Chapter 315

Then.

The housekeeper of the mansion walked in, "My lord, the dragon pattern ink has been delivered, do you want to take a look at it now?"

The county magistrate nodded, "Take it and let the official take a look." ”

The butler immediately shouted.

A servant came over with a wooden tray covered with a delicate layer of red silk.

The county magistrate carefully lifted the red silk cloth with his two hands, and the black ink inside was exposed.

The ink body is slightly carved with a dragon-like pattern, which looks very expensive.

Qin Jiujiu glanced up.

She had no interest in these pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, so she lowered her head.

On the contrary, it was Jiang Jinyan, but he couldn't help but look at it again.

After Qin Jiujiu found out, he asked in a low voice, "Do you like it?"

Jiang Jinyan whispered, "Daughter-in-law, I don't know, but I just want to take a second look." ”

Qin Jiujiu: "......"

The county lord was amazed, "It is worthy of the famous Hui ink, both the appearance and the color and hardness are excellent, take it down, be careful, don't bump it, this year's emperor's birthday official finally doesn't have to be entangled, and he can finally sleep well." ”

"My lord, you said that this square ink was given to the emperor?"

Qin Jiujiu asked incredulously.

The county magistrate nodded and snorted, "Isn't today's birthday coming?" Those of us who are petty officials also have to send New Year's goods to the upper ranks, the county is poor in the county, and the valuable things are really not available, and the things that are too cheap are embarrassing.

The official thought of Hui ink, this square ink, the official waited for two months, and finally waited for it, the good thing is really a good thing, just with the naked eye, I feel that it is different from the ink that this pass usually uses. ”

Just when the county master was about to continue to praise him for how good his ink was, Qin Jiujiu suddenly interrupted him in a light tone, "If the adult really wants to give it to the emperor, then I still suggest that the adult don't send it." ”

The county master was stunned.

After a long time, he asked, "I don't know what Madame said about this?"

Qin Jiujiu put down his chopsticks.

He asked, "My lord, can you bring in the ink just now?"

The county magistrate immediately shouted, "Butler, send Huimo in again." ”

Not much.

The little guy came back again.

Qin Jiujiu stood up.

As soon as the red silk cloth was lifted, the county magistrate sighed, "Madame's action is lighter......

Qin Jiujiu picked up the ink.

Pointing to the words on the ink, "My lord, how do you pronounce these four words?"

The county magistrate seemed to be a second monk who was puzzled, "Long life is boundless, isn't this a very common birthday greeting word on weekdays? ”

Qin Jiu sighed faintly.

She put the ink up and made a grinding motion, "Is that how it works?"

The county magistrate pinched a handful of sweat, lest Qin Jiujiu break it, "Yes, yes, yes." ”

Qin Jiujiu picked it up.

Pointed the four words at the county master, "My lord, you are optimistic." ”

Qin Jiujiu stretched out his other hand and blocked the last word from below, "Since the ink is used like this, then the first word to appear to be worn out must be the bottom word, if the bottom word is worn out, what is left?"

The county magistrate stared, "Of course, there is still ...... longevity left."

Speaking of which.

He generally covered his mouth, his eyes full of fear, "Thank you, madam, thank you, madam—"

If the emperor can't take a fancy to this piece of ink, it's fine.

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