After standing in place for a while, Meng Ran picked out a pair of calligraphy that was quite good, and then went to the bookshelves and began to flip through some books.

Seeing Meng Ran's reaction, the young man in white probably understood a little bit in his heart, thinking that there were probably no good things in this bookstore, so he called the little guy waiting outside the door to pay the bill, and then walked away.

After the young man in white walked for a while, Meng Ran slowly paced back to the wall where the calligraphy and paintings were hung, and called out the bookstore owner, he was not in a hurry to speak, but sighed softly, and said in a dull tone: "Boss, your business is a little unauthentic." ”

The bookstore owner's face turned red, and he said in an embarrassed tone: "Childe, I am a businessman, and the one with the highest price will get it, don't mind." ”

"Mind me? Meng Ran's tone was a little stiff.

The bookstore owner smiled reluctantly, and said in his mouth: "That's it, if Childe has something in his picture for a while, I'll give you a twenty-percent discount, how about it?"

Meng Ran snorted coldly, "All the good things are bought, what's the use of discounts?"

The bookstore owner's expression was uncomfortable, "Then six folds, it can't be lower, if it's lower, I'll lose money." ”

Meng Ran bowed slightly, "Okay, I'll take a look." ”

The bookstore owner didn't walk away, just stood quietly on the side, waiting for Meng Ran to choose.

After a while, Meng Ran pointed to the painting that only had a poem inscribed on it, but no other inscriptions, and said softly, "Where is the scenery of this painting?"

"It's South Lake. ”

"Where's Nanhu?"

"Isn't the guest officer a local?"

"Naturally, not. ”

The bookstore owner smiled slightly, "The scenery in the painting is South Lake, just south of the city." ”

Meng Ran pretended to be groaning, and waited for more than ten breaths before slowly saying, "This painting is good, I want it." ”

"Does Childe want anything else?"

"Well, I want this painting and that calligraphy, and I can pay you the original price, but I want you to give me a painting. ”

"Oh?" the bookstore owner's eyes blinked a few times and asked curiously, "Which other painting does Childe want?"

"That one. ”

Meng Ran's finger pointed to the picture of the lady.

The bookstore owner looked at Meng Ran with an embarrassed expression, "Childe, this painting costs twenty-five taels of silver, which is the same value as the two things you want, if I give it to you, my business will be in vain, and I will lose my capital." ”

Meng Ran gritted his teeth vigorously, looking very painful, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Then how much money are you going to charge?"

"A total of fifty taels, I count you thirty taels, how about it?"

Meng Ran frowned, and said reluctantly: "I don't have so much money, how about giving you twenty-eight taels?" If it works, I will ask for it." ”

A smile appeared in the corner of the bookstore owner's eyes, and he tried to pretend to be at a loss, "Okay, I'll sell it to you cheaply." ”

Meng Ran smiled and nodded, "Then thank you very much." ”

The owner of the bookstore said again and again: "You're welcome, you're welcome, it's all for the customers." ”

After that, the bookstore owner took off the two paintings and a calligraphy on the wall, put them into a painting bucket, and then said to Meng Ran: "How does the son pay the bill?"

Meng Ran glanced at Geng Huyuan and commanded softly, "Uncle Geng, pay." ”

Geng Huyuan hesitated for a moment, "Young Master, do you really want to buy it?"

"Naturally, you have to buy it, pay the bill quickly. ”

"But ......"

Before Geng Huyuan finished speaking, Meng Ran immediately had a seizure and scolded loudly: "If you want to pay, you will pay, what are you doing in a rambling manner?" Is it me a young master or are you a young master?"

Geng Huyuan was stunned for a moment, then took out a few ingots of silver from his arms and paid the bill.

The owner of the bookstore politely sent the two of them outside the door before returning to the house.

Geng Huyuan was about to ask a question, but was stopped by Meng Ran with his eyes, and the two silently led the horse away from the street where the bookstore was located.

Turning another street, Geng Huyuan walked a few steps briskly, parallel to Meng Ran, and asked in a heavy tone, "Young Master, what's going on, why do you have to buy those three things?"

Meng Ran grinned and laughed for a while before he said breathlessly: "Let's make a lot of money and buy a painting of Gu Kaizhi." ”

"Gu Kaizhi?"

Meng Ran explained: "Gu Kaizhi, the word is Changkang, the small character is tiger, and he is from Wuxi, Jinling. He was a well-known painter and poet in the previous dynasty. Because of his high achievements in literature and painting, people called him a painter, a literary master, and an obsession.

But few people know that Gu Kaizhi is a great practitioner, he has a "Vimala Statue", the painting is a master who practices Buddhism, I heard that after the painting was completed, there are visions of heaven and earth, and it is said that there are hidden secret books of Buddha cultivation in the painting.

He is erudite and talented, good at poetry, calligraphy, and especially good at painting. Proficient in human statues, Buddha statues, birds, beasts, landscapes, etc. His paintings are intended to convey the spirit, and the emphasis is on the eye-catching......"

"Young master, are you mistaken? I remember that the picture of the lady did not have the finishing touch. Geng Huyuan reminded.

"It's not a finishing touch, but it's definitely Gu Kaizhi's painting. Legend has it that when he was a teenager, he met a girl and was shocked at the first sight, and afterwards he painted a special painting, but he didn't have much confidence in his painting skills at that time, so the painting didn't have the finishing touch.

Later, when his painting skills were unparalleled in the world, he was reluctant to put the finishing touch on that painting, so we had this painting without the finishing touch. ”

Geng Huyuan nodded, "I see, but you can conclude that it is his painting for this reason, will it be too arbitrary?"

Meng Ran waved his hand, "The book that Mr. showed me before had Gu Kaizhi's stamp in it, so when I saw this painting, I felt that the stamp was very familiar, and after thinking about it, Huo Ran found that it was Gu Kaizhi's seal." ”

Speaking of this, Meng Ran's face was full of smiles, like willow branches under the spring breeze in February, wonderful and affectionate.

Geng Huyuan looked at Meng Ran with a happy face, and was sincerely happy for him, since the two of them left Lin'an City, all kinds of things have happened frequently, the smile on Meng Ran's face is extremely rare, and now he can be so happy, it is really rare.

With smiles on their faces, the two walked slowly down the street.

After walking for a while, Geng Huyuan suddenly woke up and reminded in a low voice: "Young master, we should find a place to rest." ”

"Well, it's time to take a closer look at this painting. ”

The two turned two streets and saw an inn on a relatively busy street, and then checked in.

After entering the room, Meng Ran closed the door, couldn't wait to open the painting bucket, took out the picture of the lady, spread it on the table, and admired it carefully.

Geng Huyuan sat on the side, just looking at Meng Ran with a focused and excited face.

After a long while, Meng Ran slowly raised his head and asked Geng Huyuan, who was sitting on the sidelines, "Uncle Geng, didn't you know how to paint when you were in the bookstore, how could you not know Gu Kaizhi?"

Geng Huyuan touched his nose and said, "Eh, I just saw the tiger pictures drawn by other people when I was young, so I talked nonsense, and I don't really understand these things." ”

Meng Ran looked at Geng Huyuan suspiciously, and asked uncertainly, "Is it?"

"Naturally, I don't have to lie to you. After Geng Huyuan finished speaking, he snorted a haha.

Meng Ran thought for a while, and felt that Geng Huyuan really didn't need to lie to himself, so he didn't ask anymore, but just put away the paintings on the table.

After cleaning up, he said to Geng Huyuan: "Uncle Geng, I plan to go downstairs to order pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and write a letter to Xue'er, do you want to go down?"

Geng Huyuan waved his hand, "I won't go, I'm already a little sleepy, and I plan to sleep for a while." ”

"Alright then, you go to sleep first, and I'll go to rest when I'm done writing. ”

Meng Ran pulled the door down, walked through the corridor, and slowly walked towards the stairs.

The shopkeeper looked at the figure coming down the stairs and asked politely, "Guest officer, what do you need?"

"Pen, ink, paper, inkstone, I want to write a letter. ”

"Okay, you can find a seat first, and I'll send it to you right away. ”

Meng Ran found a well-lit and relatively hidden place to sit down, looked around, and quietly waited for the shopkeeper to deliver something.

The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were in place, Meng Ran declined the kindness of the shopkeeper to grind for him, and he pinched the ink strip and slowly grinded it, he wanted to take advantage of the time to grind the ink and think about how to write this letter.

Although he and Zhang Miaoxue had some experience in passing notes, they were basically limited to gossip and anecdotes, which were not as solemn as they are today, and they were not as meaningful as they are today.

The ink was ready, Meng Ran spread out the paper, twisted up the wolf's hair, but he didn't put pen to paper for a long time.

After a long time, when the ink was about to drip onto the paper, he began to write.

The book is made up by Cher:

See the words like meeting.

However, I haven't seen each other for more than ten days, and my heart is already full of thoughts.

How are you doing? How are you doing? How are you doing? How are you doing?

I have now arrived in Jiaxing, although the scenery here is beautiful, but there is a little less taste. I thought about it, but it turned out that I was just missing you.

I hope that I can take you to visit Jiaxing in the coming day and take a boat on the South Lake together to solve today's regrets.

When I visited the bookstore, I came across a painting by Gu Kaizhi, and I will appreciate it with you in the future.

When drinking tea in the teahouse, he met the sergeant of Zhichong Mansion who wanted to arrest the thief, which was bloody.

I sleep in the wilderness, with the infinite brilliant starry sky as the quilt, and the undulating land as the bed, quite comfortable, if possible, I will take you to spend the night in the wilderness, so that you can also experience this different style.

I once met a gentleman in Yihe Town who wrote letters on his behalf, and his chess skills were so superb that he slaughtered my great dragon in only eighty liques, and he was really ashamed.

I'm here...

Meng Ran babbled a lot, until he found that he had written three full pages, then he slowly stopped writing, and just like that, he wrote another half of the paper. At the end of the writing, he felt as if he had said a little less to his mother, and confessed:

Cher, take care of my mother for me and wait for me to come back.

I'm all right outside, don't think about it.

After Meng Ran folded the letter, he stuffed the paper full of his emotions and hard work into his arms, and then instructed the shopkeeper to clean up the things on the table.

When it was all over, he was a little tired, and it seemed that those affectionate words had taken a lot of his physical strength and made him sleepy.

When he arrived on the second floor, after Meng Ran entered his room, he did not take off his coat, shoes and socks, but lay down directly on the bed, and after a while, he had fallen asleep deeply.