Zou Manshan was taken aback when she saw him like this, she didn't know that Shen Hao's long braids were all white.

"Uncle Shen, why is your hair gray?"

Zou Manshan and Shen Qi walked in together, staring at the much older Shen Ho with a pair of eyes and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Shen Ho smiled at his daughter-in-law when he heard this, while Shen Qi took a few steps closer and knelt in front of him abruptly:

"Daddy, the boy is back. ”

As he spoke, he solemnly kowtowed to Shen Hoe three times.

Shen Ho looked at his son, his bearded face twitched a few times, and then said in a deep voice:

"Get up, and go kowtow to your mother. ”

Speaking of this, the atmosphere suddenly became silent, Zou Manshan touched her wet red eyes, and quickly pulled Shen Qi up and walked into the house.

In the middle of the main house, there was a long table with incense burner offerings, and behind it there was a pitch-black spiritual seat with white handwriting, which was the name of Shen Qin's family.

"Mother, Qi'er has kowtowed to you, I hope you can look at it with peace of mind. ”

When Shen Qi saw his mother's spiritual position, he was full of thoughts, and he couldn't raise his head when he knelt down.

Zou Manshan next to her looked at Shen Qi's body trembling slightly, knowing that he was crying, she couldn't hide her feelings anymore, knelt beside Shen Qi and choked up:

"Mother, go with peace of mind, I will take care of my father and Brother Qi in the future. ”

Shen Ho, who was standing at the door, was quite relieved to see the backs of the two of them kneeling on the ground, and called them to understand the process of their escape, when he heard that Shen Qi had left the prefect aside in order to see him, he hurriedly urged Shen Qi to go to the county seat.

"Qi'er, don't delay any longer, the prefect wants to see you, it means that he values you, how can you come to see me first!"

Shen Ho was worried that this would delay Shen Qi's future, so he asked him to set off now.

So Shen Qi left the bookbasket at home and set off, and Zou Manshan was also left behind.

Before leaving, Shen Hao thought of something and called out to Shen Qi and said:

"Qi'er, wait, your mother made you a new set of clothes before, you can change it quickly. ”

This dress is a set of coarse cloth caftan made by Shen Qin's own hands, off-white, and it is also often worn by scholars.

Looking at Shen Qi who had changed into this dress, Zou Manshan felt that he was even more heroic, and couldn't help but smile and didn't forget to straighten his neckline with one hand.

"Dad, Sister Shan, I'll go back as soon as I go. ”

Looking at the fitted gray-white gown, Shen Qi was also extremely satisfied, and after saying goodbye, he quickly rushed to Anxi County.

At this moment, in the county seat, Ye Shude, the prefect of Quanzhou, was drinking tea in the county hall, and there were county magistrates Zhang Yaowen, master Wang Huairui, and county head Li Guangdi standing beside him. In addition, there were some wealthy businessmen in the county, such as Chen Tianbao, who had a close relationship with Zhang Yaowen, and his Chen family's Shengda Qian Zhuang was extremely powerful in the whole Quanzhou.

"Case Chief Li, when will Shen Qi say he will appear?"

Ye Shude, who had drunk a few cups of tea with peace of mind, seemed to be a little reluctant to wait, and it was really inappropriate for him to wait for a prefect to wait for a handsome who went to the exam. This handsome man refers to a commoner who has no merit.

"The prefect is a little restless, Shen Qi's family has suffered a success, and he wants to fulfill his filial piety first, which is also the duty of our scholars, and I hope that adults will understand. ”

Seeing that the situation was not good, Li Guangdi hurriedly replied nervously, and Wang Huairui on the side was also anxious, this Shen Qi had been gone for almost an hour.

Zhang Yaowen is standing behind Ye Shude with Chen Tianbao at the moment, on his side face, the "cheap" has scabbed, which is extremely eye-catching, in order not to let people talk too much, he also prepared half of the silver mask to cover the handwriting on the side face, but now that Ye Shude is present, he does not dare to continue to wear it.

In this way, another while passed, and when Ye Shude was about to wait any longer, the official outside hurriedly came in and shouted:

"My lord, someone is coming!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, Li Guangdi looked out and found Shen Qi walking briskly in an off-white robe.

"The prefect is above, Shen Qi is polite. ”

He walked in with all eyes on him, and he only bowed down with his fists clenched, not kneeling. Because in this world, pen power is strength, regardless of the government and the people, the strong pen does not kneel to the weak pen power, even if the pen power is equal, or the other party's pen power is a level higher, Shen Qi only needs to make a greeting gift.

Ye Shude, who only had the strength of the third stage of the pen, looked at Shen Qi carefully, and saw that he was tall, and his eyebrows revealed shrewdness and arrogance, which was a sign of a ghost.

"Haha, I heard that you came back from the dead, causing the soul to open up, I don't know if I can appreciate a poem with a face, I have an ink painting that I painted recently, and I just lack a wonderful poem to drink. ”

Ye Shude stood up and asked to see Shen Qi's talent straight to the point, and he also took out a scroll in his hand, which was framed and made of precious Goryeo paper.

Shen Qi had already expected Ye Shude to make this request, and if his poems were to match it, this ink painting would be worth much more.

He then looked at Zhang Yaowen behind Ye Shude, the county magistrate looked at him with a complicated expression at this time, and the word "cheap" on his face became more conspicuous.

"Zhang County Order, you and I have a holiday, then we will meet and smile and forget the past grievances, and now at the request of the prefect, I hope to borrow the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on your house, please agree. ”

Shen Qi looked at Zhang Yaowen calmly, but he fell into embarrassment all of a sudden, and Chen Tianbao next to him saw this, quietly pushed him, and woke him up all of a sudden.

"Okay, okay, I'll let the next person do it. ”

Zhang Yaowen's face turned dark red, and he hurriedly walked to the back hall alone.

Everyone's reaction to Zhang Yaowen was to look at each other, guessing that Shen Qi had hit him hard, but no one said it explicitly.

After a while, Zhang Yaowen, who had left, commanded four officials to carry the desk in his study and came over, which was a vermilion sandalwood long table, and the fragrance in it could make people feel refreshed.

With a bang, the desk was placed in the lobby, and then several maids walked in with pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

It was the first time that Shen Qi had the honor to use Duan Yan, and his heart was slightly touched. He had long heard that the texture of the inkstone was beautiful, the weight was light, the quality was rigid and soft, and it could feel lonely and free to touch, and it was like a child's skin, which was cool and soft but not slippery, and had the advantages of not damaging the slightest and should be inked.

"Shen Qi, little friend, please. ”

Seeing that everything was ready, Ye Shude personally spread out his paintings on the desk, and then asked Shen Qi to start writing in anticipation.

Shen Qi and others paid serious attention to this ink painting, which turned out to be a depiction of the anguish of the officialdom painted by Ye Shude.

I saw that the above content is that on a rainy summer day, there is a person in official uniform standing alone in a small pavilion in the lake, and the lake is full of large and small lotus flowers. He was holding a wine glass in his hand, and in front of him was a stone-paved path that stretched from the summer drizzle, lined with lush trees. But if you look closely, you will see a vague figure walking through the smoke and rain on the path, and you can see him showing joy to the people in the pavilion.

After Shen Qi finished appreciating it, he had to admire Ye Shude, who was able to become the prefect, was not simple:

"This painting is a masterpiece, there is a touch of joy in the smoke and rain and sorrow that makes people's eyes shine, the prefect let me drink poetry to complement each other, it is really my honor!"

The others also nodded in agreement with Shen Qi's praise, but Ye Shude stared at Shen Qi in dismay, not expecting him to be able to understand the artistic conception in his painting.

Shen Qi immediately picked up a wolf's brush and dipped it in ink, staring at the ink painting without moving.

Li Guangdi, Zhang Yaowen and others all began to pay attention to Shen Qi, I don't know what kind of poems this famous ghost can write, and even Ye Shude, who was watching, became a little excited.

Shen Qi held the brush in his hand, and the content of the painting appeared in his mind, and the characters, trees, and misty smoke and rain in the painting all moved.

Good!

Suddenly, Shen Qi's eyes, who felt the subtlety of this painting, moved, and the brush in his hand lit up with a faint pen power, followed by him, he put down the pen in the blank space on the right side of the painting, and the pointed pen was extremely tenacious, one horizontal and one horizontal, one vertical and one horizontal Ten strokes were written, and when he paused slightly, Ye Shude and others saw that this was the name of the poem "Summer".

Although it is just a simple handwriting, the brush is neat, like a knife carved by a sword.

Everyone immediately praised themselves secretly, with an eye-opening smile on their faces, but no one dared to speak out, they were afraid that Shen Qi would be distracted and cause a masterpiece to not be born smoothly, which was also something that they didn't want to see.

After that, Shen Qi sped up, his mind was quick, and the handwriting in his pen was like big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate, popping out one by one. Ye Shude, Li Guangdi, Zhang Yaowen, Wang Huairui, Chen Tianbao and others seemed to hear the hissing sound brought out by Shen Qi's pen, and the handwriting was no longer written by Shen Qi, but seemed to emerge from the artistic conception of the painting one after another.

After they fell into this state of confusion, Shen Qi wrote the poem in one go, or a five-character quatrain, and wrote his own name on the last line, which was: Shen Qi drank it in the later life.

As Shen Qi finished writing the last black character in an orderly manner, the pen in his hand left the scroll, and he exhaled a long sigh of satisfaction in his mouth.

At this time, Zhang Yaowen's face inexplicably felt that Shen Qi's pen power hit him, and the whole person suddenly sobered up, and his action also woke up Ye Shude and the others, everyone shook their heads with joy, and felt that the artistic conception they had just entered was too charming.

"Wonderful!"

Ye Shude, the owner of the picture scroll, hurriedly looked at what Shen Qi had written, and after a quick glance, he slapped his palms suddenly, and praised this five-character quatrain in his mouth.

Li Guangdi and the others also saw this quatrain clearly at this moment, and there was inexplicable sadness on their faces at first, but then their faces were moved, and a faint joy was born.