A piece of paper

Xian Jin's expression was very exciting, his face was flushed because of those gangsters, and he was full of relief because of Bo'er's full protection.

Xian Jin froze on the spot, while Chen Jianfang looked at the girl's back in a daze, and then at the pile of tall men in front of the store, and suddenly felt an unknown fire in his heart.

He seemed to understand Qiao Hui's mentality when he punched someone.

What did Xian Jin do wrong?
She did nothing wrong.

She just does business conscientiously, never short of money, never shoddy, never shoddy, but whenever someone wants to criticize Chen Ji, the first to bear the brunt is to make a fuss about her life experience.

Chen Jianfang held the academy's cloth bag tightly in his hand, stepped forward, and was about to speak, when the little girl next to him shouted, "Give them a refund!"

Xian Jin walked in two steps in three steps, walked to the door, and motioned for Li Sanshun to go in with the Tuesday dog ​​and a few leg pendants. The Tuesday dog ​​was quite worried, and hung his eyes outside the door, and Xian Jin patted him comfortingly. The door panel was originally smiling, but when he turned his head, he said expressionlessly, "Don't you just give back the money for the red book? It's a total of [-] Wen, and I also made a wooden sign and invited relatives, friends and brothers to help out." "

Xian Jin hooked his lips and smiled, "It's like burning the old padded jacket because of the lice - let's make a fuss over a molehill!"

"Don't distort the facts!" The leading middle-aged man was wearing a straight gown, and he poked the tip of Xianjin's nose with his hand, "Just say it! Are you born by a young lady! Are you a little star of Chen Sanye! Are you It didn't follow your mother's surname!"

Xian Jin clenched his molars tightly, staring at the middle-aged man intently.

Looking familiar.

Xian Jin and Dong Guanshi looked at each other, Dong Guanshi slightly nodded at him, Xian Jin knew that his guess was correct.

The middle-aged man was so stared at, his fingers retracted, and his voice was shrill and bluffing, "Why do you look like you want to eat people! - This is the reason! People who buy paper in Chenji are scholars. Which scholar is willing to buy paper made by a concubine! Bah! It's not too dirty!"

The rest of the scholars who followed were all dressed up in agreement.

Bo'er scratched the back of his head anxiously, "You you you you! What nonsense are you talking about! Buy a piece of paper and dig out other people's eight generations of ancestors!"

The middle-aged scholar raised his head proudly and dropped his book bag, "Nowadays, the sages are advocating Confucianism, so we know that religious etiquette cannot be messed up! You and I are both scholars, and we know how precious pens, inks, papers and inkstones are. Can you and I accept such precious things? From a concubine whose father is unknown?!"

This.
This is true.

Everything is inferior, only reading is high.

This person attained enlightenment, the chicken and dog ascended to heaven, and even the pen, ink, paper and inkstone with which he wrote became elegant and sacred.

——and Xian Jin's background is indeed a bit embarrassing.

"You only know that the sage advocates Confucianism, and the rites and music are broken, but you don't know that the sage is the fourth son of the late emperor, and the current queen mother is the concubine Jing of the late emperor—if, as you said, he ruled the current Haiqing River Banquet, which is light years old, A sage is also what you call a "concubine"... What do you think?"

Chen Jian took a step forward, and opened his mouth unexpectedly by Xian Jin.

Xian Jin was a little anxious.

Those who take the imperial examination and economic career should cherish their feathers.

Not getting involved in the chores of the market is the first rule.

Qiao Hui dared to throw his fists in the street, but it was because he came from a noble family, and his father was Da Wei Li Gang.

And what about the star of hope? !

The only support was also buried in the soil some time ago.

Xian Jin stretched out his hand, trying to stop the star of hope, but saw Chen Jianfang smiled inexplicably, bowed his hands to the east, with a submissive and docile gesture, and the words he said were cryptic and full of threats, "Tell me, what is your surname?" What's your name? Although I'm not talented, I've just passed the provincial examination, and I've received a lot of favors from the imperial court, such as exemption from military service and tax exemption. Since you look down on the imperial court, then we will definitely sue you to the magistrate's stage and talk to you Make a distinction between one and two."

The middle-aged man turned pale with fright.

How does he know the secrets of the palace!

I'm afraid that the whole of Jingxian County doesn't know who the current saint is the son of the emperor, and what is the status of the biological mother! ?
As soon as Chen Jianfang said this, the crowd in front of the shop's porch was in an uproar!
The uproar is a little different——

This is the master!
It's a living master!
And he is a handsome, young and upright Master Juren!
Look at the straight back, star-like eyes, and blade-like brows. It's hard to see this living Juren master. Even if there is Qingchengshanyuan in town, there are only a dozen or so Juren in Jing County, let alone Qingchengshanyuan. The flowers here are all the flowers of the high mountains. It is really rare to see such a jurengong standing on the street who reveals his identity and is extremely superior in appearance like this without going out of the mountain gate!

Rareness is the most precious thing, not to mention that this rarity is superimposed with the even rarer advantage of being beautiful. For a while, the onlookers did not dare to echo and eat melons emotionally.

There were also some more courageous female onlookers, who shouted with other intentions, "Are you the master Juren? Then let me ask you who is your last name!"

Chen Jianfang arched his hands towards Wenfang, "I am Chen Jizhi, the head of Fang Xinger."

"So you are Chen Erlang!"

The girl who asked the question giggled, and immediately stood firmly in Chen Ji's position, accusing the middle-aged man together with the enemy, "Could it be that you saw that the Chen family gave birth to a young master, and you were still a child at a young age, with a heart full of shame?" Jealousy is what made today's episode!"

Xian Jin saw that the girl's pretty face was blushing, she was pinching a silk handkerchief that Magu offered for her birthday, and she was wearing a jacket woven from Songjiang Zhishuo cloth. There is a cordyceps flower wrapped with a silk nobile as a hairpin, and one can tell at a glance that she is a charming master whose family is not short of money.

Xian Jin looks away slightly.

The middle-aged man's face was ashen, and he looked towards the southeast corner, but saw that there was no one there, so he could only stand there in a dilemma, and finally opened his mouth to save the situation, "It's just sophistry! Anyway, Chen Jizhixing I don’t want to buy anything! Anyone who loves to buy will buy it! All the money I paid went into the pocket of this concubine! We have studied hard for decades, but we have become the instigator of the collapse of ritual and music. I want to see everyone Is my heart safe or uneasy!"

After speaking, he wanted to walk away.

"You stay!"

Xian Jin said loudly, with a serious expression, "If you feel that you should use Chen Ji's paper, I will make the decision and give you a full refund."

The middle-aged man sneered, "That's good too! Ten red tracing books" rolled his eyes, "There are three more coral peach notes! I have to return them!"

The middle-aged man stood at the door, waiting for money.

Xian Jin lowered his head to fiddle with the abacus, raised his head and said with a smile, "It's nine and a half taels of silver." He spread his hand out in front of the middle-aged man, "I'll refund the money, and you return the goods. Where's the paper you want to return?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "I am at home! Who is running around with a few pieces of paper!"

Xian Jin smiled and nodded, with a look of understanding, "Master Dog!"

On Tuesday, the dog's face was as deep as water, and he stepped forward, with his hands folded over his chest, and his biceps were very clear.

"Please accompany this master to the mansion to get some leftover paper." Xian Jin looked around with a smile, "It's rare that all the big guys are here, so it can be regarded as a witness."

"No reason!"

As soon as the scholar heard that he wanted to follow him home, and then saw this man with big arms and round waist, black face and dark eyes, he couldn't help feeling flustered, and said loudly, "The paper is used up, you asked me to look for it, how can I find it?!"

Xian Jin's smile deepened, "Is it used up?"

He paused, giving the onlookers a moment to react.

"It's used up, what are you going to return? Only the money, not the goods?"

Xian Jin smiled harmlessly, "You have a good idea! After the things are cleaned, make two wooden signs, and get a few obedient classmates to go to the door of the store to make trouble. After a while, you can get money for compensation—— Isn't this just putting white flour on your mouth, eating and drinking for free!"

On Tuesday, the dog was in his heart, memorizing the epilogue of his shopkeeper's super-level performance.

It is necessary to accumulate well at ordinary times, so that you can use it flexibly at critical moments and be proficient in battle.

The scholar's face flushed red, and he pointed at Xian Jin, "You, you——"

You haven't figured out a trick for a long time.

Xian Jin simply ignored him, and his eyes fell on the other troubled scholars, "What about you? Do you need us, Mr. Dog, to come to the door and bring back the paper produced by Chen Ji and refund the cash?"

Anyone Xian Jin saw would take a step back.

Who the hell really bought Chen Ji's paper!
They are the group of old children in the east of the city who are enshrined at home in order not to go to the fields, and to eat and drink in the name of studying!
This time, it's just because Song Ji came to the door and asked them to come out to perform such a play!

Song Ji gave too much.
The scholar in the lead had a distorted face and deeply regretted it.

If he had known this earlier, even if Song Ji gave him eight ingots of silver, he wouldn't take this bad job!
I got scolded for nothing!

"Hmph! You will be punished for forcing the scholars to act!"

Old Tongsheng left behind those words, and ran away as if fleeing.

The onlookers, especially the female crowd, bit their ears and talked privately in twos and threes, but their eyes all fell on Chen Jianfang, naked, like a few hooks, trying to peel off the tightly wrapped star of hope
Chen Jianfang lowered his head and silently took a step back.

Xian Jin pouted in his heart.

She was personally attacked by everyone, but the star of hope was quite good-looking, and she won the hearts of many people with just a few words... Why is it so unfair!

No matter what age, good-looking boys who can read are always in demand everywhere!
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