I am born with insufficiency
Chapter 111
Chapter 111
The jade pen is Chen Chuzhi's ancestral treasure. He would rather starve to death than sell it for food, let alone throw it under the grape trellis at will.
Shicai didn't care to kick those grape leaves. Except for the ones Sun Xiaokong tore apart, there were some neat ones. The stems of the leaves could be seen to be cut off instead of falling naturally. It seems that someone picked them on purpose. It's like putting these leaves down to cover the jade pen.
"Brother Chen must have left it on purpose."
The jade pen is crystal clear, it is a valuable thing at first glance, if someone else gets it, they will definitely keep it as their own, so why would they stay here for nothing to be with the vine leaves?
At this time, the grapes have not yet produced fruit, the trees are full of leaves, and there are many insects. Most people will not stay under the trees.If Chen Chuzhi was only invited to discuss in the inner room, how could he appear here?
Moreover, how did Chen Chuzhi know that she would definitely come to look for him, and how did he know that Sun Xiaokong would definitely play on the shelf, leaving behind the jade pen with such painstaking efforts, just waiting for her to pick it up?
No matter what his purpose is, it can make Gu Buquan more certain that he must still be somewhere in the tea house, more likely, in this backyard.
The place where the eyes touched was the small door. At this time, a scholar carried water to rinse the ink, and another scholar locked the door.
"What are you thinking? Let's go." General Rong urged.
Gu Buquan smiled, and followed General Rong all the way, thinking wildly all the way, and accidentally saw a line of ink marks left on the soles of General Rong's shoes.
When did he step on the ink?
Before she knew it, she had returned to the teahouse, and the scholars all bowed to her and called her "senior".
Master Shen smiled and said: "I don't know anything about the girl. Just now, Master Shangshu used the inscription on the girl's tombstone as a model to encourage the students to work hard. Now they admire the girl so much."
"Where is there." Rarely praised by others, Gu Buquan was a little at a loss and said shyly, "Those are just forced by life. Writing and engraving is the same as selling coffins. It's just a cash register."
He turned his eyebrows and said, "My elder brother Chen's handwriting is the best in the world, especially the handwriting he wrote with his ancestral jade pen, which is unparalleled in the world, and his talent and learning are also rare in the world. He even personally invited him into the inner room for a detailed talk."
"Uh, oh, yes." Master Shen was stunned for a moment, agreed casually, and said vaguely, "Chen Chuzhi, remember, he has a handsome appearance, good handwriting, and good manners, especially for girls who study. His political remarks can be described as ingenious. All in all, he is indeed a rare talent."
"Since he is a pillar, why don't you keep him in the tea house, Mr. Shen? He is so poor that he goes to store letters in the street." Gu Buquan pretended to be stupid and continued to ask.
"Uh, that's because...he has other good places to go."
Master Shen smiled suddenly, imitating Gu Buquan's tone and said: "Xiao Ke's tea house is small, so I really can't keep him."
"Is the owner Shen talking about Miss Wang Fengque who came to take part in the audition that day? I remember she said that her family lives in the first room in the four alleys of Nancheng. Well, I will go there to inquire about it tomorrow. Brother Chen is also true. If he had a good place to go, he didn’t know how to call me, and it took me two days to find him, thinking that he was murdered, and there was no one alive or dead.”
Wang Shangshu's complexion changed suddenly, and he cast a gloomy glance at Villa Master Shen, who bowed his head in embarrassment and did not dare to speak.
Gu Buquan could see the changes on the faces of the two of them.
After drinking a cup of tea, General Rong suddenly remembered, and said, "Miss Wang Fengque? Isn't that Shang..."
"General Rong, drink some tea."
Master Shen poured tea for General Rong himself, and coughed desperately to hint, General Rong woke up belatedly, picked up the tea and drank it down in one gulp.
Fortunately, those scholars came to ask for advice without knowing it.
"Dare to ask Miss Buquan, that son of Chen Chu, like the girl, also practiced calligraphy on a tombstone? If so, I will also go get a stone tablet and practice it every day in order to achieve something in the future."
uh this...
"Hmm..." Wang Shangshu soon became amiable, smiling at the scholars.
"Although this is the case, the official does not recommend that everyone learn to practice calligraphy on wooden boards or tombstones. The so-called calligraphy has calligraphy and characters have fonts. Everyone has their own style, and they should not blindly follow suit."
The scholars nodded in agreement.
"Books have calligraphy, and characters have fonts. I remembered that it was Wang Zesheng's characters."
Suddenly, Gu Buquan stood up and ran towards the "flowing water", and stopped in front of the kingfisher.
There is nothing special about the kingfisher painting, but the problem lies in the inscription - she always felt familiar before, until she was reminded by Lord Shangshu at this time, she just remembered that the inscription is the same as the handwriting of the family letter shown by Mrs. Wang Ma.
However, what puzzled Gu Buquan was that the signature was not Wang Zesheng, but Nanhe, Tingzhou.
Since Mrs. Wang and Ma asked about Wang Zesheng when they met in front of Xichen Tea House these days, the scholars were no strangers to this name, so they all followed him.
Master Shen said, "Nan He, a native of Tingzhou, is a student who joined the tea house six years ago. Simple tea and light food helped him to study, and soon he lived up to the high expectations, and got No. 7 in the top three exams in one fell swoop, and he was released as an official in a certain county."
"Not only Nan He, but also this, this, this, all have achieved success in their studies, have been able to go to high school, and have a bright career."
Zhuangzhu Shen pointed to the calligraphy in the room, and he knew every detail of the students he sponsored.
"However, his handwriting is exactly the same as Wang Zesheng's." Gu Buquan said, "Besides, Wang Zesheng also went to Beijing for the exam six years ago, and there has been no news since then."
Wang Shangshu was silent for a long time, and said, "Practicing calligraphy begins with copying. Besides, most students imitate famous masters, and similar handwriting is inevitable."
"Although I don't have many attainments in calligraphy, I can recognize eight or nine points of handwriting. Forget about this handwriting, just say this sentence, if I have to meet Master Shen, I may be starved to death."
Gu Buquan said, "Gentlemen, please give me some guidance for the little girl. What is the meaning of the word 'Ru Fei'?"
"There should be no grass head, it's 'Rufei', it's a typo." The scholar replied.
General Rong laughed and said: "This scholar is too careless, he can write such a simple word wrong."
"No." Gu Buquan said, "As far as I know, because Wang Zesheng's father's name has a word Ru, he added Caotou to avoid his father's taboo. Ru word."
Regarding this statement, some scholars have also confirmed that they have heard Wang Mashi mention it with their own ears.
Taboo is not a new thing in the first place, and many scholars have the habit of changing their characters in order to show their filial piety.
The scholar said: "In fact, it's not difficult to distinguish. Mrs. Wang Ma is just outside the tea house. Please invite her in to ask her to understand, and compare the letters with her."
Gu Buquan was also a little excited, he didn't find Chen Chuzhi, if he could help Wang Ma to find her husband, it would be a great thing, and it would save her from living on the streets every day, asking about her husband's whereabouts, which would make people feel uncomfortable.
General Rong patted his thigh: "That's right, I have invited her here to ask for clarification. If it's not Wang Zesheng, I'll let it go. If so, ask someone to send her to his office so that he can teach him to reunite with his wife."
"This..." Master Shen was still hesitating, seeing Wang Shangshu frowning, he could only say, "Well, good. Please invite Wang Mashi in."
Cha Xiaoer had to rush out in a hurry, but Wang Mashi was not in front of the door, so he found Wang Mashi's "residence" in the corner, and saw her sleeping with her body wrapped in a straw mat.
"Did you rest so early today?" Cha Xiaoer was a little surprised, and shouted at Wang Mashi, "Sister-in-law, the owner is here to invite you."
Wang Mashi is still awake.
Cha Xiaoer yelled a few more times, but there was still no movement, he was a little annoyed, stretched out his hand to pull, Wang Mashi rolled out from the straw mat, and lay face down.
He tremblingly touched his hands, and was so startled that he took a few steps back and fell to the ground.
"Dead, dead, she is dead."
Happy Holidays, Gagen.
(End of this chapter)
The jade pen is Chen Chuzhi's ancestral treasure. He would rather starve to death than sell it for food, let alone throw it under the grape trellis at will.
Shicai didn't care to kick those grape leaves. Except for the ones Sun Xiaokong tore apart, there were some neat ones. The stems of the leaves could be seen to be cut off instead of falling naturally. It seems that someone picked them on purpose. It's like putting these leaves down to cover the jade pen.
"Brother Chen must have left it on purpose."
The jade pen is crystal clear, it is a valuable thing at first glance, if someone else gets it, they will definitely keep it as their own, so why would they stay here for nothing to be with the vine leaves?
At this time, the grapes have not yet produced fruit, the trees are full of leaves, and there are many insects. Most people will not stay under the trees.If Chen Chuzhi was only invited to discuss in the inner room, how could he appear here?
Moreover, how did Chen Chuzhi know that she would definitely come to look for him, and how did he know that Sun Xiaokong would definitely play on the shelf, leaving behind the jade pen with such painstaking efforts, just waiting for her to pick it up?
No matter what his purpose is, it can make Gu Buquan more certain that he must still be somewhere in the tea house, more likely, in this backyard.
The place where the eyes touched was the small door. At this time, a scholar carried water to rinse the ink, and another scholar locked the door.
"What are you thinking? Let's go." General Rong urged.
Gu Buquan smiled, and followed General Rong all the way, thinking wildly all the way, and accidentally saw a line of ink marks left on the soles of General Rong's shoes.
When did he step on the ink?
Before she knew it, she had returned to the teahouse, and the scholars all bowed to her and called her "senior".
Master Shen smiled and said: "I don't know anything about the girl. Just now, Master Shangshu used the inscription on the girl's tombstone as a model to encourage the students to work hard. Now they admire the girl so much."
"Where is there." Rarely praised by others, Gu Buquan was a little at a loss and said shyly, "Those are just forced by life. Writing and engraving is the same as selling coffins. It's just a cash register."
He turned his eyebrows and said, "My elder brother Chen's handwriting is the best in the world, especially the handwriting he wrote with his ancestral jade pen, which is unparalleled in the world, and his talent and learning are also rare in the world. He even personally invited him into the inner room for a detailed talk."
"Uh, oh, yes." Master Shen was stunned for a moment, agreed casually, and said vaguely, "Chen Chuzhi, remember, he has a handsome appearance, good handwriting, and good manners, especially for girls who study. His political remarks can be described as ingenious. All in all, he is indeed a rare talent."
"Since he is a pillar, why don't you keep him in the tea house, Mr. Shen? He is so poor that he goes to store letters in the street." Gu Buquan pretended to be stupid and continued to ask.
"Uh, that's because...he has other good places to go."
Master Shen smiled suddenly, imitating Gu Buquan's tone and said: "Xiao Ke's tea house is small, so I really can't keep him."
"Is the owner Shen talking about Miss Wang Fengque who came to take part in the audition that day? I remember she said that her family lives in the first room in the four alleys of Nancheng. Well, I will go there to inquire about it tomorrow. Brother Chen is also true. If he had a good place to go, he didn’t know how to call me, and it took me two days to find him, thinking that he was murdered, and there was no one alive or dead.”
Wang Shangshu's complexion changed suddenly, and he cast a gloomy glance at Villa Master Shen, who bowed his head in embarrassment and did not dare to speak.
Gu Buquan could see the changes on the faces of the two of them.
After drinking a cup of tea, General Rong suddenly remembered, and said, "Miss Wang Fengque? Isn't that Shang..."
"General Rong, drink some tea."
Master Shen poured tea for General Rong himself, and coughed desperately to hint, General Rong woke up belatedly, picked up the tea and drank it down in one gulp.
Fortunately, those scholars came to ask for advice without knowing it.
"Dare to ask Miss Buquan, that son of Chen Chu, like the girl, also practiced calligraphy on a tombstone? If so, I will also go get a stone tablet and practice it every day in order to achieve something in the future."
uh this...
"Hmm..." Wang Shangshu soon became amiable, smiling at the scholars.
"Although this is the case, the official does not recommend that everyone learn to practice calligraphy on wooden boards or tombstones. The so-called calligraphy has calligraphy and characters have fonts. Everyone has their own style, and they should not blindly follow suit."
The scholars nodded in agreement.
"Books have calligraphy, and characters have fonts. I remembered that it was Wang Zesheng's characters."
Suddenly, Gu Buquan stood up and ran towards the "flowing water", and stopped in front of the kingfisher.
There is nothing special about the kingfisher painting, but the problem lies in the inscription - she always felt familiar before, until she was reminded by Lord Shangshu at this time, she just remembered that the inscription is the same as the handwriting of the family letter shown by Mrs. Wang Ma.
However, what puzzled Gu Buquan was that the signature was not Wang Zesheng, but Nanhe, Tingzhou.
Since Mrs. Wang and Ma asked about Wang Zesheng when they met in front of Xichen Tea House these days, the scholars were no strangers to this name, so they all followed him.
Master Shen said, "Nan He, a native of Tingzhou, is a student who joined the tea house six years ago. Simple tea and light food helped him to study, and soon he lived up to the high expectations, and got No. 7 in the top three exams in one fell swoop, and he was released as an official in a certain county."
"Not only Nan He, but also this, this, this, all have achieved success in their studies, have been able to go to high school, and have a bright career."
Zhuangzhu Shen pointed to the calligraphy in the room, and he knew every detail of the students he sponsored.
"However, his handwriting is exactly the same as Wang Zesheng's." Gu Buquan said, "Besides, Wang Zesheng also went to Beijing for the exam six years ago, and there has been no news since then."
Wang Shangshu was silent for a long time, and said, "Practicing calligraphy begins with copying. Besides, most students imitate famous masters, and similar handwriting is inevitable."
"Although I don't have many attainments in calligraphy, I can recognize eight or nine points of handwriting. Forget about this handwriting, just say this sentence, if I have to meet Master Shen, I may be starved to death."
Gu Buquan said, "Gentlemen, please give me some guidance for the little girl. What is the meaning of the word 'Ru Fei'?"
"There should be no grass head, it's 'Rufei', it's a typo." The scholar replied.
General Rong laughed and said: "This scholar is too careless, he can write such a simple word wrong."
"No." Gu Buquan said, "As far as I know, because Wang Zesheng's father's name has a word Ru, he added Caotou to avoid his father's taboo. Ru word."
Regarding this statement, some scholars have also confirmed that they have heard Wang Mashi mention it with their own ears.
Taboo is not a new thing in the first place, and many scholars have the habit of changing their characters in order to show their filial piety.
The scholar said: "In fact, it's not difficult to distinguish. Mrs. Wang Ma is just outside the tea house. Please invite her in to ask her to understand, and compare the letters with her."
Gu Buquan was also a little excited, he didn't find Chen Chuzhi, if he could help Wang Ma to find her husband, it would be a great thing, and it would save her from living on the streets every day, asking about her husband's whereabouts, which would make people feel uncomfortable.
General Rong patted his thigh: "That's right, I have invited her here to ask for clarification. If it's not Wang Zesheng, I'll let it go. If so, ask someone to send her to his office so that he can teach him to reunite with his wife."
"This..." Master Shen was still hesitating, seeing Wang Shangshu frowning, he could only say, "Well, good. Please invite Wang Mashi in."
Cha Xiaoer had to rush out in a hurry, but Wang Mashi was not in front of the door, so he found Wang Mashi's "residence" in the corner, and saw her sleeping with her body wrapped in a straw mat.
"Did you rest so early today?" Cha Xiaoer was a little surprised, and shouted at Wang Mashi, "Sister-in-law, the owner is here to invite you."
Wang Mashi is still awake.
Cha Xiaoer yelled a few more times, but there was still no movement, he was a little annoyed, stretched out his hand to pull, Wang Mashi rolled out from the straw mat, and lay face down.
He tremblingly touched his hands, and was so startled that he took a few steps back and fell to the ground.
"Dead, dead, she is dead."
Happy Holidays, Gagen.
(End of this chapter)
You'll Also Like
-
The original god's plan to defeat the gods is revealed, starting with the God of Fire saving th
Chapter 117 17 hours ago -
The end of the world: My refuge becomes a land of women
Chapter 430 17 hours ago -
Return to Immortality: One point investment, a billion times critical hit!
Chapter 120 17 hours ago -
Steel, Guns, and the Industrial Party that Traveled to Another World
Chapter 764 1 days ago -
The Journey Against Time, I am the King of Scrolls in a Hundred Times Space
Chapter 141 2 days ago -
Start by getting the cornucopia
Chapter 112 2 days ago -
Fantasy: One hundred billion clones are on AFK, I am invincible
Chapter 385 2 days ago -
American comics: I can extract animation abilities
Chapter 162 2 days ago -
Swallowed Star: Wish Fulfillment System.
Chapter 925 2 days ago -
Cultivation begins with separation
Chapter 274 2 days ago