Lady Wan Guan

Chapter 8 Venomous Tongue Qilang
Wu Niang bought a lot of jewelry and customized some velvet flowers, and agreed to pick them up in five days.

When Song Yu saw that the carriage hadn't returned yet, there happened to be a pen and ink shop across the street, so he took Wu Niang in to take a look.

"Hey...Mr. Song, what do you want to buy? Do you want to take a look at the newly arrived Duan inkstones and Hu brushes?" The shopkeeper smiled so hard that he didn't even notice, and asked enthusiastically.

"Whether it's pen, ink, paper or inkstone, bring out the best." Wuniang was full of posture and arrogant.

The shopkeeper's smile blossomed: "Yes."

The big deal is coming.

The shopkeeper took out two inkstones from the cabinet: "Authentic Duan inkstone, look at the texture, it is as dense, solid and gentle as jade, and look at the heart of the inkstone..."

The shopkeeper pressed the heart of the inkstone with his hand, and it turned into a deep blue and dark green color for a moment.

"And this pine and bamboo, the carvings by famous artists are so ingenious..."

Song Yu was very moved. He used to use Duan Inkstone, which was used by his father. He continued to use it for more than ten years. It was no longer old and it was time to replace it with a new one.

"How much?"

"The stuff is definitely good, and the price is not cheap. There are only these two, 50 taels per side."

Song Yu gasped, it was too expensive.

Wuniang said: "Let's just have this cloudy pine tree. Let's look at something else. Where's Hubi?"

Song Yu didn't object, Wu Niang knew his preferences.

The shopkeeper took out a complete set of Hu brushes, including sheep hair, wolf hair, purple hair, large regular script, medium regular script, small regular script and inch regular script, all available.

Wu Niang saw that her brother still wanted to choose carefully, so she said, "I'll take all of this."

It feels so good to not have to spend your own money to buy random things.

"Okay! I'll wrap it up for you. Do you want anything else?"

Song Yu said: "No, that's all."

"That's 81 taels in total. I'll round it up for you, 80 taels."

"Record it to Jiang Ji Silk Shop's account."

"This..." The shopkeeper didn't expect that they wouldn't give cash and would have to keep accounts.

"Mr. Song, our store never does credit."

Wu Niang frowned: "Jiangji Silk and Satin Shop belongs to my sister-in-law. They have such a big business, why are you afraid of losing yours?"

clap clap clap...

Someone touches the palm.

Song Yu looked back and saw Chen Pingzhang, his classmate.

The Chen family is very low-key in Jiangcheng, but no one dares to be disrespectful to the Chen family, because Chen Pingzhang's uncle Chen Jianghe was the minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs of the current dynasty, and his great-grandfather once served as the emperor's teacher.

Accompanying him was a handsome young master, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe made of expensive warp and weft intertwined cloud brocade with dark patterns. He had a handsome and cold face, a long body, and extraordinary equipment.

Chen Pingzhang sneered and said: "Mr. Song, you still need credit for a mere 80 taels? Didn't you marry the daughter of a wealthy businessman? What's wrong? Don't your wives give me money?"

Song Yu's face turned blue and white. He wanted to retaliate but was afraid of offending Chen Pingzhang. The Chen family had helped his father to be transferred from the distant Ningchuan to Xuancheng, but he really hated Chen Pingzhang's venomous tongue.

Song Yu tugged on Wu Niang's sleeves, hoping that Wu Niang would help her say something in return.

Unexpectedly, Wu Niang stared blankly at the young master. Song Yu even pulled his sleeves twice, but she didn't respond.

Song Yu was very angry and embarrassed, but couldn't vent his anger, so he said angrily: "I don't want to buy it, let's go."

He forced Wu Niang out of the pen and ink studio.

Watching the Song brothers and sisters leave, Ji Yunchen raised his eyebrows: "Who is he?"

Chen Pingzhang snorted: "Song Yu, the eldest son of Song Zhaoli, a co-president of Xuancheng, married a girl from the Jiang family, the richest businessman in Ningchuan. It doesn't matter that he marries the daughter of a rich businessman. The key is that he and his cousin, Madam Xu, are childhood sweethearts. Both families must be engaged. He suddenly turned around and married someone else. The most disgusting thing is that he is already married and is often entangled with Madam Xu."

Ji Yunchen teased: "Could it be that Lady Xu, Pingzhang Xinyue?"

Chen Pingzhang was not embarrassed when he was told that he was thinking about it. His expression was magnanimous: "It's all in the past."

What's good about Song Yu?Doesn't it just look better?
On the outside, gold and jade are ruined, but on the inside, he is not professional in his emotions, he is too ambitious, he follows the wind, bullies the weak and fears the strong... He is a rotten person at his core.The shopkeeper was about to put away the inkstone when Chen Pingzhang took it and played with it over and over again, unable to put it down.

"This Fang Duan Inkstone is good."

Ji Yunchen took a look and said: "The texture is moist and delicate, it should be taken from the Duanxi area."

The shopkeeper gave a thumbs up: "This gentleman is very knowledgeable. This Fang Duan Inkstone is the best inkstone I have gotten since the shop opened."

Chen Pingzhang waved his hand: "I bought it."

I am going to the capital next month, so this inkstone is the most suitable gift for my second uncle.

Fortunately, he arrived in time, otherwise this good thing would have been bought by Song Yu.

Song Yu took Wu Niang out of the pen and ink studio and scolded: "You, a young lady, stare at people so straightly that your eyes almost stick to their faces. Are you ashamed?"

Wu Niang pursed her lips and denied her brother's accusation: "I just looked at him because I was unfamiliar with him and looked at him twice. He is not what you think."

The handsome and handsome face lingered in my mind.

I have never seen a more handsome man than him in Jiangcheng.

She always thought that her brother was very handsome, but when compared with that man, he was inferior.

If her fiancé was so handsome, she would wake up laughing in her dreams.

"You yourself are angry with Chen Qilang. Why are you taking it out on me? If you can, choke back." Wuniang turned around and led an army.

Song Yu quibbled: "I see that his second uncle has helped my father, so I can't argue with him."

"Forget it, you're just afraid of him."

"Am I afraid of him?" Song Yu laughed angrily.

Yes, he was afraid of Chen Pingzhang. Who gave his surname Chen?Without the blessing of this surname, Chen Pingzhang would be nothing.

Chen Pingzhang's knowledge is not as good as his.

A gentleman does not fight for the advantage of a short period of time.

In the coming year, I will use Mr. Hong Shan's paintings to pave the way. With his talent, as long as he can get the support of Grand Master Zhao, he will definitely become famous in the capital.

That was when he felt proud.

Wu Niang saw that his face was livid, so she stopped hitting him.Now her heart is filled with that handsome and outrageous husband.

That person was able to come in and out together with Chen Pingzhang, so his status should not be low, and that person had an aura of nobility. He stood there without saying a word, naturally exuding invisible pressure.

"Brother, do you think the Chen family will be invited to my mother's birthday party?"

"I don't know." Song Yu said in a bad tone.

He wouldn't invite Chen Pingzhang anyway.

While talking, the carriage arrived.

Song Yuhei asked the coachman with a stern face: "What's going on? Are you here so late?"

The coachman was trembling: "Going back to Langjun, something happened on the way back and I was delayed for a while."

Song Yu's heart skipped a beat: "What accident?"

"Two people suddenly jumped out on the road and almost bumped into each other. Fortunately, the lady was not seriously injured, except for a slight knock on her head."

Song Yu was depressed, why not kill him?
That would save trouble.

Wu Niang pushed the jewelry box in Song Yu's arms and said, "Brother, you go home first, and I'll go to Sister A Yin's."

Sister A Yin is the most well-informed. Maybe Sister A Yin knows the origin of that person.

"Didn't I just go there yesterday? Why go again?"

Wu Niang said: "Don't worry about it."

Song Yu shook his head and sighed: He is about to get married, but he still wants to get married.

(End of this chapter)