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After Jin Zi finished his dinner, he ordered Xiao Xiao to fetch pens and ink for him.

Xiaoxiao was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why the lady wanted pen and ink.For more than ten years, the lady has been ill, has never studied ethnology, and has never written with a pen. Why did she suddenly propose to use pen and ink now?

Seeing that Jin Zi had deserted with a smile, he couldn't help frowning and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Miss, you never write, so we don't have pens, inks, papers and inkstones in Qingfengyuan!" Xiaoxiao shrugged.

Jin Zizuo suddenly realized, patted his forehead and said, "I'm going to buy another set someday! Where do I go to find a set now?"

"My lady, what do you want pen and ink for?" Zhuang's mother stepped forward, handed Jin Zi a cup of freshly brewed tea and asked with a smile.

Jin Jin took the teacup, took a sip, and before she could explain, she heard Zhuang's mother say: "The old servant has a set here. It was used when Madam was there. At that time, many things were buried. I can't bear it, keep it by my side as a thought!"

This lady, of course, refers to Jin Yingluo's biological mother, Mrs. Liu.

A gleam of joy flashed in Jin Zi's eyes, and he hurriedly urged Zhuang's mother to find out the pen and ink.

It's rare to see a lady so nervous, Zhuang's mother thought she was missing her dead mother, so she hurriedly comforted her a few words, then retreated to look for the inkstone and wolf hair left by Mrs. Liu.

Even though more than ten years have passed, that Fang Mo has been well-maintained. After taking it over, Jin Zi knew that it was extremely precious and fine ink.In modern times, Jin Zi's father also liked to collect inkstones, so Jin Zi knew a little about it.

The rice paper is slightly yellowed due to the long time of storage, but it has not been damp, which shows that Zhuang's mother loves it very much.

Jin Zi couldn't wait to use a cutter to cut it into handkerchief size, smiled and sorted out the small rice papers that Jin Zi had cut one by one, stacked them neatly, and asked puzzledly: "Madam, do you want to practice big characters?"

Jin Zi had black hair when he heard the words. His father forced him to learn big characters when he was a child. At that time, his father was quite proud to show his friends the calligraphy of his eight-year-old baby daughter.The elegant lowercase script is a piece of cake for Jin Jin!

Jin Zi raised his eyes, booed Xiao Xiao, rolled up his cuffs, and started to grind ink.

Mrs. Liu is a lady from a wealthy family, so it is easy to know how to read and write, and the brushes she uses are also available in all thicknesses.

Jin Zi picked out a thin one, dipped it in ink, and traced it intently on the paper handkerchief.

In a short while, I have already drawn a lot of patterns. I smiled and opened my mouth wide in surprise, and picked up the pattern that the ink was not yet dry to observe carefully.

Is this a daisy?Why is it so similar, if it is dyed with color, it will look like the real thing...

And what kind of flower is this one with the buds in it?Why haven't you seen it?Are there such beautiful flowers in this world?

Xiaoxiao really wanted to ask, but when she saw that the lady was concentrating on drawing, she didn't dare to disturb her, and swallowed all her questions in her stomach.

Jin Zi put down the pen after tracing more than ten sheets, picked up the pattern he had just drawn, looked at it carefully, and nodded in satisfaction.If there is paint, the visual effect will be better after finishing the coloring.It's just that this Qingfengyuan is really poor and barren, even the pens and inks are left by Mrs. Liu, not to mention the beautiful paints.

"Lady, what are you doing with these patterns? But they are really beautiful. Xiaoxiao didn't know that lady can paint!" Xiaoxiao finally seized the opportunity to speak out. She has always been outspoken. internal injury.

Jin Zi glanced at it and smiled, the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, the crescent-like arc was indescribably graceful, and he replied lightly: "My lady, I want to be the strongest backing for you and Mom Zhuang, so we have to rise up, To be self-improving, the first thing to solve is to learn to make money by yourself, don't stretch your hands and look at other people's eyes!"

"Make money by yourself? Um... you want to sell paintings, lady?" Xiaoxiao was a little surprised.

Jin Jin smiled mysteriously, and replied, "Selling paintings? That's fine, anyway, you'll know when the time comes, so keep it secret!"

The lady's mysterious way to make money?this one?

Xiaoxiao muttered to himself, and put away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the round table.

Jin Jin had been running outside for a day, and was a little tired at the moment, so he asked Xiaoxiao to go back to rest early after packing up, and then he got up and walked to the inner room.

Lying on the bed, Jin Zi pondered in his mind how to impress the shopkeeper of Yu Xiu Zhuang and let him buy the patterns he designed.If possible, maybe they can cooperate for a long time, let's make money together!

Thinking about it, his eyelids were covered heavily, and the beautiful blueprint half drawn in Jin Zi's mind gradually became blurred, he ignored it, and fell asleep directly.

******

Besides, Chen Yixue in that compartment never fell asleep in the compartment at all.

After the master and servant of Jin Zi got out of the car, he quietly opened a pair of pupils that were as dark as midnight, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and said in a barely audible voice: "You really are a rude girl!"

As soon as the words fell, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the white paper on the table.

The slender fingers twisted it, and there were eleven flamboyant cursive scripts written on the snow-white piece of paper. Those who couldn't read it would definitely think it was a ghostly talisman.

"See you, don't bother me. Thank you! I owe you a favor!" Chen Yixue's thin lips overflowed with eleven words, and then he laughed loudly.

Ye Tian was driving a carriage outside, and when he heard the hearty laughter of his lord who hadn't heard it for a long time, he couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, dragging the reins with both hands, and the carriage galloped fast on the way back to Chenzhuang.They actually live near the West Lake, they only need to turn out of Qianmo and turn into another intersection, and then walk a short distance to arrive. This time, they traveled more than half of Taoyuan County to send Mr. Jinlang back to his residence.

The night became darker, and Ye Tian saw a woman standing in front of Zhuangzi's gate from a distance, waiting eagerly.

He turned his head to the gentleman in the carriage and said, "Yu Niang is waiting for you at the door!"

There was a faint hum in the carriage, which was regarded as an answer.

The carriage stopped firmly in front of the door.

Yuniang, the head lady of the village, and Mr. Chen Lang's wet nurse.

She was wearing a blue cross-collar short jacket, a scarlet pleated horse-face skirt, and a silver hairpin on a simple round bun, looking smart and capable.

Yu Niang walked down the stone steps, stood beside the carriage and said with a smile, "Lang Jun is a bit late today!"

The bamboo curtain moved slightly, and Chen Yixue gracefully jumped down from the carriage, and said calmly, "If I fall asleep, I will return late!"

Yu Niang nodded, followed Chen Yixue into the Zhuangzi, glanced sideways at Mr. Lang, and asked, "The meal is ready. Do you want to eat first or take a bath first?"

"Taking a bath!" Chen Yixue strode ahead, leaving only one sentence.

Yu Niang responded, then turned around and went to the yard and told the girls to go get ready.

There is a faint mist in the bathhouse, and a scent of honeysuckle permeates the air.

Chen Yixue leaned against the pool with his eyes closed. Yellow gold and silver petals floated on the surface of the pool. The clear water overflowed his chest. Under the illumination of clusters of candlelight, he could vaguely see his strong chest hidden in the water. It was like a flawless work of art, against his incomparably handsome face, I felt that everything was impeccable, it was a masterpiece of God!

A little girl came in on tiptoe, with her head lowered, her fair face flushed red, her eyes drooping and she took small steps to put the tray with clothes in her hand on the side of the sink, and gently picked up the black Confucian clothes that she had changed on the side, ready to back out.

"and many more!"

The cold voice made the little girl shiver uncontrollably, she stood stiffly on the spot, and timidly asked: "Your Majesty... what are your orders?"

"Put down your clothes!" The voice was still indifferent.

The little girl didn't dare to disobey, she turned around and sent the clothes back, and hurriedly backed out.

After soaking for a while, Chen Yixue walked out of the pool, took a cotton handkerchief beside him to wipe off the crystal water droplets flowing from his body, and changed into a clean white plain robe.

His black eyes fell on the previous clothes, he squatted down, took out a white paper printed with ink from his sleeve pocket, put it in his arms, put on the clogs, turned around and walked out of the bathhouse.

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