The dark-bellied prime minister's cute wife

Chapter 222 Yan Xiang Sells Calligraphy and Painting

Yan Ke walked a very long way with his calligraphy and painting in his arms, and then stopped in a corner with no one there, unexpectedly!At the beginning, he took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and put them on the table. He wrote slowly while holding a book in his hand. He was very serious, but the remote place he picked attracted people's attention. A lot of miss everyone sent.

"Mr. Yan, please write a poem for the little girl. This is a tael of silver." She handed the silver to Yan Ke with a shy face.

Yan Ke was expressionless: "He Shi, I hope the girl will make it clear."

"Why don't you just write...the mountains have trees, and the trees have branches, and the heart is full of joy, but you don't know." In the corner, squatting in the corner, staring at those coquettish women, he said silently in his heart, "I don't know if you are dear, sir, you are shameless!"
Yan Ke paused, and the beauty behind the girl also began to boo: "Oh, why are you so delicate, if you want me to tell you, I'll ask Mr. Yan to write it directly for me, the beauty is very much in my heart."

"You're not the one to shame..."

"Hate……"

A group of women chattered in front of Yan Ke's booth. Yan Ke put down his pen and looked down at his book, completely ignoring these noisy women.

Tian Lanshan was very angry, and grabbed a person, that person was squatting beside Tian Lanshan, his body smelled bad, and his dirty face was showing some shock, he said uneasily: "I Me, I, although I am a beggar, I also have a backbone. I will never accept a broken sleeve!!"

Tian Wanshan: "..."

After digging for a long time, she took out three Wen coins and slapped them in the beggar's hand: "Go, please...that Mr. Yan to write a poem for your name, and after mentioning it, the three Wen coins are yours." Yes, and besides, you give the remaining eight coins to Mr. Yan. Remember, you just say that you went by yourself, not that I instructed you, understand?"

"Okay, okay, I have money to talk about. I thought you were interested in me and wanted to cut off your sleeves. You scared me to death." The beggar patted his chest, stood up and realized that the beggar was a little tall. But the person is also as thin as a bamboo pole, she probably hasn't eaten enough, she silently thought in her heart, if she can achieve great things in the future, she will definitely not let these people go hungry!

As soon as the beggar came to the booth, a group of women dispersed in an instant, twisting their noses and looking at him: "Hey, isn't this a beggar from South Street? What? With your appearance, you still want Mr. Yan to give you a A word? I’ll give you a tael of silver, so get out of here.”

"That's right, Mr. Yan is such an elegant and elegant person, how can you compare with him..."

This group of girls responded one after another, and Tian Lanshan felt complacent when she heard that, that's right, her family's Prime Minister is an elegant and elegant person!

"This... This is eight coins, you, please write a poem for my name." He slapped eight coins on Yan Ke's desk, Yan Ke looked at his dirty hands, and The eight clean copper coins said lightly: "What is the name of the son?"

"Ah???" The beggar was stunned for a moment, and there was still a sign?What is the word table?

"This...chun...chunhua." For a moment he thought of a little beggar who was often bullied in the southern city, so he reported one.

Yan Ke: "..."

He picked up a pen and wrote on it.Everyone just looked at Yan Ke's dignified and rigorous mentioning of the words, and they only thought it was pleasing to the eye, and the writing was like a house with beams, and it was quite successful.

He took the word and ran back in a hurry, Tian Lanshan took a look, his face was a little distorted, this is not a piece of shit, it is clearly a poem!

What is the content of the poem?It's the Spring Festival Gala, when the flowers fall and the green grass is left, the night is cool and the moon is accompanied by the phoenix trees, the forehead follows the geese and the city is at dusk, and the rain reflects the sparse curtains and embroidered pavilions.

What is this!
"You, you go again, and ask Xiangye to write more for you, and you say that you wrote it to give to a friend." Tian Lanshan took out all the money in the bag, stuffed it into the beggar, and hid in the Observe in the dark.

The beggar had no choice but to take the bag of silver and ran away again. Yan Ke was looking after it. Those women dared to stretch their hands on the face of the prime minister, shameless!She hasn't touched it today! ! !

"Why are you here again? It's endless, isn't it? For your eight cents, Mr. Yan is willing to mention the words for you because you are pitiful, why are you so ignorant..."

"I... I have money, and my friend wants to ask for some more, Mr. Yan, please." He pushed a small half of the money to Yan Ke. Anyway, the young master didn't seem to know how to count money. People, if you can cheat a little bit, that's a little bit.

Yan Kedan said: "What is the sign?"

"Ah, Spring Donkey."

Yan Ke glanced at him quietly: "How many people are there?"

"Five...no, eight...ten, ten people." He pinched his fingers and counted for a long time, and finally saw Tian Lanshan in the dark open his hands, and hurriedly reported ten.

Yan Ke held the pen and asked lightly, "Words?"

"Ten?" He looked at the corner with some embarrassment, Yan Ke followed his line of sight, but found that there was nothing in the corner.

Fortunately, Tian Lanshan hid quickly, and then saw the beggar standing there, and said loudly: "Pockmarked, silly hat, dog leftover, Zhuangzhu, Tiezhu, Wangcai, Facai, broad beans, flower rolls..." He was confused. After reading a lot, Yan Ke suddenly started to close the stall. The beggar looked at him in surprise: "Oh, Mr. Yan, why are you leaving?"

"This painting is for you." He handed a hair painting with magnolia flowers to the beggar, turned around and left without accepting the money.

A group of women also had a quarrel and parted ways. After they left, the beggar turned around and held the painting, a little puzzled. Tian Lanshan looked at the painting. With the words "Happy", she threw the painting on the ground in a fit of anger: "One difference and two widths! Who wants to separate one and two widths from you! Ah!! I am so angry."

The beggar couldn't look at the sky that was running wild, and his eyes averted a little: "My lord, are you... all right?"

"It's okay!" Tian Lanshan picked up the painting again, and ran towards the direction Yan Ke left.

Yan Ke bought a steamed stuffed bun with the three Wen, and the man liked his paintings, so he gave him some more. Tian Lanshan hated the man who gave Yan Ke's paintings to a few steamed buns with hatred!This is Xiangye's. How much is it worth for Xiangye to paint it so hard?

Yan Ke ate two buns, wrapped up the rest, walked back with the pile of paintings in his arms, Tian Lanshan followed secretly, and found that Yan Ke had gone to another place to continue doing business, and Tian Lanshan hid in the In the dark, staring at the group of women showing off their charms in front of the booth, really! !

It is also true that someone fell in love with Yan Ke's paintings and came to him, but Yan Ke didn't accept much money, and the man wanted to give Yan Ke more, so Yan Ke took the things and left.

This time Tian Lanshan followed him back home secretly. She hid outside, staring at the woman who came out to meet Yan Ke, her heart sank to the bottom of the valley. There was a gentle light in the corner, and the woman's faint smile could be seen through the setting sun. The setting sun reflected on her face, revealing a bit of shyness. She was wearing coarse linen, but some people's beauty Even coarse linen clothes can't resist it, she looks a bit like the aunt in Jin Yong's book, not exactly like that, but her temperament is somewhat similar.

She reached out to take the painting in Yan Ke's hand, chatting and laughing with Yan Ke: "I came back early today, how is the business?"

"It's enough to make enough food to eat." Yan Ke's voice was faint, and it came from the wind.

He handed the buns to the girl, and said indifferently, "Your favorite buns."

She held the bun with eyes full of happiness, grinning so much that her mouth almost reached the back of her head, Tian Lanshan's eyes were red, she stood in place, unable to move her feet, and could only watch helplessly at the door with the plaque with the word "medicine" on it. Closed slowly, Yan Kefa and the woman of unknown origin were also cut off.

She was so angry that she hugged a stone on the ground and went to smash the door. Unexpectedly, it was too heavy. She smashed her foot, and immediately burst into tears holding her foot in pain.

It turned out that Master Xiang really didn't like her, and he really didn't want her.

He would rather sell calligraphy and paintings here every day to make money to buy that person her favorite buns than stay with her in Jinling City.

For Yu Yanke, is Dadi really because of her identity?It was just a couple's gift before, but looking back, she was the only one who took it seriously.

She felt a little lost and endured the pain and walked back step by step. The mood she once wanted to see Yan Ke urgently, at this moment, finally turned into innocence and fear. She turned around and ran towards the Yamen with big strides. She was smashed on the bed, and she didn't care about the severe pain. She ran into the yamen and knocked on the door heavily. The person who came to open the door saw that it was her, and was a little annoyed: "Why is it you again! Go away, here Is this where you should be?"

"I'm the new county magistrate!" Tian Lanshan was upright, and the yamen servants laughed: "Just you? You don't go to the Xiangjiang River to look like you, and you return the county magistrate like this? The county magistrate came to Jinling Yes, how could it be that you are in such a dilapidated state? Besides, you came to Jinling to cross Nanyang Mountain. Those bandits are not easy to deal with. It is hard to say whether your lord can get here safely, and you dare to speak out. Said that you are sent by the magistrate of the county, young master, this is a man, it is better to show some face."

Tian Lanshan was a little annoyed, pushed those people away, and shouted at them: "Where is Dianshi! Tell him to come out! Come out!"

"Oh, let me tell you, don't toast and don't eat the fine wine..."

Tian Lanshan pushed the person who came up to arrest her away, and strode into the dirty county office that was too late to clean up. There were still piles of firewood and straw in the county office. With a few coffins.

Tian Lanshan was grabbed by two people, she glared at the group of people, gnashing her teeth: "Grandma is in a bad mood, don't mess with me!"

"Yo, I can't tell, you, a big man, can still call yourself aunt?"

"That's right, I think this person's origin is unknown, so it's definitely not a good thing. Let's report to Dian Shi. If it's someone from Heifengzhai, Dian Shi should make preparations in advance, right?"

Tian Lanshan kept struggling: "What do you mean! I am the county magistrate, what are you doing, are you trying to rebel!"

"Rebellion? Let me tell you, if Mr. Dianshi hadn't negotiated with the bandits in the mountain for many times these years, our Nanyang County would have become a den of bandits. Do you still want to live a good life? Pooh!"

(End of this chapter)