Yipin Tang

Chapter 587

Seeing the woman explain to him the origin of the monkey swinging the golden stick in the Spring Festival couplets, Wang Xiang smiled slightly and said: "This little...Young master is really smart."

The woman heard that Wang Xiang was praising herself, she smiled and said, "I just happened to read the book "Journey to the West" written by Lord Hou."

But he secretly muttered in his heart: Bingxue is smart, this word is new, is he praising me as holy, noble, smart and smart like Bingxue?But why does it sound like it's about women?
The word Bingxue smart comes from a poem by Du Fu, and Du Fu was not yet born at this time, so this word was first invented by Wang Xiang. Anyway, there are too many things he "invented". As the saying goes, there are too many lice. Itchy, don't worry if you have too much debt.

"Master Hou is indeed unparalleled in literary talent, and every pair of Spring Festival couplets he made is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation." Seeing that Wang Xiang was in good spirits, the owner of the stall offered a flattery and tentatively said: "I wonder if I can ask Master Hou to give me calligraphy, my little one. When people go back, they must be enshrined as a family heirloom."

I'll go, you kid still have to make progress, you have already made a lot of money by making a pair of Spring Festival couplets for you, and you even asked me to give you calligraphy.

In fact, it is a very face-saving thing for someone to ask himself to give calligraphy. It is a pity that Wang Xiang knows his own level, so it is no problem to steal a few poems and steal a few couplets. Learning to write brush characters has not been a master yet. It is too embarrassing to fail to write in front of so many people, especially with a beautiful woman who obviously has a little admiration for him. Naturally, Wang Xiang does not want to make a fool of himself.

"Hey, let's forget about the matter of giving Mobao, I still have things to go first, you guys go on, you go on."

After speaking, he smiled slightly at the woman disguised as a man, turned her head, squeezed out of the crowd, and ran away with a gift box.

Seeing Wang Xiang running away suddenly, the owner of the stall sighed secretly. The calligraphy bestowed by Master Hou is gone. What a pity, the ghost will take it home and enshrine it as a family heirloom. Someone must be willing to pay a high price for this thing.

"Everyone, everyone, New Year's couplets are going to be posted in the New Year. Lord Hou just made a new pair of couplets. If anyone wants to buy one, they can pre-order it. It costs ten pennies a pair, and only ten pennies a piece!"

Hearing the faint yelling from the owner of the stall behind him, Wang Xiang staggered and almost fell over. The pair of Spring Festival couplets he had just made was being used to make money, and he returned ten pennies for each...

The woman didn't join the crowd to pre-order the Spring Festival couplets. Her calligraphy was much better than those on the couplets sold by the stall owner. Besides, she also had a grandfather who was a great Confucianist and calligrapher. When it comes to calligraphy, the entire Tang Dynasty Few people can match her grandfather.

"Miss, what is the urgent matter of Marquis Jiayuan, why did you leave without even giving the letter?"

After leaving the crowd, the little maid finally didn't have to call her young lady a son. The woman chuckled lightly and said, "There is nothing urgent about him. The literary talent of the Marquis of Jiayuan is indeed not comparable to that of ordinary people, but the calligraphy of the Marquis of Jiayuan is just... "

Speaking of this, the corner of the woman's eyes rolled and she couldn't help chuckling.

"What happened to Marquis Jiayuan's calligraphy?" the little maid asked curiously.

The woman pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "I heard from my grandfather that Marquis Jiayuan studied calligraphy with Princess Jinyang in the palace."

"Ah!" The little maid said in surprise, "Isn't Princess Jinyang just..."

"That's right, Princess Jinyang is only seven years old after the new year, and Marquis Jiayuan wants to learn calligraphy from Princess Jinyang, so there is no rush for him, he is running away. I didn't expect to go out today not only to hear a new Spring Festival couplet, I also saw the appearance of the Marquis of Jiayuan running away, it can be regarded as..."

"Miss, miss, I found you!"

Before the woman could finish speaking, she was interrupted by an eager voice. She looked back and said strangely, "Lu'er, why are you here?"

The one who ran over was also a young maid who heard the woman's question out of breath and said: "Miss, sir...something happened to master, my lord asked me to..."

"What! What happened to my grandfather?" The indifference on the woman's face disappeared instantly, and she grabbed the little maid nervously.

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Wang Xiang escaped from the stall selling Spring Festival couplets and walked towards Lao Cheng's mansion. Apart from Lao Cheng's mansion, he had several other mansions that had to go to pay New Year's greetings one by one, but Lao Cheng's mansion must be the first to go, otherwise It must be said by him.

When he arrived at the gate of Lu Guogong's mansion, Wang Xiang felt a burst of emotion when he saw the carriage slipping outside. Every year, the old Cheng's mansion was full of traffic and people came and went.

But this year's Hou Mansion is not bad. When Wang Xiang went out, many people came to visit. Because Wang Xiang was going out to pay New Year's greetings to Lao Cheng and others, that's why he didn't hold a banquet in the mansion.

Cheng Chuliang was sent by the old Cheng to welcome guests at the door as in previous years. Many of the people who came to visit were big men from the court. It would be too arrogant to let the servants of the mansion greet the guests, so the poor Cheng Chuliang celebrated the New Year Those who can't eat and drink with everyone have to obediently stand at the door to greet guests.

Cheng Chuliang's eyes lit up when he saw Wang Xiang coming, and he ran forward happily and said, "Zixin, you've come."

She looked like a boudoir resentful woman waiting for her husband to return, Wang Xiang trembled when she saw it.

"Brother Chu Liang, we are so familiar, so don't be so enthusiastic."

"Brother, I've been looking forward to you for a long time, I really want to be my brother."

Wang Xiang slanted his eyebrows, and thought to himself: No way, your boy lived in my house the day before yesterday, why does it seem like he hasn't seen me for many years.

"Let's go, Zixin quickly follow me in." Cheng Chuliang couldn't help but pull Wang Xiang to walk in. While walking, he turned his head and told the housekeeper who was standing at the door to welcome the guests, "I'll take Zixin in, so you welcome the guests well."

Well, Wang Xiang has already reflected why Cheng Chuliang is so enthusiastic. It turned out that he regarded himself as a savior, and it was the same way last year. After he came, this guy could take the opportunity and not have to greet guests at the door.

Sure enough, this guy excitedly dragged Wang Xiang towards the table where Old Cheng was, and said loudly, "Father, Zixin is here!"

This voice immediately attracted everyone's attention. Seeing everyone looking this way, Wang Xiang covered his forehead, really wanting to say that he didn't know this guy.

Cheng Chuliang didn't feel embarrassed at all, he directly dragged Wang Xiang to Lao Cheng to claim his credit, "Father, I brought Zixin here."

I'll go, I'm here to pay New Year's greetings, why do you say that from your mouth like arresting a prisoner?

However, Wang Xiang still bowed respectfully to the old Cheng and said, "Boy, I wish Uncle Cheng a New Year greeting. I wish Uncle Cheng all the best and always smile."

After hearing this, Old Cheng laughed: "Okay, Zixin's words always make people feel happy. Come, sit next to Uncle Cheng."

(End of this chapter)