The next day, after washing up, after breakfast, I continued to get on the carriage and talked some gossip along the way.

At this time, Ye Junsheng was more respectful to Huang Chaozhi: he would rather bear the pressure than blame his friends. This is rare; not to mention that Master Mu had a high price of 60 trump cards, Huang Chaozhi could still keep his copybook and resolutely not sell it for profit. It is also a rare character.

Of course, if he is shaken and sells the characters, he will only suffer. You should know which characters are a magic tool that is difficult to buy even if you have money. If you look at them from time to time, you can calm your mind and calm your mind; if you hang them at home, you can also ward off evil spirits and drive away charms. For ordinary people, they can be regarded as something heirlooms.

After that, the journey was smooth and nothing happened. He entered Jizhou City safely. Huang Chaozhi went straight back to the academy, while Ye Junsheng first went back to the Dushuzheba and saw Ye Junmei sitting alone inside, placing the soles of his shoes.

"Brother, you finally arrived!"

Ye Junmei stood up happily.

Ye Junsheng smiled and said, "I delayed for a while at Chaozhi's house."

Ye Junmei said oh and asked, "Are you hungry? I'll go and have a bowl of noodles for you to eat."

Ye Junsheng shook his head: "I went to the city after eating... Miss Jiang returned to the academy?"

Ye Junmei said, "No, I'm practicing guns in the backyard."

Ye Junsheng walked to the backyard and heard a delicate shout and the sound of the gun waving from afar. Turning over the small door, he saw a strong figure dancing in the backyard, with a red tassel gun in his hand, picking and teasing, opening and closing. If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe that the person who used the gun was actually a delicate woman.

"Hello Mr. Ye."

Age, the little girl who was waiting aside, said hello obediently.

Jiang Jing'er also discovered that Ye Junsheng had arrived. He shook his spear, swayed a gun-receiving style, and then stood firm. After some practice, the girl was sweating all over. A few strands of bangs were wet with sweat and stuck to her smooth forehead.

Having said that, Jiang Jing'er, who has been in her twenties for ten years, is no longer a girl. Her body is like a mature peach, exuding a proud charm.

He was wearing a strong outfit, but without deliberately closing it, and he just put out his almost perfect figure, with the front and the back being curled up. It was exquisite and unique, and very plump. With the men's outfit, it added a bit of temptation.

Ye Junsheng's eyes couldn't help but stagnate.

Miss Jiang did not dodge, but instead deliberately straightened her chest.

This thrust made Ye Daxiu cough immediately - would he say there was phlegm in his throat? Sure enough.

"Ye...Ye Junsheng, come on, I will compete with you!"

This sentence happened to be heard by Ye Junmei who came here, and hurriedly said, "Sister Jing'er. Brother is a scholar."

Jiang Jing'er said, "Junmei, your brother's martial arts are very good."

When Ye Junmei heard this, she stared at her brother with great interest: In fact, from some things she had experienced before, she had already vaguely felt that Ye Junsheng was extraordinary. She just didn't ask.

Because I felt it was unnecessary at that time, but now...

Ye Junsheng smiled: "I know a little martial arts."

After getting the clear answer, Ye Junmei immediately clapped and cheered: Whose girl doesn’t want to have a heroic brother who is both civil and military?

I have an older brother here. Who dares to bully this girl!

Jiang Jing'er muttered, "I've seen it with my own eyes, but can I not admit it?" After a pause, he threw a provocative look at Ye Junsheng: "How is it? Mr. Ye, let me give me some advice?"

Speaking of this, I have already used a tone of the world.

Ye Junsheng scratched his head: "It's so embarrassing to not be close to men and women."

Jiang Jing'er suddenly raised her eyebrows: "What is the difference between men and women in the martial arts field?"

At this time, Ye Junmei was also afraid that the world would be calm and shouted: "Brother, you can compare with Sister Jing'er to see who is more powerful?"

Ye Junsheng smiled and said, "Okay."

As he said that, he walked over with big strides, but he was empty-handed.

Ye Junmei was still a little worried and shouted, "Sister Jing'er..."

Jiang Jing'er knew that she meant it was nothing more than being careful not to stab Ye Junsheng. The problem was that even if she tried her best, Ye Junsheng would probably not be dealt with with one hand. She didn't say anything at the moment. She waved her figure, and the shaking arc on her chest was more confusing than the red tassel on the spearhead. She stabbed her spear and thrust her head straight into Ye Junsheng's chest.

Ye Junmei, who saw the fierce gun, couldn't help but scream. However, when he saw Ye Junsheng walking in the garden, he gently turned around and moved away from the gun.

This time, Jiang Jing'er became even more fierce, and she was no longer retaining her guns and greeted Ye Junsheng.

What a great scholar Ye, his feet did not move at all. He just shook his body slightly and dodged Jiang Jing'er's offensive.

Ye Junmei and Age were both stunned as if they were watching a trick performance: no matter how fast Jiang Jing'er attacked, she could not stand Ye Junsheng's body.

“Hohuh!”

He attacked dozens of guns in one breath, making Miss Jiang so tired that she was breathing. Finally, he threw away the ebony gun in depression, gave Ye Jun a fierce look, and hummed angrily: "I won't play, it's not fun at all."

I have a clear idea in my heart: the other party is truly unfathomable.

"Brother is so awesome!"

Ye Junmei was already jumping over, and her black eyes kept looking at Ye Junsheng up and down, but she still couldn't figure out how his brother did it.

Ye Junsheng asked, "Is the store closed?"

Ye Junmei stuck out her tongue and ran out again: In fact, there were most of the guests at this time, and she was idle.

I was thinking to myself: My brother is indeed good at martial arts. The problem is that he has never traveled far since he was a child, and he has been walking out of the threshold of the study room so few times. Where can I learn martial arts? It's so strange... Oh, I won't think about this anymore, my brother always has his own reason.

When I left the store, I suddenly saw an old man wearing a strange dress reading the words.

This old man was dressed in an inappropriate manner, not tall, looked short and fat, smelled of alcohol all over his body, and had small eyes, always squinted.

When he saw Ye Junmei coming out, he was stunned: Such a beautiful girl is so eye-catching that it is rare in his life.

Ye Junmei raised her mouth slightly: "Old man, do you want to buy characters?"

The old man laughed and carried his hands behind his back, pointing to the words on both sides: "Are these words written by Ye Junsheng?"

Ye Junmei replied: "There are seals on the copybook."

The old man looked at the words carefully, and read them one by one very slowly: it is undeniable that these words are well written and very energetic. Even if the price is always one, it is not outrageous... The key is that he was not as touched by the four words "Auspicious Household" I saw in the Huang family of Daoan Mansion a few days ago.

From this point of view, the word Huang Chaozhi was really written by Ye Junsheng when he was suddenly enlightened? A once-in-a-lifetime inspiration burst?

This old man was naturally Master Mu, the disciple of the saint of calligraphy. He asked Huang Chaozhi to transfer the copybook, but the clinker was rejected. After leaving the Huang family, he couldn't think of it. The four big words "Auspicious Household" were always circling in his mind.

Mu Xuanxing copied the calligraphy since he was a child, practiced the calligraphy for decades, and was also easy to collect, and his family had a lot of collections. But he suddenly found that none of the hundreds of copybooks he collected could compare to Ye Junsheng's work. This really made him feel like he was clinging his heart and couldn't hold it.

For someone who loves words as much as his life, he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't get a meal when he saw his favorite work and couldn't get into it for a few days.

So he changed his itinerary and did not return to the capital. He hurried to Jizhou and found out that Ye Junsheng's bookstore was here. He came to see it immediately and prepared to buy the words.

I just had to wait and see the food alone, and I couldn't help but feel disappointed: what I hung on the wall was not the treasures I wanted to buy at all costs, but just some ordinary things.

He asked a little unwillingly: "Miss, has Mr. Ye been at home?"

Ye Junmei looked at him vigilantly and asked, "What are you looking for him?"

Master Mu, who was seen as a thief, was a little displeased and coughed dryly: "I want to find him for some things... Alas, forget it, say goodbye."

He walked out again with his hands on his back, thinking to himself: How could he bow his head to ask a young man who was just over twenty? It would be a joke if he said it for no reason.

"Why is this old man a little divine?"

Ye Junmei flattened her mouth and simply opened the door panel and closed.

But Mu left Duzhu Zhai after leaving Duzhu Zhai for a moment, and after thinking about it, he was not in a hurry to leave Jizhou, so he went to visit his old acquaintance Li Yifeng.

When I arrived at Li's mansion, my old friends met, so I naturally sighed and didn't mention it.

Li Yifeng knew that Mu was addicted to drinking, so he quickly ordered someone to bring a jar of his daughter Hong, who had been thirty years old, to come to entertain him, and asked someone to invite Huang Yuanqi over. The three were all in one table, and it was a great time.

After drinking, I forgot to have a white hair. I count the passing years and keep my thoughts on the past.

During his conversation, Mu Xuanxing suddenly mentioned Ye Junsheng's Du Zhu Zhai and talked about the copybook.

Li Yifeng and Huang Yuanqi looked at each other, feeling a little strange: They went to Duzhuazhai to buy characters at a high price before, because of the face of the person, and later led to the princess incident, so they specially went to praise Ye Junsheng for personal favors. How could they know about this trip?

It is impossible to reasonably be that the saints of calligraphy are all crazy people, with an open-minded personality and do not serve the powerful, but they will not be willing to flatter others, let alone a younger generation?

Li Yifeng said: "For this trip, my mansion also has the word Ye Junsheng collected..."

Upon hearing this, Mu Xixing immediately shouted: "Hurry, take it out and take a look."

Seeing this, Huang Yuanqi did not hesitate and ordered people to go home and take all the words he bought from Duzhuazhai.

The last twenty copies were opened one by one on the long table, allowing Mu to enjoy the gifts.

After reading one by one, Mu Xuanxing sighed, feeling quite disappointed. Suddenly, he discovered that these copybooks were different from the ones I saw in Du Zhuzhai and the ones in Huang Chaozhi's hand. Is there anything strange about it?

But from the perspective of the pen and ink, it is obviously from the same person.
Chapter completed!