"Laifu, bring over the calligraphy and painting seller!"
After a while, a middle-aged scholar whose clothes were washed white and looked down and dirty was brought to Jiang Heng. This scholar looked ordinary and there was nothing extraordinary about him.
"Sir, I want all of your painting books!"
The down-and-out scholar was originally a poor person, so when he saw this, he naturally agreed and poured out all the calligraphy, calligraphy and paintings in the bag.
"Alas, the young master bought these useless things again." Laifu looked at them and thought to himself, but he didn't say anything more. After all, the calligraphy, calligraphy and painting of these poor scholars were not worth a few taels of silver in total.
After flipping through the scrolls of calligraphy and paintings, the more Jiang Heng's face became uglier, the more he looked at it, the more he looked at it. There was not a single calligraphy or painting that produced the same effect as before.
This made Jiang Heng's restless heart suddenly calm down.
After a little inquiring, Jiang Heng came to several conclusions. First of all, ancient paintings do not all have that weird warmth. As for the previous calligraphy and painting with weird air flow, it was because of the great emotion of the author.
According to what the down-and-out scholar said, that painting was the last time he went to Fucheng to take the provincial examination, because it was called Luosun Mountain. He painted it in the small courtyard of the inn where he stayed. At that time, he was in an extremely sad mood. It can be said that he was the most emotional in his life.
moment.
Of course, Jiang Heng still felt that he had to give it another try as to what specific conditions needed to be met.
He waved his hand and asked Laifu to send a few taels of silver to the down-and-out scholar, just as the funeral procession on the street had already left.
The carriage moved forward slowly again——
The carriage did not stay here for long. Within the time of two sticks of incense, the carriage had stopped outside the Jiangfu courtyard.
Today is the day that Mr. Jiang returns home. Jiang Heng also knows this and does not dare to play out too late.
It can be said that the foundation of the Jiang family was managed by his cheap father.
What the Jiang family does is not normal business, nor ordinary business. What they do is a traveling escort business.
In Hengjiang County, others may not know the name of the county magistrate. But they must know that Mr. Jiang, the head of the Sifang Escort Bureau, is the father of Jiang Heng's body.
Jiang Heng has never seen any of his father's older relatives. Jiang Erhai's generation is the third brother. He probably didn't have much education when the name was chosen. Uncle Dahai and his father Erhai are the third uncle.
ocean.
At present, the uncle is in charge of the family's accounts, and the third uncle is helping run darts because he has learned some boxing and kicking skills.
In Hengjiang County, the Sifang Escort Bureau's words are almost more useful than the government. Jiang Heng knew that his father, despite his usual smile, was actually talking to his family.
When dealing with outsiders, especially enemies, he often stabs people in the back.
After thinking about his father, who was nearly two meters tall and still extremely strong, Jiang Heng shrugged.
"It's better to be more honest these days!"
After all, it’s not a problem to check the bar often.
The Jiang family's mansion is magnificent. Although it cannot compare with the famous families in the city that have been inherited for hundreds of years, in this small Hengjiang County, the Jiang family is an out-and-out wealthy family.
"Second Young Master!"
"Second Young Master!"
As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, I met two beautiful maidservants who smiled like flowers and saluted Jiang Heng.
Jiang Heng said casually without thinking, "Xiaoyun Xiaocai, you are really getting better and better. I don't know who I am going to take advantage of from now on."
"Second Young Master!"
The two little girls' faces instantly turned red, and they lowered their heads and ran away as if running away.
Unlike the others in the house, the second young master always likes to make fun of these maids.
Jiang Erhai is now the head of the Jiang family. In addition to Jiang Heng, he has a son and a daughter. They are Jiang Heng's elder brother Jiang Tai and his younger sister Jiang Yuyin.
"Master, you are always like this! Madam will definitely be angry again when she sees you." Xiaorou, the personal maid, pouted with some dissatisfaction.
Jiang Heng waved his hands and said indifferently, "Where is my father? Isn't he back home?"
"Drinking tea with some masters in the backyard!"
"Um!"
Jiang Heng nodded. The Jiang family is in the escort business and has recruited many skilled men under its command.
These top-notch ones who are very smooth in dealing with things all hold the position of escort master in the escort bureau. In the Jiang family, they are usually called master so-and-so.
It seems something happened this time.
Jiang Heng thought, usually if something happens during a certain escort trip, the cheap dad will summon several of his masters to discuss it.
Passing through the courtyard corridor along the way, before stepping into the backyard, I saw waves of whistling sounds coming from the side.
Over there is the atrium, which is usually where the escort agents or servants of the family work out.
Occasionally Jiang Heng also took a look, but he wasn't very interested.
It was just a simple horse step and some flowery displays. In Jiang Heng's opinion, there was nothing extraordinary at all.
But the momentum seems to be a bit big today?
Jiang Heng still glanced at it out of curiosity.
But this glance made me unable to look away.
But he saw that his third uncle, who rarely took action on weekdays, was waving his blade and slashing up and down.
The third uncle is in his late thirties and is already in his prime. He has a burly figure and is bulging out from his strong clothes, which makes him look particularly strong.
With a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows and a short beard under his lips, he looks like a knight-errant.
The third uncle, Jiang Sanhai, was standing in front of a big willow tree against the wall in the atrium, slashing at the willow tree thick enough for two people to hug each other with one knife after another, as if he was venting something.
He glanced at Jiang Heng and showed no intention of stopping.
Although Jiang Heng was a little curious, he did not dare to disturb his third uncle who was obviously in a bad mood. He winked at Xiaorou behind him to tell him to keep his voice down, then walked aside and quietly watched his third uncle venting his inner feelings.
Depression.
I saw the third uncle chopping from left to right, as if he was chopping and looking for the most suitable chopping position.
And his calloused hands held the blade tightly, and every time he swung the knife, it landed on the willow tree in front of him accurately.
However, each time the chop was not deep, it only left a shallow mark and then stopped.
Jiang Heng became a little more interested. He originally thought that his third uncle's work was just a showpiece, but now it seems that there is some structure.
Jiang Heng didn't know much about something similar to martial arts.
After watching it for a while, I could only vaguely feel that the third uncle's sword was very rhythmic and extremely fast.
"But if that's all, it's not a big deal..."
Just when he said that it was no big deal, the third uncle suddenly jumped up, with a faint blush on his face, and suddenly let out a loud shout in his mouth. He immediately raised the blade in his hand to the extreme with a swing, and then fiercely
The knife fell and hit the huge willow tree in front of him instantly.
Click~bang!
The willow tree instantly fell apart!
The entire willow tree seemed to have been violently exploded. Countless sawdust exploded like fragments, and willow branches and green leaves were scattered everywhere.