Hua'er, Baozi's little maid, stepped forward and took the copybook and inkstone from Zhu Pingan's hand. Then she found that the copybook was old and worn out. She couldn't help but asked curiously: "Uncle, please bring back an inkstone."
That’s all, why did you come back with such an old roll of paper?”
"I know, I know, it must be waste paper that other people don't want. My brother-in-law picked it up and used it for himself."
The naughty child raised his hands to speak enthusiastically, as if he had discovered the truth. Hey, you are a country bumpkin brother-in-law. He is not willing to buy me delicious food when we go out to play. If he sees waste paper that other people don’t want, why don’t he take it back and use it for himself?
ah.
The next second, the "dong" sound came again.
"Hey, brother Rui, you went there to hide, why is there another piece of grass on your head?" Li Shu curled her pink jade finger and flicked the naughty boy's forehead again.
"Yeah, maybe he got it by drilling into the rockery." The naughty kid stretched out his chubby hand and rubbed his forehead, recalling seriously.
"Brother Rui, please be careful if you go to the rockery to play in the future." Li Shu touched the naughty child's head and reminded him gently.
"Uh-huh."
The naughty kid's head is nodding like a chicken.
Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips as he watched. This naughty kid is really silly and cute.
"Today the palace held a poetry meeting, and the inkstone and copybook were the prizes I got." Zhu Ping'an smiled slightly and explained to everyone, and briefly talked about the situation of the poetry meeting.
"It's just a broken inkstone and a broken copybook. Brother-in-law, how bad are your poems? You've got such bad luck. I memorized books well today, and Master gave me a brand new "Three Character Classic" as a reward.
"
When the naughty boy heard Zhu Pingan say that the broken inkstone and the old copybook were all prizes obtained at the poetry meeting, he was immediately filled with pride. When he said that the master had given him a brand new "Three Character Classic", his head was even more proud.
Lifted up to the sky.
Well, it seems that you are going to have grass on your head again. Zhu Pingan looked at the naughty kid and raised the corners of his lips.
Sure enough, the next second, Li Shu gently played another "grass" for the naughty child.
"Hey, Hua'er, bring me the copybook."
After Li Shu helped the naughty boy play grass, he glanced at the copybook in the hand of the little maid Baozi. The exposed seal on the copybook suddenly appeared in Li Shu's eyes, making Li Shu's eyelids jump uncontrollably. Could it be for confirmation?
, Li Shu waved to the little maid Baozi and asked her to bring over the copybook.
"Oh, okay, miss." Baozi's little maid handed the copybook in her hand to Li Shu.
Li Shu carefully unfolded the copybook with her slender hands. There was only half of the copybook, as if it had been torn from the middle. The seals on it were particularly eye-catching, and then the fonts on the copybook were as graceful as a swimming dragon and delicate as floating clouds.
It also appeared in front of my eyes, "December 6th. I told Jiang Dao and others. The year ended suddenly. I sighed deeply. I can't go there if I miss you."
"Could this be the authentic "Ping'an Note" written by the calligrapher Wang Xizhi?" After Li Shu read the content of the copybook, she looked at Zhu Ping'an in surprise.
"Well, this is the prize from the Poetry Society of Prince Jing's Mansion. Afterwards, Prince Yu specially asked the court officials from the three most famous pawn shops in the capital to help identify it. It is indeed an authentic work of the calligraphy sage Wang Xizhi." Zhu Pingan nodded.
"Sage of Calligraphy? Who is he? Are the words he writes valuable?"
The naughty kid saw Li Shu being so surprised, as if the country bumpkin brother-in-law's old copybook was something special, so he couldn't help but raise his little fat face and asked curiously.
Little Luoli Niuniu on the side also raised her little face curiously, her big eyes shining.
"The sage of calligraphy, Wang Xizhi, I heard from my lady that he is from ancient times, and I heard that his calligraphy is the best in the world." Hua'er, the little maid of Baozi, explained.
"Is it valuable?" The naughty boy scratched the back of his head, feeling that the little maid Baozi had perfectly avoided his question.
"At least a word of gold." Baozi's little maid Hua'er said uncertainly.
How much is a thousand pieces of gold? It's so profound, I don't understand it. The little chubby kid didn't even take his hands off the back of his head.
When the little maid Baozi saw this, she didn't know how to explain it. Only a naughty child would understand, so she scratched the back of her head.
"Brother Gerui, don't you like to eat candied haws on a stick? One word on this copybook is enough for you to eat candied haws on a stick from now on until you are full." Li Shu gently touched the naughty child's forehead.
Forehead, explained in words that the naughty kid can understand.
"Is one word worth so much?"
Hearing this, the naughty child let out a startled roar. Looking at the copybook in Li Shu's hand, his eyes almost popped out of envy.
"Well, what about that broken inkstone?" The naughty boy stretched out his chubby hand and pointed at the inkstone in the hand of the little maid Baozi.
"Oh, that one is cheaper." Li Shu said softly.
The naughty boy took a breath. Fortunately, this was not very expensive. Otherwise, how would he be able to catch up with his country bumpkin brother-in-law in the future?
"That inkstone can only support the two characters on this copybook." Li Shu continued.
"Two words"
The naughty kid is out of breath again, is it worth two words?! That’s enough to eat candied haws for two lifetimes, so this inkstone is also super valuable, right?
The country bumpkin brother-in-law made so much money just by writing a poem?!
Then how can I catch up with my brother-in-law in the future!!!
The naughty boy is dejected
"Brother-in-law, you are so amazing." Little Luoli Niuniu's big eyes were filled with little stars.
The naughty boy became even more dejected.
but
The next second, the naughty boy glanced at the copybook, and his eyes lit up again as if he had thought of some good idea.
Stealing copybooks?!
No, I, Li, will not do that kind of useless thing. My country bumpkin brother-in-law just won a copybook. What is there to be proud of? A copybook only has so many words. I will write copybooks in the future.
Just write it according to the calligraphy of Lao Shizi or some other scribe.
My handwriting in the future will definitely be better than that of Na Lao Shizi, the calligrapher!
snort
When I think that I can eat candied haws for the rest of my life by just writing a word, my country bumpkin brother-in-law begged me hard just to let me write two words for him. Sister Niu Niu is proud of me. Thinking of this, the naughty child raised his belly high.
, his head flew up, and he crossed his arms proudly, feeling that he was so awesome.
Everyone walked away into the courtyard, but the naughty kid was still akimbo, with his head raised and belly stretched out, as if he was about to take off, trapped in his own awesomeness and unable to extricate himself.
"You idiot, Brother Rui, why are you still standing there? You don't want to eat anymore?"
Niu Niu's voice came from a distance, which made the naughty kid come back to reality from his dream. However, the naughty kid who had a goal was no longer dejected in the face of reality. He shouted "Wait for me" and left.
He chased after him with his short legs.
Only when you have a full stomach can you have the strength to write.
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