Datang: Empress mother-in-law sent Li Er to test me

hiss!Chu Suiliang took a deep breath, the old man is almost fifty, how old is he, not even twenty?

Although shocked in his heart, Chu Suiliang's face was very calm, even with an indifferent smile.

"Xiao Langjun, the old man accepts your letter."

"How about the old man help you pay for the jewelry?"

Zhang Dun was surprised: "Is there such a good thing?"

Chu Suiliang nodded and looked at him with a smile on his face, already cursing in his heart, is the old man's handwriting so worthless?Fifty pens are dismissed?Can the old man afford to lose this person?

"Thank you senior, I was so disrespectful when I was born that night." Zhang Dun smiled and cupped his hands, then put away the brocade box, and left the jewelry store with Li Lizhi.

"Xiao Langjun, can you leave your name?" At this moment, Chu Suiliang's voice sounded in the jewelry store.

Zhang Dun paused, turned his head and said with a smile: "Next to Zhang Dun."

Zhang Dun?Chu Suiliang nodded slightly, wrote down the name in his heart, and turned around to ask his colleagues to see who knew this son.

If such an evildoer is from Chang'an City, he shouldn't be so unknown.

Could it be from outside the city?

Chu Suihao asked curiously: "Mr. Zhang, do you live in Chang'an City, or somewhere else?"

Zhang Dun said with a smile: "My family lives in Yongyangfang."

Live so remote?Chu Suiliang frowned. Not only was he unknown, but he still lived in Yongyangfang. Why is this son so low-key?

"Chang Zhi, you take this pair of gold walkers first, and I'll take you to buy clothes."

"Lang Jun, it's enough to have a golden step to shake the servant's house, and forget about the clothes? Let's save some money."

"That pair of golden steps doesn't deserve a good-looking dress. No matter how you look at it, it's awkward. Don't worry, I can write without money!"

Hearing the conversation between the young man named Zhang Dun and the little lady, especially when he heard the last sentence, Chu Suiliang was shocked, the corners of his mouth twitched and he looked at Zhang Dun, and quickly caught up with the two of them. ,road:

"Xiao Langjun, will the old man go shopping with you?"

Hearing this, Zhang Dun and Li Lizhi stamped their feet at the same time and looked at him in astonishment.

Zhang Dun, in particular, looked at Chu Suiliang in amazement, what kind of lamp did you light when we were shopping?Bright in broad daylight, isn't it an eyesore!

Chu Suiliang coughed lightly, and felt panicked for a while. If this kid is really allowed to buy things in "Chu Suiliang's words", his name of Chu Suiliang should be spread throughout Chang'an tomorrow!

Chu Sui had a conscience, and said: "Young Lord, the old man likes the writing you wrote very much. What do you think of this? Every time you write a word, young man, give it to the old man, and the old man will pay for it for you!"

Chapter 87 Chu Suiliang: Young man, what's the matter with you?

"Anything like this?"

Zhang Dun was surprised, "Why haven't I encountered it before?"

Chu Suiliang smiled, and felt a bit of slander in his heart, the old man has never met someone like you before!

Writing in the old man's words, exchanging things in the East Market, mixing fakes with real ones, and confusing the real ones, the old man would be ashamed!

Li Lizhi asked curiously from the side: "Senior, do you like Chu Qijulang's characters?"

"It's okay." Chu Suiliang said vaguely.

good?That's normal?If you want to pay for us, I have to write to your satisfaction.

Zhang Dun nodded slightly, he had an idea in his heart, and said with a smile: "Then let's go."

Chu Suiliang hummed, and followed the two of them around the East Market.

Soon, the three of them came to a fabric shop. As soon as they walked in, the middle-aged man who was sitting behind the counter saw Chu Suiliang, stood up abruptly, and said in surprise, "How come Mr. Lang is free to come to my shop today?" ? Do you want to buy a set of clothes?"

Chu Suiliang smiled and nodded.

Zhang Dun asked curiously, "Senior, are you a regular customer here?"

"I brought my wife here to buy clothes before." Chu Suiliang said with a smile.

Zhang Dun nodded, and led Li Lizhi to look at the clothes on the shelf.

"This set of skirts is not bad." Zhang Dun's eyes narrowed, he touched the silky skirts in front of him, and said, "Long quality, you put them on."

Li Lizhi saw at a glance that the skirt was of high quality, and asked crisply, "Shop, how much is this skirt?"

The owner of the fabric shop smiled and said, "I want my lady to know that this set of underskirts is made of silk satin, and the pattern on it is also top-notch material. A set costs [-] guan."

Li Lizhi was startled, "So expensive?"

"What are you afraid of being expensive? It's not us who pay for it." Zhang Dun held her little hand, looked at Chu Suiliang with a smile and said:

"Isn't that right, senior?"

"Hehe." Chu Suiliang said with a smile.

Zhang Dun looked down at the two two-color satin peacock thread beaded hibiscus soft-soled shoes under the container, took them out to look at them, nodded in satisfaction and handed them to Li Li, saying: "These shoes are not bad."

"Your Majesty has good eyesight." The fabric shop owner gave him a thumbs up, and said, "These two-color satin peacock thread beads and hibiscus soft-soled shoes are the best shoes in our shop, and they only cost twenty pennies."

if only?Chu Suiliang's facial muscles kept twitching. Is twenty pennies too little?How many pairs of these shoes can I buy with my salary?

Soon, Li Lizhi came out blushing pretty, wearing a moon-white skirt, a golden step shaker on her head, and two-color satin peacock thread pearl hibiscus soft-soled shoes.

"Lang Jun, what do you think?" Li Lizhi turned around in front of Zhang Dun a few times and asked.

"Pretty!" Zhang Dun nodded in satisfaction, the clothes she was wearing before were not very good quality, but now after putting on new clothes, she looks slim and graceful, like a lotus on the water, shining brightly.

Chu Suiliang stroked his beard and nodded, "This outfit really suits my little lady."

"That's the set." Zhang Dun looked at the fabric store and said, "Do you have pens, inks, papers and inkstones in your store?"

Hearing this, the fabric shop owner was overjoyed, glanced at Chu Suiliang, thought it was him who wanted to write, and said excitedly, "Yes!"

After speaking, he leaned over and took out a set of pens, inks, papers and inkstones from under the counter and put them on the table.

Zhang Dun picked up the brush and looked at Chu Suiliang.

Chu Suiliang walked over with a blank expression, took the ink stick and began to grind the ink.

"???" The fabric store looked at the two in a daze, did you get it wrong?

When he saw Zhang Dun dipping his brush in the ink and preparing to write, the fabric store looked at Chu Suiliang in bewilderment, why didn't you write it?

Chu Suiliang glared at him angrily, signaled him not to speak with his eyes, then looked at Zhang Dun, and saw that he had already written.

On the white paper, ink suddenly appeared.

The three words "Guanjue Pavilion" emerged through the back of the paper.

Chu Suiliang looked at the handwriting and hissed, why did it look so familiar!

The three characters Zhang Dun wrote were the name of the fabric shop. What shocked Chu Suiliang was that these three characters were not in cursive script but regular script!

It's Chu Suiliang's regular script!

Chu Suiliang couldn't help rubbing his eyes, trying to see more clearly, but the more he looked, the more shocked he became.

Is it really the old man's word? !

how could it be possible!

It's nothing more than he knows the cursive script of the old man, but he can also use the regular script to confuse the fake with the real one? !

The fabric store was also stunned, frowned and stared at Zhang Dun's writing, hesitated for a moment, then leaned over and took out a set of writing from the counter.

After opening it, the words "Guanjue Pavilion" were also written in the same cursive script!

The difference is that at the end of the word he took out, there is the name and seal of "Chu Suiliang".

Comparing it with the words written by Zhang Dun, the cloth shop owner opened his mouth, looked at Chu Suiliang and said, "Why are they exactly the same?"

If Zhang Dun hadn't seen the writing with his own eyes, the fabric store would have suspected that it was Chu Suiliang's own handwriting.

Zhang Dun was also stunned, put down the writing brush in his hand, tilted his head to look at the words that the cloth shop had brought out, and asked in confusion: "Do all the shops in Dongshi have a copy of Chu Suiliang's handwriting?"

Chu Suiliang: "..."

The fabric store said with a smile: "Mr. Lang seems to seldom come to the East Market. People who often come to the East Market know that Chu Qiju will bring his wife over from time to time."

"And Chu Qijulang also likes to barter things with words."

"Isn't that right, sir?" the fabric shop owner looked at Chu Suiliang and asked with a smile.

He could tell that the two young people in front of him didn't know Chu Suiliang, and Chu Suiliang obviously didn't want them to know.

Chu Suiliang looked at him without saying a word, looked at Zhang Dun with a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice: "Little Lang, do you also have research on regular script?"

Seeing Zhang Dun nodding, Chu Suiliang almost wanted to ask him why you caught the old man alone to study, but after thinking about it, he couldn't help it.

"According to what I said before, I have accepted the words you wrote, and I will pay for Ru Qun's money for you."

After Chu Suiliang finished speaking, he said to the fabric store: "The money will be recorded in the account first. When you are free, send someone to the old man's house to collect it."

"Come on!" The fabric store said with a smile.

Zhang Dun looked at Chu Suiliang and said with emotion: "Senior is a kind person."

Chu Suiliang chuckled, I can't talk about kind people, I just don't want you to use the old man's handwriting to buy things, what are you buying, are the old man's handwriting so worthless?

Back then, when the old man bought his clothes, he bought them in hundreds of thousands, and then left him a letter.

He is good, dozens of pennies!

Just when Chu Suiliang thought about it more and more, his toothache was getting worse, suddenly Zhang Dun's voice came to his ears: "How about this, senior, I can't take advantage of you for nothing, I will write you another picture."

"Oh?" Chu Suiliang looked at him in surprise, "Can you still write Chu Suiliang's other styles?"

"I won't write about him anymore," Zhang Dun shook his head, "The wool can't be plucked by a sheep."

Chu Suiliang looked at him, co-author, do you still understand this truth?

"I'll write a separate one for seniors."

After speaking, Zhang Dun picked up the brush, pondered for a while, and then wiped ink on the paper.

"In the ninth year of Yonghe, at the age of Kuichou, at the beginning of late spring, I will meet at the Orchid Pavilion in Shanyin, Kuaiji, to do auspicious things."

Seeing a cursive script written by Zhang Dun, Chu Sui's conscience trembled.

Chapter 88 Senior, I leave this picture to you

Is this the preface to Lanting Collection? !

Are you still using Wang Xizhi's cursive script? !

Chu Suiliang took a deep breath, and looked down at Zhang Dun's writing with a solemn expression.

Zhang Dun holds the brush and moves it like flying.

"A group of virtuous people arrives, young and old come together. There are lofty mountains and luxuriant forests here..."

"Although there is no silk and bamboo orchestra, a glass of wine and a chant are enough to narrate the quiet feelings. It's the day, the sky is bright and the air is clear..."

"Sorrowful husband! Therefore, I will list the people at the time and record what they said. Although the world is different, things are different, so I am happy, and the result is the same..."

"Those who read it in the future will also feel the gentleness!"

After writing the last word, Zhang Dun picked up the pen and put it away, then put down the brush in his hand, looked at Chu Suiliang and said, "Senior, what do you think of this word?"

Chu Suiliang still lowered his head, staring at the handwriting on the back of the paper, and did not respond.

He was already stunned.

The fabric store was equally stunned, "Is this the Preface to the Lanting Collection by Wang Xizhi?"

"Yes." Zhang Dun nodded.

"Well written!" The cloth store scrutinized it carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more amazed he became, and he said, "Mr. Lang, what do you want me to do with this writing?"

Zhang Dun shook his head and said, "I wrote this picture for seniors. I don't care what seniors do with it. If you want it, you can ask seniors for it."

The fabric store looked at Chu Suiliang anxiously.

Are you worthy of him!Chu Suiliang came back to his senses, glared at the fabric store, and then continued to stare at the words on the white paper.

The more he looked, the more startled Chu Suiliang became.

Well written!