Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

If possible, Zhang Cai wished he could sew his brother's troublesome mouth. He quickly turned around and returned to Gu Qingchen, clasping his fists and saying respectfully: "Master, please forgive me."

"It's okay."

Gu Qingchen did not stop writing, nor did she blame him.

His face was calm and unruffled, as if he was not interested in the visitor, but the words on the paper were wrong.

Wrong, but he did not stop, but continued writing.

Zhang Cai saw it but pretended not to, his head lowered.

The sound of walking on the snow coming from outside the house got closer and closer, and the hairs wandering on the paper became faster and faster.

After the case, the young man wrote like a swimming dragon, as angry as a startled dragon, and the spring breeze swept away the dust wherever he painted.

Zhang Cai stretched his head to look and was stunned.

A piece of elegant and majestic running grass leaps on the paper, with flowing clouds and flowing water. It looks like a wild horse flying into the sky and disappearing away from the dust.

He raised his eyes and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that this wonderful painting was written by the young man in front of him. He heard that the fourth young master was the son of a poor man in a small border town. Now it seems that it is not true.

He couldn't help but praise: "Good calligraphy."

Gu Qingchen put down the pen, but was not very satisfied with this calligraphy. Most calligraphy emphasizes calm gaze, but cursive writing emphasizes "the momentum is irresistible, and the momentum is irresistible." The momentum is thorough and the mind is not distracted.

Although his calligraphy is tangible, it has no spirit. After all, it is because his heart is full of energy and lacks warmth.

"Brother, here I come!"

The girl's charming voice sounded from outside the door, and then a light figure stepped into the house gracefully.

Zhang Bao had been waiting for them at the door for a long time. When people entered the house, he hurriedly closed the door. Seeing Lu Luo trembling a little, he quickly went to burn the earth dragon.

"Young lady, I have met the third lady, and I want to say hello to the third lady."

Zhang Cai saluted respectfully.

"Slave Hong Li has met the Fourth Young Master and wishes to say hello to the Fourth Young Master."

"My slave Lu Luo has met the fourth young master and wishes him well."

The red carp and the green radish also paid their respects respectfully.

These are all rules. Even when Gu Qingchen sees An Jinshu, he has to say hello, so there is no need to say more.

Hong Li put the things in his hands on the table, and An Jinshu tore open the brocade as if he was busy offering treasures to reveal the true contents of the objects inside.

"Brother, look, do you like it?"

she exclaimed happily.

Gu Qingchen walked forward without changing her expression, looking at the inkstone but her eyes moved slightly, showing affection.

An Jinshu had sharp eyes and could tell at a glance that he liked him very much, so his smile became even brighter. He took out the box next to the inkstone and opened it. There was a purple jade carved wolf hair brush lying inside, placed together with the inkstone. The quality is almost the same, and the contrast between them makes them even more rare.

"Do you like it, brother?"

She asked again, looking at the person in front of her expectantly, her eyes filled with moisture and bright.

It seemed that as long as the other party said the word "no", she would cry to the other party.

Gu Qingchen stood staring at the stove and the writing brush for a long time. He never touched the things An Jinshu sent to Junlan Pavilion. Whether it was food or toys, he gave them to others or locked them in the cabinet.

He has seen many people who talk sweetly and have swords, so he pays great attention to them.

What's more, An Jinshu is still someone he hates, and he even disdains the things he sends.

But the two things in front of him were really what he wanted. He really lacked a handy brush, and the inkstone was the icing on the cake.

With these two objects, he believed that his calligraphy would be able to reach another level soon.

He was conflicted in his heart. If he accepted it and didn't use it, he would be deceiving himself and others, and he would be a villain.

If you don't accept it and don't use it, you will think about it day and night. You will deceive yourself and others, and you will be a villain.

If you accept and use it, then treat the items given by the other party differently, choose the ones you like and use them, and throw away the other items. It is even more mean to let down the other party's feelings.

Gu Qingchen has always been brave enough to take both sides of the world.

When he figured it out, he turned around without hesitation, bowed to An Jinshu with clasped fists, and said in a deep voice: "The gift that my sister gave me is very much what I want, but I cannot accept it."

An Jinshu was not surprised. She looked at him and said, "Since I like it, why don't you accept it?"

"To be honest, sister, I have stored all the items that sister sent me in the cabinet and have never used them."

An Jinshu stood face to face with him. The other party obviously lacked confidence when he said this, and his eyebrows were lowered.

She could see that the boy's eyelashes were gently fluttering. After a month of raising him, his skin became much fairer, his sunken cheeks gradually became plumper, and his eyebrows had the look she liked at the beginning.

No one else had seen his evil appearance later on, but she knew it deeply. She couldn't see it now, but at most, in half a year, when the injury on his face healed, this face would attract everyone's attention wherever it was placed.

Perhaps An Jinshu's gaze was too hot, so Gu Qingchen raised his eyes to look at her.

An Jinshu, however, looked at him without blushing and without any hesitation.

Her upright and awe-inspiring look made Gu Qingchen panic, and he was thinking about the intention of her eyes.

Just when Gu Qingchen felt that the other party had bad intentions, An Jinshu's voice sounded again.

"Actually, I know everything."

An Jinshu said indifferently, then went to the table to pour himself a glass of water, and sat down as if chatting with him.

"My brother traveled thousands of miles from the frontier to this unfamiliar city of Yangzhou. He has no close confidants and nothing with him. If I were my brother, I would never trust others."

"It's harder to paint a person's skin than to paint their bones. It's always good to stay on guard. This is human nature. How can I blame my brother for not trusting me."

After saying that, she put down the tea cup, stood up, took something out of her sleeve and approached Gu Qingchen, took his hand, and placed the object in his palm.

She smiled brightly, winked mischievously at the other person, then let go of his arm, returned to her seat and added another cup of tea.

Gu Qingchen released his fist, and a finely carved gold medal fell on his palm. The bottom of the gold medal was engraved with the word "smoke". There was a circle of peach blossom petals around the word "smoke", and the An family seal at the bottom. It's a private seal.

His face showed hesitation, and for the first time he looked at the person at the table who was drinking tea in disbelief: "Is this?"

After the children of the aristocracy are born, the family elders will pick their names. After they are given the names, they will find a famous craftsman to engrave a private seal. The private seal will usually be carved from a single character in the name and decorated with the family's unique decoration. This seal will be registered by the government. It will officially take effect.

In other words, seeing a seal is like seeing a person. The private seal represents the owner of the seal. If the private seal is on the treason list, even if you are framed, it will take a lot of trouble to get rid of the suspicion.

Once upon a time, a wanderer in a restaurant wrote a poem insulting the emperor's stupidity. A drunken noble disciple, instigated by his friends and friends, put his private seal on a piece of paper.

Later, this piece of paper was delivered to the emperor. Emperor Long Yan was furious and followed the private seal to arrest everyone who was present that day, and the noble boy was one of them.

Even though the aristocratic disciple's family was powerful and fought with all the strength of the clan to protect him, he still could not stop the executioner from raising his knife and dropping his head on the ground.

This shows the weight of this private seal.