[Comprehensive] Cannon fodder, do you want to counterattack?

After posting posts, setting up the yard, and putting on a grand display, it turned out that in less than a quarter of an hour, the host left before he had had a few glasses of wine. From anyone's point of view, he broke up unhappy.When the news spread, some people breathed a sigh of relief.

"My lord, where are we going to set up a stall today?" Xiaoshu, who had tasted the sweetness yesterday, came early in the morning to encourage the master to go out to earn money.

"Is there a temple fair today?"

"No……"

"What kind of stall do you have if you don't have a temple fair?"

"Why must there be a temple fair to set up a stall?" Xiaoshu said: "Look at the fortune tellers on the street, aren't they there all year round? You should be more dedicated!"

Lin Ruoyi scribbled on Xiaoshu's forehead, and said, "Your master, do I point to this to eat? Are you still dedicated?"

Xiaoshu was greatly disappointed, and suggested: "Then what are you doing today? Why don't you go to the academy? Master, you haven't been there for a while."

"No." Lin Ruo stretched her waist and said, "I remember when I went to the mountains with my classmates last year, I found a small waterfall with a very quiet view. On the mountain wall next to the waterfall, there was a huge tree A wisteria, the brown vines meander like a dragon snake, with luxuriant branches and leaves, green like jade. Unfortunately, we went at the wrong time. We only saw its leaves but not its flowers, but it was already quite spectacular. Yesterday I saw a little girl on the street They are selling wisteria cakes, and the wisteria in the mountain should also be in bloom, presumably it must be as bright as a cloud... Let’s go and see that wisteria today!"

After a pause, he said again: "Find a few people, go to Brother Chu's house and ask them if they want to go. Tell them, I won't wait for them, if they want to go, bring your own Food, wine and fishing gear, let’s meet at the bottom of the small waterfall.”

The little book said: "Master, you always think that when you come out, you will come out once. How can there be an appointment in such a hurry, and someone will go, okay? Or make an appointment tomorrow, so that people will have time to arrange it." !"

Lin Ruodao: "Tomorrow, who knows if I will still have this kind of leisure? If no one goes, no one will go. If there are many people, it will be lively, but if there are few people, it will be quiet."

The eldest son of heaven and earth is the biggest, with such a wayward master, what can be done?Xiaoshu resigned himself to his fate and went out to find someone to deliver the letter, packed up and prepared to go out.

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In the quiet mountain forest, there is only a thin layer of spring water, and a small waterfall that is less than one foot high sings softly. Under the waterfall is a clear lake, reflecting the blue sky, white clouds and blue-purple flowers in the brocade version. The big and small fish under the lake seem to be the visitors of the Heavenly Palace, swimming in the sea of ​​clouds and flowers.

In this peaceful and peaceful world, only Lin Ruo and Xiaoshu were trespassers.

Just because he was afraid that the fishy smell would infect his master, Xiao Shu buried the messy things deeply, and sat at a place far away from Lin Ruo to apply seasonings—this big fish would taste better after being marinated for a while and then grilled.

Taking a look at the clear and quiet way, and then looking at Lin Ruo who was taking a nap under the tree, Xiaoshu sighed with a gloomy expression.

They have been here for half a day, but none of the classmates that the young master asked to come.Although the appointment was urgent, the former master did not do this kind of thing less often, and many people responded every time, and praised his son as a celebrity in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, but today...

It must be that these people saw that his master had a falling out with King Qin yesterday, and felt that he could not write poems and classics, and his future was hopeless, so they refused to get closer!All of them are so snobbish!

The more Xiaoshu thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the sadder he became, and he unknowingly increased his strength with his hands, rubbing off a layer of the fish's skin.

His master provoked someone, and being framed to swear that kind of oath was miserable enough, but he was forced to leave Beijing before he could recover.

Don't look at whoever asked, he was full of words about how fun this trip was, how happy he was, how many beautiful scenery he saw, and how many interesting things he encountered, but only they themselves knew the hardships of that journey.

Most of the time, he was traveling over mountains and mountains, even for a person like him who was used to running in the mountains when he was a child, it was a bit too much for him, but his pampered son-in-law never complained, and the blisters on his feet were picking up layer after layer , without frowning.Even if you don’t walk and take a car, it’s not much better. That road can break your bones, not to mention the suffering of sleeping in the mountains at night...

Just looking at how his young master can sleep by the waterfall now, one can tell what kind of life they have had along the way.

Poor young master of their family, he has been pampered and pampered by the master like an eyeball since he was a child. When did he suffer such grievances and crimes?

Even if I go back to Beijing, I haven't encountered a single good thing!Even going to a temple fair to set up a stall to play, was picked on by people!

Xiaoshu looked at his master who was sleeping soundly, tears of distress almost fell out.

Suddenly there was movement behind him, Xiaoshu turned around overjoyed, and complained in his mouth: "Why are you here now...you..."

In the middle of speaking, the tone suddenly became lost and surprised: "Who are you?"

The ones who came were an old man and a young man. It seemed that they should be two father and son, with six or seven servants.Xiaoshu thinks he knows all of the young master's friends, but he has never met these two, so it's obvious that he didn't come by appointment.

The old man was dressed as a scribe, and he seemed to be in his fifties, with a handsome appearance and a graceful bearing. Although he was no longer young, his eyes were still clear and energetic, and his gestures showed nobility.

The young one was dressed in Hu clothes, about 23 or [-], tall and handsome, but his lips were slightly thinner, and he looked very affectionate.

Hearing Xiaoshu's question, the young man raised his eyebrows and said, "Who are you?"

Xiao Shu was stunned for a moment, and said: "I am the book boy of the Lin family, serving my father-in-law..."

Suddenly seeing those few slaves carrying things and wanting to pass, he hurriedly opened his hands to stop him, saying: "Stop, you are not allowed to go over there!"

The young man said: "Why can't you go? Could it be that this is your home?"

The little book said: "Although it's not my family's, it's not yours either! This mountain is so big, my young master has invited people to have a party here, you guys go to play somewhere else!"

The young man sneered and said, "Who said..."

Suddenly, the old man coughed softly in his ear, and the young man opened and closed the fan in his hand, saying: "If you want to say that, you should go, my father and I come here every day to play, but we don't see you, we don't see you." The truth is that we have to let you out because you are here, right?"

Xiao Shu was startled, only to hear the old man say: "Since it's not your family's or mine's, if you can come, I can come too. Besides, you said your young master has an appointment, but when I look at it It's very deserted! Why, none of the people your young master invited to come?"

Xiaoshu choked, and became angry from embarrassment: "I want you to take care of it!"

The old man said with a smile: "It seems that there is an appointment and we can't come, but we happened to come without an appointment. Isn't it because of fate? Why don't you go and ask your son, if you are willing to share this beautiful scenery with us?"

Xiaoshu blinked his eyes. With his young master's temper, he would probably agree to such a thing.And these two also look like scholars, and they should be able to talk with my son. With them, the son will feel sad for those unloyal guys!

After thinking for a while, he said, "Then you can go there, but don't make any loud noises to disturb our young master!"

Seeing that the young man was about to speak again, he hurriedly said: "It didn't count before, after all, we came first today, you came here as soon as you came, and it's your fault if you still disturb people's peace!"

The old man smiled and said, "Okay, let's keep it quiet."

Xiao Shu has always been soft-hearted. Seeing the old man being so talkative, he felt that he seemed to be going too far. He scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Well, do you want to eat grilled fish? I caught a lot just now."

Xiaoshu is very good at catching fish, and the fish here are stupid and plentiful, making it easy to catch.Just now when Lin Ruo was painting and writing, he was catching fish and collecting firewood.He thought that there would be a lot of people coming, and he deliberately caught many more, but now it seems that no one will come, so it's better to be a favor.

The old man smiled and said: "Little brother, the environment here is so quiet, don't you think it's a big spoiler for you to catch fish, kill fish and grill fish here?"

Xiaoshu said: "As long as you regard us as a part of this scenery, you won't think so!"

"Oh? What do you say?"

Xiaoshu said: "When you see rabbits eating grass, do you feel that you are destroying the environment? Do you think that big fish eat small fish, do you feel that it is a big spoiler? Probably not, because this is also a part of nature, so It is only natural for people to eat fish when they are hungry."

The old man smiled and said, "Little brother, have you ever studied? It's the same thing."

Xiaoshu said: "I have studied with my young master, but these words are not said by me, but by my young master."

I think these people will not want his fish anymore, and I will bring them back to my family to try something new—the fish in the mountains tastes smoother than those outside, and they are generally not eaten.

Xiaoshu stopped talking, bowed, and went back to continue to do his own work, but his eyes were even busier. Apart from staring at his own son and observing the way he came, he also had to look at the newcomers, not to let them Get close to the son.

Looking at it, I suddenly felt that this scene was so familiar?Looking at the pair of father and son again, I feel a little nervous-these two are also surnamed Li, right?

Phew, what a coincidence!

If it's such a coincidence, then he, Xiaoshu, will never say anything about grilling fish in the future!Every time you grill fish, you can't meet good things!

Xiaoshu put away the messy associations in his mind, and started to light the fire. Today they brought a complete set of guys. In addition to grilled fish, he is also preparing to cook a delicious fish soup, and even the wild vegetables and fungus are ready.

As soon as the fire was lit, the old man sat down beside him and said, "Little brother is very capable!"

It's not easy for a book boy to not only know how to read and write, but also fish in the water and make a fire to cook!

"That's right," Xiaoshu bragged while working: "Our master is poor, so everyone is like a few people. If you don't know how to do it, you won't be able to get along long ago."

The old man was chatting with him, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of ink stains on the paper used to ignite the fire at his feet, he picked it up and opened it, and suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "What a painting!"

The painting on the paper is obviously this wisteria tree. The color is strong and the strokes are strong. Although only a few branches are taken and only a few strokes are taken, it is full of vitality. bustling.The most rare thing is the combination of righteousness and strangeness. When it is rough, it is full and free and easy like splashed ink, and when it is rough, it is like a hair of ink, which seems to be broken. The slender vines seem to be transparent in the sun, and they seem to tremble in the wind...

Xiaoshu likes to hear people praise his young master the most. While carefully maintaining the flames, he said triumphantly: "Of course it is a good painting. You must know that my young master is the most talented person in Chang'an City. He is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. A few strokes, all of you have never seen in this life..."

"Good painting! Good painting!" The old man automatically filtered the noise in his ears, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and he couldn't help but exclaimed again: Although the painting is not sophisticated enough, but the aura is outstanding...

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw another piece of paper lit in the little book boy's hand to intensify the flames. He was shocked, snatched it up, threw it on the ground and beat it again and again, angrily said: "What are you doing?"

"What am I doing? I should ask you what to do!" Xiaoshu just felt baffled, and just cursed back, then jumped up again: "Sleeves! Sleeves! Your sleeves are on fire!"

He rushed forward to help him slap, complaining: "What are you doing, don't touch the fire when you wear this kind of clothes! Oh! What time is it, don't worry about the torn paper! Don't touch you..."

After a period of chaos, the little book finally extinguished the fire on the old man, and the old man finally rescued the half piece of burnt waste paper.

The old man waved away those who came to help, looking at the half-tree vines on the paper, his liver trembled with anger.Compared with the previous one, this one is a panorama. The whole picture is freehand, majestic, and hearty... But such a masterpiece, now there is only a small half left, and this small half is still burnt!

"You, you..." He pointed at the little book and shouted angrily, "What are you doing!"

Xiao Shu was taken aback by him at first, and then remembered that he was the one who was upright, so he stiffened his neck and said: "What am I doing, I am making a fire, you didn't see it! I just want to ask you, you What are you doing? Just throw yourself into the fire!"

"You, you just use this to start a fire?"

The little book said: "You don't know it's spring now? It's so hard to find something to make a fire. Why not use the ready-made paper?"

"You don't have any other paper to use?" Remembering that he hadn't noticed before, this kid had already burned several sheets, and he was even more anxious and angry.

Xiao Shu looked at him with a look of "I don't understand this", and said: "But the other papers have never been used, so it would be a waste to burn them..."

What a waste to burn... what a waste...

The old man's beard turned up in anger: Fortunately, this brat is not from his family, otherwise he would have been chopped into pieces!

Seeing him getting so angry, Xiaoshu also felt trembling. In a blink of an eye, he saw his master sitting up and rubbing his eyes. As if he had been pardoned, he shouted: "I won't tell you anymore, my master is awake!"

Run away in a hurry.

Lin Ruo also noticed the scene here, nodded slightly to the old man, got up and went to the lake to wash his face, took the cloth towel from Xiaoshu, and said, "Why are you so good at making trouble with him?"

Xiaoshu felt wronged and said: "I made my own anger, I didn't provoke him, I didn't provoke him... Who knows what he would say..."

Lin Ruo shouted: "Shut up!"

Xiaoshu stuck out his tongue and stopped talking.

Lin Ruo cleaned up briefly, walked towards the old man, bowed apologetically, and said with a smile: "Xiao Shu has always been outspoken and has no rules, but his heart is very good. If there is any offence, the student will accompany him. , don’t argue with him.”

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the young man strolling under the tree.

From childhood to adulthood, he likes all beautiful things, music, calligraphy and painting, poetry... and people.

He doesn't have any special hobbies, he just likes them purely. His harem is all stunning, and the servants around him are more handsome than the other. Even the ministers, he prefers to reuse those who are handsome and outstanding.

But all of these people combined can't compare to the young man in front of him. His appearance is picturesque and his charm is beyond dust. He walks slowly, like a fairy walking from an ancient scroll, so beautiful that it seems real.

The young man coughed dryly: "Father!"

He was really speechless. He even felt that his father was sometimes not like an emperor, but like those literati, impulsive, sentimental, indecisive, and unrealistic. Some of his ideas seemed to him naive. ridiculous.

But such a person sat on the supreme position, overlooking the world.

The brothers are in trouble, and his father's character is indisputable.First, he made an oath to be a crown prince on impulse. When he really came to the throne, he felt that the eldest son was the eldest son. He was not weak and filial. He also made great contributions to the foundation of the Tang Dynasty. status?Moreover, such a disregard for etiquette is also detrimental to future generations.So he broke the contract and appointed the eldest son as the prince.

Now that he has made up his mind and the crown prince has made up his mind, he should be more decisive and let everyone else die. But when he saw his second son, he felt soft-hearted and guilty: what he promised to give to him is now given without a second thought. His brother, it's pity that he worked so hard to fight outside, he has conquered more than half of the world, but he made wedding clothes for others...

So all kinds of honors, now that person, Wu has Tiance Mansion, Wen has Hongwen Museum, has many soldiers and generals, and counselors like a cloud, just like a small imperial court...

Why don't these two people fight?

However, if they fight, it will only benefit him.

While thinking wildly, the old man waved to the young man and said, "Come and sit."

His servants had already laid out the futons and arranged food and wine.

Lin Ruoda sat down, and the old man said with a tiger face, "Did you draw these paintings?"

Lin Ruo nodded, and the old man said angrily, "Then, do you know that your bookboy used your sketches to ignite the fire?"

Lin Ruo was stunned for a moment, then said blankly: "Our family has always been frugal, and we always use this to start fires...is there any problem?"

Always frugal... The old man was so angry that he almost lost his breath.

That's really... frugal enough!

Before he could get angry, Lin Ruo smiled and said: "I understand what the old man means, but these are just waste manuscripts, even if they are not used to ignite a fire, they will be burned, why not make the best use of them?"

The old man's eyes lit up, and he said, "It's just a scrap? Is there a finished product?"

Lin Ruo nodded and motioned for the little book to pick it up, and said with a smile: "I asked people to come here for a visit, but no one responded. The more I thought about it, the more irritable I became, so I wanted to draw the most attractive picture and draw them The itching was unbearable, and they regretted it once. So I drew a few more and kept a copy, and let Xiaoshu dispose of the rest, which made the old man misunderstand."

The old man glanced at the young man sitting next to him, then turned his gaze back to Lin Ruo, and said, "You have a good heart, you don't blame them if they don't come to your appointment?"

Lin Ruo said with a smile: "I came to the mountains on a whim, so I can't ask everyone else to be like me! Everyone has their own preferences, how can we force everything?"

While talking, Xiaoshu had already taken the painting, Lin Ruo took it and handed it to the old man, saying: "In order to whet those people's appetites, I used some tricks, so I can't get into the Fang family's eyes."

The scrap manuscript is already good enough, and the finished manuscript is even more exciting. Now there are so-called "little tricks", and the old man is even more curious. He opened it in a hurry, and even took a breath.

He has admired countless famous paintings, appreciating the brushstrokes, artistic conception, and composition... But the moment he saw the painting in front of him, he couldn't remember anything for a while, and there was only one word left in his mind-"beautiful" ".

It should be early morning in the painting, the sky is dark, the mountain wall is dark, and the pond water is dark, so the big strings of deep purple and light purple flowers, the sporadically dotted blue leaves, and the crystal clear flowers on the petals The bright, glistening dewdrops became the only bright color.Against the gloomy background, the flowers, the leaves, and the dew seemed to be shining, illuminating the entire night sky...

Sure enough, it is the most attractive painting.

In terms of artistic conception and technique, this painting is no better than the previous waste manuscripts, but this unprecedented little trick lights up the whole picture, making it look magnificent and dreamlike.

"Okay! Okay!" The old man was excited. Although it was a trick, it was a great trick!The contrast between light and dark and the use of light are really delicate ideas!

This strange and magnificent style of painting is very different from the current style, and maybe it can create a new genre.

The more she looked, the more excited she became, and she sat closer to Lin Ruo, saying, "It's good, but look here, it's not smooth enough!"

"..."

The two talked about this painting for a long time, and the old man admired this young man more and more. His talent, vision, and temperament were all in line with his wishes, not to mention his appearance and temperament!

The number one talented person in Chang'an, really worthy of the name of this talented person!

"Don't blame this old man for being shallow and deep," the old man said, "Little brother, although you are talented, you are still young. You should study hard in the academy in order to improve yourself. You shouldn't be wandering around like this all day long. Great time!"

Lin Ruozheng was sipping the wine slowly, it was rare to drink such a good wine!Hearing this, he smiled and said: "The academy has finished recognizing the characters that should be recognized, and taught the books that should be taught. The rest is to teach some exam-taking skills and learn to write beautiful essays. It is not very interesting, so I am too lazy to go."

The old man frowned and said, "From your point of view, are you ready to take the exam?"

Lin Ruodao: "Nowadays there is a distinction between the Confucian Classics and the Jinshi in the imperial examinations, and the examination of the Classics and Moyi in the Mingjing Ke is nothing more than an endorsement, which is meaningless. Even if it is passed, it cannot be reused. As for the Jinshi..."

He paused, and said: "The Jinshi department needs to test poetry and poetry. I...can't write poetry, so I won't mix it up."

The old man stared into the boy's eyes and asked, "You can't write poetry?"

"That's right," Lin Ruo said with a smile: "Writing poems depends on talent. I don't have the talent. What can I do?"

The old man said: "But I think your poems are very good!"

He took out a scrap manuscript and read: "I heard from a distance that on the Bitan, the wisterias bloomed in the Spring Festival Gala. The water is like the morning glow... You should return the brocade tent. This poem is very good!"

Although this poem is far less stunning than that "Will Enter the Wine", it is definitely a masterpiece. How can a person who can write such a poem be said to be without talent?

But seeing Lin Ruo's expression changed slightly, he frowned and said, "I didn't make this poem."

"Oh? You didn't do it, who is that?"

"I don't remember..." Lin Ruo shook his head, and said casually, "I don't know where I read it before, but I just wrote it down because I saw the occasion."

He looked a little dazed, he knew very well that this poem was not written by him, but at this moment when the old man reminded him, he realized that he had no memory of hearing or learning this poem at all in his mind... Then this poem , where did it come from

Ever since that day of gambling, he seemed not quite right. He used to have an excellent memory, was proficient in the Four Books and Five Classics, and was excellent in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but since that day, no matter what aspect he seemed to be enlightened The more diligent you are, the faster you will go.

He originally thought that because of the gambling and fighting, his state of mind had been tempered, so that he broke through a certain bottleneck to make further progress, but now why not only his talent, but also his memory has problems?

Think about the demon book in my arms—could it be that I was reincarnated from some monster, and now I am slowly recovering the memory of my previous life?Do I have to stay away from monks and Taoists in the future?

"Really? If it's a work of the predecessors, I shouldn't have read such a good article!" Seeing that Lin Ruo's answer was insincere, and even a little absent-minded, the old man said again: "Little brother, why should you be humble? ..."

You didn't finish talking when someone snatched the things in your hand. Xiaoshu desperately tore at the manuscript paper in his hand, his eyes were red, and he said angrily: "What's wrong with you? My son said he didn't write it. Yes, it was not written by him! What is there to ask!"

His voice choked up, with a deep cry: "My son provoked you, he can no longer take the scientific examination, and you still want to ruin his reputation?"

Xiaoshu tore the manuscript paper to pieces, scattered the fragments into the lake, and comforted Lin Ruo, who seemed to be a little distracted: "Don't be afraid, son, it's okay, it's okay! The little one has already torn it up, ah, it's okay Already!"

Xiaoshu burst into tears, he didn't want to embarrass his master, but the tears wiped away more and more, and his heart twitched: His son has always been strong, no matter how big things he encounters, he doesn't seem to take it to heart at all. As above, even the days in the mountains are lived with a smile, never willing to make people worry.Even in the most difficult times, his young master never showed such a fragile expression—fortunately, he thought the old man was a good person, so it turned out that he was the worst one!Why does it have to be aggressive?What good would it do him to let his young master admit that he had broken his oath!

The old man was originally furious, but when he saw Xiaoshu's situation, he was taken aback suddenly: Although he loves talents and music, he is the king of a country, and he can't say no to Lin Ruo's behavior of not knowing how to flatter and run away. It is impossible to get angry, but the longing for the song "General's Order" suppressed the dissatisfaction in my heart, and after seeing Lin Ruo himself, I was surprised by his painting skills, appearance, and talent, and temporarily threw all of these away. in the back of the head.

At this moment, seeing Xiaoshu crying and seeing Lin Ruo in a trance, it suddenly occurred to him that Lin Ruo's sticking to his promise was just a small matter of whether he could hear a piece of music, but to this boy, But he has to give up ten years of hard work and practice that has become a skill for everyone, give up his studies, and even give up his future...

No longer playing the piano, no longer studying, not being able to take part in the imperial examinations... Even when I am alone, I dare not let people know about a good poem I write, so I can only quietly burn it to ashes...

This young man paid such a heavy price to keep his promise, but he, because he refused to break his oath to play the piano for himself, punished him, it seems... a bit too much?

Earlier he heard Yuan Ji talk about the young man who went to the temple fair to tell fortunes, and he didn't like his self-defeating, but looking at it now, he was pitiful.

"No, no!" The old man said softly, "I just asked a few more questions out of curiosity, and it's not that I don't believe you, why are you in such a hurry?"

Lin Ruo had come to her senses at this moment, seeing him like this, how could she not know that it was a misunderstanding?Just explaining it at this moment, I'm afraid it will be seen as a cover-up, not to mention he really can't remember where this poem came from, and there is no way to explain it, so he can only smile helplessly.

Seeing this, the old man softened his heart even more, and said in a harmonious voice: "Just now I heard from your book boy that you are proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I have seen your calligraphy and painting just now. It is indeed a masterpiece, but I don't know how good you are..."

Seeing the little book boy's eyes staring like he was about to grovel, he smiled slightly and said: "It's a pity that I didn't bring Yaoqin when I went out today, and I can't see the little brother's piano skills. How about we talk about it?"

Lin Ruo smiled, her eyes shining like stars: "Okay."

His smile was sincere, and it was not until this moment that the influence of playing the piano was completely eliminated.He finally didn't have to worry about bringing crisis to his uncle because of the emperor's concern and dissatisfaction.

His eyes fell on the young man at the side. This one, presumably, was King Qi Li Yuanji.Jiang Taigong was fishing, and the wisher took the bait, and he caught the person with the second shot. Presumably, the king of Qi must have contributed a lot.

Prince Li Jiancheng and King Qin Li Shimin all have things that he admires, but he doesn't like King Qi at all.

In addition to the previous incident, it is also because of his ulterior motives when he said "could this be your home" just now.If their family hadn't been used to being poor and low-key, and Xiao Shu didn't have the concept of playing an official role at all, the result at this moment would be completely opposite.

This king of Qi, either harbors malice towards him, or is vicious by nature, and whoever dislikes him will bite and kill him.

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"Early this morning, Mr. Lin said that he was going to the mountains to see wisteria flowers, and he invited a dozen of his classmates together." The steward in Qingyi stood in front of Li Shimin, and replied in a low voice: "As soon as the news got out, His Royal Highness Qi Wang sent someone to inform him. They were not allowed to go out, and then entered the palace to meet His Majesty. Not long after that, His Majesty followed King Qi out of the palace. Before going, he personally picked three best Yaoqin to take with him...they haven't returned yet City, so the subsequent news will not come back."

Li Shimin hummed, he wasn't worried about that person's safety, and with that person's ability and his father's disposition, he shouldn't suffer any grievances.

"And...this." The steward took out a wooden box from his sleeve and presented it, saying: "It was received early this morning, safe and sound."

"Dead or alive?" Li Shimin looked at the wooden box in front of him with an inexplicable expression.

The steward covered the astonishment in his eyes, and replied respectfully: "Damn it."

Why did the master ask so carefully about such a small matter?Fortunately, he has always been careful in his work, and he only replied after asking the shopkeeper clearly.

It seems that in the future, we should pay more attention to the affairs of the Lin family.

"How much money did you pawn?"

The steward said, "150 taels."

"150 taels...150 taels." Li Shimin sneered and didn't speak for a while.

He stopped talking, and even his expression didn't change much, but the manager inexplicably felt that the air around him was getting darker and colder, which made him feel hairy, and when he was at a loss, he heard Li Shimin ask again: "Did you start by yourself?" price?"

The steward replied: "Yes, the boy said it would cost 150 taels, not one cent more and one cent not less."

"Okay, it's okay, you go down!"

"Yes."

The steward responded, and then let go when he exited the door. He couldn't help but look back, his master is very strange today!

In the study, Li Shimin sat alone for a long time before he opened the wooden box, took out the jade hairpin inside, and stroked it lightly.

That person is really...

The agitation of surprises given to him yesterday has not subsided, and today, it is a bucket of cold water.

Really, why don't you even pretend to be stupid!

He knew that person well, and although he kept talking about money, he never paid attention to it. He only looked at the horse that was bought at a high price and spent money like water along the way, and threw it away after less than half an hour of riding. The first time, the clothes are never worn a second time... Although it is due to the special environment, but that kind of style, who cares about money?

With that person's character, how could he be so upset because the hairpin I gave him was a few taels more expensive than the one he left behind, and why did he have to make a detour to return it to him?

This is, what do you see?

That's right, it's no wonder he couldn't see such a good jade and such a poor carving.

You can see it when you see it, why don't you even pretend to be confused?

I just wanted to give him something.

There are some things that even he himself dare not think about.

It's just getting harder and harder to let go...