Yanshan Exquisite Record

The little nerd is not in a daze, sitting cross-legged on the couch, with an inkstone in his left hand and a writing brush in his right, a smooth canvas in front of him, the brush strokes are smooth, within a few strokes, the Danqing painting is complete, and he nods complacently when the painting is finished. A few strokes were added.

The canvas suddenly moved uncomfortably, turned over on its side, and lay on its back in a different position.

The little nerd was overjoyed, staring at the other half of the clean canvas, writing like a god.

With an itchy face, Song Xueqiao suddenly opened his eyes, and subconsciously clasped a hand that was still shaking.

The little nerd shook his hand, and the writing brush fell to the ground with a "snap", and a black plum flower immediately bloomed on the quilt, accompanied by howling wolves, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

"Little cousin, you can start reciting poems early in the morning without getting too tired." Song Xueqiao sat up straight, put his wrists down, and rubbed his forehead.

Zhu Caixia blinked, clutched her wrist, and hid the inkstone behind her back, "It's already high in the sun, and you still say it's early in the morning."

Song Xueqiao said, "Where's your cousin?"

Zhu Caixia continued to blink, "I went to buy a horse with Brother Chunlin."

"Buy a horse?" Song Xueqiao suddenly remembered that he wanted to send Pei Wunian and his aunt to Shaoshi Mountain to confess. Luoyang went to Dengfeng to say whether it was long or not, and Tong Chunlin refused to return to Emei, so he could only follow Together, they must have a horse.

Zhu Caixia rolled her eyes twice, and suddenly thought of something, put on her shoes in twos and twos, jumped off the bed, and shouted outside the door, "Uncle Xiao Lingli!"

"Hey, hey, here we come!" Xiao Lingli, who was busy downstairs, called back.

His voice was high-pitched, and he could see that the past two days had a lot of oil and water, and the copper plate wrapped in gray cloth had two more turns. Ma Liu came up to greet him with a washbasin and a plate of food.

As soon as the door opened, I happened to meet Song Xueqiao face to face. After the two of them looked at each other, one of them didn't know why, and the other gave a "puchi" and laughed out of breath, "I said son, what are you singing about?" Once out?"

Song Xueqiao frowned, and immediately reached out to snatch the washbasin. There were two vivid turtles on his face, one left and one right, very symmetrical.

Zhu Caixia jumped on the stool, sipped the porridge with an innocent look on her face, Xiao Lingli laughed enough, bent over and coughed and left.

Song Xueqiao looked at a pot of black ink, and ruthlessly poked his chopsticks into a steaming steamed bun in front of him. Zhu Caixia was taken aback, pretending not to see it.

Song Xueqiao said sadly, "Little cousin, you are good at reading sage books. Does Confucius know that you like to draw turtles on people's faces?"

Zhu Caixia said in a hurry, "Confucius is above Lao Tzu. Lao Tzu said that Tao follows nature, and naturally it must follow its own rules. It is free and unrestrained. I want to draw a turtle on your face, so I naturally drew it." , has nothing to do with the sage book."

Song Xueqiao was dumbfounded, gritted his teeth and poked through another flower roll with his chopsticks, then smiled and raised his eyebrows and said, "Then can you draw others naturally in the future, such as your cousin or brother Chunlin, that's fine. "

Zhu Caixia raised her head suddenly, her phoenix eyes, which were almost the same as Zhu Yun's, stared into a circle, half of a bun was hanging on her mouth, swaying, and only after a long while shook her head heavily and sighed, "Mr. Song, how dare you teach children so badly?" , aren’t you afraid of lightning strikes from the sky?”

Song Xueqiao, "...eat!"

Not only did Zhu Caixia not speak well, but he was also extremely clingy. Pei Wunian and Tong Chunlin didn't come back so soon, so he wanted to go out for a walk, but Zhu Caixia grabbed his sleeve and said plausibly, "You lost me I can't tell my cousin."

Song Xueqiao waved his fan and said, "Little Lingli is guarding at the door, so I can't lose it."

Zhu Caixia still didn't let go, "But I am a person who follows nature, what if I want to sneak out of the window?"

Song Xueqiao was completely defeated. He thought the little nerd was scary before, but now he has to add a few words. The little nerd who can speak and sophisticate is even more terrifying.

But he really didn't come out for autumn.

Prince An's Mansion in the south of the city has long since been run down, and there are not many people living there. I came here once before, and only saw the tragic situation at the bottom of the well and a Gu elder who committed suicide. I didn't have the time to take a closer look at the surrounding situation.

Now, with the strong sun at noon, the air is still piercingly cold, the low house and shack grow among the leaves and grass, and when the wind blows, they tremble and sway, full of gloom, Zhu Caixia shrank before taking two steps Neck, sticking to his side again and again, even the slightest movement, he would be jittery.

Song Xueqiao lowered his eyes and sighed in his heart, wondering how his little cousin would react when he knew this was his former home, and how he would react when he knew that his grandfather committed suicide here not long ago.

Sighing, she still stretched out her hand to embrace him sideways.

When he came to a tea shop surrounded by hay, Song Xueqiao walked in with a nerdy figure, a thin and shrewd old man with a gray hat stood up from the ground, scooped up two bowls of fragrant local tea and brought it to him. gestured.

Song Xueqiao also gestured twice with a smile, and put down a piece of silver.

The old man in the gray hat nodded, and was not in a hurry to take it away. He continued to sit back on the ground, pulling two handfuls of tobacco, chewing and chewing.

Song Xueqiao took a sip of tea, then slowly put it down.

Naturally, Zhu Caixia didn't have the guts to touch the bowl of dark brown tea, so she whispered, "Xueqiao, what are you doing?"

Song Xueqiao pulled out a stiff smile, "Who taught you to shout like that?"

Zhu Caixia didn't answer, and continued to whisper, "This old man is weird, and here is also very dark..."

"You can speak louder." Song Xueqiao laughed, "This old man is deaf."

"Ah?" Zhu Caixia hadn't realized the meaning of the words, there was a sudden rustle in the surrounding haystacks, and she shrank even smaller all of a sudden.

The gray-capped old man was like a piece of dead wood, with only his mouth "creaking" chewing tobacco all over his body, and he didn't even seem to have the sound of exhaling.

Song Xueqiao stood still, and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, it won't be a monster."

A mud monkey suddenly jumped out of the grass, followed by a group of mud monkeys, the leader with a pair of bright eyes, first looked at Song Xueqiao, Song Xueqiao also looked at him, and then, the bright eyes moved to On Zhu Caixia's face, Zhu Caixia couldn't help but moved to Song Xueqiao's side again.

The leader suddenly grabbed the bowl of untouched tea and drank it down.

The mud monkey coughed, the mud monkey talked, and the mud monkey was also a little kid.

"I know what you want to ask. Give me the money first." The mud monkey sat opposite them, raised a foot wearing a tattered straw sandal, and stretched out an equally dirty hand towards Song Xueqiao.

Song Xueqiao took out a yellow ingot from his sleeve and handed it to the mud monkey, and said with a smile, "Little boss, don't worry about business, let's go."

Behind the mud monkey, the eyes of a group of mud monkeys lit up.

Zhu Caixia was at a loss.

The gold was thrown into the collar, and the mud monkey knocked its head on the table and said, "Since you told me, I went to lie in ambush in Prince An's Mansion for more than three days, and then I saw a man in black walking away with an old monster on his back. The brothers all followed, all the way to the outside of the city, where do you think he went?"

Song Xueqiao smiled and said, "I don't know."

The mud monkey looked smug, "They entered the desolate temple outside the city that is said to be haunted."

"Really?" Song Xueqiao opened his eyes wide, propped his chin and said, "Then what else?"

The mud monkey pointed to a shorter child in the team, "Dou Hua listened to you and went to inquire about all the news about Prince An's Mansion, but it was of no use. I only know that after the death of King An, all the gold and silver treasures in the mansion were lost overnight." They were all sold for cash, and even the big tomb in the imperial mausoleum didn't have a few taels of silver left, and I don't know what to do."

Song Xueqiao looked at the child named Douhua approvingly, his heart was clear, Pei Wunian's guess was indeed right, if it wasn't for the financial resources accumulated by Prince An's Mansion, Tanhuanlou might not be able to last ten years.

He hugged the mud monkey, "Thank you, little boss."

The mud monkey got up to leave, but turned back.

Song Xueqiao wondered, "What else?"

The mud monkey turned around and sat down again, grinning its teeth and said, "Seeing how generous you are, I'm also buying two and getting one free, how about it?"

Song Xueqiao was slightly stunned, but still cupped his hands, "Thanks for taking care of me."

"After that person left, another person came to Prince An's Mansion."

"Who?"

"A man in black." The mud monkey blinked and gestured, "It's so tall that I can't see its face clearly, but there are two beautiful meteor hammers on its waist."