After dressing as the male protagonist's younger brother, I entered the marriage

The efficiency of the yamen is very fast, and if you don't hear it, you will hand over the money and sign a contract with the shopkeeper of the bookstore under the supervision of the yamen officials.The shopkeeper bluntly said that the store was almost cleaned up, so he handed over the key to Wen Bu.

The 100 taels of silver Liu Jin gave in the morning was completely spent.If he couldn't smell it, he walked out with the key, and looked at the carriage parked at the door with a smile.

The big brown horse snorted, shook its head, and walked a few steps with the wooden carriage on its back.

When he couldn't smell it, his eyes fell on the back wall of the carriage, and he suddenly thought of the tricycle ridden by Yingfeng and Biantong's courier brother in his previous life, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

The Winter Solstice Festival is coming soon, if we don’t hold activities and open stores during the Winter Solstice, when will we do it!

Do not advertise before the event, when will you advertise!

The boy ran over and asked, "Boss, you have finished everything, shall we go back?"

If you don't smell it, you have an excited expression on your face, "Let's go, let's go home and get down to business!"

Liu's room.

The maid outside the porch sprinkled a handful of grains on the ground, attracting round, fluffy sparrows, which fell to the ground.

The boy hid behind the doorpost, holding the rope in his hand, waiting for a stupid sparrow to jump into the cage. When he pulled the rope, the cage door fell with a "snap", and the angry sparrow hopped around in the cage.

"When Master Guanwen finishes painting, I'll let you out. Don't worry, be good."

The little maid entered the room with a carved mahogany birdcage and placed it on the tea table under the window.

On the side, Liu Guanwen burned incense with clean hands, stood behind the desk, and picked up a brush.

"Thank you Madam Mo Mo."

Meng He turned his head sideways and curled the corners of his mouth, put down the ink ingot, sat at the coffee table, took off the hairpin on his head to play with the birds, then picked up the Book of Songs, and leaned back in the chair to read silently.

In the house, the birds are chirping, and the sandalwood is curling up, wrapping around the sleeves of the blue silk brocade, and melting into the flying clothes.

Liu Guanwen's eyes are not squinted, the nib of the pen walks around the dragon and the snake, and the scene of the sparrow holding the flower is vivid on the paper.

The time was quiet, and when the sunlight slanted a little, there was noise outside the courtyard.

The servant outside the door was dissatisfied and Dudu: "As soon as my uncle comes back, these maids will drop their work to peek, be careful that Sister Liu Ming will teach you a lesson!"

Meng He held the book at the corner of her mouth, smiling. She was reading "Bi Qi's son, as beautiful as jade", when she saw a black shadow from the porch "swish-" and stopped at her door through the window.

If you can't smell it, raise your hand and knock on the door.

"Please come in."

If you don't smell it, you push open the door and say with a smile: "Cousin, cousin, good afternoon!"

Liu Guanwen put down his pen, took a blank rice paper and covered the painting with an unnatural expression, and said, "No, what's the matter with you?"

"Cousin, are you busy?"

Meng He put down the book, and said softly, "My husband is not busy, he is just drawing a picture of a sparrow play."

Liu Guanwen tugged into his sleeve, "It's not that I'm not busy..."

If he couldn't smell it, he glanced at the fluttering sparrows with blinking black bean eyes in the cage, and raised the corners of his mouth, "Damn, cousin, I'm in a hurry. Do me a favor and draw when you come back. I'll catch ten sparrows for you!"

As he spoke, he pushed Liu Guanwen out, "Cousin, I'll borrow it from my cousin, and I'll pay you back later!"

Liu Guanwen dissatisfied: "How can I ask her to borrow it, I am not an object!"

"Okay, okay, let's go. My cousin who is not an object, please come here~"

Meng He smiled helplessly, went to the table to pack up his pen and ink, saw the rice paper covering the painting, and quickly lifted it away.

"ah!"

On the snow-white rice paper, Mrs. Tsing Yi sat quietly holding a book, smiling on her back, and the red flowers brought by sparrows outside the window fell on the temples of the dark clouds...

"This man." Meng He's ears turned red, he picked up his brush, and wrote in the corner of the painting, "In the autumn of the 25th year of Anping, Mr. Meiyu wrote it in Liufu, Yong'an County."

If you can't smell it, you push Liu Guanwen to the study.

"Xianggong, the paper you want is so big, is it enough?" Liu Jin held up the rice paper that was half a person's height and two people's width.

"Has someone compared it with a carriage?" Asked if he didn't smell it.

"For comparison, rice paper the size of the car walls on both sides is also ready!" Liu Jin said.

"Awesome!" He touched Liu Jin's head and praised if he couldn't smell it.

Liu Guanwen coughed and put on airs of his elder brother.

"What do you want me to do for you?"

If you don't smell it, you quickly said: "Cousin, you are a well-known talent in Qingshan City, and you are well-known in the province, aren't you?"

Seeing him praise himself, Liu Guanwen said modestly, "Compared to your elder brother, it's not worth mentioning."

If you can't smell it, you clap your hands, "It seems that brother Guanwen is indeed a great talent! I used to be blind, so I apologize to my cousin."

If you don't smell it, you will happily salute and bow.

"What are you doing?" Liu Guanwen hurriedly helped him up, "If you have anything to say, just say it, I'm your cousin, how can I stand by and watch?"

If he didn't smell it, he quickly said: "Since brother said so, I will not be polite."

He spread out the rice paper and said, "My cousin is a great talent known far and wide. My cafe will open soon, and I want to use Brother Guanwen's fame to promote me. I want you to be the spokesperson of Liu's Cafe."

Liu Guanwen refused: "Spokesperson? This word is new, but if you want to find a spokesperson, I don't think you are more suitable than me."

If he didn't smell it, he laughed and said, "How can I pull my brother down, you two are my spokespersons."

He took out the pre-drawn contract in his arms, "This contract is the fee to invite you to be the spokesperson. Liu's Cafe earns [-]% of the annual profit, how about it?"

Liu Guanwen thought that he was entering the chess and card room every day, and he knew that Yu Shang was quite talented. The profit of [-]% was too high, so he quickly refused.

If you can't smell it, you explain: "This coffee is different from mahjong. Mahjong is a national sport, and everyone likes men, women, and children. But coffee is different, with a narrow audience and low profit. It is probably popular among scholars, and they are not used to it. There are plenty of people out there."

"You are a great talent. If you can go to high school next spring, you will be a master in the future. I invite you for a long-term business. Don't be a high-ranking official. Instead, you will disdain to be the spokesperson of my little cafe."

Liu Jin also persuaded: "Cousin, just accept it."

The two of them persuaded together, and Liu Guanwen agreed in a daze, but only asked him to reduce the fee to two floors, and the half of the price would be unheard of.

The two rejected it several times, and finally set a [-]% profit endorsement fee, and signed the contract, one for each.

If you don't smell it, tell Liu Jin to keep the contract, gear up, and put a smile on your face.

"Okay, I've made up my mind after signing the contract. Cousin, I might get tired after a while, so I'll take it easy. Don't be afraid..."

A strange smile appeared on his face when he couldn't smell it.

Liu Guanwen's eyes widened, and he covered his collar, "Why are you taking off my clothes... rude!"

He struggled and said: "Help! Cousin, please take care of him!"

Without raising her head, Liu Jin laid out the rice paper and picked up the ink stick.

"Cousin, bear with it. When you forced me to study, it was much more annoying than this."

If you can't smell it, you take off your clothes and squint your eyes.

"Oh, cousin still forces Jin'er to study?"

"I'm not!"

"Ahe—"

After a while, Wen Bu sat on the stool and directed, "Cousin, don't slump your face, and smile more happily."

In the center of the room, Liu Guanwen stood in the cylinder with his whole lower body, and put on white clothes on his upper body, with the word "白" written in the center of the clothes.

Liu Guanwen grinned, smiled and said, "Cousin, I don't think you need to wear this hat, do you?"

He was wearing a gray hat with a bamboo tube glued to the top of the hat. On the bamboo tube was affixed an advertisement sign saying "Those who endure hardships are the ones who become the best people". A reed stick protruded from the bamboo tube.

"No, we must highlight the characteristics of our Liu's Cafe!" Sitting next to Liu Jin, watching him bow his head to paint, he said again, "This advertisement is like writing poems for you literati, or it will make people overwhelmed Don’t forget, or it’s so rotten that people can remember it deeply, and the most terrifying thing is that it’s obliterated by everyone and has no effect.”

"Cousin, move!" He said in a low voice.

Liu Guanwen turned sideways quickly, holding the bamboo tube in his right hand, and opened his left hand under the bamboo tube, grinning so hard that his teeth were showing.

"Yes, you and my brother are one on the left and the other on the right, which can be said to complement each other!"

If you don't smell it, clap your hands and say to Liu Jin: "Baby, make the painting more realistic. Don't use their literati's artistic style, but be similar! It's better for people who have met my cousin to see this painting and recognize him at a glance!"

Liu Guanwen's pupils constricted, his teeth trembled, and he said awkwardly, "No...no, it doesn't have to be that similar."

"That's not okay, cousin, I paid the endorsement fee." He smiled and said.

Cold sweat dripped from Liu Guanwen's forehead. Isn't it obvious that he looks handsome, and his smile is also handsome and sunny, but why, in this smile, he felt a... scary air?

"Isn't it that your brother wants to wear this kind of clothes and bamboo hat with me?" Liu Guanwen asked uneasy.

"Naturally." He said without hearing it, "After Jin'er finishes painting this painting, I will ask you to make a few more copies, and I will send the original copy to my brother."

"I asked someone to choose a fast horse and send the painting to the capital. It only takes one day from Yong'an County to the capital with light clothes and light clothes, and there are five days until the winter solstice meeting, which is enough time."

The corner of Liu Guanwen's mouth twitched, and he looked confident when he saw it. I really want to ask, how can you be sure that your brother will do what you say?

It is raining in Chang'an today.

Unable to smell, open the door and close the umbrella.

Strings of drops of water dripped down the ink-like hair, sticking to the side of the face, like fine rice paper covered with a layer of thick ink.

The crystal rainwater slid down the bridge of the tall nose, kissed the corners of the lips, and dripped on the white clothes on the chest, blurring the dark marks.

He was wet, as if the umbrella was a decoration.

"No, why did you get caught in the rain? Be careful of the wind and cold in the rain this day!" Liu Yuheng said.

"It's okay, it's cold, it's nothing."

At the turn of autumn and winter, the chill melted in his eyes.

Wen Bucheng picked up the folded square towel and covered his face.

A lump suddenly bulged on his chest, and he crawled up his clothes, showing his small head for a while, making a weak "meow", and biting his Adam's apple with his mouth open.

"Um……"

Can't smell it, groaned, frowned, pinched the back of the kitten's neck and picked it up.

"Hiss, where is the cat biting people?"

Liu Yuheng walked over, and pointed at his neck, "Your teeth are still sharp, you are blushing."

The jade-like slender neck is like a plum blossom.

Unable to smell it, she reached out and wrapped the milk cat in a towel, lowering her eyes.

"Passing by and heard it calling, the female cat has... died, and this one is the only one left alive in the litter of brothers."

"Speaking of us moving out of the academy, you don't know how angry He Youcheng is, threatening to buy the house and tell us to get out. Haha, if you let him know that the owner of the house is now you, will you be mad?"

After Liu Yuheng opened his mouth, he seemed to have lost the switch.

Wen Bucheng sat aside silently, wiped off the remaining rainwater on the cat, pinched its ears, and stared mistyly.

The house is both noisy and quiet.

Liu Liang braved the rain and rushed into the corridor, scolded the ghost, and said loudly: "Young master, my aunt has sent you a letter again!"

Wen Bucheng's eyes lit up immediately, and the corners of his mouth raised a smile, like a jade carving that came to life.

He took the wooden box and opened the letter first.

"painting?"

He took out the drawing paper without any doubt.

Open, close.

Unable to smell, she closed her eyes sideways, and a question mark appeared on her head.

He lowered his head again, opened the drawing paper - closed it.

Open, close, open and close...

Unable to smell: "..."

Liu Yuheng asked strangely, "No, what's wrong?"

Wen Bucheng raised his head with a wooden face, subconsciously folded the drawing paper in his hand and put it inside the wooden box to cover it.

"Your brother sent you coffee again. I don't know where your brother got the coffee. It was quite bitter at first, but if you add more honey, it tastes good. The key is to refresh yourself!"

Wen Bucheng tilted his head, "Do you like it?"

Liu Yuheng smiled and said, "I like it."

A light flashed in the unsmelly deep eyes, and then slowly sank.

He raised the corners of his lips and opened the wooden box.

"OK……"