Be Careful General's Wife!

They walked over, wondering what these scholars were doing when they wanted to buy Pen, ink, paper and inkstone?

When they approached, they saw that there was a written couplet hanging on the door, and there was also a desk at the door. On the desk was the black inkstone of Party B. behind the desk, there was a gentleman in his fifties, dressed in a dark brown robe, with a brown scarf and a goatee.

"What are you doing here, little brother?" Qiuju inquires of a young scholar with a clear-cut features around her.

The young scholar took a look at Qiuju and said, "the shopkeeper of dye ink studio has got an upper couplet recently, but he has not been able to make a second couplet. So, today I hang this couplet out, let others come to the right, as long as the pair out, you can get the inkstone on the table. " He said, and with the folding fan in his hand, he pointed to the black inkstone on the table.

Qiuju tilted her head and looked at the ugly inkstone on the table, and then looked at the scholars who were wringing their brains to think of the second couplet. Pointing to the inkstone on the desk, he said to the young scholar, "so you are all aiming at this inkstone?"

The young scholar nodded his head and said, "yes, ah..." He sighed, "it's a pity that I'm not good at learning. I can't think of the second couplet at all. It's doomed that I won't have a chance with this inkstone."

Qiu Ju said: "it's not just a piece of inkstone. What's a pity?" It's not that you can't buy it. You can buy it with a few silver coins!

The young scholar glared at Qiuju, raised his voice and said, "what do you mean, just a piece of inkstone? This is not an ordinary inkstone, it is a top-grade Duan inkstone, but also from the hand of Fang Lao, worth thousands of gold. "

This room is an old man, named Fang inkstone. His family has been making inkstone for generations. His inkstone has always been used by the imperial palace. Fang Yan is the best inkstone made by Fang family, and the inkstone he makes is also hard to find. Since the death of Fang Lao, the inkstone made by him has gone up with the tide. Even if there is money, you can't buy it.

Smell speech, autumn chrysanthemum stare big eyes, a face of unbelievable, so a piece of ugly black inkstone, even worth thousands of gold. Darling, she really doesn't understand the world of scholars.

"Do you see the man standing there?" The young man, pointing to the Qingjun man standing on the right side, said to Qiuju: "Yun Qingyang, the grandson of the dean of Qingyun academy and the first talented man of Dongchen state, is also aiming at this inkstone."

He felt that the person who had the most chance to get that inkstone today was Yun Qingyang.

Shen Wan and Qiu Ju both looked in the direction that the young scholar pointed to. After a look, it was really Yun Qingyang.

He was dressed in a long moon white shirt and his hair was tied with a moon white Confucian scarf. He looked up at the pair hanging on the door. A distinct Adam's knot appeared on his long neck. His brow slightly frowns, with the folding fan closed, gently point chin, as if in the thought.

"Little brother, can you read this couplet to me?" Shen Wan, with a gentle smile, looked at the young scholar and said.

As the saying goes, money does not make a son of a bitch, can want good things but do not, of course, the same. As a modern person, although she can't talk to pairs, she happened to see a pair hanging on the door in a TV program about pairs. Although she is indifferent to the inkstone, it is also a valuable thing. If she is lucky enough to sell it, she can't go out of the city to buy a Chuang Tzu?

However, in order to pretend to be illiterate in front of Qiuju, she can only pretend that she can't understand, and let the little brother read it for her.

The young scholar took a look at Shen Wan and asked in surprise, "why, do you want to try?"