Clear and Muddy Loss of Love (MTL) (1)

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Qi Yan returned to the study with the copied copy and two characters. When the shopkeeper saw Qi Yan, he hurried out from behind the counter and said: "Are you here? Please here."

The two came to a concealed cubicle. Qi Yan first handed the copied book together with the template to the shopkeeper: "The book has been copied. Please check with the old gentleman."

The shopkeeper casually turned a few pages, and nodded in satisfaction: "Old, let's go to check out the grand master."

"The old gentleman is slow, and the late student brings two pair of clumsy works this time, please look at it." Qi Yan took out a pair of paper rolls from the box cage.

Qi Yan first opened the small pair: "This is a small note that I wrote and felt when I was studying late. Please look at the old gentleman."

The shopkeeper's hands took it, and I saw only a few words on the white and black paper: Yu Xueting's heart was empty at night, the flowers were moved to a small threshold and the spring was red, the light shirt and short hat drunk. In addition to the old question of the color fan, in the new spectrum of Yanxiao of Yuxiao, spring breeze is everywhere.

The payment is-shepherd.

The shopkeeper muttered it twice, the more excited he said: "This ... is really a good word!"

"The old gentleman is overrated."

The shopkeeper raised his head and saw that Qi Yan changed his clothes today but was still patched, but his body was quite straight. Although I got a compliment, there was no faint feeling of pride.

When the shopkeeper was young, he missed three times and had to take over the study from his father. It is now nearly sixty years ago that Huajia not only could not write such a good handwriting of Wei Bei, but also such a wonderful word. The young man now has a status as a weaker than the weak crown, and his future is limitless.

Thinking of the dispenser's alignment, Yan Yan became more respectful. Qi Yan seemed to be unconscious and took out another scroll, and they unrolled the scroll together.

The second scroll is one foot long and about half a foot wide: "This ... is this?"

"The inscription of Jiucheng Gongquan Ming" was written in Jinzhou in late life. It is a treasure of Jinzhou. It stands under Chencang County. Its author is no longer available for examination. When he was young, he had to pay for a few years without forgetting it. A pair. "

Sure enough, the paragraph in the copybook impressively wrote: Shepherd and dweller was written in Jingjia for seven years.

Then the shopkeeper felt the contradiction, and asked, "Why don't you raise the seal?"

"It wasn't ready for the beginning of life."

"It's easy to handle. I have the best seal craftsmen in my study. I can leave the prints with the master and take them three days later."

"Thanks so much."

The shopkeeper smiled and cut to the topic: "I have an unforgiving invitation."

"Mr. Old, please."

"Let's take the word of Master Ren. After the seal is dropped, I will immediately mount it and hang it, and I will be able to sell it for a good price. As for this inscription, can it be given to the old man?

Twelve silver is a fortune for a poor scholar, but the price of a good calligraphy and painting is not available. However, "Shepherd" is unknown, how much can be sold is unknown.

Qi Yan smiled and replied, "Mr. Cheng won't give up."

The shopkeeper gave Qi Yan thirteen two silver and three hundred wen copper coins.