The rise of the poor

Chapter 918: Bear Child's Dream
Hua'er, the little maid of Baozi, stepped forward to take the copybook and inkstone from Zhu Ping'an's hand, and then found that the copybook was old and worn out. Forget it, why did you come back with such an old roll of paper?"

"I know, I know, it must be the waste paper that other people don't want, and my brother-in-law picked it up for my own use."

The bear child enthusiastically raised his hands to speak, as if he had discovered the truth, hum, brother-in-law of the country bumpkin, he is reluctant to buy me delicious food when he goes out to play, and if he sees waste paper that other people don’t want, why don’t he take it back and use it for himself? what.

In the next second, the "boom" sounded again.

"Hey, Brother Rui, you went there to hide, why is there a grass on your head?" Li Shu curled up her pink jade finger, and flicked the bear's forehead again.

"That's right, maybe it was drilled in a rockery." Xiongzi stretched out his chubby hand and rubbed his forehead, recalling earnestly.

"Brother Rui will go to the rockery to play in the future, so be careful." Li Shu touched the bear's head and reminded gently.

"Uh-huh."

The brat's head is like a chicken eating rice.

Zhu Pingan couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips as he watched from the sidelines. This brat is really cute and silly.

"Today the palace holds a poetry meeting, and the inkstone and copybook are the prizes I got." Zhu Pingan smiled slightly, explained to everyone, and briefly talked about the situation of the poetry meeting.

"It's just a broken inkstone and a roll of broken copybooks, brother-in-law, how bad your poems are, you have won so many bad marks. Today I am good at reciting books, and my master rewarded me with a brand new "San Zi Jing". "

After hearing Zhu Ping'an say that the broken inkstone and the old copybooks were the prizes he won at the poetry meeting, the bear child was immediately full of pride. When he said that the master rewarded him with a brand new "San Zi Jing", his head was even more proud He went up to the sky.

Well, it looks like you're going to have grass on your head again.Zhu Ping'an looked at the bear boy and raised the corners of his lips.

Sure enough, in the next second, Li Shu gently played another "grass" for the bear boy.

"Hey, Hua'er, show me the copybook."

After Li Shu helped the bear play grass, she glanced at the copybook in Baozi's little maid's hand. The exposed seal on the copybook was printed in Li Shu's eyes, making Li Shu's eyelids twitch uncontrollably. Could it be for confirmation? , Li Shu beckoned to Baozi's little maid and asked her to bring the copybook.

"Oh, good miss." Baozi's little maid gave Li Shu the copybook in her hand.

Li Shu's slender hands carefully unfolded the copybook. There was only half of the copybook, as if it had been torn from the middle by someone. The seals on it were particularly eye-catching, and then the font on the copybook was as graceful as a dragon and like floating clouds. It also appeared in front of my eyes, "December [-]th. Tell Jiang Dao and others. The end of the year suddenly. I sigh deeply. I can't miss you"

"Could this be the authentic "Ping An Tie" written by the sage Wang Xizhi?!" Li Shu looked at Zhu Ping'an in surprise after reading the contents of the copybook.

"Well, this is the first prize of the Jingwang Mansion Poetry Club. Afterwards, King Yu even asked court officials from the three most famous pawn shops in the capital to help identify it. It is indeed the authentic work of the calligrapher Wang Xizhi." Zhu Pingan nodded.

"Scholar? Who is he? Is his writing valuable?"

Seeing that Li Shu was so surprised, Xiong Zi looked up and asked curiously, as if the bumpkin brother-in-law's old copybook was amazing.

The little Lolita Niuniu on the side also raised her face curiously, her big eyes sparkling.

"Sage of Calligraphy, Wang Xizhi, I heard Miss say that he is an ancient man, and I heard that his handwriting is the best in the world." Baozi's little maid, Hua'er, explained.

"Is it worth it?" The bear child scratched the back of his head, feeling that the bun girl perfectly avoided his question.

"At least one word is worth a fortune." Baozi's little maid Hua'er said uncertainly.

How much is a word worth a thousand dollars? It's so profound, I don't understand, the little chubby bear didn't even take off the back of his head.

Seeing this, Baozi's little maid didn't know how to explain it, only a bear would understand, so she also scratched the back of her head.

"Hehe. Brother Rui, don't you like to eat candied haws? One word on this copybook is enough for you to eat candied haws from now on until you are full, until you are old." Li Shu gently touched the bear boy forehead, explained in words that a bear child can understand.

"Is one word worth so much?"

Hearing this, the little bear let out a groan in surprise, looking at the copybook in Li Shu's hand, his envious eyes almost popped out.

"Then, what about that broken inkstone?" Xiongzi stretched out his chubby hand, pointing to the inkstone in the hand of Baozi's little maid.

"Oh, that's cheaper." Li Shu said softly.

The little bear took a deep breath. Fortunately, this one is not very expensive, otherwise how would I catch up with my country bumpkin brother-in-law in the future.

"The inkstone should match the two words on the copybook." Li Shu continued.

"Two or two words."

The brat is out of breath again, is it worth two words? !That's enough to eat candied haws for two lifetimes, so this inkstone is also super valuable, right?

The bumpkin brother-in-law made so much money just by writing a poem? !
Then how can I catch up with my brother-in-law in the future! ! !

The bear kid was downcast.
"Brother-in-law, it's amazing." Little stars appeared in the little Lolita's big eyes.

The bear boy became even more dejected.

but
The next second, the bear boy glanced at the copybook, as if he had thought of some good idea, his eyes lit up again.

Steal copybooks? !

No, I, Li, will not do such useless things. The bumpkin brother-in-law just won a copybook. What is there to be proud of? There are only so many words in a copybook. I want to write a copybook in the future. Just write it in the words of that Laoshizi who is a sage.

The handwriting I write in the future must be better than that of Naluoshizi Shusheng!
Humph

When I thought that I would be able to eat candied haws for a lifetime by just writing a single word, the bumpkin brother-in-law begged me so hard that I could write two characters for him. Sister Niuniu was proud of me. Thinking of this, the bear boy raised his stomach Yes, his head flew up, his hips were proudly crossed, and he felt that he was awesome.

Everyone walked away into the courtyard, but the brat was still with his hips akimbo, his head up and his stomach upright, as if he was about to take off, and he was caught in a self-importance and couldn't extricate himself.

"Brother Rui, you idiot, why are you still standing there stupidly, don't you eat anymore?"

Niu Niu's voice came from a distance, making the brat recover from his dreams and return to reality, but the brat who has a goal is no longer dejected in the face of reality, and shouts "Wait for me" before throwing Chased up with short legs.

Only when you have a full stomach can you have the strength to write.

(End of this chapter)