Happy Little Scholar

Inside a pawn shop in Fengzhou City.

The owner of the pawn shop is a middle-aged man with a big belly, wearing a robe embroidered with copper coins. His eyes are so small that they are almost invisible when he squints. He is holding a jade pendant in his hand and looking at it carefully.

After a while, he put down the jade pendant, looked at the man wearing a bamboo hat opposite, and said, "I'm sorry, sir, we can't accept this jade pendant."

"Why?"

The voice of the man wearing a bamboo hat was erratic, and he could not tell how old he was.

The shopkeeper changed the subject and asked, "May I ask, sir, where did you get this jade pendant?"

The man said calmly: "I picked it up."

As a pawnshop owner, he had heard this kind of excuse not one thousand but eight hundred times in his life. He smiled and said: "Without the emperor's permission, even the prince cannot wear such a jade pendant. If this piece was not made, The person who stole this jade pendant is extremely brave. Our store is small and we don’t dare to accept such things.”

"In that case, take your leave."

The man wearing a bamboo hat put away his jade pendant, turned around and left without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, the other party was so straightforward. The fat shopkeeper's expression changed and he immediately said: "Wait a minute!"

"One thousand taels."

He looked at the man's back and said: "One thousand taels of silver, I can't keep this jade pendant for more, and I tell you the truth, in Fengzhou City, no one but me dares to accept this jade pendant! "

The quality of this jade pendant is of the highest quality, and its shape is like a five-clawed golden dragon that only emperors can possess. Of course, this does not mean that this kind of jade pendant can only appear in the royal family.

Some ministers who have made great achievements or are extremely favored will often be rewarded by the emperor and be able to own some royal things, but these things are kept as heirlooms by them and rarely go out.

It is precisely for this reason that the collection value of these things is extremely high. Although they cannot be done openly, secretly, they are actually very marketable.

The shopkeeper walked to the door, closed the door, and slowly said: "How about it, do you want to think about it?"

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A quarter of an hour later, a man wearing a bamboo hat walked out of a pawn shop in Fengzhou City with a bag in his hand.

One thousand taels of silver sounds like a lot, but in fact it is not heavy. In later generations, it would weigh just over sixty kilograms.

Buying medicinal materials or other things requires a lot of money. The most valuable things around the two of them now are Miss Liu Er's autumn water and the jade pendant hanging on the autumn water.

The former Miss Liu Er wouldn't sell it even if she beat herself to death. I forgot when she got the jade pendant from her. Dragon-shaped jade pendants are rare. I guess it was rewarded by the old emperor at some time. I didn't expect to encounter it. When used.

As for the bamboo hat on my head, I bought it on the street just now and borrowed a few coins from a man named Lin. Although no one here knows him, it is better to be vigilant just to be on the safe side.

What if the pawnshop owner is a fanatical believer of the middle-aged Taoist nun? After finally finding a stable place, he will have to start running around again.

When he came here just now, he passed by a medicine shop and happened to buy some useful medicinal materials. Li Yi walked a few steps and suddenly stopped, turned his head and glanced, and saw two shadows flashing into the alley.

Li Yi continued to walk forward without stopping.

"Brother, that man just came out of the pawn shop. The bag is bulging. He may have pawned something good."

"He only has one person. If you follow him, you might be able to kill a big fat sheep this time!"

"Contact Lao San, there's hope!"

Somewhere in an alley, there was the sound of whispered conversation.

Less than half an hour later, Li Yi came out of a drug store, looked back, and shook his head. This was not buying medicine, it was simply robbing money!

One thousand taels of silver, two hundred taels were gone in an instant, and all I got in exchange was a small bag of medicinal materials in my hand. It seems that the difficulty of seeing a doctor and buying medicine has been the same since ancient times...

He stood at the door of the drug store, glanced in a certain direction, walked forward a short distance, then turned and walked towards an alley.

"good chance!"

Among the crowd, several people showed joy on their faces and walked quickly towards the alley.

"Where are the people!"

After a while, several people looked at the dead end ahead with expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

I saw the man wearing a bamboo hat walking in here just now, why did he suddenly disappear?

Can he still fly to the sky?

Just as this thought emerged, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Li Yi jumped down from the wall and knocked out three of them. He stood at the entrance of the alley and asked the last person: "Who sent you here? Where is the Queen of Heaven now?"

"What, what Queen of Heaven?" The last man's face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"It's okay if you don't know me."

Li Yi walked over, knocked him out simply, and walked out of the alley.

Halfway through, he turned back, groped around the waists of the four people, and took out a few money bags. Now was an extraordinary moment, and it was time to pick up the old business again.

"The family is quite wealthy."

He collected the dozens of taels of silver he collected and walked out of the alley. At the same time, two streets away, another young man stepped into Fanglin Garden.

"Hello, Mr. Bai!"

Inside the store, several clerks immediately bowed and said.

In a corner of the store, a man named Lin curled his lips and said, "Why is this man named Bai here again?"

The young man smiled and asked, "Is Wanru in the shop?"

A clerk immediately said, "The lady is in the back."

The young man nodded and was about to go over, but his expression suddenly froze and his eyes looked in a certain direction in the shop.

"Is this, Horse Stepping on Flying Swallow------Glassware?"

The young man showed a look of surprise on his face. When he was about to reach out to touch it, someone grabbed his wrist from the side.

"Don't touch it, it's very valuable." The man named Lin Yong said expressionlessly.

The young man looked apologetic and said, "Sorry, it's the first time I see such a perfect glassware, I can't help myself."

His eyes stayed on the glassware for a while, and when he saw a figure coming out from behind, he hurried over and asked with concern: "Wanru, I heard that you encountered bandits when you came back. How are you? Are you not injured?"

The young man's face showed guilt, "If I had known it would be like this, I would not let you go. It's all my fault..."

Lin Wanru took a step back and said, "Thank you for your concern, Brother Bai Shi. I'm fine."

"I'm glad you're fine." The young man nodded, then smiled and said, "Yesterday I accidentally got a piece of calligraphy by Zhao Xiuwen. I don't understand poetry and prose very well, but I know Wanru likes these, so I brought it here today as an apology."

He waved his hand, and someone behind him immediately took out a scroll and unfolded it on the table beside him.

"The light sweat slightly penetrates the green silk, and I will bathe in fragrant orchids on the Dragon Boat Festival tomorrow. The flowing fragrance fills the clear river. The colorful thread lightly wraps around the red jade arm, and the small charm hangs diagonally on the green cloud hair. The beauty will see each other for a thousand years."

The handwriting on it is handsome and elegant, like flowing clouds and water, and it is an excellent running script work.

Zhao Xiuwen is the first poet in Qi State. Although he is young, his poetic talent is so great that even people who don’t understand poetry have heard of his fame.

The young man explained: "This poem is called "Huanxisha·Dragon Boat Festival". It is said that it was written by the first talent of Jingguo when Zhao Xiuwen was competing with him in writing. After Zhao Xiuwen returned to the country, he admired that person very much and even imitated his handwriting many times. This is one of his imitations, so the handwriting is different from his previous style."

Lin Wanru looked at the words and a strange color appeared in her eyes, but she quickly hid it and shook her head and said: "This is too expensive, I can't take it."

Zhao Xiuwen was very famous in Qi, not only for his poems, but also for his calligraphy. However, Zhao Xiuwen cherished his calligraphy very much. Except for a few pieces, it was rarely circulated on weekdays.

It is precisely because of this that his calligraphy has always been very precious, and it is known as a thousand gold coins for a single word.

The young man smiled and said, "Wanru, don't refuse. If you keep this calligraphy with me, it will be a real waste of precious stones."

The man named Lin Yong stood aside, stroking his chin, and said, "I don't think this calligraphy is good. It can't be fake, right?"

A servant behind the young man said angrily, "You idiot, can you understand Lord Zhao's calligraphy?"

"I don't understand, do you?" The big man glanced at him, casually pulled over a young man who had just walked into the store, and asked, "Brother Li, they said this calligraphy was written by Zhao Xiuwen. You are a scholar, come and take a look. Is this calligraphy good?"

Li Yi put down the bag, glanced at it, and said, "Fake."