Happy Little Scholar

"Half a month ago, you were wearing a bamboo hat and pawned this jade pendant for a thousand taels of silver?" In the county prison, the third prince of Qi State, Zhao Yi, looked at the pawnshop owner and asked.

"Yes, he covered his face with a bamboo hat at that time. The villain didn't see clearly what he looked like and didn't know who he was." The pawnshop owner said in a trembling voice: "Everything the villain said is true, if there is any truth, If you tell a lie, the sky will strike with thunder!”

Not long after, Zhao Yi walked out of the cell, shook his head and said: "This Huilong Pei was given to me by my father. It is worth ten thousand gold, but it was only exchanged for one thousand taels of silver. Brother Li, Brother Li, you You look down on me, Zhao Yi, too much..."

Yang Yanzhou stood beside him, thought for a moment, and said, "Your Highness, it seems that he should be in Fengzhou City now."

Zhao Yi nodded and said: "He doesn't know the value of this jade pendant. He only pawned it off for a thousand taels of silver. He must be extremely short of money. He can't go back to Jingguo for the time being. It's normal for him to hide in Qiguo. At this time, he should not have left yet.”

"Who is your Highness looking for? Do you want me to send someone..." Magistrate Wu stood aside, hesitated for a moment, and then said.

Zhao Yi waved his hand and said: "No need, you don't have to ask about this matter. Remember to let the pawnshop owner leave later."

Magistrate Wu was stunned and said, "Your Highness, hiding royal belongings is a serious crime, so let him go like this?"

Zhao Yi smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, just do as I say."

Magistrate Wu looked up at him, finally nodded and said, "I obey your orders."

The two of them walked out of the county government office. Yang Yanzhou turned around and asked, "Your Highness, what if he doesn't redeem the jade pendant?"

Zhao Yi looked at the endless flow of people on the street and said: "It's easy to do it. It's good that he redeemed it. It's expected that he won't redeem it. These days, more people are sent to investigate secretly. Fengzhou City is not big. If he is still there, Sooner or later you can find it in the city.”

Yang Yanzhou nodded, and the two of them walked down the steps. At the same time, a few streets away, in a courtyard, Li Yi scratched his head in confusion. Although he didn't pay much attention to the things given by the old emperor, but It's not like he has no impression at all. Until now, he still can't remember when he gave him that jade pendant?

After a while, he still had no clue. He shook his head and stopped thinking about these things. He had to write the thirteen poems quickly and then go out to buy groceries.

Miss Liu Er had just ruined all the food at home, so he had to buy some new ones, send the poems to him, and get back the remaining balance of five thousand taels.

After this time, I will never do this kind of thing like selling poems for money again.

Not only Su Shi, Li Bai and Qin Guan, but this time the coffin boards of Liu Yong, Yan Jidao and others could no longer hold their weight. Li Yi could feel the strong resentment coming from another time and space with every sentence he wrote.

It's an insult to elegance, it's really an insult to elegance!

It wasn't dark yet, and Qian Duoduo was standing at the alley, waiting patiently.

It wasn't until night fell completely and his feet were almost numb when he stood that a voice finally came from the alley.

"Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand. Have you brought the money?"

Qian Duoduo's body was shaken and he immediately said: "I brought them all."

Something flew out of the darkness, Qian Duoduo reached out to catch it, and heard the voice say: "These are five songs, you need to check the goods first."

Qian Duoduo walked aside, opened it by the light, and looked at it. There were a few words that he didn't recognize, so they must be genuine. He walked back, handed in a stack of banknotes, and said, "This is the rest." Five thousand taels of silver, brother, count them."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his hands were empty, and after a while, another roll of paper flew out.

"The money and goods have been cleared, leave!"

Hearing the sound coming from the alley, Qian Duoduo said quickly: "Brother, stay here!"

The voice said: "What else is there?"

Qian Duoduo scratched his head and said: "What about cashback..."

"You want a penny too?"

"A penny is also money." Qian Duoduo smiled sheepishly and said, "My father has taught me since I was a child that a porridge and a meal are hard-earned. Don't spend money randomly, be frugal. A penny is also money. It's my responsibility. Yes, why not?”

This time, the voice was silent for a long time before speaking again: "Sorry, there is no cash back this time. I ran out of change when I bought groceries..."

"Buying groceries..." Qian Duoduo was stunned and looked ahead with some surprise, but in the darkness, there was no sound anymore.

"Brother, remember you still owe me a penny!"

Qian Duoduo shouted something to himself, carefully put away the poems, and strode back.

Li Yi was walking on the street, thinking that he should have spared him a piece of celery or something just now. He didn't like to owe people money, and a penny was still a debt. For obsessive-compulsive disorder, there was not much difference between a penny and ten thousand taels.

When I was passing by a certain city gate, I saw in the darkness, the soldiers at the gate were questioning the passers-by one by one. They seemed to be holding something like a portrait in their hands.

I'm afraid we're not chasing another felon. It seems that the public security in Fengzhou is not very good. It's better to be careful when walking alone on the street at night...

The right way is to go back and sleep with Miss Liu Er earlier.

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In a restaurant, on a high stage, several graceful dancers were dancing. Among them, a woman with a graceful figure and graceful dancing attracted the attention of most people in the hall.

"Brother Qian, Miss Shishi thanked you in front of everyone that day, but you left early, which is such a pity. Otherwise, I'm afraid something wonderful could have happened between you and Miss Shishi that day. Don't you plan to seize the opportunity today?" A young man raised the wine glass in his hand and looked at Qian Duoduo and said.

Qian Duoduo waved his hand and said, "I just saw Miss Shishi that day and couldn't help myself, so I wrote a poem. There is no other meaning."

"Brother Qian is talented and his reputation has spread all over Fengzhou. I admire him!" One person cupped his hands and said, "We have known each other for more than ten years, but I didn't know that Brother Qian has such a talent for poetry. Brother Qian, you hide it very well!"

The people around him are all friends who have known each other for a long time. Unlike those pedantic Confucian scholars, they only satirize themselves. Receiving such compliments, Qian Duoduo smiled and said, "Don't be ostentatious, don't be ostentatious, I am very low-key."

One person showed an indignant look on his face and said, "Some people actually said that Brother Qian's poems were bought. Even Zhao Xiuwen affirmed Brother Qian's lyrics and admitted that it was difficult for him to surpass them. Is there anyone in Qi who is more talented than him?

Could it be that Brother Qian can go to Zhao Xiuwen to buy poems?"

"That's right, such poems are probably priceless treasures. How can they be bought with silver?" Another person agreed.

Qian Duoduo shook his head and whispered: "There is no priceless treasure in this world. If one hundred taels is not enough, then one thousand taels. If one thousand taels is not enough, then ten thousand taels. There is always a corresponding price. I think that poem is worth one thousand taels."

Someone wondered: "Those poor people value integrity more than life. Can such poems be bought with money?"

Qian Duoduo smiled and said: "There is nothing in this world that cannot be bought with money. If there is, it's just that you didn't give enough money."

One person was surprised and said: "Brother Qian, do you mean that you bought that poem?"

"Of course not!"

Qian Duoduo shook his head and said: "I can easily write more than a dozen poems of that kind. Do I need to buy it?"