Bastards are difficult

Zhang Xiu regarded the compensation from Prince Jing’s Mansion as his own accident compensation, and he was thinking about it all afternoon. After finishing his studies absent-mindedly, he hurried to toss about those things. Zhang Qian was funny and angry, and he didn’t understand why his son became so miser.

Zhang Xiu gave the medicinal materials to Zhang Qian for storage, and divided up the remaining silk and satin. The little girl Zhang Suxin, Aunt Yu of the Hang family, got a lot of it herself, and put away the jade and so on, although they couldn't tell the difference. What kind of material is it, but the one sent by Prince Jing's mansion must be a good product, so Prince Jing can't slap himself in the face, right?

But those pens, inks, papers and inkstones are all boxes of Hui ink (there are signs on it, taught by Zhang Qian), and there are several boxes of colored inks. Zhang Xiu looks very fresh. He thought the ink must be black, no Thinking that there are blue, red, purple, blue, etc., as for the others, he can only tell that they are not ordinary things, they are much better than the ones he usually uses to write large characters, and the quality looks extraordinary.

The money fan couldn't bear to see anything, so Zhang Xiu endured the heartache and finally shared one-third with Zhang Qian. The rest was said to be kept for his younger brother in the future, but Zhang Qian gave up after being scolded with a smile.

No matter how much he didn't want to go, Zhang Xiu couldn't wait for a few days, so he went anyway.

This time, the preparations started before the sky was bright, and Jiang Minghao was already waiting outside when he reached the ground, his handsome face turned into frost, and his expression eased when he saw him.

Zhang Xiu found that he was almost the last one again, but this time there were many seats vacant and a few annoying faces were missing. Qian Zhuan winked when he saw Zhang Xiu, causing Zhang Xiu to keep looking at him.

After the morning reading and finally having free time, Zhang Xiu bowed to Qian Zhuan solemnly and said, "Zhang Xiu thank you Brother Qian for his righteousness last time, a small gift is not a respect, and I hope Brother Qian will not mind."

Qian Zhuan curled his lips: "I just can't see it, and it has nothing to do with you. It's just a few words. Why are you so polite? It seems like I'm talking too much."

Jiang Minghao also chimed in: "I should thank you, why bother to be humble?"

Zhang Xiu said, is this person mediating or spreading hatred?Then he rolled his eyes and smiled and said, "Brother Qian might as well take a look first."

Qian Zhuan glanced at Zhang Xiu suspiciously. This kid was a little smug, obviously this gift was a bit unusual, Qian Zhuan opened the box, his eyes widened immediately, and he let out an audible 'ah'.

It caused other people who pricked up their ears to eavesdrop also to look over curiously.

Seeing that Qian Zhuan's face was flushed with excitement, he carefully reached into the box and took out the contents and put it on his palm. Only then did everyone see clearly that it was a half-foot-tall statue of a golden iron horse, which was no more than half a foot tall. The ruler, but it is very lifelike, the horse is galloping, and the general is half standing on the horse waiting to be whipped. The whole body is white, but it makes people feel like they are in the scene.

Even the others were dumbfounded, and Jiang Minghao couldn't help but look at Zhang Xiu a few more times, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

Qian Zhuan went back and forth admiring and couldn't bear to let go. After a long time, he reluctantly took his eyes away from the golden iron horse statue, and couldn't help asking: "Where did Brother Xiu come from? How much is it worth? Is there any more?" "

Zhang Xiu giggled, her small chest puffed out and she said triumphantly: "I made this myself. I folded it with good rice paper. Can't you tell? It's all paper, doesn't it look like the real thing? I made it myself." Oh, I made it myself."

The others were amazed when they heard this:

"No way? Is it really paper?"

"That's right, if Zhang Xiu didn't tell me, I really wouldn't have noticed."

"Look at the horsehair, hey, it's just like the real thing."

"It's lifelike, it's lifelike."

"That's lifelike. How did you do it?"

"I've always been able to write on paper, but I never knew I could make something like this."

"A wonderful workmanship~"

"Lu Ban may not be able to make it."

……

What Zhang Xiu heard was proud and ashamed.

He learned this art of origami when he was in the orphanage to coax the children. In his opinion, this origami thing is worthless, but he thought that Qian Zhuan was also from a wealthy family, and he had some gold and silver things. It is estimated that he would not notice it, and there is no need to make him look down on himself, and the Qian family was born in the army, and has never changed his ambition. What I love is firearms. In ancient times, they were horses. He couldn't afford a real BMW, but this kind of child's stuff is very easy.

Jiang Minghuan also got a lesson because of what happened a few days ago. It should be said that everyone in the room, except Jiang Minghao and Qian Zhuan, did not get well. The worst thing was the second child, Jiang Minghuai, and him. Both of them received five boards, and they were punished for copying books. Jiang Minghuan almost vomited blood after copying books these few days. Seeing Zhang Xiu frightened now, he couldn't bear it anymore, but he didn't dare to make trouble now that he was in the limelight. Second-rate.

Concubine Li is so favored, King Jing proudly said several times to others that the fourth son is Xiao Wo, and he will be punished if he is punished. Li's father begged to come to King Jing many times but refused to see him, not to mention Jiang Minghuan who was not favored in the first place.

Jiang Minghuan's mother was not favored, but because his mother was still there, his situation was no better than Jiang Minghao's. Seeing this, he could only snort coldly and turn his head to read his own book.

Jiang Minghuai is a good old man with a kind and gentle personality. Although he is already fourteen, he still has a little childlike heart after all, and this kid still blames himself for what happened a few days ago. There was a lot of quarrel, and it was outrageous for a teenager to bully a five or six-year-old child, and more importantly, it made King Jing lose face in front of outsiders.

At this time, seeing Zhang Xiu giving out such a unique gift, I became interested, and couldn't help asking: "You folded it yourself? How did you fold it?"

This sentence actually asked everyone's heart, Qian Zhuan also looked at him pleadingly: "Brother Xiu, can you teach me how to fold this horse?"

Jiang Minghao also looked at him with sparkling eyes, and Zhang Xiu suddenly became stressed.

The author has something to say:

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Everyone can go to Baidu, it is super beautiful.