Chapter 1012

Long Chen also with her look past, see that calligraphy and painting stall, he took her hand, carefully protect her through the crowd.

"Wow..." Situ Xi stretched his arms and took a long breath of air: "it's better to live in a place with few people. I'm going to suffocate just now."

Long Chen just smile, he doesn't say much, but always take good care of her.

Situ Xi went to the calligraphy and painting stall. The owner of the stall was a scholar. He was tall and thin, with a delicate face and a scholarly temperament.

"Did you write all this?" Situ Xi took one and read, "the moon shines on the green buds and the spring dawns. The warm sun laughs at the east wind."

Looking at this poem, you can feel that spring is coming.

Yes, it's the beginning of spring. How time flies! In the blink of an eye, she was nearly four months pregnant.

Insist, in insist for half a year, their family can leave this place.

When it comes to leaving, situ Xi was more or less reluctant.

She looked back at the beautiful dragon Chen, suddenly rose a poetic.

"Brother, I Can I buy your paper and ink? Where Look... " Situ Xi pushed long Chen back and said, "this is my prime minister. I want to write some poems to my prime minister myself. Only in this way can I be sincere, OK?"

The stall owner was in a bit of a dilemma. He looked at situ Xi and long Chen. Although the men and women in front of him were dressed in ordinary clothes, one was imposing and the other was elegant and sweet.

The capital, at the foot of the emperor, is full of dignitaries.

How dare he sell calligraphy and paintings like this? Especially in front of the man, he is silent, but let people fear.

"Ha ha!" The stall owner laughed awkwardly and said, "if you like the girl, these silk papers are for you."

"No, no, how can it be? You need capital, too. Sell it. "

"No, no, no, it's against business. It hasn't been sold like that before."

"Everything has to have a beginning. It's the same money as calligraphy and painting. We also want to be fresh. Come on, brother, pay."

Situ Xi smiles like a flower, hugs long Chen's arm, drags him and smiles at the stall owner.

The stall owner blushed involuntarily.

Long Chen stares at her one eye, this damned woman, in front of own face, still dare to throw an eyebrow to others?

He secretly pinched situ Xi, where he pinched It's a bit of a shame.

"Ah Situ Xi cries out in pain and subconsciously looks at long Chen.

The long Chen gathers together to come over, lightly way: "if dare to bloom in the smile to other men, go back to tie you on the bed."

Boom!

Situ Xi's face turned red. She never thought that long Chen would tease herself in front of others.

"Er..." Situ Xi hurriedly said goodbye, and she folded her hair awkwardly.

Dragon Chen this just toward water clear Fei to pass an eye.

Shuiqingfei came over and took out a piece of silver and put it on the painting stand.

"This There are too many, too many. I can buy my painting stand for a few Wen for a single painting and calligraphy. I have so much silver. " The scholar was a little alarmed.

Especially for the expressionless face of Qingfei in Shangshui, when he saw the long sword in his arms, he laughed reluctantly.

"Then buy your painting stand!" Water clear Fei cold a language, back to one side.

"This..." The stall owner looked at situ Xi.

Situ Xigang wants to raise the corner of her mouth. She suddenly feels that long Chen's big hand touches her leg side again, and her fingertips tap her twice, which means a strong warning.

"Cough!" Situ Xi quickly closed the corner of her mouth. She straightened her face and said, "if you have enough money, just pack it. We can write some pictures at will, and you can sell them."

"But it's not so good..."

Brush

A long sword points directly to come over, water clear Fei quite impatient way: "long winded, do you sell after all?"

The scholar was startled. He quickly took the silver and nodded: "sell, sell!"

Kachi!

Shuiqingfei stares at him, takes back the sword in an instant, and stands to one side respectfully.

The scholar spread out the silk paper and studied the ink there himself.

Situ Xi leaned over, her pen was stained with ink, a little thought, wrote: "Acacia into the bone, from generation to generation."

Juanxiu's handwriting is gentle and elegant, which immediately amazes the scholar.

"The girl is good at writing."

In this age when women have no talent, they are virtuous. It's rare to have such a good word that women can learn. Let alone this word, the more you read it, the better it becomes.

After reading a few words, he expressed a person's feelings incisively and vividly.

"Brother, give it to you. Let's get the next couplet." Situ Xi whispered in a warm voice.

Longchen's eyes are still on the word. There is a trace of pain, a trace of heartache, a trace of sour pain in his eyes.

He didn't take the pen. What he came up with in his mind was how situ Xi went beyond his life to pursue him.As soon as his eyes were hot, he turned his eyebrows and drooped his eyes!

Seeing his expression, situ Xi thought that his male chauvinism made him unable to write love poems in front of others.

With a naughty smile, she turned around and said, "well, well, if you don't want to write, I'll do it. I can also write it for you."

Situ Xi smoothed the silk paper, held a pen on the other side of the first couplet, and wrote: "lonely years, empty days, empty days!"

WOW!

There was a breath coming from all around. I don't know when they were surrounded by several spectators.

That kind of exclamation is not only for her wonderful poems, but also for the two different handwriting on the silk paper.

A kind of elegant silk of women.

A kind of masculine atmosphere.

Many of the onlookers were literati. They could hardly believe that the noble handwriting was written by a little girl.

Long Chen was also shocked.

His heart was shaking, his hands were shaking, and his body was shaking gently.

The handwriting The handwriting is clearly his.

even himself, as like as two peas in Situ Xi's newly completed typeface, can't tell the true and false, the pen, the strength and the order of the strokes are exactly the same as him.

"Here you are." Situ Xi held the calligraphy and painting to him and said, "do you like it?"

Long Chen almost unconsciously takes over. He stares at two kinds of fonts, which are just like the two of them, one is smart and the other is noble.

"Hoo Hoo... " Situ Xi leaned over and began to blow dry his handwriting.

Long Chen returned to his senses. He handed the calligraphy and painting to shuiqingfei, turned and pulled situ Xi to the corner where there were few people.

"Brother longchen..." Situ Xi looked at his uncertain face and trotted to keep up with his speed.

Finally, long Chen stops at an alley.

He turned and put his hands on her shoulders. The light of the lantern was shining on his face. His beautiful face was heavy. "How can you write my handwriting?" Long Chen asked directly.

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