Chapter 166

After getting the list of painters, song Xijiao, as a woman, could not come to the door directly, so she left the matter to song Yuanhan. Let him take the money and the request of the painting to come to the door to ask for a draft, and immediately after the painting, the money and goods are paid off.

In this way, scholars don't have to worry about being insulted by their "don't bow down for five bowls of rice", because no one knows who made the paintings. Song Xijiao can also use these illustrations to make some more expensive and exquisite limited edition books.

At noon, after binding the books that the scholar had copied, song Xijiao was thinking about whether to go home for dinner or find a roadside stall nearby to deal with it. Hu que rushed in without waiting for the clerk's notice.

"Xijiao!"

He rushed to the second floor of song Xijiao, looking a little flustered.

Seeing him so, song Xijiao could not help but be nervous and asked, "what happened?"

When Hu que looked at Song Xijiao, he saw that she was quite unknown. He knew that this matter had nothing to do with her. He sighed helplessly. He sat down and sighed: "something happened to Zhou Lu."

"Oh, I know that."

Unexpectedly, song Xijiao replied happily. She sighed and sat down opposite him. She laughed: "I still use what's wrong with you. You're so nervous that I'm scared."

"You know?" Hu Que's eyes widened.

Song Xijiao nodded: "yes, I met my master and elder martial brother on my way to the bamboo paper farm this morning. The elder martial brother said that Zhou Lu was injured, and asked them to help cure him."

Hu que saw her light, helpless smile: "do you know what injury Zhou Lu suffered?"

Song Xijiao shakes her head. She doesn't know about it. However, it is not a slight injury that she needs to ask her master to do it in person.

Hu que immediately said: "Zhou Lu was cut off three fingers, and then Click, a knife, become a eunuch. "

"Eunuch!" Song Xijiao stood up and covered her mouth.

There are so many guys out there. If a woman shouts these two words, he will be laughed at. But she was so shocked that she couldn't believe her ears.

After a long time, she sat down again, with a look of relief on her face: "he deserves what he has done for evil."

"It's true that he does have evil, but Xijiao, if he is injured at this time, you and I will never get rid of the suspicion for the rest of our lives."

Hu que opened the folding fan and gently fanned it. Remembering how he got up early in the morning and asked him to swear again and again that this had nothing to do with him, he said helplessly, "even my father doesn't believe that this has nothing to do with me. What do you think the people of Zhou's residence think?"

What Hu que said reminds song Xijiao.

Although she and Hu que didn't do it, it happened on the second day after Zhou Lu made trouble for song Xijiao. The way he was hurt was so inhumane that the person who hurt him must hate him.

Once upon a time, he molested so many women, but when he met her, song Xijiao, he fell in. No one came to see her, and this matter had something to do with her, especially Hu que, who threatened to confront Zhou Lu.

"What about that?" Song Xijiao gets worried and gets into the Zhou family. It's not easy to get along in Jinzhou.

Hu que said: "they have no evidence to prove that we did it. They can't do anything to us for the time being. But when Zhou Lu recovers and can go down to the ground, he will surely revenge US crazily. Xijiao, during this period of time, you must be careful and try not to be single, so that the Zhou family can seize the opportunity. "

"Good..."

Seeing that song Xijiao was worried, Hu que laughed again: "well, these things are afterwords. Zhou Lu doesn't care about us for the time being. Xijiao, I'll bring you the words you want. "

He took out a pile of bamboo paper from his sleeve and handed it to song Xijiao. Song Xijiao was overjoyed. He didn't expect him to move so fast. From her request for Hu Que's help to now, but one day, he has brought more than 30 copies.

As soon as song Xijiao unfolds these handwriting, some are as crazy as luanggang, some are quiet as virgins, and some are swimming in dragon, dragon and Phoenix. They really have their own styles and characteristics. They can't tell which is better. They just feel that each one can taste the flavor.

Such words, even if they are not copied and casually mounted, are also worth hanging at home. What's more, can you enjoy the words, read poems and read stories at the same time?

Thinking of this, she could almost see the picture of the money rolling in!

He took Hu que down the stairs and put those words on the frame which had been made a long time ago, and then hung them on the wall, not to mention the customers who came to buy paper. Even Hu que was astonished. He took the mounted words and looked left and right. He was surprised and happy: "how did you think of putting the words on this surface? It's more charming than just sticking words on the wall

Song Xijiao said with a smile: "what an old man taught me, it's just a simple mounting. If you have enough time and put a layer of wax on the center of the characters, the feeling will be smoother and softer, and the texture will be on several grades."

"How could that be said?" Hu que thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "Xijiao, the 28th of next month is my grandfather's 60th birthday. I'm worried about what to give him. In this way, I use your bamboo paper to ask Ling Ziqing to write a picture for my grandfather, and you can mount it for me, OK? ""What's the difficulty? You can come to me at any time!" Song Xijiao agreed.

Hu que gave a happy smile and looked at Song Xijiao's eyes. He was more and more full of love and appreciation. How can such a clever woman not be loved?

"Then you Do you want to go with me, Xijiao? " Hu que Ming knew that it was not appropriate, but he could not help sending out the invitation. He has never been a regular person, and even more regard those rules and regulations as nothing! If song Xijiao promised to be with him at the moment, he would find a matchmaker to hire him almost immediately.

Song Xijiao was surprised and said, "me? I haven't met your grandfather before. Isn't it strange to go there

Seeing her unwilling, Hu que did not say anything more. Two people sat on the second floor, drinking tea and chatting, only listening to the bustling downstairs, more and more lively.

The clerk stood at the door and prepared the ink. Whenever guests came to visit, they were asked to taste the words on the wall. If they thought it was good, they would point an ink dot on the bamboo paper under the words. Each person could only order three pairs.

Because the handwriting has no signature, no celebrity effect, and it relies entirely on the ability to win, so the guests linger and stop. Some even can't help buying bamboo paper on the spot and copying it in the shop.

However, after half a day's work, the story spread from one to another. By the time it was getting dark, the ink spots under one of the words had even filled the bamboo paper.

Song Xijiao looked at the painting curiously. It was indeed a tour of the dragon, the dragon and the Phoenix. It had both momentum and delicacy. Among all the characters, he could see his writing skills most.

"Who wrote this?"

Hu que just looked at it and laughed: "the one who planted jujube trees at the gate of Hu San alley, Zhao Wenzhou."

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