Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5013

Jasper Garden.

Lu Yuanding stood by the desk, feeling troubled.

Confused about which one to choose.

He liked both poems.

It made him reluctant to give up.

At this time, Shen Biyu came over and said: "Master Lu, these two capitals are excellent. I think, if you write "Lu Nu" on the scroll, and write the poem "East Garden" in a scroll separately, then how?"

After Lu Yuanding heard this, his eyes lit up, and then he looked at Yang Ruoqing.

"Mrs. Yang, look, can you help me write a poem?"

Immediately, he raised his hand and handed over the pen in his hand.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Master Lu, this is not appropriate."

"How could it be inappropriate? Look, you wrote this poem."

"I heard that Mr. Shen is a master of both calligraphy and painting. One stroke has broken away from the legacy of the ancestors and created its own characteristics. I think that my calligraphy is not exquisite enough to match calligraphy and painting. So, Mr. Shen, come here. Write it." Yang Ruoqing's lips curled up into a smile.

"I'll write?" Shen Biyu was astonished, she never thought how Yang Ruoqing would mention her, they didn't know each other before, and they didn't have any friendship.

"Yes, come, Master Shen, your calligraphy is self-contained and unique, just suitable for this calligraphy and painting." Yang Ruoqing smiled.

"Don't dare to call you everyone, Madam can just call you Biyu... Madam, have you seen my handwriting before?"

"Of course I have seen it, and I personally like it very much."

Yang Ruoqing is not lying. Shen Biyu's calligraphy is very expensive and valuable in the capital. The last time I asked Xingyun to collect a batch of jewelry, calligraphy and paintings from Ma Xiaoyun, and there is Shen Biyu's copybook inside. The calligraphy is extremely beautiful. It is indeed Quite a set.

At that time, she left an impression on Shen Biyu who had not met.

"Mrs. Yang is absurd, respect is worse than obedience, then I agree." Shen Biyu smiled and took the pen.

She became in a good mood, which was an unexpected surprise. She never thought that her handwriting could catch Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

She is very clear about her status. It has been extremely hard work for her to support a Zhuangyuan Building by herself all these years.

Even more so from time to time, she was harassed by powerful people. They didn't think that the medium was marrying her, but they just wanted to treat her as a plaything.

But she has a noble temperament, so she doesn't want to be stained with dirt.

She can think of a way to protect herself, but she just goes to various banquets and gatherings of powerful people, uses poetry, piano and chess to win the attention of powerful people, and uses this to build relationships in order to protect herself.

Shen Biyu knew Yang Ruoqing's status better than anyone else.

If a relationship is achieved, then there will be another layer of protection for the family and life, which is of course a happy event.

At this time, Lu Yuanding also glanced at Yang Ruoqing and sighed secretly.

It is said that Yang Ruoqing is arrogant and domineering, and looks at everything in the capital, but the facts before her eyes are that Yang Ruoqing has a basis for advancing and retreating, and knows how to hide clumsiness and flatter others.

No wonder she was able to go from a girl in a rural village to her current status.

This was not achieved by relying on Luo Fengtang, the great general who protects the country, but by relying on her own ability and skill.

After this experience, Shen Biyu can be considered to have a great affection for her, which may be a great business opportunity for her.

Brilliant, but knowing how to advance and retreat, such a person, even in the body of a daughter, dare not be called a hero.

but……

Lu Yuanding didn't know what Yang Ruoqing was thinking.

If she knew that Yang Ruoqing just thought her handwriting was really ugly, she would let Shen Biyu write it.

I'm afraid he won't have so many emotions.

Shen Biyu raised her white wrist and raised her hand to write on the scroll.

Then everyone started to tsk their tongues.

They not only praised Yang Ruoqing's two poems for being well written, but also praised Shen Biyu's handwriting for being beautiful. After some compliments, everyone went to have dinner in the hall near the gazebo.

There have already been more than a dozen tables of meals set up here, with a total of hundreds of people.

However, Yang Ruoqing didn't stay for too long, she just used it for a while, and proposed to leave with Mrs. Lu Yuan's wife, Mrs. Lu.

"Biyu, you take this jade pendant, and when you need it, you can come to Uncle Zhongyong's mansion to find me." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Okay, thank you Madam for your attention." Shen Biyu saluted.

……

afternoon.

Outside the factory ghost town in the suburbs, a woman in a lavender dress was looking up at the strange city built on the hillside in front of her.

The signboard above was removed, but was inlaid on the wall stone, engraved with the words "Ghost Gate Pass".

The more it is built, the more stylish it is.

Zi Yan found that this place is actually quite prosperous, many residents of the city come here to find excitement, and there are dozens of carriages parked outside.

Rich businessmen, dignitaries, sons of officials, and ordinary residents with well-off families, etc., all kinds of people are coming in or out at the door, bustling.

"This girl, can I take a step to speak?"

At this time, a thin-faced man approached, and he looked around vigilantly while talking.

"What's the matter?" Zi Yan took a look at this person, but didn't drive him away immediately.

She wanted to see what this man wanted to do.

"Girl, I have a discounted package ticket here. Do you want it? It's guaranteed to be legal and legal. It's definitely not a fake ticket." The thin-faced man opened his clothes to block the view of the people in front of him, with a small stack of papers in his palm.

Zi Yan suddenly realized.

It turned out that it was just a seller of bills for money. I didn't expect that this ghost town had not been open for a long time, and a scammer was born.

The ticket is of course fake, but from the surface, the texture is clear and the ink pads are exactly the same.

"How much is it?" Zi Yan smiled.

"150 renminbi, [-] renminbi less than the previous ticket seller, saving money..." The thin-faced man began to introduce how worthwhile and good his ticket was, spitting.

Originally, Zi Yan was thinking of joking, but when she was about to leave, the thin-faced man had a fierce look in his eyes and refused to let her go.

This is actually going to be forced to buy and sell.

Zi Yan's mood suddenly became bad, since that's the case, why are she still used to it?

With a flash of her footsteps, she grasped the thin-faced man's wrist, and with a swing of her arm, she flipped the thin-faced man 180 degrees and fell directly to the ground.

At this time, there were already inspectors coming over to watch the venue.

Zi Yan took out her identity token, identified it, and the inspector dragged away the thin-faced man.

Seeing the sad and fearful eyes of him being dragged away, Zi Yan felt a little better.

Sure enough, people's happiness is based on the pain of others.

She stepped into the ghost town, and there was already another follower beside her. This was another inspector standing at the door, and he volunteered to lead her the way.

"My lord, the person you are looking for is in the Ningyuan Pavilion in the back mountain. There are many family members living there. Miss Fu Yurou, that's right there." The young man Bai Ting smiled and pointed to the road.

(End of this chapter)