Ninefold Purple

Dou Zhao asked Song Yan to be the shooter, and he was so blatant that Ji Yong and He Yu were dumbfounded.

"What? Can't you?" Dou Zhao ignored their reactions, and said slowly, "It's all ghostwriting anyway, so it's not the same to find someone? Besides, Song Yan's handwriting is much better than mine."

When Xie Yuanji, who can help a talented young man, saw Mr. Ming Jiyong write Spring Festival couplets, Song Yan's face flushed with excitement.At this time, after hearing Dou Zhao's words, I couldn't help but cast a grateful look at Dou Zhao, and said loudly excitedly: "Ji Juren, although my handwriting is not as good as what Miss Fourth said, I will write it very seriously. ..."

Who knew that Ji Yong said unceremoniously: "Since it is not as good as Miss Si said, why do you help me write Spring Festival couplets?"

Song Yan froze there in embarrassment. [

Dou Zhao turned pale with anger, and said with a sneer, "I'm just being modest, so if you say something polite, you should take it seriously." She called Song Yan, "Since Mr. Ji doesn't need help here, let's go back first!"

He Yu squinted his eyes and smiled.

Ji Yong's face turned blue immediately, and he said to Song Yan: "Stop! You write two words first and I'll see!"

Song Yan looked at Dou Zhao, and then at Ji Yong, looking very embarrassed.

Dou Zhao couldn't help but secretly sighed in his heart.

When a scholar meets Juren, he is like a son meeting his father, let alone Song Yan who has no fame.

People are found by themselves, so you can't leave them alone, right?

Dou Zhao smiled and said to Song Yan: "Then write a few words for Ji Juren to see." Then he pretended to be competitive and said, "Don't let Ji Juren look down on us!" Embarrassment was masked.

He Yu's eyes lit up.

Song Yan replied "Yes" repeatedly, and walked timidly to the desk.

Ji Yong looked at his face with a slight smile.followed.

Picking up the pen, Song Yan completely calmed down, as if he had changed, with a look of determination on his brows.The writing is steady and powerful, and Yan Kai's first-hand writing is solemn and correct, with considerable skill.Even Ji Yong let out a "huh", put away his indifferent face, and looked at the side seriously.

He Yu glanced at Dou Zhao, and walked over to watch.

Dou Zhao pouted at Ji Yong.

Song Yan put down the pen, stood aside respectfully, and asked Ji Yong to appreciate it.

Ji Yong stood where he was, casually glanced at the desk with his hands behind his back.Ask him: "Will it be right?"

His expression was dignified, his tone was indifferent, revealing that the strong were condescending. For the first time, Dou Zhao felt that the person in front of him had the appearance of a proud young man.

"Please teach me, sir!" Song Yan waited nervously.

Ji Yonglang said in a loud voice: "Tian Hanmei Guao."

Everyone in the courtyard opened their eyes wide.

Such... a vulgar pair?

He Yu chuckled lightly and said, "How about a 'snow is as light as a horse's hooves'?" A hint of teasing flashed in his eyes.

Ji Yong glanced at He Yu coldly.

He Yu raised his eyebrows indifferently.

Song Yan lowered his head and thought carefully.

Dou Zhao couldn't help but wait patiently.

What exactly does Ji Yong mean?

He shouldn't be playing such an obvious pair.

What content is in line with his mind?

Tao Li Jing Fang Fei?

This is too simple.

Dou Zhao guessed.Then I heard Song Yan answer the sentence "Spring is warm and all things are revived" in fear.

"Okay!" Ji Yong said, "You can just use this desk and write two hundred Spring Festival couplets and you're done."

Song Yan let out a long sigh, and answered "yes" with joy on his face, and walked quickly to the desk to start cutting the paper, as if he was afraid that he would lose the job if he was too late.

Dou Zhao smiled wryly.

However, He Yu was surprised and said, "Is this pair a bit too plain?"

Ji Yong said bluntly: "It's not the right person at the Jinluan Palace. Can those people understand me when I come up with "Confucius, Mencius and Laozi"? Qujie Luxiang, just make auspicious and festive New Year's Day."

He Yu blushed slightly.

Song Yan nodded again and again, obviously elated that he guessed Ji Yong's mind correctly.

Ji Yong took the opportunity to say: "Why do many people who usually write colorful articles fail repeatedly when they enter the arena? I just don't know what the examiner is going to test him...he asked him to write [-] characters, but he had to write [-] characters." , so what if it’s just the words? So the easiest thing in the world is to make art, and you can never make mistakes when you write according to the routine..." The tone was very loud.

He Yu was embarrassed when he heard that. [

Song Yan was very shocked, looking at Ji Yong nakedly showing admiration.

Seeing that he had nothing to do here, Dou Zhao greeted Ji Yong and He Yu.She was going to sit at Mrs. Ji's place for a while, but after walking a few steps, she saw the door of the East Study Room opened, and Dou Dechang waved to her from behind.

She remained calm and entered the study.

Dou Dechang slumped on the chair and said, "Fourth sister, you are such a shrewd person, why did you get tricked by Ji Jianming? If you hadn't moved Song Yan to help you, I had no choice but to go out and help you write Spring Festival couplets for him."

"What did Ji Juren do again?" Dou Zhao teased, "Why does everyone seem to be avoiding him?"

"It's nothing." Dou Dechang said dejectedly, "A few of us were writing couplets there, and Qiguang jokingly answered a piece of 'Bo Yuzi Sishang, Kaiyuan Tian Shunzhanghe', but Ji Jianming sneered at it, saying that it would be better to say 'I am a son and a grandson' '...Qiguang ran away in anger...we can't say no to him..."

Boyu, Zisi, and Zishang are grandson's son, grandson, and great-great-grandson respectively.Kaiyuan, Tianshun, and Zhanghe are the reign titles of the founding emperor Gaozong, the second emperor Gaozong, and the third emperor Renzong.

Dou Qiguang's pairing was just to flatter the royal family's intention to protect the country forever, and Ji Yong mercilessly laughed at it, so naturally he couldn't stand it.No wonder Ji Yong said "Confucius, Mencius, and Laozi" just now, so there is this allusion.

"This Ji Jianming's words are too poisonous." Dou Zhao said, "Just now when he tested Song Yan against his opponent, he also laughed at Mr. He. Fortunately, Mr. He didn't have the same knowledge as him, otherwise he would definitely have to fight with him. There was a quarrel on the spot." Then he said, "I saw Mr. He's Qiu Yi Jin belt earlier. I thought he was just a playboy, but I didn't expect him to be quite calm."

"Don't think he is such a good thing!" Dou Dechang said impatiently, "Do you know how he found me?"

Dou Zhao was surprised: "Didn't you say you met on the road?"

"What!" Dou Dechang leaned vigorously on the big welcoming pillow behind him, "That's a speech to the elders. He is the guy who sang a big show in the middle of the night at Dafang Temple. Later, I won 500 taels of silver in the cockfight. For the 500 taels of silver, he handed over both black and white. If I hadn’t been studying at home for a few months, I would have been caught by him. So I was watched as soon as I went out, otherwise he wouldn’t be with us. Let's set off together."

Dou Zhao didn't have too many surprises when he thought of the first time he met him.

It's just that this situation is very inconsistent with what she measured. She thought that the fifth uncle wanted to curry favor with the He family, and that He Yu, Dou Dechang and others went together.

She couldn't help asking: "Why did he find you? It's not for the 500 taels of silver, is it? I don't think he is such a stingy person!"

"He doesn't care about the 500 taels of silver, but he can't afford to lose this person!" Dou Dechang said angrily, "I think it's shameful to lose to my hands. I want to win it back and wash my shame. But I don't fight cocks anymore... ...I still want to take the provincial examination next year! He didn't believe it at first, but he reluctantly believed it later, but he insisted that I sell him the iron general that I used to fight cock with. Just keep pestering me. I must help him raise a chicken that is as powerful as the former Iron General... I can’t let my father and mother know that if they know that I am winning cockfights, they must let me go to Beijing It is not allowed to kneel in the ancestral hall!"

"That's true." Dou Zhao said, "Then what are you going to do?"

Dou Dechang sighed: "It's a pity that Wu Shan is not here, otherwise, if this matter is brought to his body, how can father and mother blame me!"

Wu Shan!

Their relationship has always been good.

If Dou Dechang was blamed, he probably wouldn't care.

I don't know how he is now?

But I haven't seen him for a few months, that person seems to be a distant memory.

Dou Zhao took a sip of tea silently.

Dou Dechang said embarrassingly: "I, I didn't mention him on purpose..."

"It's okay." Dou Zhao said, "The marriage is not settled. It's not like turning against each other. Wu Shan is a very good person and treats you very well..." In the previous life, he also helped you marry a daughter-in-law, and admitted all bad things.She couldn't help persuading, "Brother Twelfth shouldn't alienate Brother Wu because of these things."

"No wonder Wu Shan values ​​you." Dou Dechang couldn't help but said with emotion, "Fourth sister is open-minded, and women don't give up to men."

Dou Zhao laughed.Said: "I like to hear good things the most. No matter what Brother Twelve said is true or not, I will happily accept it." Very frankly.

Dou Dechang's mood immediately improved a lot. He stood up and said, "Come on, I'll help them write Spring Festival couplets too. We can't let Song Yan stand against Ji Jianming alone. His body is still a little thin."

I'm afraid Song Yan felt that it was enjoyment rather than suffering.

Dou Zhao also stood up with a smile: "Then I'll go talk to Aunt Six, I haven't seen Aunt Six for some days."

Dou Dechang shook his head: "You girls, you sent someone to send some pots of wintersweet to your mother yesterday, did you forget?"

"I didn't come again!" Dou Zhao cherished the time to be close to Mrs. Ji.

The two walked out of the room talking and laughing.

In the evening, Dou Zhao and Chen Qushui discussed the matter: "...I'm afraid we may have made a mistake in our judgment. Maybe He Wendao doesn't want to get involved in the dispute between elders too early at this time."

"It's also possible." Chen Qushui also attaches great importance to this news, "Although He Wendao was joined by Zeng Yifen, the He family has always been a faction of its own, and does not participate in anyone's business, which is why the He family has survived for so many years reason."

Dou Zhao nodded, and said, "You should also check the He family's affairs. He Yu is the youngest son. Why did He Wendao send him back to his hometown to worship his ancestors?"

"I see." Chen Qushui responded, and went down to arrange for people to investigate the affairs of He's family.

After the Laba Festival, news came from Kyoto: "He Wendao, a young man, married the daughter of his teacher. He respected this lady very much, and the two had six sons and three daughters, sons of different births. He Yu is an old mussel. Shengzhu, 22 years younger than the He family's uncle, Mrs. He and Mrs. He love each other like eyes. This time, when I went back to the hometown to worship the ancestors, the original arrangement was for the He family's uncle, but because He Yu was arguing to come, it was temporarily changed to Him.” (to be continued)