Beloved Husband

The other people copying books in Wei's bookstore were in a room with multiple people, but the situation was different. He was alone in a room.

At this moment, he was standing at the desk writing.

Ordinary people in Donggu County wear short clothes and trousers. If the family is not rich, women also wear trousers. After all, it is convenient and cost-effective to wear a skirt outside the trousers. Flowery cloth.

However, rich people tend to dress more carefully. Women must wear skirts, while men often wear long gowns.

Of course, different identities have different clothes, and they will be worn together with waistcoats and the like.

Yan Jing is not a rich man.

After it was cold, he asked him to make himself a cotton jacket and cotton trousers. Now he is wearing a cotton jacket and cotton trousers, standing at the table and writing.

Because he was too tall, he had to bend down a lot.

In short, there is no image.

Li Xiucai and others looked particularly speechless, but at this moment, Yan Jing started to write!

This time he chose a large piece of paper, penned with dragons and snakes, and wrote a poem: "The mountains and mountains pass thousands of miles, and the universe is clear. The purple air is coming from all corners of the world, and good fortune is in the hands."

Previously, Yan Jing wrote in small print, but this time it was written in big print.

The writing of small and large characters is different, because it is a bit dissatisfied after the scene is written.

However, Li Xiucai and others were already stunned.

This is so big that he can read it!

He also wrote such a good word!

This character is strong on the back of the paper and magnificent. The person who writes must be a broad-minded.

Li Xiucai and others looked at Yan Jingze and couldn't help but wonder—could it be that the things they had heard before and related to Yan Da were all false?

Frozen, Li Xiucai and others were about to praise, they heard Jingze said: "This word is not written properly..."

After speaking, Yan Jing picked up his pen, changed a piece of paper and wrote again.

After finishing writing Yanjing, he was still dissatisfied and wrote a third time.

Li Xiucai and others: "..." They thought that this person had written well enough for the first time, but as a result... could he write better?

A lot of calligraphy everyone can write good works, but also depends on the right time and place, and the result is this person...why is so casual?

"Mr. Li, what kind of calligraphy do you want? If that doesn't work, I can copy the book for you." Yan Jing said: "As long as you are willing to protect me."

"You... copy the book?" Li Xiucai asked.

"Yes, I have been copying books in bookstores recently to support my family." Yan Jing pointed to the papers he had just copied next to him.

Li Xiucai waited until he saw what Yan Jing would copy, and said one after another: "Violence of heavenly objects! Violent of heavenly objects!"

"This is such a good word, you actually used it to copy the book!"

"Such calligraphy is rare for a daughter!"

...

Yan Jing asked immediately: "My words are very valuable? Do you want to buy it?"

Li Xiucai and others: "..." They said that daughters were just a metaphor. As a scholar, can we not talk about cheesy money?

Of course, even though they thought so in their hearts, Li Xiucai and others did not hesitate to say: "I want to buy!"

But... they thought that the copy of the "San Zi Jing" was a calligraphy master, so they were willing to pay a high price, now...

After some bargaining, Yan Jing finally offered the price of writing 50 characters in large characters and helping people write the entire book for 20 characters.

In this way, the "San Zi Jing" written by him will be twenty-two combos!

At this time, the amount of silver taels exchanged for copper coins will vary depending on the price of silver, but it is generally more than one thousand liters, which can be exchanged for one tael of silver, and twenty-two pennies is twenty-two taels.

This is going to be posted!

Of course, these people didn't let him write the "Three Character Classic", so Li Xiucai took out a collection of his own poems and asked him to copy it again, and some people took out his own policy theory and asked him to copy it.

Everyone of the five talents who came this time had something he wanted him to write, and by the way, he also asked him to write some big characters—basically some words of blessing.

Yan Jing wrote as soon as he picked up his pen, writing Li Xiucai first.

While writing, Yan Jing asked other people: "Do you want to change the font?" Listening to these people, they are going to take these things to give gifts, to ask others, everyone will give the same, will it? not too good?

"Don't be distracted." Li Xiucai said. After speaking, he realized that even if Yan Jing was speaking, his writing was still very good and very fast. That speed... really enviable!

At this time, it takes nine days to examine people in the township examination. In addition to more questions, it also has something to do with the slower writing.

Most people don’t pay attention to writing well, and they can write very quickly. They can write two thousand words in one hour, but if they want to write well, they can write one thousand words in one hour.

But where is this person in front of you?

The brush moved fast in his hand. At his speed, he was afraid that he could write three or four thousand characters in one hour!

Yanjing is still at a speed of 4,000 characters in one hour, and you can write 20,000 characters in five hours a day.

Now there are twenty essays per word, that is four hundred guan.

Scholars are really making money!

Yan Jing feels that if someone is willing to buy, he is willing to write to the old.

"Can you change the font?" someone asked.

"If there is a copybook for me to refer to, I can follow it." Yan Jing said: "There is a copybook in the bookstore."

Several scholars looked at each other and immediately indicated that they would change the font-they all plan to use this character to give gifts to Master Zhou, and it is better to be different.

They went to find copybooks.

Yan Jing quickly copied Li Xiucai's collection of poems, and then began to learn from other copybooks.

He has copied a lot of books recently, and that brush seems to have become a part of his body, and he can write what kind of words he wants to write!

At this time, after reading the copybook and practicing, he immediately changed a font and wrote a policy argument.

Then learn another font...

Yan Jing learned very seriously, after all, these are things that can be used to make money in the future!

And those talents, they have nothing to say at this time.

All of them are proud of the sky, and they think they are very powerful, but after a few days of learning, an unlearned **** can far surpass them.

They all began to wonder if they were too stupid.

No, no, it's definitely not that they are too stupid, it is definitely that this gangster is too powerful.

This is not a gangster either... They are so embarrassed to call others a gangster, and they all want to turn their heads and worship...

As they were writing, county magistrate Zhu came in from outside.

Majesty Zhu came to the bookstore and regretted it a little.

He listened to a few catches, and he came to find the **** Yanda.

That said, he has been inquiring about, and he has never been to school. How could such a person copy books in a bookstore!

Copying books is not so easy!

But all came... Seeing that there was only a young man greeting the guests outside, the county magistrate asked, "Where is your shopkeeper?"

"A few talented men came, and the shopkeeper took them to the backyard." Said the trick.

How many talents came to this bookstore? You can go and have a look. Majesty Zhu took his entourage and immediately walked to the backyard.

As a result, as soon as he arrived in the backyard, he saw some paper hanging on several bonsai in the yard.

The newly written characters cannot be stacked together, they need to be dried first, so Li Xiucai and the others put the paper copied from the words and the scene and dried them around.

"Good word!" County magistrate Zhu passed by and glanced at the words on the paper, and couldn't help but marvel. What shocked him even more was that when he picked up a piece of paper, he found that the ink was still wet!

County magistrate Zhu is a Jinshi, and he has contacted many scholars, but he has not encountered a few who can write such good characters.

Seeing Lie Xinxi, the county magistrate Zhu wanted to talk to someone who wrote, but at this moment, he saw another piece of paper.

The characters on that piece of paper are different from those on the one he had read before, but they are also the same good characters!

Wait, there is a third handwriting here.

This is... There are three calligraphy guys who compete for calligraphy here?

The more he thought about it, the more excited the county magistrate Zhu became, and he somewhat spurned the writings of these calligraphers.

This poem is full of craftsmanship and unremarkable, it can't catch his eyes!

In addition, this policy theory does not pay attention to reality, it is actually a piece of opinion pieced together from some widely spread policy theories!

Although those few calligraphy are good, their knowledge is average...

The magistrate Zhu was thinking so, and Li Xiucai came out to dry the paper again.

"Master Zhu?" Li Xiucai saw the magistrate Zhu and hurriedly saluted. When a scholar sees an official like the county magistrate, he doesn't need to bow down, but he still has to practice the etiquette of a scholar.

County magistrate Zhu met Li Xiucai, who was a young student: "You are... this is what you wrote?" Li Xiucai's words are so outstanding? Why is the reputation not obvious?

"Master Zhu, I didn't write these." Li Xiucai said.

"Who wrote that?" the county magistrate Zhu asked.

"Master Zhu, have you... ever heard of Yan Da?" Li Xiucai asked.

"What's wrong with him?" the county magistrate Zhu asked: "Is it because he wrote it?"

"He wrote it, he wrote it all." Li Xiucai said.

County Order Zhu: "..." The words were so powerful that they could not only move those who arrested them quickly, but could also move Li Xiucai, so that these people could all speak good things for him.

What does he want to do?

Regardless, the county magistrate Zhu couldn't write such good words without believing it.

When Li Xiucai saw the appearance of the county magistrate Zhu, he knew what the county magistrate Zhu thought, and immediately said, "You can go in and have a look."

County magistrate Zhu looked at Li Xiucai suspiciously, and followed Li Xiucai into the house.

Then, he saw a man who was wearing a coarse cotton-padded jacket and looked very crude at first glance, writing something at his desk, because he was writing so attentively that he had never noticed his arrival.

Yan Jing actually found out that the county magistrate Zhu had arrived, but he was now a white body. He wanted to kneel when he saw the county magistrate. He didn't really want to kneel, so he just couldn't see it...

Yan Jing continued to copy the book.

Majesty Zhu leaned over to take a look and was stunned.

This man's hands are extremely rough, not at all like those of a pampered scholar, but his writing...

This word exceeds the vast majority of scholars!

More importantly, there is no accident in front of this person. It should be a big talk, the big talk that abducted Young Master Wei.

He was talking nonsense when he was a county government arrester before, didn't he?

This is so big that you can write such good words?

He is not a bully at all, is he? Did he eavesdrop outside the school since he was a child, and he was devoted to learning?

County magistrate Zhu was shocked, but Yan Jing finished another piece of paper.

Putting the paper aside, Yan Jing looked at the magistrate Zhu: "One word in twenty essays...do you want it?"