"Calligraphy? I know a little better." Zhong Yue looked at the beautiful figure inside the pearl curtain. The sitting posture was very stern, not like the dinosaur-level one.

The maid waved to the side, and someone immediately brought the pen and ink.

"There is nothing special. The housekeeper grandpa said that he had swearing, and it was for the little girl to avoid it, but this Holy Mobao is particularly valuable. Although my father is only my daughter, I cannot let me make trouble. Since Mr. Zhong said that he would borrow, it would be not difficult to borrow and borrow again. Write me a loan note, okay?"

Zhong Yue frowned, he was confused. He borrowed it so easily? It was not a condom.

"That's the case, why don't the lady discuss with Mr. Zhang before making a decision?"

"Haha, I dare not say this to Mr. Zhong, but Mr. Zhong said before that he wanted to be the deacon in our family and was also the candidate for the young woman's husband. If I borrow a painting from my ancestors, I can't make the decision. That would be too unpopular. Why should my father do such a son-in-law?"

Zhong Yue looked at the paper and pen in front of him and said, "Then I'm more respectful than obedient."

"please."

Zhong Yue thought for a while and still used the brushwork of lacquer calligraphy. Although the small characters in lacquer calligraphy are too difficult to control, at Zhong Yue's level, if you can't even control the size of the font, that would be too bad.

"Please take a look at it, my lady."

Zhong Yue handed the written proof to the waitress next to him.

The beautiful figure in the pearl curtain held the stat in his hand, paused for a moment, and said, "Mr. Zhong's brushwork is refreshing to the little woman."

"Where are there?" Zhong Yue smiled slightly, refreshing. Have you never seen the characters before, or is it not written like this in Daqian's words? It should be the same as what he wrote. The Mid-Autumn Festival Songs and the waist cards in his hand were all standard Chinese characters.

Zhang Lingxue was getting more and more unable to see through the man outside the pearl curtain. "Ping'er, take Mr. Zhong to find the second housekeeper, and said that this lady ordered me to take Mr. Zhong to pick a Holy Ink Treasure."

"yes."

Zhong Yue was a little puzzled. The Miss Zhang family made a short comment and took him to borrow calligraphy without saying anything else. That's all. He thought there were other conditions.

"Then I will say goodbye first."

"etc."

Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows, sure enough! It seems that there are still conditions.

"What other instructions do you have in my mind?"

"Have Mr. Zhong traveled far away recently?"

"Far-door? No. What?"

"Oh, okay. I would like to remind Mr. Zhong that although the opportunities in the Dragon Pond are endless, they are also extremely dangerous. I hope that the young master will return here, so I can hold my hand."

Zhong Yue's eyelids twitched. What... what... what does this mean? He suddenly felt that this IOU vaguely seemed to be a "meat selling contract".

Is this considered a romantic debt?

But I have borrowed everything. If I say the truth now, I'm afraid I'll be dumped by Miss Zhang.

Zhong Yue now had to bite the bullet and walk out of the water pavilion.

After walking out of the water pavilion, Zhong Yue turned his head, looked at the little maid beside him, and asked, "Your lady..." Zhong Yue wanted to say if he was too lonely and missed the spring?

The maid looked up at Zhong Yue, looking curious about the baby.

Zhong Yue wanted to speak but stopped, "Forget it..."

...

...

After half a cup of tea, another sedan chair was carried to the water pavilion.

Zhang Qijun, with sleeveless hands, even carried the sedan chair into the water pavilion. Except for the person behind the pearl curtain, the rest of the people retreated and he left, and he left. "It is said that the water splashed by the married daughter, girl, is a father who tries every means to keep you in the Zhang family, and then he recruits a son-in-law to come to the door. You are so anxious to send yourself out before the person comes to the door? Is it even the word reserved..." He said halfway, thinking of his daughter's arrogant, extravagant and lewd words, and the word reserved is indeed unrelated.

"What's the reason for you to talk to Father?"

"What reason should Dad listen to?"

"If you want to borrow the predecessor of the Saint, do you know that if you put these treasures outside, you will be robbed of blood and cannot buy them! Even if you borrow them, the saints' family will treasure them by themselves and will not show them to others. You have tried your best to give some sweetness to those casual cultivators before you can throw out this bait. You can borrow them as soon as you say you want. It's so generous."

Zhang Lingxue lay on the couch, "Dad wants to hear the reason why he borrowed the bell but did not use the holy treasure in front of the holy treasure?"

"That's right."

"What are the three sons of Wuzhong?"

"Squatting forward, talented."

"What about the saint Zhang Xu?"

Zhang Qijun frowned and suddenly became short of breath, "The world calls Zhang Zuisu, and such a talent that is beyond the reach of the world, naturally cannot be compared. What? What does this have to do with your willfulness?"

"My daughter is betting."

"Gambling? What to bet?"

"My daughter is not a gambling clock, she has the resources of Zhang Changshi."

Zhang Qijun's face was mixed and he smiled in an instant, "Come on, Xiaoxue, you have a good chat with your father. There must be a basis for this bet."

"I heard that half a year ago, the Mid-Autumn Festival book chanting night in Daoting in Longxi showed the talent of [Phoenix Ming Jiugao]."

"Well, it's been more than half a year since this matter has been found. It is said that it was kidnapped by a saint with the means of heaven. Why? Is there any connection with this person?"

Zhang Lingxue held her cheeks, "That man's surname is Zhong when he heard it."

Zhang Qijun sat down, "After that day, Daoting checked the roster that night. There was no one with the surname Zhong at all. It was obvious that it was just a fake identity."

Zhang Lingxue shook the white paper in her hand, "I asked the second housekeeper to check this, and it was also a piece of white paper. In Jiangbei, I have to leave something for a tip and a credit account, right? Besides, a commoner who has no realm."

Zhang Qijun listened to the smell, and it seemed that it was not the servant who reported that the lady was a eccentric person. He calmed down and asked again: "No background and no realm, it can only prove that he is an ordinary person. There are many such people in Jiangbei and many of them have the surname Zhong. How can you say that he is the man from Longxi?"

"But the surname Zhong is not very detailed, so you can mention the saint Yu Mo. And according to the report of the servant, you also mentioned that the picture drawn by the second level is not a little bit or two. Dad, you can see it."

Zhang Qijun narrowed his eyes and sneered: "The two old guys from the second level don't know where they got the picture. There must be something wrong with the two ordinary people who can perfectly copy the Vajra Spindle Turtle! As for the first level, I don't know that this is the case. After hearing what you said, this person is indeed suspicious."

"It's not suspicious, it's possible."

"Aren't you afraid of being entrusted with someone?"

A trace of cunning flashed in Zhang Lingxue's eyes, "With this IOU, he is willing to swear at the Holy Monument and take another ten thousand steps. It's really a mistake. We won't lose money if we turn into insects in the Dragon Pool. But I have other intentions."

"Speak up?"

"If it is really this person, then there must be a saint behind him. Dad, just imagine, if you marry into the Zhang family, even if this person cannot become a saint, who dares to move me in the Zhang family? If it weren't for this person, let alone the Dragon Pool was extremely dangerous, even the rest of the people would probably attack him? Then we will kill my Zhang family and put them under house arrest..." Zhang Lingxue stopped talking.

Zhang Qijun had some conspiracy in his heart and said with a smile: "I don't know how many birds are in one stone, it's amazing!"
Chapter completed!