After taking the brush, Lu Heng rolled up his sleeves, held the brush in his hand and dipped the tip in the inkstone.
He took a slight breath, walked forward directly, and wrote down the paragraph next to the first couplet where he left the place to write.
Following Lu Heng's wrist, it shook slightly. The soft tip of the pen moved across the paper as if it were a spirit.
Neat and powerful regular script slowly presented the second couplet.
Beside him, Agui followed the master's pen and read word by word: "The Han resisted the Chu soldiers, the Jin resisted the Shizhong, and fought in the Tang and Zhou Dynasties. The three-character Hulao Pass has been in ancient times!"
Hulao Pass?
Seeing these three words appear at the end of the second line, I had been holding my breath, waiting for the store where Lu Heng's writing stopped, and his face suddenly fell.
He slumped down on the chair dejectedly, his face so miserable that he almost watered his face.
Lu Hengyou's writing style was like a trembling dragon. After he wrote the last stroke on the paper, he gently took back the brush, took a step back, and looked at the couplet up and down.
"How about it, shopkeeper!" After returning the brush to Agui, Lu Heng straightened the cuffs of his sleeves, turned around, and looked at the dejected shopkeeper with a smile.
Hearing this, the store owner lowered his head and sighed sadly.
He raised his head and saw the scholar looking at him with a smile. With a grimace, he took out a small piece of paper from his sleeve and presented it to Lu Heng with both hands.
Lu Heng took the note, unfolded it and saw the three powerful words of "Hulao Pass" on it. He smiled faintly and put the note into his sleeve.
"Young Master, you are so talented!" The store owner praised Lu Heng in a heart-wrenching manner. He lowered his head, walked behind the counter, opened the lock with trembling hands, and took out the land deed and house deed of the store.
The store owner held the pieces of paper with trembling hands. After walking out from behind the counter in a daze, he raised his hands above his head and said respectfully: "Sir, where are these people!"
As he spoke, he found that the store was extremely quiet.
Looking up, the shopkeeper was shocked to find that the scholar had left at some unknown time.
He stared blankly at the empty shop, unable to turn his head around for a while.
"Where are the people?"
After leaving the door, Lu Heng stopped, raised his head, and enjoyed the sunshine. The warm light made people feel very comfortable. The gentle breeze made Lu Heng feel the worries that had been bothering him for a long time.
Then take it easy.
It is undeniable that the talent of the person who wrote the couplet is indeed very talented. Moreover, the writing is not sloppy and full of atmosphere.
However, what really attracted Lu Heng's attention was not his talent. It was the extraordinary domineering and broad chest he displayed in that couplet.
It is connected to Songyue Mountain in the south and Wushan Mountain in the north. The natural dangers strangle the west and east, overwhelming the two rivers and eagle hunting lands.
A short first couplet, using only two words, "connection" and "suppression", presents the dangerous place of that day on the paper in a superb way.
Such a chest is not something ordinary people can possess.
Moreover, later, I heard what the shopkeeper said, and he seemed to know that when he was doing it in Jiangning. Moreover, it seemed that he knew it, or even knew it very well.
Oh, who on earth can have such a cheerful spirit, such magnanimity, and such a powerful eye?
Thinking about it carefully, the identity of that person has already been revealed.
Ha, it can't really be him, can it?
Take a deep breath and throw away the thoughts in your mind.
Lu Heng turned his head and glanced towards the north, his expression calm, and the look in his clear eyes flashed.
I secretly thought in my heart, if it is really you!
Thank you very much!
Lu Heng quietly glanced towards the north, smiled, turned around, put his hands behind his back, and headed home.
After buying some new year's goods on the road, the master and servant led the horses and walked towards the door of their house.
When I arrived at the door of the new home, I happened to catch up with Liu Qingqing, holding a broom in her hand, bending down to clean the courtyard at the door.
At this time, she was holding the broom seriously and carefully sweeping the dead branches and leaves in front of the door. However, her body was a little weak after all, and after a few sweeps, she gasped again and again.
However, it seemed that the woman was extra serious today.
Stand up, straighten up, rest for a moment. Then he bites the red chun, lifts up his sleeves, wipes the sweat on his forehead, and continues to fiddle with the heavy sweeper to sweep the already clean floor.
"I'll do it!" Lu Heng trembled slightly in his heart, ran over quickly, took the broom from the woman's hand without any explanation, and said calmly.
Suddenly someone rushed over and took the broom away from her hand. The woman was startled. When she raised her head, she found that it was her uncle who had returned from unknown time.
Liu Qingqing straightened up, wiped her hands, wiped the sweat on her forehead, looked at the scholar in front of her with trembling eyes, pursed her lips, smiled, and said softly: "Uncle!"
Oh, everything is still so beautiful and peaceful.
Seeing her uncle straighten up, the woman turned her head, smiled calmly, and looked at herself. She lowered her head gently and smiled shyly.
In the slightly blowing wind, the woman with lowered eyebrows in the lead had a shy smile on her beautiful cheeks. She was biting the red and dripping cherry blossoms gently, looking unparalleled in beauty.
The blue color was dancing slightly in the wind. At the door of the ancient courtyard, the woman smiled shyly, like a fairy.
"Last year, uncle bought a lot of things!"
The candlelight was dim, flickering brightly and dimly.
In the room, the uncle and sister-in-law sat opposite each other at the table, eating dinner quietly.
The woman sat opposite, with her head lowered, picking at the rice grains in the bowl absentmindedly with her bamboo chopsticks, and whispered in a low voice.
"At that time, I made some money and bought a lot of things!" Lu Heng answered vaguely while eating.
"Oh, at that time, when I came back with a lot of things on my back, the envious eyes of the neighbors were like, tsk tsk! Well, there is also you!" When I talk about this, I am not feeling proud. Rather, I think of that day when the woman saw him and squeaked.
Lu Heng felt funny in his heart when he carried something back with a squeaking sound and covered his mouth in surprise.
"Uncle!" The woman's pretty face turned red, as if she was remembering the scene that day, and she muttered in a low voice.
"Did I look like a nouveau riche back then?" Lu Heng put down his bowl and chopsticks, raised his head, looked at Liu Qingqing, and said with a smile.
"Nouveau riche?" It's a very new word. I've never heard of it before. The woman raised her head, holding her chin in her hand, and blinked her beautiful eyes.
"Well, that's the kind of person who has been poor for a long time, um, and then suddenly gets rich one day, spends money lavishly, and has no taste!" Lu Heng explained to the woman after thinking about it.
When the woman heard what her uncle said was interesting, she pursed her lips and smiled. She lowered her head and continued eating without answering.
"Really?" Lu Yan kept waiting for the answer, but never thought about Liu Qingqing. Hearing the words, he just smiled secretly, but did not answer him.
"You still said?" Seeing her uncle looking at her with a sad face, Liu Qingqing raised her head and rolled her eyes at him angrily.
Thinking of that day, my uncle was carrying something on his back, smiling silly at himself from afar. Then he waved his hands as he walked, and shouted unabashedly: "Qingqing, open the door quickly. My brother is back!"
At that time, the neighbors all looked sideways, looking at herself strangely, and then looked at her uncle who was smiling silly. Liu Qingqing felt shy and funny at the same time.
Now, hearing her uncle mention this matter again, the woman couldn't help but blush. After glaring at him, she lowered her head, covering her mouth and snickering.
Just as he was smiling, he heard the uncle across from him let out a long sigh.
Mocking his chin, with a look of fascination, he said to himself: "A century-old foundation, a rich family, Zijin's heart has been open for more than a month, and it seems to be almost hundreds of thousands. Future generations of children and grandchildren.
, as long as it is not too prodigal, it should be almost enough. Under one person, above ten thousand people, hehe, although this is a bit difficult, it is still possible.
Huh!"
Lu Heng suddenly stopped talking to himself, turned around, looked at the pretty girl whose face was burning with shame, and asked in a fuss: "Hey, what's wrong with you?"
Those three conditions were discussed by Liu Qingqing to Lu Heng at Qixia Temple that day.
She agreed at that time that as long as Lu Heng could do those three things, she would marry Lu Heng.
Now, as his uncle said, Zijin's heart has been open for more than a month, and he has earned more than ten thousand yuan. As long as his children and grandchildren...
Descendants and grandchildren...
Thinking of these four words in her heart, Liu Qingqing suddenly felt shy.
He raised his head and saw the wide-eyed man looking at him in a fuss.
The woman blushed and stopped talking.
I saw a strange smile in my uncle's wide eyes.
Liu Qingqing blushed, pouted her little mouth, and looked at the scholar with anger and resentment in her beautiful eyes. She couldn't hold back anymore, raised her head, and laughed.
"Uncle!"
The sky was as blue as a wash in the oak morning, and the sun shone down on the earth. The hoarfrost on the path reflected the enchanting light in the golden morning glow.
At the entrance of the small courtyard, a woman in a long blue dress was bathed in the golden morning light. Her face was extremely beautiful, and her charming smile and frown made the entire morning in Jiangning eclipse.
The elegant long skirt dances with the wind.
"It's crooked, it's crooked, turn to the right!" The woman stood outside the hall, giggling, pointing to the uncle who was standing in front of the pillar with the Spring Festival couplets posted, and said with a smile.
"how about this!"
"It seems like it's a little too far to the right!"
"Should we keep to the left or to the right?"
"Hehe, I won't tell you!"
"..."
The day of New Year's Eve passed very quickly. After dinner, it was already sunset.
At this time, night has enveloped the land of Jiangning. The simple and solemn Jiangning City, thousands of lights, and the endless sound of firecrackers resound through the night sky of Jiangning.
In the night sky, stars are twinkling. Smoke blooms, colorful.
In the small courtyard, a fire was burning brightly. The blazing fire illuminated the small courtyard and also illuminated the woman's beautiful face.
"It's so beautiful!" In the sky, a lotus blossomed. The woman raised her head, quietly looked at the lotus in the night sky, and murmured softly.
The night wind blew by, and the woman's green hair was blowing in the wind. Her long blue skirt was dancing lightly.
Jingle Bell……
A crisp sound like a silver bell rang in my ears.
The woman heard the sound and turned her head to look.
I saw in the blazing fire, in front of me, an uncle in a white and light green gown, smiling slightly and looking at me.
In his hand, he held a shining and delicate golden hairpin.
"Qingqing, happy New Year!"
Looking at her uncle's warm smile, the woman pursed her lips and smiled lightly, her face as bright as a flower.
In the fourth year of the Qingyuan Period of the Great Zhou Dynasty, on New Year's Eve in Jiangning, the sky was filled with fiery trees and silver flowers...!