It wasn't until Zhao Yun and his entourage couldn't see anyone that the onlookers remembered that this son had written an article in a shop. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the moment, one by one, they looked at the paper that was still lying quietly on the table.

Don't think that Zhao Yunjin's shop is chosen randomly, even if the four treasures of the study themselves are elegant things, the shop that operates the Zhao family's paper can be seen at a glance.

"Don't grab it, everyone!" The shopkeeper stood up at the right time: "Zilong Gongzi's ink treasure, wait for a certain to be pasted first." ”

"What Shopkeeper Zhao said is very true, maybe this is another heirloom work." The people in the innermost part are literati, and the people who can't read big characters don't have much interest, just look at the excitement.

"What maybe?" Someone next to him immediately retorted: "Since Mr. Zilong's masterpiece came out, how can there ever be a mediocre work?" Let someone have a sneak peek! ”

"Get out of the way!" Since Zhao Yan couldn't squeeze it out, he simply protected Mobao: "This is my nephew's work, let someone take it to the city, it is for the emperor to see, what do you want to do?" ”

"It turned out to be the fourth master!" The shopkeeper recognized it at this time: "Zilong Gongzi's ink treasure hasn't dried yet, please wait." ”

"You're so unpleasant!" A scholar from a humble family said loudly: "Mr. Zilong is a doctor of Hongdu Sect, and he is his student, and today he will definitely let such masterpieces spread all over the world." ”

"How are you doing?" Zhao Yan also ran out of ideas.

At this moment, he was in a dilemma, on the one hand, he wanted to catch up with Zhao Yun and his party, and on the other hand, he wanted to protect his masterpiece here.

"Anyway, as a student, it is the bounden duty of my Hongdu Men students to spread his works." This person spoke even to himself, impassioned.

"This gentleman, why don't you copy it now?" Shopkeeper Zhao stood up at the right time: "If Mr. is not too troublesome, just copy a few more copies." ”

"No trouble, no trouble!" This person was overjoyed: "Don't say one copy, it is ten percent of the hundredth, and a certain is also willing, it is the honor of the student to copy it for Mr. Zilong." ”

Zhao Yan was anxious, and when he saw the scholar of Nahong Dumen copying, although he didn't know much about the characters, he could see that it was the same font as his nephew Zhao Yun, and he suddenly felt a sense of pride.

"Fourth master, the pasting is ready." Shopkeeper Zhao's movements were fast and didn't make him wait long.

As soon as he went out, Zhao Yan immediately asked the accompanying soldiers: "Where is my nephew?" ”

"My lord, Mr. Zilong left with the convoy after he went out." The soldier cautiously replied, "We don't have a chance at all, there are too many onlookers." ”

Yes, if you want to enter the shop just now, you can use chicken feathers as arrows, but you can't use them again and again.

Don't say how Zhao Yan went back to report the good news to his eldest brother Zhao Zhong, Zhao Yun and his party were divided into several groups, after this incident just now, everyone was a little afraid, there were too many people, if they came at the city gate once, the reputation would spread in an instant.

Of course, whether that reputation is bad or good can only be seen by the benevolent and the wise, after all, you have not yet taken office, causing such a sensation, in the eyes of the older generation does not seem stable enough.

At the Middle Gate of Luoyang City, there were only a few people at first, but when they saw the convoy coming, they stepped forward to ask.

In the eyes of these people, Zhao Yun is a man who stands up to the sky, and he will not be incognito no matter what.

"Excuse me, but is it really Mr. Zhao Yun's convoy?" Those people were polite and asked the same thing every time.

"What? Zhao Yun is the Qiliner of the Zhao family, is he here in Luoyang? ”

"I guess it doesn't matter what you have to do at home, don't you know about such a big thing? Mr. Zhao Zilong is about to go to Hongdu Gate School as a doctor, and those students will be blessed in the future. ”

"Well, it's okay today, anyway, just wait here. Maybe I can meet Mr. Zhao in person and ask for his ink treasure. You don't know at all, his ink treasure is hard to find now. ”

"Who wants? You're not coaxing me, are you? Hard-pressed to find money? ”

"I'm going to lie to you! Those scholars who are too learned, don't look at them all walking with their heads held high, don't say it, those people are arranged by them. ”

"You mean?"

"That's right! The people of Taixue were very unconvinced by Mr. Zhao's reputation, and were ready to give him a dismissal as soon as he arrived here. Secretly there is a high price, who can get his Mobao, a word of hardware! ”

"Oh my God, is it worth so much? My eldest son can also write, so let him write and sell it for money! ”

"Forget it, although I don't know how talented your son-in-law is, he is definitely not as good as Mr. Zhao. It is said that if it were the whole article, the price would be a thousand gold! ”

"I take your love! The contemptible Jin San, known as Jin San Fat, has a shop specializing in selling jewelry in the gold market, and Brother Ren must go in to drink a glass of water and wine when passing by there in the future! ”

"Then thank you Brother Jin, contemptible Zhang Wu, there is a small grange outside the summer gate, and he provides some rich people with good vegetables every day. Brother Jin will be in need in the future, so he will send someone to say it. ”

"Okay, let's stop talking. As long as you find out that it is Mr. Zhao, you must rush over as soon as possible. You must first come and ask for two, one for you and one for me. Me too. ”

It's ridiculous to say, the reason why the world-famous Zhao family Qilin'er attracts ordinary people to greet them is just to ask for a word.

The people around those students were in a hurry, although they had a little fame behind them, the city gate of Luoyang was not a place where idle people could stop at will.

"Are we in the wrong place? There is the Middle East Gate here, the Upper East Gate over there, and the Consumption Gate below. Do you think Mr. Zilong will enter the city through the other two gates? ”

"Unlikely, think about his old man's identity? They must take the dignified road, and the upper east gate is mainly a waterway, and I have not heard of them coming by boat. It is even more impossible to consume the door, which is a place for counties and counties across the country to pay tribute. Although Mr. Zilong has never been to Luoyang, he will never go there with dignity. ”

At this time, it happened that another convoy was just let go by the soldiers.

"Excuse me, but Mr. Zilong in person?" A subordinate hurriedly stepped forward and asked respectfully.

"It's not!" The driver's face did not change.

"Brother Zhi, didn't you pass the curfew, is it possible to check it again?" The curtain of the car was lifted, revealing the faces of an old, middle-aged and young man inside, and the young man looked impatient.

"I'm sorry to disturb Your Excellency!" The man was in a hurry to leave.

"Zilong, you should pay attention everywhere in the future!" After the carriage traveled for a long time, Tong Yuan opened his eyes: "Do you know how dangerous it is?" ”

"There are so many people surrounding you, if someone makes a move, the teacher can only save you at most."

"Your three wives can't do anything as teachers. Remember, now you are not alone, you have a family, and you are about to become a father. ”

"It's futile fault!" Zhao Yun immediately apologized: "Master, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, no one dares to assassinate." Otherwise, the government will find out people in order to protect their face. ”

"Hmph, you said you still talked back!" Tong Yuan reprimanded: "When the time comes, everyone will be gone, what's the use of finding out the murderer?" ”

"That's what Master said!" This time, Zhao Yun sincerely apologized. (To be continued.) )