Pei Yunjin tried to persuade him again, and seeing that he had made up his mind, although he didn't understand why, he was helpless.
By the way, Zhang Zaifu left some things for you
Speaking, he stood up and took a yellow wooden box from the shelf.
Left for me? "Jiang Fan curiously opened it and saw that there were ink stones in the wooden box.
A blue and yellow pen, a snow-white and flawless inkstone.
Spring and Autumn pens, black and white inkstones? "Jiang Fan was surprised.
These two are the symbols of the prime ministers of the five countries, which are considered treasures in the hearts of scholars all over the world, even if they are gold or silver, they cannot be exchanged.
Why did Zhang Zaifu give me this beloved item
Pei Yunjin said enviously, "Zhang Zaifu said that this time he retired, he received the word 'Xiao Lang', and his remaining wishes are sufficient. These two things will be left to Xiao Lang as a souvenir, which can be considered as repaying Xiao Lang's gift of words
Jiang Fan held it in his hand and, in a moment, looked at Pei Yunjin with thieving eyes and said, "Sister, these two things are very valuable
Pei Yunjin is speechless. Don't you treat money like dirt?
Jiang Fan chuckled and said, "I am still very greedy for money, mainly because I really don't need it. Otherwise, I would have let my sister know what the number one financial fan of ancient and modern times is
I heard your nonsense!
Pei Yunjin rolled his eyes, but a beauty is still a beauty, even a roll of his eyes can make him charming.
You can be silly, this is just a piece of green bamboo. This inkstone is also only carved from white stone, but although the material is ordinary, it is a true treasure in the hearts of people all over the world because of the extraordinary people who use it. Collect it well. If someone knows that you want to exchange spring and autumn pens and black and white inkstones for money, they may even drool over your small broken boat
Oh... well, I thought it was really made of some rare precious jade... "Jiang Fan couldn't help but curl his lips, feeling greatly disappointed.
Jiang Fan lost interest and fiddled with it a few times, asking, "Sister, this inkstone is completely white and flawless. Why is it called a black and white inkstone? And how did this Spring and Autumn brush get its name
Pei Yunjin said, "You don't even know this? Sometimes you really don't know whether you are learning about heaven and man or not. The Spring and Autumn Pen was originally made from a section of green bamboo picked from the Qianhuang Ridge on Mount Taihua. After years of use, it was half green and half yellow, and the words' ren yun 'implied the meaning of Spring and Autumn. Master Zaifu used this pen to write Spring and Autumn, so it was called the Spring and Autumn Pen. The Black and White Inkstone was carved from a white stone that Master Zhang found at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, but after studying the ink, the black and white were clearly defined. People say that Zhang Zaifu was upright throughout his life, discerning right from wrong. Just like this white inkstone, black and white are clearly defined, so it is called the Black and White Inkstone. That's right
I see, it's not that these two things are special in themselves, but that Zhang Zaifu gave them value
After playing with it for a moment, Jiang Fan put the inkstone into the box and pushed it towards Pei Yunjin, saying, "Sister Pei, it's not convenient for me to carry this thing, so I'll leave it with you
Pei Yunjin was also taken aback and asked, "Are you stupid? Is this precious thing just left with me
Jiang Fan shook his head indifferently and said, "It's quite heavy, and I don't have a place to put it. Anyway, I'm also uneducated and lazy to read and write. What's the use of keeping it? If one day my sister falls in love with any charming scholar, it would be a good gift for him
Pei Yunjin slapped him hard on the forehead and said, "Nonsense! Zhang Zaifu's treasure was not given to anyone casually. The old gentleman treats you differently, and this thing has a certain sense of inheritance. Even if you give it to me, I dare not take it
Jiang Fan said, "Anyway, I don't care. There are still a lot of goods to bring. Sister, if you don't want them, just help me store them. My shabby thatched cottage can't afford such literary treasures. The old gentleman is really giving me problems. What's the name for giving me this thing? Uh... Yes, Mingzhu is secretly thrown
Pei Yunjin was speechless as he stroked his forehead. This younger brother's lazy nature was truly rare, and he didn't look like a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old. This is Zhang Zaifu's Spring and Autumn Pen, Black and White Inkstone. It's something that no one can dream of. He just casually pushes two or five, which looks quite disdainful.
You... hey! Sister doesn't even know what to say about you
Then don't say anything, can you give me another bowl of noodles
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Xiaolang is really a strange person... "Pei Yunjin leaned against the window and regained his lazy appearance.
Who said it wasn't? It was a gift from Zhang Zaifu, who is famous all over the world. He is so good that he has been abandoned like an old shoe. "Little Lotus girl was also puzzled.
They are all extraordinary people and scholars. How could Xiaolang give that piece of poetry to be of ordinary quality? Even if it were a heavenly melody, he might not be able to make it. It's really hard for him to have such life insights at such a young age, just like
Like an old man, "Xiao He said.
Pei Yunjin said, "If he had never experienced the stormy waves, if he had countless ten years of life experience, how could he have written such poetry? But he is clearly just a young man
Xiao Qing's face has always been cold, but he also couldn't figure it out: "Perhaps the fisherman on Longjiang is also him, otherwise how could he write such heroic and free spirited poems at such a young age without seeing the water of Longjiang rising from the sky
On one hand, he is carefree and unrestrained, on the other hand, he is indifferent to the vicissitudes of life, and on the other hand, he is a happy young man. Which one is the real Xiaolang
All three of them were somewhat silent. After a long time, Xiaoqing took the lead and said, "Xiaolang is an extraordinary person who is unpredictable. However, for us, the release of a Linjiang Immortal and the promotion to the Eight Masters of Linjiang Pavilion are just around the corner. Miss, we should make some preparations
Pei Yunjin nodded, but his gaze was fixed on the surging river outside the window, with a hint of obsession in his eyes.
What kind of person is Xiaolang?
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Old man! I'm back! Come out and give me a hand
Jiang Fan shouted towards the direction of the thatched hut while unloading the goods.
The first one to come out was the stray dog. Waving his tail, he ran happily to Jiang Fan's side and kept rubbing his head against his pants.
Haha, Grey Wolf, it's still you who's clever. It's just that this barking always deviates, "Jiang Fan rubbed the dog's head, but he was still dissatisfied with the fact that this guy was not barking wildly, but rather howling.
In a moment, a tall and burly woman in coarse linen clothes walked out of the thatched cottage.
You're back, have you bought everything
Ah, Mom, Mom... I've bought everything, I bought you two extra sets of clothes
Calling Madam Gu Guai Guai Guai Guai, Jiang Fan hasn't had a good time these days.
I don't know why, but every time I call my wife, it reminds me of the first time she woke up, with phoenix eyes full of evil, looking down on all directions.
This woman must come from an extraordinary background. One day, she will achieve great success and be miserable... It's all because of you, an old man, who is full of nonsense. Wait, no one can run away in case of bad luck in the future.
What are you staring at? Hurry up and move your things. Grandpa has gone up the mountain, it's just the two of us
Oh, oh
Although this woman has amnesia, she still speaks with a decisive and irresistible tone. Jiang Fan speculated that he might have become accustomed to giving orders in the past.
After being busy for a while, the things were finally sorted out.
Rice, flour, grains, oil, seasonings, clothes, and fishing gear are all here, there are not many of them, "Jiang Fan calculated with his fingers.
Bai Xiaocui nodded and said, "I'm going to have fish head pancakes for dinner, you make them