After the old man received the letter, he was furious, but he also acted as if he had received a treasure. He immediately went to the court to accuse the Beiliang Xu family, saying things like "Xu Xiao privately embezzled the funds of the Northwest Border Army, stuffing his own pockets to the extreme, shocking," and "Beiliang is poor, the Xu family is rich." These famous sayings that were frequently used by officials and loyal officials were first spread from the mouth of the "Bone Scholar" old man. However, after so many years, when the news of 10,000 Great Snow Dragon Riders from Northern Liang coming down to Jiangnan spread, the old man who had once said, "I am willing to kill Cripple Xu with a headbutt," immediately moved his entire family to Great Peace City. In one night, everything that could be moved was moved away. Not a single item was left behind.
The conversation in the study, although the young King was not wearing his official robe, Lu Dongjiang was wearing a meticulous official robe. However, from beginning to end, there was not the slightest hint of a monarch and official meeting. It was more like a normal conversation between a father-in-law and son-in-law. Even when it came to official matters, the young King also had a smile. Most of the time, it was the Deputy Administrator talking. The young man listened carefully and did not have the slightest impatience. During this time, the young King even personally poured a cup of herbal tea for everyone in the room. The tea leaves were white frost tea from Lingzhou. Like the Green Ant Wine, they were all rustic and belonged to the summer tea. It was not chewy and had a strong astringent taste. Only the poor old tea drinkers of Lingzhou were willing to taste it. The reason why the white frost tea could be chosen by the old King Liang, Xu Xiao, as the "tribute tea" of the Qingliang Mountain Wang Mansion and the Beiliang Frontier Army was because there were more than 800 people who had entered the Liangzhou Frontier Army at the same time. Coincidentally, they all became fellow soldiers. In a battle outside the Great Pass, the 800 riders took the initiative to bring up the rear and all died in battle. In the sparsely populated Lingzhou Prefecture, there were only three small counties. At that time, almost every household was dressed in white frost. In this regard, the children of the Lu family probably had not even heard of it. They were just wondering how the young King, who was used to the most luxurious and leisurely days in the world, could eat this. Of course, most of the young people, as long as they could drink this cup of tea, even if it was disgusting, they would still be happy.
Only Lu Chengqing, who was standing in the corner, felt bitter.
Even on the short journey into the city, he had been listening to Lu Chenghe and the others talk about the antiques and treasures that had flowed into the people from Beiliang Palace. Each of them had picked up a few pieces by luck, and each of them had regretfully missed a few.
Lu Chengqing didn't have any spare money. Even if he did, he wouldn't buy it.
At this moment, Lu Chengqing looked at the young king who always smiled warmly and felt that the aftertaste of the cup of tea was even more bitter.
Lu Dongjiang should also know that the war outside the pass was in full swing, and the young king needed to personally deal with the heavy work, so he did not stay for long and quickly got up to leave.
After the young king got up, he picked up a long brocade box placed in the corner of the table, walked around the table, and handed it to the Deputy Administrator. He smiled apologetically: "There is nothing good here. This box of 'bamboo pipe purple awl' was specially sent from Wutongin by me. It's not worth much, but it's rare."
Lu Dongjiang's eyes lit up, he took the box and laughed: "Your highness is very considerate. From the Great Feng Dynasty to the Spring and Autumn Southern Tang Dynasty, the purple and green awls in Zhu Lin County of Feng Province were tributes. The law clearly states that 'the annual tribute is five taels of green awls and four taels of purple awls'. The purple awls are the most precious. Unfortunately, after the fall of the old Southern Tang Dynasty, the war affected Zhu Lin County, and almost no grass grew. This kind of small purple awl really became extinct. It is said that even the Imperial Study in Tai 'an City only has two or three small purple awls, and they are reluctant to use them. Your highness, to tell you the truth, I have been searching in Qingzhou for more than ten years in my early years, but I still couldn't find it. Fortunately, fortunately! "
The young king smiled and said: "This can be considered a lucky hit."
Lu Dongjiang came in high spirits and returned in high spirits.
The children of the Lu family must also be honored.
Just when the young king got up to send them out of the study, Lu Chenghe suddenly stopped and turned around and asked: "I heard that when Your Highness was still His Royal Highness, you once wrote the poem 'A thousand sounds of rain hitting the banana leaves, ten thousand koi fish'?"
Hsu Fengnian nodded and smiled: "It's true."
Lu Dongjiang knew something was wrong, but before the Deputy Provincial Governor could say anything to stop him, Lu Chenghe, who was like an awl out of a bag, said bluntly, "Wang Ye's original intention is to use this to belittle the fake wealth of the famous Jiangnan scholar Han Jiajing, right?"
Xu Fengnian's smile did not diminish as he nodded lightly.
Lu Dongjiang, who was holding the brocade box, had already resigned himself to fate. In fact, deep in his heart, he was also looking forward to a "lucky hit".
Lu Chenghe said bluntly: "But Your Highness's words are tantamount to the pot calling the kettle black. The wealth poem made of golden words is naturally not real wealth. But Your Highness's koi fish in Tide-listening Lake, Wutongin's thousand banana leaves, and my poem 'A light breeze flipping through a book in a small room, the hanging lantern in a tall building melts the moon', how about it? "
Hsu Fengnian smiled even more, "It's easy to judge who's better. In fact, my second sister also scolded me fiercely like you, saying that I'm not as good as the old man surnamed Han. Suddenly, I'm rich, and I don't even have Han Jiajing's subtle skill of putting up a facade. "
This time, Lu Chenghe was speechless.
He really didn't expect that the young king would expose his own shortcomings like this, and the beautiful draft in his stomach suddenly became useless.
Hsu Fengnian asked with a smile: "You are Lu Gaobiao, Lu Chenghe, who said 'I'd rather be a ghost of Qingzhou than a dog of Beiliang', right? Your sister once mentioned you to me in Wutongin, saying that you're too talented. "
Lu Dongjiang tried to smooth things over: "Your Highness, this kid has some talent, but he doesn't deserve the word 'talented'."
Hsu Fengnian smiled but didn't say anything.
In addition to the satisfied Lu Dongjiang, the group of young people once again respectfully bowed and said goodbye.
Lu Chengqing was still walking at the end of the group. For some reason, this nobody from the fourth branch suddenly turned his head and saw the young Lord looking at him with a smile. At the same time, the young Lord gently threw a small object to him.
Lu Chengqing subconsciously reached out and caught the cold object that looked like a seal. After holding it in the palm of his hand, his face was blank.
The young king smiled and winked at him, then turned and walked into the study.
Lu Chengqing, who was sweating profusely, tried to keep calm and continued to walk slowly.
He slightly loosened his hand and looked down.
Sure enough, it was a small private seal made of mutton fat white jade.
The one in the palm of Lu Chengqing's hand was a seal of appreciation.
This kind of seal was used to seal paintings and cultural relics. It was popular in the Dafeng Dynasty and flourished in the Spring and Autumn Nine Kingdoms.
The word "fake" was engraved on the seal!
This private seal was definitely the most legendary seal of appreciation. It was very likely that it would not be surpassed even after hundreds of years.
The priceless paintings and paintings in the world, which were destined to be passed down for hundreds or even thousands of years, were all engraved with these two words.
Lu Chengqing looked absent-minded and lost.
He couldn't figure out why the young king would throw such a significant object to him.
He couldn't figure out why he didn't give it to the shrewd Lu Chengsong, the sharp Lu Chenghe, or even the head of the Lu family, Lu Dongjiang.
Hsu Fengnian sat back at the table and smiled.
For the young man Lu Chenghe's pretense of being noble, he only regarded it as a joke. Lu Chengyan did mention this cousin, but it was not because he was too talented, but because he was full of depression like a resentful woman. It could be seen that Lu Chengyan didn't have a good impression of Lu Chenghe. But Lu Chengyan, who could be indifferent to her father Lu Dongjiang, was very optimistic about her unknown cousin Lu Chengqing. At that time, she seriously told Hsu Fengnian that although her grandfather had never shown any sign of appreciation for Lu Chengqing, he had personally commented on her twice. The first was that "a family of elms is useless, but a sandalwood knows nothing". The elms meant that everyone in the Lu family was mediocre, and the sandalwood meant that the fourth house's younger brother Lu Chengqing. The second was that "he has the talent and insight of a provincial governor in troubled times and the character of a minister of peace". As the leader of the Green Party, Lu Feichi was obviously full of expectations for the future of the collateral descendant Lu Chengqing.
The box of six small purple awls was actually sent by Lu Chengyan from Wutongin to the manor in North Jiebei City. Of course, her original intention was not for Hsu Fengnian to give to Lu Dongjiang. She purely wanted to leave something for her man, so she secretly hid it and didn't let Xu Beizhi take it away.
As for the world-famous Seal of Appreciation, Hsu Fengnian was indeed reluctant to let it go from Mount Qingliang to the Central Plains.
But if it was given to Lu Chengqing, there was nothing to be reluctant about. Hsu Fengnian was willing to give it to a scholar instead of an endorser, just like when he bought poems from Beiliang in the past.
Hsu Fengnian also didn't have any utilitarian thoughts. After all, Lu Chengqing was still a piece of unpolished jade that had not been carved yet. Even if Beiliang wanted to use him, they had to win the second battle of Liang Mang first.
Hsu Fengnian sat alone in the study and closed his eyes to rest. For some reason, he remembered the game with Chancellor Wang and muttered to himself.
Slay the dragon, slay the dragon, slay the dragon …
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