Daily Life of Jiang Liuniang

Chapter 489: In the eyes of Jiang's father and son, Bai's father and son

   Chapter 489 The Bai Family Father and Son in the Eyes of Jiang Family Father and Son

   Jiang Erye left the palace and rushed to Baibai Quanhai's house in Jing'anfang. By the time he arrived, the little girl's apprenticeship ceremony was over. With a few polite words, Mr. Jiang was invited to speak in the study by Bai Quanhai. Mrs. Bai was still chatting with Yazheng, and Jiang Liu and Bai's ten-year-old daughter Bai Shujuan joined together. When they were chatting with their daughter's family, Bai Zhenyu, the eldest son of the Bai family, led his classmate Jiang Ling to wander around the Bai family.

"I'm overjoyed to learn that little sister Liu'er is coming to worship my mother as a teacher. I really hope that little sister Liu'er can come every day." Bai Zhenyu's mouth was grinning to the back of his head, "Would you like to see my horse? "

   "Okay." Seeing Bai Zhenyu smiling like the door **** posted on the gate of Bai's house, the thought of wanting to beat him immediately rushed up. After seeing Bai Zhenyu's big hoofed horse, Jiang Ling boasted a few words, and then implemented a beating plan that made him recognize the situation, "Let's go horse racing together in the afternoon?"

   "Okay, I'll be fine later, do you want to take my sisters with you?" Jiang Ling was cold in the academy and didn't like to talk. He took the initiative to invite him, Bai Zhenyu was very happy.

   As soon as we met, you count Liuer as your "sisters"? Jiang Ling laughed even more happily, "My sister has plans for the next day. What kind of weapons do you usually use for training? I use a gun."

   "I'll use a spear, let's bring weapons, how about the gestures?" Jiang Ling had already said that if he wanted to marry Liu'er's sister, he had to defeat him first. If compared to archery, Bai Zhenyu knew that he was not Jiang Ling's opponent, but he was very confident right away, and he would definitely be able to convince Jiang Ling and let him marry Liu'er's sister to him. The more Bai Zhenyu thought about it, the more excited he became, and he couldn't stop giggling.

   This is your own beating! Jiang Ling said with a guilty conscience, "I'll practice less right now, can Big Brother Bai let me do a trick?"

  Jang, you are the brother-in-law, of course you have to let me. Bai Zhenyu smiled naively, "You read so well and shoot your arrows so accurately. It's common sense that you don't have time to practice guns. I'll give you three tricks!"

   "Brother Bai is willing to let me make three moves, so I won't lose too badly." From the three strategies that made Bai Zhenyu understand the situation, Jiang Ling picked out the one that satisfied him the most, and smiled more and more kindly.

   "The main thing is to learn from each other, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose." Bai Zhenyu thought that Jiang Ling was in the game, and smiled extremely proudly.

   "Okay, I'll listen to Big Brother Bai's arrangement." Jiang Ling said with a smile.

   Looking at Jiang Ling's rare smiling face, Bai Zhenyu was also a little silly. Jiang Ling is not the biological son of the second uncle Jiang, how can he laugh like the second uncle Jiang? Their father and son laughed, and neither did the younger sister look good. Liu'er's sister smiled at him, Bai Zhenyu felt that his heart melted, and he wished to put all the best pastries in the family in front of her and let her smile at him for a while.

  In the study of Bai's family, Bai Quanhai held the "Thousand Characters in Seal Script" that Jiang Erye took out in both hands, his hands trembling, "Jiang, Mr. Jiang, this, this..."

"This is the thousand-character script that Long Live gave me to practice calligraphy." He was almost 30 years old, and he had to practice writing according to the thousand-character script. Jiang Erye felt a little out of breath. He coughed and explained seriously, "This is the thousand-character script of seal script, which is different from the thousand-character script of regular script used in Mongolian learning on the market."

   Of course it is different! Bai Quanhai carefully placed the copybook on the table, and wiped the sweat from his palms quickly and forcefully on his robe. His actions made Jiang Erye angry, not to mention Mrs. Bai, now Jiang Erye wants to smoke him.

   Bai Quanhai wiped away the sweat from his palms before carefully opening the copybook, the pages of the book rustled because of his excitement. Isn't it just this copybook, even if it's a long live reward, it wouldn't be so exciting, right? Jiang Erye couldn't bear it anymore, and complained, "Master Bai, be careful not to tear off the pages of the book. This copybook was given to me by Long Live, and it cannot be damaged. If you like it, just go to the bookstore and buy a copy."

   Buy a copy? Such? Bai Quanhai stared at Jiang Er, who didn't know the goods, and wanted to hammer him to death with a hammer, "Master Jiang, do you know what this is?"

   "Of course it's a thousand-character script." Jiang Erye clenched his fan tightly, resisting the urge to beat him, so as not to mess up his daughter's apprenticeship ceremony. Last time I was outside the Censor's Desk, Erye Jiang only felt that Bai Quanhai looked a little unpleasant; today, sitting across from him, Erye Jiang felt that his every move, every word and deed deserved a beating. No wonder his wife chased him for two streets with a stick. .

   Jiang Er Ye is really blind to gold and jade, and mistaken the teapot for a nightpot! Long live to give him such a precious copybook, it is a waste!

Bai Quanhai clenched his fists and said heartbroken, "Mr. Jiang, this is not an ordinary copybook. This is known as the 'One Thousand Years After Li Si', who was entrusted by Li Taibai's deathbed with a draft of poetry and prose, a famous calligrapher of the previous dynasty. A copybook written by Li Yangbing and Li Shaojian! This is the real work, the real work!"

ah? Jiang Erye spread out his fan. He knew Li Si and Li Taibai. The third surnamed Li was also famous? Because he didn't want Bai Quanhai to look down on him, Jiang Erye pretended to be knowledgeable and asked, "But Li Shaojian from the former Guozijian?"

   Bai Quanhai felt more at ease, "Exactly."

  Fortunately, I didn't say that I was the supervisor of the Shaofu...

   Wasn't the young prisoner of the former Guozijian similar to the errand of Yan'er's eldest uncle Wang Fangyu? In order to make money and gain fame, Wang Fangyu has published many copybooks, books, and prefaces with others. From this point of view, the ways of making money for literati in all dynasties are the same. Seeing Bai Quanhai staring intently at his copybook, Erye Jiang guessed that the copybook that Long Live gave him should be very valuable. He was happy and commented, "Li Bingyang's Xiaozhuan writing is really good."

   "Li Yangbing!" Bai Quanhai couldn't bear it, he wanted to write a memorial immediately and go to Long Live to sue Jiang Eryi.

"Li Shaojian's name is Li Yangbing or Li Bingyang. There have been disputes for a long time. Lord Bai has read a lot of books, but he doesn't even know this?" Jiang Erye couldn't bear it anymore, he grabbed the copybook that Long Live gave him and put it in his arms. , suppressed his anger and said, "It's getting late, Jiang Mou held a teacher's banquet at Chaxianju, and asked Mr. Bai and his wife to move to Chaxianju in Dongshi."

   is a guest at the door. Bai Quanhai closed his eyes and seriously thought about how cute little Jiang Liu looked, suppressed the fire in his heart, and tried his best to calmly say, "Mr. Jiang doesn't have to spend so much money, Zhuo Jing has already ordered someone to prepare a banquet..."

   "The apprenticeship banquet was supposed to be held at my house. Jiang Mou even paid the deposit. It would be a waste if Master Bai and Madam didn't go, please." Jiang Erye walked out with a sullen face.

   When they arrived at Chaxianju, they both exchanged the fire in their stomachs for wine, and fought to the death. Bai Quanhai was dead, and Jiang Erye was alive.

   Back at the mansion, Jiang Erye couldn't help complaining to Yazheng, "Bai Quanhai is too bad, I can't blame Mrs. Bai for hitting him with a stick."

   Mr. Bai has a straight and outspoken temperament, and he is not beautiful. Of course, the husband will not like him. Ya Zheng didn't want to complain about others in front of her husband, so she comforted, "Second Master, you should know that not everyone can be like you. When people meet you, they feel like enjoying the spring breeze and enjoying the wine."

Snapped! The anger in Jiang Erye's heart dissipated in an instant. He leaned over to his wife's side and said happily, "Long live gave me a small seal copybook, which is an authentic work of a famous master."

   At the same time, Bai Quanhai, who was lying down, also pulled his daughter-in-law's sleeve and complained pitifully, "Jiang Eryou doesn't know gold and jade, so Li Yangbing is still called Li Bingyang..."

   "Who is he, from which yamen?" Madam Bai asked while wiping her husband's face.

   Bai Quanhai said angrily, "He is a famous master from the previous dynasty! Known as the 'one thousand years after Li Si', he was entrusted with the draft of poetry by Li Taibai's death..."

   "Crack!" Madam Bai slapped off his stinking hand and scolded, "How do you know that you are right and Jiang Feng is wrong? Is the dead person your relative or ancestor?"

   Bai Quanhai cried aggrievedly, "It's clear that he made a mistake, and you still hit me..."

   Mrs. Bai glared and scolded, "Will you cry another one to show my mother?"

   "Woooooo..." The drunk Bai Quanhai's temperament was very different from usual. He hugged his wife's arm recklessly, and the more he cried, the more sad he became.

   Mrs. Bai had nothing to do, "Isn't it the name of a dead person, what about you? Don't cry, let the children hear it, and think I hit you again, you are not ashamed!"

   "Woooooo..."

"do not Cry!"

  “Woo…”

   "Crack!" Madam Bai stabbed her husband with a knife and stunned her husband, lest he cry and swell his eyes, and go out tomorrow and be ashamed.

   Thanks Da Yuer, Haixin Youyi, Sourire and other book friends for their rewards, and the first one will be sent today.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)

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