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"How does this work? Yuner, those things are precious. Money is not exposed. Don't you understand this truth?

"Oh, looking at what Sister Yan'er said, do you think we will do ugly things behind their backs?"

"Ha ha, my sister thinks too much. That's not what I mean. However, in this house, it's better to be more careful than your own home.

"Yes, Sister Yun'er, don't take it to heart. Yan'er doesn't mean that. Well, if you want to take good care of things, Lian'er has just received a reward. One of her bracelets is beautiful and crystal clear. How many people look at it with red eyes.

"What? Does Lian'er also have a reward? Isn't she from the second lady?

"The second lady and the eldest lady are sisters. The eldest lady is now so close to the prince. When she is happy, she will reward us. Occasionally, she should give it to Lian'er. After all, if the young lady wants to become the crown princess, that is, one person can get the way, and the chicken and dog will ascend to heaven. Lian'er is next to the second lady, at least she is half of her own.

"Well, that's good. She also has it, but I don't."

"Yun'er, you have been with Miss San for several years. Haven't you got a few decent things?"

"Well, don't mention it, the third lady herself is in trouble. You have also seen that she is the most penniest in the house over the years, and she is not even as good as some Misters."

"Didn't she also go to the palace yesterday? Didn't you take this opportunity to make friends with the people around the prince? As the saying goes, a thin camel is bigger than a horse. Even if the prince belongs to our lady, the people who can get close to him are not small. Your third lady doesn't..."

"If you want to get beauty, you don't have a look. My third lady's heart has been like this since she was a child. When she entered the palace, she didn't gain anything. Instead, she pretended to be arrogant. It's really hopeless to regard fame and fortune as dung.

"Well, that's a pity."

"Yes, I, Yuner, don't have Sister Yinyue. You have a good life. In the future, when the eldest lady becomes the crown princess, you will marry her into the palace. If you are lucky enough to be looked at by the prince, it may become a side room in the future. Unfortunately, as long as you please the young lady, it is not difficult to marry a general official of three or six or seven grades. And I, alas..."

"Yun'er can't say this nonsense. If it comes to the young lady's ears, we don't have a good life."

"I'm telling the truth. It has been like this since ancient times.

"Actually, Yun'er, don't be discouraged. The third lady is also the eldest sister. If the eldest lady jumps over the dragon gate, the third lady will not be bad anyway."

"It's not that I'm discouraged, but Miss San is really... Forget it, I really don't want to mention it. She was not very close to the eldest lady, and recently she has been tied up with the second lady for a month, and the eldest lady hates her to death. She still looks lifeless all day long. I really don't know what's on in her mind. Compared with the appearance, it is less than half of the eldest lady and the second lady, and even more unbearable than the literary talent. You said that everyone in Kyoto now doesn't want to marry the eldest lady and the second lady, but no one has asked about her.

"Yes, it's fourteen years old, and no one cares about it. I don't know what Miss San is thinking. Recently, she has been unable to get along with her. In the future, her future is a little uncertain.

"That's right, I said, I became the girl of the third lady in my life. It's really unlucky."

Listening to Yun'er's frustrated words and the ridicule and sympathy of other maids, I could only stand weakly and shake my head.

"Miss San, what are you doing here? Are you here to find Yun'er?

I turned around, and Lian'er was looking at me with a doubtful face. She held the leftover food in her hand. I guess she had just helped Chu Tianshuang deliver the meal back.

And the voice in front of me suddenly stopped. I shook my head with a smile and said, "It's okay. I'll go first."

"Miss San?"

"Why is she there? Did she hear what he just said?

"This is terrible. Why did she come here?"

"Let's do things first, Yuner, be careful."

"Hey, don't go, don't go."

I never thought that I was so useless in this girl's eyes. In this case, I naturally gave up the idea of going to discuss with her.

When I turned back to the house, I met Chu Tianshuang, whom I hadn't seen for a long time.

These days, she has been facing the wall in the room, eating and drinking water by her servants, and I deliberately avoid her room, so we have never met since she was punished.

Now, less than a month later, she actually came out and picked flowers in the happy yard.

After she saw my existence, the smile on her face suddenly stiffened, and then came over extremely gloomy: "Yo, Lao San, it's you."

I don't know what kind of medicine she sells in the gourd, but she just nodded lightly and was not sad or happy.

"Why don't you say anything? Are you afraid? Did you feel comfortable when I was punished by my father?"

"If you don't mean to embarrass me, it won't happen. Everything is your fault."

When she heard me answer her so coldly, her face suddenly changed and stared at me fiercely and said, "Wow, are you arrogant now? Dad loves you. Do you really think you are amazing? Let me tell you, my father won't like you. You are not as good as me and my elder sister in any way. My father just sympathizes with you for a while.

"Let's see." I answered indifferently, looking directly at the other party, and shrugged slightly provocatively.

"Okay, now my elder sister has won the favor of the prince. At that time, I will be better than you. In the future, I will show you your tragic end.

I looked at her grinning and said harshly to me, but I just raised my chest and said disapprovingly, "It's hard for anyone to predict what will happen in the future. I have to wait and see who will die."

"Oh, how dare you speak hard."

"I won't accompany you. I left in advance." Leaving this sentence, I won't look back. My status in Chu Mansion has been completely low to dust. It seems that if you don't do anything, you don't know how powerful I am.

Since Chu Tianshuang returned from the palace, the whole prime minister's mansion has been filled with a festive atmosphere. Maybe everyone thought that there would be a crown princess in the Chu family, and they were all happy for Chu Tianshuang. After all, if the master is soaring, they will also get a lot of benefits.

I am the only person in this house who has no sadness or joy. After lunch, I went out of the gate of the prime minister's mansion without anyone paying attention.

Generally speaking, ordinary people don't go out easily to avoid gossip. But I don't have my father's discipline at this time, and the old lady also treats me as nothing. People don't pay attention to me at all. I can go wherever I want now.

Out of the prime minister's house, I feel that everything outside is fresh and comfortable. Compared with the last time I went out with Chu Tianshuang and others, this time I seemed extremely relaxed.

I wandered a few streets in a row and saw a lot of strange things. Because of the shyness in the pane, I had to leave powerlessly.

In the end, I think the main purpose of my outing this time is to find a way to make money.

However, looking around, I was a little confused. How can I make money? Before going out, I always think that I can make money in ancient times, but now I don't seem to be suitable for anything. Around the street, there are small vendors. They are doing some small business and making a little money. I am a prime minister's daughter. It is impossible to put these gadgets here to withstand the wind and sun every day like them, right? Even if I'm willing to do this, I don't have the capital to get some gadgets to sell?

Let's talk about those shops and inns and so on. Although they have posted a lot of notices to recruit people to work, they either require a tall and powerful body or a skillful hand. And I, a little girl under the age of 14, can't lift my hands and shoulders. Most importantly, I just traveled to ancient times. You asked me to go to such a backward ancient times to do those rough jobs that I never dared to think about, and I can't do it at all.

The most important thing is that those wages are simply low. When will I be able to make achievements when I work like migrant workers?

After thinking about it, I am extremely depressed. It seems that if you want to make money, you have to think about it in the long way.

As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning, and without capital, it is even more difficult.

"I have sold calligraphy and paintings, selling calligraphy and painting. This is the latest exclusive calligraphy and painting of Kyoto talent Xiao Qingyun. Come and have a look. Come and buy it. Hey, girl, do you want to have a look at the authentic works of Mr. Xiao?

I looked back at the hawker behind me. He was a middle-aged Confucian student wearing a gray felt hat and waving a lot of calligraphy and paintings in his hand. At the same time, there was a small square table under him, which was covered with some landscape beauty pictures and some dragons and phoenix dancing poetry couplets.

"Girl, are you interested? Choose one. These are the hands of those famous princes in Kyoto. You will never regret buying them.

"I'm not interested." I'm worried about making money now. How can I enjoy calligraphy and painting?

"No, isn't the girl interested in Mr. Xiao's paintings? Let me tell you, this is definitely his authentic work. As long as five taels of silver, you can take it away.

"What? Five taels of silver?" I opened my eyes wide in surprise and calculated that these five taels of silver were going to make me work for a whole year.

Seeing that I was so surprised, the man quickly gathered around and explained, "Girl, don't think it's expensive. If you don't believe it, ask the blind date neighbors around you to see if they say it's expensive." After saying that, he waved to the crowd and hurriedly talked about his calligraphy and paintings.

In a short time, many young women gathered around and swept away those calligraphy and paintings in less than five minutes.

"Wow, it's Mr. Xiao's calligraphy and painting. I want it, I want it."

"Is it Mr. Qingyun? It's really his. I recognize her handwriting.

"I didn't expect that he would come back to the world again and get his authentic collection, not to mention five taels of silver, 500 taels worth it."

"Yes, yes, I want it, I want it too."

I stared at all this and couldn't close my mouth for a long time. Until those figures gradually dispersed, the laughter and joy in the distance seemed to stay in my ears. Oh, my God, who wrote these calligraphy and paintings? Is it so profitable?

How's it going? Little girl, isn't it expensive? According to today's situation, not to mention five taels of silver, I can shout fifty taels.

The middle-aged Confucian student looked at me with some pride and began to clean up the silver in his hand. His eyebrows narrowed into a line, which was obviously very happy.

"I'm bored. Who is Xiao Qingyun? Why are his calligraphy and paintings so expensive?" Who is this? He is even better than Tang Bohu.

"He, don't you know? The first talent in Kyoto."

"Is he poor? Draw these calligraphy and paintings to sell to you? And the ones bought are all women.

A middle-aged Confucian student looked at me as if he looked at an alien and said, "Mr. Xiao is not only brilliant, but also unparalleled in appearance. In fact, most women in Kyoto come to buy paintings for his handsomeness. The reason why he can get his authentic work is that he has some friendship with the housekeeper of Xiao's family. Usually, he used Mr. Xiao as a calligraphy and painting to practice and secretly sell it to him at a low price.

After listening, I rolled my eyes and said, "No wonder you asked me to see his paintings. It turned out that I was young and thought I was the kind of person who blindly commits nymphomaniac."

"Huh? Don't you like Mr. Xiao's paintings?"

"I think the picture of the lady he drew is also very common. Is there anything special? What's more, it's still rubbish that people don't want to practice writing. It's too black-hearted to sell five taels of silver for a pair, isn't it?

"Is this also called black-hearted? Do you know that with Mr. Xiao's writing style, the genuine calligraphy and painting from his hand should be at least fifty-two pairs!"

"Fifty taels..."

"Yes, girl, you are from other places. You don't know the market so well. It seems that it's useless to tell you more." The middle-aged Confucian student saw that I met a ghost and didn't have much interest in talking to me in an instant. Today, he made a lot of money and was preparing to take away.

At this moment, I stopped him.

He looked up at me in astonishment and said, "What? Figured it out Sorry, the painting has been robbed. Girl, please wait another half a month. In half a month, I guess I will receive another batch.

"No, no, no, boss, I don't want his painting."

"Do you want that little girl?"

"I want to make a deal with you."

"What transaction?"

"I can also paint. If you sell it for me, we will divide it into five parts."

"Can you paint?" The middle-aged Confucian student looked at me in an incredible way, with a strange look, as if he saw a baby who had just been born and would call his mother.

I nodded timidly and said, "Well, I will, but the painting style is a little strange. I don't know if people on your side can adapt to it."

"Strange painting style? What a strange way? What's better than the strange ink painting of Liu Bangyan, a famous figure in the dynasty? After saying that, he took out a deep and seemingly magnificent ink painting, but carefully spread it out and asked me with a faint smile.

"This is already normal, mine and his... Totally... Well, forget it, I'll draw it for you in person."

"This..."

"Don't worry, there is no loss for you. Now it's just a waste of your paper and a little pen and ink.

"All right."

"Hey, little girl, look at your painting..."

"Turtle!"

"Well, what is that?"

"Chicken!"

"Girl, are you right? Why is this turtle's eyes so big and can make expressions... Isn't this too funny?"

"Hey, isn't it fun? My name is not the turtle you see. My name is cartoon Q layout, which is to draw some animals with human expressions and deliberately in exaggerated and funny ways. Therefore, it is very different from your realistic and realistic paintings, which is what I said.

The middle-aged Confucian student looked at my four-panel comic picture and couldn't speak for a long time before he said, "What is this word?"

I smiled and pointed to the small character next to me and said, "I'm afraid you can't understand, so I deliberately matched a short joke, so that you can fully understand while reading the words and looking at the picture. You see, this joke is like this. Three turtles came to an inn and asked for three servings of food. As soon as the things were served, they found that they had no silver.

The big turtle said: I'm the biggest, of course I don't have to go back to get the silver.

The turtle said: It is most appropriate to send the little turtle.

The little turtle said: I can go back to get the silver, but after I leave, none of you is allowed to touch my food! The big turtle and the middle turtle agreed, and the little turtle left.

Because the abdomen was empty, the large and medium-sized turtle quickly ate up its portion of food. However, the little turtle has not been seen for a long time. On the third day, the big and medium-sized turtle was really hungry and said at the same time: Let's eat the turtle's share.

Just as they were about to eat, the voice of the little turtle came from next door: "If you dare to touch my food, I won't go back to get the money!"

After reading this short joke I wrote, the middle-aged Confucian student finally let go of his frown. At present, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Interesting, interesting, but it's the first time I've heard that this turtle has to use silver to go to the inn."

When I saw him smile, I was slightly relieved and said, "Well, I'm deliberately painting according to an exaggerated anthropomorphic method. You see, your paintings are completely for people's appreciation and collection, and mine is for fun. Also, look at this one. Isn't this chicken cute? In fact, take a closer look. Although my painting is exaggerated, it is not distorted. People can see that it is a chicken at a glance, but they will think it is a very strange and funny chicken. You see, I painted its beak into a woman's red lips, and then painted her chicken eyes big and sadly. Does such a chicken make people want to laugh at a glance?

The longer the middle-aged Confucian student looked at it, the stronger the smile on his face. After listening to my explanation, he nodded and said, "There is some truth, but what is this joke?"

When I saw his interest, I explained patiently: "This joke is that a guest came to a farmer's house and was going to kill the chicken tomorrow. When he fed the chicken at night, he said: Eat it quickly. This is your last meal! However, on the second day, I saw that the chicken had fallen down and left a suicide note: I have taken rat medicine, and you don't want to eat me. I'm not easy to provoke!"

"Haha, it's interesting. After what you said, with these pictures, it's really interesting." The middle-aged Confucian student originally looked like a weak and serious scholar. At this moment, because of reading my comics and the jokes in the painting, he suddenly laughed forward and backward, completely plummeting his image as a scholar.

I saw many passers-by begin to look sideways and cast pointed eyes one after another. I quickly coughed and interrupted: "Cough... Uncle, pay attention to the image. Many people are watching. What do you think of this painting? Although I already have seven or eight points in my heart, I still have to pretend to ask to show modesty.

Rusheng took my four-panel comic and smiled and said, "It's okay to read this painting, but I don't know what others think. I'm not sure if I can make money."

"Hey, my paintings are relatively innovative and difficult for ordinary people to accept. However, once you accept it, you will love it. Now, you don't have to worry. You sell it for me first. Even if you can't sell it, you won't lose, don't you?

The other party couldn't help nodding and said, "That's right, but, little girl, you just said that you drew strange things, but I really didn't expect it to be so strange. I can't see that it's incredible that you have this ability at a young age.

"Ha ha, small meaning, small meaning."

"Little girl, take the liberty to ask, where is your teacher? Who is the master who can teach you to draw such a strange picture?

Dare to take out my bottom, hum, how can I be fooled by you?

"Well, it's getting late. I should go back. If you think this painting is okay, we will meet here in two days. At that time, you can tell me whether this painting has been sold. If it is sold, we will continue to cooperate. If it can't be sold, it can only be said that it's a pity." As I said, I pointed to the sky to show that there was something urgent.

Seeing this, the Confucian student did not embarrass me. He nodded directly and said, "Okui, girl, my next surname is Zhou, with a new word. In the future, you will call me Uncle Zhou. I'm willing to cooperate with you. Although I don't dare to make a 10 ticket for this painting, I'm sure that someone will appreciate it.

I saw that he was so confident and said happily, "Really? That's your good word. My surname is Chu and my name is Tianxiang. In the future, Uncle Zhou can call me Tianxiang.

"Okay, Tianxiang girl, then we have an appointment. We will meet here in two days." Confucian students narrowed their eyes into cracks with a smile and stared at me. He looked exactly like a strange uncle in Japanese comic books, but fortunately, he was dressed as a scholar and did not look too obscene.

I quickly waved to him, turned around and left.

Leaving Zhou Sheng's painting stall, I didn't go back to the prime minister's mansion. Because I'm still looking for ways to make money. After all, although the painting was highly appreciated by Zhou Sheng, it has not received any practical benefits. My painting was too ridiculous and bizarre for the ancients, and I don't know if anyone would want it.

Therefore, painting is not stable, and I have to find a stable and profitable job.

Unconsciously, I entered a teahouse. Because of thirst, I just wanted to ask for a glass of water. I don't know if the owner of this teahouse is generous and can give him a drink.

But not long after entering the teahouse, I was attracted by the continuous color and applause in front of me. Squeezing to the front, it turned out that an old man of about 50 was standing on the stage with flying eyebrows and telling a story.

"It is said that Tang Sanzang wants to go to the West to learn the scriptures. On the way, I met a monkey who was pressed under the Five-Finger Mountain. The monkey said: If you save me, I would like to protect you to learn from the West..."

The old man held a paper fan, shook his head, and talked about the old jokes in Journey to the West. I'm wondering why there is a legend about Journey to the West. It's really a little strange. Anyway, I don't care so much. I heard that the old man spoke well, which reminded me of the part that my grandfather told me when I was a child.