Chapter 4 Famous writer, the world is impermanent

Chapter 4 Famous Jiashi, the world is impermanent

"Mr. Dou." Leng Xuanrong suppressed the joy in her heart and said to Mr. Dou, "Be honest, I'm penniless now. I really didn't come to this Yanmo Pavilion to buy a brush."

As soon as he said this, the little guy suddenly raised his height and roared, "I knew it!"

Leng Xuanrong glanced at the little guy coldly and then said, "I came here to actually take something in my hand and exchange it for some silver to make a living."

When the little guy heard this, he was even more angry.

"If you want to exchange something for silver, go to the pawnshop! Come here to stir up something! Get out of here! Get out of here!"

With that, the man was going to reach out to push Leng Xuanrong.

But at this time, Mr. Dou waved his hand at the clerk and stopped him, "Listen to the girl finish his words."

Leng Xuanrong looked at Mr. Dou gratefully, then took out the wooden box from the sleeve and opened the lid for Mr. Dou to see.

"This is something that my father has treasured for many years. I have to take it out. I'm afraid that the pawnshop will ruin such a good thing, so I want to see if the shopkeeper here can take it and keep it properly... I didn't expect to meet you here today..."

Mr. Dou stared at what was in Leng Xuanrong's hand and didn't say a word for a long time.

Anyone can see that Mr. Dou is completely attracted by this brush.

The man also frowned and came forward. When he saw the things in Leng Xuanrong's wooden box, he couldn't help taking a breath of cold air.

After being a buddy for so many years, he still has some eyesight.

Jinlan Town's purple hair, green clouds!

What the shopkeeper tried to get is now held by this inconspicuous girl in rags...

If the shopkeeper sees this, maybe he will reach out to grab it...

You have to tell the shopkeeper quickly!

The man slowly retreated while thinking about it.

But just as soon as he turned around, Mr. Dou suddenly opened his mouth.

"Please give up your love! Let's sell this brush!"

The little man's heart suddenly sank and his footsteps stopped.

Leng Xuanrong did not hand over the brush immediately, but closed the lid of the wooden box and looked at Mr. Dou.

Mr. Dou was stunned for a long time and suddenly realized that he took out a silk purse from his sleeve and handed it to Leng Xuanrong.

"I only brought so much money when I went out today. It's not enough. I will definitely make up for the girl in the future."

Leng Xuanrong took the money bag and opened it. It contained a silver ingot, a few pieces of silver, at least more than a dozen taels, and some copper coins.

"If the girl can't believe it, she can go back to the next study to get the money now!" Mr. Dou was a little anxious and said another sentence.

Leng Xuanrong raised her head, smiled and whispered, "Sir, there will be no mistake."

In fact, she has far exceeded Leng Xuanrong's expectation of getting so much money. She knows the truth that greed causes disaster, so she will accept it as soon as she sees it is good.

As soon as the wooden box fell into Mr. Dou's hand, he immediately smiled excitedly. Even the little guy reminded him to see things carefully and be fooled as if he had not heard it, so he left the wooden box happily.

After he left, Leng Xuanrong remembered that his purse was still in his hand.

Leng Xuanrong put away the silver and turned to ask the little guy who Mr. Dou was.

The little guy no longer dares to look down on this girl in patch clothes anymore. She can reach out and take out a green brush!

Looking at the girl's demeanor, she seems to be a knowledgeable woman. She must be in trouble at home, so she took out good things.

They now carry more than ten taels of silver, which is more than the three-year wages of the little guy!

In the blink of an eye, the little guy seemed to have changed his face. He smiled at Leng Xuanrong and politely told Leng Xuanrong that Mr. Dou was a very famous scholar for a hundred miles away and even in the whole Huangqi country. Although he is young and has no official position, for some reason, many eunuchs do not hesitate to spend a lot of money in order to send their children to his study.

Hearing what the little guy said, a familiar name suddenly flashed in Leng Xuanrong's mind.

"Is this Mr. Dou the apprentice of the former hermit Zhang Chengmu, Dou Haowei..."

The man was stunned when he heard this, "Sir does call that name, but I don't know whose apprentice he is..."

Leng Xuanrong ignored the little guy and quickly left the Yanmo Pavilion.

As he walked, Leng Xuanrong still recalled.

In her previous life, she also heard people talk about this hermit's apprentice. It is said that he is good at poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he is extremely beautiful and generous. He is a well-known person.

I didn't expect to meet Mr. Dou today and sold him a brush.

Mr. Dou is better than seeing him at first sight. Compared with the rumors in his previous life, he is really better than his words.

Leng Xuanrong sighed secretly in her heart that it could be seen that the rumored Dou Haowei was just an accident, and now Leng Xuanrong still has more important things to do.

She took out a small piece of silver, bought rice noodles and seasonal vegetables, and then took these things back to her old house.

As soon as she got home, Leng Xuanrong hid all the remaining silver.

In the evening, my father came back with a lost look. He saw two steamed buns and two bowls of red millet porridge on the table. He immediately ran to Leng Xuanrong and asked her where the money came from.

Leng Xuanrong stuffed her chopsticks into her father's hand and whispered, "I sold that green cloud brush."

When his father heard the words, his face immediately showed a painful expression.

After a long silence, he asked again, "How much did you sell?"

"Three pieces of silver."

Three pieces of silver? That's Qingyun!" After a low roar, his father raised his hand to cover his face. After a long time, he put down his hand and said in a low voice, "How much is left? Mr. Li is in a hurry..."

When Leng Xuanrong saw her father like this, there was a pain in her heart.

But she tried to keep her usual appearance and took out a few copper coins from her sleeve and threw them in front of her father.

"I bought rice noodles, and there are only so many left."

My father grabbed the copper plate, his hands kept shaking, and it took a lot of effort to stuff the copper plate into his belt.

After dinner, the father and daughter went to bed early. Leng Xuanrong listened to her father's snoring in the distance, and tears flowed down again.

Tomorrow is the day agreed with Brother Yan Liang, and also the day when Brother Yan Liang's accident happened in his previous life. As long as tomorrow, Yan Liang will no longer be in risk of his life. At that time, he will take the money exchanged for selling Qingyun to find the Mr. Li and pay off the gambling debt. This The two things that made Leng Xuanrong most worried in his previous life are over.

However, Leng Xuanrong lay on the bed and closed her eyes to see the separation of Yan Liang's eldest brother in the previous life, or her father who died tragically at home.

The people who killed them in their previous lives are still living freely in this life...

Don't want to...

Leng Xuanrong cried like this, woke up from a nightmare, and didn't sleep well all night. As soon as it was a little dawn, she got up from the bed, started a fire, made some vegetarian steamed buns and put them in a basket. When her father got up, she would make breakfast for her father.

My father only took a few bites and went out with yesterday's money. Leng Xuanrong looked at his father's skinny figure, looked at the direction he went out, and knew that he must have gone to the casino again.

In her previous life, Leng Xuanrong always felt a little resentful when she saw her father like this, but all that remained in her heart in this life was heartache. She now knows why her father has become like this.

With a sigh, Leng Xuanrong turned back to the room and dressed properly. While doing needlework, she waited for Zeng Yanliang to come to her. But Zeng Yanliang's figure was not seen until the three poles on the sun.

Leng Xuanrong couldn't help going out and looking around, but happened to meet the oncoming Aunt Zhao.

Aunt Zhao came over with a depressed face holding the needle and thread basket, looking like she was going home.

When Leng Xuanrong saw her staring at herself, she hurried forward and asked, "Age Zhao, why did you come back from work so early today?"

Aunt Zhao squeaked her mouth and said coldly, "What's so early? There is no work at all today!" Didn't you say that you couldn't take over the work of Mr. Liu's family? Alas, you said that I was old, but my ears were soft. Yesterday, I refused to ask for work. Well, the job was picked up by Widow Sun in the front street. As soon as I inquired about it, she made a set of clothes and gave 20 copper coins!"

With that, Aunt Zhao couldn't help staring at Leng Xuanrong again and hummed, "This money is not predestined to me. I'm off today and go back to cook for those hungry children..."

Aunt Zhao left naggingly, but Leng Xuanrong breathed a sigh of relief. In this way, nothing will happen to Aunt Zhao...

But as soon as he thought of this, a trace of strangeness suddenly appeared in Leng Xuanrong's heart.

If Aunt Zhao didn't take over the job, she would definitely not have an accident, but the job was taken over by Widow Sun. In the end, Rich Lord Liu would still frame people, and the wages would not be given. In the end, if she was beaten with a random stick, she would become Widow Sun...

At this time, Leng Xuanrong suddenly realized that things in this life had changed.

Oh no!

An idea flashed through Leng Xuanrong's mind. She couldn't care about anything else and ran to the county government.

On the street, everyone who sees Leng Xuanrong running will think that this girl is crazy.

Leng Xuanrong doesn't care what others think of her. There is only one thing in her mind. Don't make any changes.

It's not easy to get back to this time, and it's hard to stop all the tragedy from happening. Don't make any more mistakes!

But when she ran to the county government room breathlessly, the answer was like thunder at midnight.

The government officials on duty told Leng Xuanrong that before dawn this morning, they suddenly received an order from the county magistrate, and more than a dozen government officials, including Zeng Yanliang, were urgently transferred and out of the city.

When Leng Xuanrong heard the words, her head buzzed, her feet softened, and she fell to the ground.

It's over...

It's late...