I gave my running script to Wang Xianggong's lover, and I was a prostitute and a flower garden. I seemed to have heard of this name. It is said that it was the number one fireworks place in Bianjing, and there were many famous prostitutes, all of which were the highest-end products.

I have always wanted to go and have a look, but unfortunately I have to study and have a cousin, and Chun'er needs to take care of me, so I can't find the opportunity to go.

Since Mr. Wang wanted Chen Ao to send off his running script, Chen Ao had no reason not to go. Although he was a bit too much, Chen Ao was disrespectful to this difficult task.

He nodded: "Don't worry, Wang Xianggong, this running script must be delivered. Is it Miss Zhenzhen? Okay, I will definitely not be disappointed." He thought to himself: "What does Miss Zhenzhen look like? Since she is an old person, she must be pretty good. Tsk tsk, why do you feel a sense of expectation? Is it because of helping others, and your spirit has been sublimated?"

Zhao Ji smiled slightly, then handed over the running script back to Chen Ao, with a somewhat reluctant expression. Then he said, "Is Mr. Chen studying in the Imperial College?"

Chen Ao nodded, took a sip of tea, and said, "I just saw your running script. Although it was a copy, there were many loopholes, the artistic conception of the original works has begun to take shape. I believe that Wang Xianggong's running script has a solid foundation and has reached a very high level of writing."

Chen Ao's words were not deliberately praised him. Cai Lun could not see Zhao Ji's strength, but Chen Ao could see it. After all, he started out by copying. It was extremely difficult for Zhao Ji to copy the fonts posted on the book just now. It was already difficult for Zhao Ji to reach that level.

I remember that Chen Ao used to copy the Zhao fonts, but it took a lot of effort.

Zhao Ji smiled, as if he had found a soulmate. He first said humbly, and then expressed his feelings about copying the Zhao font. Chen Ao nodded slightly, thinking that this person is indeed very talented. He just copied a post and could see the exquisiteness of the Zhao font and the writing. This person should not be inferior to the masters of famous masters.

The two of them talked casually, all of which were related to the opinions of running script. Zhao Ji was happy and talked about Wang Xizhi. Zhao Ji highly praised Wang Xizhi, but Chen Ao just nodded with a smile. Wang Xizhi is known as the saint of calligraphy, but in Shen Ao's heart, he admired Dong Qichang a little more. Dong Qichang's character is too poor, so later generations have lower evaluations of his art. However, in terms of running script alone, Dong Qichang's calligraphy does integrate the essence of each generation.

Of course, Wang Xizhi's calligraphy is also excellent, and he is not as arrogant as he despises Wang Xizhi.

As it was getting late, Yang Jian behind him kept winking at Zhao Ji. Zhao Ji then stood up reluctantly and said, "It's very interesting to have the honor to have a chat with Mr. Chen today. I will come to Sui Yashan Room for tea in the future. I don't know if I can see Mr. Chen again at that time."

Chen Ao said: "I usually go to school in the Imperial College, and I am afraid that I can only come to sit occasionally during the break."

Zhao Ji smiled and said, "I'll come too during the holidays. If I can meet Mr. Chen, I will have a long talk with Mr. Chen." He already has a good impression of Chen Ao. On the one hand, Chen Ao taught Cai Lun a lesson, and on the other hand, Chen Ao's running script. It would be worthwhile to leave the palace today.

"Suiya Mountain House is indeed a good place, and there is no empty talk about this word." Zhao Ji smiled, thought to himself, saying goodbye to Chen Ao, and then instructed Chen Ao to send the running script to the girl Zhenzhen in the flower garden. Chen Ao agreed and took Yang Jian back to the palace.

Seeing that it was getting late, Chen Ao was also in a hurry to go back to the Imperial College. He just walked to the threshold, but went back again and asked Wu Saner to get some money to use. He still had to bring enough money to go to the flower shop. Although he couldn't find time for a while, it would always be useful to put some spare money on him.

Wu Saner was very generous and took out a stack of money at one time to attract 300 guan. He said to Chen Ao: "Brother Shen, you don't have to save money, it's not enough. Now Suiyashanfang's business is booming, and you won't be short of money."

Chen Ao laughed loudly and hurried back to the Imperial College.

Just as he settled in the Imperial College, the story of Cai Lun and Chen Ao in Sui Yashan House spread. When someone saw Chen Ao, he smiled and asked for details. Chen Ao said a few words and was about to go back to the dormitory, but Tang Yan called him again.

Tang Yan's attitude towards Chen Ao improved a little more. When asked about his daily life and study, he smiled and said, "If you have any difficulties, just come to me, but there is one thing you must remember. If someone comes to look for you in the future, don't pay attention to it."

Chen Ao repeatedly said yes, Tang Yan was satisfied, and he smiled and comforted him before letting Chen Ao go.

If you have any difficulties, just look for the priest? Chen Ao certainly understands the twists and turns. It seems that he is really a treasure in Tang Yan's mind.

Days passed day by day, and it was the holiday again. Chen Ao and Zhou Heng returned to Zhou's mansion. They just went to ask their aunt for their care, but they didn't see Chun'er and cousin, and they felt a little empty. It would be better for Zhou Heng to be heartless and ran to play.

He walked towards his living place with all his thoughts, and passed through a month's hole. There was a voice beside him whispering: "Cousin...Cousin..."

Chen Ao looked sideways and saw Lu Zhizhang chasing him. It turned out to be Xiao Zhangzhang. Why didn’t he see him for ten days? He suddenly seemed to have changed someone else, he was much more depressed and a little sneaky. Chen Ao greeted him: "Xiao Zhangzhang, what's wrong? Your face is not very good. Tell me, who bullied you?"

Lu Zhizhang waited for many days, and finally heard that Chen Ao was back, so he came to block him. Seeing Chen Ao like this, he couldn't help crying and said, "Cousin, you're back."

Chen Ao went to comfort him: "What's wrong with Xiao Zhangzhang? What happened?"

Lu Zhizhang said with a pale face: "Cousin, I don't know what happened. My aunt has been very bad at me these days. Yesterday I went to visit her, but she refused. Cousin, what is the reason? I have followed your instructions and studied Tantric Buddhist scriptures."

Chen Ao decided to teach him a lesson. It was Chen Ao's unshirkable responsibility to solve people's worries and solve problems. How could he give up? So he found a fake stone and sat down, let Lu Zhizhang come over, and said, "This is strange. There must be no problem with Tantric Buddhist scriptures. Is there something wrong with other places? Think about it again."

Lu Zhizhang thought for a while and said, "I can't remember it either. At first, when I chanted the Buddhist scriptures for my aunt, she was still smiling. Later, her face became worse and worse. Did I chant it wrong?"

Chen Ao shook his head: "It shouldn't be this problem. Xiao Zhangzhang, it's not my cousin who said you, you are still young and don't understand many things. It must be that other places offended the wife. It doesn't make sense to study this more deeply. The most important thing is, since you offended your aunt, what should you do next."

Lu Zhizhang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, my cousin thought too far, and it doesn't make sense to pursue it anymore. You have to know what to do next?" He thought to himself: "My cousin is too delicate, why didn't I think about it? I have been worried about my aunt's affairs these days, but I have become confused."

He looked at Chen Ao and waited for Chen Ao to give him an idea.

Chen Ao pondered, looking very embarrassed, so he had to say, "It seems that my aunt has no hope. Since that's the case, she can only do her kung fu on her uncle's side."

Lu Zhizhang said: "Uncle? Uncle is still very good to me, so there should be no need to work hard."

Chen Ao sighed, looked at Lu Zhizhang and shook his head, "Hey, Xiao Zhangzhang, people's hearts are all in their stomachs. Why don't you even understand this? Why is your uncle treating you well? Is it because you satisfied him? No, you were wrong, because you are his nephew in your family's family, how can he not be polite to you?"

"But, when it comes to marrying a daughter to you, that's different. My uncle only has such a daughter. He wants to choose a son-in-law, of course he has to be very cautious. It's impossible to marry your cousin to you because you are his nephew."

When Lu Zhizhang heard this, he found that what his cousin said was too reasonable, right? His uncle treats himself well and has nothing to do with marrying his daughter.

My cousin thought deeply, otherwise I would have been afraid of missing out on the opportunity again. I thought bitterly: "I am so stupid. If I hadn't been my cousin's advice, I would have no hope at all with my uncle."

So he hurriedly said, "Cousin, what should I do? I really want to marry Miss Zhou, you must help me."

Chen Ao smiled sincerely, held his hand, and said emotionally: "Silly child, why wouldn't my cousin help you? My cousin hit it off at first sight, and I wish I could become a brother to you immediately. Even if I go to the mountain of swords and go to the sea of ​​fire, it will definitely be your good thing."
Chapter completed!