Several servants rushed forward and stepped directly towards Lan Jue's stall. Fortunately, Gu Qingzhang dragged Lan Jue to the side, and Lan Jue was not trampled just now.

He and Gu Qingzhang rolled on the ground for two or three times, and got up in dust. The stall had already been broken, and the calligraphy and paintings were scattered. Prince Wang and his followers whistled away.

Gu Qingzhang helped him pack up the calligraphy and paintings that had not yet been broken, picked up the bag of money from the ground, patted the dust, opened it and looked at it, and smiled and said, "This eldest son Wang is really not accumulating virtue. Why don't you and I help him accumulate it again?" He pulled him and distributed the bag of money to the nearby beggars.

Lan Jue was so angry that after he returned, he felt a little regretful. He wanted to seek fame and offend Prince Wang, which was equivalent to ruining his future. From now on, he saw Prince Wang from afar and walked around. I think such people would not remember someone like him.

But after a long time, Lan Jue was very alienated from Gu Qingzhang and met him again outside the tea shed. Who would have thought that Prince Wang would still remember him. He tied the reins and raised his front hooves on the ground. Wang Yan hooked his finger at Lan Jue, and the servant said sharply: "My eldest son asked you to come!"

Lan Jue knew that since he had run into it, he would definitely not be able to escape. Before he could think of how to deal with it, he caught a glimpse of the tea shed. Gu Qingzhang was about to stand up. Liu Zhihui held his sleeve and frowned and looked at Lan Jue.

The meaning of this look is enough to write an article, which is called "Working with those who cannot be intersected will inevitably suffer from it."

Lan Jue felt a little confused, raised his legs and greeted Wang Yan, but only looked at the servant and said, "Your eldest son is blocking the road, what's the point of doing, I'm a poor test?"

Gu Qingzhang had already walked behind him and whispered, "If you don't want to get rid of me, you can't avoid it." Then he smiled at Wang Yan, "It's fate to meet you on the road, but there are still some urgent matters to be done, so I will say goodbye first. If you have the chance to meet again in the future, I will greet you together." He pulled Lan Jue to signal him to leave.

Lan Jue did not move, Wang Yan drooped his eyelids, as if there was no Gu Qingzhang in front of him. Of course, he didn't hear Gu Qingzhang's words, and just said to the servant: "Ask him what he is holding."

The servant immediately screamed: "My eldest son asked you, what are you holding in your hand?"

Lan Jue said: "Your eldest son is so leisurely. He cares about what I am a passerby. He can take whatever I like."

The servant turned to Wang Yan: "Report to the eldest son, this man intentionally refused to reply to the eldest son's words, and even said that he would take whatever he liked to take."

Gu Qingzhang pulled Lanjue back with another hand, holding Gu Qingzhang, it was Liu Zhihui.

At this moment, Wang Yan's servant started to pass the message again: "Take the things in your hand, my eldest son wants to see it."

Lan Jue said: "Oh, tell your eldest son, I don't want to show it to him."

The servant immediately turned his head and said, "Young Master, this poor man, I'm not going to show the things in his hands."

Gu Qingzhang whispered: "Pee it."

Liu Zhihui pulled Gu Qingzhang and frowned: "When did you get involved in this?"

Lan Jue listened to the harshness and said to Gu Qingzhang: "Brother Gu, Mr. Wang just wants to talk to me today. If you and Brother Liu are not the case, you and Brother Liu will leave first."

Gu Qingzhang looked down: "Pengzhi..."

Wang Yan on the horse's back spoke again at this time, but he looked like he was talking directly with Lan Jue: "What are the calligraphy and paintings in your hands?"

Prince Wang squinted his eyes and looked at the servant instead of looking at Lan Jue directly. Lan Jue was about to sneer, yes or no, what's the matter with Prince Wang? Wang Yan said again: "Is it sold?"

Lan Jue simply sneered, and Wang Yan said, "Take it and see it, I'll buy it."

Lan Jue said: "Young Master, I'm really sorry. My vulgar characters and paintings are not allowed to be on the table, and I don't want to sell them to you."

Wang Yan said: "If you send it out, I will buy it."

Lan Jue said: "That's the shop owner is doing a good job. Anyway, I won't sell it to you."

Wang Yan sneered: "Fildman."

Gu Qingzhang bowed to Wang Yangong: "Young Master Wang, I'm so sorry, I'll say goodbye first." He pulled Lan Jue, but Lan Jue was still motionless. Liu Zhihui frowned deeply and sighed: "Brother Lan, you just think that you can see Zhang clearly, don't bother with this matter too much.

Lan Jue's heart was disturbed again. At this time, Wang Yan lowered his head and said something to the servant. The servant shouted loudly: "That poor, my eldest son said, he won't beat you, he has a deal, I really want to do it with you, it depends on whether you know what you are."

Lan Jue didn't know what he was thinking, and a sentence floated out of his mouth: "What business?"

Wang Yan smiled a little while on the corner of his mouth, and leaned over and said a few words to the servant. The servant said, "There are people on the streets, how can the eldest son talk about things here? You have to find a quiet place."

Lan Jue raised his eyebrows, and the prince on the horse held the reins and glanced at the magnificent restaurant opposite in an extremely free and easy manner. The servant said, "Young Master has already chosen the place, you can follow me."

Gu Qingzhang grabbed Lan Jue's arm: "Pengzhi!"

Liu Zhihui whispered: "Brother Lan, you and I are both people who want to enter the imperial examination. You should know the depth and depth. The general and the son are not something we can do. Listen to Zhang's advice clearly and don't act irritably."

The servant started shouting again: "The eldest son asked, do you dare to go, or don't?"

Lan Jue raised his eyes and smiled: "How much face does the opportunity for the great general to treat you? How could you not go?"

Wang Yan pulled his horse and turned around in a chic manner, still staring at Lan Jue: "I only invite you. Please."

Lan Jue shook Gu Qingzhang's hand away and smiled and said, "Please, please."

Lan Jue looked at the candlelight and sighed: "A few years later, and even today, whenever I think of Qing Zhang, I always think of this and this scene, and I regret it infinitely. How ridiculous I was at that time... I am sorry for Qing Zhang, and it was more than this thing that hurt him and touched him. I have countless things. He is so tolerant and sincere to me, and I treat him with unreasonable considerations. I think about it again... But no matter how regretful or self-reflective, Qing Zhang cannot be reborn. My only true friend I have in my life, I can't come back again. Even if I really have a soul, when I die, he should have been reincarnated. I missed this life in the next life, and will never be seen again in life."

Zhang Ping nodded: "Well, if you have the next life, you will not recognize it even if you see it."

Lan Jue's eyes moved from the light to his face, and after a while, he said: "You are right, but in the future, when others remember the old sadness, you want to comfort me, it is best not to speak like this again."

Zhang Ping nodded solemnly and said, "Actually, students do not believe in reincarnation, nor do they believe in reincarnation, nor do they believe in ghosts. Students feel that death is like a lamp extinguishing. It is because of the words of an adult that he said that."

Lan Jue said, "Forget it, I just said it wrong. From now on, just listen and don't answer others' words."

Zhang Ping nodded, moved his mouth again, and closed it again.

Lan Jue raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to say? You don't have to swallow it, you can say this."

Zhang Ping said: "The student wants to ask, Lord Wang was looking for Lord Lan at that time, and he was..."

Lan Jue said: "Oh, that incident really happened to me. It turned out that Wang Yan was looking for me at that time, not because he wanted to find me bad luck, but because he wanted to discuss a deal with me."

Lan Jue entered the restaurant with the preparations for being repaired by Mr. Wang. Mr. Wang raised his hand and wrapped the entire restaurant for two hours, picked the largest and most luxurious private room. Lan Jue walked in, and the servant closed the door, but no few servants holding sticks jumped out from behind the screen. Mr. Wang sat at the head of the table, put on a noble and elegant posture, and looked at Lan Jue: "Sit?"

Lan Jue held his head and stretched his head and shook his head with one knife in his mind, and sat opposite Wang Yan. Wang Yan looked at the scroll he placed on the table and said he wanted to take a look.

Lan Jue was sitting opposite Wang Yan. It was impossible for him to say that he would not let him see it, so he handed over the scroll. Unexpectedly, Wang Yan took it and unfolded it, and looked at it with a serious look. After looking at several scrolls, he said, "It's all your handwriting?"

Lan Jue said: "Yes."

Wang Yan nodded, took out a bulging purse from his sleeve, and placed it on the table: "In two days, make a fu for writing bamboo." One of the words was clicked, "It's just like this poetic artistic conception. Another picture of spring bamboo must be motivated. These are the money you can make, and there is another reward."

Lan Jue said: "Prince Wang is serious?"

Wang Yan said: "How much time do I have to talk nonsense to you?"

Lan Jue said: "Okay, the things that Prince Wang wants don't need two days. I'll get paper and pen and I'll have them immediately."

Wang Yan glanced at him deeply and ordered the servant to pick up the paper and pen.

Lan Jue held his breath and his emotions were surging. After the paper and pen arrived, he rolled up his sleeves and polished the ink, and first waved the spring bamboo picture. When he was drawing, the text of the inscription was formed in his belly. After finishing the drawing, he changed the paper and pen and started writing continuously, and then finished it in one go.

Wang Yan kept watching in that noble and elegant posture, and when the paintings were all completed, he took them and looked at them again, nodded, and really took out another ingot of silver and placed them next to the purse.

Lan Jue took it, put it in his sleeve, stood up, bowed his hand: "Then I will say goodbye first."

He also walked out of the door with an extremely free and easy attitude.

Until he left the restaurant, nothing happened again, Lan Jue really believed it. Wang Yan did come to him to "discuss business".

Lan Jue was touched by the head, thinking it was a stone, but he didn't expect it to be Zhang Dabing's blessing. With so much money in hand, he didn't dare to enter the store to sell something urgently needed, so he went straight back to his residence. As soon as he got home, he found Gu Qingzhang sitting in the room.
Chapter completed!