Chapter 053: As blessed as me
"You...you are so bold! How dare you bribe me openly." Director Ji just glanced at him and then looked away angrily.
"Why are you so angry? Why don't you take a look at what's inside first? Maybe after you see it, you'll change your mind and accept it."
The box is small,
But the relief of flowers on it is lifelike.
This box alone is worth several taels of silver.
The things it can hold won't be cheap either.
Wen Yan opened the box.
A faint scent of ink wafted out, and an ink stick was seen lying quietly inside.
The ink stick is pitch black all over, but when it is held under light, other colors appear faintly flowing.
"Oh my, the color of this ink stick is so beautiful. This is the first time I see colorful black." Wen Yan said in an exaggerated tone.
What?
Black can also be colorful?
Shanzhang Ji couldn't help but look back out of curiosity.
Just one glance and he couldn't look away.
Wen Yan chuckled, picked up the ink stick, and gently shook it towards the light coming in through the window.
The black ink stick becomes radiant and colorful.
Wen Yan placed the ink stick in front of Ji Shanzhang and shook it, and a faint fragrance floated in the air.
"Master Ji, are you sure you don't like this ink stick?"
"I don't like it." Shanzhang Ji's eyes never left Mo Ding, and his insincerity was almost written on his face.
"Well then." Wen Yan sighed regretfully, "Since you don't want to take it, my pen and ink shop is about to open, so I'll sell it in the shop."
"Are you going to sell it?" Director Ji immediately pressed the box.
"If you don't want it, I don't like collecting this kind of stuff. Why should I keep it? I might as well sell it."
"I want it." Shanzhang Ji pressed the wooden box.
Wen Yan withdrew her hand with a smile.
Ji Shanchang sighed helplessly, his lifelong reputation was always controlled by bold women.
She was his wife when she was young.
When he was old, he was still controlled by the wife of his last disciple.
snort!
After the gift was given, Wen Yan put away his jokes and joking around, and bowed earnestly to Ji Shanchang: "Ji Shanchang, thank you."
Wen Yan wanted to say "I'm sorry" even more.
In his previous life, after Huo Yaoxing passed the imperial examination, he wanted to enter Wutong Academy for further studies.
The Huo family tried everything, but to no avail.
He forced Wen Yan to find a way to get this done.
Wen Yan went around trying to find out that Ji Shanchang had a hobby of collecting various ink sticks.
After many twists and turns, she finally got a rare ink stick from Hui Niang, and then asked Ji Shanzhang to privately guide Huo Yaoxing for three days every month.
Huo Yaoxing went in and out of the academy under the pretext of giving instructions, making friends with the students and winning them over.
He passed the imperial examination and ranked second. After entering the officialdom, he even gave private lessons to create the illusion that he was the last disciple of Master Ji.
Let those "senior brothers" give him a lot of convenience for the sake of their mentor.
When Ji Shanzhang learned of Huo Yaoxing's true identity, he was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot. He then fell ill and had to stay in bed for three months before he recovered.
After he recovered from his illness, the first thing he did was to publicly clarify that Huo Yaoxing was not his last disciple, and was not even an ordinary master and disciple.
At that time, this incident caused a huge uproar and almost shook the entire literary world.
Huo Yaoxing even deceived Wen Yan.
After she knew the truth, she immediately went to apologize with a valuable gift.
But he was kicked out without even seeing the headmaster Ji.
The servant of the Ji family said coldly: "My master said that the Ji family can't afford to have friends like Madam Wen."
Ji Shanzhang's originally healthy body was damaged by this serious illness and his health deteriorated rapidly.
A few years later, he passed away.
It can be said that
Wen Yan was half responsible for the early death of Ji Shanchang in his previous life.
If she hadn't helped Huo Yaoxing, the series of events that followed wouldn't have happened.
In this life, she will never do such a stupid thing again.
She also wanted to make amends for the mistakes she made in her past life.
Ji Shanzhang waved his hands at her irritably: "Go, go, go, hurry up, you'll only be an eyesore if you stay!"
Wen Yan knew that he was still angry, so she didn't insist on staying and making things difficult for him.
Wen Yan immediately stood up and said goodbye, left quickly, and helped him close the door.
After the others left,
Ji Shanchang couldn't resist the temptation and picked up the ink stick to admire it carefully.
His face showed joy at one moment and conflicted pain at another.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Give it back to Ying Zhilin later and let him take it back."
"Since she gave it to you, just keep it." Grandma Wu suddenly walked in from the back door.
Dean Ji glanced back at Granny Wu and said angrily, "I personally established the rule that teachers in the academy cannot accept gifts from students. How could I be the first to break the rule?"
"A welcoming gift from the wife of my last disciple, how can that be considered a bribe?" Granny Wu took the ink stick and examined it carefully, admiring it. "It's really a fine piece of ink. I wonder what the calligraphy will look like."
Grandma Wu took out a brand new inkstone, poured some tea in it, and prepared to grind ink and try writing.
Ji Shanzhang quickly covered the inkstone and said, "Don't mess around. You're so careless. What if you wear it out?"
"Then come here." Grandma Wu stuffed the ink stick into his hand.
Master Ji took the ink stick and began to grind the ink carefully.
After a while, he had ground out a small pool of ink.
He carefully placed the ink stick aside to dry.
Then he took out his best wolf-hair brush, dipped it in ink and started writing.
In the blink of an eye, a powerful word appeared on the paper.
Ji Shanchang frowned: "It seems to be no different from ordinary ink."
Grandma Wu held the paper up to the sunlight, and the ink shone brightly.
President Ji couldn't help but admire it again and again.
Grandma Wu said, "You've already used the ink, and you want to return it?"
Ji Shanchang realized later that he was being led by his wife.
He put down his pen in anger: "You... joined them in deceiving me."
"You clearly want it badly, but don't be so ungrateful." Granny Wu glanced at him. "Besides, you've secretly helped Ying Zhilin financially and physically over the past two years. Now that he's giving you an ink ingot in return, it's just a courtesy. Relationships only grow stronger when you keep in touch."
Ji Shan sighed, "I saw that the woman was too calculating. I'm afraid that a child like Lin, who follows the rules, will suffer."
Grandma Wu rolled her eyes in her heart and thought, "Only you think Zhilin is stupid."
"What's wrong with being calculating? If she were honest, could she have separated from the old Ying family and lived on her own? If she were gentle and quiet, could she have gone out to do business, support a family, and allow your closed disciple to study for the exam without distraction?"
Ji Shanchang opened his mouth.
Granny Wu poked his forehead lightly: "You men are just greedy. You want women to be strong and upright but not show off, but you don't want women to be too smart."
Ji Shanchang suddenly remembered his youth, and the unhappiness in his heart instantly dissipated.
He grabbed Granny Wu's hand and said, "I've lost my mind. It turns out my last disciple is just as blessed as I am."
Granny Wu pulled her hand back and gave him a sidelong glance: "You old bastard, what's the point of arguing in the academy?"
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