Chapter 190 Binding

190 Binding

"Let's get back to the topic!"

When he was being unrestrained, he finally remembered to restrain himself. Seeing that Chen Jingxuan seemed to be about to leave, Gao Yuan immediately straightened his posture, sat down on the mat again, and lowered his voice to say something to the pale-faced scholar.

Chen Jingxuan is the quietest person in Ping'an Town. The happiness of the two of them has delayed their business.

"I am here today to ask you to give me a calligraphy."

Because Gao Yu'an's reminder was serious, he was very happy before entering the temple, and the white-faced scholar immediately spoke.

He saw confusion flashing in Chen Jingxuan's eyes, and his face quickly turned ugly due to the combination of his eyes and expression.

Give a name?

I, Chen Jingxuan, cannot bear these two words.

After the pale-faced scholar finished speaking, Chen Jingxuan wanted to refuse immediately and shook his head first, but he didn't say anything.

After he passed the imperial examination, some people in the town actually came to him to ask for a calligraphy, but in the end it was unsuccessful.

The white-faced gentleman's words were too harsh. Was this the first time they met? Giving him a name was really exaggerating himself.

Why? He doesn't look like the kind of person who needs connections.

"It's a rare opportunity for my old friend to come from afar, Jingxuan, please write a copy for him."

Seeing that Chen Jingxuan refused to speak for a long time and as the atmosphere in the incense hall became subtle, Gao Yuan had to get up from the cushion, then pulled Chen Jingxuan out, and at the same time signaled the pale-faced scholar to wait for a while.

He did not let go of his hand until they entered the backyard. In front of his two disciples, he spoke sincerely and formally expressed his thoughts to the third son of the Chen family:

"Jingxuan, just write one. The old Taoist priest will take care of the rest."

"Deal with what?"

Seeing that Gao Yuan seemed determined to achieve his goal, he became even more resistant in his heart, but Chen Jingxuan still refused to give him face.

I can't accept this. Since I entered the temple, I've just seen you two chatting happily. Why are you asking for any words for no reason?

Although I have always respected the old Taoist priest, it does not mean that I have to follow him in everything. If there is nothing else, I will say goodbye today.

"Of course I'm asking him for money and property. It's not that easy to get a scholar's calligraphy."

He was so confident and righteous. It turned out that this old Taoist priest was totally unreasonable... After Gao Yuan expressed his thoughts, Xiang Jiannan on the side had already understood what was going on.

So this was the reason. The master really couldn't do without money. Talking about this in front of Chen Jingxuan was a direct insult.

Don’t you see the identity of the young man in front of you? He is a pure scholar.

The master's words were not well spoken. His words just now could only impress Mr. Chen.

It doesn't work on Chen Jingxuan.

"The Taoist priest really thinks highly of Jing Xuan."

He didn't expect Gao Yuan to say such words to him. Naturally, it was exactly the same as what Xiang Jiannan thought. His face turned completely cold and Chen Jingxuan sneered.

He always thought that the old Taoist priest was very sensible, but he didn't know that deep down, he was different from what he thought.

Did you call him here today to humiliate him? In front of everyone, I didn't know whether I should get angry or not.

After a moment of silence, he wanted to say goodbye, but he saw the old Taoist priest coming towards him. He had no choice but to listen. After a few breaths, he suddenly changed his mind.

It is not impossible to give him a name. Since he is the old Taoist priest's friend, Chen Jingxuan naturally has to give him this face.

As for asking for money and property, it all depends on the old Taoist priest's idea. Chen Jingxuan disdains this matter.

"The whale has not yet swallowed the sea, but the sword's energy is already sweeping across the sky."

After Gao Yuan and Chen Jingxuan finished their whispers and laid out paper and pen, Xiang Jiannan's expression changed quickly as he wanted to know what the two had just whispered to each other.

All in one go.

How come it's the same as what I wrote before? The calligraphy of the third son of the Chen family is so beautiful! Just by looking at it, I feel that the artistic conception has reached a higher level.

"good!"

He picked up the paper on the stone table and smiled. The big thing was done. Gao Yuan laughed a few times. When Chen Jingxuan tilted his head as if thinking, he left the backyard.

It would be better if he wasn't there for what happened next, as it would be his disciple's turn next.

Both sides need attention.

"Did you write that sentence?"

Gao Yuan didn't stand aside for long after he left. Knowing that his master would definitely not care about their opinions, Xiang Jiannan was considering whether he should follow him out.

Logically speaking, the pale-faced scholar should have come for Xiang Jiannan today, so why hasn't anyone called him to come out yet?

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What's the point of doing something without the protagonist? After staying in the backyard with Wang Yi for so long, the pale-faced scholar asked Chen Jingxuan for a calligraphy.

When I first heard it, I thought he was just asking for one, but Chen Jingxuan was so generous. Under the persuasion of his master, he wrote ten in one breath.

Not to mention charging by the number, given the old Taoist's personality, he would probably charge a huge amount of money.

"Me? Didn't you write that?"

Suddenly hearing Chen Jingxuan's question, Xiang Jiannan turned around and saw him staring at him. He didn't understand for a moment.

How long has it been since you put down your brush? How come you have forgotten what you have done so quickly?

Has he become mentally disturbed by reading recently, or has the old Taoist priest messed up his mind?

I, Xiang Jiannan, cannot write such beautiful characters. Wang Yixing can testify to this.

"The two sentences I just wrote were told to me by the old Taoist priest."

Seeing that Xiang Jiannan didn't understand what he meant and repeated it in his mouth, Chen Jingxuan turned around and sat on the stone bench, feeling a little sour, but his expression didn't change much: "I didn't expect that the young Taoist priest has such talent, even though it's only two sentences, I, Chen Jingxuan, am ashamed of myself."

"Is there no such phrase in the books of the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

After Chen Jingxuan finished speaking, Xiang Jiannan finally understood what he meant. The three words "plagiarist" first came to his mind. Xiang Jiannan had never thought of such a thing.

He never did any research on the poetry of the Zhou Dynasty, mainly because the environment he was in did not allow it.

Not to mention the memories I received, I can’t even finish reading all the scriptures, so how can I have the energy to do anything else?

A Taoist temple cannot support scholars because of the difference in status. The idea only came to me when I first traveled through time.

"From today onwards."

After hearing Xiang Jiannan say that the two sentences he had just written were lyrics, Chen Jingxuan was moved and wanted to listen to the whole poem. However, just as he stood up, he saw the old Taoist priest rushing towards him with a serious tone, so he could not speak for the time being.

"Remember to follow the Master's instructions!"

Patting Xiang Jiannan's shoulder as if to encourage him, Chen Jingxuan was curious again. He saw the young Taoist nodded vigorously, and his tone was firm, just like the old Taoist: "You don't need to look at his eyes, just be steady when the time comes. The weather is very good today, and I want to work together with you for once."

"What are you talking about!"

"My disciple, who do you think I am?"

He treated the other two as air the whole time, and with an excited look on his face, Gao Yuan turned around and spat out the word "Eastern Sea": "Disciple, try to think deeper later. He has collected all the words, so the depth of the Eastern Sea must be more than a few thousand miles."

(End of this chapter)