Crazy Xiuxian, boundless magic power

In order to avoid having the secret discovered, Chu Wen only tried it secretly a few times and did not take any other action.

At midnight.

The prison door outside was pushed open with a bang, and the prison, which was originally pitch dark, was suddenly brightly lit.

Then came the sound of sporadic footsteps.

Chu Wen was awakened by the noise. He lay on the ground and rubbed his eyes. He saw a group of people walking straight to the door of his cell. A jailer took out the key and was about to open the door.

Are you going to let me out? Chu Wen was overjoyed.

After the cell door was opened, a middle-aged man squatted at the cell door and said:

"Are you Master Feng Yin?"

The person who came was Sun Shangwu. He saw that the man in front of him was about the same age as his daughter, and wondered how he could write such sad and beautiful poems. He couldn't help but suspect that he had found the wrong person.

Chu Wen propped up half of his body with his hands, looked at Sun Shangwu and said:

"who are you?"

"I'm Sun Shangwu, are you Feng Yin Jushi?"

Chu Wen looked at him like a weird uncle and asked warily, "Why are you looking for him?"

"I want to ask him for a favor."

Hearing this, Chu Wen was extremely disappointed. It turned out that he was not being let out.

"What help?"

"Ask him to help write a poem or draw a picture?"

There is only one breakfast a day in prison. Chu Wen came in the morning, so he was hungry all day.

He saw that the man looked quite wealthy and had something to ask of him, so he said:

"I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"

"Are you really Master Fengyin?" Sun Shangwu asked in surprise.

"Replacement guaranteed."

Upon hearing this, Sun Shangwu immediately turned around and said:

"Ah Zhong! Go and prepare the food. Ah Yi! Get the oil lamp ready. Zhu Zi, please get some pens, ink, paper, and inkstone. It would be best if you could get a table and stool."

A Zhong and A Yi obeyed the order and left.

Zhuzi was the county magistrate's follower. He was flattered to hear Mr. Sun speak so politely to him, so how could he not respond?

Chu Wen saw this man's posture and knew he must be someone of some importance. However, he couldn't figure out his purpose, so he didn't dare to speak rashly and just watched his performance quietly.

After the three men left, Sun Shangwu sat down on the ground without caring about the dirtiness, and said with a bitter face.

"Master Feng Yin, I'm in a hurry, you must help me with this."

When Chu Wen heard this, he felt something was wrong. It didn't seem like someone was asking for calligraphy or a painting, and who would come in the middle of the night to ask someone to paint a picture?

"What do you want to do?"

"I just want Master Fengyin to draw a picture for me, the same one I put up for consignment at Danning Garden. I wonder how much you want for it?"

Chu Wen felt even more puzzled when he heard this and asked, "Why do you want the same one?"

"Don't worry about this, Feng Yin. Just write it down. I will reward you generously."

Chu Wen is not stupid, he would never do this.

This is tantamount to counterfeiting one's own work, which is extremely unfair to the buyer of the original work.

Once this matter gets out, your reputation will be ruined.

Chu Wen has many more poems in his mind, but he doesn't want to ruin his reputation.

After a moment's thought, Chu Wen refused and said, "Go back. I won't do this."

When this was said, Sun Shangwu, who had been in business for a long time, thought that the price was deliberately raised.

I thought to myself, the reserve price of the painting was five hundred taels of silver, so I’ll make an offer to test the waters.

"Mr. Feng Yin, if you are willing to help me, I will reward you with one thousand taels of silver. What do you think?"

Chu Wen was shocked when he heard that he wanted one thousand taels at the beginning, but he didn't want to cut off his source of income.

"This matter concerns my principles as a human being. I'm sorry I can't do anything about it."

Seeing that the other party was not moved at all, Sun Shangwu became anxious and said quickly:

"Two thousand taels, no, three thousand taels! Three thousand taels will be fine."

Chu Wen was shocked.

Three thousand taels?

How can it be!

Are you kidding me?

Are you here to ruin my reputation on purpose?

If a painting can really be sold for three thousand taels, I cannot afford to ruin my reputation.

Thinking of this, Chu Wen said with a righteous look:

"Mr. Sun, you don't need to say anything. This has nothing to do with money. It's a question of credibility. How can you survive if you lose your credibility?"

When Sun Shangwu heard this, he immediately understood and begged:

"My dear friend Feng Yin, to be honest, I have the original painting in my hands. I had no choice but to ask you to make another one. If you are lying, God will punish you."

Chu Wen heard this and asked suspiciously, "How much did you pay for it?"

"This this……"

Sun Shangwu was speechless for a moment. Seeing Chu Wen's face full of doubt, he thought that if he didn't explain things clearly, he would not be able to get the painting. After a long sigh, Sun Shangwu said:

"Ah! To tell you the truth, it is this way and that way."

Sun Shangwu told Chu Wen the truth of what had happened, and the more he listened, the happier he became.

Oh shit.

I said I would just sell it for a hundred taels.

I didn't expect to meet a local rich man.

Haha.

If the old monk knew about this, I'm afraid his eyes would pop out of his head.

After listening to Sun Shangwu's story, Chu Wen was very eager to learn more and asked:

"In that case, Mrs. Su is angry that you haven't visited her for a long time?"

"Oh, that's right. First, I've been busy these days. Second, there's a new Fengyuefang opened in the neighboring county. The owner is my good brother. How can I not go and show my support?"

"Oh... so that's how it is. I have to go there. I have to take care of my brother's business. May I ask where is Fengyuefang located?"

"It's in the southwest corner of Yongjia County. The girls there are all from other places. There are many kinds of girls. If you help me with this, I will say hello to my brother. You can go there to play in the future. It will all be on my account."

"You said it yourself, don't go against your will." Chu Wen said quickly.

"A gentleman's word is as good as his bond. Brother, do you still not trust me? Next time you go, look for Cui'er, and I'll tell you..."

"Okay, okay, Cui'er, right? I'll remember it."

"There's also a girl called Qing'er, she doesn't have any hair at all, let me tell you..."

"Okay, okay... this is good, this is good..."

The most serious topic between men is talking about their own women, and the most lighthearted topic between men is talking about other people's women.

The two of them have similar interests and get along better and better as they talk.

"Master Sun, the writing brush and ink are ready." Zhuzi said, holding a tray in his hand.

"Put it there first! Brother, I didn't expect you to know so much at such a young age. I've never tried the inverted hook that you mentioned, and that chair is very convenient, isn't it? Sheep intestines can really be..."

"Brother Sun...if you tie a fox tail on it..."

Mingde Sanren next door was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

Chu Wen doesn't know Sun Shangwu, but he does.

Isn't this the richest man in Buffalo County? Why is he calling this guy his brother?

If you have a friend like this, why would you steal any buns? The ones that leak from between your fingernails will be enough for you to eat for the rest of your life.

Also, this kid is very young, but he knows more than me, the "child-delivering master". It seems like I have to make good friends with him.

"Master, the food is here."

"Come on, brother, let's eat and talk, you said that fingering technique..."

"As long as you master the skills..."

……

The table had already been set up in the prison, and Sun Shangwu was hungry, so the two of them ate and chatted, getting along very well.

Later in the conversation, Sun Shangwu still felt unsatisfied, so he asked the guards to bring another jar of wine. As one can drink with good friends, a thousand cups are not enough, and the two of them drank the whole jar of wine.

"Brother, I will definitely help you with this, but your method won't work and will be exposed sooner or later. I am nicknamed the gynecological expert, just listen to me and I will make sure you pass."

"Oh, what's your trick, brother?"

"Bring me a pen!"

Chu Wen stood up shakily, and several servants quickly cleaned the table and placed pens, ink, paper and inkstone on it.

Chu Wen picked up his pen and started writing. After a while, a poem appeared on the paper.

Sun Shangwu took a closer look and immediately smiled.

……

Su Qiuting had just fallen asleep angrily when she heard the maid come to report.

"Madam, the master is waiting for you in the hall. He said he brought you a gift. Madam Bao likes it."

"Humph! Gifts, gifts, gifts, gifts only, nothing new."

Although she said this, Su Qiutong was still happy in her heart.

As long as he doesn't come to ask for calligraphy or paintings, it will be considered a thoughtful gesture.

Qing'er

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