Embrace a mistake and be reborn!She is the darling of the top chaebol family
Chapter 128 The 23rd generation successor of the royal pen inheritance
Take out the paper and ink.
Although most of the items in the store were smashed, luckily there was still a small cabinet that had been righted to provide some cushion.
A child grinds beside him.
Bai Zi casually picked up the pens scattered on the ground, washed them, dipped them in ink and began to write on the paper.
With a few flowing strokes, Bai Zi's strokes became a chapter. She wrote a poem.
"On a moonlit night, there is a dream behind the curtain, and the spring breeze is full of tenderness."
After putting down the pen, Bai Zi handed the paper to Hu Ren.
Hu Ren took the paper and looked at it with a slightly solemn expression, and slowly said: "The pen is full of ink and the muscles are full of strength. It is indeed good."
"How long have you been practicing calligraphy?"
Bai Zi lowered her eyelashes slightly, "I forgot."
If you really want to count it, it really spans time and space. A few words span two lives.
I started practicing calligraphy at the age of seven in the Shen family. I vaguely remember winning a calligraphy award in middle school. Counting the years I have lived in this life, plus the years in this life, it is really a long time.
"How old are you?"
"Eighteen this year."
Hu Ren turned to the child and said, "Go get some longer paper."
Then he looked at Bai Zi and said, "I want to see you finish writing the song Yiweiting."
"it is good."
I brought an extended piece of Shanghao rice paper, dipped it in white and purple ink and started writing, and the complete song "Yiwei Pavilion" slowly appeared on it.
Hu Ren watched from the sidelines, and after Bai Zi finished writing, he nodded.
"It's a pleasure to write, and it's well written."
Bai Zi curled her lips, "Then can I get the pen you gave me for free? I want the one you showed me this morning."
Hu Ren walked around behind the screen, took the pen and asked, "Do you know the origin of this bamboo-tube and jade-shoot pen?"
"..."
Before Hu Ren could take out the pen.
A voice came from outside the store: "This is it! Master, this woman is still inside!"
When Bai Zi heard the sound, she looked sideways and saw that the Xiao family that she had beaten away before were back.
Xiao Silin was embarrassed before, and after he returned, he called in many thugs to get his place back.
Xiao Silin pushed through the crowd and walked out from behind. When he saw Bai Zi standing in the store, he narrowed his eyes fiercely and said, "Okay, very good. I thought you were leaving, but it turns out you haven't left yet! Save me, young master." I’m going to find you, if you dare to go against me, I must teach you a lesson today!”
"Aren't you very good at fighting? I want to see how good you are at fighting!"
Bai Zi glanced at them and smiled suddenly, "Are you here for revenge? Okay, then I'll play with you."
After leaving the store, the store was already almost destroyed. If there was another fight, it would really be a mess.
People on the street quickly retreated.
After Bai Zi came out, she was surrounded by them.
Xiao Silin gave an order, and ten tall wrestlers punched Bai Zi.
From a physical point of view, the strength of the two sides is very different.
But unexpectedly, Bai Zi nimbly dodged their fists, used softness to overcome strength, and performed a set of Tai Chi with his bare hands. He grabbed their hands and used their strength to hit the other person with a punch, or somersaulted him out. …
The other end of the street.
Qi Han and others were walking over there.
"Brother Han, are you here to find Zi'er?"
Bai Zhu kept chattering all the way, like a chatterbox.
"Zi'er put down her chopsticks and left after finishing her meal. I don't know... Ouch! What are you doing in front of you? There's a fight!"
With sharp eyes, Bai Zhu could see a fight going on in front of him. He glanced around and saw many people gathered in front of him.
"Come on, let's go take a look."
They walked forward, but before they got closer, they heard the sound of some people falling to the ground.
"Snapped--"
"Ouch, my waist..."
"Fight, you idiots! Really, where are you hitting with your fists?"
"..."
Bai Zi was having a great time fighting, and the several heavyweight wrestlers in front of her were like clumsy puppets in front of her.
When Qi Han and the others walked through the crowd, they saw that Bai Zi was actually the protagonist in the fight!
A fat man, in front of Bai Zi, acted like he was teasing a fool, being tricked around.
"Zi'er!?"
Just as Bai Zi finished dealing with the last big fat man, she heard Bai Zhu's voice. She looked sideways, curled her lips and said, "It's you, why are you here."
Zhou Huai said with a smile: "We also planned to watch a wrestling match in the afternoon. If I had known earlier, we would have come here to watch it."
Liang Zexi: "Yes, I would have come to see it if I had known about it, and I didn't charge for the ticket."
The people brought by Xiao Silin were all beaten to the ground by Bai Zi again. He was so angry that his face turned red and his neck thickened.
Bai Zhu: "Zi'er, you left so quickly after dinner. Did you come here to fight?"
Bai Zi: "That's not true. I came here to get the brush. I happened to play with them when they were looking for trouble."
Qi Han glanced at the people lying on the ground, and then at the brush shop next to him.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Xiao Silin was about to sneak away.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Bai Zi stepped forward and caught him, "Young master of the Xiao family, please don't leave. You have smashed the store into this, aren't you prepared to compensate?"
Xiao Silin was scared to death. He originally thought that this woman was only good at fighting, but when he went home and brought a wrestler, he was beaten to the ground by this woman.
It's so scary!
Tigress, this is it!
"I'll pay! I'll pay!"
Xiao Silin immediately said: "How much does it cost? I'll send it over later."
Bai Zi: "No, you are here, call someone to come over and give you the money!"
Xiao Silin was the coward, "Okay."
Then they walked into the brush shop.
Hu Ren had already found the brush, "The pen you want."
Bai Zi took the box and opened it. Inside, there was a Bamboo Tube and Jade Bamboo Shoot pen lying neatly inside. The body of the pen was beautiful and the materials used were of good quality.
When Qi Han saw the pen, he immediately said its name, "Bamboo Tube Jade Bamboo Shoot Pen."
Hu Ren: "You are quite knowledgeable."
Bai Zi looked at Qi Han curiously, "How do you know the name of this pen?"
Qi Han: "My family once had one."
Hu Ren narrowed his eyes, "How could you possibly have it? The same pen as this one was previously offered to the palace, and the same pen is still in the museum!"
Qi Han suddenly smiled, but did not answer the question, but said: "Did you make this pen? Is your surname Hu?"
Hu Ren: "Yes, I am Hu Ren, the third generation descendant of No. 20 in the imperial pen inheritance."
Bai Zi suddenly realized what he said when he heard Hu Ren's words.
She said why she thought Hu Ren's name sounded familiar. It turned out that he was the inheritor of the imperial pen.
No wonder he dares to say that the brushes he makes are second in the country, and no one dares to say that he is first. No wonder he has such a weird temper. He does have some background.
Therefore, many wealthy families came to Hu Ren to customize their brushes.
Hu Ren hid here and opened a small shop.
I didn't expect that I would be so lucky to meet Bai Zi.
Although most of the items in the store were smashed, luckily there was still a small cabinet that had been righted to provide some cushion.
A child grinds beside him.
Bai Zi casually picked up the pens scattered on the ground, washed them, dipped them in ink and began to write on the paper.
With a few flowing strokes, Bai Zi's strokes became a chapter. She wrote a poem.
"On a moonlit night, there is a dream behind the curtain, and the spring breeze is full of tenderness."
After putting down the pen, Bai Zi handed the paper to Hu Ren.
Hu Ren took the paper and looked at it with a slightly solemn expression, and slowly said: "The pen is full of ink and the muscles are full of strength. It is indeed good."
"How long have you been practicing calligraphy?"
Bai Zi lowered her eyelashes slightly, "I forgot."
If you really want to count it, it really spans time and space. A few words span two lives.
I started practicing calligraphy at the age of seven in the Shen family. I vaguely remember winning a calligraphy award in middle school. Counting the years I have lived in this life, plus the years in this life, it is really a long time.
"How old are you?"
"Eighteen this year."
Hu Ren turned to the child and said, "Go get some longer paper."
Then he looked at Bai Zi and said, "I want to see you finish writing the song Yiweiting."
"it is good."
I brought an extended piece of Shanghao rice paper, dipped it in white and purple ink and started writing, and the complete song "Yiwei Pavilion" slowly appeared on it.
Hu Ren watched from the sidelines, and after Bai Zi finished writing, he nodded.
"It's a pleasure to write, and it's well written."
Bai Zi curled her lips, "Then can I get the pen you gave me for free? I want the one you showed me this morning."
Hu Ren walked around behind the screen, took the pen and asked, "Do you know the origin of this bamboo-tube and jade-shoot pen?"
"..."
Before Hu Ren could take out the pen.
A voice came from outside the store: "This is it! Master, this woman is still inside!"
When Bai Zi heard the sound, she looked sideways and saw that the Xiao family that she had beaten away before were back.
Xiao Silin was embarrassed before, and after he returned, he called in many thugs to get his place back.
Xiao Silin pushed through the crowd and walked out from behind. When he saw Bai Zi standing in the store, he narrowed his eyes fiercely and said, "Okay, very good. I thought you were leaving, but it turns out you haven't left yet! Save me, young master." I’m going to find you, if you dare to go against me, I must teach you a lesson today!”
"Aren't you very good at fighting? I want to see how good you are at fighting!"
Bai Zi glanced at them and smiled suddenly, "Are you here for revenge? Okay, then I'll play with you."
After leaving the store, the store was already almost destroyed. If there was another fight, it would really be a mess.
People on the street quickly retreated.
After Bai Zi came out, she was surrounded by them.
Xiao Silin gave an order, and ten tall wrestlers punched Bai Zi.
From a physical point of view, the strength of the two sides is very different.
But unexpectedly, Bai Zi nimbly dodged their fists, used softness to overcome strength, and performed a set of Tai Chi with his bare hands. He grabbed their hands and used their strength to hit the other person with a punch, or somersaulted him out. …
The other end of the street.
Qi Han and others were walking over there.
"Brother Han, are you here to find Zi'er?"
Bai Zhu kept chattering all the way, like a chatterbox.
"Zi'er put down her chopsticks and left after finishing her meal. I don't know... Ouch! What are you doing in front of you? There's a fight!"
With sharp eyes, Bai Zhu could see a fight going on in front of him. He glanced around and saw many people gathered in front of him.
"Come on, let's go take a look."
They walked forward, but before they got closer, they heard the sound of some people falling to the ground.
"Snapped--"
"Ouch, my waist..."
"Fight, you idiots! Really, where are you hitting with your fists?"
"..."
Bai Zi was having a great time fighting, and the several heavyweight wrestlers in front of her were like clumsy puppets in front of her.
When Qi Han and the others walked through the crowd, they saw that Bai Zi was actually the protagonist in the fight!
A fat man, in front of Bai Zi, acted like he was teasing a fool, being tricked around.
"Zi'er!?"
Just as Bai Zi finished dealing with the last big fat man, she heard Bai Zhu's voice. She looked sideways, curled her lips and said, "It's you, why are you here."
Zhou Huai said with a smile: "We also planned to watch a wrestling match in the afternoon. If I had known earlier, we would have come here to watch it."
Liang Zexi: "Yes, I would have come to see it if I had known about it, and I didn't charge for the ticket."
The people brought by Xiao Silin were all beaten to the ground by Bai Zi again. He was so angry that his face turned red and his neck thickened.
Bai Zhu: "Zi'er, you left so quickly after dinner. Did you come here to fight?"
Bai Zi: "That's not true. I came here to get the brush. I happened to play with them when they were looking for trouble."
Qi Han glanced at the people lying on the ground, and then at the brush shop next to him.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Xiao Silin was about to sneak away.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Bai Zi stepped forward and caught him, "Young master of the Xiao family, please don't leave. You have smashed the store into this, aren't you prepared to compensate?"
Xiao Silin was scared to death. He originally thought that this woman was only good at fighting, but when he went home and brought a wrestler, he was beaten to the ground by this woman.
It's so scary!
Tigress, this is it!
"I'll pay! I'll pay!"
Xiao Silin immediately said: "How much does it cost? I'll send it over later."
Bai Zi: "No, you are here, call someone to come over and give you the money!"
Xiao Silin was the coward, "Okay."
Then they walked into the brush shop.
Hu Ren had already found the brush, "The pen you want."
Bai Zi took the box and opened it. Inside, there was a Bamboo Tube and Jade Bamboo Shoot pen lying neatly inside. The body of the pen was beautiful and the materials used were of good quality.
When Qi Han saw the pen, he immediately said its name, "Bamboo Tube Jade Bamboo Shoot Pen."
Hu Ren: "You are quite knowledgeable."
Bai Zi looked at Qi Han curiously, "How do you know the name of this pen?"
Qi Han: "My family once had one."
Hu Ren narrowed his eyes, "How could you possibly have it? The same pen as this one was previously offered to the palace, and the same pen is still in the museum!"
Qi Han suddenly smiled, but did not answer the question, but said: "Did you make this pen? Is your surname Hu?"
Hu Ren: "Yes, I am Hu Ren, the third generation descendant of No. 20 in the imperial pen inheritance."
Bai Zi suddenly realized what he said when he heard Hu Ren's words.
She said why she thought Hu Ren's name sounded familiar. It turned out that he was the inheritor of the imperial pen.
No wonder he dares to say that the brushes he makes are second in the country, and no one dares to say that he is first. No wonder he has such a weird temper. He does have some background.
Therefore, many wealthy families came to Hu Ren to customize their brushes.
Hu Ren hid here and opened a small shop.
I didn't expect that I would be so lucky to meet Bai Zi.
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