Although he made up his mind to stay away from Cui Jiuniang, a little witch who was difficult to get along with, it would be better not to live in Cui's house when he went to Chang'an, so as not to benefit too much in the future and he could not even push him off. However, after repeated instructions to Du Shisanniang, Du Shiyi did not show any of it on his face, but just stepped up the preparations for the departure. But on this day, the person he had been looking forward to for a long time finally arrived in Luoyang from Songshan. The dusty man Zhang Du followed the Cui family's followers into Du Shiyi's yard, and couldn't help but be excited and rushed up quickly.

"Du Langjun, it's done, it's done! I thought I could not do that Momo, but I didn't expect it to be successful in the end. Please see..."

Zhang Du didn't even take a break, so he took off the burden from his body. Du Shiyi smiled and waved his hand to the Cui family servant who brought in, and then ordered Tian Mo to go there to call Yang Zongwan and Wu Jiu. Then, he snatched the heavy burden from Zhang Du without saying a word: "It's really hard for you to take out this thing three months ago. Okay, don't talk outside, come into the room first."

When he entered the room, he signaled Zhang Du to sit casually. He sat in the main seat and put the bag in front of him and untied it. Then he picked up the ebony box in it. At this time, a soft knock on the door came from outside. He ordered him to come in without raising his head, but opened the box on his own. Seeing that five square ink ingots were neatly lying inside, the pattern on his head was very familiar to him, he couldn't help but look up at Zhang Du.

"There are five sides above and five sides below. There are five sides at the same time. A total of ten directions of ink ingots are for the ten directions of the Caotang. This is the best set, and the rest is not as good as the rest." Zhang Du said, taking a deep breath, paused, and then said with a bright look, "Thanks Lu's willingness to make the ten directions of the Caotang into a mold, and thanks to Lu Langjun's self-written copying and carving molds. Lu Langjun said that if this is handed over to the market, it may not be able to produce a tremendous spirit, and if it is copied, it will be unsightly. A total of two sets of twenty pieces were made. The other set was given to Mr. Lu before he came, according to Du Langjun's instructions. The pine tree in the Wangwu is much better than Songshan, and the ink made this time is better than before!"

Seeing Yang Zongwan and Wu Jiu who had just come in, he was puzzled after hearing half of the words, Du Shiyi changed the box and signaled them to look closer to see. It would be fine for Wu Jiu. Yang Zongwan has been a masonry since he was a child. He learned to be clear from quarrying to carving. Although he was not very proficient in ink, he had seen some good things as his old employer. At this moment, he stared at the ink ingots that were neatly drawn with the map of landscape on his head. He couldn't help but shine. Then he stared at Du Shiyi and asked: "Du Langjun said before that good inks also require good ink. Could this be..."

"You said it well, this is what I said!"

Du Shiyi picked up one of them while speaking, turned slightly and carefully looked at the details. He opened his mouth and asked Yang Zongwan to pick up a Duan inkstone and water. When everything was done, he rolled up his sleeves and slowly ground ink in the inkstone pool. He took the paper and pen and wrote two lines of poetry. He could only smell the strange fragrance in the words, and the ink was as lacquer as lacquer, and the color was blue and black. It dries in a moment, and the smudge was also wonderful. At this time, he wiped the ink ingot where the ink ingot had just been ground. Everyone saw that his mouth seemed to be completely damaged, so he gently stroked it on the jute paper, and the paper was silently turned into two pieces.

Yang Zongwan felt surprised and happy, and couldn't help but shout, "Mr. Du Langjun, now this ink has been completed, so next..."

"Treasures and famous tools need to be known." As soon as Du Shiyi finished speaking, he heard the banging door outside being knocked again, and then Tian Mo's loud voice: "Langjun, Wang Shisanlang is here!"

"I was about to find him, but he came to the door!"

Du Shiyi smiled and ordered Yang Zongwan and Zhang Du to put the Duan inkstone and the used ink into the box, take it out for Tian Mo to hold it, and then walked out. Sure enough, as soon as he arrived at the octagonal gallery in front, he bumped into Wang Wei who was brought in. Seeing that Kunlun slave was following him, he could not help but ask strangely: "Du Shijiulang, are you going to go out?"

"It's not that I'm going to go out, but I heard that Brother Wang is here, so I want to ask you to accompany me to go out."

"Huh?" Wang Wei was so confused by these words that he remembered his purpose for a while. "But I came today for the song Chu Han a few days ago..."

"Did Brother Wang remember them all again?" Seeing Wang Wei nodding with a smile, Du Shiyi was amazed at his perverted talent and memory. He coughed dryly and said, "Since the music score has been completed, it is not too late for us to study it again when we come back. Now I want to ask Brother Wang to lead the way and let's visit the famous Zhang Dian."

"Ah!" Wang Wei was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that he had met Zhang Xu and Wu Daozi in Anguo Temple that day. Although he didn't want to discourage Du Shiyi's excitement, he still had to persuade, "Zhang Gong has a strange temper, but there are still a steady stream of people who come to ask for books and study. But he often refuses and refuses to say anything, and sometimes he often makes people feel embarrassed when he gets drunk. Although we met him on that day, he may not give us a good look."

"Brother Wang said this, but you left early that day, but he told me that if you have time in the future, you might as well come to Wenroufang to find him. Although the song we played before was not as good as the sword dance of Gongsun, at least he could write a few words after listening to it."

Wang Wei was stunned when he heard this and immediately laughed: "Since that's the case, then go! I have been famous for him in Luoyang for a long time, but I often only see him from afar, but I dare not visit him. Today, you can give me the courage, so let's go and experience the style of cursive script!"

Since they were decisive, the two of them immediately went out to get on the horse. The emperor had already returned to Chang'an, and the eastern capital Luoyang had fewered a large number of dignitaries and nobles who accompanied him to patrol. For a moment, even the streets seemed to be empty. Seeing that the boy following Wang Wei's horse was still holding the red sandalwood pipa zipper, Du Shiyi couldn't help but joke: "Brother Wang is really a pipa, no wonder he is unique in music."

"Since I'm going to discuss the music score with you today, I will naturally take it. Of course, I'll see Mr. Zhang later. If he gets drunk and doesn't recognize others, it might be useful. Didn't you say that he still appreciates the song I played before?" Wang Wei said with interest while looking at the box held by the Kunlun slave behind Du Shiyi, and then asked curiously, "What good things have you prepared?"

"The sword is given to the hero, and it is not actually a gift. What I want to ask Mr. Zhang to appreciate is exactly what Mr. Zhang uses the most."

Wang Wei raised his eyebrows thoughtfully when he was kept indifferent, and his heart moved, and he did not ask any further questions. Zhang Xu was a well-known figure in Luoyang City, not only because of his writing, but also because of his particularly unique temperament. Because Wang Wei was visiting Zhang Xu for the first time, he went to Wenroufang and found a Wuhou in the fang. Who knew that the other party had looked at him and Du Shiyi for a long time, and then said in a warning tone: "Zhang Gong's house is located in the east of the north of the Cross Street, the second house is the second one. Please be careful when you go here, but you only saw that he turned red and drank wine, so hurry up. The last time I didn't know which man from a family came to visit Zhang Gong to learn, but was sprayed with wine and residue. He almost cried when he went back awkwardly."

This was almost crying. The words Du Shiyi heard it and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. After finding Zhang Xu's seemingly ordinary house, Wang Wei glanced at Du Shiyi, and gave him a look of self-requirement. He immediately rode his horse and slowly took two or three steps back, entrusting the important task of knocking out. At this time, Du Shiyi looked at the servant behind him holding the pipa and Tian Mo holding the things, and could only bite the bullet and knock on the door gently. However, unlike what he imagined that he would wait for a long time, the two doors opened with a creak.

The one who poked his head out was not a servant. The middle-aged man with a messy hair, a smell of alcohol in his mouth, and a flushed face, who else was not Zhang Xu? Thinking of the warning from Wuhou, Du Shiyi wanted to retreat immediately, but before he could react, Zhang Xu stared at him for a moment, and suddenly grabbed his wrist without saying anything, and quickly pulled him in. Facing this scene, Du Shiyi himself was caught off guard, but Wang Wei, his little boy and Tian Mo were all dumbfounded. When they realized that they came, the two doors had already slammed tightly.

Tian Mo was so stupid when he saw this: "What should I do?"

Wang Wei jumped off the horse without saying a word and went forward to knock on the door hard, but his hands were almost red, but there was no one in there to respond. At this moment, he couldn't help but regret that he was just joking, letting Du Shiyi stand in front of him alone, and looked around for a while. When he saw a passerby passing by, he hurried forward to stop the person. When he heard that he was asking why the door was not open in the house, there were still others at home. Passers-by immediately laughed dryly: "As a man, as long as Mr. Zhang drinks, the rest of the Zhang family will definitely hide in the house and don't come out, so knocking on the door is useless..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Wei's expression changed drastically. Tian Mo, behind him, gritted his teeth, stuffed the box into Wang Wei's hand, kicked off the shoes on his feet, and climbed up the earthen wall of Zhang's house without caring about it. Facing this scene, Wang Wei, who was surprised that the heavy weight of the box in his hand, was about to stop it, but when he saw that Tian Mo had already climbed up the wall agilely, he quickly changed his words and shouted: "Don't hurry to find your husband, open the door first and let us in!"

Fortunately, after Tian Mo went down steadily, he immediately opened the door and opened the door. However, when Wang Wei rushed into the door with the little boy, he saw Tian Mo standing there blankly. In the spacious yard of the Zhang family, Zhang Xu, who had just been unexpectedly, was completely gone, and Du Shiyi didn't know where to go. The three of them were thinking about whether they wanted to break in one room to find someone, but the next moment, Du Shiyi came out of the room with a roll of things in a dusty manner.
Chapter completed!