I couldn't help but blink at it. Sure enough, my tail was shaken even harder. If it weren't for the old man's pulling it, I might have run up to show my goodwill. It was indeed a very loving harmonious dog.

However, when I heard the bodyguard's words, my heart couldn't help but jump. My sister, is this old guy a prince? I didn't expect that I wanted to come to this black shop to fish, but I really didn't want to catch a shark.

"Don't mess around with the moon." The old guy looked speechless, pulled the chain and signaled that the harmonious dog was more stable and dignified. Then he showed me the bright teeth that could be used for toothpaste advertisements, and smiled unabashedly. "Oh, could it be that I have gone? Haha... I dare to ask for the name of the surname."

The name of this harmonious dog is very imposing. Unfortunately, this dog is so incredible. Its personality is completely opposite to the name. The strong contrast almost made me pull the corners of my mouth to the ears.

"I dare not be a good person, so I will not be given a surname from Changsun." He replied with a serious expression, and his thinking quickly moved. What should I do? Or how to use this old shark to promote the folding fan in my hand for me. Of course, it is also good to promote my talent and calligraphy for me.

"Oh? This surname is quite rare. Why do I feel familiar?" The old man stroked his long white beard and wrinkled his face slightly puzzled. Then he turned his attention to me. "If this young master of Changsun really has such talent in writing, can he be on the spot..."

"This is not difficult, but my juniors have not finished their business yet." I smiled and shook my head, and my eyes fell on the shopkeeper's face.

"I don't know what the matter is. If you say it, I might be able to help you." The old guy said in a coquettish way. The shopkeeper was smart and immediately told me what I wanted.

After hearing this, the old man pondered, looked at me, looked at the shopkeeper, and then slowly said in a deep voice: "Such a good sentence, if such a calligraphy is matched with a painter's work, it would really defile this thing. If Mr. Changsun trusts me, can I hand over this fan to me? The painter I hired must be the best in the Great Sui Dynasty. How about it?"

"This..." I couldn't help but hesitate. Although the old guy doesn't look like a liar, the question is who will clearly write his profession on his face. Just like the two who sold insurance in later generations who were honest and sincere in their faces, they were talking in a scattered manner. When the matter was done, when you had something to do, your face would look like a transformed King Kong again. I even suspected that every insurance practitioner was in charge of "On the Self-cultivation of Actors".

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"Young Master Changsun, don't worry, this shop can be used as a security guard." The old guy raised his hand and pointed at the shopkeeper with a smile.

"Me?" The shopkeeper couldn't help but be stunned. He never thought that he would be surrounded by the fun. Just before he was about to speak, a bodyguard standing next to the old guy pulled him aside, whispered in his ear, and then took out something from his waist and glanced at him.

The shopkeeper's eyes almost fell to the floor. After a while, he came back to his senses. His eyes looked at the old guy even more different, or full of awe. Even his tone of speaking seemed extremely gentle: "Young Master, don't worry, since this old man wants this store as a guarantee, the young man can be the master."

I nodded, then looked at the old guy who was unknown but must have been a very awesome, smiled at him, and then respectfully handed the folding fan in his hand. "Since that's the case, I'm better obey my duty than respect. In just five days, I'll go to visit my friend."

"Don't worry, I will do what I say. In five days, you will come here to get it. But..." After the old guy handed the chain of the dog in his hand to the guards beside him, he took the folding fan and looked at it for a long time, then he turned his attention to this young master. "For you are so happy, I will give you another chance. Are you writing the poem on this fan yourself? If not, now I will tell you that I will not care about you, otherwise..."

"Although I have just recovered from a serious illness and are weak and weak, I can still write a few words with my pen. If the poem is not written by me, I will slap the old man Angelica, and I will slap my mouth a hundred times." Your sister is angry, who is, even if it is the prince, what's wrong with us? I underestimate our time travel elites. I really need to slap you. Well, I can't slap you, but I will also disgust you.

After hearing what I said, the old guy couldn't help but be stunned, grinned, and said for a while: "Haha, since you have such confidence, it's fine, if it's really as you said, I'll promise you something else. As long as it's really what you wrote, I'm willing to pay a thousand gold to buy this fan, what if it's like?"

I am a traitor. Do you think you can buy my folding fan with a daughter? Well, my daughter... Damn it! Thousand taels of gold? Even if people in ancient times liked money for a whole month, they would have to at least one thousand coins. Wouldn't my master's plan to make money have a good start in the blink of an eye? No, I want to do a long-term business, but not just for a little money, I gave up my career and future.

A wealth of money to buy bones has helped you, the old guy, and what did this young master get? Well... It seems that these ancients were not easy to deal with.

He took a deep breath, pinched his palm, and silently recited the gentleman's mantra. Finally, he regarded money as a common thing and regarded his character as an infinitely noble benchmark. "Thank you for your kindness. However, this fan is something that I have prepared to give to my friend. I'm sorry that I can't agree."

A trace of disappointment flashed across the old guy's face, but it was very clear and covered up, replaced by a faint smile, and full of appreciation: "Hehe... I really didn't expect that you can value profit without changing your will. This kind of boy is really rare. Just this point shows that your achievements will definitely be extraordinary in the future. People will not serve this eldest grandson young master."

I took a deep breath, walked slowly to the desk not far away, and quietly glanced left and right. It was very good. Now there were dozens of spectators in the store. However, the old guy around me had a strong aura. The posture of several Zhongnanhai bodyguards under my hands was also amazing, so those people were far away, but they were all whispering, and the center of the discussion was my son Changsun Wuji. Of course, now they only know that my surname was Changsun. I believe that in the near future, the entire Luoyang City, the entire Sui Dynasty, the entire world, and the entire Milky Way, my son's name will be circulated.

Well, after finishing self-hypnosis, I picked up the pen and glanced at the old man. The old man stared at the brush I held in his hand with his eyes straight, as if he wanted to see how I wrote such beautiful calligraphy.

Since that's the case, I will let you know what a genius is. I took a deep breath, raised my wrist and pen, and swished, swished, swished, and swished, and swished, with only a dozen breaths of effort, I could finish it with a large stroke.

A perfect orchid poem is presented on this top Xuanzhou paper on the desk. Well, after writing it, I finished writing and admired it myself. I am very satisfied. You must know that, in addition to the awesome regular script, Yan Dada's running script is also awesome, and even is known as the second running script in the world by the world. The first one is of course the saint of calligraphy Wang Xizhi.

After writing, I left my pen and bowed to the stunned old guy with a slight slight salute. I uh, I had to pull Li Yuanfang, who was still standing there stupidly. Before everyone could come to my senses, I had already slackened off.

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