Chapter 71 Returning with a Reward

Lu Zhiruo opened her eyes wide and stared at the dagger.

"I can't!"

Sun Mo quickly refused: "This is too precious!"

"Hey, that's too bad. A thousand dollars can't buy a good heart. Today is undoubtedly my happiest day in the past few years. I read a famous work and saw the birth of a famous painting. It's really happy!"

Zheng Qingfang said, took another full drink, and then coughed.

"Sir, you've been drinking too much."

The old servant persuaded and was very worried about Zheng Qingfang's body.

"Cough, it's okay!"

Zheng Qingfang signaled the old servant not to be too busy.

He has been a high-ranking official in the court for so many years. Naturally, he has seen such a wonderful scene as a wonderful pen and flowers, but those painters are all in their twilight years.

After all, the skill of painting takes time to accumulate, but Sun Mo, how old is he? To reach this state at the age of 20 is simply terrifying.

Speaking of novels, although the literary style is a little worse, the story is written very well. Zheng Qingfang now closes his eyes, the unruly Monkey King, the resolute and persistent Master Sanzang, the lustful and greedy Zhu Bajie, and another who has no sense of existence but still remains The monk Sha who can be remembered is vivid in my eyes...

This book, Zheng Qingfang did not dare to say that it was a masterpiece, but after a few years, it became famous in the Middle Earth and Kyushu, and there was absolutely no problem.

Zheng Qingfang gave Sun Mo the Cloud Chasing Dagger just to appreciate his talent, because this young man with a bright smile is a master of both calligraphy and painting!

"Take it, I'm old anyway, and I don't have the chance to ride a horse anymore."

Zheng Qingfang saw that Sun Mo was going to refuse, so he raised his face: "If you refuse again, don't you think of me as a confidant?"

The old servant is speechless, sir, you can't ride a horse, but your younger generation can, especially your grandson, but you have coveted this dagger for a long time, you didn't give it to him, and now you give it to Sun Mo, your grandson No wonder he didn't bother him.

"It's really too precious!"

Sun Mo didn't know what to say!

"The teacher is amazing!"

Seeing that Zheng Qingfang insisted on giving such a precious spiritual tool to Sun Mo, Lu Zhiruo was full of admiration for the teacher.

Ding!

Favorability from Lu Zhiruo +20.

Reputation relationship with Lu Zhiruo, friendly (233/1000).

"Take it, it's a man, don't need mother-in-law Mama!"

After Zheng Qingfang handed the dagger to Sun Mo, he drank another glass and couldn't help laughing.

"I really didn't expect that I actually saw the birth of a famous painting. I was thinking before, if you can paint well, you can buy a painting for ten taels. Buy yours, it's ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Zheng Qing Fangxin said that it was fortunate that I didn't make an offer, otherwise I would be embarrassed.

Lu Zhiruo and the old servant also laughed, twelve taels? Even a hundred times the price of the trip to the West of Tibet would not be enough.

What can Sun Mo say? Just hand the dagger to Lu Zhiruo and keep a humble smile.

Seeing that Sun Mo held back his curiosity and did not immediately appreciate the dagger, the old servant gave Sun Mo another high look, knowing that many people would be eager to play with this kind of treasure when they saw it.

Zheng Qingfang was drinking, and the more he looked at Sun Mo, the more he admired him. Sun Mo was not only handsome, but also talented. By the way, should he marry his granddaughter? In this way, you can see his future works for the first time!

When the food and drinks were cold, Zheng Qingfang asked the servants to withdraw again, changed the table, and continued to exchange cups with Sun Mo. He was so happy today.

After drinking for a while, Zheng Qingfang couldn't help but pick up the manuscript of "Journey to the West" and glance at it, and then got up again and went to appreciate the trip to the West in the Three Tibets.

The other character portraits are also excellent, but compared to this one, they are still slightly worse.

"Eh? Always feel like something is missing?"

Zheng Qingfang finally discovered the blind spot.

Sun Mo was puzzled,

On the other hand, Lu Zhiruo covered her mouth with her small hands and reminded in a low voice, "It's the signature!"

"Yes, it is an inscription, a famous painting and masterpiece, how can there be no inscription?"

Zheng Qingfang suddenly realized, and quickly asked Sun Mo to make up for it.

"what?"

Sun Mo was a little embarrassed.

"Write it now, you don't sign it, who knew it was your work?" Zheng Qingfang urged, and suddenly reacted: "You don't have to write an inscription before, right? Wait, is this the first work you created? A famous painting?"

Sun Mo nodded.

"Great!"

Zheng Qingfang was so excited that he didn't need the wine cup, he picked up the wine pot and poured it into his mouth.

"master!"

The old servant was startled.

Zheng Qingfang laughed. If Sun Mo became famous in the future, then his first painting would be too memorable, so he hurriedly warned: "You must write down today's time!"

Sun Mo doesn't care.

"Also, if you publish a book, it's usually under a pseudonym. What do you plan to call it?"

Zheng Qingfang instructed Lu Zhiruo not to be cautious when eating vegetables.

"Goblin?"

Sun Mo wanted to be called Wu Chengen and let people know the original author of "Journey to the West", but he thought that the book was written by himself. Except for the same content, the words were different, and even the characters were added with his own ideas and made a little bit of it. Modifications, such as Zhu Bajie was more annoying, and Sha Wujing was a black belly, so he gave up.

If people want to scold after seeing it, and it is themselves who are scolding, they will not recruit Wu Chengen.

"Brother...Brother what?"

For such unfamiliar words, Zheng Qingfang was simply unable to form an inherent image in his mind.

"Goblin, a monster!"

Sun Mo seemed to be talking casually, but he was actually trying to test Zheng Qingfang. He must have seen many such high-ranking officials in the market. If he doesn't even know about it, it means that there is no such thing.

"Have you conceived it? Is it the monster that will appear in the second half of "Journey to the West"?"

Zheng Qingfang was curious.

"no."

Sun Mo is a person with a strong thirst for knowledge. He wants to know where there are other places outside of the Middle-earth and Kyushu, such as whether there is a Western Kingdom, whether there are dragons, swords and magic.

Currently, there is no.

"Is it in another book?"

Zheng Qingfang stared at Sun Mo brightly, wishing he would introduce him immediately.

"I've figured it out, and the pen name is Gandalf!"

Sun Mo changed the subject: "It doesn't have any meaning, it's just called casually."

"This is up to you!"

Zheng Qingfang went to bed early on weekdays because of his health, but today he dragged Sun Mo to chat until late at night.

It was too late, the school gate was closed, and with Zheng Qingfang's warm hospitality, Sun Mo and Lu Zhiruo stayed in the guest room.

The next morning, Zheng Qingfang was stunned to endure the headache after a hangover. After getting up early and having a breakfast with Sun Mo, he sent him away.

"Master, he is not a famous teacher, but his novels are well written and his paintings are good. As for being so good to him?"

The old servant couldn't understand, the master gave him the capital of Chasing Cloud Dagger.

"I have stood in the court for forty-seven years without falling down. It is because of these eyes that know people. That Sun Mo has a temperament that I can't tell!"

Zheng Qingfang stood at the door of the bookstore, looking at the silhouette of the carriage going away.

"Temperament? I admit that he is quite handsome!"

The old servant did not find any temperament.

"You do not understand!"

Zheng Qingfang didn't want to explain it. Anyone who can draw a map of the Three Tibets to the West must also have Qiu He hidden in his chest. The artistic conception of that painting cannot be faked.

"Sun Mo will come back in the future and treat him with the honor of a distinguished guest."

Zheng Qingfang ordered.

...

After getting off the carriage in front of the Zhongzhou Academy, Sun Mo paid the money and walked in.

Lu Zhiruo held a small wooden box filled with a thousand taels of silver and followed behind like a small tail. She looked at Sun Mo from time to time, full of admiration.

Mr. Sun is very good. After writing a novel, he made a thousand taels, and he will get the manuscript fee later, and he also has superb painting skills.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Sun is still a famous painter who can draw wonderful brushstrokes and flowers. The illustrations yesterday were really amazing.

"Oh, I really want the teacher to draw a portrait of myself!"

Lu Zhiruo pursed her lips, and then quickly touched the Cloud Chasing Dagger in her arms.

Fortunately, I didn't lose it. This is a spiritual weapon. If it disappeared, Lu Zhiruo would have to commit suicide to apologize.

Thinking that Zheng Qingfang actually gave such a precious gift, Lu Zhiruo is still a little unbelievable. Anyway, she would be reluctant to change it to herself, and it would be better to leave it to her family.

"The diehard fans are terrible!"

Lu Zhiruo sighed: "But Teacher Sun, who can conquer die-hard fans, is even more terrifying!"

Ding!

Favorability from Lu Zhiruo +10.

Reputation relationship with Lu Zhiruo, friendly (243/1000).

Hearing the prompt sound, Sun Mo couldn't help but turn his head. I know you have big breasts, but you are not a cow. Do you want to contribute your favorability points so frequently.

Papaya Niang's eyes rolled, and she immediately showed a sweet smile. Then, she held the small wooden box with one hand and grabbed the corner of Sun Mo's clothes with the other.

Seeing Sun Mo, Uncle Qin who was guarding the door immediately walked in and greeted him.

"Mr. Sun, good morning!"

"Hello, Uncle Qin!"

Sun Mo nodded and handed over a pack of tobacco leaves: "I bought it in the market this morning!"

"Don't dare! Don't dare!"

Uncle Qin waved his hand quickly, but didn't answer.

Because he was guarding the school gate, he saw a lot of people and heard a lot of gossip, so Uncle Qin already knew that Sun Mo had recruited five students, and he was approved by the school leaders.

For trainee teachers, Uncle Qin can still maintain some sense of superiority. After all, nine out of ten of them can't stay, but for regular teachers, it's not enough.

The status difference between the gatekeeper and the teacher is too great. If it wasn't for Sun Mo's promotion, Master Qin wouldn't take the initiative to say hello with a smile on his face, and he wouldn't even come out of the concierge.

In the past, it was not bad that Uncle Qin greeted him through the window.

"Take it, I don't smoke dry tobacco, it's a waste to keep it."

A pack of tobacco leaves is only a few dollars. Even if Sun Mo doesn't have this huge amount of royalties, he can still afford it. He will give something to Uncle Qin, but he just wants to make it easier to enter and leave the school in the future.

In case, after returning most of the night in the future, it is easy to talk when encountering access control.

Seeing that Sun Mo really bought it for himself, Uncle Qin quickly rubbed his hands on his trousers, wiped off the sweat and dust, then bent down slightly and stretched out his hands to take it.

Sun Mo noticed that the last time he delivered the tobacco leaves, Uncle Qin used one hand to receive it. In addition to the details of bending over, he inferred from these two small movements that Uncle Qin should know that he was promoted.

"Teacher Sun, walk slowly!"

Uncle Qin waited for Sun Mo to walk more than 20 meters away before returning to the concierge. After putting away the tobacco leaves, he couldn't help but sigh, seeing how good he is in being a human being, no wonder he could eat Principal An's bowl of soft rice.

Sun Mo put away his things and went to the library to prepare things for class, but not long after, a young woman came over.