Fix Smile Order Chapter 10: Small

The young man who suddenly came in seemed very unwelcome, and Mrs. Qi pointed at him and scolded, "Have you not done enough harm to my daughter, what are you doing here?!"

"A Fu, A Xiang, you drag him out!" Qi Yuanwai ordered.

The two servants came to take the young man away, but the latter clenched Qi Hui's hand desperately and refused to leave, pulling the body to the point of sitting up and unable to break it.

Tang Tianyuan calmly watched the farce in front of him for a while, and instructed, "Come here, bring Qi's wife and wife, Miss Qi's personal maid and this man into the detention center, waiting for interrogation."

King Li greeted several yamen officers and took away the people who were supposed to be with him. The room was almost empty. Tan Lingyin asked Tang Tianyuan secretly, "How do you know her personal maid is here?"

"It's natural to let someone familiar with this kind of corpse identification."

Tan Lingyin nodded and followed Tang Tianyuan out of the morgue. The sun was shining brightly outside, scorching all the plants and trees. Tang Tianyuan propped up his folding fan to shade the sun. He looked down and saw Tan Lingyin beside him squinting and squinting because of the sun. .

Tan Lingyin looked up and saw the inscription on his fan, and immediately came to the spirit, "Good word."

Tang Tianyuan took down the folding fan, "Do you know calligraphy?"

"Sir, I said that I am omnipotent in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, why don't you believe me." Tan Lingyin said, hooked her fingers, and Tang Tianyuan handed her the folding fan.

Tan Lingyin pointed to the four big characters on the folding fan "Shang Shan Ruo Shui" and said, "It looks like a beautiful man."

Tang Tianyuan was shocked, "How can I see it?"

"Because the signature is Tang Tianyuan."

“…”

Tang Tianyuan stretched out his hand to grab the folding fan. He was really out of his mind to think that Miaomiaosheng had taste.

Tan Lingyin hides with a folding fan, "Don't, don't, I'm just joking, this word does have its beauty."

Tang Tianyuan stopped, "You should talk about it."

Tan Lingyin walked under the shade of the tree, opened the folding fan again, and said, "Light as a cicada's wings, heavy as a collapsing cloud, crazy as a frightened snake, stable as Mount Tai... These are all between four characters. It is difficult to become one. A person learns too much, it is easy to lose his heart, and fall into the cliché of makeup and flower decoration or learning to walk in Handan, but this Tang Tianyuan has his own realm. I think, although this Tang Tianyuan is gentle on the surface, but In fact, he is a dashing person. People can pretend, but words can't. Look at his words, but there is a little bit of good and evil in addition to the awe-inspiring style. Also, when he wrote this word, he probably I'm not in a good mood, a little manic..."

"Enough." Tang Tianyuan interrupted her.

"Eh? I'm sorry," Tan Lingyin scratched the back of her head, "When I talk about calligraphy, it's easy to become a chatterer."

Tang Tianyuan was silent. It is rare to meet a confidant in life. It is a good thing for someone to understand him. He really doesn't mind having a confidante, but he really cares that this confidante is a wonderful life.

Tan Lingyin saw that the county magistrate's face was not very good, she was a little strange, "I said something wrong... I said my lord, aren't you jealous of Tang Tianyuan? It's useless, everyone has their own fate, You can't even be jealous."

"I'm not jealous of him."

"Then, sir, are you and Tang Tianyuan good friends?" There is a possibility, otherwise he wouldn't be holding the folding fan inscribed by Tang Tianyuan.

Tang Tianyuan shook his head.

"Do you know him then?"

He shook his head again.

"Ah, so I bought this folding fan. I thought you knew Tang Tianyuan."

Tang Tianyuan frowned, what's with the contemptuous tone inside and outside the words...

Tan Lingyin turned the folding fan in her hands, "Sir, how much did you pay for this folding fan? Can you give it to me?"

Tang Tianyuan was dazzled for a while, he was puzzled, "What do you want it for?"

"This is the folding fan inscribed by Tang Tianyuan."

Tang Tianyuan sneered, "You don't secretly admire Tang Tianyuan, do you?"

"That's not bad, but what if I just miss him? A girl in the world, who doesn't want to marry Tang Tianyuan? I think about it without spending money."

She said so bluntly, but Tang Tianyuan was embarrassed, turned his face and blamed, "You are so shameless, you are a woman in vain."

Tan Lingyin pleaded, "My lord, for the sake of me being a bull and a horse for you, will you give it to me? Please!"

For the first time, Tang Tianyuan saw Tan Lingyin keep her posture so low, just like a fan. Anyway, this fan is not worth much in his eyes, a big man doesn't need to worry about this kind of thing, so he waved his hand lightly, "As long as you promise not to miss Tang Tianyuan in the future, I will give this folding fan to me. you."

"Okay, I promise, from now on, Tang Tianyuan will be a cloud in my eyes, a dung, and a dung beetle!"

“…”

In the end, Tang Tianyuan not only gave the folding fan to Tan Lingyin for free, but also scolded her. He went back in a depressed mood and didn't have a good lunch.

This Tan Lingyin turned around and left the county office, went to the Gutang Bookstore, and found Tan Qingchen.

Tan Qingchen had just eaten lunch, and was drinking tea slowly with a small purple sand pot. When he saw his sister coming, he smiled and his eyes changed from bright stars to crooked moons.

"I know giggles all day long." Tan Lingyin tapped Tan Qingchen's forehead with a fan.

Tan Qingchen didn't hide. When Tan Lingyin sat down, he took the folding fan in her hand and took a closer look. Seeing the words, he nodded, and then looked down at the inscription, he looked at Tan Lingyin in surprise.

"Yes, it's Tang Tianyuan's question," Tan Lingyin rubbed her hands together and asked Tan Qingchen, "How much is this fan worth?"

Tan Qingchen estimated in his heart. According to Tang Tianyuan's popularity and the level of this word, it would be two hundred taels less. He compared this number to Tan Lingyin.

Tan Lingyin scratched her chin happily and said to herself, "One fan is two hundred taels, two fans are four hundred taels, and four fans are eight hundred taels!"

Tan Qingchen tapped the table lightly, pulling her back to reality: only one.

Tan Lingyin knew what he meant, she looked at her hand, "Don't worry, you haven't seen our devil's hands before." After speaking, she laughed to herself, and the laughter was heartwarming. Fluffy.

Tan Qingchen chuckled and shook his head helplessly.