"That's right." Zhang Rui smiled immediately after hearing what they said. He quickly took out a pen, ink, and paper from his arms and handed it to the two of them.
Yang Yingju took the pen, ink and paper handed over by Zhang Rui and just looked at Zhang Rui without any intention of taking action.
Seeing this, Zhang Rui urged: "You should write! Why are you looking at me!"
"I want to write this too! But pen, ink, paper and inkstone, how can I write without an inkstone to grind ink?" Yang Yingju complained.
"This inkstone is so heavy and heavy, who would carry it around with me? Now, just use this stone to sharpen ink and write!" As he said that, Zhang Rui picked up a relatively smooth "horse pebble" (a type of quartz stone with a smooth surface) from the ground. Very smooth) and handed it to Yang Yingju.
Yang Yingju took the stone and still looked at Zhang Rui without moving.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Rui looked at Yang Yingju who was still motionless and asked again hurriedly.
"Well... there is an inkstone, but there is no water. How can you grind ink without water?" Yang Yingju complained innocently.
"You are really capable of something. Bring it here and I can grind the ink for you." With that said, Zhang Rui took the ink block and stone from Yang Yingju's hand.
Then, Zhang Rui touched the roof of his mouth with the tip of his tongue. After his mouth was full of sperm, he spat on the stone a few times, then quickly ground out the ink with an ink block and handed it to Yang Yingju.
"It's really vulgar." Yang Yingju muttered in a low voice with a look of disgust, but he still honestly took the stone with ink from Zhang Rui.
Then, Yang Yingju placed them on a relatively flat stone next to him. Immediately afterwards, he started writing.
Zhang Rui looked at Yang Yingju's writing, which was neat and tidy, with strong and stylish strokes. I couldn't help but comment: "This character is really well written, and there is strength between the strokes. He is indeed a well-educated person who is the governor."
Although the writing was not well-meaning, Yang Yingju couldn't help but happily said humbly after hearing Zhang Rui's heartfelt compliment: "Brother Six, thank you. This writing is basic, it's nothing."
"This is very good. I may not be able to write it so neatly and beautifully even if I spend a few more years of effort. Okay, just press your fingerprints again." Zhang Rui didn't say any more, but followed immediately. commanded
"How can you make fingerprints without red mud?" Yang Yingju asked again
"What kind of red clay do you want? Just stick some ink with your thumb and press it down. I'm not picky." Zhang Rui looked a little speechless.
"Of course you're not picky, that's your saliva. But I'm picky!" After listening to Zhang Rui's words, Yang Yingju secretly complained in his heart. Then he shook his head and said to Zhang Rui:
"No, it won't work if it's not red clay. It's not recognized by the law. Since I've already written it, I just have to make it more perfect. That's my personality. Please forgive me that I can't make this fingerprint without red clay."
"It needs to be red? Is there such a saying?" Zhang Rui couldn't help but ask after hearing Yang Yingju's strange reason.
"Of course, I have been an official for many years, and I can still deceive your sixth brother. If you don't believe me, ask, which court does not use red clay to press fingers?" Yang Yingju looked serious and innocent, and he was unambiguous. said firmly
"If I deceive your sixth brother, you can come and chop me down at any time. I will never have any complaints against you."
Sitku next to him looked at Yang Yingju saying this, and since he had coaxed the smart Zhang Rui into a daze, he couldn't help but laugh secretly: "So civil servants are so frivolous. I don't think they can find it without fingerprints." Such a reason. Especially seeing how he can be so upright and selfless is really admirable."
"Red mud, only red. Where can I find red mud? Red..." Zhang Rui muttered after listening to Yang Yingju's words.
"Yes, I want the red line." Yang Yingju reminded him as if he was kind-hearted.
"In that case, General, please come here." Zhang Rui looked at Yang Yingju's stubborn face, and it seemed that even if you hit me, I wouldn't listen. So he waved to Sitku who was not far from Yang Yingju.
When Yang Yingju saw Zhang Rui calling Sitku over, he thought it was Zhang Rui who called Sitku over to take his place and write his note. That's all the matter of pressing fingerprints.
I thought I could coax Zhang Rui in the last step. Yang Yingju couldn't help but feel happy. He thought he was very good at nourishing qi, and he unconsciously showed a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
Seeing Zhang Rui calling him over, Sitku also thought that there was no need to press the fingerprint anymore. Now he was just asking him to come over and write the note he was supposed to write.
Especially when passing Yang Yingju in Sitku. Suddenly seeing Yang Yingju's slightly raised smile, and Yang Yingju consciously giving up the writing position, Sitku was even more sure of his idea.
"How useful is a piece of paper without fingerprints? Even if it is presented to the emperor, then we can say that the traitor found someone to copy our notes and accuse us."
So, with admiration for Yang Yingju, I fantasized about my own ideas. Sitku appeared in front of Zhang Rui without any precautions or worries.
"hiss…"
Very slight sound of knife ripping clothes
"ah!"
A sharp pain spread from Sitku's left arm to his brain, causing him to scream.
"What do you want?"
Sitku quickly covered his arm that was bleeding desperately, and shouted to Zhang Rui.
It was only then that Sitku discovered that Zhang Rui was holding a short black butcher knife in his right hand.
The blade of the butcher's knife was sharpened and shone brightly under the sunlight. Through the light, you could see tiny drops of blood.
"It's okay, it's okay. Didn't Governor Yang Yingju say that it must be red mud? He also reminded me that it must be red. I just thought, since it is red, then the blood must be red." Zhang Rui covered his face. Arm's Sitku explains
"Originally, I wanted to cut off Governor Yang Yingju's arm. But I saw that he was good at writing good words. Besides, he is a civil servant, so it is not easy to recover from injuries. Since you are colleagues with him and a military general, you probably got injured. It’s easier to recover.”
"I'm doing this deliberately for your sake. Do you think this is true?" After saying that, Zhang Rui showed that you have to thank me.
Seeing Zhang Rui's appearance, Sitku wanted to punch him.
However, how could he dare to do this unless he really didn't want his life. Since I have endured the humiliation before, there is no reason to fall short in the end.
As a result, Sitku's heart was racing with ten thousand "grass mud horses" passing by, and he gave "friendly" greetings to Yang Yingju's eighteen generations of ancestors, and even more "super etiquette" greetings to the female members of his family. .
"Go to your sister Yang Yingju, she wants the red clay of a bird. I have never heard of it in all my years of life. Only red clay for fingerprints will be recognized by the law."
"You are a bitch, you caused me to get stabbed for no reason and you still haven't dealt with it. Especially when you look at this bitch, you look like you have to thank him. This is really a fucking thing..."
