"King, I'm not a writing material, forget it."
Zhao Zhao looked at her quietly for a while, and then took the initiative to pick up the pen again and put it in Xue Qinghuan's hand, but this time he didn't let Xue Qinghuan write it himself, but held Xue Qinghuan's hand with him, helped her adjust the gesture of the good luck pen, and then took her to write a word on the paper, Xue Qinghuan watched a beautiful word being written from the pen he was holding, and looked back at Zhao Zhao in surprise, who knew that when he turned around, her lips brushed her cheeks close at hand, and the cold touch came from her lips, Xue Qinghuan was so frightened that she hurriedly stepped back, His eyes widened in astonishment, and he covered his mouth by the way.Seeing Zhao Zhao standing there motionless, Xue Qinghuan's first reaction was that he had offended the king, and hurriedly covered his mouth and hurriedly explained: "I, I, I, the king, I, I didn't mean to." ”It was probably Xue Qinghuan's explanation that was too loud, and summoned the distracted Zhao Zhao back, only to see that he first glanced at Xue Qinghuan, who was trying his best to explain, and then decisively avoided her dark and clear eyes, looked away with his eyes, coughed dryly, and said in a low voice: "No, it's okay."
That's it, remember?
”At this moment, Xue Qinghuan couldn't even remember who her mother was in her mind, how could she remember how to write words, but she still nodded again and again."
Then you can write it."
After finishing speaking, Zhao Zhao stroked his cheek, retreated from behind Xue Qinghuan, and took a book to the bookshelf, Xue Qinghuan also buried his head in writing in order to hide his inexplicable embarrassment, and for a while the study was quiet only the slight sound of charcoal burning.Just when Xue Qinghuan was hesitating whether to say goodbye, Zhao Zhao handed her a copybook, Xue Qinghuan put the pen on the pen stand, took the copybook, looked at Zhao Zhao puzzled, and only heard Zhao Zhao say: "My copybook, you can take it back and copy it." ”Xue Qinghuan then glanced down at the words on the cover of the copybook - "Shunyi Post"."
This is not the palace banquet that day......
Xue Qinghuan remembered this calligraphy, which was written by the king during the palace banquet that day and was praised by Mr.
Shuangjue and cited as a confidant, which was actually published in a book."
After the palace banquet that day, the palace compiled a joint book and periodicals overnight and copied it into a book, and I asked for a few copies.This is quite convenient, your current style of writing has not been completed, rather than writing by hand, it is better to learn a school.You don't necessarily have to learn from me, but do you have a font you'd like to learn more?
”Zhao Zhao asked Xue Qinghuan.Xue Qinghuan said in her heart that except for the king, she couldn't tell who was who was the calligrapher, and how could she want to learn what font.So he shook his head.Zhao Zhao was satisfied: "Then learn from me." ”"......"
Xue Qinghuan looked at the calligraphy in his hand, and felt that it was as difficult as climbing to the sky: "This, how to learn." ”As if she had prepared for Xue Qinghuan to ask this, Zhao Zhao handed her a book on oily paper, which turned out to be a decomposed version of Zhao Zhao's font, presenting the trend of each stroke in a decomposed situation."
This decomposition slip can be regarded as your thank you for saving me from cold poison last time."
Zhao Zhao said that by the way, he inadvertently mentioned to Xue Qinghuan what happened in the painting boat that day, and wanted to see her reaction.On that day, he had a cold poison attack, although he was groggy and dazed, but he vaguely knew that he had a furnace-like body in his arms, and the person who would warm him in this way was only the stupid girl in front of him from the previous life to this life.Xue Qinghuan stared at the decomposed calligraphy with a complicated mood, and said, "King, you have put a lot of thought into this calligraphy. ”Zhao Zhao was noncommittal: "It's okay." ”In fact, from the day Xue Qinghuan entered Shangxian Academy, Zhao Zhao thought that her dog crawling characters would be disliked one day, so it took three days to complete the first draft of the decomposed font.However, Zhao Zhao didn't want to talk to her about these things."
Since I've put so much thought into it, how can I be embarrassed to take it.It's better to - "in exchange for something more valuable thank-you gifts, such as money and land."
However, Xue Qinghuan's heart was interrupted by Zhao Zhao before he had a chance to say it, and said: "I didn't think much of it, but if you still feel embarrassed, then go back and practice well, and I will be relieved to write well." ”The words have already been said about this, and Xue Qinghuan would be too unconscionable if he wanted something else, so he could only accept it."
Thank you, Your Majesty."
Xue Qinghuan's smile was really a bit against his will, but looking at the king's relieved look, Xue Qinghuan felt that this sentence was worth it.Forget it, as long as the king is happy, her own feelings are not worth mentioning.Xue Qinghuan put Zhao Zhao's Shunyi post and decomposed font book into the book bag, said goodbye to Zhao Zhao, and returned to the Hou Mansion.
**Early the next morning, Xue Qinghuan sat in his position with dark circles under his eyes.Zhen Minggui turned his head and said very badly in the first sentence: "A hundred times, have you written it?"
”Xue Qinghuan lay on the table and glanced at her coldly, Zhen Minggui was directly frightened away by the cold eyes that seemed to shoot out with knife light, and hurriedly covered his mouth to say that he didn't speak.There was only Mr.
Du's class in the afternoon, and Xue Qinghuan was able to spend most of the day relaxing, and when it came to Mr.
Du's class, it was always when Xue Qinghuan was sad and miserable.After class, the other students could pack up their things and go home, but Xue Qinghuan had to take the thick stack of words written by the penalty to Mr.
Du for review.Mr.
Du sat at the low table, flipped over the words written by Xue Qinghuan one by one, sighed and sighed, and after reading the last one, Mr.
Du stared at Xue Qinghuan with a kind of 'what should I do about you', Xue Qinghuan lowered his head in shame, and took the initiative to say: "I, I'll practice again." ”Mr.
Du's face was gloomy, and he handed her back the thick stack of words, and said, "You can practice here first, and I'll come and see it later." ”This is to be left in class to practice calligraphy.Xue Qinghuan was speechless and choked.After Mr.
Du left the Xuan room, the other classmates were almost gone, and she was the only one left in the huge Xuan room, writing a few words on the paper, feeling that it was no different from the ones she wrote last night, and this word would definitely not pass the test with Mr.
Du.Xue Qinghuan simply took out the Shunyi note and the glyph decomposition script that the king gave her yesterday and wrote it against each other, hoping to borrow a little of the king's spiritual light to help her survive Mr.
Du's catastrophe.was burying her head in writing, hearing Mr.
Du's footsteps Xue Qinghuan didn't look up, Mr.
Du came behind her to look at the words she wrote, and then his eyes were attracted by the calligraphy she was copying, pointing to the calligraphy and asking, "That's ......
Is it the good post of the Changming layman?
”As soon as Xue Qinghuan turned around, he saw Mr.
Du turn to Zhen Minggui's position and sit down, and pointed to the calligraphy in Xue Qinghuan's hand."
It's not like the bookstore is out of stock.Where did you buy this from?
”Mr.
Du couldn't wait to look through the notebook.Xue Qinghuan was stunned on the spot and didn't know how to answer, and Mr.
Du urged again: "Tsk, what about you?"
Where and when did you buy it?
”"Oh."
Xue Qinghuan reacted, scratched his head with the back end of the pen, and replied, "I bought it when I just came out."
I had the good fortune to go to the palace banquet before, which was written by the great king at the palace banquet, and then I heard that the editor of the palace and the library were going to publish it, so I went to buy it. ”"Yes, yes, yes.You must have bought it early, and I heard that this Shunyi post has been printed in dozens of copies, and now many people only hear its name, but don't see its words, and they are very curious. ”Mr.
Du couldn't put it down, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the booklet under the copybook, and was shocked: "This ......
Be......
Font exploded?
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”Mr.
Du's voice has begun to tremble, and it looks like he has met the treasure of life, and he can no longer turn his eyes away."
AhhXue Qinghuan replied briefly."
There was even a font exploded view!"
Mr.
Du found it incredulous.Shunyi post is now in the Shilin status is rising rapidly, there are those who have seen the Shunyi post blowing in the sky and the ground, and there are those who have not seen it feel that it is an exaggeration, still to Mr.
Shuangjue's calligraphy and painting as respect, Mr.
Du never thought that this made so many people look forward to the Shunyi post actually came out of the font exploded diagram.Although it is only a few dozen words, it is definitely a rare treasure for the calligraphy and painting world."
You also bought it with you at the time?"
Mr.
Du asked Xue Qinghuan, who was a little dumbfounded.Xue Qinghuan couldn't say no at this time, so he could only nod stubbornly: "Hmm." ”"Make an offer and sell it to me."
Who knew what Mr.
Du said next scared Xue Qinghuan."
Huh?
Sell, sell to you?
”Xue Qinghuan felt as if things were going in a direction that she couldn't control at all."
Yes, how much money you bought, I will give you ten, twenty times for you!
Sell it to me along with this exploded view, will it be successful?
”Mr.
Du said with great anticipation.Xue Qinghuan was very embarrassed: "But......
I'm going to rely on this copy to write. ”"Oh, you dog's words are copied by copying this obedient post, which is called a tyrannical thing."
In front of his favorite copybook, Mr.
Du didn't even bother to give Xue Qinghuan a trace of euphemism."
So be it.If you want to copy, I'll find you a few more entry-level books, and all your future calligraphy books will be covered by the old man, which will always work, right?
”Mr.
Du tried to persuade Xue Qinghuan.However, when he talked about this, Xue Qinghuan was still unmoved, Mr.
Du sighed and decided to change his path.I saw him put down the calligraphy in his hand in a gloomy manner, and said gloomily: "At the beginning, I just glanced at this Shunyi post by chance elsewhere, and I didn't think about tea and dinner when I went back, and I thought about it day and night, I didn't have any other hobbies since I was a child, but I have a soft spot for calligraphy and painting, for you, this is just a mere calligraphy, you can buy it with silver, for me, this is a good medicine for life, I didn't see it today, but let me see it, if you don't sell it to me, I'm afraid that I have to think about it for many days, and I can't sleep at night."
I don't know how long this old bone can last......"
Xue Qinghuan saw that Mr.
Du was more and more exaggerated, but seeing that he was indeed old with tears in his eyes, that miserable color really had a little bit of pain to break the liver and intestines.I was entangled in my heart, this is what the king gave her, if another person came to ask her today, Xue Qinghuan would not give anything she wanted, but it was Mr.
Du who came to ask for it, as Mr.
Du said, the king's words are too high and unfathomable, her level is that she can't copy the pen, and the tiger is not an anti-dog, rather than putting this calligraphy in her hands and being left out in the cold, it is better to hand it over to someone who understands it better and loves it more."
Okay then."
Xue Qinghuan finally nodded and said to Mr.
Du: "I don't want Mr.'
s money, this note can be regarded as a gift from Mr.
I." ”Mr.
Du's eyes lit up, but he was a little embarrassed: "How can you not collect money, if you don't have any merit, you should collect some of it." ”Xue Qinghuan thought for a moment and said, "I really don't need the money, but if Mr. can waive my penalty......
It's also good. ”Although Xue Qinghuan was a little weak in exchanging the king's copybook for her punishment words, she was going to send the copybook anyway, and it was not real to take the money, so it was better to seek some more tangible benefits for herself.Mr.
Du saw through Xue Qinghuan's meaning at a glance, and for this student whose handwriting was ugly and did not seek progress, Mr.
Du was even more determined to think that the calligraphy was a violent thing in her hands, and did not speak, only closed his eyes and slightly bowed his head in response.Seeing this, Xue Qinghuan took a weak heart, and presented the notebook and exploded diagram scroll that the king had just given her yesterday to Mr.
Du with both hands: "Sir, please." ”Mr.
Du was very excited, and when he saw that his hands were wiped and wiped on the robe, he took the calligraphy, put it in the placket, waved his hand to Xue Qinghuan, and asked her to go back quickly, and then he left the room with his head held high in a refreshed spirit.Looking at the back of Mr.
Du leaving, Xue Qinghuan always felt that there was a place empty in his heart, and he always felt as if he had done something wrong.However, this feeling soon disappeared into the joy of being able to go home immediately without a penalty.Forget it, don't think about it, the king's calligraphy should be matched with calligraphy like Mr.
Du, her dog crawling words are not worthy of copying.Thinking like this, Xue Qinghuan's heart felt much better.
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**Xue Qinghuan didn't dare to go to Sweetwater Lane these days, and received a post this day, from Changfu in Sweetwater Lane, signed Mrs.
Chang.Xue Qinghuan was invited to be a guest in the post, and it was directly sent to the Lixiang Yayuan in the Hou Mansion, Xue Qinghuan took the post from Aji, and he was inexplicably weak-hearted, but the king had already posted to her in the name of Mrs.
Chang, which means that there is really something to find her, why can't Xue Qinghuan go?
Packed up and went.Walk through the bamboo garden and come to the king's residence.Zhao Zhao was draped in thin felt, standing in front of the bookshelf to read, and Mama Yun retreated after sending Xue Qinghuan in.Zhao Zhao beckoned to Xue Qinghuan and asked her to sit behind the bookcase, where a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone had been placed on the bookcase, and a piece of clean rice paper that was so white that it was reflective had been paved."
You haven't been here for the past few days, and I don't know how the words are copying.Write a few to take a look. ”Zhao Zhao said.Xue Qinghuan looked at him stunned, didn't move for a while, Zhao Zhao turned his head to her with an inquiring look: "Why don't you write?"
”"Write!"
Xue Qinghuan hurriedly replied, swallowed his throat, and dipped the pen in ink, but the pen was still suspended for a long time, Zhao Zhao saw that her expression was different today, put the book in his hand back on the shelf, came to her side, and looked at her quietly.Xue Qinghuan had no choice but to put down the pen under Zhao Zhao's gaze, and wrote a few words with all his might, Zhao Zhao picked up the word and looked at it a few times, then looked at Xue Qinghuan again, and asked, "Didn't practice?"
”Xue Qinghuan was weak-hearted, and said to him left and right: "That, the academy has recently scheduled a year-end palace banquet, and Mr.
Han has also taught etiquette ......"
Zhao Zhao listened to her patiently, and then said: "Okay, then you practice now, compare the exploded diagram, write this 'Shun' word first, and practice this word today." ”Xue Qinghuan heard him mention the word 'exploded view', his feet almost softened, and he whispered, "Otherwise, I'll go back and practice." ”Zhao Zhao felt that she was too strange today, and said, "I came to make an appointment with Mrs.
Chang, and I went back without a stick of incense?"
Don't you want to practice?
”Xue Qinghuan smiled bitterly: "Well, it's a little."
Recently, Mr.
Du has been fined more. ”No wonder they all say that people can't lie, because to tell a lie, you have to use a hundred lies to make a round, Xue Qinghuan has already tasted the bitterness, her lies are getting more and more, and the guilt in her heart is almost breaking through the Tianling Gai, but the remaining reason tells her that she can't let the king know about the fact that she gave away his notebook."
Du Qinyuan is still punishing you?"
Zhao Zhao's face was displeased: "I'll talk to him when I go back." ”“…… What to talk about?
”Xue Qinghuan is a spirit.Zhao Zhao was startled when he saw her, flicked it lightly on her forehead, and said: "Naturally, I am talking about not punishing you with more words, writing this kind of thing, not the more you write, the better, but if you write too much with the wrong pen, it will be more difficult to correct it in the future."
His theory was that it was time to improve. ”If the king went to Mr.
Du, then Xue Qinghuan would definitely be exposed, so he could only change his words again.In fact, it is not that Mr.
Du writes too much.Yes, yes, it's me who wants to be lazy. ”Xue Qinghuan was already on the verge of collapse, and only secretly prayed that the king would skip this topic soon.Zhao Zhao's gaze wandered around Xue Qinghuan's face a few times, as if he was aware of it, lowered his eyes, and said quietly: "If you don't want to write, then we won't write today." ”Xue Qinghuan's face was happy: "Really?
That's great!
”"Well, you take out the exploded view, and I'll explain it to you."
Zhao Zhao said."......"
Xue Qinghuan froze on the spot.Zhao Zhao threw the book in his hand on the bookcase, and shouted in a deep voice: "Xue Qinghuan." ”The king rarely called Xue Qinghuan's full name, because that meant that he was starting to get angry.Xue Qinghuan knelt down without thinking about it, closed his eyes and confessed his crime: "The king is angry, I, I, I gave your calligraphy to Mr.
Du, Mr.
Du loves words, and told me a lot of how to like your words, and I was about to cry, I didn't think much about it, so I gave him the calligraphy." ”Zhao Zhao's palm curled up slightly, and he tapped the book case with his knuckles, as if knocking on Xue Qinghuan's heart, and after a while, Zhao Zhao asked her: "What about the font exploded view?"
Also given to him?
”"That ......" even if it was not explicitly stated, Xue Qinghuan's hesitant appearance could already be regarded as an answer.Zhao Zhao took a deep breath, pointed to the door and said, "Go and come back!"
”Xue Qinghuan was a little embarrassed, they were all things that were given to others, how could he come back?
As if seeing through Xue Qinghuan's thoughts, Zhao Zhao bent down, faced Xue Qinghuan face to face, and said to Xue Qinghuan with a smiling expression: "If you don't come back, you won't have to come in the future." ”Xue Qinghuan was shocked: "King, I." ”"Do you understand?"
Zhao Zhao didn't want to hear any explanation.Xue Qinghuan knew that the king was really angry like this, where did he dare to disobey, so he nodded again and again: "I understand."
I'll go to Mr.
Du tomorrow. ”Chapter 47 On the second day of class, Xue Qinghuan was in a daze in the corridor of the Xuan room, rolling a leaf plucked from the branches on both sides of the cloister in his hand, and his eyes looked through the gap between the branches from time to time to the orchid room where the gentlemen on the opposite side were.Mr.
Du had just taken a class, and now he was sitting on the ledge of the innermost part of the orchid room, resting on the ledge of the innermost part of the orchid room, and was flipping through some book in his hand, although the distance was a little far, Xue Qinghuan could still see that it was the book she gave Mr.
Du to the king.Although it was not good to have to come back after sending something out, after she returned from Chang Zhai last night, she tossed and turned for a long time, and finally decided to face up to her mistakes, not to blame the king for being angry, it was Xue Qinghuan who was hot-headed and did what she shouldn't do, even if it was something sent by ordinary friends, she shouldn't give it to others, not to mention that it was sent by the king.With a flick of the leaves in his hand, Xue Qinghuan finally mustered up the courage and hurriedly bypassed the corridor and went to the orchid room where the gentlemen were.In addition to Mr.
Du in the orchid room, there were also several students of Guozijian, who saw Xue Qinghuan coming in and stared at her, Xue Qinghuan came straight to Mr.
Du and gave a student salute: "Hello Mr.
Du." ”Mr.
Du was flipping through the notebook, practicing on paper with a pen, glanced at Xue Qinghuan, and asked, "Why are you here?"
”Xue Qinghuan's eyes fell on the notebook in his hand, and he was about to speak, when he heard Mr.
Han shouting from Mr.
Han, who passed by the door of the orchid room: "Mr.
Du, Mr.
Liu asked me to send you a message, saying that I would let you go to the music room. ”Hearing this, Mr.
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Du stood up: "Oh, okay, I'll go." ”After speaking, he said to Xue Qinghuan: "I'll go find Mr.
Liu first, you have something to say in a while." ”Mr. had something, Xue Qinghuan couldn't stop it, so he had to say, "Okay, then I'll wait for Mr. here." ”After Mr.
Du went, Xue Qinghuan found a cushion and sat next to Mr.
Du's position and waited, several students in the orchid room saw Mr.
Du leave, so they came to look at the calligraphy he spread on the table, and a student recognized the origin of this notebook and said: "This is a Shunyi post, I know this, the calligraphy written by Zhao Zhao, my father said that the book and periodicals department just printed a batch, and it was snatched up in the blink of an eye."
That's a really good handwriting. ”Those students were all from Guozijian's side, and Mr.
Du was also on both sides of Guozijian and Shangxianyuan, and they had come to help Mr.
Du sort out the booklets.Now that it is sorted out, I have to explain to Mr.
Du before I can go back.Xue Qinghuan heard someone exaggerate the king's words, and his heart was very useful, but before he could use it for a long time, he heard an unused voice next to him: "I'll look at it."
In my opinion, it is not half of Mr.
Shuangjue's skills at all, but it is just some superficial skills, which will deceive you laymen. ”The one who spoke was a young scholar wearing a square scarf and a school uniform, and I saw him look arrogant, with his hands on his chest, condescendingly staring at the king's calligraphy, and speaking wildly."
Dong Qizhen, who do you say is a layman?
Do you dare to say that this handwriting is not good?
Thanks to your father or a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, do you have any knowledge?
”The student who praised the king's calligraphy immediately retorted."
You also know that my father is Hanlin, so I know better than you what words are good and what words are not.This word is written in general, not worthy of spreading among Shilin students at all, my generation should take the word of Mr.
Shuangjue as an example, this kind of royal children's words are sought after, nothing more than some villains who climb the dragon and the phoenix, want to rely on the rights of the royal family, in my opinion, this kind of side word is not even qualified to be on the stage......
Oh!
Who kicked me!
”Dong Qizhen was feeling good about herself, experiencing the superiority of being the son of Hanlin in the crowd, but she didn't expect that before she finished speaking, she kicked someone behind her and threw herself forward directly, embarrassed.Looking back, the little lady who was sitting behind them had already stood up at some point, and the kick in Dong Qizhen's back was kicked by her.Dong Qizhen got up from the ground and asked Xue Qinghuan angrily: "What are you kicking me for?"
”Xue Qinghuan lifted the kicker's foot, patted the upper of the shoe twice, and said, "I'm not used to seeing people talking nonsense." ”"I, what am I babbling about?
Whose little lady are you, so arrogant. ”Dong Qizhen was furious.Xue Qinghuan pointed to the calligraphy on Mr.
Du's desk and said: "You said that everyone who thinks that this calligraphy is well written are some villains who climb the dragon and attach the phoenix, and also say that this character is a side door and is not qualified to be on the stage, I want to ask you, which onion and garlic are you, this word is praised by even Mr.
Shuangjue, why did it become a side door in your mouth?"
Your vision is even higher than that of Mr.
Shuangjue?
Could it be that Mr.
Shuangjue is also the villain who climbs the dragon and the phoenix in your mouth?
Isn't that nonsense?
”Xue Qinghuan was like a river, and he didn't give Dong Qizhen a chance to argue, and questioned all the words in one go, and his articulate voice was amazing."
I, I, I......
Only women and villains are difficult to raise, and I don't bother to argue with you. ”Dong Qizhen rubbed the kicked waist, pointed at Xue Qinghuan and asked angrily."
This Lang Jun of the Dong family is really capable, when the truth can't be said to others, he will only say that others are villains and women, as if you are noble, if you dare to say that other people's words are not good, then you have to accept others to refute you, why, you are only allowed to judge others, and others can't judge you?"
What Xue Qinghuan hates most in his life are those people who speak ill of the king openly and secretly, which is even more unbearable than saying bad things about her."
You, you, whose family are you?"
Dong Qizhen was annoyed and ashamed."
It's easy to say, Anle Hou Mansion, Xue Qinghuan."
After Dong Qizhen thought about it, she suddenly realized: "Oh......
You are the one An Lehou just recognized. ”"So what?"
In the matter of maintaining the reputation of the king, Xue Qinghuan has never been afraid."
I heard that you grew up in the countryside, do you know how to read?
Dare to make a big deal of nonsense here?
Now that the threshold of Shangxian Academy is getting lower and lower, even a person like you who is not a scholar can come in, which is really ridiculous. ”After Dong Qizhen learned of Xue Qinghuan's identity, he began to attack from Xue Qinghuan's background.For this kind of hypocrite, a real villain, Xue Qinghuan really wanted to go up and smoke him directly.However, before Xue Qinghuan could get started, the student next to Dong Qizhen spoke out to uphold justice: "Dong Qizhen, I hope you speak carefully, don't forget what kind of place this is."
You have the right to dislike the word, and others have the right to like it. ”Dong Qizhen was unconvinced with disbelief written on his face, and stared at Xue Qinghuan angrily, but for the sake of the surrounding classmates and Mr., he did not continue to argue with Xue Qinghuan.At this time, Mr.
Du came back, saw two groups of people who were tense, and asked inexplicably, "What's wrong?"
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”Of course, Dong Qizhen didn't dare to make a mistake in front of Mr.
Du, and after saluting and explaining to the other students, he withdrew from the orchid room.Mr.
Du sat back in his seat, wanting to continue to study the calligraphy, only to see Xue Qinghuan also kneeling beside him again, wanting to speak and stopping, Mr.
Du looked at her in confusion...... ** After a while, Xue Qinghuan put the notebook that he wanted back from Mr.
Du into the book bag, recalling Mr.
Du's look of eating flies, Xue Qinghuan was ashamed, and promised that if he could not write well in the future, he would punish himself a hundred times."
Ugh."
Xue Qinghuan sighed faintly, distressed that he would be punished for writing every day in the future.Zhen Minggui patted her from behind, grabbed Xue Qinghuan's shoulders and walked out together, Xue Qinghuan asked her listlessly, "Why are you still here?"
”"I'll help Mr.
Han sort out the etiquette."
Zhen Minggui said: "What's the matter with you, you came out so late." ”Xue Qinghuan was depressed, so he told Zhen Minggui about the quarrel with Dong Qizhen in the Lan Room before, and after Zhen Minggui heard it, he said, "You are talking about the Langjun of Dong Hanlin's family."
Of course he wants to belittle "Shunyi Post" and elevate Mr.
Shuangjue, do you know Hebi Bookstore?
”Zhen Minggui asked.Xue Qinghuan nodded: "Naturally know." ”Hebi Bookstore is the largest bookstore in Dazhao, it can be said that all the books printed in the world are recorded in the Hebi Bookstore, and it is the general bookstore of the book and periodicals in the private sector, and the books read by students all over the world are basically issued from Hebi Bookstore, which has a huge impact."
In a few days, Hebi Bookstore will simultaneously launch the world-famous "Lanling Fu" of Mr.
Shuangjue and the "Shunyi Post", which has recently become popular among Shilin students, which has the meaning of fighting on both sides.This Dong family is also a supporter of King Ping, hey, speaking of which, the Dong family and your Xue family are also related, Dong Hanlin is the brother-in-law of Mrs.
Anle Hou Shizi, and Dong Qizhen calls your family Mrs.
Shizi aunt. ”After Zhen Minggui's reminder, Xue Qinghuan remembered that the sister of the Wu family, the wife of the prince, seemed to be married to some Hanlin bachelor."
That King Ping has always wanted to worship Mr.
Shuangjue's disciples, and the Dong family wants to take advantage of this opportunity to fight between the two sides, so that the new version of "Lanling Fu" will completely suppress "Shunyi Post", so that even if Mr.
Shuangjue inherits the love of King Ping, when King Ping asks for worship again, Mr.
Shuangjue will not refuse."
Zhen Minggui told Xue Qinghuan what was behind this, Xue Qinghuan thought about the fact that King Ping in the previous life did worship under Mr.
Shuangjue, and then received the support of many Shilin students, and the last palace banquet was the beginning of his previous life, and in this life he was robbed of the opportunity by the king, so he could only use other methods to get close to Mr.
Shuangjue who could bring him the help of Shilin students."
Wait a minute."
Xue Qinghuan suddenly thought of something and asked Zhen Minggui, "How did you know these unknown inside information?"
”Zhen Minggui knew that it was not strange that the Dong family had a relationship with Mrs.
An Le Hou Shizi, but it was a bit strange to know that the Dong family was a supporter of King Ping, that he knew the movements of Hebi Bookstore in the next few days, and that King Ping wanted to worship Mr.
Shuangjue."
Hey, hey."
Zhen Minggui smiled and whispered in Xue Qinghuan's ear: "If you ask about the rest, I may not know, but the manager of Hebi Bookstore is my uncle, my uncle-in-law will tell my aunt everything after he goes back, my aunt will also tell my mother everything, and my mother will tell me everything, isn't this just right." ”Hearing this, Xue Qinghuan could only sigh secretly: Dajing Mansion is really too small.Anyone is related to each other, and the inside story is more detailed than a spider's web."
In order to let King Ping worship under Mr.
Shuangjue, they worship themselves, but they want to use the king as a stepping stone, why do they succeed?"
Xue Qinghuan was angry when he mentioned this.Chapter 48 A few days later, the printing meeting of Hebi Bookstore will start as scheduled.Xue Qinghuan and Zhen Minggui had no classes today, so the two of them dressed up in disguise early in the morning, preparing to enter through the back door of Hebi Bookstore, and the guards at the back door knew who Zhen Minggui's brother-in-law was, so they let them in easily.They lifted the curtain from the back hall and looked into the lobby, which was full of booksellers from all over Beijing, and the rule of the printing club was that each booklet must be ordered first, which meant that each bookseller gave a number they wanted, and finally counted the sum, that is, the bookstore was responsible for the number of copies printed.After each bookseller reported the number of volumes, there were people from the bookstore on the spot, and then the real-time number was displayed above the lobby, and today's printing was Mr.
Shuangjue's new edition of "Lanling Fu" and the recent limelight "Shunyi Post", Xue Qinghuan saw that the two groups above the lobby were a little different in number, and he was angry in his heart."
See that brainy-brained outsider?
He is the boss of Hengyuan Study, one of the largest booksellers in Dajing Mansion, it is said that the backer behind him is King Ping, so you see how much "Lanling Fu" he ordered, there are many small booksellers under him, naturally all of them went with him, you see, how long has it been, the number of subscriptions for "Lanling Fu" has been 6,000 copies, and "Shunyi Post" is worth more than 500, if this number is said to be controlled by no one behind it, I don't believe it. ”It was not the first time that Zhen Minggui had come to the bookstore to see the printing meeting, and he could see at a glance that there was something unusual in today's printing meeting.Xue Qinghuan didn't say anything, just looked at the number of subscription books on both sides, and didn't come back to her senses until Zhen Minggui nudged her."
What are you doing?"
Zhen Minggui asked.Xue Qinghuan asked calmly: "How long will the Zhaoyin meeting last?"
”"One day.""
Does that mean it will continue in the afternoon?"
Xue Qinghuan asked.Zhen Minggui nodded: "Of course, the printing meeting is the period from the hour of the day to the unitary time, and the number of the unitary hour is the last unchangeable number of publications." ”After getting Zhen Minggui's affirmative answer, Xue Qinghuan had an idea in his heart, and he didn't want to continue watching, but pulled Zhen Minggui to the teahouse diagonally opposite.The two asked for a private room, and the door of the bookstore could be seen from the window on the second floor, and they could see who was entering and who was leaving."
Do you know a bookseller?"
Xue Qinghuan took a cup of tea and stared out the window.Zhen Minggui thought for a while and said, "I know."
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That's what my uncle did, and every year many booksellers go to my uncle's house to give gifts, hehe, and quietly tell you that I don't need money to buy books in many books. ”"So, what the hell are you trying to do?"
Zhen Minggui asked Xue Qinghuan.I saw Xue Qinghuan turn his eyes and smile: "Do me a favor, you'll know later." ”**In the most luxurious private room upstairs in spring, Pingwang Zhao Shan, lying in the arms of the beauty, tasting wine and listening to the pipa playing and singing outside, leisurely.Several scholarly people were led into the private room by his elder, and after saluting, King Ping let them get up, patted the hands of the beauties beside him, and said, "Go out first, I'll be looking for you in a while." ”