Zhenshu also ignored Su Shi, pointed to the drawings on the second floor of the sketch and said: "My father had some friends who were good at poetry and painting in Beijing back then, although they had never been famous, and their craftsmanship was the best. Why don't we put some furniture on the second floor, ask them to write and draw, and then put it in the back and frame it so that it can be exchanged for silver. After all, we can't just rely on my father's pen and ink to make money, and the pen and ink of those scholars and waiters in Beijing also have to find someone to collect some and frame it. Throughout the ages, calligraphy and painting are the makeup of the official career, and with a famous position of calligraphy and painting, it is also noble. No name or position, no matter how good the skills are, it is difficult to be convincing, right? ”

Song Anrong was still pondering, and Zhao He nodded deeply and said, "Second girl, good idea." ”

When Su heard that they didn't care about themselves at all, and it was not good to stab Song Anrong in front of Zhao He and Zhenshu again, he went upstairs angrily. Seven days for everything is not suitable, and eight days for breaking ground. Since the 8th, Zhao He has hired a few rough mothers-in-law to clean up the backyard building from top to bottom, and then he personally took the wallpaper and pasted it from top to bottom.

Since the carpenter did not start work before the fifteenth year, the work of making furniture could only be postponed first, and after the shop was cleaned and pasted first, the four walls were hung with calligraphy and paintings according to the meaning of the chastity book. And Song Anrong only went to visit his friends who studied calligraphy and painting together these days, looking for some ink treasures to sell.

On the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, Aunt Su and Grandma Su came to the door with a small basket and a pair of fine feet. Now that the store is being renovated, the smoke and dust inside the sky are rising. Su was afraid that this would make Aunt Su's grandmother laugh, so he deliberately spent silver to exchange for one or two silver at the Braised Immortal Residence not far away, put a table of dishes, and brought Zhenyuan and Zhenyi to go with him.

Seeing that Su was still carrying these two, Aunt Su looked around and said, "Why don't you see the other two?" ”

Su Shi smiled apologetically: "The second girl is the one who jumped up and down with a handkerchief when you entered the door, and I will keep it for me to stand up for the door and go to the door." The third girl is still serving her grandmother in the Song Mansion, and she is white and tender, especially a pair of thin feet, but more than three inches long, and she is the most delicate and lovely. ”

When the matchmaker sees the unmarried girl, he is like the evil wolf seeing the white and tender big fat sheep, and the fat sheep seeing the fertile grass, just looking at it can make his eyes shine and drool. Aunt Su's grandmother took a squirrel and chewed on the osmanthus fish: "I haven't had a matchmaker who can't be guaranteed in my life, and these girls are all wrapped around me." Especially the two girls, my aunt and grandmother will find you a half-son who looks good and has a good family background and can take the door for you. ”

Su Shi tried to find a son all his life, and when he heard that his aunt and grandmother wanted to find a half son for him, he couldn't close his mouth with joy.

On the fifteenth day of the Shangyuan Festival, the framing shop is already clean and bright four-wall calligraphy and painting, and only a small counter is placed on the back wall. Only the furniture on the second floor and the inner room could only be opened on the 16th when the carpenter's door was opened, so it was still empty.

Due to the exhaustion of cleaning the shop for several days, Zhenshu only hastily cooked some Lantern Festival for everyone to eat, and did not even prepare silk rice and salt drum soup. However, because since this day there are five nights in the market without a ban, there are not only the lantern shows of the government on both sides of the royal street, but also the local storytelling, the miscellaneous opera in Shu, the drums of the north and the music in the market, which are very popular. After everyone ate a few bites of rice balls, Su Shi and Zhenyuan put on a few new makeups, and waited upstairs and downstairs for Zhao He and Song Anrong to escort them to departure.

Zhenshu also changed into the new clothes he wore when he went to Yuyichen's Mansion that day, helped Su to get into the car, and walked slowly with Zhao and Song Yichen to Yujie.

On this day, all the people in the capital have to rush to the royal street, and when they get the child, there are lotus lanterns in the moat to put down, and they flow with the water, which is even more popular. Because it is difficult for the thin-footed ladies to go out, it is necessary to go to the Shangyuan Festival, which is to use a carriage and a carriage, and the shoulders of people are crowded with people's shoulders, either you pull my ruts, or I lassoze your horses, although they have not yet arrived at the royal street, they are already very noisy.

Zhenshu is not the same as the others, and the fact that she always returns to the mountains makes her feel sad in her chest, and in this joyful day, others feel depressed in their chests when they are happy. When she approached Yujie, she saw that a bookstore she passed by when she went back to Yufu was still lit, so she walked over and asked, "Shopkeeper, why is it still open tonight?" ”

The shopkeeper was a short man with a chubby round belly, and he was good-tempered at a glance, and he smiled and bent his eyebrows and said: "I can't walk with my legs, but I am also greedy for popularity, so I have to open the shop and stretch my head to look out." ”

Zhenshu said again: "I don't know when the door will close? ”

The shopkeeper said: "After all, you have to survive the lotus lantern." ”

Zhenshu heard this, turned back to Zhao He and Song Anrong and said: "I'm tired enough these days, I'm too lazy to move around, read some books in this bookstore, and after you have seen the river lantern, you still come here to look for me, okay?" ”

Because she was an unmarried girl, and the Zhenshu had been lost once, Song Anrong didn't dare to be careless, and personally entered the bookstore and instructed the shopkeeper: "Don't let her go out again, I'll come after I finish reading the river lantern." ”

The shopkeeper agreed, and Zhenshu entered the bookstore. It's a nice place, with shelves full of books. Zhenshu walked over in a row, and when he saw what he liked, he took it out and took a look, and if he had something to see, he held it in his arms. Because she is now the shopkeeper, she has some money to use at will, and she does not buy silver hairpins and gouaches, but she is not soft when she sells these things.

Women's favorite books are still all kinds of scripts, the rhetoric inside is gorgeous and beautiful, the pronunciation is lingering and smooth, and the stories are all legends. It's just that for some reason, I'm afraid that today's words are just written by some poor scholars. There is a book called "Flying Flower Yan Xiang", which tells a story about a son of Shangshu Mansion who won the first class and a champion Lang, and by mistake married a two-room lady and placed it in the east and west rooms. The ladies of the two rooms pushed each other, and even called a champion to sit in the courtyard and look at the moon on the wedding night. The father of this champion Lang's Shangshu and his mother ordered him, and the two of them listened to the corner outside, and when they saw that their son was sad, they brought a bowl of soup and cakes to comfort them.

Let's talk about how wide the mansion of Shangshu Mansion is, and the two-room daughter-in-law can't afford a one-person courtyard. has to be divided into two houses in the east and west of the courtyard, which shows that this poor scholar has been poor since he was a child, and he has not even entered the courtyard of the big family of Zhumen, let alone wealth

Zhenshu put the book back on the bookshelf one by one, and I don't know how long it had been at this time, and when I looked up, there were still noisy human voices, a crowd of people on my shoulders, and a streamer night fire that lit up the night sky. If the lotus lamp is released, all the people will rush to the moat, so that the time has not yet come. Zhenshu turned around and saw that although the door of the bookstore was open, the shopkeeper did not know where he had gone. She didn't care, she still walked slowly into the inner layer of bookshelves, searched up and down, and suddenly saw a half-foot-high hard bookcase at the top of the box, with the words "Tang Western Regions" written on the box. This book is the experience of Master Xuanzang of the previous dynasty when he traveled west to Tianzhu, and it is divided into 12 volumes. When Zhenshu was a child, Song Anrong had a volume in his hand, but he didn't know where he lost it.

Inside this half-foot-thick hard box, there are obviously twelve volumes. Zhenshu rejoiced in his heart, but he didn't see the figure of the shopkeeper, so he stood on tiptoe to take it off. Although she is longer than the average woman, the bookshelf on the roof is not accessible to ordinary people. Zhenshu broke the shelf and easily reached the bookshelf, but the bookcase was too high to dial it down. As she was trying, she saw a pair of handsome men on top gently lift the entire bookcase and hug it. She turned around with the bookcase, and saw a man in a white velvet robe, standing behind her, holding the book in both hands.

Zhenshu was shocked when he saw it, and he bent his knees and said, "The little girl has seen Father-in-law Yu." ”

He was too close and tall, so he squeezed the whole book in front of the bookshelf, took the book and asked, "The little shopkeeper likes this book?" ”

Because he was standing so close, the ups and downs of his chest could be seen clearly, and Zhenshu leaned back again, stuck his back on the bookshelf and said: "I once flipped through a volume when I was a child, and I still can't forget it." ”

Yu Yichen looked down at the bookcase slightly and asked, "What is this book about?" ”

Zhenshu's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered that in his big room, it seemed that there were all kinds of elegant things, except for the lack of books, and it was obvious that this eunuch and his godgrandson were generally unreadable and literate. Then he introduced word by word: "This is the work that Master Xuanzang of the previous dynasty saw and heard on the westward journey, and its text is about 100,000 words, describing the customs and customs between various countries and nationalities on the westward journey, as well as religious beliefs. ”

Yu Yichen handed her the bookcase and said, "A man, why should you be a monk?" ”

Seeing that he was standing in front of him, he did not move, so he leaned over from the side and said, "He wants to seek a kind of wisdom." ”

Yu Yichen moved her steps without a trace, still blocking her in front of the bookshelf and asked, "What kind of wisdom?" ”

Zhenshu said: "For example, the confusion of being born from heaven and earth. I have come from whence and I will go there. Why you came and why you are going. He wanted an answer. ”

Yu Yichen seemed to be thinking, stared at Zhenshu for a long time and suddenly asked, "The little shopkeeper only has this set of clothes?" ”

Zhenshu looked down at his body and said with a smile: "Fortunately, it still looks good in clothes." ”

Yu Yichen also smiled: "Exactly, clothes are not important, as long as people are good-looking, what does it matter what to wear?" ”

Zhenshu suddenly realized that he was mistaken, he wanted to say that the clothes were beautiful, maybe to him, she seemed to be complimenting herself. Then he corrected: "The little girl just said that the clothes are good-looking. ”

Yu Yichen also nodded and said, "People are also good-looking." ”

Zhenshu said in his heart: This eunuch can speak, presumably when the concubines in the East Palace are not pitied by the prince, they will be happy if they want him, a handsome eunuch, to coax a few words.

Seeing that she still didn't speak, Yu Yichen pointed to the book and said, "Master Xuanzang finally found the answer he wanted to ask for?" ”

Zhenshu saw that he asked about the book again, so he nodded and said, "He is a generation of high monks, so he must have gotten it." ”

Yu Yichen said: "I want to know his last answer, what should I do?" ”