Chapter 330 The Clearer Clears Himself

Qian Jiyuan's eyes lit up, he stood up, rubbed his hands and walked back and forth a few times, looking at Gu Xiao,

"This is a problem, this is a ......"

Qian Jiyuan looked at Gu Xiao, swallowed back the words behind, and asked slowly:

"Did your slippery head ask you to come to me to write the preface?"

Gu Xiao scratched his head a little embarrassed,

"Mr. said that Mr. Qian is a master in the literary world, and he wrote a preface, that ......"

"Your husband, is he too much to write?"

"Write it too, and say put it behind you."

Gu Xiao hurriedly replied, Qian Jiyuan nodded, sat back in the armchair, looked at Gu Xiao with a reddish face in embarrassment, smiled, and raised his hand, as if to comfort him,

"I can't ask for a preface to this anthology, I can't ask for it, I understand what your gentleman means, after all, Lord Gu...... The reputation is dusty, with me and the old man Suiyun in front, even if there is anything, I can block it a little, well,"

Qian Jiyuan seemed to remember something,

"Has this anthology been engraved in which bookstore?"

"Not yet."

"Then go to Huigufang, that's my Qian family's capital, just go there and engrave it."

Qian Jiyuan said, stood up, walked a few steps back and forth with his hands behind his back, stood in front of Gu Xiao, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder,

"You are a sincere child, the book is carved out, first send a few copies to the Jingwang Mansion, as well as the Runan Palace, if there is nothing to say in a few days, then let people put it in the major bookstores, the ancient master is only one seedling of you, the Gu family, you have to keep your share."

Gu Xiao stood up and bowed to the end,

"Thank you, sir, for your advice."

Qian Jiyuan stretched out his hand to help him up,

"I have to think carefully about this preface, and in three or five days, I will write it, and even send the manuscript to the house."

Gu Xiao agreed, thanked him for a long time, and then said goodbye and went back.

In April, Gu Zhiheng's anthology was carved out, the engraving is extremely exquisite, the best gold millet paper is used, the slightly yellowed fine rice paper supports the clear black small characters, elegant with a faint sadness, the major bookstores in the capital have received the book, put it in the most conspicuous place of the bookstore, the people who buy the book are endless, the anthology was quickly sold from the Beijing bookstore to the major bookstores on Liangzhejiang Road, and immediately became the pride of the literati on Liangzhejiang Road and the book that must be read and saved.

This anthology was carried everywhere by the merchants of Liangzhejiang Road, and spread like the wind from south to north.

Gu **** was really sick on the road, and it was not until mid-April that she rushed to the old house in the south, and the housekeeper led her to a small side courtyard, called to open the door, and instructed the elderly woman who opened the door.

"This is the second room Gu **** milk, the mother of the third young master, take her in to settle down, and ask your son to find me if you have something."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Gu ****'s milk,

"The **** milk general is about to arrive, our south is not as good as the capital, I'm still busy, if you have something, you tell Mrs. Huang to let her son find me."

Gu **** looked at the extremely simple yard, and before she could react, the steward had already thrown her arms and left.

Mrs. Huang pushed the door open, went out, looked at the seven or eight cars piled up outside the yard, and muttered in annoyance:

"Where do you put it? Really."

Gu **** milk has entered the yard, turned around and looked at the small patio, carried her skirt into the dark main house, turned around, came out again, looked left and right, passed through a small side door on the right, entered the back into the yard, the back yard seems to be much more spacious, planted a lot of flowers and plants, a two-story small building also seems much cleaner and fresher than the front yard house, Gu **** milk breathed a sad sigh of relief, and then passed through the side door on the right, behind is a very small garden, and at the back is a row of low ridged green tile houses, That's about where the servants live.

This is Cheng Minhai's residence in the south

Gu ****'s milk came from the heart, covered her face with a handkerchief, and cried bitterly.

Cheng Minhai was not at home, Mrs. Huang was impatient with a face, and replied to Gu ****'s words,

“…… It's all me, I don't do it, who does it? Girl? Where is there a girl? …… There is an envoy, I went to Wei County with Lord Tian, alas, **** milk, you come back and ask the third young master, I am an old woman in this courtyard, and I have to do this, and I have to do that, there are so many people today, and this meal is not enough"

Mrs. Huang simply went to the kitchen, muttering while making a fire to cook, Gu **** sat in the shady main room, drinking a cup of tea, Qingxia took a few girls and walked around the house, such a simple and old place, where to clean up?

At the end of April, the collection of Gu Daren's anthology poured into the North Third Road along with those caravans, carriages and horses, and spread among the literati of the North Third Road, King Cheng was furious, and let people write a fierce excerpt of the letter, eight hundred miles of express delivery, handed into the palace, the emperor took the fold of King Cheng, read it indifferently, read it again, and threw it aside.

In April and May, the spring flowers are blooming, warm and pleasant, Ah Ben took off his thick clothes, neatly learned to turn over and sit up, the old lady and the princess guarded the energetic and excessive Ah Ben, left and left and right to look good, there is no bad place.

Spring fills everywhere, Qinfeng Road outside Longzhou City, the grass and trees are flourishing, the flow of people is endless, as if it is more lively and prosperous than any year, at the city gate, among the endless flow of people, there are sharp-eyed, looking up at a faint handwriting near the top of the city wall, curiously shouted:

"Look, what's that? Who's writing there? How did you climb up? ”

The people of good deeds gathered to look up and discuss, but the vague handwriting was illegible in any way, and someone shouted,

"Try some water"

A strong man volunteered to take the rest of the water, roared, and splashed it the blurred handwriting, and the words were clearly displayed wherever the water reached.

“…… But to win the ...... of all beings"

Literate read aloud the words revealed, urging excitedly,

"Splash and splash, look at what is written, this thing is interesting, how can words be born in such a high place? We have to see what is written, maybe it is a bodhisattva manifestation."

Everyone laughed and coaxed, and those who carried water and splashed water also came to be interested, and those who made fun of it actually found a water spray truck, drew water, and sprayed it to the handwriting, and the handwriting was clearly revealed, it was actually a poem,

"Ploughing thousands of acres and thousands of boxes, who will recover from exhaustion? But all living beings are satisfied, and they do not hesitate to lie sick and lie in the sun. ”

Seeing the lively crowd screaming, screaming and discussing, something strange happened in Longzhou Mansion

The literati scholars shook their heads and recited, patted the folding fans, and praised the 'good poems and good sentences' to guess whether this was someone who used this to win the literary name, the peddlers and pawns were illiterate, and looked up as a miracle, and there were those who were pious, kneeling under the city wall and kowtowing, and even some people were incense, which became the biggest fresh news in Longzhou Mansion for a while.

After two or three days, in the middle of the night, the spring rain fell in Longzhou Mansion, the old man who got up early to open the city gate walked out a few steps, pressed the hat, looked up at the handwriting, last night a rain, Xu is the word drenched.

Everywhere the eye can be reached, the old pawn was stunned, the word was brighter in the rain, as if alive, next to the word, there was a clear human face, the old pawn half opened his mouth, stupid for a moment, suddenly knelt in the rain, towards the city wall, muttered a prayer, respectfully kowtowed, several young guards in the door hole looked at the old pawn who knelt in the rain, kowtowed, hurriedly grabbed the hat and put it on his head, and rushed out.

A few people picked up the old pawn, put the hat that the old pawn had fallen in the rain on his head again, followed the old pawn's trembling hand, looked at the poem on the city wall, and the portrait with a gentle face and was looking at all beings with pity, and pointed to the portrait in surprise, and cried out,

"Something strange is going to happen again, it's going to be painted"

"That's the Gu Lord of the Three Yuans"

The old man's lips trembled, and he shouted hoarsely in an excited voice,

"I have been guarding the door here for decades, I can recognize it, I can recognize it at a glance, it is the Gu Lord who died unjustly, and the Gu Da Wen Qu Xing Gu Da of Lianzhong Sanyuan"

It rained all day, under the city wall, a piece of mud that was trampled by the crowded crowd, and the originally flourishing grass and trees under the city wall were also trampled as if there had never been a single grass.

Qin Fenglu pacified Zhao Yuanming, the governor of Longzhou, with his hands behind his back, looking at Gu Zhiheng and his poems that were high on the city wall from a distance, clenching his teeth with emotion, trying not to let himself lose his temper, Brother Gu Nian, justice is at ease in the hearts of the people, and those who are pure are self-purifying

Zhao Yuanming stood in a daze for most of the hour before turning around and instructing the servant:

"Give the order to go down, up and down the city, watch carefully, don't let people approach, and no one is allowed to move."

Zhao Yuanming turned around, let out a long sigh, shook the city wall to the end, turned around, and went back to the city to write an excerpt.

Far away, Li Fugui put his hands on his sleeves, hugged his waist slightly, as if standing in the corner of the city gate with a sad face, squinting at Zhao Yuanming, who was standing upright and motionless, watching him swing to the end, turning around and entering the city, only to let out a long sigh of relief, turn his eyes, and look at the pile of incense and candles that are getting higher and higher, and his eyes are full of sadness.

A young man with an ordinary face and ordinary clothes and manners walked to Li Fugui's side with his sleeves in his hands, stood half a step back, looked at the pile of green smoke incense candles with Li Fugui's eyes, and said in a very soft voice:

"Go back, as I said, go back as soon as the matter is over."

"Hmm."

Li Fugui agreed, looked up at the ancient adults who were looking down on the city wall, lowered his head twice, and turned around to walk towards two cars surrounded by indigo coarse cloth scarbs not far away.

The young man followed in the same direction, got into a car behind, and the driver shook the reins and drove the car in the direction of the capital

In fact, in the past few days, I have been blocking my heart, and I have been persuading myself to think about it, and continue to tell the story to everyone, which is also recorded in the notes of Reading Wei Caotang.

Ji Tongshou said that there was an old **** who sold flowers, and told him something, saying that there was a family in Jingshi, adjacent to a deserted garden, what about this family, a beautiful **** (girl, oh**? ),I fell in love with a beautiful boy in the neighbor's house.,Turn over and talk to people (this baby has the guts),At first,Said a pseudonym.,Later,Affection.,It's estimated that there has been substantial progress.,Just say that I'm the fox spirit in that deserted garden.,Bababa,Beautiful boy.,Right?,There's a beautiful woman in your arms.,Say what to believe.,And then,Not long after.,The **** roof was suddenly thrown countless bricks down.,While throwing,And scolded: "Meow, our family has lived in the deserted garden for all these years, My little foxes, men, foxes and women are naughty, throwing bricks and tiles, and scaring neighbors, but how can there be such a thing as stealing people? How dare you smear my innocence like this?"

Ji Tong shoes comment: They are all fox people who pretend that they are people, and there are still people who pretend that they are foxes, the world is so big, there are no surprises.