Chapter 64: Manuscripts

The cicadas chirp in the branches, adding to the irritation of the hot afternoon.

Ji Songxian sat in front of the window, fiddling with the glass ornaments on the table.

She picked up the water cup and poured half a cup of water on the waterwheel, and soon, the waterwheel turned quickly, and the waterwheel that fell in the river started and flowed directly into the rockery on the side, giving the rockery a rain waterfall.

Reflecting the sunlight and the fine stream of water, the whole colorful ornament exudes dazzling brilliance, which is really colorful and beautiful.

In the distance, there was a sound of footsteps, Ji Songxian hurriedly put away the ornament and put it in the cabinet behind the bed, where the clothes and objects next to it had been moved elsewhere by Ji Songxian, and there was only one empty box dedicated to this ornament.

As soon as she put away the ornaments, she heard a smile from Liang Liang: "Hachiro-kun, please come in." ”

There was the sound of the curtain beating again, and when Ji Songxian looked again, he saw that Ji Zhen had already entered the house, and she took a few steps to greet her before she wanted to say hello, so she heard Ji Zhen smile and said: "Sister, come and see, your manuscript has been printed, and those test questions have also been printed." ”

Ji Songxian took the tall book in Ji Jin's hand, sat down at the table and looked through it, the more he looked, the stronger the smile on the corner of his mouth: "I didn't expect it to be so well printed." ”

"Yes." Ji Zhen sat aside and asked Huan Liang to make tea for him, and said with a smile: "I didn't think about it, this movable type printing is really a good thing, it is printed quickly and well, and it saves time and effort, and I don't know how many times the words can be used, but there are some words that are broken, and they can be engraved and burned now, without delaying anything." ”

"I also asked my brothers to take it away and give it away, but I didn't give it much. Send 100 or so copies first, and then put the rest in the shop to sell, in addition, this test question will be given away according to what my father said. Ji Songxian smiled and discussed with Ji Jin.

Ji Zhen has nothing to do: "You can do what you say, forget about it, we have to leave a lot of this test question, and we must keep the questions of all the scientific exams in the future, and make up a volume in a few years, so that when Brother Zong Han grows up, he can use it directly." This is a great benefit for future generations. ”

For a while, Ji Zhen touched his head again and said: "When I went to pick up the manuscript today, the head of the book printing workshop complained to me. It's just that the printing of books is fast now, and the printing of those poems and the four books is a bit too monotonous, and in this way, some craftsmen are idle. He wanted to find a few more manuscripts to print. I just don't dare to make my own decisions. In addition, I don't know what manuscript to find. ”

Do you want to sell books? Ji Songxian smiled and thought for a while, she also felt that what she was in charge of was right, this movable type printing improved efficiency. As a result, there are many craftsmen who are idle, and it is natural that they should find something to do, but what kind of manuscript should they print?

She thought about it, thinking that most of the workshops at this time were also printing the Four Books and Five Classics and the like, sometimes a engraving plate does not know how many years it has been printed, because the engraving is difficult to engrave, so most scholars can not find new books, so they can only rely on hand-copying and spreading.

Ji Songxian thought that more than a thousand years later, those large printing houses would not only print academic books, but also print more books called novels.

Novel!

In an instant, her eyes lit up, and she had an idea.

At this time, the winding beam had already been burned and served, Ji Songxian and Ji Zhen had tea, and the brother and sister sat and talked.

Ji Songxian said with a smile: "It's better to get some books to print, such as the stories of talented and beautiful people, such as demons and monsters." ”

Ji Jin's eyes widened, obviously frightened: "This ...... This ......"

"I remember that a great genius wrote a book of words in the previous dynasty, and there is nothing new, but it is a matter of talented and beautiful people, just because the words and sentences written are beautiful, and the story is very touching.

Ji Songxian said with a smile, because he thought about the strange stories of later generations: "The stories of talented and beautiful people watched by the daughters of the boudoir, as well as the chivalrous stories and weird stories seen by the common people, and the officialdom stories for officials, etc., if these words are made up, the impact will definitely be greater than that of the talented people of the previous dynasty." ”

"Sister, this is a good idea, but who are you looking for to write such a story?" Ji Zhen was a little worried.

Ji Songxian's smile was even brighter: "Even if I take over the workshop, I don't have to bother with this book, I'll figure it out myself." ”

Belch?

Ji Zhen was even more surprised: "What does my sister mean, you want to write a notebook?" ”

Ji Songxian nodded: "Well, naturally I want to write it." ”

She has a smile, but she hates in her heart, the first thing to write is the things in the Chengguo Mansion, she wants to write the story of the half of the house, and Cheng Ping'an will also include it, naturally she will not nominate a surname, but just implicitly, and the bad things that Cheng Ping'an has done will be seen by the whole world, and it can wake up those men who are still intoxicated with the beauty of their wives and concubines, and think of the beauty of flowers, and they can also give the daughters of the boudoir a wake-up.

She thought again, after all, Cheng Ping'an thought that Cheng Huaijin was also snatched up, and Cheng Huaijin was not afraid of the sky and the earth, and he was willing to carry the black pot for himself, so this story was written, and it was also signed with the name of Xiao Xiangzi, so Cheng Ping'an thought that it was written by Cheng Huaijin, and he hid behind his back and arranged it next to him.

The more he thought about it, the more excited Ji Songxian became, and the mood became better, I really can't write it right now.

Ji Zhen saw that her sister-in-law was really determined to write a book, and for a while she thought that her sister would have nothing to do in the backyard all the year round, and she was very bored and wanted to write, she could still write for a few days, and when she got married, she had to be busy with her husband and children to manage the back house, and where was she in the mood to write, it was better to do something she liked to do at home in the past few years.

Therefore, Ji Zhen did not object, but was quite supportive: "My sister wrote it, our family is not the one who doesn't let her daughter come out, but the starling supports you, if you don't understand anything in the middle, if you have anything to worry about, just come to find the starling." ”

Ji Songxian smiled and thanked him, and settled the matter.

She left the manuscript sent by Ji Jin, and prepared to use it as a favor when the time was right.

She had just discussed the workshop with Ji Zhen here, and she saw Huan Liang coming in in a hurry, and as soon as she entered the door, she wiped her sweat and hurriedly said: "Lady, the slave just heard a strange thing, and it sounds scary." ”

Ji Songxian and Ji Zhen were extremely curious when they listened, and asked together, "What's the matter?" ”

Ji Songxian asked Huan Liang to pour himself a cup of herbal tea to drink, and when she took a breath and asked again, Huan Liang wiped his sweat and said: "The slave just went out to buy silk thread, and I heard that the people on the street talked about it, and I heard that the lady of the Gao family was evil, and people were crazy, arguing about ghosts all day long, and what else should not hit her, she didn't dare to say anything like that." ”

"What the hell is going on, you tell me carefully." Ji Songxian heard that the Gao family lady had an accident, and somehow, he had already decided that this matter was related to Cheng Ping'an, and urged Huan Liang to talk carefully.

Huan Liang took a deep breath: "The slave heard that the Gao family lady and the Cao family quarreled and went back to their parents' house in a rage, and after a few days, the son of the Cao family went to the Gao family in person to apologize, and took the Gao family lady back, the original Cao Gongzi coaxed the Gao lady, and the husband and wife were also harmonious, but the two quarreled a few words that night, the Gao family lady simply drove the Cao family to the study to sleep, and slept alone for a night, and the next day people went crazy, some people said that God could not see that Gao Niangzi did not abide by the women's way, and some people said that God punished her, because she disrespected her in-laws and beat her brother and sister-in-law. ”

Ji Songxian frowned when he heard this, and looked at Ji Zhen again: "I always feel that this matter is a little weird, if the eighth brother has time, I will inquire, because I am thinking, or it has something to do with the house we saw that day." ”

Ji Zhen also nodded: "It's true, I just don't know what Lu Shangshu said about the matter of the house when he got married, why don't I ask Brother Lu." ”

"Yes." Ji Songxian smiled when he heard this: "Mrs. Lu came to our house to thank her, saying that it was thanks to our timely reminder, otherwise his family would not have suffered a disaster, but my mother and I didn't ask carefully, the eighth brother still invited Gongzi Lu to eat wine, and it was good to ask by the way." ”

Ji Zhen was worried about this, and he didn't think it was too hot, so he hurriedly went out, but he didn't have empty hands, so he took a few manuscripts and went to visit Lu's house.

Now that the weather is hot, Lu Geng is studying at home again, but he has no time to go out to play, and when he heard that Ji Zhen is coming, he immediately went out to greet him.

Seeing Ji Zhen get out of the carriage for a while, holding a few books in his hand, Lu even smiled: "I said that you are doing something on such a hot day, but now I know that you are here to deliver books, but you are too anxious, when can this book not be delivered, and it is sent now, how can it be good if it is not hot?" ”

Ji Zhen also smiled: "You can see it, this is not a book I borrowed from you." ”

The two laughed and entered the house, the Lu family's family was better than the Ji family, Lu Geng's study put two pots of ice, and as soon as he entered the house, he felt a burst of coolness, and Ji Jinyuan's sweat quickly fell.

He put the manuscript on the table to Lu Geng, Lu Geng first picked up the manuscript to look through it, the more he looked at it, the more he was happy, he was fascinated by it, Ji Zhen and others were impatient and knocked on the table before he came back to his senses, and said to Ji Zhen embarrassedly: "Brother Ji, don't blame, this word is written so well, I was fascinated by it for a while, but I don't know which one wrote it, or many people's ......."

I looked at the cover again for a while, and saw Xiao Xiangzi and smiled: "It's him, I said how to write it so well, his poems are already a must, I didn't think that the words were written so well, so that people can only feel fragrant and have endless aftertaste." ”

"Words are naturally good." Ji Zhen smiled: "There is only one better than words, you hurry up and take a look." ”

Lu Geng put down the manuscript and picked up another book and looked at it a few times, and immediately jumped up in surprise, and took the book to Ji Jin: "Brother Ji, it's true, thank you so much, you remember to send me such a good thing, I really don't know what to say." ”

Ji Zhen knocked on the table: "You just want to thank me, boil your family's good tea and eat it with me, and it would be better to have a few pieces of watermelon from the well." ”

Lu Geng immediately smiled and asked someone to make tea, and asked the girl to cut watermelon. (To be continued......)