"Whatever others say is up to them, and we can do it if we think it's good."

Cheng Huaijin straightened out the broken hair on Ji Songxian's cheeks, and looked at Ji Songxian with a pair of eyes, his eyes were full of affection: "The more men who are men, the more they want to suppress women, find confidence from women, the stronger men are, the more they spoil their wives and daughters, I have never been a man with a bag, naturally I will support you for whatever you want to do, even if the sky falls, I will also support you." ”

Although these words were too arrogant, Ji Songxian saw seriousness in Cheng Huaijin's eyes.

She smiled: "I believe you, that is, if you say so, I won't learn those, I have the skill to read those books, read a few more history books, and write more books." ”

Cheng Huaijin shook her hand, looked at the night outside the window, and advised: "It's not early, you should rest early, I'll take you back and take a good look at the book you wrote." ”

After speaking, Cheng Huaijin was about to jump out of the window, Ji Songxian hurriedly pulled him: "There is no one for this son, you go from the main gate, you can climb the wall when you go out and climb the osmanthus tree, there is a path after this wall, no one has ever walked, and you will be the back door from there." ”

While speaking, Ji Songxian took out a key from his arms: "This is the key to the back door, you have to put it away." ”

Cheng Huaijin nodded heavily: "Don't worry, I have the key on my body, and no one is allowed to look at it." ”

After finishing speaking, he pushed the door and went out, and Ji Songxian saw that he jumped on the osmanthus tree with a light tap on his toes, and jumped to the wall in a flash, and disappeared in one leap.

On the second day, Ji Songxian got up early in the morning and got into a carriage to visit his bookstore.

Out the door. Ji Songxian asked Huanliang to buy some pickles, and bought a few baked cakes and a large piece of sauced beef, and after buying it, he arrived at the Ji family's bookstore without walking much, and Huanliang jumped out of the carriage to help Ji Songxian down, and the two entered the bookstore, and the shopkeeper immediately greeted him with a smile: "The girl is here, what book do you want to read this time?" ”

Ji Songxian waved his hand: "What are the best books we sell here today?" ”

The shopkeeper smiled, pointed to those four books and five classics and said: "The best is these, because there will be a scientific examination in the spring next year, and now Jinling City brings together people from all over the world." Naturally, there are many people who buy these books. In addition to these, there are more geographical travelogues and agricultural books, and the ...... By the way, a book called Plum Blossom Ji just came out sold very well. ”

"Plum Blossoms?" Ji Songxian was a little confused.

The shopkeeper explained with a smile: "Written by the monk of the Snow Temple." It's just a set of talented and beautiful people. But those girls and wives love to see. ”

Ji Songxian smiled and nodded: "How are Xiao Xiangzi's books selling?" ”

"Good. Okay. The shopkeeper smiled and said: "His poetry collection and lyrics are selling quite well, and many readers come to buy it, even those girls who think they have some literary talents in the back house also buy it." The people from the Workshop Division also bought a lot of it. ”

"What about Ben Twilight? How does it sell? Ji Songxian turned around, saw Twilight Chun on a bookshelf, took the book down, looked through it, and asked.

The shopkeeper accompanied him carefully: "This book has only sold five or six copies, and it is only open today, and one is not sold, and the small one looks at this writing is good, not to mention how the words are, and the things written are real, so that people read them as if they were in the scene, and the small ones were fascinated by some of them." ”

Speaking of this, he was also a little embarrassed: "The girl looks at the little one as a man, but she has always loved to watch the short ones in these parents, and she also loves to listen to the things in the mansions of those wealthy families. ”

Ji Songxian kept smiling and listening to him, and when he got here, Ji Songxian put down the book: "You and I take a plum blossom book, I want to see how it is, why those people love it." ”

The shopkeeper immediately took it to her, and Ji Songxian asked it to be recorded in the account, and then brought the book out of the bookstore.

Waiting to get into the carriage, the girl around Liang was a little indignant: "The lady's writing is a lot, better than this plum blossom record, why those people are not literate, according to the slave slave, everyone should buy a ten books and eight copies." ”

Her words amused Ji Songxian: "Turnip greens have their own love, what can be done if people don't love them, and they also said that one person buys ten or eight books, what do you do with those books?" Can't you go to the toilet? ”

Huan Liang pouted: "The girl is so angry, the slave thinks about the girl, but you laugh at the slave." ”

"Okay, it's your girl who is not good, so I won't laugh at you anymore." Ji Songxian and Liang laughed for a while and went home, went back to continue to write about the twilight spring, and straightened out many memories one by one, the more she sorted out, the more shocked she was, the memory was really huge, even some small types of work after a thousand years have principles, and even how to fly an airplane has details, it really makes Ji Songxian cry and laugh, if people after a thousand years get this memory, it will be of great use, at least she can be a god, but what is the use of her?

Suddenly, she saw a small fragment of memory, and looked closely at how the good seed was cultivated.

Ji Songxian was overjoyed, looked more and more carefully, and then saw a species called hybrid rice, it is said that the yield of hybrid rice per mu is extremely high, if the year is good, the yield per mu is not a problem at all.

Compared with the output of rice today, Ji Songxian is full of joy and seems to be about to collapse, this, this rice seed is really going to be bred, won't no one in the world be hungry anymore?

In addition, Ji Songxian saw another kind of fertilizer, which can enhance the soil fertility, and there are many ways to breed chickens, ducks, rabbits and so on.

The more she looked, the more she was happy, and she made up her mind to give it a try, if she could do it, it would really be a great good deed for the Buddhas of all families.

A few days later, Ji Songxian wrote the manuscript of the next volume of Duchun and sent it to the bookstore for printing, she asked Huanliang to go to the bookstore to inquire about how the last volume was sold, and Huanliang went out for a while before coming back, as soon as he entered the house, he couldn't breathe evenly, and he couldn't care about wiping the sweat, and said with joy and urgency: "Girl, girl, it's a good thing, the shopkeeper said that the book in Duchun is in short supply these days, and the shopkeeper of the bookstore also said that several bookstores are urging to ask for books, and the bookstore has stepped up a lot of money, but it is still not enough to sell, in addition, this book is actually sold to many places in the south of the Yangtze River, and the goods are all sold in the area of Jiang Shu." , even in the north, there are booksellers urging it. ”

Ji Songxian was shocked, got up and said, "Really? ”

"Really." Huan Liang nodded vigorously: "The slave said that the girl's writing is a lot, that is, the slave and other illiterate people who listen to the girl read it and think it is good, not to mention those noble ladies and ladies, who want to come to the nobles who bought the book before going back and think it is good, so they recommend each other, so the reputation of this book spreads." ”

Ji Songxian thought about it for a while and felt that there was some truth in what he said, but he felt a little strange.

There are not a few women in the back house who recommend each other to sell so much in a few days, Ji Songxian only felt that his heart was hairy, as if he was ......

Why is it so weird? Isn't there anything involved?

Ji Songxian couldn't sit still, and called Shanghuanliang to go out in a car, she asked Uncle Wu to drive to the Jinyi Guard, and when she got to the place, she was a little difficult to get in, and looked at it from a distance at the door, and then asked Uncle Wu to drive back, Uncle Wu turned the front of the car, and saw a small flag hurriedly running over, and when he arrived in front of the car, he smiled and saluted: "It's the girl of the Ji family who came?" ”

Lifting the curtain around the beam, he replied with a smile: "Exactly." ”

The little flag's smile became more and more cute: "Even if you come, where can you not come in and sit, our general constitution has been courteous for a long time, lady, please." ”

Uncle Wu drove into the guard house from the side door, Ji Songxian helped Liang Liang's hand get out of the car, she jumped out of the carriage, and saw Cheng Huaijin coming out of the inner door, the two looked at each other, Ji Songxian was a little ashamed, blushing and hanging his head, Cheng Huaijin came over in a few steps and said, "Let's go for a walk in the garden." ”

The little flag was very eye-catching, and he dragged Uncle Wu and Liang Liang not to ask these two to follow, and said that there was good tea and snacks to eat, and asked them to follow them to eat, drink and have fun.

Uncle Wu and Huan Liang couldn't break free, and thought that Ji Songxian and Cheng Huaijin were fiancés, and they were not afraid of anything when the gift had already been decided, so they watched the two go away.

As soon as he walked, Ji Songxian and his entourage asked Cheng Huaijin: "My books have been selling very well these days, but I think it's very weird, I'm afraid that someone will target my father, and I want you to help find out why." ”

When she asked, Cheng Huaijin paused and coughed: "What's weird, who knows that you wrote the book?" ”

"After all, I can't live in peace." Ji Songxian smiled bitterly.

Cheng Huaijin coughed again, extremely embarrassed: "A few days ago, you gave me a book, I came back to see it and only thought it was good, whether it was the rhetoric or the matter written in it, it was not good, I read the book for so many years, and the first time I saw such a good book, I was excited and wanted to let others read the good book, so I gave an order to these people under my hand, asking each person to have a copy of the twilight spring, and whoever didn't read it would deduct the silver." ”

Speaking of this, Cheng Huaijin became more and more at a loss, paused for a while and said: "Those thousands of households guessed that I wrote this book, in order to pat my ass, not only did they buy it, but they also fought for tasks everywhere, and they must ask the people in Jinyiwei to do a book for each person, in addition, you also know that these people in Jinyiwei have always been domineering, and they asked those merchants under them to buy it, and hired people to spread it around, and many booksellers in various places are also in contact with Jinyiwei, and these people are also spread in the local area, and they will be like this for a while." ”

Ji Songxian really didn't know whether to cry or laugh when he heard this, and sighed for a long time: "I've been happy for so long, it turns out that it's all empty, I thought I wrote it well, so those people would rush to read it, but I didn't expect that you forced people to buy it." ”

Cheng Huaijin was a little anxious when he heard this, and said with a snort: "I, I, I also wanted to make you happy." ”

Ji Songxian raised his head, and saw that the root of Cheng Huaijin's neck was red, and the redness slowly climbed up his cheeks, and he couldn't help but smile: "Okay, what else can I do if it's like this, but I won't allow it next time." ”

"Okay." Cheng Huaijin grabbed Ji Songxian's hand: "If you say you don't allow it, you won't allow it, it's all up to you." ”

"General Constitution, General Constitution ......"

A thousand households hurriedly came, Cheng Huaijin suddenly let go of Ji Songxian's hand, clenched his right hand into a fist and coughed lightly, and reprimanded with a cold face: "What's the matter, what kind of system is it in a hurry." (To be continued......)