The Anding Gate and Desheng Gate in the north of the inner city belong to the nine gates, and the precautions are strict, the Desheng Gate is in the northwest, and the Anding Gate is in the northeast.

Show the card, Jia Cong and his entourage have to enter the city gate, enter the Anding Gate, and arrive at the gate of the Guozijian Jixian Gate, there are guards and gatehouses, Jia Cong then showed the card: "Under the promotion of the old man of Zhili Xuezheng, come to Beiyong (Northern Guozijian) to fill in the confession and student status." ”

The "Beiyong Pass" carved out of the card ticket, the porter turned over and looked at them, Jia Cong handed over a few taels of silver, the porter bit it, and said with a smile: "The color is still enough, which province of Zhili, which prefecture and which county?" Why didn't you bring it over from the master? ”

"The student is from Wanping County, West Road Hall, Shuntianfu, and his ancestor is Rong Guogong." Jia Cong said.

"Rong Guogong?" The porter hurriedly returned the silver and said in a panic: "The descendants and great-grandsons of the prince of the country have a special doctor to receive them, and the little minister will come with me." ”

It's still a good family name.

The official positions of Guozijian include sacrificial wine, priest, supervisor, doctor, chief bookkeeper, teaching assistant, pawn, etc., and several doctors of Guozijian are in charge of the descendants of the lords.

There is a well pavilion on the left and right sides of Jixian Gate, the right side holds the door to lead to the Confucian Temple, the two enter the gate too much to set up the bell pavilion, the drum pavilion, in the past is the glazed archway of the three four-pillar halls, tall and luxurious, Jia Cong sighed.

Sun Fu and Long Aotian were also dumbfounded, Rao is that they are used to seeing the grandeur of the Guogong Mansion, but compared to the Guozijian, it is simply a small thing.

The porter led them straight to the central axis to Biyong, which was built on top of a circular pool and a platform under the seat, symbolizing the round heaven and the earth.

Up to several zhang, heavy eaves and heart, six layers of steps, six bays, surrounded by square corridors. The three-storey glazed glass is bright and sparkling, the four-sided exquisite overpass can be passed, and there are 36 classrooms for Guozijian students on both sides of Biyong, which are divided into six levels, each level has six classes, and each has an assistant teacher and a doctor to teach.

At this moment, it is time for schoolwork, you can hear the sound of books, and there are only guards, patrols, and miscellaneous servants on the roads.

Walking up the stairs and entering an office study on the right side of Biyong, Dr. Song of the monastery received Jia Cong, who filled in the confession and student records, and handed over the letters stamped by Jia Yu and Liu Dongsheng.

"Recklessness, sincerity, justice, Chongwen, cultivation, and Guangye Six Halls, you are a new naturalized student, come to the Seminary." Dr. Song glanced at this famous man a few times.

"Doctor, can a student just become a naturalized student and not come to the academy?" Jia Cong consulted.

"Others can't, but you are recognized by the fourth prince, you can, but when you come back from the south, you still have to take the exam, and you will receive your homework by the way." Dr. Song said.

Jia Cong received his homework and Guozijian student vouchers, a total of seven books such as the Five Classics, and the four books only became auxiliaries, and Guozijian specially trained candidates to participate in the Township Hall.

Out of the corridor of the monastery, when the students got out of class, an inmate who returned to the dormitory looked at him familiarly, thought about it, turned around, and called out: "Brother Zili, in Xia Wang Dacheng." ”

Jia Cong also turned around, looked at it for a long time, and suddenly said: "It turns out that Brother Wang really came in, and Gu'an said goodbye, but I haven't seen him for a long time, isn't Brother Wang's future decided?" ”

"I donated the prisoners, and then donated the Taoists, and I have been in short supply for so long, and I have waited until a Jiangsu branch patrol road, and I have passed the shift, and I will take up my post in a few months." Wang Dacheng was a little happy: "The four-grade cloud goose complement can be regarded as developed." ”

"Congratulations, congratulations, it's a coincidence, I'm going south about Xiaqiu, just on the same road, is it casual for Brother Wang to enter the school?" Jia Cong remained silent, but in his heart he thought that Wang Dacheng had a hard backstage, and he donated a Taoist at one time, how could he succeed without a backstage? And it's a Jiangsu sub-patrol road! The people who came down according to the envoy of the priest are more fat than the prefect of the county! Jinshi background may not have this good luck! This is the smoke of the ancestral grave!

"It's casual now, but it's not eight shares for my brother, and it's good to learn more." Wang Dacheng rubbed his hands, he also saw the right eye, and secondly, he thought that Jia Cong was indeed worth having a good relationship, and he was a person who came out of the clerk's room, and his eyes were extremely low: "Brother Zili is here to fill in the register?" At this time, if you are free, why don't you go to the bookstore and sit down? ”

Jia Cong hit it off: "Exactly, is Brother Wang interested in joining?" That's the luck of the little brother. ”

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From the Anding Gate to the outside of the Xuanwu Gate, around the inner city for most of the circle, to the store of the Shanhai Book Society for half an hour, Jia Cong invited guests, Wang Dacheng was drunk like mud, nodded to join the Shanhai League, Jia Cong's words could not get important information, Wang Dacheng was supported back to his house by his entourage.

Kuang Liuhe, Wang Yinglin, and Zhang Maocai also returned to Wanping and Zhuozhou early to study hard, and Jia Cong wrote a letter upstairs, sent it to the Civil Information Bureau to tell him his itinerary, and tested Wang Yinglin's thoughts, whether he would be angry because of Qian Xihong.

"Childe, the big thing is not good, the recent huge decline in bookstore sales, the scene is very bad, a Yanshe store in Xixiao City is competing with us, they mainly play piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and hops books, which are highly sought after." Zheng Yexiao, who was in a set of staff clothes, rolled up with a round body, and raised his beard to complain about bitterness.

"Yan Society?" Jia Cong couldn't help but think of Zhao Beidou from Xishan, and he wanted to play with me?

Zhao Beidou naturally does not regard Jia Cong as an opponent, for him, the current grade of Jia Cong is too low, but he is the leader of the Yan Society, and his disciples must have come forward to be instructed by him to hit Jia Cong's arrogance and play a game.

Qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and hops, there is indeed a market, Chen Jiru in the late Ming Dynasty focused on this, and Feng Menglong and Ling Mengchu were popular.

Jia Cong didn't think about it, he immediately came to be motivated and excited, first he was short of money, and the stingy Mrs. Xing's noise was also unpleasant, and he wanted to go down to the south of the Yangtze River, pull relations, form alliances, and have banquets with the same door, where do you not want money? Jia Yu's funding is really not enough.

Second, if the prestige of the Yan Society is suppressed, wouldn't the Shanhai League, the Shanhai Book Society, and Jia Cong go further?

"Who is the Yanshe Bookstore manipulating?" Jia Cong asked.

Luo Gaocai wore a melon skin hat and smoked a dry cigarette: "Gong Dingci, a famous person, a native of Tongzhou, Shuntianfu, Zhili Province, and a disciple of Zhao Gong (Zhao Beidou)." ”

"Immediately instruct the paper-making and printing workshops to print thousands of more copies, and I have a new book to publish." Jia Cong gave orders: "Advertise in advance, the neighborhoods and alleys of Xixiaoshi, Dongxiaoshi, all the walls and trees must be plastered with advertisements for my new book, and I will ask someone to draw a few advertising images." ”

Although Zheng Yexiao and Luo Gaocai took the order to go, they were uneasy, their fighting spirit was not high, Zhao Gong was a cabinet boss, and Jia Cong was just an apprentice of Qin Langzhong in the Ministry of Works, and he had not yet been admitted, how could he be Gong Dingci's opponent?

The matter of going south is decided, the family is relatively calm, but he can't waste his time, Jia Cong picked up the pen and pondered, what to write to sell well?

With his reputation and skills today, as long as it is a high-quality product, he will not worry about the place to sell.

Jia Cong decided to write "Liao Zhai Zhi Wei", but it was not copied as it was, one of the words "Liao Zhai" is Pu Songling's residence, and it should be changed to "Mountains and Seas Zhi Wei", "Zhi" is "description", and "Strange" is a strange story.

Second, the writing and wording should not be written in modern vernacular, but must be easy to understand. Third, the plot is as tortuous, euphemistic, lingering and moving as possible, with scholars as the object, strengthening the sense of substitution, and must make Dashun literati want to stop!

Well, the first part of Jia Cong's rewrite is "A Chinese Ghost Story of Mountains and Seas".

As a talent who was tested with real strength, Jia Cong's writing is strong enough, and under his solid skills, Ning Caichen, a scholar from Jinhua, Zhejiang, fell into despair, and met Yan Chixia, Nie Xiaoqian, and the old demon of Montenegro in Lanruo Temple in Jinling......

A script with a great sense of substitution, bizarre, lingering and touching, Jia Cong rewrote it into a 20,000-word ending in one night.

In ancient times, a skilled printer could print 1,500 to 2,000 words a day.

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At the beginning of February, the bookcase at the front desk of Shanhai Books Club was filled with "A Chinese Ghost Story of Strange Tales from Mountains and Seas" by Jia Cong, the first prodigy of Dashun, and Jia Cong's shameless advertisement attracted many guests to stop and read.