To be honest, Yan Qing has not experienced life and death. It's just that this time the separation was too sudden, and Zheng Yanqing was not mentally prepared for it. Yesterday it was fine, but today it is thousands of miles away?

Of course, there must be a reason for Lee Ki to go.

Yu Qing couldn't tell why he had such a strong fluctuation of thoughts.

He placed the scrolls left by Li Ji on the bookshelf, then hung the bow on the bamboo wall, and then collapsed on the couch.

Zheng Yanqing's mind was chaotic, and he still felt his ears buzzing when he was lying on the couch.

Li Ji's departure from Luoyang this time is not related to the fact that Du Guo and Zhang Qiu Taiyi came to Luoyang some time ago, does it have anything to do with it?

If this is the case, then Li Ji must have to avoid something when he left Luoyang......

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As night fell, Zheng Yanqing felt in a daze that there seemed to be someone in the house.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and a carp rolled over and stood up. The futon on his body fell on the floor......

Yan Qing didn't know when he fell asleep, but he certainly didn't have a blanket.

In the bamboo building, candles have been lit.

A little girl with a double crow hairstyle, black hair draped over her shoulders, Ben turned her back to Yanqing, kneeling in front of the bookcase to sort out her belongings. Yan Qing got up silently, and the little girl didn't even notice the movement behind her, and was still carefully wiping the bookcase.

"Are you...... Little girl? ”

"Ahh

Yan Qing suddenly spoke, but the little girl was startled.

The rag in her hand suddenly fell on the bookcase, and she turned her head to look and saw Zheng Yanqing standing behind her with doubts on his face.

Yan Qing recognized this little girl, who was Mao Wang's youngest daughter.

Most of the children of the Zhuang family do not have loud names. Mao Wang's family has eight men and two women, basically in numerical order. It is not easy to say that Mao Wang gave birth to eight sons, three of whom died young, and two served in Taiyuan. There are three sons left, Mao Xiaoba ran away, and the other two sons followed Da Niu'er to the Western Regions with Hu Shang.

said that he wanted to break into the world and find a way to survive.

So much so that Mao Wang has a lot of children, but now only a little daughter is left with him, named Mao Ya.

In the past, when I was in the Grange, everyone used to call her Xiaoya. Yan Qing was a little impressed, in his memory, Mao Ya was very delicate, and her chubby little face was very attractive. But now, it's only been two or three months, and the little girl is thin and thin.

"Young Master Zheng, you're awake!"

Xiaoya spoke timidly, and subconsciously retreated, but she didn't want to have a bookcase behind her, and there was no way to retreat.

She lowered her head, not daring to face Yan Qing.

Zheng Yanqing then remembered that Zheng Shi'an had told him yesterday that he wanted to take in Mao Wang's family.

"What are you doing here?"

"Steward Zheng...... No, it was the old lady who asked me to clean the room, and said that I would serve you to read and rest in the future. ”

"Oh!"

Yan Qing nodded.

He would not refuse, because he knew that if he said that he didn't want the little girl to serve, he was afraid that he would panic the minds of Mao Wang's family.

"What, you don't have to clean up this upstairs in the future, just clean up the downstairs."

The bamboo building has two floors, and the upper floor is Yanqing's study and bedroom, which contains a lot of Yanqing's manuscripts and things that he doesn't want others to know. Downstairs is where he chats and talks, and the place is spacious.

"The house outside has not been built yet, how will your family settle it?"

"The old lady said, let me live downstairs, as long as I don't disturb the young master's study...... Dad and mother lived downstairs from the old lady first, and then moved in after the house was built. ”

Yan Qing snorted and looked at the sky outside, it was already dark.

"Little girl, you go down first.

If you don't greet me in the future, don't move the things upstairs, do you understand? ”

"Got it!"

Mao Ya stood up to leave, took two steps, turned around and ran to the bookcase, picked up the rag, and went downstairs with her head down.

I think at the beginning, Mao Ya's surname was quite cheerful.

After this difficulty, I actually cringed a little.

Yan Qing sat down behind the bookcase and took out the letter left by Li Ji. After a good night's sleep, his head was much clearer, and the empty mood he had earlier had faded a lot. After all, he is not a child in his bones, and he can control his emotions. In front of the bookcase, I read Li Ji's letter once, then put it away and put it on the case.

Li Ji is gone, but his words do make sense.

Previously, he continued to steal poems, and with his fame, it was time to collect it.

At least for now, Zheng Dashi does not specifically target his grandchildren. Otherwise, he would not agree to Zheng Sai On's practice of exchanging his land for money, so there will be no danger for the time being. Now that there is no danger, some adjustments need to be made.

He still has a lot of things to do.

First of all, in response to the Luoyang market, the scissors will be maliciously imitated, and even the price reduction behavior, should make some counterattacks.

Fighting a price war?

Yan Qing will never easily use this kind of trick to say that it is harmful to others and not beneficial to himself.

Since there is no price adjustment, it needs to be surprisingly new. Before that, he occupied the high-end market with Yongliu poems, which was a miracle move. But the odd soldier can't be used often, otherwise it won't be a surprise. Therefore, there is no need for surprise soldiers, only innovation.

Scissors can be used for many purposes, not just for cutting.

Yan Qing scratched his head, quite a headache.

After all, I didn't come from an economic background, and I was really weak in this regard.

Creativity is needed to create something new, and Zheng Yanqing must come up with items suitable for this era according to the situation of this era. Blindly moving the items of the future generations may not be acceptable to others. So, what is a good fit?

"Young Master Zheng, the old lady asked you to go down to eat."

"Oh, I see."

Forget it, this matter is in a hurry, and you need to think about it.

Zheng Yanqing stood up and accidentally knocked a book on the bookcase to the ground with his arm. He bent down to pick up the book, but it was Li Ji's "Wenxin Carving Dragon" left to him. Because the papermaking technology has not developed to the appearance of later generations, coupled with the backwardness of printing technology, many books circulating in the market are not cut very properly.

Many pages are glued together, and when you look at them, you have to separate the pages before you can read them.

If, there is a small paper cutter......

Zheng Yanqing's eyes lit up, and a strange thought flashed through his mind.

Scissors can be used by anyone, but scissors are not only used for sewing and repairing, there are many kinds of uses.

Doing business is indeed a vulgar product.

But if this business is associated with reading, isn't it elegant?

Yan Qing's idea is to subdivide the purpose of this scissor. But now it is only a rough idea, and it needs to be carefully planned to be realized.

Thinking of this, Yan Qing hurriedly sat down, spread out the paper, and wrote down his thoughts.

In case you forget it later, there will be a reminder here.

Mao Ya waited downstairs for a long time, and seeing that Yanqing didn't go downstairs, she couldn't help but go up lightly, and took a sneak look.

Yan Qing was writing, and she didn't dare to disturb it.

So he went downstairs again, and trotted all the way to the front of the main building.

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