"Uncle, I want to ask again, do I remember that Weiyang is not Yangzhou? Why not? ”

"Alas! O people who don't read! ”

The middle-aged man sighed, he pulled a chair and sat down, and made himself a pot of tea, and then slowly explained to him: "Listen carefully, four hundred years ago, the Huai River was diverted and washed away the Cao River. ”

The middle-aged man took a sip of tea and continued: "Our county is a new county, when the Ning Dynasty was first established, the finances were tight, and the money and grain in Jiangnan were urgently needed

On the court, said that Cao Yun has been abandoned for a hundred years, dredging the river is time-consuming and labor-intensive, it is better to take the sea, the money and grain in the south of the Yangtze River can enter the Yellow River by sea, and finally directly arrive in Luojing, just at this time the rise of overseas trade, the imperial court decided to build a new city according to the site of Zhang Xiangguo, soon Zhang Xiangguo died of illness on the way back to Beijing due to overwork, in order to commemorate him, the imperial court named the county Weiyang County. ”

It turned out that this was the case, the name of the county came according to the name of the person, and it really had nothing to do with Yangzhou, and Wujin asked again: "Then what was our original name here?" ”

"We used to be just a few small fishing villages here, on the south bank of the Yangtze River estuary, belonging to Huating County, Donghai County, where the imperial court built a new city, moved 100,000 households from all over the world to settle here, and Weiyang County gradually prospered thanks to overseas trade. One hundred and fifty years ago, the imperial court moved the county administration of Donghai County from Pingjiang County to Weiyang County....."

The middle-aged man talked eloquently, but Wu Jin understood, isn't the south bank of the Yangtze River estuary the Shanghai of his world? This Zhang Weiyang really has a vision and knows that this place is where the head of the Yangtze River is located, and it is a place where feng shui is a treasure.

The middle-aged man saw that he was absent-minded, not like he was listening to his introduction, so he stopped and pulled Wujin to a row of bookshelves, "There are official history books of the past dynasties, and there are also history books of this dynasty, you can take a good look!" Find a few books and go back and peruse them. ”

Wu Jin really wanted to find a few books to read, especially what he was most interested in was Wu Zetian in this parallel world, what happened at that time? made Wu Zetian's succession to a nephew but not a son, so that Wu Sansi ascended the throne, Wu Zhou continued, and the Tang Dynasty perished.

But Wujin searched for a long time, but there was no book about Wu Zetian, so he turned around and asked: "Uncle, I want to find a book of Wu Zetian's official history, it seems that there is none?" ”

"It's all fake history, and of course my bookstore doesn't have it."

The middle-aged man sneered, "After Wu Qinglong, the son of Wu Sansi, ascended the throne, under the pretext of editing the "Wuku Quanshu", all the history books in the world were collected and destroyed, and those who dared to hide were all copied and beheaded, and the destruction of history lasted for ten years, killing more than 20,000 scholars, and all the history books were destroyed after the two Jin Dynasty in the world, and later there was a history of the Tang Dynasty in the "Wuku Quanshu", but the history after Gaozong had been tampered with beyond recognition, and then the fake history was in power, and the real history became wild history, and soon the wild history was also banned and destroyed, hundreds of years have passed, and no one knows the truth of history. ”

I heard that it was all fake history, and Wu Jin also felt bored, he was about to ask where there was a real history, and at this moment, a soft voice suddenly sounded in the bookstore, "Uncle, I found "The Legend of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty", but why are there only eleven volumes?" Where did Volume 12 go? ”

The voice is very beautiful, soft and waxy, as if scratching at the bottom of Wujin's heart, the heart is itching, the sound is coming from above, when I look up, I find that there is a hut above the stairs, it seems to be a warehouse, and the sound is from the hut.

The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Didn't I tell you?" There is dust in the warehouse, tell you not to go, I will help you get it, you don't listen, hurry down! ”

"Forget it, I've looked for it twice, and I guess someone borrowed it, so I'll come down."

Wu Jin's eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw a young woman in a long green dress walking out of the hut, wearing a white short shirt on her upper body, she was about fourteen or fifteen years old, with medium stature, fair skin like jade, and a neck as beautiful as a swan, wrapped around a pale yellow scarf, and a jade jade pendant hung on her chest.

She has a black waterfall-like hair, a conch bun at the back of her head, a green feather and blue phoenix hairpin obliquely inserted, the hairpin has two phoenix tails hanging down, and it will make a tinkling sound when she walks, which is called 'step shake', she has bangs in front of her forehead, which is very important, which is a sign that a woman in the Daning Empire is unmarried.

Although she is not very old, her appearance is unusually beautiful and beautiful, her fragrant skin and jade skin are delicate and white, like clotted fat; Her beautiful eyes, looking forward to the flow, eyes like autumn waves, gentle like a cut of autumn water, make people like drinking alcohol, intoxicated in it.

Her every move is so graceful and moving.

Wu Jin couldn't help but think of the two poems in Du Fu's "Beauty Walk": 'The state is thick and the meaning is far-reaching and true, the texture is delicate and the flesh and bones are even. ’

"Beautiful!"

Wu Jin secretly applauded, "There are still such beauties in the world, I have really seen it, it can really be described as pretty as a peach in three springs, pure as a chrysanthemum in nine autumns, bright and beautiful." ”

He was a little stunned.

"Ahem! Cough! ”

The middle-aged man coughed twice, Wu Jin suddenly woke up, and quickly looked away, he smiled awkwardly, but his eyes couldn't help but glance over, and saw that the girl was carrying a basket of books, quite heavy, and thought, "Do you want to help her." ”

The middle-aged man was standing on a chair to sort out the bookshelf, and hurriedly said to the girl, "Put the book down!" I'll get it for you later. ”

"No need, I have to go back, my aunt knows that I am here, and it is time to talk about me again."

"Hey! Your aunt's weird thoughts, what's so bad about women studying....."

"Hmm!"

The girl went downstairs very carefully, the book seemed to be heavy, and she was a little struggling.

"I'll get the book for you!"

Wu Jin walked up the stairs in a few steps and stretched out his hand to the girl.

"Thank you!"

The girl smiled and handed him the book basket, Wu Jin's hand sank, the book basket was at least twenty pounds, no wonder she was a little struggling.

Wu Jin deftly took down the book basket and put it on the ground, and the girl also walked down the stairs, nodding to Wu Jin with a smile and expressing her gratitude.

She saw that Wu Jin was tall and strong, his arms were very thick, he didn't look like a scholar at all, and she saw that he walked vigorously, obviously a person who practiced martial arts, but when his uncle told him history, he listened very attentively, so she secretly thought in her heart, "It's rare that people who practice martial arts like to read history, which is a good thing." ”

She noticed that the young man seemed to have been looking at herself for a little longer, and his eyes were very bright and sharp, as if he wanted to read through her thoughts, she quickly looked away, and her face was a little embarrassed, 'Why does he look at others like this, don't you know that you don't look at indecent things?' ’

Although many people see her this way, this man is no exception, but his eyes are bright and pure, and his eyes are full of appreciation, which is not annoying.

She smiled at Wu Jin shallowly, and begged the middle-aged man, "Uncle, you can help me find it again!" ”

"Am I just looking for you? "The Legend of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty" has been on display for more than ten years, and no one has ever read it, I really don't understand you, why do you like to read that book? ”

"I've been studying Xuanzang's route to learn scriptures recently, and my uncle must help me find it, and I'll get it in a few days."

The girl went out with the book basket, Wu Jin pretended to read, but his eyes kept following her, and he saw her get into a carriage from a distance, and the carriage left, but his heart was a little regretful, and he knew that he should carry Shulan into the carriage for her.

"Don't look, she's already gone."

The middle-aged man walked over with a smile, "You have this book in your hand, I guess you don't even know what it is?" ”

Wu Jin's face flushed, and he hurriedly put the book back on the shelf, he was stunned for a moment, the book in his hand was the twelfth volume of "The Legend of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty" that the girl was looking for.

"Uncle, this book ....."

"Oh! I remember somewhere on the bookshelf, I didn't see it after looking for a long time, it turned out that it was in your hands, and she happened to be gone. ”

Wu Jin hesitated, "Uncle, if I don't chase her, I should be able to catch up." ”

"No need, she will come to get it herself, this little girl, how did she think of studying Xuanzang to learn scriptures, it's really weird!"

The middle-aged man took the book from Wu Jin's hand and put it in the drawer, he took out a famous post from the drawer, handed it to Wu Jin and said with a smile: "This is my famous post, I have time to come to the bookstore to sit down, I will tell you about the history of Weiyang County, most people don't want to listen to it, it's rare that you are interested." ”

Wu Jin looked at his name post, elegant and unpretentious, printed quite exquisitely, no less than the business card of later generations, a beautiful line of books, Yan Yushu, this should be his name, turned it over again, and behind it was his profession, the master of the Burrow, and there was a line of small words below: Boya Press.

Wu Jin's mind changed, and he asked him: "Uncle, do you still do printing?" ”

The middle-aged man smiled, "Opening a bookstore is my hobby, and I don't make money, but I also have to support my family!" He opened a printing house, printed his favorite books, and also took over the work, printing famous posts and the like. ”

Wu Jin hurriedly took out a ticket and handed it to him, "Uncle, is it like this kind of ticket print?" ”

The middle-aged man shook his head, "Don't dare to print the ticket, it's specially printed by the government, and if you catch it, you will be killed." ”

"I'm not talking about tickets, I'm talking about small tickets like tickets."

"This.... Yes, how much does the little brother want to print? ”

Wu Jin quickly calculated in his heart, "It is estimated that it will be about 100,000 sheets, how much will it cost?" How much time? ”

"100,000!"

The man was a little surprised, and couldn't help laughing, "100,000 pieces of steel molds are going to be made, the price is expensive, it is estimated that at least two hundred taels of silver, and it will take about three days to make the mold and print, but I can give you a little cheaper, how about it?" ”

Wu Jin arched his hand and said: "I'm not sure now, there are still some things that need to be implemented, once I decide to print, I will definitely come to Uncle." ”

"Good! You can come to me anytime. ”

Wu Jin walked out of the bookstore, stayed in the dim bookstore for a long time, the bright sun shone so brightly that he couldn't open his eyes, he hurriedly covered his eyes with his hands, then he suddenly remembered the beautiful girl again, he knew that he could take the opportunity to ask Yan Yushu, what is the name of his niece? Where to stay?

But as soon as he thought about it, Wu Jin smiled and shook his head again, why bother! Chance encounter, Pingshui meet, this is like seeing a beautiful woman on the street, although beautiful as a fairy, but just a few more glances, why bother to know.

Wu Jin was open-minded, he could afford to take it, and he could put it down, he no longer thought about that peerless beauty, and when he saw a carriage coming in front of him, he waved and shouted: "Stop!" ”

He had more important things to do.

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