Scratching his head for a long time, he considered that if he wanted to become bigger, he must make a brand effect, and if he followed this path, it would be better to call it "The White Lady of A Chinese Ghost Story", and it could be written into a series in the future, such as A Chinese Ghost Story's Baby Ning, A Chinese Ghost Story's Bai Lianqiu, A Chinese Ghost Story's Xiao Xie, A Chinese Ghost Story's Xiangyu, A Chinese Ghost Story's Xin Fourteen Niang......

This series can be dedicated to writing all kinds of living female ghosts and banshees, which are not the same as those in the world, and confirm his name as a famous person.

Thinking of this, he shouted loudly: "Big head, big head......"

Shan Sinan ran in with a fart, full of egg yolk and bean dregs, the obedient official hurriedly drove him away, took out the paper from the package, ground the ink by himself, licked the tip of the pen to the full, and wrote "A Chinese Ghost Story: The White Lady" on the paper, and added the pen name of [Yusanren] next to it.

At the beginning, he felt that the previous story about Nie Xiaoqian used too much ink from later generations, that is, it was too much like a novel and not like a record book of this era. Although he estimated that Zhao Cangjing, the old owner of Deyi Fang, would use the title of the book "Nie Xiaoqian's Words and Words Embroidered Like a Chinese Ghost Story", there were really not many lyrics in it. Although he is confident that the story is good, if he wants to become famous quickly, he still needs to add some lyrics to it, because the stories of this era are spread by the two mouths of the storyteller, and the lyrics are more, which means that it is catchy, and many illiterate people can hum two sentences, and if there are few or no lyrics, there will be a change like [Halley's Comet and General Halley] when it is spread, after all, it is reluctant to let illiterate people organize language, and then after transmission, it is almost inevitable that they will be out of shape.

If you want a story to be spread not only among readers, then it is inevitable to add more lyrics, you know, an engraving can print about three or four thousand copies, and no matter how much, the engraving will lose the handwriting and blur, that is, if you reprint it ten times, it will only be thirty or forty thousand copies.

And how many people were there in the Ming Dynasty? Now the imperial court is about 60 million, from the founding of Hongwu to Wanli has hardly changed, but in fact, the founding of the country for more than 200 years, the population has not increased, which is simply laughing off the big teeth, according to the historical facts, after countless peasant wars in the late Ming Dynasty plus the massacre of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, there are still 300 million people in the Qianlong Dynasty of the Manchu Dynasty, which is due to the thorough implementation of the apportionment into the mu, so that the original unregistered population surfaced.

If it is estimated in this way, how can there be a population of 200 to 300 million in the tenth year of Wanli, so there are only 60 million people in the imperial court, where are the rest?

Like a good official, after he was admitted to the county school, his household registration was ticked off from the tax book, that is, he added the people of his Zheng family, and the family disappeared from the Ming Dynasty.

Publishing 30,000 books, compared to the 300 million population of the Ming Dynasty, is really a drop in the bucket.

Therefore, this book of White Lady, no matter what, to add lyrics to it, just like some folk dramas, a woman who doesn't know a single word can sing hundreds or thousands of sentences from beginning to end, but if you let her tell the story from beginning to end, it will inevitably be a little difficult for a strong man.

At the beginning, the obedient official directly pointed out the theme, "The thousand-year-old white snake turned into a human body, and the master pointed out to repay the favor." Where is the desire to find the future, the West Lake is high and the bridge is broken. Passing through the mountains and forests to meet robbers, swords and fists to perform unique arts, the victory and defeat are clearly forgiven, and the female body is also the same ......"

If the storyline is all written in long poems, the spoilers will be too ruthless, so the obedient official writes eight sentences, and the plot poem is followed by a perfunctory story, telling the story of the little white snake 1,700 years ago in the deep mountains, caught by the snake catcher, fortunately the little shepherd boy rescued, 1,700 years later, the white snake faded into a demon and turned into a human form......

Brush brush brush all the way to write, the pen is like a god, soon wrote until Bai Suzhen came out of the mountain, put down the pen, rubbed his wrist, counted the numbers, and was still confident that he would finish writing this book before arriving in Ningbo.

At this time, a pretty face came over next to him, white and raw, which scared the good official, and subconsciously, the problem in his hand was waved out as a sword, and when he saw clearly that it was the little maid next to Miss Yan, the brush had already drawn a magic mark on the other party's face.

As soon as she put away her pen, the obedient official glared at her, "What are you doing?" Sneaky, if I had a knife in my hand, your head would move! Then he shouted, "Big head, big head." ”

"Young Master." Shan Sinan probed from the outside, and the obedient official pointed to the little maid and asked, "Where did you go?" Why is she here with me? ”

"Young master, I'm counting the things that the ministers sent! Young master, I got rich, and I had more than three hundred taels of silver, and there were many fine minks and ginseng, and Daddy said that the ginseng alone could be sold for at least two hundred taels of silver. Shan Sinan's face was full of excitement, ginseng in the eyes of doctors in the Ming Dynasty, can cure all male and female deficiency diseases, the medical book "Jin Kui Yaolu" classifies tuberculosis in the range of deficiency, Shan Chixia repeatedly out of the nine sides, just to get some good ginseng, and can be sold for two hundred taels of ginseng, although it is not like the so-called thousand-year-old ginseng in martial arts novels can increase a Jiazi skill after eating, it is already regarded as the best ginseng in the pharmacy, most of them are bought by rich and noble families and saved, and are used to hang the lives of seriously ill people.

Therefore, Shan Chixia is very happy, two hundred taels of silver took the time to earn, and he could earn it after all, but the high-grade ginseng does not mean that you can buy it, he has repeatedly come out of the nine sides, and he has only seen one or two times of good ginseng in such a good condition.

The good official sighed and asked who sent it, and the big head said that he was looking for it in the burden sent by the tall grandson Xianggong, and the good official rubbed his chin, and said in his heart that it was no wonder that Gongsun Nie promised to inherit the family business in the future, and the feeling of the family business was not small!

This is the benefit of readers, Confucianism wrote in the history of Fan Jinzhongju, and later Fan Jin died of his mother, owed more than 300 taels of silver, and was carried out by Zhang Jingzhai to play the autumn breeze, looking for and searching, and there is money, it can be seen that readers communicate with each other, which is also the reason why the obedient official said [friends have the meaning of wealth] Those talents laughed vigorously, if there is no such benefit, who is willing to ten years of cold window.

He thought, so he instructed the big head to write down these received gift lists, the so-called human exchanges, there are contacts to be right, said to be born, inevitably there is a place to spend money, so it is not too concerned about more than a few hundred taels of silver, if you want to be rich and famous, in the Ming Dynasty, 100,000 taels is a hurdle, just like the head of the family of General Wu Liu's deputy Qianhu Duan Tianya. You must not take what the old owner of Deyi Fang Zhao Cangjing said [this county and county respect forty taels a year] seriously, where are the big officials who live only on Yulu, except for one Hai Rui in the Ming Dynasty, there is no second.

From this point of view, this is close to a thousand taels of silver at the moment, which is nothing, barely a solid family, but as a scholar, especially a famous scholar, this bit of silver is never enough to socialize, unless the obedient official is willing to be plain and honestly be an ordinary person in the market, but this is actually impossible, because of his father's illness, it costs a lot of silver.

The big head was excited, and he was very happy to count the silver, and he didn't care about serving the young master, so he got the order of the good official, and turned his butt and left. Seeing that the big head was gone again, the obedient official shrugged his shoulders and looked at the little maid who was silent, "What's your name?" ”

"The slave maid is called Xiaoqian." The little girl blinked her big eyes, her eyes were full of admiration, it turned out that this Zheng Xiaoxianggong could also write a record book, and it was so good-looking! couldn't help but want to look down, "Xiao Xianggong, your record book, did Bai Suzhen go to Hangzhou to find the little shepherd boy later?" ”

The obedient official was a little ridiculous, took a sweat towel to her, and asked her to wipe the ink marks on her face first, "Your name is Xiaoqian?" This name is the same as the female ghost in my previous book......"

The little maid was holding the sweat towel of the obedient official, wiping the ink marks on her face, listening to the word female ghost, she jumped up, the obedient official looked at her carefully, she was only fourteen or fifteen years old, her face was as tender as a shelled egg, her eyes trembled, her eyelashes were like two rows of feather fans, she was dressed in a verdant Shu brocade skirt, and she was wearing an emerald jade bracelet on her left wrist, and the two maidens were loosely tied on the left and right temples, and each had a strand of green silk hanging in her ears.

At that moment, he smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, the fox fairies and monsters in my book are all kind-hearted ......" said, seeing that the ink marks on her cheeks were a little unwiped, he subconsciously reached over and helped her clean it with his fingertips.

The little girl Xiaoqian suddenly held her breath, her body stiffened, and her face was greasy and spit out a layer of orange, which slowly became redder and redder, until she reached her neck, and the cute fluff next to her ears was also pricked, but she was nervous as if she was more terrible than seeing a ghost.

When the obedient official saw it, he immediately reacted, his behavior was a little ambiguous, and he withdrew his hand back in embarrassment, "This, Miss Xiaoqian, you haven't said what you are looking for me for!" ”

The little maid lowered her head, her chin was about to be buried in the middle of her chest, and the mosquito hummed and whispered, "My lord invited the little minister to come over." ”

She was instructed by the old owner of the Yan family to ask the good officer to go over and speak, and when she arrived in the cabin of the good officer, she found the good officer lying on the low table and writing.

Look at the appearance of the little girl, he is not the first brother, how can he not see the appearance of the beginning of love, I really don't know what to say, I say that I seem to be only thirteen years old, and I haven't grown a hair! Why do these female donors call themselves speechless one by one! But I don't want to think about what it is to marry a concubine at the age of nine, not to mention that it is normal for girls in the Ming Dynasty to understand the things of men and women at the age of thirteen or fourteen.

This thing is like a psychological disorder, just like the judicial interpretation of later generations [if a person who has reached the age of 14 but is not yet 16 years old, occasionally has a surname act with a young girl, and the circumstances are minor and do not cause serious consequences, it is not considered a crime], and he himself, who is not even 14 years old, thinks that people are too young, but others do not seem to dislike him for being small......

This is really a bit of a scratching head, the good official wants to scratch his ears and cheeks, hesitate for a moment, or act as if he didn't see anything! Play dumb.

He dusted off his clothes and said, "Then, I'll go with you to see your family." ”

The little maid turned around with her head down, banged her head on the hatch, and with a bang, she hurriedly walked outside with her head covered.

The obedient officer smiled bitterly and followed behind.

The Yan owner's room was in the top cabin, two cabins door to door, Xiao Qian lowered her head and walked to the door, "Master, Zheng Xiaoxianggong is here." ”

"Please."

Xiao Qian turned over to let the good official in, and the good official smiled at her and stepped into the cabin.

As soon as he entered, Xiao Qian suddenly covered her face with her hands, and said in her heart that it was a shame to be dead, this ugliness is too big, if Miss knew, she might laugh at me!

As soon as the obedient official entered, a luxurious atmosphere came to his face, the ground was covered with a Persian carpet, and there was a mottled incense burner in the corner of the door, the antique did not know which dynasty antiquities it was, and the ambergris was burned inside, and there was a curtain covering the scenery inside, and the curtains were strung up with pearls......

, this is the luxury of the sea merchant!

His eyes rolled, although these are actually nothing in his heart, the pearls of later generations are sold by catties, and the freshwater cultured pearls are estimated to be sold at the price of night pearls when they get to the Ming Dynasty, but in the Ming Dynasty, they are really extremely rich.

The hand that had been withering lifted the pearl curtain, and it was the old butler of the Yan family, who smiled and invited him in.

The owner of the Yan family saw that he was dressed in a moon-white Confucian shirt, and walked in so humbly and arrogantly, and couldn't help but praise it in his heart.

Getting up from the couch, he smiled and arched his hand, using the etiquette of a scholar, and asked him to sit down on the collapse, and the old housekeeper next to him served fragrant tea, which was a glass cup, with a bird's tongue brewed in it, and the tea leaves floated up and down in the transparent tea cup, like a feng shui picture.

The obedient official took a sip casually, feeling that it was okay, so he said: "But the tongue of Xiaomao Mountain in Nanzhili?" ”

The two masters and servants of the Yan family were stunned for a moment, and they were a little suspicious when they looked at him.

In fact, the Ming Dynasty already had tea fried green, but it was not popular, most of them still boiled tea and tea, that is, the set of tea ceremony, and tea was not luxurious, people could not enjoy it, because tea should be watched, and it was necessary to see the tea leaves floating up and down in the water like the literati ink painting.

But the style of the obedient official is clearly not unusual, in the eyes of the master and servant of the Yan family, it is inevitably unfathomable, what kind of identity does this have to turn a blind eye to the tea brewed with a glass cup, and can also taste the taste and know the origin? You must know that this glass cup is not just any rich and noble family can afford to use, to talk about a more than the system, the glass cup is only affordable by the royal family, and the people are extremely rare.

The master and servant exchanged glances with each other, but both of them were old foxes, and they refused to ask directly, so they buried their doubts in their hearts.

"I didn't take the initiative to visit the old shipowner, speaking of which, it's all rude for Guofan." The obedient official first sued the Yan boat owner, and the Yan boat owner hid his doubts in his heart, and picked up the tea cup to signal, "Where is the Zheng family's virtuous nephew, there is a talented man like the virtuous nephew who is willing to take my Yan's boat, it is the blessing of my Yan family, and I haven't moved to ask about the name." ”

The obedient official saw him call him a virtuous nephew, and he recognized himself as a virtuous nephew, and when he was old, it was nothing to shout uncle, "The little nephew's name is Guofan, and the word ...... Feng Zhang. ”

"But Zhang's Zhang?" The owner of the Yan ship looked happy, the obedient official nodded, and the owner laughed, "In this way, I am very close to my nephew, my name is shot, and the word is Dazhang." ”

With a thud, tea squirted out of the officer's nostrils.

"Oops! Virtuous nephew ......" Yan Shipowner's name shot the word Dazhang stood up, "You are ......"

coughed repeatedly, the obedient official covered his nose and shook his hand to indicate that it was okay, but the nasal cavity was indeed uncomfortable with the tea, and tears came out.

Steward Yan next to him hurriedly went out to greet him, "Xiaoqian, go and twist a hot face towel here." The little girl outside sighed crisply, and after a while, she reached out and lifted the pearl curtain, walked to the side of the good official, with a slight shame on her face, and handed over a steaming face tovel.

The obedient official took it, unfolded the face towel and rubbed his face, thanked him, returned the face towel to the little girl, and kept slandering in his heart:, what is your name, it's not good, it's called [***]......

His skin, thirteen years is also full of poetry and books, it is estimated that this name comes from [the gentleman has nothing to fight, will also shoot], half Gui for Zhang, jade also, shoot and refer to the corners of Zhang, theoretically speaking, this name is impeccable, two by two, the key and the word Yan are connected together, it is called a squirting rice.

Looking at the caring look of the owner of the ship, the good officer really felt that he wanted to laugh, so he had to cover his mouth and cough dryly. The little maid next to him stepped forward and gently stroked his back, the old housekeeper was a little strange, and said that this little girl was a spleen surname that she learned from the young lady, how could she be willing to give someone a stroke?

Seeing the strange eyes of the old housekeeper, Xiao Qian's face turned red and she took a step back.

"Call the old shipowner......" The good official just called the old shipowner, and he seemed to be displeased when he saw [***], and suddenly changed his words, who told his family to go south and only received five taels of silver! This is called eating people with a short mouth and soft hands," Uncle Yan laughed, this tea was eaten more violently, and it choked into the nostrils. ”

This change of words, suddenly became a good family, in ancient times was not casually changed to call people, people called you an uncle, you have to take on the responsibility of an uncle, called an uncle, naturally you have to do the uncle's duty, just like Tianjin's talents and obedient officials called brothers and brothers changed to be called virtuous brothers, five taels of silver is not enough, the next day each person made up twenty taels of ceremonies, each has a gift, the more cordial it is, the more your family wealth and silver have to be shared with people, even now, there is also a saying [maternal uncle's house a cow, nephew gets a head]

was called uncle, [***] Ship Master Yan suddenly smiled, "Xiaoqian, go get some snacks for the young master, you go, half an hour, master, I almost thought you fell into the sea." But he suddenly changed his name and became closer and closer.

was teased by her own master, Xiao Qian suddenly had a red cloud on her face, turned around and went away, here the obedient official and the Yan boat owner gossiped, not a moment, Xiao Qian brought some pea yellow and other snacks, the good official is indeed a little hungry, and you are not welcome, he reached over and took it and ate it, next to [***] I like him not to be delicate and pretentious, not like those Jiangnan literati I have seen, more and more pleasing to the eye.

After eating some snacks to fill his stomach, the good official was just about to puff his fingers, and the little maid next to him gave him a clean hand towel, he smiled and took it to wipe it, "The little nephew just wrote in the cabin, and forgot to eat for a while, it just so happened that Uncle Yan's dim sum tasted good, and he ate a few more pieces, which made Uncle Yan smile." ”

"Oh! What is written? Maybe talk to me about it. "Although the owner of the Yan ship is also a businessman, but in the end he has read books and passed the examination, he is different from ordinary businessmen, as soon as he hears the text, he is naturally interested, not to mention that the young man in front of him is a famous man who makes poems such as life is only as first seen, staying in the king, and who puts the ice wheel in the sea and sky, although he is indeed a little younger.

The obedient official smiled and said, "The work of the game is a word and word record book. The little maid next to her interjected, "Master, I have just been watching it for a while, and what the young master wrote is very good, and he said that a white snake is cultivating in the deep mountains......"

She is young and beautiful, but also quite lively, full of youthful atmosphere, this hand dancing to show her own master to see the text, quite dancing, the obedient official looked, there was appreciation in his eyes.

Ship Master Yan looked at his old butler from the side, the old housekeeper's eyebrows moved slightly, his face seemed to be smiling, and the owner of Yan also smiled, turned his head and said to the good officer: "Oops! In this way, the virtuous nephew is going to write a song book on the ship that will be handed down to the world. ”

The obedient official hurriedly shook his hand, "Don't dare to be Uncle Yan's name, which is enough to pass on the four words." Ship Master Yan laughed, "If you don't dare to be a person in this life just like the first time you see it, won't the world's soldiers dare not write essays?" I think that when Sheng'an Gong wrote about the rolling Yangtze River, it was just like this life was only as first seen between the two people! ”

The obedient official was suddenly embarrassed, and Yang Shen, who was born in the first of the three talents of the Ming Dynasty, dared to compare.

"Since it was written on my ship, it will definitely be a good story in the future." Ship Master Yan suddenly turned his head and said to the little maid: "Xiaoqian, you don't want to serve in front of the young lady during this time, just follow the young master, you must be careful to serve, understand!" ”

The obedient official hurriedly got up and said, "How dare you do this." Captain Yan got up and stretched out his hand to sit him down, "Virtuous nephew, that's it, it's just that I have a request." The obedient official seemed to be unable to refuse, so he surrendered his hand and asked the owner of the Yan ship to command, "Uncle Yan, please speak." ”

[***] laughed, "I write it every day, you want to show me it, can you?" ”

"It's nature." The good officer stood up and saluted.

"In this case, I will not keep you, and I look forward to reading the record book written by my nephew sooner. The virtuous nephew just writes with his heart, I will arrange for eating and drinking, and you will call me uncle, your father is my brother, you don't need to worry about it, I have it. "The owner of the Yan boat patted his chest and took a big bag, and the obedient official, as a scholar of the Ming Dynasty, naturally bowed to the end to express his gratitude at this time.

Yin Yin sent the obedient official outside the cabin door, and [***] once again told Xiao Qian, who was a little flushed, to take good care of Zheng Guofan, and then let him leave.

Seeing that the obedient officer turned the cabin and went down to the top floor, the owner of the Yan ship stroked his beard and said, "Uncle God, what do you think of this Zheng Guofan......"

"The old slave can't see through it." Old housekeeper Yan hurriedly humbled himself, this is not easy to answer, he also knows what his master thinks, but people may not be willing, after all, his own young lady is three years old, not to mention that the appearance of this talent is second to none, and when he arrives in Ningbo, if it is really written into a record book, and it is sung outside, he is afraid that the mediator will be able to break through the threshold of his Zheng family.

"Alas! My daughter broke her father's heart! The owner of the ship touched his beard and sighed, doing business pays attention to fast hands and slow hands, why not find a son-in-law, otherwise why would he let his daughter's personal maid serve others......

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