When Chunsheng heard this, he happily went upstairs to get his firecracker. When the shopkeeper saw her coming, he personally brought tea and snacks over, and Song Yansheng glanced at it and thanked her.

"I want to set up a private school here to accept some talented students who can't go to school. When the time comes, two gentlemen will be invited to teach the children to read and write. Yusheng, Chunsheng is also the age to go to school. ”

Yu Sheng knew that these six girls had ideas, but he didn't expect her to have such an idea. Song Yansheng continued: "There are many families in the Jingmen, according to the rules, some children of the servant families in the palace have no books to read, as long as they take care of the master, it is their mission, and then from this generation to the next generation. But do you think it's fair to them? It's such a good thing to read and reason, and they have such a talent. Some children have no books to read because of their background or poverty, and although they want to, no one pays attention to their needs. I thought, why not give these kids the chance to read? They like it, they want it, let them go, and don't worry about anything else. ”

Chunsheng had told her earlier that he was very envious of the children who went to school. He and Yusheng depended on each other, wandering all the way, and when they met a school, they had to sneak to listen to it until they were kicked out. Yusheng's two brothers, she can also see that they are both smart and studious people, but looking at Chunsheng's cleverness, you can know a thing or two.

"Yechuntai is such a big place here, there's nothing wrong with putting a private school, right?" Song Yansheng turned his head to look around, and then looked at Hengbo, "When the time comes, you can also come and follow Mr. to read and write, and learn more." Maybe it won't be long before you can write better than I do. She blinked.

"Thank you, girl. I...... I'm learning from the girl, I'm coming, who will take care of you? ”

"My handwriting...... Forget it, whatever you want, if you don't dislike it. ”

Hengbo's heart moved, and his nose suddenly became sour. She is the son of the Song Mansion, she has followed Song Yansheng since she was a child, the girl treats her well, she treats her with all her heart, and often takes her to read and write some words after school, always saying that girls should also read and learn some truths, so as not to be easily deceived by others. Even the big girl in the old lady's room did not have such treatment as her.

"Yusheng, near the water, you all come when the time comes, books, pen, ink and paper, don't worry, I'll arrange it."

"Thank you, Miss Six."

When Yusheng heard this, he was very grateful in his heart, and the six girls were undoubtedly sincerely planning for their future. Song Yansheng knew that he was literate and smart, and some foundations were easier to learn. She smiled and said, "Yechuntai is such a good location, I also plan to set up a study, there is a Linglong bookstore in my shop, and I will supply some books, ink, paper and pens here when the time comes." Since it is to be made into an elegant seat here, it is naturally indispensable for literati to sing poetry and wine banquets, and always use ink pens and the like, and those in your private school also save the effort to go out to buy, and directly take them here. ”

Ordinary people can't afford to use the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone in Linglong Bookstore, these things are all of the highest quality. Song Yansheng was sincerely planning for them, but ......

Yu Sheng shook his head slightly, "If the private school can be run, the girl is already a great favor to my brother." If even the pen and paper were provided by the girl, I would ......."

"This is a trivial matter, just keep it on my account." Song Yansheng is extremely generous, but it is just a few sets of paper and pencil money, and there is nothing to worry about. She propped her chin and said disapprerovingly, "Besides, it's a little convenient for you to use, and when Yechuntai is renovated in the future, this Linglong Bookstore can also play its name with the help of scholars and scribes, and the business will naturally be different from now." My bookstore is in the old street in the south of the city, and most of them are purchased by regular customers, and they are still close to bringing it up with a fire. The objects in the study are naturally consumed by literati and ink writers, so they have to rely on them to bring this business. Song Yansheng remembered that there was a time when a delicate colored paper was very popular in his previous life, which seemed to have flowed from a bookstore in Beijing, which was novel and chic, and was very popular among literati. She thought that if the study was completed, she could come and ponder the preparation of this note when the time came.

In this way, I remembered Chunsheng who ran upstairs without a shadow. She looked around strangely, "Hey, where did Chunsheng go?" ”

Yusheng pointed upstairs and stood up from the wheelchair with his body propped up, "Run up, I'll call him down." ”

"I'll go up, don't get up, wait for us later." Song Yansheng held him down, took the horizontal waves, and ran up one after the other.

Chunsheng was indeed fiddling with his firebolt, which, according to him, was the most lethal weapon of all the Karakuri he had ever made, and even the crossbow could not match its range and power. Chunsheng happily put the firearm in her hand, "There is no danger in this place before gunpowder and bead bullets." ”

She weighed it, this fire gun was made of copper, and it was much more sophisticated and perfect than the bamboo one made by Chunsheng before. She tossed and turned in her hand for a while, which was very novel. She was a little in awe of this thing, in her previous life, Xiao Changyuan was promoted to the Shenji Battalion, and there was an incident in which the fire gun exploded, and I heard that the soldier was killed on the spot.

She was still a little worried when she held this thing, "Chunsheng, you must pay attention to safety when you do this, after all, gunpowder is still a dangerous product." ”

Chunsheng nodded and said, "I know, when igniting, I deliberately made the fuse very long, and ran after lighting it, so I tried it a few times, and the gun made of metal is stronger and more heat-resistant than that made of bamboo, and it is not easy to explode." ”

Yokoba is a little girl, and she is not very interested in things like swords and firearms. She spun around, looked over the basin shelf, and suddenly let out an exclamation, "What is this?" ”

On the shelf was a yellowish-white thing, an inch thick, which looked like it was made of stone, but it didn't look like it when it was close. This thing doesn't look very unusual, with a concave piece in the middle, shaped like a human face. If you look closely, the surrounding corners are irregular and unsmooth arcs, high and low, thick and thin.

Song Yansheng returned the fire gun to him and also came over to take a look. Raised his hand and poked it, it felt a little cold and squishy. She withdrew her hand, twisted her fingers, and said, "...... Is this a cold water stone? ”

Chunsheng bent his eyes, took a small file next to him, and slowly sharpened the extra stones from the corners, "It's a cold water stone, look at it, who do you look like like this?" ”

"Hey! Isn't this Yusheng Gongzi? Hengbo looked at the concave surface in the middle of the cold water stone and said very curiously, "How is this done?" ”

"This is simple, at the beginning, it is made of powder and water ground from cold water stones, stirred into a paste and then put on the face, and when it is half dry, it is removed until it is completely dry."

"And what are you going to do with this?"

"I'd like to try making a disguise mask, well, it's the kind that is common in the script, and it sounds very powerful." Chunsheng smiled a little shyly, "This mold has to be left for a while to dry out." But I've already made one before, and it's just like me. ”

He squatted in the box below and turned it out, Song Yansheng took it in his hand and looked at it, this mask was as thin as a cicada's wings, and it was not much different from the touch of human skin, she was a little curious: "This, what is it made of?" ”

"It's a little pigskin, I came from Aunt Zhang in the kitchen, soaked in wine for several days, and then exposed to the sun, there is no taste, and the upper face is very obedient."

Song Yansheng's eyes lit up, and he unfolded the mask, because the face mold was made, this mask was low and moderate, and the eyebrows were carefully glued with fish glue. Hengbo was very curious, so he took the mask and put it on his face, and there was some gum behind the mask, and it automatically sucked it up as soon as it got on his face. Song Yansheng adjusted her slightly, took a step back and looked at it, it was already seven or eight points alike, if the edges of the mask were smoothed, and then the hairstyle and clothes were changed, revealing two black eyes, it would be a "Xiao Chunsheng".

"Miss Hengbo doesn't need to hold her breath, this leather surface has been tanned many times, it is very flexible, and it will not break."

Hengbo was relieved at this time, gently touched his face with his hand, and asked Song Yansheng, "Girl, is it like?" ”

"It's like it. There's a bronze mirror over there, so go and see for yourself. ”

This mask is very delicately made, Song Yansheng watched her look left and right in the mirror, and suddenly had an idea in her heart. She looked at Chunsheng with bright eyes, "If this mask can be made at the earliest, how long will it take?" ”

"Hurry up...... and seven days. Chunsheng saw that she was interested and asked curiously, "Does the girl want to do it too?" ”

"Not me." Her smile deepened, rather sly, "Chunsheng, you can do me a great favor." ”

After taking Chu Min back home from Yechuntai to make a face mold, she received a letter from the girl in Chu Huantuo's house. Chu Min's face darkened after seeing it, and he gave the letter to Song Yansheng to look at it, and a short line of words on it read, "Swallow Lane." ”

"He really knew what happened last time. He still listened to Xiao Changying's intention to fight back and wanted to use me. Sixth girl, I'm his own sister. ”

Song Yansheng accepted the letter, and his expression was not very good-looking. She shook her head and sighed, "Since he hardened his mind, we are not without countermeasures. Just this time, you have to cut off the relationship between your eldest brother and Xiao Changying. ”

"Let's take care of it, I will ask the Yuan family's hidden guards to secretly protect you in case the situation suddenly changes. But...... After all, Chu Huan is your own brother, and it is unlikely that he will really harm you, as Xiao Changying wished. ”

Chu Min clenched his fingers and was silent for a long time, but he smiled bitterly, "My eldest brother...... I wish he did. ”

Chu Min got the letter and took the two Song family's mansions to Swallow Lane. Chu Huan opened the door for her, glanced at the two practitioners outside, and looked cold, "You bring someone?" ”

She smiled coldly and said to the human, "I calculated you once last time, and today you call me, I can't help but pay attention." ”

Chu Huan turned sideways to let her in, and sneered, "If you don't believe it, what are you going to do?" ”

"Hehe, I'm a gamble today." Chu Minlei looked at him clearly, opening the skylight and speaking brightly. She watched the door slam shut, and followed him into the room he had been in the last time. It was the same inside, chaotic and disorderly, and there was no place to sit.