Although there is no male host in the mansion, it still can't stop the guests who have a relationship with each other through the New Year's greetings.

There is a lot of traffic in front of the Qi Mansion, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going. With such an annual festive festival, aunts and young masters naturally want to take advantage of the good time to have an event. Ouyang Zhai gave Qi Bowen five days of annual leave.

On the first day of the Chinese New Year, the young masters came to worship the master with a festival salute, and also rewarded Lu Jiu'er and Xia Man who were waiting in the courtyard. After resuming teaching, Qi Bowen came to study for two hours a day as usual, and the rest of the time Ouyang Zhai was happy, no different from in the courtyard of the Grange, and continued to read books while holding wine all day long, living a leisurely life like a fairy.

In addition to taking care of the master's three meals and daily life, there was no additional work to do, so Lu Jiuer also hid in the study and flipped through the wild history miscellaneous records to read. Ouyang Zhai once passed by when he was untying his hand, came in and glanced at her a few times, and said with a sneer: "Don't do your job!" ”

Lu Jiu'er didn't take it seriously, and only smiled back: "What is the right business?" Do you take the imperial examination? ”

Ouyang Zhai choked for a moment, speechless, only snorted heavily, and then paced away.

When Lu Jiuer returned to the study the next day, she found that there were many interesting miscellaneous books within her reach, and there were also a few arithmetic books. She took it out and flipped through it, good guy, there are a lot of notes in it, these are the essence of the old master's private collection. She couldn't help but be happy in her heart, turned around and climbed to the window and shouted into the courtyard: "Master, Ah Jiu will press your feet for you tonight." ”

Ouyang Zhai was dissatisfied, blowing his beard and glaring. "Is it just tonight?"

"Okay, I'll give you a press tomorrow night." Lu Jiuer was in a very good mood and responded with a smile.

It is a good habit to write notes for grading, and after following the master for a long time, you will naturally become accustomed to it. Fortunately, Qi Zhai has never shortened Cai Lixuan's pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and the master also let her use it, that is, he will occasionally flip through Jiu'er's handwritten notes, and then laugh at and sarcastically say a few words, and then point out one or two intentionally or unintentionally. Lu Jiuer boasted of being broad-minded, and whenever she encountered this, she naturally nodded yes and was gladly taught. When the master saw it, his face was not expressive, but his heart was happy, and he was a little more attentive.

In the past, in Guixian Grange, every once in a while, someone would come to the door to deliver a book list to Ouyang Zhai. Often, all he needs is his old eyes to browse, take a brush and circle a few circles, and naturally someone will send the scroll to the door every few days. Although he is now in a big city, the situation is no exception. But the day after Ouyang Zhai checked the book list, he asked Lu Jiu'er to comb her hair and let Xia Man go to borrow a carriage from the master's family.

When Ouyang Zhai got into the car, he only said "go to the bookstore", and Xia Man set off in the carriage. Lu Jiu'er sat at the entrance of the carriage and asked in Xia Man's ear, "Brother Xiaoman knows where to go to the bookstore?" ”

Xia Man smiled straightforwardly and replied: "The bookstores in Nanyue City can be counted in the palm of one hand, and they are nothing more than concentrated in two places. What the master wants to go must be the direction of Yide Academy. ”

Lu Jiu'er sighed clearly. "What about the other one?"

Xia Man's ears were red unconsciously, his eyes looked away, and he replied casually: "The other is in the back street of the bazaar." ”

At that time, Lu Jiuer didn't know why, but it was not until a long time later that she realized that the back street of the bazaar was close to Flower Street and Willow Lane, and most of the pictures and love history books were sold around it.

The Six Banyan Trees is the largest bookstore in the city and has the largest collection of books, with the first floor on the left side for the daily trading of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and a tea house and a storytelling table on the right side for readers to communicate. There are large bookshelves in the atrium on the second floor of the bookstore, which are full of ancient and modern books. On the third floor is the Duobao Pavilion, which is said to be placed with the best things that are hard to find, and only the famous and rich will be invited to the third floor. As for the fourth and fifth floors, they are basically closed.

The carriage stopped in front of the Six Banyan Bookstore, and Ouyang Zhai did not get off immediately, but asked Xia Man to find the registration number of the shopkeeper. Not long after, someone came out to greet the master and asked him to get out of the car, and bowed in front to lead the way. Xia Man stayed behind to guard the carriage, and Lu Jiu'er followed behind the master in three steps and two steps.

Ouyang Zhai walked slowly into the bookstore, slowly climbing the stairs, and seemed to glance at the storyteller at the teahouse intentionally or unintentionally. Lu Jiu'er looked along the line of sight, the middle-aged storyteller had a white face and beard, was wearing a gray and white Confucian robe, holding a folding fan in his hand, and was shaking his head and talking eloquently. Nearby, more than a dozen scholars and children of your family sat around on the left, or sipping tea or listening attentively, or occasionally bursting out one or two "Okay!" Or Huer sighed and groaned, "I see." When others look at it, they feel that these people are stupid or stupid.

The leader led him all the way to an elegant box on the fourth floor and invited Ouyang Zhai to sit inside. In the box, there is a tea master standing on the side, and after seeing the guests taking off their robes and sitting, they will also bow and kneel to make tea. There is a cut of red plum standing alone in the white porcelain bottle, lonely and proud, and there is another style. The breeze is blowing, and the wisps of tea fragrance seem to be sandwiched with the fragrance of plum, and I am suddenly relaxed.

Lu Jiu'er was originally standing behind the master, but suddenly someone laughed before he arrived, and said loudly: "Mr. is here, there is a disappointment!" Forgiveness, forgiveness! ”

The figure in front of him swayed, and after seeing a low-key but wealthy figure entering, the leader just now smiled and waved to Lu Jiuer. She couldn't help but be surprised, and when she saw her master bowing slightly, she went out. The leader led Lu Jiu'er to the tea room next door, opened a pot of tea for her, and left her alone for a while, waiting for the adults to summon her.

Lu Jiuer suddenly felt bored, and when he saw that no one was paying attention, he walked back to the first floor to listen to the commentary. But the teahouse was a gathering place for men, and she leaned over to it to be too eye-catching, so she walked to the specialty counter on the other side and pretended to pick up a pen and inkstone, while listening attentively.

The storyteller has a strong voice, full of neutrality, and a strong penetrating voice, telling the content and commentary of one of the volumes of the Historical Records. The commentary is bold in wording, novel in thinking, and supplemented by current politics, acupuncture and current disadvantages, and every word is fine. The listeners nodded their heads in agreement, sometimes rubbed their hands, sometimes bowed their heads and groaned, and sometimes they were impassioned.

And the more Lu Jiu'er listened, the more clear she became, especially when she remembered the meaningful glance when her master went upstairs, and she was secretly complacent as if she had obtained some treasure. Our master, this is an old man, not old-hearted.

"Miss Ajiu." Someone approached and laughed.

"Brother Fu?" Lu Jiu'er turned her head sideways when she heard the voice, and looked left and right unconsciously, "Why are you here?" Is the eldest young master here too? ”

Blessed replied with a smile. "I'll come over and buy some things for the young master. Did Ah Jiu go out with Master Ouyang? Why are you here? ”

"The master is in the private room upstairs, and I am idle while I wait, so I will wander around." Seeing that Youfu was empty-handed, Lu Jiuer asked, "What do you want to buy?" Haven't picked it yet? ”

Youfu smiled slightly awkwardly. "Yes, I'm afraid there is no one in this store, so I don't dare to delay any longer, so I'll look elsewhere."

Don't be blessed, after waiting for nearly two teas, the master came down, threw a brocade bag into Lu Jiu'er's arms, and directly got into the carriage and set off home. The shopkeeper of the bookstore watched them away at the door, until the corner of the street was still standing in place.

Lu Jiu'er took the weight of the brocade bag, which was not heavy but a little light, and twisted it hard, making the sound of the paper rubbing. Glancing at the master who was leaning on the carriage and pretending to sleep, she gently opened the brocade bag to see, and it was actually a silver ticket. didn't dare to take it out to see the amount, so he quickly tightened the mouth of the bag and held it tightly in his arms, not daring to move again.