Chapter 6: Finding the Man Who Wrote the Book
This little princess is the notorious "Lord of Hades", and if she offends her, she is afraid that her head will fall to the ground.
The shopkeeper trembled and handed over the princess identity card with both hands.
In fact, Feng Nanqi is not as terrible as rumored, but if she wants to accomplish what she wants in this world, then this path is relatively the most convenient.
No matter how avant-garde Feng Shangchen and Feng Nanqi's ideas are, the values formed over thousands of years cannot be changed overnight.
Ye Han, an ethics teacher at Shanghai Patriotic Girls' School, once preached to students in class: "...... China's "Female Commandments" and "Four Books of Women" are textbooks that teach women to rely on naΓ―ve and inferior men. β
Nowadays, women are willing to commit themselves to others, working day and night at home with their husbands and children, how many men have ever been grateful to Dade? But everything is just a woman's business.
When he becomes yesterday's yellow flower, which man doesn't still have three wives and four concubines, and his new love is still the same?
Therefore, if Feng Nanqi does not choose to become a "barbaric princess" but to learn those so-called "female morality", then she will inevitably become a member of the gradual decay in this long historical change.
It's just that Feng Nanqi doesn't know, even if he doesn't learn the so-called women's virtues. In this society where the idea of "male superiority and female inferiority" is deep-rooted, the society that she and Fengchen desire is still far away.
What does she need is just a beautiful blueprint for society?
"This princess forgives you, get up!" Feng Nanqi snatched the identity card, and the shopkeeper stood up, lowered his head, and didn't dare to look at her directly.
"I wonder what the princess is doing when she stoops down to come to the library?" The shopkeeper cautiously asked about the "unruly princess" in front of him.
When he first looked at it, he just thought it was an ordinary doll, and he couldn't imagine that this was the real princess.
But the princess shouldn't have come this time just to oppress him, right? After all, his precious Qin Ye Rong was almost ruined by her.
Feng Nanqi listened to what he said, his expression slowly relaxed, and then he found two stools, one tall and one low, and placed them in front of the counter, picking out a few books from them.
There is a strange story, as well as a few popular drama books and some poems that sell very ordinarily or even dismal.
"I'm looking for the authors of these books."
The shopkeeper picked up the book and flipped through it, and said to her, "I have a little impression that there are only a few people here, especially the author of this strange story. β
He singled out a few books of plays and poems, "I have their addresses for these people, and I don't know the rest." β
Feng Nanqi looked at the book that was not picked out and was a little lost, and then took out the original strange story.
"Doesn't this person have an address?"
The shopkeeper shook his head: "Many of our books are contacted by letters, although the author of this strange book came to the door in person, but every time he took the manuscript money and left." β
"And do you know his name? Do you remember what he looked like? Feng Nanqi's eyes lit up, if he had taken a photo and knew his name, it would be much easier.
"His name is Qingzhi and his surname is Jiang. is a poor scholar, and an old mother is seriously ill, so he has to come to sell literature. The shopkeeper lamented, with deep regret in his eyes.
Feng Nanqi suddenly felt a twitch in her heart, she used to be like this.
"What about this "The Other Side"?" Feng Nanqi took out another one, and the shopkeeper shook his head.
"The Other Shore" is a drama about a man who falls in love with a play with a moving voice like a nightingale. Although the man promised the actor to have a couple for the rest of his life, in the end he cruelly abandoned her to marry a young lady from a large family, and let her reputation be ruined and humiliated by everyone.
The drama was heartbroken, singing songs day and night, longing for the man to fall in love with her again. In the end, he sang dumbly and was abandoned by the troupe.
At the request of the playwright, the troupe agreed to let her perform the last play.
The condition is before sunset the next day.
The drama was overjoyed, so she invited the man who had cruelly abandoned her to watch, promising that she would never be pestered by him again.
It was a silent drama, and the poignant emotions of the play were transmitted to the hearts of the audience through the movements and the sad eyes.
Everyone was in tears.
At the end of the song, the drama thrust the sharp hairpin into the heart of the man who only left his back.
The hairpin had been a gift from the man to her.
The day before the performance, she cried and sharpened the tip of the hairpin.
The drama once thought that if the man was willing to turn back, if he was willing to keep his promise, she would put an end to this unclean body.
But he wanted to finally become a weapon that cut off all the memories between them.
The blood of the drama and the man stained her white dress red, and the tassels of the dress dyed red were like the flowers that bloomed on the other side in the legend.
There are flowers on the other side,
There is no relationship between the flowers and the leaves.
Lethe River is faint,
Between him and the shore is the moat.
The road to fire is long,
Past lives and present lives are scattered.
May the heart be mourned,
The flowers and leaves are no longer seen.
The writing of this "The Other Shore" is delicate, and the words are like life between them.
The infatuation of the play and the betrayal of the man are the beginning of all tragedies.
The words are deep and heartfelt, like crying and complaining. The people who watched it cried day and night, and even Feng Nanqi couldn't help himself for a long time.
With such a writer and such a talent, how can he turn a deaf ear and not be under his command?
It's a pity that there are no other clues other than the pen name of "pick".
"Is there anything the princess is looking for them?" The shopkeeper looked at Feng Nanqi with the appearance of a little adult, and suddenly asked very doggedly.
Feng Nanqi rolled his eyes, "What's the matter with you?" β
The shopkeeper smiled when he saw the white-eyed man, and the princess doll suddenly became quite cute.
Except, of course, the matter of plucking his piano leaf banyan.
"Then give me the other people's addresses." Feng Nanqi was a little helpless.
When the shopkeeper heard this, he went to the counter and checked the account book, picked up a pen and wrote down the addresses and names of the remaining people.
Feng Nanqi climbed onto the stool, lying on the table staring at the shopkeeper's writing with big eyes, his little face full of disgust.
"You said that you wrote a book that is uglier than me?"
The ink on that piece of paper was flying and the phoenix was dancing, and Feng Nanqi said that he didn't understand a word.
"It's ugly, it's art." The shopkeeper's dissatisfaction Feng Nanqi said that his cursive writing was too ugly, and the cursive writing he wrote was quite famous in Lancheng.
A doll is a doll, even a princess is still a doll and doesn't understand anything.
As a result, Feng Nanqi met his faint gaze, and saw her fleshy little finger pointing at his remaining Qin Ye Rong and coughed.
"The little one will be rewritten immediately, and the one will be rewritten immediately." If it weren't for his beloved Qin Ye Rong, he wouldn't have succumbed.
got the address with a neat font, Feng Nanqi looked very happy. The little face bloomed with joy, "It's pretty much the same." β
Just as she was about to pat her ass and leave, someone happened to walk at the door.