The emperor glanced at it angrily, thinking that these bastards had spent all their lives on grabbing food, and hatefully poured down the plate of fish balls that had just come up, "These are all mine!" ”

Hua Jingchang: It doesn't matter, he doesn't like fish balls.

Hua Jingsheng: Then he will pour another plate of mutton.

Hua Jingzhen: He didn't believe it, and after a while, he grabbed his father and asked him to spit it out.

Hua Jingqin: He likes the lucky bag, and the fish balls are also contained in the lucky bag, which is more delicious.

Hua Jingyun: It's okay, he's just eaten a lot of it, and he doesn't want to eat it.

The brothers didn't make waves, and continued to fight, "Second brother, that's my beef." ”

"Fourth, that piece of pork loin fell from my chopsticks......"

Seeing this scene, the emperor was even more angry, and suddenly felt that eating alone was not happy at all, and he didn't care about any majesty, so he rolled up his sleeves and competed with his sons, and when he successfully snatched a piece of ribs from under Hua Jingchang's chopsticks, he laughed loudly, feeling super satisfied and delicious.

Compared with the liveliness of this table, the table of the ladies next to it is much warmer and more harmonious, eating slowly and logically, and the ingredients in the pot are tumbling up and down, which is very rich.

"The imperial grandmother tasted this fish ball, which is made by scraping the fish meat into a puree and adding seasonings, without thorns."

"Sister-in-law, the ribs have been deboned and ready to eat."

"Sixth brother and sister, your lotus root is ripe......"

The queen mother smiled and couldn't see her eyebrows, she felt that this atmosphere was lively, ordinary people's homes were like this, the family sat together and ate, and there was no need to pay attention to what food was not to sleep or sleep, how good it was to talk and laugh.

Looking at the great-grandchildren and great-granddaughters who are trying to eat with small bowls and spoons on the small table next to them, I feel even more satisfied.

I ate a lot of food for nearly an hour, from restraint to robbery, from the enthusiasm of grabbing to the stomach can't eat, from not eating to starting to talk, everyone is smiling the whole time.

Men also love gossip, Hua Jingchang said that the old man who is just and not Qi recently accepted a fifteen-year-old concubine, and the red sleeves are fragrant;

Hua Jingsheng said that the old editor of the Hanlin Academy wrote a loyal love poem last year, and last month he accepted the eighth concubine, which was regarded as a beautiful talk;

Hua Jingzhen said that this is nothing, the servant of the Ministry looks fierce but the literary style, he has to go to write lyrics for the girl in the Qinglou when he is free, people spend a lot of money on the Qinglou, he not only does not spend money when he visits the Qinglou, but also makes money, and he makes money to buy jewelry for his wife.

Hua Jingyun also had a good time, saying that the prefect of Yizhou raised forty or fifty singing and dancing girls, and they sang and danced when they had nothing to do, but this did not prevent people from governing Yizhou in an orderly manner, and it was getting better and better year by year.

Listening to the gossip of the courtiers from his sons, the emperor's jealous mouth was crooked, it was really just a casual pull-out of a person who lived more nourishingly than him, and he couldn't sleep with jealousy when he thought about it, so he wanted to clean them up.

I don't know how the topic came to making money, Hua Jingsheng joked, "Sixth, you are so good at making money, is there any good way to introduce it to the second brother?" ”

Hua Jingyun looked at the leftovers on the table and said with a smile: "You have it in front of you." ”

"In front of you?"

Hua Jingsheng didn't know why, Hua Jingyun said, "The soup and water left on the table are treasures in the eyes of those who have a heart." ”

"As long as you find out where there is money that you can't earn, such as pouring night incense, the profit is not ordinarily large."

Where do these high-ranking royal children know that this kind of filth can also make money, Wen Mianmian, who is very interested in this topic, explained it to everyone, and finally said, "Boss Yuan can be said to make a lot of money, the people have to give money for pouring night incense, and they have to give money for pouring firewood ash, these two things are dung and eggs together, how much land is in the suburbs of Beijing, and how many dung and eggs are needed in those lands every year, all of which are taken from him." ”

"It stinks a little, but the money is fragrant."

Even the emperor didn't expect that this industry could be hugely rich, and he sighed very much, and the people under his rule really knew how to make money.

"Wow wow!"

Xiao Xiurui, who was supported by the little flame, came, and looked up and babbled, what are you talking about?

This kid is strong, Xiao Huo is relatively thin, and before he can continue to 'wow wow' The two brothers fell down together, Xiao Xiurui sat up and asked Xiao Huo, "Ahhh ”

Do you hurt?

Xiao Huo sat on the ground and hugged him, "Brother, did you hurt from your fall?" ”

"Wow... Ahh

It doesn't hurt.

The nurses and grandmothers wanted to help, Wen Mianmian just let them watch from the sidelines, because soon Xiao Huo stood up and tried hard to pick up Xiu Rui, and the adults in the room were all looking at the excitement, only Jiang Shu was a little anxious, it would be better if her Jin'er could come forward to help at this time, but her Jin'er was playing with the other two sisters.

The two brothers worked hard with each other, and after a while, Xiao Xiurui successfully stood up, afraid of falling again, he hugged Xiao Huo's small waist hard, trying to support himself from falling.

The two brothers hugged each other tightly and didn't leave, just looked at the adults, the emperor took the lead and shouted hello, and the other people in the room also laughed, and the two brothers, who didn't know what the adults were laughing at, followed and giggled together, and were soon taken aside by the nurse to play.

The emperor came to enjoy the family, it was quite satisfied, and it was pleasing to the eye to see a few sons, and it was rare to praise several people, and for a time it was a scene of father and son's filial piety. ???.

Waiting until the moon Emperor Zhongtian wanted to return to the palace, he took Xiao Xiurui away before leaving, Xiao Xiurui held his brother Xiao Huomiao's hand and didn't let go, and finally Xiao Huo also went with him, you must know that now Xiao Huo came to his sixth uncle to sleep every once in a while, and he was used to not returning at night.

Hua Jingchang and his family were naturally happy, Hua Jingsheng and his family were a little disappointed, originally their Jin'er also had a chance, but he himself was unwilling, and they had no way to take him as an adult.

"Do you want to teach Jin'er well?"

If only Xiu Rui was the only one, it would be good to say, now that the little flames are living in the palace, Jiang Shu will inevitably be a little anxious.

Hua Jingsheng handed over his sleeping son to the nurse to take to be placed, and patted Jiang Shu's hand, "Don't be so anxious, Jin'er is timid, you can take him out for a walk in the future." ”

"It's really not okay, you learn from the sister-in-law, if you have nothing to do, send Jin'er to the sixth brother and sister, there is also a daughter of General Wen Da in the sixth brother and sister, doesn't Jin'er also like to play with her?"

"As for the rest," Hua Jingsheng sighed, "Slow down for the time being." ”

He himself can't see the situation clearly, the competition between their brothers was almost not on the surface, all he thought about all day long was how to pull each other off the horse, or spoil each other's affairs, now it seems that everyone is not fighting, one by one knows how to work hard, strange harmony.

Everyone fell silent, and he jumped up and down alone was too eye-catching, so let's take a look at the situation first.

Jiang Shu understood her thoughts, and quickly adjusted herself, saying that she was too careful with her children to develop a timid temperament, and she should indeed take her out for a walk.

When it came to the sting, a spring thunder exploded in the sky, and the two Xiao Xiurui brothers and sisters were scared, one hid in his mother's arms, and the other looked at the sky with wide eyes.

"Boom~"

The spring thunder continued to explode, the fine and dense rain fell, and soon the rain became a trend, and the people of the capital were jubilant.

I hope that the price of food that has risen will be reduced again.

The spring thunder suddenly shows that all things are recovering, the willow branches along the river seem to have smoked green shoots overnight, a piece of tender green, many people stand in this side of the world to feel the breath of spring, there is the anxious paper kite has already risen against the spring breeze, so that the sky is also lively.

On this different day, a piece of Wangjiang Terrace is surrounded by red ropes, and a platform is built inside, and a red carpet is laid on the platform, on which a table is placed, and behind the platform is a tall background board, on which is a painting by Mrs. Wen herself.

The grass grows and the warbler flies, the paper kite is full of the sky, and the children laugh and hold the thread in their hands, and they seem to be able to hear the laughter from those paintings.

There are also several vigorous and powerful characters written on the painting: 'It's time to read in spring'.

Seeing that there were already a lot of people queuing, the people who were playing here were very curious, and someone stepped forward to ask, "Brother Tai, what's the big deal with this meeting?" ”

The person who was asked said with excitement, "The library issued a new book today, which is the "Pavilion Secret Book" written by the Guozijian Liao Boss himself, this book teaches people how to behave in the world, how to cultivate self-cultivation, this book asked the ancient dean of the Heart Academy to read it and was greatly admired, and also wrote a preface to this book. ”

"Today, Mr. Liao will come to talk to us in person, no, I specially bought a book, and I want to ask Mr. Liao to write an inscription for me, and I will get a touch of the old man's literary style."

The person behind this person said, "I heard that this book was specially written by Mr. Liao for the children and grandchildren of the Liao family, and it took twelve points of thought, and it was from the library to Mr. Liao's house to ask for it, and the old man was a student who had taught for decades, saying that the teacher preached and taught to solve doubts, and he was willing to take it out for everyone to read, as long as the people who read it thought it was useful, it would not be regarded as him living up to his hard work." ”

After saying this and that, his face was full of excitement, and he felt that if he bought Mr. Liao's book, he would be very good at dealing with the world.

The people who inquired about this matter were very excited, and saw that these people in line had books in their hands, and then inquired about the price, and after learning that it was not too expensive, they said that they wanted to buy a copy, and it was good to read it themselves or show it to their children and nephews.

Before he arrived at the library, he saw a long queue, and he heard someone say that there were only 200 copies today, and when they were sold out, they would wait for the next batch, and they wanted to ask what the next batch would come out, but they didn't know.

In this way, I was even more nervous, for fear that I would sell out when it was my turn, and I was even more anxious when I heard the person who bought the books in front of me say that there were not many books to move out.

And he clearly saw the joy and pride in the eyes of those who bought the books, especially when he saw that they were still queuing, and he didn't hide his refreshed looks.

In the lounge behind the library building, Mr. Liao was very puzzled, "Didn't you say that there are five hundred books?" ”

Wen Mianmian sat and ate tea while he was there, put down the teacup and opened his mouth slowly, "Rare things are expensive, and if you release them at one time, the effect will be greatly discounted if you can't sell them out." ”

"It is necessary to make some people unable to buy, the more they can't buy, the more they want to buy, and the people who buy it will cherish it more at the same time."

Mr. Liao......

"People who do business have such complicated minds and are so treacherous?"

How did he know that selling a book also had to plot people's hearts?

Wen Mianmian said with a smile: "You now know that the business is not easy to do, it is definitely not that everything will be fine when you put the items on the table and open the door." ”

"You and I can rest assured, you don't have to worry about these things, all you have to do is to come forward and encourage those who bought the book for a while."

Mr. Liao picked up the teacup and sighed, and sure enough, he was afraid that the alley would be deep because of the aroma of wine, and Maxima would have to meet Bole to succeed.

The selection of paper printing and publicity, the arrangement of the mouth to speak, and various plans are only for the sake of good book sales.

"It's not easy."

At this time, the noise at the gate of the library building was much louder, and just now the guy officially announced that the books had been sold out, "I'm really sorry for everyone, there really isn't any." ”

The hearts of the people who have been queuing for a long time have fallen to the bottom, "When will there be a new one, we have been queuing for so long, we just want to read this book." ”

"yes, we came so early, why are we gone just before we get in line?"

The guy could only apologize again and again, at this time Zhang Hongda walked out and threw his hand at everyone, "Everyone, I'm really sorry, this matter is not considered by our library, and you gentlemen didn't buy your favorite book today, but don't worry, we have sent someone to the printing workshop to urge, and the printing workshop promised us to print for us from now until tomorrow. ”

What can the crowd do?

Someone said in a hurry, "Then let's pay the money first, and we will come directly tomorrow to get it." ”

"That's it, let's give the money first."

"Yes, we won't be able to buy it tomorrow."

Zhang Hongda's heart blossomed, but his face was embarrassed, "I know you are in a hurry, rest assured, this book will be available to everyone sooner or later, and everyone will come early tomorrow, as for the matter of deciding down first, we have not done it here, and we dare not do it, there is no reason to collect the money first, everyone please be early tomorrow, now go to Wangjiangtai to guard, and you can see Mr. Liao in a while." ”

As soon as he said this, everyone had a good impression of the library, not that they were moved when they saw the silver, and soon these people dispersed, and Zhang Hongda happily went to the lounge to report to Wen Mianmian.

After listening to him, Mr. Liao was even more emotional, got up and honestly went to say a few words to the person who bought it, mentioned a few words, and then went home, he didn't dare to have a deep friendship with these business people, it was too sinister.

Soon, more sinister things were realized by him again, because the library arranged a very large pomp and circumstance for him, escorted all the way to the platform of Wangjiang Terrace, and the key was to arrange a master of ceremonies, who said in a loud voice 'The arrival of spring, the revival of all things';

And through the beginning of spring, he said, "What kind of wind and rain create what kind of flowers and leaves?" and from this, he leads to "what kind of book can make you what kind of person you become." ’

The emcee's mouth was as lubricated as oil, and the words were very demagogic, and Mr. Liao, who was originally full of confidence in his masterpiece, was inexplicably a little more empty-hearted, for fear that what he wrote would not be worthy of this praise.

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