Qin Keqing bit her pink lips lightly and stood in front of the hanging flower door for a long time.

The evening light penetrates the treetops and shines obliquely on the glamorous face, as if it has a faint luster.

Just like her graceful and charming water-cutting autumn pupils, the eyebrows of the distant mountains seem to have a bit of indelible sorrow.

The figure wrapped in the pomegranate red dress was even more familiar and charming, and it was only after a while that he apologized and said, "Uncle, please here." ”

Absent-minded?

Fang Cai is not like this in front of Jia Rong.

Why are you showing yourself now?

Intentionally, or unintentionally?

Jia Cong frowned slightly, thinking in his heart: "According to the timeline, Jia Zhen forced her daughter-in-law Qin Keqing to submit, and it should be within these two years."

Although I can't bear to see the beauty die of incense, why is he not a mud bodhisattva crossing the river at the moment, should I intervene? ”

.........

The land area and scale of Ningguo Mansion and Rongguo Mansion are very similar, and both are Guogong Mansions.

After Jia Cong finished bathing, he was led to an upper room by Qin Keqing.

When you enter the door with your front foot, you can see a picture of "Burning Quinoa" hanging on the west wall directly opposite.

The couplet on both sides is copied: "The insight of the world is knowledge, and the practice of human feelings is the article."

Jia Cong was slightly stunned when he saw this, and couldn't help but underestimate it: This script is a bit familiar!

Isn't this the first room that Qin Keqing took Jia Baoyu to rest and went to first?

I remember that the big face treasure was still very picky, so he didn't sleep here, and then went to Qin Keqing's boudoir........"

Jia Cong pouted, did I get the wrong script?

Qin Keqing picked up a golden hairpin and stuck it on his temples, and when he turned around, he stopped and looked: "Uncle Cong also knows this picture?" ”

"Well, I saw it in a miscellaneous book."

Jia Cong responded casually, and saw that there was a question in her starry eyes.

He explained: "The book says that when Emperor Cheng of the Han Dynasty, an old man came to see Liu Xiang with a cane.

Teaching the five elements of Hongwen, coupled with this couplet, should be to persuade people to study diligently. ”

The enigmatic Qin Keqing was arguing endlessly in later generations, and Jia Cong paid no less attention to her than Bao Dai.

Listen to what he has to say.

Qin Keqing was a little surprised, didn't say anything more, and bowed to him dignified and elegant.

The pomegranate flower print on the skirt folded into a lock of soft overlap as she bent her knees slightly.

The hips are just rightly bulging with a seductive full moon, and the slender waist set off is full and can be held.

The woman's temples have been combed, her eyebrows have been drawn, and she is less than twenty years old, but she has the light and familiar charm of a young lady.

Jia Cong looked a little stupid for a while.

Qin Keqing's eyebrows were lowered, and a faint touch of rouge appeared on his cheeks.

Pretended to smile unconsciously: "It seems that Uncle Cong likes it very much."

I also asked my uncle to take a nap, and the Qin family went to prepare the meal first. ”

Without waiting for Jia Cong's reaction, a gust of fragrant wind struck, and Qin Keqing lowered the curtain and went out with slight steps.

The cold wind gently hit the slightly hot face, and Qin Keqing sat alone on the beauty lean.

"Third Uncle Cong is really knowledgeable, answering questions during the Lantern Festival, and planning to pick up Mama Wang, these are not inferior to Second Uncle Bao......

It would be nice if Uncle Xiaorong was willing to be motivated, and his father-in-law bought him a prison status, but he didn't go to Guozijian to study.

Although the house was rich and prosperous in the past, there are many drawbacks, and the old and young masters only care about having fun, and I am also powerless. ”

With that in mind

Qin Keqing sighed lightly and shook his head, teasing the little birds under the porch for a while, feeling even more bored.

No one can solve the sorrow in my heart, just like two canteens that have swelled, and no one has a pastime.

........

Green gauze curtain, silk soft quilt, neat and fragrant.

Jia Cong closed his eyes and lay on the bed, but his mind was thinking about Qin Keqing.

There are so many delicate beauties, do you really want to let it go to Na Jia Zhen to spoil it?

In the original work, Qin Keqing lost Tianxianglou with silver, and the red students of later generations scolded her for being a silver woman who disregarded humanity and did not know how to check.

Jia Cong's opinion of Qin Keqing is different, and he has his own opinions.

In such a feudal era, the status of women is not much better than that of social animals.

What's more, Qin Keqing is a weak woman, under the persecution of Jia Zhen, the father-in-law of birds and beasts, both soft and hard.

Coupled with a cowardly and incompetent waste husband Jia Rong, she either committed suicide to show her innocence, or lived with humiliation.

The word "death" is simple to say, but how many people can actually do it?

Yes, Jia Cong didn't dwell too much on this, and he definitely had to save it.

It's just that the time is not ripe yet, and it is not the immediate priority.

The most important thing at the moment is to enter the teacher-student network of the Great Chu Imperial Court through the imperial examination, otherwise he will not be able to do anything without power or power.

Moreover, the relationship between teachers and students in this era is sometimes more intimate and useful than that of father and son.

Now he has no right to speak in Xifu, let alone influence Jia Zhen, who has a knighthood.

Money is for official business, fire is so bad that the pig's head is rotten, you can't do things without silver, and you don't have much money on your body.

And there is also the time bomb of cheap sister-in-law "Wang Xifeng".

Jia Cong thought about it and was ready to sell the recently written "Xiaolin Guangji".

He had gone to the bookstore to ask the shopkeeper before, and learned that there were no joke books in this era.

This kind of ancient joke books should have a wider audience, and the scholar class also needs to be entertained, but there is no such thing as copyright in ancient times.......

.........

Spring in the north is not as warm as in the southern provinces.

As early as February, it was still snowing heavily in most parts of Shuofang.

The first to bloom in Jia Cong's garden are a few white magnolias, which are elegant and fresh.

The master and servant left the house and walked to a bookstore in East Hutong.

One is born, and the second is ripe.

Jia Cong is a regular customer, and the last time he bought a book was here.

The shopkeeper of the bookstore is from Jiangnan, and he has some relationship with the shop and the bookstore in the south.

As we all know, the courtiers are half Jiangxi, and Hanlin is more than Ji Shui.

The scholars of Nanzhili have always been more prosperous than those in the north, and their current literature naturally sells well in the north and south.

The shopkeeper's surname is Huang Ming Junlang, and after Jia Cong explained his intentions, he welcomed him to the inner room, but he didn't serve tea.

Huang Junlang roughly flipped through a few articles of "Xiaolin Guangji".

Immediately smelling a business opportunity, this book of jokes is sure to sell.

But his face was silent, pretending to be flat: "Little brother, your book of laughing Lin Guangji is really good, but ......

It's still not as hot as Shiwen, it's purely a joke, I can take ten taels of silver. ”

"Huh."

Jia Cong sneered, then sat up: "Tie Niu, let's go." ”

With his head held high, he walked straight out of the door without looking back.

I don't give him any opportunity to negotiate, and I have to do business with profiteers.

He's ruthless?

Then you'll have to be even more ruthless than him!

What's more, he is not the only big bookstore in the capital.

The Xiaolin Guangji copied by Jia Cong was written by a group of literati in the Qing Dynasty, but there was no Great Chu, and even less of the previous dynasty.

Although it is a joke book, the content is rich and colorful.

There are color jokes, there are ridicule of society, the text is short and concise, and it can always make people laugh and make people evocative.

Not to mention the amount of silver, Jia Cong felt that he racked his brains alone, writing and integrating according to memory fragments.

The cost of hard work and manual work is not just a cheap ten taels of silver.

"Alas, little brother wait first, and make money with anger! Harmony makes money! Let's talk slowly, little four, tea. ”

Huang Junlang smiled like a Maitreya Buddha: "That...... This book can't be written by the little brother alone, right? I think the person who wrote this book must have had an extraordinary experience. ”

"Why bother with this, do you do business or check your account?"

Jia Cong took a sip of hot tea and said unhurriedly: "Shopkeeper Huang, my laughing Lin Guangji is just the first part........"

The implication is that as long as the first part sells well, the next few parts can continue to be discussed.

"Huh? And the follow-up? ”

Huang Junlang's eyes lit up, and he thought again and again: "Little brother, the price is forty taels, this is the highest."

Buying and selling is not benevolent, and I hope that the little brother can patronize our store in the future. ”

"Okay, deal." Jia Cong smiled and nodded.

Huang Junlang paid off forty taels of silver on the spot.

Jia Cong didn't go to order, walked out of the store with Tie Niu, turned around and asked, "Have the three shopkeepers been invited?" ”

"I've all been invited, I've set a date before, and I'll go to Mandarin Duck Tower today."

Tie Niu paused and continued: "That Jin Xicai is a delivery shop, Gao Fu is all a rice shop, and Tian Youfu is a land rent........

They were all bankrupt by Lian's second grandmother's profit-making money, and they knew that they were not ordinary people after hearing the identity of their master. ”

Jia Cong nodded and said, "Let's go, let's go to the Mandarin Duck Tower and have a good talk." ”

He was ready to remove Wang Xifeng's power as the chief steward of Rongguo Mansion, so that he could not stumble on him.

Before long, a light snow like catkins fell in the capital.

……

Huang Junlang's Huang Ji Book Store is not a modern kind of bookstore.

Instead, it integrates editing, printing, workshops, and express delivery.

Movable type printing has been out for a long time, but its cost is higher.

Therefore, the private bookstores of the Great Chu Dynasty basically used engraving printing, although the efficiency was not high, but the cost was low.

The original author of Xiaolin Guangji's pen name was "Game Master", written by a group of literati in the Qing Dynasty.

Jia Cong brought some private goods and changed his pen name to "Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng".

This book of jokes is naturally stained with some color, but it is happy but not silver, just like the thought innocence in the "Book of Songs".

Huang Junlang is not worried about being seized, according to his experience, he can earn at least 100 taels in half a month for the first sale.

In this era, there was no concept of copyright, and the government would not control the printing of the same industry......

After looking at it for a long time, Huang Junlang laughed from time to time.

This book is really well written, not only humorous and interesting, but also satirizing the world!

"Master Chen is here!"

The guy outside suddenly shouted, and Huang Junlang suddenly became excited.

He hurriedly got up and ran out, kowtowed, and said with a smile: "Ouch, Master Chen is here, the small shop is shining, please!" ”

Chen Dongsheng, the imperial history of the Xicheng patrol, brought a few servants of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses.

Hearing this, his eyelids glanced lightly, he didn't speak, and walked straight into Huang Ji Book Store for a spot check.

Seeing a book by Xiao Lin Guangji on the tea table, he became interested in collecting books, so he flipped through a few pages.

Who would have thought, just read a page and laughed, the story of the first page is a satire on the incompetence of some county orders.

Chen Dongsheng almost laughed out loud, and when he found that Huang Junlang was on his side, he hurriedly coughed again, and he couldn't let go of the scroll.

Huang Junlang is a businessman, and he is good at observing words and feelings.

is secretly happy that he can win Chen Yushi's favor, and there will be more publicity in the future.

Huang Junlang was about to send him without saying a word, but Chen Yushi insisted on paying.

At the same time, he was warned not to sell illegal books, and Huang Junlang nodded his head again and again.

The Metropolitan Procuratorate is one of the three judicial departments, and the Five-City Metropolitan Procuratorate has jurisdiction over the Five-City Soldiers and Horses.

The Great Chu Dynasty Jingshi East/West/South/North/Middle, each city has a patrol of the imperial history, which is the seventh grade.

Specializing in the royal court's litigation cases, arresting thieves, sealing and other matters, under the feet of the Son of Heaven, it is even more severe.

Chen Dongsheng is a third-class Tongjinshi background, and he is well-known for his uprightness, and everyone in Xicheng is well-known.

For the sake of political achievements, Chen Dongsheng personally brought people to investigate some illegal incidents from time to time.

There were many onlookers who were talking from afar, and they saw Chen Dongsheng go up to the Mandarin Duck Tower.

Everyone gasped unconsciously, they knew very well who was patronizing this Mandarin Duck Tower on weekdays.

There are the sentient beings of the Shuntian Mansion, the superintendents of the Guozijian, and the Xiucai Juren.

A few of the petty officials and scholars in Beijing often come to the restaurant to recruit prostitutes.

corrupts morale and city culture, people know that if they are caught by this Judge Chen.

Then, tomorrow Chen Yushi will hand your fold to His Majesty the Emperor's imperial case.

Imperial History - The official is small and powerful, and the six Shangshu dare to spray, what else is there not to dare?

Chen Dongsheng went to the Mandarin Duck Restaurant with an iron face and selflessly, and continued to drink tea with great interest and read the laughing Lin Guangji.

When a few men in civilian clothes at the table next to him saw him, they were immediately frightened, and at the same time, they had resentment in their eyes.

These people are the Admiral's son, Xue Pan (Baochai's brother), and Feng Ziying, all of whom are meritorious descendants.

Jia Cong happened to be chatting with the three shopkeepers in this building, and he did not hesitate to invite wine and delicacies.

Gao Fuquan smoked a dry cigarette one by one: "I didn't expect that Jia Gongzi was so young and so sophisticated, it's a pity not to come to the shop to do business."

It's just that Xiao Lao'er also lost his capital, and he regretted that he was in a hurry to borrow the money from Laiwang's Yinzi, eight cents of silver, and more than a dozen of our brothers ran away. ”

Not to mention Tian Youfu, he bought a piece of land in the suburbs of Beijing and hired tenants.

As a result, just because of Wang Xifeng's seal money, he lost his family.

He only cared about eating and drinking, although he didn't speak, but after coming and going, they were also familiar with Jia Cong.

Jia Cong listened silently, and when others spoke, his eyes also looked at each other politely.

Wine and food are always let others go first, although it is the first time they meet, but the three of them all have a good impression of him.

looked at the dry tobacco in Gao Fuquan's hand.

Jia Cong was also a little stunned, thinking of the scene of spitting smoke rings in his previous life and said: "The three of you use it slowly, and you will leave first." ”

When Jia Cong went downstairs, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the table next to the staircase.

The book that Chen Yushi reads is very familiar, it seems to be my laughing Lin Guangji?

Jia Cong glanced around and found that as soon as Chen Dongsheng came, most of the people upstairs were gone, and the shopkeeper of the restaurant was also helpless.

Out of the Mandarin Duck Tower.

Tie Niu asked him where he was going, and Jia Cong looked up at the clear blue sky, and it was only noon.

"You take me to visit the suburbs again, and when you come back, take a look at Qing'er, as soon as Ming'er goes to school and moves out of the yard, there will be no leisurely days."