Early in the morning, before dawn, Liu Ping opened his eyes, got up and dressed, trotted to the top of the mountain, and waited for the sunrise.

After absorbing the purple qi, he returned home the same way.

At this time, the mother also got up, boiling rice porridge, the rice porridge was very thick and fragrant, and after drinking it in a hurry, the carriage that came to pick it up came.

"I'm leaving. "I said hello to my mother and my sister who had just woken up.

Looking at her departing son, Liu's mother advised: "Be careful on the road, study hard in the palace, and don't cause trouble." ”

"Of course this son knows. Liu Ping replied, waved his hand at Liu Yue again, got into the carriage, and the coachman immediately raised his whip. In the morning, there was no one on the road, and it took about forty-five minutes to reach the gate of the palace.

Yesterday, it had been registered and explained, so the doorman recognized Liu Ping, and was led by a subordinate to the library building.

The library building has two floors, covering a wide area, and when I walked inside, I looked at the rows of bookcases and the books that were full of books, and Liu Ping's eyes suddenly lit up.

"In addition to you, there are three other transcribers in the library, and the young master has ordered, these three people, you can dispatch them at will. The maid on the side said, her expression was a little arrogant, she could be a maid in the palace, her appearance, although not peerless, was also dignified. However, Liu Ping is a friend of the young master of the palace, and she does not dare to offend in the slightest.

"This is Mu Zhonghe, this is Li Xiang, this is Fang Yi. The maid pointed to the other three people and introduced them by name, and said: "The young master said, your specifications are treated according to your guests, and when the meal arrives, someone will bring you three dishes and one soup to enjoy separately." Since I brought you here, I'll step back first. ”

"I'm tired. Liu Ping nodded in thanks, and then looked at the three of them.

These three people are very old, about thirty or forty years old, the same age as Liu Ping's father, but they are only children, and they are already very frustrated to do these jobs for a living.

Although this shijie has a movable type printed jishu, it is not flexible, so there is room for transcription.

The three of them looked at Liu Ping, their hearts were awe-inspiring, and their eyes were filled with envy, they were really young, how good would it be if they could go back to such a young age? Without the slightest contempt, the person in front of him was a child at the age of thirteen, maybe he would be a Xiucai after this autumn, and at that time, his status would rise by an unknown amount.

Meet Liu Ping one by one, and they can be regarded as acquaintances.

Liu Ping didn't say much to them, and immediately began the work of transcribing. If you are an old showman, there may be some points to ask for advice, bad luck, unparalleled literary talent, but there are many people who can't be admitted to the exam, but the old boy? Heh, that's stupid at all.

The three of them also felt Liu Ping's attitude more or less, a little angry, but they didn't dare to say more, their hearts were full of bitterness, and they were helpless at all, there was this point, and they abandoned their studies when they were young, which had a lot to do with it, and now they are looked down upon, who can blame them?

The work of transcription requires a high degree of pen control, if there is a typo in a piece of paper, then it is necessary to copy it again, and the person who makes the transcription often needs to be very careful, and writing a thousand words an hour is already considered good.

But Liu Ping doesn't need to worry about this, with the deepening of Jinghua Baozhen's cultivation, his control of the body has become more and more handy, and his memory has become better, which can be regarded as completely unforgettable, of course, he also needs to review occasionally, otherwise his memory will be blurred, but that's it, he is far beyond ordinary people.

Soon, in less than half an hour, Liu Ping had already copied a book. Relieved, he put the first base of paper aside and continued to transcribe the next volume.

Although he has very little working time, his work ability is equivalent to those three people.

Mu Zhonghe, who was next to him, watched Liu Ping finish copying a book, and was stunned for a moment, so fast, and secretly thought in his heart, this young man should not have a typo and change it at will, right? If that's the case, he will deduct his wages.

If you want to see Liu Ping's joke, you will carefully pick up the transcript, and when you look at it at first glance, you will be immediately surprised, good words!

Looking at the handwriting, I can't help but feel a little ashamed, Mu Zhonghe has been transcribing for so many years, and he writes a good hand, but compared with this Liu Ping's character, it is more than a step worse, his handwriting even has his own style, a unique and very charming style.

These ordinary people can't see it, but people like Mu Zhonghe, who have studied words deeply, can easily see it.

After a trance in my heart for a while, I checked the book again, and found that there was not a single correction or typo, which is amazing.

Li Xiang and Fang Yi on the side saw that Mu Zhonghe was holding Liu Ping's transcript in a daze, and hurriedly walked over to watch, both of them were shocked.

"Mr. Liu, your words are really good. Fang Yi complimented.

"Where? My handwriting is still far from that of gentlemen. Liu Ping said with a smile.

These words made the three old faces of the three people next to them blush, and then went back to continue working.

After a few hours, Liu Ping finished his lunch, even if the work was completed, looking at the three people who were ready to continue copying, Liu Ping said: "Wait, I have something to ask a few people." ”

"What's the matter?" Mu Zhonghe and the three of them were stunned at the same time, and hurriedly asked.

Liu Ping said: "These books are too messy, I want to compile a general outline and organize them according to classification." ”

"General?"

Then Liu Ping said his thoughts, which made the eyes of the three people in front of him light up, but he said with some embarrassment: "But this matter is not something we can decide, it's always bad to do it in private?"

"It's not for you to sort it out, I'll tell Master Wang about this. What I've asked you to do is look up the books, catalog a general outline, and then arrange the books in order. Liu Ping said with a smile: "Moreover, just the three of us, how much time will it take to tidy up this huge library? I am ready to ask for a few more people to come and help." ”

After a while, this matter reached the ears of Master Wang, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and he clapped his palms and said, "This is really a good idea." Okay, yes, send ten more dexterous subordinates, let Liu arrange it, if this matter is done, reward him with ten taels of silver. ”

So the old butler of the housekeeper Wang's mansion brought the original words of the king and brought ten subordinates.

This made Mu Zhonghe and the three of them even more stunned, a little incredulous, looking at the reward, his heart was full of envy, and secretly said, this matter, weishenme himself has not thought about it?

It's really different from person to person.

In fact, the reason why Liu Ping wants to organize it like this is not to reward money, but to facilitate the search for some books.

Ten subordinates sorted out all the books in two days. Half a month has passed, and Wang Hong has also looked for Liu Ping a few times, because of the last incident, he was grounded and not allowed to leave the palace, so every time he saw Liu Ping, he complained.

These days, in the morning and evening, Liu Ping has also looked for Angelica Angelica, but he has not found it, and he can't help but feel a little depressed.

At noon on this day, as soon as Liu Ping finished eating, he saw a young man in gorgeous clothes walking in, and Mu Zhonghe and the other three hurriedly saluted him: "I've seen the second son." ”

"Why are you here again?" Liu Ping didn't want to see this guy, if there was no disturbance from this guy these days, I am afraid that he would have been completely sure of being admitted to Xiucai, and now he is only seventy or eighty percent, but fortunately, there is still enough time.

"No need to be polite. Wang Hong waved his hand at the three of them and said with a smile: "How can you talk to me in such a tone? ”

"If you have something to say, talk about it, and if you fart, let it go. Liu said impatiently, the relationship with this guy is getting better day by day, and his speech is becoming more and more casual.

What made Liu Ping a little surprised was that the more he said this, the happier Wang Hong became, and the better the relationship with Liu Ping, he couldn't help but secretly smack his tongue, this guy is really cheap.

"Wonderful, another punchline. If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have a fart, let it go. Haha, that's funny. Wang Hong hahadaxiao, said: "Then I won't talk nonsense, my grounding days have finally come to an end, I want to go out for a trip, and my father is also approved, how about it, let's go together?"

Liu Ping thought for a while and said, "Okay." Where to go?"

"Huoyun Mountain. Wang Hong opened the fan, and the three big characters of Huoyun Mountain were written on it.

Taking advantage of the carriage, I came all the way to Huoyun Mountain.

There are no fire clouds in Huoyun Mountain, but there are countless maple trees all over the mountains, and in autumn, all of them turn into fiery red, and from a distance, they look like fire clouds on the horizon, and this title is inherent.

But when autumn comes, Huoyun Mountain becomes extremely crowded with tourists. The flow of people is surging, and the crowding is abnormal, but the Wang family has its own way, and soon, he took Liu Ping to a secluded mountain, admiring the maple leaves, Wang Hong's mood became better and better: "It's really beautiful." ”

"I thought you would show me around the kiln. Liu Ping pursed his lips and said, "Why do you think you're not corrupt at all?"

"I never go to the place of Qinglou Restaurant, in Qinshui County, I have the title of a gentleman, where is it like ......" Wang Hong said smugly, but halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped and looked at a certain place blankly.

Liu Pinggang wanted to taunt a few words, but when he suddenly stopped, he followed his gaze and was taken aback.

Not far away, a fair girl pulled a cute little Lori through the maple tree. That fair girl, with a smile on her face and a beautiful face, is really moving. And that little girl is also extremely cute, which makes people can't help but have a desire to protect.

Wang Hong was already stunned, and looked at the girl without blinking.

The two stunning colors, one big and one small, also noticed Wang Hong and Liu Ping, and suddenly, the cute little Lori suddenly got rid of the palm of the fair girl, rushed towards Liu Ping, and shouted in surprise: "Little Xianggong!"

The wind rushed over and broke into Liu Ping's arms, the enthusiasm of the little Lori caught Liu Ping a little off guard, listening to her shout, he suddenly opened his mouth wide: "You are ...... Angelica dahurica?"