Chunguang Brocade

Chapter 54 Something is wrong

Shen Chuxia smiled, "Let's sit down and chat."

"Talk... what are you talking about?" People in their 40s are not used to sitting down and chatting with a boy in a serious manner, and always find it weird.

"We'll know after we talk." Shen Chuxia asked the proprietress to sit down again.

The proprietress was waiting for Ai Ai, and sat down uneasy like a primary school student who was called to the office by the teacher.

This sitting, the luck of the store seems to follow.

An hour later, Shen Chuxia brought the little rabbit out of the couple's noodle shop. Although there was sunshine outside, the wind was very cold, blowing coldly on her body.

"Brother Xia, should we go back now, or..."

"Help the scholar choose the shop."

"Now?"

"Ah."

"But we just came out for breakfast this morning, so we haven't shopped yet and asked about it?"

"Didn't ask?" Shen Chuxia asked back.

Little Rabbit remembered, "I asked about your father before."

"That's it……"

Little Rabbit pursed her lips, how could he have the ability to remember her with a photograph.

Here, Shen Chuxia has been here. The place where his cheap father lived before he was arrested is not far from here, just a few alleys to the west. After so long, the house has been auctioned off by the court.

It wasn't until evening that Little Rabbit took Shen Chuxia to find the young scholar who happened to meet in the husband-and-wife store. He was collecting old books at the pawnshop, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long."

"We interrupted."

The scholar hurriedly asked the boy to open the courtyard door, "I'll put these books away first, you can do whatever you want."

In a city full of fish and dragons, he unexpectedly rented such a small yard. There were many flowers, plants and trees in the front and back of the house. It was like an exquisite courtyard custom-made for young artists.

"Is this house yours?"

The young scholar had already finished his work, sent the pawnshop flatbed cart away, and finally had time to reply to Shen Chuxia's words, "It was left to me by my grandfather."

Let’s just say, the rented one has such a literary courtyard, Shen Chuxia asked: “Are you from the capital?”

He shook his head, "No, I'm from Jiangnan. My grandfather was an official in the capital, and this courtyard was left behind at that time."

It turned out to be the second generation of officials.

"Your grandpa..."

The young scholar looked sad.

"sorry."

Shen Chuxia is also a promising young man who has studied and traveled all over the world in modern times. She chatted with the young scholar very well. It was dark and the teenagers couldn't make it back to Nancheng, so she was invited by him to stay.

In order to express his gratitude, Shen Chuxia asked Shao'an to go outside to buy ingredients and come back. In the evening, everyone gathered around and had a warm hot pot.

There is nothing in this world that cannot be solved by a meal of hot pot. If there is, then two meals.

The next day, Shen Chuxia and Zhang Feiran became good friends who talked about everything, and also learned about his life experience and future ideals and ambitions.

"If you don't do scientific research and become an official, how can you do things for the common people?" Having seen his study, seen his collection of books, and read his articles, Shen Dezhi was very envious and couldn't help feeling sorry for him.

Zhang Feiran looked angry, "The current Wei Dynasty is full of smog, and even the scientific examinations are gone, so there is no hope for the children of poor families."

"Your grandfather's contacts are especially good. You can ask them for recommendations. With your qualifications, not only can you be awarded an official position, but the official position should be good." Yuan Shao'an couldn't help but advise him.

He shook his head, "Once you are recommended, you have to pay homage to the sect. To worship the sect is actually to vote for a certain official instead of standing in the same team. No matter what ideals you have, it is useless unless you become the sect."

The crowd was silent.

Shen Chuxia raised a smiling face: "Open a bookstore to spread knowledge, let more people be literate, and let the people of Liming get rid of their ignorance. This is also to have the world in mind. I support Brother Zhang."

"Thank you Brother Shen." Zhang Feiran also knew that he was not a businessman, "I heard people say that you came up with the idea of ​​combining houses and shops in Nancheng, is it true?"

"Of course." The little rabbit said proudly.

"I also ask Brother Shen to give me some ideas on how to make this bookstore a success."

Shen Chuxia asked, "Brother Zhang, have you visited many bookstores?"

"Yes, but they don't seem to be what I want, but I don't know what I need..." Shen Chuxia moved forward slightly, listening to his inner voice.

Another seven-day appointment arrived, but the host seemed to be too busy to forget it, and the little lady Shen didn't even take the initiative to come.

Mu Tong was very angry, he secretly asked someone to invite Miss Shen, but Jin Wei came back and said, "Miss Shen is not at home."

"Did you go to Paulownia Hospital?"

Konoe said, "No."

Mu Tong gritted his teeth, "Does she want to save her father?"

Jin Wei dared to say something more, "Master didn't seem to have given the chance to let Miss Shen save him."

Mu Tong blinked.

In the beginning, Miss Shen mentioned her father in front of the master, but since she agreed with the master to see her father every seven days, she stopped mentioning it. Not only that, she neither told jokes nor flattered her when she ate with the master, as if it was just for a meal. After a meal, wipe your mouth and leave.

What do you think of as the master?No wonder the master became less and less interested in her, and forgot that it was another seven-day appointment.

Standing at the door, Mu Tong looked up at the sky with a bored look, but his heart was full of worries, the master was clearly interested in Miss Shen, why didn't he want her?

Could it be that the master... um... he didn't dare to think about it anymore, it must not be the master, it's just that Miss Shen is unfeminine and can't make men fall in love, yes, it must be like this.

If you don't come, don't come, let's see how she can get along without the protection of the master.

"What are you doing, Mu Tong, your eyes are rolling like a dead fish, I thought you were going to die."

"Go, go, a dog can't spit out ivory." Mu Tong rolled his eyes again, "Didn't His Highness ask you to pick up Lord Su, and where?"

Zhishi smiled, "Master Su said that he just came back to Beijing, so he should be active first."

Mu Tong rolled his eyes again, "How dare you not meet His Highness first, be careful to kill him."

"Haha..." Zhishi leaned forward and backward with a smile, "Are you jealous?"

"Go, I'm not jealous. What's good about a woman is trouble."

"Haha..." Zhishi laughed again.

After not coming for three days, Su Juesong thought he had gone to the wrong place, so he took two steps back, walked out the door, looked up at the front of the door, "Zhu's breakfast diary." That's right, he stepped into the small restaurant again.

The proprietress Zhu Erniang saw the nobleman coming, she quickly said to the crowd surrounded by the white wall, "Everyone make room, please take a look at Master Su, maybe he can match the next couplet."

The small restaurant is as chaotic as a school, Su Juesong thinks something is wrong, and looks up at the wall that everyone gave up: four dogs will eventually become a weapon, more mouths and fewer dogs.

Zhu Erniang smiled all over her face, "Master Su, they can't agree with this pair, so please find out what is right for you?"

The couplets are strange and not right, Su Juesong frowned slightly and asked: "How can a good breakfast shop look like a literati's elegant house?"

Zhu Erniang was a little embarrassed, "Master Su, today I have stomach-warming mutton noodles, do you want to bring you a bowl?"

He nodded, and glanced at the wall again, it was a word couplet, which word should be opened to match it?He didn't agree until he finished eating the mutton noodles, "Who made this couplet?"

(End of this chapter)