Ci Jinzhi

Chapter 343 Bait

The people in Hua Daizhao were indeed very happy.

Not to mention the idle petty officials like them, even those adults, many of whom are just in front of the public, they will drink the northwest wind just by going to Fengwei Restaurant a few times with their salary.

"It is said that the signature dish of Fengweilou is the crab roe buns. We were wondering how delicious it would be. Woohoo, it's so delicious!" Hua Daizhao choked.

It's a pity that his son can't eat such delicious crab roe buns.

Ci Daizhao ate so much that his mouth was full of oil, and the discomfort of working with a woman was gone.

If other women were like Xin Taizhao, he would be willing to live among women!

"How could it not be delicious? A cage of crab roe wrapped in one tael of silver." Qi Daizhao said this, even though he didn't have to pay for it, he still felt a sense of pain.

Is this eating crab roe buns? This is money-making!

"The four brothers like to eat, and each of them will take two cages away later." Xin You drank half a glass of wine, her brows relaxed, and her lips smiled.

Although the four waiters in the West Hall might seem a little weird to ordinary people, Xin You found it easy to get along with them.

"How can this be so embarrassing?"

The four of them declined, and when they left Fengwei Building, under Xinyou's insistence, each of them still carried two cages of crab roe buns.

The next day in the Yamen, "crab roe buns" became a hot topic among the four people in the west hall.

"My little boy cried after eating the crab roe buns. It's because of my incompetence as a father. If it weren't for Xin Daizhao, I would never have been able to let my dog ​​eat the crab roe buns from Fengweilou." Hua Daizhao sighed.

Seeing someone coming to the east hall, Ci Daizhao deliberately raised his voice: "Brother Hua, what you said is wrong. It was you and Xin Daizhao who made good friends, and my son was able to eat crab roe buns worth one tael of silver per cage. Then my son still relies on you." Only fathers can eat this."

Dai Zhao, who was passing by in the East Hall, stumbled and almost fell down.

How many? One tael of silver and one cage?

When he entered the east hall, he couldn't wait to talk.

There was silence in the east hall. After a while, someone stood up and said, "Ahem, I'm going out for a walk."

What kind of backbone is there? Xie Zhangyuan even dedicated a room for Xin Daizhao to work. Does Xie Zhangyuan have no backbone?

The clouds surrounding the Imperial Palace yesterday have not yet dissipated, and Xin You was already the center of people's attention. As a result, the banquet she entertained yesterday for a few people who were waiting for imperial edicts quickly spread quietly in the Hanlin Academy.

For a time, the number of people visiting the waiting room suddenly increased.

These people don't really want to do anything. For example, something new happened somewhere, or someone picked up a gold brick. Even though they know that they will never pick up another gold brick in the past, they still go for a walk.

The autumn sun is warm, the windows of the office are wide open, rice paper is spread out on the desk, and a girl in a green robe is writing something seriously.

"Don't disturb Xin Daizhao's purity. Xin Daizhao is writing a book." Ci Daizhao whispered.

"Write a book? What book did Xin Daizhao write?"

"Then I don't know. Xin Daizhao just started writing today."

"It should be a story like "Journey to the West", right?"

"No."

"How do you know it's not——" The person who said this suddenly stopped after reacting.

Xin You came over with a serious look on her face: "I have received a lot of teachings from my late mother. I recently plan to compile some of my late mother's thoughts into a book and publish them for dissemination."

Late mother? Isn't Xin Taizhao's mother the first queen?

The Hanlin clerk became very curious: "I heard that Xin Daizhao's secret skills in saving His Highness the Third Prince were taught by the late Empress. Is Xin Daizhao going to write these down?"

Others were excited.

It is said that Queen Xin knew many novel things. If they were published in books and magazines, she would definitely read them.

I listened to the words waiting for the imperial edict, but I wanted to persuade him.

Queen Xin is no longer here, so how can Xin Daizhao write it down and let others read it?

"It's not those." Xin You shook his head in denial, "It's some ideas about managing the world and benefiting the people."

Benefiting the world and benefiting the people? Some people lost interest after hearing this, but more people’s eyes changed.

"I'll continue to organize my thoughts." Xin You said politely, then turned and returned to the house.

The bait is now spread, but it will take some time for big fish and small fish to smell it. I wonder what kind of fish will be attracted then?

For the past few days, the girl who occupied a room to herself kept writing and writing. The scraps of paper she wrote formed into balls, and a lot of them were left on the table and on the floor.

That day, Xinyou opened the door and walked in. He glanced at her casually, his eyes flashing.

There was one less ball of paper thrown by the screen.

As if she was completely unaware, she walked to the table, pulled out a chair, sat down, and slowly began to sharpen the ink.

When they arrived at the lower office, four representatives from Hua Daizhao came to ask: "Is Xin Daizhao busy today? If not, we will treat you to tea."

Even though I couldn't afford Fengwei Restaurant, I had to pay for it several times.

"I'm going to a bookstore today."

"Is this Qingsong Bookstore?" Ci Daizhao came over and asked.

For a person like him who is talented but cannot write stereotypes, he is very fond of travel notes such as dialogue books, and Qingsong Bookstore’s reputation is built on stories in dialogue books.

"Yes. I'm writing a book, right? I've almost finished the idea in the past few days, and I'm starting to write quickly. I'll go to Qingsong Bookstore later and tell the shopkeeper that when the sixth volume of "Journey to the West" is released, it will be given as a gift. "

"Free gift?" Hua Daizhao was shocked.

Ci Daizhao advised: ""Journey to the West" is so popular in the capital that even people from other places will ask people to buy it. I don't know how many people are waiting for the sixth volume. If every copy of "Journey to the West" were given a copy of Daizhao's book, it would be a waste of money. That’s a lot of money!”

"So go and discuss with the shopkeeper of the bookstore and see how many books are appropriate to give away." If you want to be understood by more people, it can be considered as a filial piety."

In fact, she had no intention of doing so.

Those who come to buy books and read are all scholars, and most of those who can read and read come from wealthy families, or at least from well-off families.

They are not the beneficiaries of my mother's proposal, but are even the opposite parties. It can be said that this innovation can only be promoted from the top down, and spreading it among the people first will not be of much help.

It is difficult for poor people who are illiterate to understand its meaning. Even if they understand it, they will not be able to make waves.

However, it is still possible to force the other party to take action in a hurry. The disappearance of the paper ball in the office room proves her idea.

"Then Xin Daizhao goes to work and we will meet again another day."

Since Xin You was no longer in the west hall, he said these words while walking out. It's hard to say how many people listened except the four people in the west hall.

Xin You left the Hanlin Academy and went straight to Qingsong Bookstore.

The bookstore is doing good business at this time, and students from the Imperial College and government officials are the most common types of people.

Xin You got off the carriage and walked towards the bookstore, but was stopped by someone.

"Kou——Miss Xin?"

The voice sounded familiar. Xin You stopped and turned around, recognizing the young man who called her: "Mr. Meng."

Meng Fei came over and said, "It's really Miss Xin. I'm still a little worried about admitting my mistake."

Xin You raised her eyebrows slightly.

She had little contact with Meng Fei, but Meng Fei's tone was not distant. It seemed that it was because she was a good friend of Duan Yunlang's classmate.

Thinking of Duan Yunlang, Xin You asked smoothly: "Why don't you see...Second Young Master Duan?"

"Miss Xin doesn't know?" Meng Fei was surprised.

(End of this chapter)