The prince does not fight for the heir

Chapter 31 Is there a bookstore at home? !
That night, when I went to Qingtongyuan again, the brothers and sisters met routinely. Fu Xuechen, who was unhappy, and Fu Yuchen, who was full of joy after getting the beautifully crafted new printing machine, became the most stark contrast.

While playing with the printing press, Fu Yuchen listened to Fu Xuechen's story about what happened that day. He was a little surprised at her creativity that could cause trouble, but he didn't take it seriously.

The Fu family is Wu Xun, a prince of the state, and their fathers and grandparents followed the emperor to conquer the world. When they grow up, their descendants will at least be the source of talents for the palace guards with swords and guards in front of the palace. Now it is just an improved design of a small firecracker. Not worth worrying about at all.

It wasn't until Fu Xuechen used wax paper and a stylus to print out the design drawings of the new guns and bullets and handed them to him, and explained to him the design concept and the functions of each component in detail, that he looked up at Fu Xuechen in shock. .

"How do you have such a brain?! You can even design this kind of thing." Fu Yuchen actually wanted to say, what kind of firecracker design does a girl like you have? This style of painting is completely wrong!But remembering that when I was a child, I couldn't even beat my younger sister who was like a little tiger in a fight, so... it's okay.

Surprised, Fu Yuchen, like Yang Qian, couldn't help asking about the whereabouts of the so-called alchemist's handwriting that recorded the method of refining mercury with fulminate.

"Burn it after reading it." Fu Xuechen prevaricated again with the same words.

Fu Yuchen frowned, and couldn't remember when his younger sister burned paper books, nor when he collected alchemist's handwriting at home, but what a wise man his grandfather was, he was not only good at military tricks, but also proficient in the art of Zhouyi in life Calculate.

It is not uncommon for his younger sister to accidentally find such a alchemist handbook among the leftover books, and it is impossible for him to know all the things that his younger sister has done in his boudoir since she was seven years old.

And unlike Yang Qian, an expert in firearms, Fu Yuchen, who has no vision for future generations, doesn't think there is anything great about the design of this firecracker, and it's over with a few words of admiration for his sister.

In the end, Fu Yuchen just glared at Fu Xuechen, and put away the design of the firecracker: "Okay! No matter what you do, I will take care of it for you. What happens in the future is also my business. You just worry about it." Get through these few months with peace of mind!"

Only then did Fu Xuechen smile sweetly: "Thank you brother! I knew that brother loves me the most!"

Fu Yuchen rolled his eyes: "What about the story you owe me? Tell me!"

"Okay! This time the story is..."

Fu Xuechen cleared his throat and was about to start speaking, but there was a knock on the door behind him, and then the door opened with a "squeak", and his mother, Xie, walked in with a food box stewing pot.

"Mother!" Fu Yuchen and Fu Xuechen greeted in unison, with surprise on their faces.

Fu Yuchen looked nervous, and wanted to hide the printing machine in his hand, but it was too late.

Mrs. Xie closed the door calmly, turned around and opened the food box, took out two cups of fragrant old hen soup, put a cup in front of each of the two brothers and sisters, and smiled at Fu Yuchen: "OK La! Don't hide it, I've seen it long ago! Don't worry! I'm not your father, so I won't punish you."

Fu Yuchen immediately rejoiced: "Mom! You still love your son."

Fu Xuechen felt that her mother's arrival was a bit sudden: "Mom, why are you here?"

"You two don't make people worry, how can you not worry if you don't look at me more!"

Mrs. Xie sighed, then turned her head and got up to check the printing machine that Fu Yuchen had pushed aside, and said repeatedly, "I heard from Fu An that this new printing machine was given by the sixth prince? The one you took away looks much more valuable!"

Fu Xuechen nodded and said: "The sixth prince gave two sets, one for me and one for elder brother, but if you want a few more, mother, I'll get it with the sixth prince tomorrow! I think he won't refuse .” The implication is that if the mother wants to take a set immediately, it is impossible.

Mrs. Xie glanced at her daughter amusedly: "What do I want this printing machine for? If you like it, just keep it for yourself, but..."

Fu Xuechen was holding a spoonful of chicken soup in her mouth, and was almost spit out by Xie's next words.

"There is a bookstore in my dowry." Mrs. Xie looked at her daughter, but there was amazing information in her plain words: "This bookstore is in Dongcheng. It's not too big, but the location is good. It is next to the Imperial College."

"Mom! Our family also has a bookstore?!"

Fu Xuechen was shocked, and the location of this bookstore is too good, right?It actually opened next to the Guozijian, which is a higher level of existence than Guozixue.

Most of Guozixue’s recruits are underage honorable descendants, as well as children from good families in the capital who can afford high tuition fees, but Guozijian only recruits talents who are scholars and above, regardless of rich or poor, high or low. A national talent reserve institution that passes the assessment and enters.

Compared with the educational institutions of later generations, Guozixue is equivalent to the combination of junior and senior high schools of the Darong Empire in this era, and Guozijian is an institution of higher learning that trains college students and graduate students.

The Xie family was almost made angry and funny by her daughter: "I, the Xie family, are a rich family. Since ancient times, the family has passed on the fragrance of books. I don't know how many Jinshi and high-ranking officials have been born in the past. Every man reads and every woman can read. Your mother and I will count." The seniority status in the clan is not the highest, but it is not low, so it is not unusual to have a bookstore as a dowry."

Fu Xuechen blinked, and couldn't help but think of his father. It is said that he came from a prominent family that has been passed down for several generations, but it is not a family of scholars, but a family of generals, so this marriage between parents is a bit special!

The scholarly family was able to marry the daughter of the family to the general family... Could it be because of the turmoil in the world before the establishment of the empire and the absolute superiority of military force, the literati had to invest and protect the future through marriage?
My mother said that she was in the upper ranks of the family, which is also understandable. Those proud literati families, how could they look up to the warriors in peacetime, even if they had to marry, they would not be willing to marry the most noble family in their family girl's.

Fu Xuechen's thoughts just turned around in his mind twice, and Mrs. Xie continued to talk about things: "In the future, when you are going to get married, a portion of your mother's dowry must be transferred to your name. Yes, this bookstore is one of them."

In other words, this bookstore adjacent to the Guozijian is destined to belong to him in the future?Fu Xuechen was both surprised and delighted.

Fu Yuchen couldn't help showing a bit of envy on his face.

But Mrs. Xie changed the subject: "But right now, this bookstore is a bit difficult to manage. Since two new big bookstores opened in the same street, our bookstore has been in decline, and it started to lose money last month. If this continues, I'm afraid the bookstore will disappear before the day you get married."

(End of this chapter)