Red Mansion Reader

Chapter 92

Baoqin walked to the bookshelf, and couldn't help stroking the spine of the row of booklets with her raised fingertips.

Walking around with the fingertips, the touch feels different, and there is another feeling in my heart.

She has read these stories several times, and she is familiar with the contents.

I know how delicate the writer is in these lifeless words.

She moved two steps to the right, and her fingertips rested on the book she bought recently.Taking it off and opening it in the palm of his hand, Bao Qin's eyes fell on the preface at the beginning.

The preface is very short. Hu Shaodong's family invited famous scholars from Yangzhou to write it for this edition.The article is full of praise and beauty, but Xue Baoqin didn't care to read it carefully, but just raised his hand and turned to the next page, which was the preface poem written by Mr. Yuan He for the first edition of the booklet.

At that time, Mr. Yuan He was still a fledgling book writer, and no one in Yangzhou knew his reputation.Even the preface to the first book had to be written by myself.

"Listen to the aunt who speaks nonsense,

The bean shed and the melon rack are raining like silk.

Materials should be hated as human language,
I love to listen to ghosts singing in autumn graves. "

After reading it softly, Xue Baoqin couldn't help recalling that when she first watched "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio", it was also a similar rainy season.Midsummer is approaching, and in the dark night, she is sitting in her small courtyard with the books that Xue Biao brought home, leaning on the candlelight and sandalwood, looking up to see the bright moon and the stars.

That night, Mr. Yuan He's pen and stories always took her to the places she had been to.

Such as Hangzhou, such as Taiyuan... When the names of places that have disappeared one by one come to mind, they are followed by my own memories of them.

This text touched with the past experience, which made Xue Baoqin subconsciously imagine Mr. Yuan He as a person similar to Xu Xiake.

He would walk through places with a bookcase on his back, taking notes of the local customs and customs.He will also happily meet passers-by who meet by chance, searching for things about ghosts and ghosts.

She naturally longed for such a life.It was also because I couldn't continue this kind of life that I transferred this longing to Mr. Yuanhe, and left the alias of Yanxiake in Jing'an Wenshe.

"Why is it you?"

Xue Baoqin said softly, she couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or excitement in her heart.

Maybe it was the feeling of loss after the answer was revealed, or maybe it was a coincidence that he brushed shoulders with Chen Heng many times.

Her little face flushed slightly, and she couldn't help but take up her hand and gently flap it towards her face.When she calmed down a little, she suddenly thought of those paper cranes dancing under the peach trees in the academy.

"why are you."

She sighed slightly, and sat down in front of the vanity mirror a little upset, on the table was a wooden box containing things.

After a long time, Yan'er's voice came from outside the door.

"Miss, madam said, it's time to eat."

There was a soft answering sound from inside the door, followed by a crackling sound.Xue Baoqin opened the door and stood in front of the maid.

Seeing the surprise on Yan'er's face, she couldn't help laughing and said, "What's the matter?"

"Our young lady is really pretty." Yan'er said sincerely.

Her young lady is wearing a goose yellow gauze dress today, which is similar to the moonlight tonight.The hairpins and tassels on her head are more majestic and dignified than in the past, and against her fair complexion, people can't take their eyes off when they see it.

Xue Baoqin didn't speak, just playing with the round fan in her hand, walking slowly along the chaoshou veranda, her clothes fluttering.

It was a coincidence that their master and servant walked halfway, when they encountered two figures in the distance, also coming towards them.

Before the two parties met, Baoqin could already hear the voice from the other side.

"If you want me to say, next time we will print [-] copies directly so that more people can see it."

"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to sell it and smash it in your hand?"

Chen Heng's light laughter came from the wind.

"No way, you don't think about us now..." Xue Biao was halfway through speaking, when he saw a figure in front of the road.

Yan'er was holding a lantern in his hand, and his younger sister was saluting to the two of them, "Brother, hello, Brother Chen."

There are many kinds of beauty in people, and everyone's aesthetic preferences are also different.Some like to be clever, and some like to be fairy-like.But there is still a kind of beauty in the world, which will unify everyone's aesthetics into one place.

Chen Heng stared blankly.The evening breeze was blowing, and he saw the bright moon hanging on the treetops of the rockery outside the corridor of the painting building, and the light yellow moonlight as gentle as water.

"Hello, sister Xue."

After Chen Heng saluted, he couldn't help being moved by the other party's impeccable facial features.

It's really unbelievable that there are people who can grow up to be beautiful since childhood, and even become more and more beautiful.

Xue Baoqin stood up gently, covered the corners of her mouth with a round fan, and said softly to the two: "You two brothers need to hurry up, father and mother are waiting."

After finishing speaking, she walked past the two of them like moonlight.

Only then did Xue Biao come to his senses, he rubbed his head in a strange way, looked excitedly at his friend beside him, and flaunted: "I said that back then, ten years later, my younger sister will be the prettiest one." "Look, it's only been a few years."

Chen Heng was also a little helpless, so he had no choice but to follow him: "Brother Xue is right, brother Xue has always had such a good vision."

The two hummed and chirped all the way, and then followed Baoqin into the front hall.

Everyone had dinner together, although there was an outsider, Chen Heng, but after all there was only one of them, and it wasn't an exaggeration to avoid the table.

Xue Zhen was not a stickler for etiquette, he only invited the family to sit together, and after a harmonious and warm meal, he arranged for someone to send Xue Biao and Chen Heng back to the shop.

That night, after Yan'er took care of the young lady to wash up, she saw Bao Qin locked all the jewelry she brought today in a small box.

She was very surprised and said: "Oh, miss, why did you lock it, this is your favorite set."

Xue Baoqin smiled slightly at Yan'er, "It's because I like it that I want to hide it."

Yan'er couldn't understand, but there is a reason for Miss to do things.She responded lightly, and led Xue Baoqin to bed.

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On the second day, Xue Zhen came to the newspaper shop as promised, and Chen Heng and Xue Biao immediately told him about the situation of the newspaper shop.

As the real helm of Jing'an Newspaper Shop in the future, Chen Heng was indescribably satisfied with being able to invite Uncle Xue.

Where can I find such a person who has work experience, knowledge and contacts, and can be completely trusted.

To say something disrespectful, Chen Heng felt that he had recruited the No. [-] general in Tianzi, and his heart was filled with ecstasy for pulling out the orange card.

The newspaper shop is still very busy today.Fortunately, at noon, Xue Zhen also understood the situation clearly, and personally reassigned the four guys to work.

When everything was in order, the servants of the Xue family also brought their lunch.

The three of them found a table upstairs and sat on the floor without paying attention to cleanliness.While chatting about going to see magistrate Zhang in the future, they also talked about the situation of the newspaper.

Xue Biao brought out two dishes in a row, and suddenly wondered: "Why are they all the dishes that Brother Heng likes to eat?"

Chen Heng laughed loudly, "It seems that my aunt should take more care of my nephew."

Xue Zhen naturally didn't need to do the chores of serving dishes and chopsticks, so he just echoed from the side, "What's the hurry, the ones you like should be on the second floor."

Xue Biao opened the food box on the second floor, looked at it, and couldn't help but said happily: "It's indeed on the second floor."

The three of them were busy in the newspaper shop for another two days before they came to the Jiangdu County Government Office in a carriage.Mr. Zhang was very happy with their arrival, and with Xue Zhen as the host and guest, he controlled the atmosphere of the chat.

After a lively party, the three of them left the county office with a lot of transcribed files in their hands.

Chen Heng felt that this was a good start. As long as this line is well maintained, people in Jing'an Newspaper Shop in other counties in Yangzhou will be able to gradually establish relationships.

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Wait until [-] newspapers are on sale again in Yangzhou City.

Chen Heng and Xue Biao had already left the newspaper shop and returned to the academy where they had been away for many days.

　When it was about to be published at five o'clock, I felt that it was still a little bit worse, so I rewrote this chapter.Hahahaha, today is still the third watch.

　　Dash

　　
　
(End of this chapter)