The ultimate rebirth of the abandoned woman

Chapter 303 The Day of Keeping Filial Piety ([-])
The [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, New Year's Eve.

In a guest house in the atrium of Rongshou Hall in Luoyang, Zheng Qin sat kneeling under the south window, copying books at his desk.

It was almost noon at this time, the sun outside was shining brightly, strands of golden threads projected into the house through the wide south window, reflecting the whole room bright and bright.

Zheng Qin didn't seem to feel the warm sunshine, his brows were furrowed and he was thinking about something.

A set of bamboo slips was spread out in front of him, and there were still a few volumes piled up in his hand, some of which had not been opened yet, and some of which had been half-opened.

There are more than a dozen pieces of hard yellow paper covered with handwriting scattered around the desk, as if they were placed casually, looking very messy.

In the corner against the wall is a pile of hard yellow paper more than a foot high, which has been cut to the same size, about six inches long and four inches wide. It doesn't seem to be used for rubbing inscriptions, but it seems to be used for daily writing. .

If some scholars who can't afford paper and pens see this, they will feel distressed, because these hard yellow papers were one of the most precious papers at that time. It can be intact for more than ten years, or even hundreds of years.

Such precious paper is only used solemnly when rubbing inscriptions or copying Buddhist scriptures.

And like Zheng Qin, who used hard yellow paper as if he used the most common toilet paper, he was simply the prodigal son of the prodigal.

In fact, a month ago, Zheng Qin was reluctant to use this kind of paper to copy books. It is already a luxury to use good rice paper on weekdays. How could he use hard yellow paper at will?
However, Cui Youbo specified that hard yellow paper should be used, and he put on an attitude of unlimited supply, so Zheng Qin had no choice but to spend extravagantly.

There was a smoker cage not far from Zheng Qin. The charcoal fire under the bamboo cage was burning vigorously, making the whole room as warm as spring, without feeling the cold outside the window at all.

"...It's actually a word 'poor'..."

Zheng Qin pondered for a long time, read several calligraphy books, and finally determined the character that he didn't know. He hurriedly picked up the brush and wrote the word in neat regular script.

Then, he took out a blank sheet from the pile of hard yellow paper more than a foot high, and continued to translate the articles on the bamboo slips.

Ever since he was tempted by tens of thousands of ancient books that day and obediently abducted by Cui Youbo to copy books, Zheng Qin has been copying books in the inn for seven or eight days.

At the beginning, Cui Youbo said that he wanted to ask him to help translate some ancient books, and by the way, re-register and classify the tens of thousands of books.Of course, during this period, if Zheng Qin has time, it’s okay to copy a few copies. Cui Youbo generously stated that all the books copied by Zheng Qin belong to him, and he only needs to lend the copied books to Mr. Cui Youbo just look at it.

During this period, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and other vulgar objects used for copying books were all provided by the Cui family.

Moreover, Cui Youbo also dispatched a few boys who are proficient in writing and ink to serve Zheng Qin, helping him cut paper, grind, and move books... Zheng Qin only needs to do one thing, and that is to sit in front of the desk. '.

Later, when Zheng Qin followed Cui Youbo into the basement and saw the books on the bookshelves in detail, Zheng Qin realized that these books were actually divided into different categories according to agriculture, medicine, classics, history, and literature. bookshelves, and the books on each shelf are also placed in piles according to small categories.

There is even a specific small label on each level of crossbar, on which the category name of this pile of books is clearly written.

At that time, Zheng Qin thought, probably his cheap cousin took a fancy to his knowledge of ancient studies and wanted him to help 'translate'.

But immediately after, Zheng Qin learned from Cui's servants that Mr. Cui Sanlang (Cui Hong) next door was a man of great learning, good at ancient studies and genealogy. Talent, he knows it all.

Compared with this knowledgeable Mr. Saburo, Zheng Qin's little knowledge is not worth mentioning at all.

And that Cui Yunbo, the son of Li Chang who was born in the field and grew up in a farmhouse, even wrote a beautiful small seal script - is it possible for such a person to say that he doesn't know seal script? !
At this point, Zheng Qin knew that the real reason Cui Youbo asked him for "help" was not to borrow his talents, but to train him as a confidant.

Guessing what Cui Youbo was thinking, and also seeing Cui's rich background, Zheng Qin silently put away all his small thoughts, and wholeheartedly helped Cui Youbo 'copy the book', and 'by the way' enriched his knowledge base, so as not to disappoint Cui Youbo's ambition. A lot of pains.

"Lang Jun, the maidservant has made tea soup, you should stop and rest for a while."

A young maidservant in green came in with a tray, carefully avoiding the scattered papers on the ground, finally came to the desk, put the tray on the lichen, and said softly.

Zheng Qin wrote for a while, and was a little tired, so he put down the pen, rubbed his sore neck, reached out to take the teacup, took a sip, and asked, "What time is it? Today's New Year's Eve, cousin and cousin Did the siblings say when they will return for the new year?!"

The little maid was bending down to pack the hard yellow papers, and when she heard Zheng Qin's words, she hurriedly replied, "It's a quarter of noon, and the kitchen is cooking lunch. Is your husband hungry? Da Lang and his wife are still in the farmhouse, and they have been ordered to pass the time. After finishing the conversation, they said that this year they will guard the old lady for the New Year, and they will not come back. They also specially asked the servants to take good care of the husband and the lady (referring to Zheng Mian). The gentleman also said that this is the home of the husband and the lady. , please don't be polite, if you have any requirements, just tell your servants."

Zheng Qin took another two sips, and the warm tea slowly flowed down his mouth. He sighed contentedly, and said, "Well, I see."

Now that he had guessed his cousin's intentions, Zheng Qin no longer pretended to be polite, but silently remembered Cui Youbo's kindness to him in his heart, and would do his best to repay him when he was able.

After drinking the tea soup, Zheng Qin said: "By the way, I want to use it with Ah Mian during lunch."

The little servant girl was very clever, and immediately responded: "The servant girl will order someone to invite the aunt, sir, today is New Year's Eve, so don't be too busy. Why don't you rest for a few days, after the festival, you can't copy any more. Late?!"

Speaking of this, the little girl has a little admiration for the gentleman in front of her. It's a big festival, but he can bear the bustle outside, sitting in the room calmly and copying books, and he is busy for seven or eight hours every day. , no matter whether there is someone "serving" in front of him, he can work meticulously at his desk.

Tsk tsk, Mother Qiu is right, their husband has a good eye, and he found such a capable and courteous 'cousin'.

Zheng Qin didn't refuse, and nodded with a smile: "Well, just listen to Li Qiu, I will rest for half a day today."

The little maid smiled a bit forcedly, bowed and saluted, then backed away, shouting silently in her heart: Huh, people are not called Liqiu, they are called Autumn Equinox, although there is only one word difference, but their looks are very different Is it far? !
Zheng Qin didn't pay attention to the little maid's silent protest, put away the bamboo slips, and put the articles he had copied in order, while he stared out the window in a daze.

When Zheng Mian came in, Zheng Qin hadn't recovered yet.

"Brother, what are you thinking, so preoccupied?!"

Zheng Mian knelt beside Zheng Qin and watched him for a long time, but Zheng Qin didn't see any reaction. In desperation, he could only smile and said: "But what beautiful scenery is there outside the window? Or some beautiful woman?! "

Zheng Qin was taken aback by the sudden voice, and hurriedly turned his head to see that it was his sister, then heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "When did Ah Mian come here? Why didn't you say hello?"

Zheng Mian refused to let his brother go, and continued to ask: "Brother, don't change the subject, tell me quickly, what were you thinking just now, so preoccupied?"

Zheng Qin smiled slightly, with a hint of reminiscence, and said: "It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered last year's New Year's Eve, which was also around noon, in order to prepare a rich meal, that kid went to the innkeeper on Tuesday to help with work— —”

The tone was flat, but only Zheng Mian, who was also the party involved, could understand the hardships in the words.

Zheng Mian became more and more sad as he listened, interrupted Zheng Qin's words, and changed the subject: "Speaking of Tuesday, he is busy now, running around with Mr. Wang's family all day long. It's only a few days, and he will take Luoyang's I have traveled all over the three cities in the north, south and west. When I met him this morning, he also said that he had already found a shop, and that the new shop would open as soon as the Lantern Festival was over. Hehe, I really didn’t expect that on Tuesday We can do business."

Zheng Qin understood what the little girl meant, and he didn't want to say something sad, so he followed her topic and said, "Oh? That's right, so our family has become a big businessman on Tuesday. .”

Talking about praising the servants at home for their ability, Zheng Qin brothers and sisters knew in their hearts that the young man of the Wang family was willing to take Tuesday to run a business because he was looking at Xiao Nan's face.And the money for the shares was 'loaned' by Uncle Cui to their brothers and sisters.

He tried every means to get him to study more, and quietly increased his financial resources. Cui Youbo and his wife were obviously helping them, but they made him feel no embarrassment or embarrassment at all, which made him very grateful.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qin suddenly changed the subject, and softly ordered: "Amian, you can go to the farmhouse after the festival, the little lady of the Cui family has also begun to enlighten, you have read some books, you can't be a decent wife, anyway I can also be a playmate for her, reading poems together, playing the piano and so on."

Zheng Mian was stunned for a moment. The siblings grew up together, and they have been dependent on each other for the past two years. They can understand each other's intentions with just one look. After thinking for a while, she understood what her brother meant, and nodded vigorously: " Brother, don't worry, after the Lantern Festival, I will go to the farmhouse."

Zheng Qin pulled out a smile and rubbed his sister's hair bun, "My cousin and his wife have treated us sincerely, and we must reciprocate sincerely."

Zheng Mian nodded again and again: "Brother, I understand...you have to work hard to copy books, and when your cousin Ding You recovers, you can also help him with things."

Hearing this, Zheng Qin smiled even wider, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, and said, "You don't have to wait three years, brother, I have an idea right now, maybe I can help my cousin."

As for the staff, they must be able to make suggestions, and at this moment, he has an excellent idea, which can help his cousin 'make a name'!
PS: Uh, a certain Sa seems to be in a vicious circle, one update today, three updates tomorrow, ⊙﹏⊙b Khan

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