The lucky star of rebirth

Chapter 63 Manuscript
The cicadas chirped on the branches, adding a bit of irritability to the hot afternoon.

Ji Songxian was sitting in front of the window, fiddling with the glazed ornaments on the table.

She picked up the water glass and poured half a cup of water on the water wheel. Soon, the water wheel turned quickly, lifted the water wheel that fell in the river, and flowed directly into the rockery beside it, creating a rainy waterfall for the rockery.

Reflecting the sun, coupled with those fine streams of water, the whole colorful decoration exudes dazzling brilliance, it is really colorful and beautiful.

In the distance, there was the sound of footsteps, Ji Songxian hurriedly put away the ornaments and put them in the cabinet behind the bed, the clothes and other objects there had been moved to other places by Ji Songxian, there was only an empty box for this ornament.

She just put away the ornaments when she heard a laughing voice: "Mr. Balang, please come in."

There was another sound of slamming the curtain. When Ji Songxian looked again, he saw that Ji Zhen had already entered the room. She greeted him a few steps before she wanted to say hello. Then Ji Zhen said with a smile: "Sister, come and see, your manuscript is printed. Yes, and the sample drafts of those test questions have also been printed."

Ji Songxian took the tall book in Ji Zhen's hand, sat down at the table and flipped through it, the more he looked, the stronger the smile on the corner of his mouth: "I didn't expect it to be printed so well."

"Yes." Ji Zhen sat aside and asked Zhuo Liang to make tea for him, and said with a smile: "I didn't think about it, this movable type printing is really a good thing, it is fast and good, and it saves time and effort. I don’t know how many times those characters can be used, even if some characters are broken, they can still be burned immediately, without any delay.”

"I also ask my brothers to give away this manuscript, not too much, first give away a hundred or so copies, and then sell the rest in the shop. In addition, the test questions will be given away according to what my father said. That's it." Ji Songxian smiled and discussed with Ji Zhen.

Ji Zhen had nothing to say: "You can do whatever you say, and forget about the other things. We have to keep a lot of these test questions, and we will also keep the previous exam questions in the future. We will compile a volume after a few years, so that's it. , When Brother Zong Han grows up, he can use it directly, which is a great thing to benefit future generations."

For a while, Ji Zhen touched his head again and said, "When I went to pick up the manuscript today, the head of the printing workshop complained to me, saying that the printing of books is going fast now, and only those poems and four books are printed. Some are too monotonous, and in this way, some craftsmen will be idle, and they want to find a few more manuscripts to print, but they dare not make decisions by themselves, and they don’t know what manuscripts to look for.”

Are you printing books for sale?Ji Songxian thought for a while with a smile, and she also felt that what the person in charge said was right. This movable type printing has improved the efficiency, so many craftsmen have been left idle. Naturally, they should find something to do for them, but what kind of manuscripts are they going to print? Woolen cloth?

She thought about it, thinking that at this time, most of the workshops printed the Four Books and Five Classics. Sometimes a block was printed for an unknown number of years. Because the block was difficult to engrave, most scholars could not find new books, so they could only Spread by hand.

Ji Songxian also thought that thousands of years later, those big printing houses would not print academic books, but mostly print books called novels.

Novel!
In an instant, her eyes lit up, and she had an idea.

At this time, the beam had already been cooked and brought over, Ji Songxian and Ji Zhen had tea, and the two brothers and sisters sat and talked.

Ji Songxian smiled and said: "Why don't you get some scripts, such as stories about gifted scholars and beauties, such as demons and ghosts."

Ji Zhen stared wide-eyed, obviously frightened: "This... this..."

"I remember that in the previous dynasty, a great wit wrote a book of stories. There was nothing new about it. It was just a matter of a wit and a beautiful woman. Because the words and sentences written were beautiful and the stories were very touching. Luoyang paper was expensive at that time, so let's make some like this. The book of words is only more twists and turns than the stories written by that talented man, and it will definitely attract many people to read it, so that it will not only make money, but also make our workshop famous."

Ji Songxian said while laughing, because he thought about those weird stories of later generations: "The stories about the gifted scholar and the beautiful woman read by the daughters of the boudoir, there are also chivalrous stories and weird stories read by ordinary people, and there are also official stories for officials, etc. Wait, if these scriptures are compiled, it will definitely have a greater impact than that caused by the talented scholar of the previous dynasty."

"My sister's idea is good, but who do I need to find someone to write this kind of story?" Ji Zhen felt a little worried.

Ji Songxian's smile became even brighter: "Even if I take over the workshop, you don't have to worry about this, Brother Benzi, I will figure it out on my own."

Uh?
Ji Zhen was even more surprised: "What does my sister mean, you want to write a script?"

Ji Songxian nodded: "Well, of course I want to write."

She had a smile, but she thought bitterly in her heart that the first book she wanted to write was the affairs of Duke Cheng's mansion. She wanted to write a story about the struggle for half of the back house, and included Cheng Ping'an, so naturally she would not Nominating the surnames is just a hint, showing the bad things that Cheng Pingan has done to the whole world, and it can remind those men who are still intoxicated by the beauty of their wives and concubines, and they can also show their daughters in the boudoir. Reminder.

She thought again, after all, Cheng Ping'an thinks that Cheng Huaijin also took her home, and Cheng Huaijin is the one who is not afraid of anything, and is willing to take the blame for herself, then this story is written, and Xiaoxiangzi's name will also be signed , Cheng Ping'an thought it was written by Cheng Huaijin, and he hid behind his back and arranged it next to it.

The more I thought about it, the more excited Ji Songxian became, and the better his mood became. I really wish I could start writing right now.

Seeing that his sister was really determined to write a storybook, Ji Zhen thought for a moment that it would be fine for her to stay in the backyard all year round. If she is bored, she can write as much as she wants. She can write about the situation for a few days until she gets married. , I have to be busy with my husband and my son to manage the back house, so I don’t have the mood to write. It’s better to do some things I like to do while I’m at home for a few years.

Therefore, Ji Zhen didn't object, but rather supported it: "My sister wrote it as soon as she wrote it, and our family is not one that doesn't ask her daughter to come out in the first place. After all, the starling supports you. If there is something you don't understand, why are you embarrassing?" Just come and find mynah."

Ji Songxian thanked him with a smile, and settled the matter.

She also kept the manuscript sent by Ji Zhen, and prepared to use it as a favor when the time came.

She had just discussed with Ji Zhen about the workshop here, and saw Rao Liang hurried in, wiped off his sweat as soon as he entered the door and said anxiously: "Lady, I just heard a strange thing, it's quite scary to say."

Ji Songxian and Ji Zhen were extremely curious and asked together: "What's the matter?"

Ji Songxian asked Raoliang to pour a cup of herbal tea for herself, and when she had recovered her breath, she asked again, and then Raoliang wiped off his sweat and said: "I just went out to buy silk thread, and I just heard about it from people on the street. It is said that Mrs. Gao is bewitched by an evil spirit, she is crazy, she is arguing with ghosts all day long, and there are other things like don’t beat her, she won’t dare anymore.”

"What's going on, please explain carefully." Ji Songxian heard that something happened to Mrs. Gao's family, and for some reason, he had already determined that this matter was related to Cheng Ping'an, and urged Zhou Liang to speak carefully.

Zhuo Liang took a deep breath: "Nu Nu heard people say that Mrs. Gao and Cao's family quarreled and went back to her mother's house. After a few days, Master Cao went to Gao's family to make amends and brought Mrs. Gao back. Mrs. Gao coaxed Mrs. Gao, and the couple were in harmony, but they had a few quarrels that night, Mrs. Gao simply drove Mr. Cao to the study to sleep, and slept alone all night, and he went crazy the next day. Some people say that God can't see Madam Gao's disobedience, and some people say that God punished her because she disrespected her parents-in-law and beat her brother and sister-in-law."

Ji Songxian frowned, and then looked at Ji Zhen: "I always feel that this matter is so weird, Brother Eight, if you have time, ask about it, because I think it may have something to do with the house we met that day. "

Ji Zhen also nodded: "That's true, I just don't know what Lu Shangshu said when he got to know about that house until he got married, why don't I ask brother Lu."

"Extremely." Ji Songxian listened with a smile: "Mrs. Lu came to our house to say thank you, and said that it was thanks to our timely reminder, otherwise his family would have suffered disasters, but my mother and I didn't ask carefully. , eighth brother still treats Mr. Lu to a drink, just ask me by the way."

Ji Zhen was thinking about this matter, and he didn't mind the heat, so he hurried out. He didn't have nothing to do, and took a few manuscripts to visit Lu's house.

Now that the weather is hot, Lu Geng is studying at home again, but he has no time to go out to play. Hearing that Ji Zhen is coming, he immediately goes out to greet him.

Seeing Ji Zhen getting out of the carriage with a few books in his hands, Lu Geng smiled: "I said what are you doing in such a hot day, but now I see that you are here to deliver books, and you are too big." I'm in a hurry, when can't this book be delivered, but it's better to deliver it now, if it's not too hot, how can it be better?"

Ji Zhen also smiled: "You can take care of it, this is not a book I borrowed from you."

The two entered the house chatting and laughing, Lu's family was better off than Ji's, and Lu Geng put two basins of ice in his study, and when they entered the room, they felt a chill, and Ji Zhenyuan's sweat quickly fell off.

He put the manuscript on the table for Lu Geng to read, and Lu Geng first picked up the manuscript to read it, the more he read it, the happier he was, he was fascinated by it, Ji Zhen was impatient and knocked on the table Then he came back to his senses, and said to Ji Zhen in embarrassment: "Brother Ji, don't blame me, this word is so well written, I was fascinated by it for a while, I just don't know who wrote it, or many people..."

Turning over the cover for a while, I saw Xiaoxiangzi and smiled: "It's him, how can I write so well? His poems are already excellent. I didn't expect the words to be written so well. It's amazing." When I read it, I feel eloquent and have endless aftertaste.”

"Words are naturally good." Ji Zhen smiled: "There are only better words, so hurry up and take a look."

Lu Geng put down his manuscript and picked up another book to read it for a while, and immediately jumped up in surprise, holding the book and bowing to Ji Zhen: "Brother Ji, thank you so much, you remember to share with such a good thing. I sent it, so I really don’t know what to say.”

Ji Zhen knocked on the table: "You just want to thank me, boil your good tea and eat it with me, and it would be even better to have a few pieces of watermelon in the well."

Lu Geng immediately smiled and asked someone to make tea, and told the girl to cut watermelon.

(End of this chapter)