The lucky star of rebirth

Chapter 79
"Let them say what other people say, and let us do what we think is good."

Cheng Huaijin smoothed out Ji Songxian's broken hair around his cheeks, and fixed his eyes on Ji Songxian, his eyes were full of affection: "The more useless a man is, the more he wants to suppress women, and the more he seeks self-confidence from women, the more he is himself." The more powerful a man dotes on his wife and daughter, I have never been a cowardly man, so naturally I will support you in whatever you want, even if the sky falls, I will support you."

Although these words were too bold, Ji Songxian could see the seriousness in Cheng Huaijin's eyes.

She smiled: "I believe you, even if you say so, I will not learn those, I have the time to read those books, read more history books, and write more vernacular books, it will be much better."

Cheng Huaijin shook her hand, looked out the window at night, and said: "It's getting late, you should go to bed earlier, I'll take the notebook you wrote back and read it carefully."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Huaijin was about to jump out of the window, and Ji Songxian hurriedly pulled him: "There is no one here for my son, you can go through the main entrance, and you can climb the osmanthus tree when you go out. There is a small path at the top of this wall, which has never been walked by, and you can go through it through the back door."

While talking, Ji Songxian took out a key from his pocket: "This is the key to the back door, you have to keep it away."

Cheng Huaijin nodded heavily: "Don't worry, I keep my key next to me, and no one is allowed to look at it."

After finishing speaking, he pushed the door open and went out. Ji Songxian watched him jump up to the sweet-scented osmanthus tree with a light tap of his toes, and then erratically jumped onto the top of the wall, disappearing after one jump.

On the second day, Ji Songxian got up early in the morning, got into the carriage and went to visit his bookstore.

After leaving the door, Ji Songxian asked Ruoliang to buy some pickles, some sesame seed cakes and a large piece of sauced beef. After buying enough, he arrived at Ji's bookstore after walking a long way, and Ruoliang jumped off the carriage to help Ji Songxian down, and the two entered. After entering the bookstore, the shopkeeper greeted him immediately with a smile: "Miss is here, what book do you want to read this time?"

Ji Songxian waved his hand: "What are the best books we sell here now?"

The shopkeeper smiled, pointed at the Four Books and Five Classics, and said: "These are the best, because there will be a scientific examination in the spring of next year, and now Jinling City has gathered scholars from all over the world, so naturally many people buy these books, besides these For one thing, books on geography, travel notes and agronomy are more popular, and besides... By the way, a book called Plum Blossoms just came out, and it sells pretty well."

"The Story of Plum Blossoms?" Ji Songxian was a little confused.

The shopkeeper explained with a smile: "The writings of Layman Xue'an are just about wits and beauties, but those girls and wives love to read them."

Ji Songxian smiled and nodded: "How are Xiaoxiangzi's books selling?"

"Okay, okay." The shopkeeper clapped his palms and said with a smile: "His collection of poems and words is selling very well. Many scholars come to buy it, even those girls in the back house who think they have some literary talents also buy it, and everyone in the Jiaofang Division also buys it." I bought a lot."

"What about Mu Chun? How is it selling?" Ji Songxian turned around and saw Mu Chun's book on a bookshelf, took it down and looked through it and asked.

The shopkeeper's companion was careful: "This book only sold five or six copies, and the door was only opened today, and none of them were sold. The writing is good, I don't talk about the rhetoric, the things written are true. Yes, it makes people read it as if they were in the scene, and the small ones are fascinated after reading some."

Speaking of this, he was also a little embarrassed: "Girl, don't look at the young man as a man, but she always loves to read the short stories of these parents, and also likes to hear about the affairs of the rich man's house. The writing in this late spring is so good that even young people think It's true, I'm complaining for that lady, what a good person, but I believe in Zhao Lang by mistake, I'm afraid there will be no good results."

Ji Songxian listened to him with a smile all the time, and when he got here, Ji Songxian put down the book: "You and I take this book of Plum Blossoms, I want to see what's going on, why those people like to read it."

The shopkeeper took it for her immediately, and Ji Songxian asked to put it on the account, and then took the book out of the book shop.

After getting into the carriage, the girl around the beam was a little bit aggrieved: "Young lady's writing is much better than this Plum Blossoms. Why are those people so ignorant? According to Nunu, everyone should buy ten copies and eight copies. of."

Her words amused Ji Songxian: "Everyone has their own love for radishes and vegetables. What can they do if they don't love them? They also said that one person should buy ten or eight books. What do you do with those books? Don't you want to go to the toilet?"

Zhou Liang pouted: "The girl is so unreasonable, I think of the girl, but you are laughing at me instead."

"Okay, it's your girl who is not good, so I won't laugh at you anymore." Ji Songxian and Zhou Liang laughed and went home after a while, and continued to write about that late spring, and sorted out many memories one by one. The more she was shocked, the memory was really huge, it even has the principle of some small types of work after a thousand years, even the details on how to fly an airplane, it really makes Ji Songxian dumbfounded, if people after a thousand years get the use of this memory That's great, at least she can be a god of learning, but what's the use of her getting it?
All of a sudden, she saw a small memory fragment, and looked carefully, how to cultivate good seeds.

Ji Songxian was overjoyed, and looked more carefully, and then saw a species called hybrid rice. It is said that the yield of this hybrid rice is extremely high. If the year is good, the yield per mu is not a problem.

Comparing the output of rice now, Ji Songxian seems to be bursting with joy. Well, if this rice seed is really going to grow, won't there be no one in the world who will go hungry?
In addition, Ji Songxian saw another kind of fertilizer, which can enhance soil fertility, and there are many ways to raise chickens, ducks and rabbits.

The more she looked at it, the more joyful she became, and she made up her mind to give it a try. If it works, it will be a great deed for the Buddha of Wanjia.

A few days later, Ji Songxian finished writing the manuscript of Mu Chun's second volume and sent it to the bookstore for printing. She asked Ruoliang to go to the bookstore to inquire about the sales of the first volume. Khan didn't even care to wipe it, and said anxiously with joy on his face: "Girl, girl, it's a great thing. The shopkeeper said that the book of Muchun is in short supply these days, and the shopkeeper of the bookstore also said that several bookstores are urging for books. The bookstore I paid a lot of money, but it was still not enough to sell, and besides, this book was sold to many places in the south of the Yangtze River, and the whole area of ​​Jiangzi was sold, and there were booksellers in the north to urge it."

Ji Songxian was shocked immediately, got up and said, "Really?"

"Really." Zhou Liang nodded vigorously: "Nu Nu said that the girl's handwriting is much better, even an illiterate girl like Nu Nu thinks it is good to listen to the girl's reading, let alone those ladies and wives, The nobles who bought the book before coming here thought it was good, so they recommended each other, and in this way, the reputation of this book will spread."

Ji Songxian thought about it for a while and felt that there was some truth in what he said about the beam, but he felt a little strange.

There are not a few backyard women who recommend to each other the truth that they can sell so much after a few days of work, Ji Songxian only feels that his heart is flimsy, as if...

How can it be so weird?Could it be that there is something implicated in it?
Ji Songxian couldn't sit still anymore, so she asked Uncle Wu to drive to the Jinyi Guardhouse, and when she got there, it was difficult for her to go in, so she looked at the door for a while, then called Uncle Wu again Driving back, Uncle Wu turned the front of the car around, and saw a small flag running over in a hurry, and smiled and saluted in front of the car: "Is this the girl from Ji's family?"

Raising the curtain around the beam, he replied with a smile: "Exactly."

The little flag's smile became more and more pleasant: "It's here, why don't you come in and sit down, our president has been respectful for a long time, my lady please."

Uncle Wu drove into the guardhouse through the side door, Ji Songxian helped the men around the beam to get out of the car, she jumped out of the carriage, and saw Cheng Huaijin coming out from the inner door, the two looked at each other, Ji Songxian was a little ashamed, With a red face and bowed head, Cheng Huaijin came over a few steps and said, "Let's go for a walk in the garden."

The little flag had a very winking look, and insisted on dragging Uncle Wu and Ruoliang from following them, and said that there was good tea and snacks, and told them to follow to eat, drink and have fun.

Uncle Wu and Rao Liang couldn't break free, and thought that Ji Songxian and Cheng Huaijin were unmarried couples, and they were not afraid of anything after the ceremony was settled, so they watched the two go away.

As they walked, Ji Songxian and his party asked Cheng Huaijin: "These days my books are selling very well, but I think it's weird. I'm afraid someone will target my father. I want you to help find out why."

When she asked, Cheng Huaijin stopped and coughed: "What's weird, who knew you wrote that book?"

"It's because I can't live in peace in my heart." Ji Songxian smiled wryly.

Cheng Huaijin coughed again, and said in extreme embarrassment: "You gave me the book a few days ago, and I only thought it was good when I came back to read it. Whether it's the rhetoric or the matter written in it, it's all good. I read it like this. It was the first time I saw such a good book in many years. When I was excited, I wanted to let others read the good book, so I gave an order to these people under my command, and asked everyone to have a copy of Mu Chun. Withhold payment."

Speaking of this, Cheng Huaijin became more and more at a loss, paused for a while and then said: "Those thousands of households guessed that I wrote this book, and in order to flatter me, not only did they buy it, but they even bought it. Fighting to send missions everywhere, make sure that the people in the Jinyiwei have a handbook. In addition, you also know that these people in the Jinyiwei have always been domineering. Many booksellers are also in contact with Jinyiwei, and these people also spread the word locally, and it became like this in a short time."

Ji Songxian really didn't know whether to cry or laugh when he heard this, and he sighed after a long time: "I've been happy for so long, but it turned out to be empty. I thought my writing was good, so those people rushed to read it. I didn't expect it. It turned out that you forced people to buy it."

Cheng Huaijin was a little anxious when he heard this, and said, "I, I, I also wanted to make you happy."

Ji Songxian raised his head, and saw Cheng Huaijin's neck was flushed red, and the redness slowly climbed up his cheeks, he couldn't help laughing: "Well, it's all like this, but next time it won't be allowed."

"Okay." Cheng Huaijin grasped Ji Songxian's hand: "If you don't agree, then don't allow it, it's all up to you."

"The General Constitution, the General Constitution..."

A thousand households rushed over, Cheng Huaijin suddenly let go of Ji Songxian's hand, clenched his right hand and coughed lightly, and scolded with a cold face: "What's the matter, what's wrong with being in such a hurry."

(End of this chapter)