Chapter 505: Bookstore Experience
The kid, with his short hands and feet, flopped a few times but couldn't break free, so he shouted, "If you can, please put me down first."
Zhang Xingyi let go as soon as he heard this, and there was only a "plop" sound. The child fell to the ground, jumped up again, patted the dust on his body, then put his hands on his hips, looked Zhang Xingyi up and down, and sneered, "Newcomer Bar?"
New...newly arrived?
Zhang Xingyi was furious when she heard this. The entire Nanxiang was her Zhang family's residence. Although her family had no decision-making power over Nanxiang, all the taxes collected here belonged to her family.
This little kid actually looks at people with such contempt, it is really intolerable!
I was immediately ready to capture him again.
This kid was smart. When he saw something wrong with Zhang Xingyi's eyes, he quickly took a step back and said, "Don't mess around. Do you know where Nanxiang is? If you dare to cause trouble again, I'll see if the patrolmen don't arrest you!"
Zhang Xingyi then remembered that this was the entrance to the bookstore, and was horrified. She imitated the child and sneered, "Whose child are you from?"
“Madam, this is the young man of the Cheng family in Luo County.”
Zhang Xingyi had a conflict with the child only for a short while, and Zhang San finally found the opportunity to intervene. As soon as he saw Luo Xian, he quickly stepped forward and whispered to Zhang Xingyi.
Luo Xian obviously heard what Zhang San said, and his little head was raised high at the moment. The meaning was obvious: Do you know who I am?
He originally thought he could scare Zhang Xingyi, but unfortunately he saw that this extremely beautiful little sister was not afraid. She grabbed his arm like lightning, picked him up, and walked to the door of the bookstore. So as not to stand at the door and block other people's way, "Then do you know who I am?"
Luo Xian struggled hard to get away, "I don't care who you are, I'm not afraid of you anyway."
Since there are many people coming and going here, he is not afraid of what the other party will do to him.
“The Marquis of Xixiang is my elder brother, and this entire Nanxiang County is my family’s food. Not to mention you, even if an adult from your family comes over, do you think I’m afraid of him?”
When Luo Xian heard this, his eyes showed suspicion at first, and then he looked Zhang Xingyi up and down. Finally, he seemed to remember something, and his expression finally changed.
I saw him suddenly turning around and trying to run away.
How could Zhang Xingyi let him have his wish? At that moment, he grabbed his collar again and pulled him back, "Where are you going!"
Luo Xian's little short legs kicked on the ground twice and found that he couldn't run away. He quickly begged for mercy, "Ms. Zhang family, Xian knows that he was wrong. I beg you, for Feng Langjun's sake, spare me this time." .”
"What did you say?"
“I said I was wrong.”
“The following sentence.”
“I beg you, for the sake of Mr. Feng…”
Zhang Xingyi finally heard clearly this time, and quickly turned Luo Xian's small body over, "Do you know Feng Langjun?"
"We know each other. Before coming to Hanzhong, I had dinner at Feng Langjun's house. Look, he even gave me this as a gift."
Luo Xian pulled out a thin rope from his neck, and there was an object hanging on it, which was the little jade horse given to him by Feng Yong.
Zhang Xingyi picked up the little jade horse and examined it carefully, with a look of fondness in his eyes.
Luo Xian looked at it at first glance. This was his treasure, and he couldn't bear to let it leave his neck at night.
“Why did Feng Langjun give you this?”
Zhang Xingyi reluctantly put the jade horse down and asked again.
“Because I had a fight with Feng Langjun’s disciple.”
Luo Xian felt relieved when he saw Zhang Xingyi let go of the little jade horse, and then he answered confidently.
Zhang Xingyi laughed immediately and didn't care about his childish words. She thought that that person was really unpredictable sometimes, so how could this little man know?
She didn't dwell too much on this issue. Thinking of Luo Xian's expression and movements just now, she felt a little strange, "Do you know me?"
Luo Xian nodded and said matter-of-factly, "Who in Nanxiang hasn't heard of Mrs. Zhang? Feng Langjun is a person who specializes in writing!"
The reason why Nanxiang is what it is today is all because of Feng Langjun. Everything related to Feng Langjun will be circulated in Nanxiang.
Luo Xian said as he looked at Zhang Xingyi again, and nodded even more vigorously, "A beautiful face and moonlight appearance are really the most appropriate for a lady!"
Zhang Xing recalled her fourteen-year-old life and felt that the most proud and sweetest thing in her life was that Feng Yong wrote a poem about her beauty.
When I heard someone say this, I felt a little sweet in my heart and the corners of my mouth curled up slightly.
Although Luo Xian was young, he was smart. Seeing Zhang Xingyi's expression, he knew that he had escaped this level. He was thinking about the bookstore, so he quickly said, "Is Madam Zhang going to enter this bookstore? Let’s go in together.”
Hearing what Luo Xian said, Zhang Xingyi gave him a strange look, "So you really want to go in? Can you understand the books here?"
When Luo Xian heard this, he felt that he had been underestimated. His face suddenly turned red and he straightened his body, "I started learning to read when I was three years old. The "Zidian Qingshuang Ji" was written as plainly as words..."
At this point, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and quickly covered his mouth and looked around, as if he was afraid that others would hear this.
Luo Xian began to learn to read at the age of three. If it had not been for Feng Yong's interference, he would have been able to write commendable articles by the time he was thirteen, and he could be regarded as a little prodigy.
In addition, the novels written by a certain country brat, in the eyes of people at this time, are extremely white prose - after all, the things that the rappers are asked to say to the general public should naturally be as white as possible.
So even if Luo Xian couldn't understand what was hidden here, he could at least understand the surface meaning of the article.
Zhang Xingyi was surprised when he heard this, "Do you also know "Zidian Qingshuang Ji"?"
"Who in Nanxiang doesn't know "Zidian Qingshuang Ji"!" Luo Xian said, waving his hands, pretending to have a sword in his hand, "The supreme martial arts master, the precious sword Zidian, commands the world, no one dares to disobey. If the green frost doesn’t come out, who can compete with me?”
At the same time, a look of enthusiasm appeared on his face, "When I grow up, I will definitely find these two broken swords!"
When Zhang Xingyi saw him like this, he laughed and said, "This is just a fictitious thing. How did you find it?"
When Luo Xian heard this, his eyes widened again, "How could it be a fiction? The book said that Emperor Gaozu sent troops from Hanzhong to Guanzhong, and then he conquered the world."
"And the Marquis of Huaiyin, who is a warrior, has been like a **** in his military life. It turns out that he got the military book left by Li Mu, the Lord of Wu'an in Zidian Qingshuang. Zidian's order to the world has exactly this meaning."
"Also, back then, Qu Nihou (Chen Ping) also admitted that he was a conspirator and was not tolerated by Taoism. This "Zidian Qingshuang Ji" also said that it was because of his design that Zhang Wuji was born The heart of retreating to the mountains and forests. Isn’t this a matter of mutual confirmation?”
The era written in "Zidian Qingshuang Ji" was at the end of the Qin Dynasty when various princes were fighting.
What is written in it is the fights between chivalrous people all over the world in troubled times, the grudges and grudges, which also involves the affairs of the great ancestor Liu Bang, the Marquis of Huaiyin Han Xin and other people.
The original version involves the part about Emperor Gaozu, but it has been slightly modified by a country bumpkin and turned into an image of Wei Guangzheng.
Emperor Gaozu had no knowledge of Zhang Wuji's retreat into the mountains and forests, and was finally persuaded by everyone to make such changes as his enthronement.
Zhang Xingyi only read the first half, but not the second half. When he heard this, he was stunned on the spot, "Is there such a thing?"
Luo Xian was very proud, "So Mrs. Zhang hasn't read this book?"
“I only see the upper part, but I don’t know the second half.”
Zhang Xingyi answered honestly. She saw the beginning of the book saying: This book is purely fictional and is anecdotes from unofficial history.
I thought it was really made up by Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng.
But I didn’t expect that there would be these things in the second half.
“No wonder, I’m telling you, Madam Zhang, it turns out that Emperor Gaozu was able to conquer the world with the help of the knights from all over the world. That General Fan Kuai was also a knight-errant..."
Emperor Gaozu was a knight-errant, so General Fan was naturally not much better.
Zhang Xingyi naturally knew this. When she heard what Luo Xian said, she was a little shaken. Could it be that what the book said was a secret from that year, so it was not recorded in official history?
This Wuji doesn’t really look like this person, does it?
With Luo Xian leading the way and the fact that he was a well-known figure in Nanxiang, Zhang Xingyi felt confident.
Zhang San and the other servants did not dare to follow him in the end. They obediently followed the example of the other servants and stood outside the door waiting.
Zhang Xingyi was slightly shocked when she walked into the bookstore.
In the extremely spacious bookstore, rows and rows of cabinets stood neatly, accounting for half of the entire bookstore.
The cabinet is filled with books.
Zhang Xingyi has seen the royal family's collection of books, but she has never seen so many books made entirely of paper.
With so many paper books, how much space would they take up if they were replaced by letter slips?
The other half of the bookstore is filled with tables and chairs. Some people are holding books and shaking their heads, while others are writing furiously with their heads down.
There were a lot of people walking around in the bookstore, but everyone tried to walk as softly as possible. Even when they spoke to each other, they spoke softly and slowly so as not to affect others.
When Zhang Xingyi saw this, his mind was in a trance. It was inevitable that Nanxiang would become the place where Wenjiao flourished.
That person... Well, with Feng Lang's feat, I don't know how many people will benefit from this great favor in the future?
There is an old saying: The most important thing is to establish virtue, the second is to perform meritorious service, and the third is to establish words.
If this matter really comes to pass, Feng Lang will have established an immortal virtue for scholars.
Luo Xian took Zhang Xingyi to a row of cupboards in a familiar manner, "Ms. Zhang, look, here are all the biographies written by Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng."
I saw that there were five floors in this cabinet, and each floor was filled with books.
On the middle floor, all the books read "Zidian Qingshuang Ji", which almost dazzled Zhang Xingyi.
She was surprised and delighted. She couldn't wait to take out a book and asked, "Are these books for sale?"
“Yes, you see there is a price tag on the back of this book, three hundred coins per copy.”
Luo Xian pointed out.
As expected, it’s not cheap. No wonder there are so many people copying books there.
However, this price is nothing to Zhang Xingyi.
She took out all the books she wanted, held them to her chest, and asked, "Where can I check out?"
“It’s at the counter at the door.”
Zhang Xingyi held a pile of books with some difficulty and walked to the counter, "Help me calculate how much it will cost?"
The doctor who was in charge of collecting money at the bookstore had already taken a second look when he saw this rare and beautiful young lady coming in. Now he was really surprised to see her coming with a lot of books.
He has never seen anyone buy so many books at once.
Most people are considered to be from a wealthy family just by buying a book. This little lady will definitely not have a workshop or a pasture at home. The only possibility is that there is a mine at home.
"Go back to my wife, these books total 2100 pieces. May I ask if you use banknotes, cloth, grain, or gold, silver, and copper coins?"
“Of course it’s the money.”
Zhang Xingyi touched his sleeve, took out a stack of bills, counted them, took out a small stack and handed it to the bookstore doctor, "Here."
The doctor from the bookstore took it and touched it first to confirm that it was real. Before he could start counting, he saw someone walking hurriedly, followed by a little kid. It was Luo who ran away just now. constitution.
The bookstore doctor quickly shouted to the man, "Manager Li..."
Manager Li paid no attention to him. He only saluted Zhang Xingyi and said, "Little man Li Si is the manager of the bookstore and has met Mrs. Zhang."
Zhang Xingyi looked at him with some confusion, wondering what this man wanted from her.
“Young lady, do you want these books?”
Manager Li asked respectfully.
"certainly."
“The lady is on this floor, she can pick out any books and take them away without having to pay any money.”
Upon hearing this, the bookstore doctor quickly handed over the note in his hand.
Manager Li took it and handed it to Zhang Xingyi.
“Why?”
Zhang Xingyi did not reach out to take it and asked.
"It doesn't matter if it's Mrs. Zhang, it's the same with Mrs. Guan, Zhao Langjun, Li Langjun, etc. Because this bookstore was originally built by Feng Langjun from the dividends from the ranch, workshop, and mine. So this is In the bookstore, Miss Zhang also has a share."
It turns out there is such an inside story.
Zhang Xingyi looked around in surprise. It turns out that he still has a share in such a place?
Zhang Xingyi stood there, already the center of attention, but now even the bookstore manager was alerted, and everyone in the bookstore couldn't help but look over.
At this time, after hearing the steward's words, everyone realized that this little lady actually contributed to this bookstore. For a moment, everyone showed gratitude in their eyes.
At this time, I saw a young man passing by who had just selected a book from the cupboard and was going to take it to the table and chair to sit down and read. He silently saluted Zhang Xingyi.
With this young man taking the lead, everyone, young and old, suddenly understood and quickly started to bow their hands in salute.
Even the person who was sitting far away at the table and chair, just copying books with his head down, was startled. He stood up and came over, silently bowed, and then went back and sat down again.
Everyone performed the same movements in no particular order, making Zhang Xingyi feel at a loss. She nervously gave a blessing in return.
Then he turned in another direction and received another blessing...
“My dear lady, you don’t have to be like this. My lady helped build this bookstore. Everyone’s move is a token of their gratitude to my lady.”
Li Si explained.
When everyone heard this, they all smiled and nodded.
Although the bookstore was still quiet and no one around her spoke to her, Zhang Xingyi only felt a heat in her eyes and a little warmth in her chest.
“Little lady, this is your ticket, please take it back.”
Li Si reminded softly again.
Zhang Xingyi blinked hard to hold back the tears that were about to burst out, then nodded and reached out to take the note back.
She thought wrong just now. Feng Lang's move, not only in the future, is already considered a success now.
Thinking like this, Zhang Xingyi’s girlish heart was filled with a sense of admiration for a certain country turtle.
“My dear lady, this is specially prepared for you in the store, please keep it. If my dear lady wants to read any books in the future, please let someone bring this card and let them know, and someone will send it to your house.”
Zhang Xingyi took it and took a look, and saw that this small card looked like it was made of paper, but it was very hard. The bottom layer was black, with the words "Xinhua Bookstore" engraved on it, and a slightly smaller card on the bottom. The font is engraved with "Number: 2".
I don’t know what kind of ink the font was dyed with, but it is shiny and golden.
Although it was just a small piece of paper with only seven words engraved on it, what came to me was solemn and generous.
Zhang Xingyi held the piece of paper tightly and asked, "Who is this number one?"
“I am the lady of Guan.”
When Zhang Xingyi heard this, he felt very angry. He was so heartless!
(End of this chapter)