Chapter 97 Xu Xiake in Da Yan’s version
There is more than one light bulb, and there is also a wolf cub, Fubao.
The population is thriving.
They all gathered because of the Poetry of Baicao.
Baicaoshi pursed her lips and smiled, and got into the carriage.
The master of the carriage and horse dealer flicked his whip, and the carriage started to move.
"Silly girl, why are you smirking?" asked the green man.
"Nothing, just looking forward to the next trip."
Once Ying Zhefeng wanted to take her to Yanjing, but she was not happy with the threatening trip; later Yuan Xian also said that if she followed him, anyone in the world could go. This kind of lure relationship is not what Baicao Poetry expected.
What she wants is to travel as much as she wants, and travel as she wants, with freedom.
The green-headed man raised the curtain of the car, feeling bored, "According to your way of walking, I don't know how long it will take to reach Wanzhou in the year of the monkey."
The reason why Baicaoshi didn't follow the official path and the trail was entirely because she wanted to collect herbal medicines along the way.
Materia Medica is spiritual, hidden in the mountains.
The hard-working herb pickers, in order to blindly treat herbal medicine, do not hesitate to travel all over the world, measure the earth with their feet, and worship the mountains with devotion.
The green-headed man did the same when he was young.
In the history books, Li Shizhen visited famous mountains, and only then did he have the grand medical book "Compendium of Materia Medica".
After all, the Kunming College entrance examination will be held in September, and if you miss it, you will be miserable.
If you look at the scenery too much, you will get tired of it, and the car curtain lifts the ground, and Baicaoshi's arms are sore.
Ororuha, on the other hand, leisurely took out a book from under the seat, looking calm and elegant.
Baicao Poems attracted attention, and I saw "Da Yan Feng Wu Zhi" written on the cover, written by Bu Baili.
"Haha, this name is so interesting. Walking hundreds of miles, I bet two copper coins that he must be a wonderful person."
Zhe Yu shook the book in his hand, "Not only is he wonderful, he also comes from a distinguished family. His real name is Bu Zhan, and he is the son of the left servant of the Ministry of Rites. After traveling far away, I returned after seven years and handed over my handwriting to Zhiyuan Bookstore, where it was published in a volume. A woman from a family in Beijing had a copy, and the paper was very expensive in Beijing.”
Baicaoshi thought of the allusion of Luoyang Zhigui, and it seems that this is a contemporary bestseller. Bu Zhan is simply Dayan's version of Li Daoyuan and Xu Xiake.
"Bao Yu, why do you know everything? It's amazing!" After boasting, Baicaoshi hooked her fingers and blinked her eyes.
Let’s take a look.
Zhe Yu was about to hand the book to her, when Baicaoshi added, "His pseudonym is very good, if I see him one day, I must get an autograph, hehe."
Zhe Yu's face darkened immediately, and he turned a page by himself, "He took a pseudonym because he had to do it. His father didn't agree with what he did, not to mention he wanted to publish a book. So he let go, Whoever publishes a book for Bu Zhan is going against him, Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Rites, just imagine which bookstore would dare to offend him. Bu Zhan had no choice but to go to Zhiyuan Bookstore under a pseudonym."
Baicaoshi did not expect the story to be so exciting, and became more and more interested in this step. "Then, isn't Zhiyuan Bookstore afraid? The owner of this bookstore is so courageous!"
"Zhiyuan Bookstore is the property of the Pei family in the Song Dynasty. The ancestors of the Pei family have been in business for generations, and they pay attention to honest management. The business is very large. It can be said that there are semicolons in all six countries. Naturally, they will not be afraid of Dayan's left servant of the Ministry of Rites. After the book was published, the bookstore made a lot of money, and now this book is sold in larger bookstores in various countries."
This is vision! Baicao Poetry points to her finger, maybe she can publish a book of herbal diet collection in the future.
"Where did you buy it, I want to buy one too."
Zheyu smiled angrily, and handed the book to her, "I asked someone to bring it to Song Xiangbin, a scholar who treats his eye diseases. He brought it to me from the Zhiyuan Bookstore in Gongjun."
(end of this chapter)