If there is someone with evil intentions around you, the probability of something happening will be even higher. Let her tell you, hide as far away from such a thing as possible.
Things that are made while drunk are not subject to the tossing of thoughtful people. It would be better to have less trouble.
Who knew there was a hurdle?
Jiang Changxi poured tea for Zhou Lan and said, "It seems that I really didn't drink too much. Is my brain still clear?"
Leaving a little more sense at any time is a safeguard for yourself and your family. This must be praised.
Zhou Lan: "That's natural. Chang Xi has so many conversational books here. It's not for nothing. I still know it."
This was said deliberately to please my wife. Of course, I also really felt that when drunk, these people were not very good with their mouths. The danger was very high.
Jiang Changxi teased Zhou Lan: "I'm afraid I missed the opportunity to become famous." After all, you are still young and it is inevitable to act on impulse. Don't regret it later.
Zhou Lan: "It's good to be famous, but not all avenues can be taken. In the future, I'd better go to poetry gatherings like this less often. I don't have much talent."
After saying that, he looked at Jiang Changxi eagerly, waiting for praise. He thought he had done a good job.
After thinking about it, sir, you will understand that this is much better than promoting the poems of your own eldest disciple. After all, the eldest disciple is not very good in poetry.
Jiang Changxi didn't know the twists and turns of her husband's thoughts: "Sir, I want to say that your husband's calligraphy is good and suitable for copying by young children."
The next step is to find the best bookstore to have these rubbings turned into copybooks and print out hundreds of copies. And if it’s urgent, you won’t be afraid to spend money.
A few days later, not to mention Zhou Lan's fuss, Jiang Changxi had already produced these copied copybooks.
I also showed it to my husband, of course, mainly to discuss with him whether this risk-free method of making a name for myself is feasible.
Even a gentleman like him has never published a book for himself. His disciples copied some poems, and even the Filial Piety Classic was printed in volumes. How much money did this cost?
Printing, a very expensive thing, is just for giving to elementary school children to copy. No one will believe you even if you say you are not greedy for anything.
Then Jiang Changxi asked people to compile these two copybooks. These were all copied and had no works of their own. What they were selling was good calligraphy. The risk was equivalent to zero.
Jiang Changxi still wanted to comfort her, but she was already asleep. She even saved the sobering soup.
The husband is convinced by the female disciple's ability to dig into the camp. Compared with him, he leads the senior disciple everywhere, and the effect seems to be more significant.
Of course, sir, he still looks down on the female disciple's brutal methods. As expected of Mrs. Jiang San, her style of doing things is exactly the same: "You are not like this either."
My heart was relaxed and my mouth was filled with anger: "We are a good couple, why should we be angry? Chang Xi should trust my husband more. If there is something about my husband that makes my wife angry, even if my wife teaches me a lesson, my husband will definitely correct it. Let's
It’s not easy to get angry.”
Then I flipped through these books again, and found that they were all easy to understand. And there were no masterpieces by my senior disciples. Isn’t this like the style of a female disciple?
My husband is quite astringent, and he is very particular about marrying a wife. He has to admit that his eldest disciple is very lucky in this regard.
When I looked at Zhou Lan talking over there, I couldn't keep my eyes open, and he was still going on with his long speech.
You must know that as a collection of poems that is highly praised by current students, its reputation as a translator will definitely spread. Especially Zhou Lan’s calligraphy is really good.
Jiang Changxi took out the Filial Piety Classic that Zhou Lan had written for her and some easy-to-understand poems that she copied.
This is because he feels that he has passed the test, so he starts to find fault with his wife, and even dares to point out the situation.
Then Jiang Changxi began a journey of spreading money all over the capital.
Jiang Changxi could see his husband's mentality. But he couldn't let go of his arrogance when a big man was allowed to take advantage of him. He was so thick-skinned.
The husband was still a little disappointed. His brain was not as good as the female disciple's. He was very sour and his tone was a little bad: "Huh, it's not a bad thing."
Jiang Changxi said in his heart that he might have encountered difficulties. In other words, the competition in the capital was really fierce. Zhou Lan was defeated twice in a row.
When Zhou Lan saw his wife talking like this, he knew he had passed the test. He was a little bit cocky.
When Jiang Changxi met Zhou Lan the next day, he was resurrected with full health. He heard that he went out with his husband to meet friends. It can be seen that all those things he said yesterday were just drunken talk.
Even with so much effort, there may not necessarily be much results. Producing a collection of poems or something has a high risk factor, but Zhou Lan can still make a small difference.
Anyone with less money would not dare to be so arrogant. By the way, he was a bit bitter and jealous of his eldest disciple.
Jiang Changxi: "You think, how about the disciples send a few copies of these copybooks to each of the primary school students? We don't have any intention, it's just to make it easier for the children to write and copy."
Zhou Lan had nothing to do but wrote this to cultivate his daughter-in-law's interests and hobbies. Let her use it as a copybook. You can imagine the effect.
No matter how willing you are, you cannot find fault with the Classic of Filial Piety or poetry. Are you challenging the sages?
He then added: "My parents are by our side, and our teachers are watching us. We should communicate well and live a good life. We can't let our elders worry about us."
He had told him both the good and the bad. It was not easy for Jiang Changxi to find a reason to be angry. He just wanted to confirm that this guy had indeed drunk too much, right?
Zhou Lan was still nagging: "Chang Xi, don't worry about me. I have seen all the toys you gave Chang Le. Although I don't know why, I am 70% or 80% good at imitating a cat and a tiger. If it really doesn't work, I will just go there."
The Ministry of Industry also has people with expertise."
The gentleman looked at the box that was brought in and the handwriting on the copybook, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
The gentleman raised his eyebrows. This was a bit out of line with the female disciple's train of thought: "What do you mean?"
The husband lamented that marrying a prodigal daughter-in-law is not without its benefits. Sometimes it is quite interesting to be considered a prodigal. It is very heartwarming.
Forget it, let Dagui make him some particularly bitter hangover soup. He must have drank too much.
Jiang Changxi: "You look like this, how can I take the opportunity to be angry? It's true. But you can't belittle yourself. Talent is nothing. We are doing practical things and we have a hard-working spirit."
Mrs. Jiang San said to Mr. Jiang San: "They say I'm a prodigal. How can I compare to her? Not to mention how valuable these paper and ink are, just talk about how much money the engravings cost."
Mrs. Jiang San did the math and found that the copper coins she scattered were nothing compared to these engravings.
Mr. Jiang San nodded, he must admit that when it comes to losing a family, his daughter is better than his wife.
The daughter's troubles are definitely not comparable to the few boxes of copper coins my wife scattered.