The child, with his short hands and feet, flopped a few times but couldn't break free, so he shouted, "If you can, please let me down first."
When Zhang Xingyi heard this, he let go, only to hear a "pop" 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, "New kid"
Bar?"
New... new here?
Zhang Xingyi was furious when she heard this. The entire Nanxiang was her Zhang family's food fief. Although her family had no decision-making power over Nanxiang, all the taxes collected here belonged to her family.
This little kid looks at people with such contempt, it is really intolerable!
Immediately, I was ready to capture him again.
But 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!"
Only then did Zhang Xingyi remember that this was the entrance to the bookstore, and she 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 to get free, "I don't care who you are, I'm not afraid of you anyway."
Anyway, there were a lot of people coming in and out here, so he wasn't afraid at all that the other party would do anything to him.
"The Marquis of Xixiang is my elder brother, and this entire Nanxiang County is my family's food territory. Not to mention you, even if your family comes over, do you think I'm afraid of him?"
When Luo Xian heard this, his eyes first showed suspicion, 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.
But how could Zhang Xingyi let him get his wish? At that moment, he grabbed his collar again and pulled him back, "Where are you running!"
Luo Xian's little short legs kicked on the ground twice, and when he found that he couldn't run away, he quickly begged for mercy, "Mrs. Zhang family, Xian knows that he was wrong, so I beg you, for Feng Langjun's sake, spare me this time."
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"What did you say?"
"I said I was wrong."
"The following sentence."
"Please, madam, for Feng Langjun's sake..."
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 meals 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 saw that it was terrible. 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 sometimes that person's actions were really unpredictable. How could this young 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, "You know me?"
Luo Xian nodded and said matter-of-factly, "Who in Nanxiang has not heard of Mrs. Zhang? Feng Langjun is a character 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 spread in Nanxiang forever.
Luo Xian said as he looked at Zhang Xingyi again, and nodded even more vigorously, "It is really the most appropriate thing to use a beautiful face on 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 clever. 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 Luo Xian's words, 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 read and write when he was three years old. If Feng Yong had not interfered, he would have been able to write commendable articles by the time he was thirteen years old, and he could be regarded as a little prodigy.
In addition, the novels written by a certain country bumpkin, in the eyes of people at this time, were extremely white prose - after all, the rappers were asked to tell things for the general public, so naturally they had to be as white as possible.
Therefore, even if Luo Xian cannot understand what is hidden here, he can at least understand the superficial meaning of the article.
Zhang Xingyi was surprised when he heard this, "You also know "Purple Lightning Green Frost"?"
"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 blue frost doesn't come out, who can compete with me?"
At the same time, there was a look of enthusiasm 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, the Immortal Soldier, who used soldiers like a god throughout his life, turned out to have obtained Wu Mu's suicide note in Zidian Qingshuang. Zidian's order to the world is exactly what he meant."
"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 the 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 involved the part about Emperor Gaozu, but it had been slightly modified by a country bumpkin and turned into the image of Wei Guangzheng.
Emperor Gaozu had no knowledge of Zhang Wuji's retreat into the mountains, and in the end he was 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 saw the first half, but I didn't know the second half."
Zhang Xingyi answered honestly. She saw the beginning of the book saying: This book is purely fictitious and is a rumor from unofficial history.
I thought it was really fabricated by Lan Ling Xiaoxiaosheng.
But I didn't expect these things to happen in the second half.
"No wonder, let me tell 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 from the world..."
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 represent this person, right?
Thinking like this, I even thought about the second half of "Zidian Qingshuang Ji", "I see, then let's go in."
With Luo Xian leading the way and the fact that he was a well-known figure in Nanxiang, Zhang Xingyi felt confident.
After all, Zhang San and other servants did not dare to follow him in. They followed the other servants' example and stood outside the door waiting.
Zhang Xingyi walked into the bookstore and was slightly shocked.
Inside 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 had never seen the royal family's collection of books, but she had 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 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 bowing their heads and writing furiously.
There were a lot of people walking around in the bookstore, but everyone tried to walk as softly as possible, and even when they spoke to each other, they did so in a low voice so as not to disturb others.
When Zhang Xingyi saw this, his mind went into a trance. It was inevitable that Nanxiang would become the place where Wenjiao flourished.
That person... Well, Feng Lang's feat, I don't know how many people will benefit from this great favor in the future?
There is an ancient 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 led Zhang Xingyi to a row of cabinets 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.
Sure enough, it's not cheap. No wonder there are so many people copying books there.
But 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 saw this rare and beautiful young lady coming in, so he took a second look at it, but now he was really surprised to see her coming with a lot of books.
He had never seen anyone buy so many books at once.
Most people would be considered to be from a wealthy family if they bought a book. This little lady will definitely not have a workshop or a ranch at home. The only possibility is that there is a mine at home?
"Madam, these books total 2,100 pieces. May I ask, madam, whether they were written in money, 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."
"Young ladies are on this floor. You can pick out any books you want and take them away without having to spend any money."
When the bookstore doctor heard this, he quickly handed over the ticket in his hand.
Manager Li took it and handed it to Zhang Xingyi.
"Why?"
Zhang Xingyi, however, did not reach out to take it and asked.
"This is true regardless of Mrs. Zhang, 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. Therefore, this bookstore is built by Feng Langjun.
Madam Zhang also has a share in the bookstore."
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?
Standing there, Zhang Xingyi was 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 bowed to Zhang Xingyi.
With this young man taking the lead, everyone, old and young, suddenly understood and quickly started to bow their hands in salute.
Even the person sitting far away at the table and chair who was just copying books with his head down was startled. He stood up and came over, silently bowed before going back and sitting down again.
Everyone was doing the same action 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 got another blessing...
"My dear lady, you don't have to be like this. My dear 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 and retracted his eyes that were about to bleed. Then he nodded and reached out to take the note back.
She thought wrong just now. Feng Lang's move, not only in the future, can already be regarded as a small 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 was used to dye the fonts, but they are shiny and golden.
Although it was just a small piece of paper with only seven words engraved on it, what came to my face was solemn and generous.
Zhang Xingyi held the piece of paper tightly and asked, "Who is this number one?"
"It's Miss Guan."
When Zhang Xingyi heard this, he felt very angry, he was so heartless!
