Red Mansion Jia Lan: Do you want to run away tonight to visit your relatives? Chapter 67: Encouragement to write new works. Preparing for the exam and seeing Miaoyu’s poem for the first time.
Chapter 67: Encouragement to write new works. Preparing for the exam and seeing Miaoyu’s poem for the first time.
Jin Daxia's martial arts novels can be said to be born out of the knight-errant biographies in "Historical Records", but they are very different from traditional Chinese genres such as "Water Margin", "Three Heroes and Five Righteousnesses", "Shuo Yue", etc. The various martial arts novels
The grand event, each vivid character, and the set of fascinating martial arts are all eye-catching.
In addition, Jia Lan asked Leng Zixing to give Rixintang a trick to make them more ambitious. They should not sell them one by one and have others copy them. Instead, they should print them and print them in one go.
Major cities set up shop to promote sales in order to maximize profits.
After reading Jia Lan's book, the chief executive of Rixintang was also full of confidence. After several months of planning, he took the lead in selling it in Shenjing, Jiangnan, Guangnan and other places. As expected, everyone heard that it was the author of "The Shadow of the Shadow", Jinling Xiao
Xiaosheng’s new works are being purchased one after another.
At this time, the reputation of "The Condor" was greatly hyped. In addition, the quality of "Jin Da Xia" was really good. Luoyang paper was expensive for a while, and even Rixintang made a lot of money. The full text of "The Condor" is one million words, which is more than "Water Margin"
Slightly more, a set of 20 volumes, priced at 10 taels, and sold out in a few days.
That’s a total of three thousand sets of books! In other words, Rixintang took back thirty thousand taels in one go!
For example, Jia Qiang was inspecting Zhuangzi in Liaodong. A village with a thousand acres of farmland produced only 150 taels of silver in a year, excluding the cost of labor and materials. It would take two hundred years without disasters to equal the income from selling books.
So it’s no wonder that the head of Rixintang attaches great importance to Jia Lan.
After Jia Lan got the interest, he naturally would not treat the people below him badly. He asked Leng Zixing to help him make reference and bought two Zhuangzi in Qidi. One of them was put under the name of Daiyu's master and servant, and the annual output was discounted.
Whether the silver coins are counted as a monthly basis for three people or the fat coins, Zijuan Xueyan can get more than twenty taels every year.
This is far beyond the treatment of a first-class maid. The two girls are happy, so they will naturally help to cover up.
The moonlight is still the same, the water ripples are rippling, and Daiyu's lowered eyelashes tremble slightly: "Xueyan is right, this matter of separation and reunification has been difficult since ancient times, so just follow your writing. If you change it, you will lose it.
It makes a lot of sense."
Seeing that Daiyu was a little unhappy, Jia Lan smiled and said, "If my aunt feels uncomfortable, how about I write the next book instead and let women bully men throughout the book?"
Daiyu was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "You are talking nonsense again, how is this possible?"
But seeing Jialan's bright eyes looking at her, Daiyu couldn't help but murmured: "Have you already started thinking about the next book?"
"Of course, with such a good business, I can earn thousands of taels of silver just by writing. Every penny I earned by relying on my own (copying) ability is pure and innocent. Why don't I continue writing?
?"
Daiyu made a small "Ah" sound and looked at Jia Lan intently, seeming to be amazed by his talent.
"If there is still a next one, I'd better ask you to write it yourself. I'm writing slowly for fear of dragging you down."
She lowered her head, and there was a sense of resignation in her words, which made Jia Lan frown, "Aunt Lin, you are afraid again! What are you afraid of? I wrote this book, and no one urged me to do it.
, besides, this new book has just been put on sale, so it will take a year and a half to become popular.
After I passed the provincial examination, I took the manuscript to the shopkeeper of Rixintang. After that, I would proofread the format, hire an artist to draw illustrations, and finally print and bind it. It would not be published until next year, even if I had new ideas.
There’s no need to write in such a hurry.”
"That's right!" Daiyu said hurriedly: "You still have to concentrate on your studies, don't get distracted!"
"Don't worry, Aunt Lin!"
Seeing Jia Lan's relaxed face, Daiyu couldn't help but straighten her face and lectured: "This is not a joke, don't trust me! Although the head of the hospital examination has a high chance of passing the provincial examination, it is not that he has never been punished.
An example of deposing! You have also heard the story of Tang Yin in the previous dynasty. Especially the talented person who solved the Yuan Dynasty ended up like this. Be careful! Be careful!"
Daiyu's words were serious, but there was a heart of love and care in them.
Jia Lan also put away his smile, straightened his face, raised his hands, and pushed back slightly.
A green suit spread out, fluttering in the wind, making a whirring sound, and Jialan's whole aura changed for a moment.
He stared at Daiyu's eyes seriously, and under her slightly helpless gaze, he clasped his hands forward and bowed respectfully: "Jia Lan will obey Aunt Lin's order, and I will not disappoint Auntie in this provincial examination!"<
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"Lan'er..."
Lin Daiyu looked at Jia Lan, who had a serious look on her face, and was inexplicably moved, calling him quite emotionally.
"I believe you can do it!"
Late at night, Jia Lan sat in the study and read a book silently and seriously.
Nowadays, he is meditating and meditating on the "Big Dipper Sutra" while practicing the Daoyin technique. His energy and energy have improved a bit. He only needs about five or six hours of sleep every day, and he is full of energy the next day.
Therefore, I work harder every day.
He is self-aware and knows that he cannot pass the exams of the ancient exam masters with just his foundation in later generations.
After reading for another hour, Jia Lan yawned and felt slightly sleepy.
Closing the book, Jia Lan's eyes fell on the paper on the side. The writing on it was clear and elegant. At first glance, it was written by a woman, but it was not Daiyu's writing.
There are two paragraphs written on the paper, one of which is a poem:
"The Gate of Dangdang has been open forever, and some people have gone back and some have come. Qilin talents are circling, returning with the golden dragon in their hands."
Jia Lan read it in a low voice. Although he couldn't figure it out, he still felt a little unclear.
This is what Miaoyu asked the sister-in-law of Muniyuan to give to Jia Lan.
The day of visiting relatives was rushed, and Jia Lan never had the chance to see Miaoyu again. He only knew that she stayed in the Monastery in Shenjing all day long to practice.
After much thought, Jia Lan wrote a letter, which contained some vague questions, and sent Qin Shi to deliver it.
I didn’t receive a reply until today.
If the first poem made Jia Lan confused, then the second half of the poem made Jia Lan confused.
But see:
"In this earthly world, heaven follows the law of heaven."
Jia Lan muttered silently, Miaoyu's sentence sounded a bit hidden, as if this was what she actually wanted to say.
"Tao follows nature..."
"...Is this your answer to me? Does it mean that I let nature take its course?"
In previous letters, Jia Lan raised a question in a subtle way: does Miaoyu know where the thing he is thinking about is?
In the end, she only replied this sentence.
What he was thinking about was nothing more than the body-training method mentioned by Qin Keqing. This month, Jia Lan finally found out about his method from Jiao Da through insinuating others. However, Ke Qing looked at it and shook his head repeatedly, saying that it was too flawed and not suitable for Jia Lan.
Lan.
"Forget it, maybe we really have to wait for the opportunity." Jia Lan shook his head and laughed, his eyes fixed on the closed book.
There are still four months left for the leaving hometown test!