Red Mansion Jia Lan: Do you want to run away tonight to visit your relatives? Chapter 68: Issued a document to summon advisors, Jia Qingyu made an update
Chapter 68: Issued a document to summon advisors, Jia Qingyu made an update
"Jia Lan, the mountain chief calls you over."
"Okay, I understand, senior."
Arriving at the mountain chief's room, Li Xuanzhu was holding a stack of manuscripts in one hand and looking at them, while holding a steaming teacup in the other hand and blowing on it gently.
Seeing Jia Lan coming, he took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and then raised the manuscript in his hand.
"Jia Lan, you are here. I am calling you here because I have something to tell you."
Li Xuanzhu patted the manuscript in his hand: "The Qingming Festival has passed, and it is time for the academy to prepare to publish a new collection of essays..."
"Oh..." Jia Lan suddenly realized that this was what happened.
As mentioned earlier, booksellers in this era printed everything, but the best-selling books were always books related to scientific research. The collections published by this academy were one of them, especially the collections from famous academies. p>
Therefore, various anthologies generally have no shortage of sales.
As long as a new collection of essays by a great literary giant like Wang Shizhen of the Ming Dynasty comes out, it will definitely attract rush buying.
Many scholars lack some spirituality in their compositions, but they can imitate, or even shamelessly plagiarize directly, cut and modify them for their own use, provided that you can get the articles of contemporary people. p>
Not only has excellent culture been passed down, but this bad nature has also been passed down. So many music tailors in later generations actually originated from this, and they became more and more famous as they copied it.
The income of collected works is also one of the major contributors to many academies. Although Diecui Academy is not as famous as the three major academies, its sales of collected works have always been very good.
"In the last quarterly exam, your Shi Wen was on the small list. Naturally, you will be included in it. In the following two monthly exams, although your Shi Wen has improved, I think it is better not to enter it until you have truly formed yourself.
It’s not too late to add it after you have developed the style of writing.”
Jia Lan bowed and replied: "Sir, students know how protective they are. Learning a path is a long journey. I am worried about being complacent. I have written a few humble works, so please don't include them."
"Okay, that's good if you think so. What I'm afraid of is that you will be so complacent at a young age that you will be injured by Zhong Yong."
Li Xuanzhu was very satisfied with Jia Lan's attitude and slowly put down the manuscript in his hand.
At this time, a gust of cool wind blew in from outside the house, blowing the top few pictures away. Jia Lan stretched out his hand to hold them down so that they did not blow down. He glanced at several of them and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Sir, are there any poems published in this anthology?"
Li Xuanzhu smiled and said: "The publishing bookseller said that the south is also very interested in poetry now. Adding a few poems in another column in the anthology can make the sales better and wider. Let me try to include some poems in it, and another
We will provide you with writing fees.
Since you have this benefit, why refuse it? If you have more money and food, you can support another poor family."
"Students admire your gentleman's magnanimity." Jia Lan sincerely complimented him. It is indeed rare for someone like Li Xuanzhu to see interests so clearly.
What's even more rare is that he never shy away from hiding his philosophy of putting poverty first in front of others, even in front of Jia Lan.
Nobles from high-ranking families have their own structure, and scholars from poor families also have their own character. Jia Lan has always viewed it objectively. This thing has been seen a lot in later generations. In high-ranking families, there are people who eat and drink, and there are also people who have the heart to repay their responsibilities and do practical things.
There are those who live in poverty and enjoy the Taoism, and there are also those who are degenerate.
"Students understand that in this forest, there are all kinds of birds..."
After hearing this, Li Xuanzhu couldn't laugh or cry immediately, and laughed and scolded: "You kid, where did you learn the vulgar language... Haha, but the words are rough and the reason is not rough, that is indeed the truth."
Jia Lan looked at the manuscript on the desk, suddenly felt something in his heart, and asked: "Sir, in this case, why not let the students try to compose a poem?"
Li Xuanzhu said "Oh" and looked at Jia Lan. Seeing his eager expression, he couldn't help laughing: "I'm blinded by a leaf. If I want to record some poems, I have to rely on our sunny days.
The rain must come! Hahaha!"
Jia Lan has been hearing this nickname for the past month, and his ears are about to get calluses, and he has become accustomed to it.
After getting permission from the mountain chief, Jia Lan rolled out a piece of rice paper and pressed it down with a weight. He raised his head and looked at the scenery outside the window, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then wrote the next chapter "Geng Liu Zi":
Guanshan is horizontal, with sparse stars shining brightly. It is not clear that the night will last forever. The sound is slow, and the drops are cold. The eyes are not easy to touch.
Pear blossoms fall, insects clump, how can I get drunk with thin wine? The affairs of the world, the hearts of young people, are clear and deep.
Li Xuanzhu took it and took a look. His eyes immediately lit up and he applauded.
"What a poem about 'The affairs of the world, the heart of a young man. It is clear and deep.' The poem expresses ambition, and Jia Lan has already captured three of them in this poem."
I read it again and praised: "What's even more rare is your sentiments about the worldly affairs of your family and country, which are even more profound and profound."
Suddenly Li Xuanzhu raised his head and looked at Jia Lan, his cloudy eyes shining brightly: "You are from Rongning Second House, so I will ask you, what do you think of Rongning Second House?"
The mountain leader's question made Jia Lan stunned for a moment, and he was a little surprised. This person who never talked about things other than academic work in front of him, today actually...?
For a while, Jia Lan's mind wandered, thinking about the meaning of Li Xuan's poem.
Seeing Jia Lan's hesitation, Li Xuanzhu smiled: "You don't need to think too much. I am not asking you this question on behalf of anyone. If you don't want to answer, you shouldn't."
"Students are rude."
Jia Lan cupped his hands and thought for a moment, feeling that ordinary people might not be able to see the full picture of the Jia Mansion now, but with Li Xuan's experience, he could guess 70% to 80% of it without asking.
The two mansions of Rong and Ning look like wealthy families, but they are actually just like a sieve.
Thinking of this, Jia Lan felt relieved, looked at Li Xuanzhu calmly, and said eight words softly: "The sun sets and the journey is far away, and it hurts my heart."
After Li Xuanzhu heard this, his eyes seemed to shine brightly. He looked Jia Lan up and down, looked at his clear eyes, and kept nodding.
"It is rare for you to have such an awakening! Duke Rong and Ning have great spirits. Even if there are any setbacks in the future, the Jia family will definitely be able to revive in your hands."
"Sir?!" Jia Lan's eyes suddenly shrank. Li Xuanzhu's words obviously meant something. Could it be that he had already seen something? Or is the future decline of Jia's family related to Li Xuanzhu?
Jia Lan was upset for a while and didn't know how to answer the call.
But I heard Li Xuan laugh and joke: "Scholars need to be calm when encountering big things. It seems that you haven't mastered the art of calming down yet."
Jia Lan woke up and quickly lowered his head: "Student is ashamed."
"Don't worry, the Jia family is still in good shape now. The second Duke Rong Ning is a great hero, and Xian Rongguo is an important minister of the country. As long as future generations don't do anything stupid, it's okay to be a noble family.
Moreover, I have heard a little bit about what happened in Rongfu recently. I want to ask who has not made mistakes? If you can correct your mistakes, there is no great improvement."
When leaving the academy, Jia Lan realized that he had broken out in a cold sweat.