Zhao Zhu saluted respectfully, explained the previous matter, and asked: "Master, there are so many people giving gifts. Now there are also nobles who have sent gifts. They are quite expensive. I don't know how to comply with the arrangement. You see
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You don't have to make friends with military attachés, but it's not a good time to offend anyone either.
If everyone gives this kind of gift and he accepts it, nothing will happen. If there are two families in the same family, they should avoid suspicion.
In addition to the stewards of the mansion, there are also some officials who come to deliver gifts in person because their official positions are not high. Naturally, such guests are not like the stewards of other mansions, who just let them go back and are let go again and again. Invite them
Go to the outer courtyard to rest for a while.
Now that the Duke's Mansion is very large, we have set up a courtyard in the outer courtyard near the gatehouse for everyone to rest. It is not crowded, and all the civil and military officials can live in peace.
Zhao Zhu was very capable. After receiving Su Ziji's instructions, he no longer had any worries. He entertained guests and directed servants in an orderly manner.
Since there were no female guests coming to the door today, Ye Bugui could not show up at this time. There were even many people coming and going in front of him, making it very chaotic, so he could only retreat to the back temporarily.
Su Ziji couldn't help but let Zhao Zhu, the housekeeper, socialize. He had already come out to greet the guests one by one and thank him. In name, everyone was congratulating him on his move to a new house, but in fact they all knew what they were congratulating.
"Master Su, I heard that you once sent someone to search for the "Zheng's Copybook" written by Mr. Zheng, the great sage of Xianyu? At that time, your servant asked about a shop, and I happened to be there."
A fifth-rank official with a dignified appearance smiled and saluted Su Ziji. At the same time, he motioned for the servant to follow him and came forward with a small box in his hands.
"I came here today and I happened to be able to present this copybook that I have here. Although a few pages are missing, it is generally intact. If Mr. Su doesn't mind, please accept it to congratulate Mr. Su on his move."
Obviously, they knew that he loved ancient books, so they sent them here specially.
All the other gifts were accepted, but Su Ziji naturally liked the calligraphy and ancient books from more than 500 years ago from more distant dynasties.
"I'm so ashamed."
Su Ziji still followed the custom of this era and declined. After some friendly conversation, the ancient book was finally accepted by Su Ziji.
At this time, another sixth-rank official from the Ministry of Etiquette came forward. He also asked people to hold several long boxes. Inside, there were several famous calligraphy and paintings by several famous sages in a place where literary style flourished less than a hundred years ago.
The price is naturally not as good as the Xianyu ancient books I sent before, but the advantage is that there are five copies, and they are all the works of five members of the family. In terms of meaning, they are also very festive, so it is naturally a good gift.
Because mosquito legs are still meat no matter how small they are, Su Ziji was naturally very happy, declined it, and happily accepted it.
Most of these guests who came in person were officials from the capital below the fourth rank. The military attachés might have sent some valuable gifts, while most of the civil servants had personally sent one or two ancient books, which not only seemed elegant, but also appealed to Su Ziji's liking.
"They are all human beings. Giving heavy gifts is not only bad politically, but it also makes you feel bad."
"Hearing that I like handwritten ancient books, I sent these eagerly. Not only are they elegant in name, but they are actually not worth much."
How do you say this in ancient books?
To say it is valuable means it has some value; to say it has no value means it has no value. It is difficult to exchange money for it. Moreover, with a scholarly family and wide social network, many of them can obtain paintings and calligraphy from relatives and friends without spending money.
"It's a pity, I like it."
Su Ziji couldn't help but lament that he, the so-called grandson of the emperor who had not yet been officially naturalized, could have so many people learn about his hobby and collect so many ancient books to give to him. Other people who were crowned kings could not help but sigh.
How should it attract people's attention and support it?
No wonder many people lament that studying hard for ten years in Han Chuang and getting a gold medal in one day is not as good as being born into a royal family and enjoying the splendor at birth. It is easy for many people to be in vain just by comparing one person to another.
Frustrated and unwilling.
After welcoming a wave of guests and inviting them to rest and drink tea in the hall, Su Ziji returned to the main courtyard and saw a long table with twenty or thirty wooden boxes of various sizes piled on top.
"This is "Yu's Exegesis", written by Yu Hang, a Jinshi scholar in the late period of the previous dynasty, and edited by the Hanlin Academy. After his father Yu Ding hanged himself to remonstrate, he refused to live up to his father's ambition and stayed in the world for the rest of his life."
"Although he resigned later and stopped working, he still has knowledge."
Su Ziji reached out and touched it, but his expression changed.
"When you discover [Yu's exegesis], do you want to learn from it?"
"yes."
"[Yu's Exegesis] has been learned, [Experience +0]"
"What a shame, Rosewood is still responding, but there is no gain in experience. Is this because Yu Hang's knowledge and thoughts no longer benefit me?"
Su Ziji took a deep breath and gradually understood that he had probably reached a full value in the "Four Books and Five Classics". With the current situation, he could not learn any experience at all. He felt disappointed in his heart. However, he picked up a few books later.
The calligraphy and painting on the calligraphy books made the red sandalwood mother react.
"When you discover "Zheng's Copybook", do you want to learn from it?"
"After discovering "Yang Mingchun Mountain Painting", do you learn from it?"
As Su Ziji answered "yes", a weak feeling of coolness came over him.
"[Calligraphy] +500, level 11 (3835/11000)"
"[Danqing] +1000, level 11 (4557/11000)"
"It seems that now I can only learn from calligraphy, painting and calligraphy." Su Ziji thought to himself as he looked at the increase in experience and the improvement of calligraphy, painting and calligraphy.
However, although this kind of harvest was not nothing, it was still far from Su Ziji's previous expectations, which made him a little dissatisfied.
Looking at another box in front of him, Su Ziji opened it and took out one. On the indigo blue cover, there were a few words that could be called flying phoenixes, "Qingfeng Dao Jing"!
"How could there be a Taoist scripture mixed in here?" Su Ziji was slightly startled when he saw the name on the cover of the book, but after flipping through the page, he suddenly understood when he saw the words inside.
"It's actually Mr. Xianyu Zheng's copybook?"
Whether it is the previous dynasty or the previous dynasties, in fact, many calligraphers like to copy Taoist scriptures and Sanskrit scriptures and pass them on to later generations, which become precious copybooks.
The same is true for this Taoist scripture. The content of the Taoist scripture itself must not be paid attention to. It has been passed down for hundreds of years. What is cherished by people is that the person who wrote the scripture is Xianyu Zheng Mingqiu, who has extraordinary attainments in calligraphy.
Unfortunately, Su Ziji had already learned from Mr. Zheng's copybook before, so he must not have gained much experience this time. The reason is very simple. The same person has similar knowledge and skills, and there will be many duplications after reading it two or three times.
Not much is actually gained.
"It's more or less meat." When Su Ziji saw the words inside and thought like this, almost the next moment, Su Ziji felt the red sandalwood wood shake.
Generally speaking, when Su Ziji learned something useful, half of the red sandalwood sticks would flash. Now there are very few cases where they flash like this.
"After discovering "Qingfeng Dao Jing", do you want to learn from it?"