At first glance, Sai Jiangnan was full of suspicion.
Isn't this a chapter-based novel that is circulated outside?
Although Sai Jiangnan has not read it, she has heard about it from her close friends, especially those sisters hiding in the alleys of the boudoir, who seem to be very interested in these novels. They copied stories of 30,000 to 50,000 words at will, and copied them very seriously. After copying, they hid them like a treasure, and didn't even let her take a look at them out of curiosity.
Sai Jiangnan, a rough and unruly lady, naturally didn't understand the delicate thoughts of those girls in the boudoir. She thought these novels were all dirty things that confused people's minds, otherwise how could so many people be obsessed with these stories? After all, those dirty manuscripts were written by this kind of rogue!
Sai Jiangnan's first reaction was to denounce a few words, but she was afraid that this guy would break the contract, so she had to hold back.
It's strange to say that other teachers punish students by copying classic ancient books, but he is punished by copying novels. I don't know where he heard this story.
Zhen Shiyin recognized the psychic Jia Yucun in a dream and fell in love with a young lady.
I have never heard of it. I will ask others someday.
Xia Shang's manuscript is not something else, but the famous "Dream of Red Mansions"!
As a scholar, "Dream of Red Mansions" is probably a must-read and in-depth masterpiece. Xia Shang's research on "Dream of Red Mansions" has lasted for many years. He has read it through for no less than ten times. He can't say that he can recite it backwards, but at least he can write it down word for word.
Why choose "Dream of Red Mansions" as the first book after traveling through time?
Not only is it the most familiar, but the key is that it is most in line with the background of the times. The ancients should be more receptive to reading "Dream of Red Mansions".
How to manage your wisdom in ancient times?
Xia Shang has always been very conservative on this issue. Writing "Dream of Red Mansions" is the least likely to be regarded as an alien, and it is also the most in line with the tastes of contemporary people.
These are all Xia Shang's expectations. As for the effect, he is not sure. Sai Jiangnan and her maid are the first batch of guinea pigs.
Sai Jiangnan and Xiao Cui are concentrating on copying books, and Xia Shang also took the opportunity to continue writing.
"Dream of Red Mansions" has 7,000 words in one chapter. It is definitely impossible to copy it a hundred times. Sai Jiangnan felt tired and weak after copying it once, but she was quite interested in the poems in the story.
There are several poems in the first chapter.
One says: The paper is full of absurd words, and a handful of bitter tears.
Everyone says that the author is crazy, who can understand the taste?
The second says: The spoiled and spoiled child laughs at your stupidity, and the lotus flower faces the snow in vain.
The third says: Uncertain three life wishes, frequently add a section of sorrow.
When boredom comes, frown your forehead, and walk away and look back a few times.
Looking at the shadow in front of the wind, who can be your companion under the moon?
If the moonlight is interested, go to the Jade Girl Tower first.
I won't list them all...
How wonderful are these poems? Every sentence is exquisite and contains metaphors, as if there is a magnificent painting hidden in the fog, and once it is unveiled, it will be a soul-stirring drama.
How could there be so many exquisite poems in a book, a story, and a chapter?
Sai Jiangnan didn't understand it very well, but he also felt that this poem was not something that ordinary people could say. Who wrote it? Who wrote this story? Where did he get it from?
"I'm so tired, can I take a break?" Sai Jiangnan asked tentatively with full of doubts, and was worried that Xia Shang would not agree. As a result, Xia Shang had no objection and nodded to continue writing.
Sai Jiangnan wanted to ask something, but seeing Xia Shang so focused, he stopped talking and quietly walked behind him to watch him write.
Xia Shang is a born Confucian scholar. Regardless of his appearance, qualifications, manners, and thoughts, he is born with a Confucian elegance. Especially when he is concentrating on writing, a faint elegance emanates from the inside out. If we talk about demeanor, we can know this.
Sai Jiangnan once felt that she was unparalleled in beauty. Facing this scene, she couldn't help but doubt whether she was not as beautiful as a man?
It can be said that who says that girls in the boudoir are good? Nowadays, young men are better than flowers.
"Oh, Sai Jiangnan, what are you thinking about? Why are you obsessed with flowers? This guy is a bastard and a gangster! Don't be fooled by his beauty!"
Sai Jiangnan shook her head, and one side of her face turned slightly red.
After calming down a little, her attention shifted to the paper in front of Xia Shang.
The handwriting was like a lively dancer jumping on the paper, with different charms, all of which were the style of the masters.
"I didn't expect that he could write so well. This bastard is quite knowledgeable."
Sai Jiangnan muttered, and saw that there was no reference around Xia Shang. There was no pause between words, but the content was the story just now.
Did he write the story?
Impossible!
How could he write so many exquisite poems in such a short time?
"Where did you hear this story?"
Sai Jiangnan couldn't help asking.
"A guy named Cao Xueqin told me."
"Oh. It's true." Sai Jiangnan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that if he really wrote it, wouldn't this guy be a monster?
At this time, Xia Shang finished his silent writing again, stopped writing, stood up, and moved his hands and feet.
Writing a book is indeed a bit tiring.
Looking at Sai Jiangnan, Xia Shang suddenly asked: "Have you read it just now? How do you feel? Are you curious?"
"You mean the manuscript?"
"Yes."
"It's not very interesting, just whining."
"You are a brainless woman, so you naturally can't understand the essence of it."
"What did you say? You...say it again!"
"I'll say it again. May I ask if you have finished copying it a hundred times? Do you want more money?"
"I won't copy it! I can't finish it at all."
"How about copying it ten times?"
"This..."
Finally, unable to resist Xia Shang's temptation, Sai Jiangnan returned to her seat obediently.
On the contrary, the little maid on the other side was very focused. She didn't make any noise when Sai Jiangnan and Xia Shang talked before. Her thin eyebrows were twisted together, and she seemed very laborious to read every word, but she put a pile of manuscripts beside her, and she didn't seem to feel tired.
Supervising the two girls to copy books ended the day's teaching work.
Xia Shang wrote five chapters first, and asked Sai Jiangnan to copy them ten times before class tomorrow. If she finished, he would give her the money.
Sai Jiangnan refused at first, but was persuaded by Xia Shang's words and agreed in a daze.
It's good to have two free laborers, otherwise I don't know when the plan of writing books to make money can be implemented.
...
As dusk approached, smoke was rising from the stove in the small courtyard of the family, and the food was boiling in the pot, waiting for the owner of the house to return.
The craftsmen who came to build the house at home finished their work one after another. They laid the foundation today and left a mess after leaving.
Xiaoyue and Li Zhong had to come to clean up the mess.
Qin Huairou started practicing sword. It has become a habit to practice sword every day, and she can't miss a day.
Yazhi looked at him from afar at the entrance of the courtyard, wondering when the young master would come back.
After looking for a long time, there was no trace of Xia Shang, but a servant who delivered a letter was welcomed.
"Excuse me, is Mr. Xia here?"
"You're out? What's up?"
"Then... I'll be waiting here. I must personally hand this name card to Mr. Xia."
"What name card is so important?"
"It's the name card from Miss Xian'er to Mr. Xia. It was delivered yesterday, but Mr. Xia didn't show up. Miss Xian'er said that it must be delivered to Mr. Xia today. I can only go back after he asks me the reason."
"No need!" Qin Huairou came with a sword on her back and said coldly, "Just give me the name card."
"But..." The servant looked embarrassed.
"Why? Do you want me to say it again?" Qin Huairou was not easy to mess with, especially the sword behind her, which gave off a chilling and murderous aura.
The servant had no choice but to hand over the name card and leave.
Qin Huairou knew that it was sent by the foxy girl named Xian'er just by looking at the appearance of the name card. Without thinking, she threw the name card into the air, and the sword swept across. When the name card fell to the ground, it had already turned into a piece of broken flowers.