flstandardbreds Chapter 141 From the Grass Garden to the Sanwei Book House
Chapter 141 From the Grass Garden to the Sanwei Book House
Zhao Xiaoshu took the silver and was about to leave when Bai Shaoqiu stopped him:
"and many more……"
"It's still early. So, Crazy, you go with Xiaoshu. After you've arranged the banquet, go to Zhuxi and pick up Brother Si in a carriage."
"There's also the Sanwei Book House next door to Baicao Garden. I want to ask Brother Si, the calligraphy master, to leave his calligraphy. Let's go!"
He Xiaofeng didn't move.
"Master, the prince has ordered that I cannot leave you even a step!"
Bai Shaoqiu pondered for a moment and felt that what He Xiaofeng said made sense.
He took out a charcoal pencil from his pocket and picked up a piece of paper from the desk beside him.
Under everyone's gaze, he quickly wrote a line of words:
"Brother, drink, wait until you are drunk!"
No signature is required at all.
This calligraphy... No one in the world can copy it!
Shopkeeper Wen's face twitched as he looked at the words on the paper.
The handwriting in "A Dream of Red Mansions" is also ugly!
But when he saw with his own eyes that the young master wrote such ugly words, he still felt a little pain in his heart!
Well, this probably explains why the young master is the god of literature.
This Wenquxing who came to earth was quite busy. He had great literary talent but had forgotten how to write.
Once the young master wakes up, he can write poems and essays that will shock the world and move ghosts to tears, but without long-term practice, his handwriting will not be as good as that of a child who has just started learning.
Zhao Xiaoshu took the paper and put it in his arms, then left happily.
He Xiaofeng folded his arms and did not sit down.
He observed the rules of a concierge.
He leaned against the doorpost of the study, blocking the ray of sunlight that came into the study.
The three of them took their seats.
The two old men picked up their cigarettes again.
Bai Shaoqiu made tea and asked:
"Where's Xiao Xi?"
Uncle Fu took a deep breath of cigarette, exhaled a cloud of thick smoke, and said:
"She said she went to the Princess's Mansion to look for you... didn't you see her?"
"No, we left the Princess's Mansion at noon. When did she go there?"
Uncle Fu nodded slightly. "She left around noon and brought a can of chicken soup with her. She said it was for your nourishment. You came here by carriage, so I think you missed her on the way. She will be back soon."
"Um,"
Bai Shaoqiu looked at the shopkeeper Wen, and his expression gradually became serious:
"Those years are hard to look back on."
"At that time, I simply ignored your words of advice and did many ridiculous things that hurt you..."
"The Bai family fell apart because of me, and the Bai's Bookstore also closed down because of me. These are all things of the past. I have reflected deeply these days and feel that I can no longer live my life in such a muddled way."
"So I went to the Zhuxi Literary Society,"
Turning his head to look at He Xiaofeng, he added, "I asked Monk Meng Ruan to write this book, The Story of the Stone."
"What I want to do is to reopen the bookstore first. I told Uncle Fu about this earlier. Because of my status as a son-in-law, the bookstore can no longer be named Bai's Bookstore."
"And this matter..."
Bai Shaoqiu looked at He Xiaofeng who was leaning against the door again, and felt that this guy was a bit of an eyesore, so he should be beaten and sent away.
"You are the ones who are mainly responsible for running and managing this bookstore. I am just providing manuscripts to the bookstore."
"Everything needs to wait. I'll make the next plan after I go to Kyoto next autumn."
"I want to make Sanwei Bookstore famous in Xingguo first. Maybe my parents will come back after hearing about it."
"Don't worry about the manuscript. Brother Fang will raise funds for me in Kyoto, and Brother Si will also write letters to his students and friends."
"Don't worry about the money needed in the early stages. I made some money from the Zhuxi Literary Society, which should be enough to support the bookstore for a while."
Manager Wen felt relieved after hearing Bai Shaoqiu's words.
His old eyes suddenly turned red again.
Like Uncle Fu, he is an old man in the Bai Mansion and is loyal to his former master Bai Changgeng.
Of course, they were extremely sad about the decline of the Bai Mansion, and of course they were extremely resentful of the young master's past.
Now the young master suddenly woke up, became the most talented person in Xiling City, and wrote such a good book... When the shopkeeper Wen saw the manuscript a few days ago, he was so happy that he cried.
The young master is right in front of me now.
So sensible.
There is no trace of his former dissolute look on his body anymore...
The shopkeeper Wen swallowed his saliva and said confidently, "Don't worry, young master. With this old servant and Uncle Fu, this Sanwei Bookstore will definitely be able to open..."
"No, it's not just about opening it. I'm going to risk my life to make the name of Sanwei Bookstore known throughout Xingguo!"
"This is what the old slave intends to do,"
"The Story of the Stone is the most valuable book in Sanwei Bookstore. It's published monthly, with only three issues per month!"
"I have collected all the poems that Young Master wrote at the Zhuxi Literary Club. I will print them into a book and sell them together when Sanwei Bookstore opens."
"If Elder Si and Elder Fang have someone to recommend... we can offer a good price based on the quality of the book's content. We don't necessarily need to make a lot of money, but we need to first spread the word about Sanwei Bookstore."
"We need to enrich the books in Sanwei Bookstore first."
"Sanwei Bookstore must first gain a foothold in Xiling City and defeat Chang's Bookstore!"
"I heard from Uncle Fu that your purpose of going to Kyoto next year is to ask the Emperor to revoke the imperial decree granting the marriage. If this can be accomplished, it would be the best, but I have something to say here."
"Young Master must not offend the Zhenxi Palace because of this!"
"What this old servant means is... if the young master wants to do this, it would be best to discuss it with the prince first."
"If Princess Changying really dislikes you, Young Master, you should go to Kyoto and ask the Emperor to withdraw the imperial edict. This will benefit both the palace and Princess Changying. The palace must understand this benefit!"
These words are full of meaning.
No matter who you are, if you want to settle down in Xiling City, you must not offend the Zhenxi Palace.
Bai Shaoqiu went to Kyoto to ask the emperor to revoke the imperial decree granting the marriage. In the opinion of Manager Wen, if he was still the young master he used to be, the palace would surely agree.
But now the young master has been reborn and become the most talented man in Xiling City.
Will the palace agree to this?
If the young master offends the palace because of this matter, Sanwei Bookstore will face bankruptcy again!
Bai Shaoqiu nodded, poured tea, and said with a smile:
"I have already discussed this matter with the prince and princess. They are of course supportive and have even drafted an agreement. You don't have to worry about offending the palace."
He Xiaofeng, who was standing by, was shocked when he heard this!
He only knew that Bai Shaoqiu had won the Zhuxi Literary Competition and would go to Kyoto to participate in the Xiangshan Literary Competition next year. However, he didn't know that Bai Shaoqiu's intention was not to win the Xiangshan Literary Competition, but to ask the emperor to withdraw the imperial decree granting the marriage.
That’s Princess Changying!
He Xiaofeng quickly spat out the dogtail grass in his mouth and asked in shock:
"Master, do you want to cancel the engagement?"
Bai Shaoqiu turned his head to look at him, and mused for three breaths: "I won't hide it from you, I went through so much trouble just to cancel this marriage."
He Xiaofeng swallowed his saliva and widened his eyes: "...No,"
"There are five beauties in the world, do you know?"