The world's first county magistrate

Chapter 197 The Red Chamber
In fact, Song Wei's thinking was very simple. Originally, he only needed to print school books.

But who would have imagined that they had prepared all the movable type printing a few days ago.

Then they learned that they were not in the county government, so they did a lot more.

Song Wei didn't care about these, but Song Wei had an idea.

Since I have done more, why not use them all, isn't it a waste of resources.

That's why Song Wei hurried back to the county office.

At this moment, he is writing something furiously.

Song Wei has a serious face. There have been many literary masters in this era.

But Song Wei is from modern times, and he has read many literary masterpieces just in school, so why can't he print them out and publish them?
This can also do publicity for Zhen'an County.

So what Song Wei is doing now is to write out the literary giants he has read.

Of course, Song Wei couldn't write them all.

There are so many masterpieces that Song Wei might not be able to finish them in a short time if he wanted to.

So Song Wei just chose a book and started writing.

And what he is writing now is the adapted Dream of the Red Chamber.

Of course, the part he adapted just erased some things that did not conform to this era.

Basically no more changes were made.

As soon as Song Wei started writing, it was time for dinner.

"Boom boom boom!"

The door was knocked.

"Come in!"

Song Wei tidied up the written parts on the table, and then said.

The cook from the county government came in: "Master, Hai has dinner."

The cook said slowly.

Hearing what the cook said, Song Wei touched his stomach.

Only then did I realize that I was hungry a long time ago, but I was so engrossed in writing that I didn't notice it.

He has not eaten for a day since he came back.

Nodding his head, Song Wei said, "Understood, you go down first."

Then Song Wei came to the place to eat.

Seeing the table full of food, Song Wei began to eat and drink.

Song Wei had not eaten for a day, and now seeing these meals that he had not eaten for several days, Song Wei could no longer bear it. The other government officials were a little surprised when they saw Song Wei's eating appearance.

"Why do you feel like you haven't eaten for a few days?"

"Hey, keep your voice down, other adults can hear you."

"Oh, it's too late, I've heard it, if you don't give me the chicken legs in your bowl, I'll tell my lord, you speak ill of your lord."

"you!…"

"give or not?"

"Give it, can I give it?"

The servants next to him talked a lot, but Song Wei didn't care at all.

After a hasty meal, I went back to my room and continued to write Dream of the Red Chamber.

Song Wei didn't intend to write the entire Dream of the Red Chamber, he thought of some parts of himself, and divided the entire Dream of the Red Chamber into several volumes for publication.

However, not long after Song Wei started writing, there was another knock on Song Wei's door.

Song Wei didn't care too much, and said directly: "Come in!"

When the door opened, Song Wei raised his head and saw that the person coming was Liu Ruyan.

Song Wei knew in his heart that Liu Ruyan would not look for him. If he looked for him, something would happen.

So Song Wei stopped writing, looked at Liu Ruyan and asked slowly: "Why are you here? Did something happen?"

Liu Ruyan, who hadn't spoken yet, gave Song Wei a blank look when she heard Song Wei's words.

"Can't you come if you have nothing to do?"

Liu Ruyan asked back.

Facing Liu Ruyan's words, Song Wei scratched his head in embarrassment.

"sit!"

Song Wei pointed to the chair in front of him and told Liu Ruyan to sit down.

After Liu Ruyan sat down, Liu Ruyan discovered what Song Wei was writing, and he had already written a lot.

"What are you writing about?"

Liu Ruyan's eyes lit up with curiosity, and she looked at Song Wei and asked.

Song Wei glanced at the Dream of Red Mansions he had written on the table.

"It's a novel."

Song Wei said silently.

There are poetry anthologies and poems in this world, but no book has yet appeared.

So Song Wei is the first author in this world.

But Song Wei thinks it is better to use novels to explain.

"novel?"

Liu Ruyan gave Song Wei a strange look.

It was the first time he heard the word novel.

"Well... it can also be called a long story."

Song Wei looked at Liu Ruyan's puzzled expression, and explained to Liu Ruyan.

"long story?"

Liu Ruyan repeated it, then she stared at Song Wei and asked, "Can I have a look?"

Song Wei looked at Liu Ruyan's expression and smiled.

"of course can."

After Song Wei finished speaking, he handed the part he had written to Liu Ruyan.

"This is just a part of my writing. When I finish writing the first part, it can be printed and made into a book, and everyone can read it at that time."

Song Weiyou said slowly to Liu Ruyan.

Liu Ruyan took the paper handed over by Song Wei, and looked at it.

"A long, long time ago, there was a stone that absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, and one day it became spiritual, but only this stone had spirituality, and the rest of the stones did not. At first, they were complacent, but as time passed, they felt lonely. Sigh every night..."

There are no gods in this world, and there is no such thing as Nuwa mending the sky.

So Song Wei changed it to this stone and became spiritual through his own practice.

What happened next was no different from the original.

Liu Ruyan couldn't help being attracted by the Dream of Red Mansions.

He didn't dare to be distracted and looked at it.

Seeing Liu Ruyan's appearance, Song Wei smiled faintly.

From Liu Ruyan's words, we can see what kind of scene it will be if Song Wei really publishes "Dream of Red Mansions".

It's bound to catch fire.

Song Wei glanced at Liu Ruyan again, Liu Ruyan was so engrossed that he didn't notice that Song Wei was looking at her at all.

Song Wei adjusted his sitting posture and continued writing.

After a long time, Liu Ruyan read Song Wei's writing.

She slowly raised her head, her eyes still full of obsession.

After another long time, Liu Ruyan's eyes became clear.

She took a deep breath, her expression full of shock.

"You really wrote this?"

Liu Ruyan asked in disbelief.

Song Wei didn't stop when he heard Liu Ruyan's words, but said while writing: "Of course not, it was written by an old man surnamed Cao. He didn't publish a book, I just wrote his thoughts. .”

"The school in Zhen'an County has been built and will be put into use soon. After the common people can read, they can read it as a pastime."

"And Xin Zimo will also teach some articles. I think this book is very well written, so I want to let Xin Zimo teach this book."

Song Wei explained nonsensically.

Although he did think about it, it was a little unrealistic.

Except for Xin Zimo in Zhen'an County, who can understand this book, even if they can read, they will only read it as a story.

And Song Weizhen's real purpose can't be told to Liu Ruyan yet.

Liu Ruyan nodded silently after listening to Song Wei's words.

"This book is really well written, much better than some of the books I've read, and I can't help but want to keep reading."

"Oh, by the way, who is this Mr. Cao? Why have I never heard of such a person in Zhao Guo?"

Liu Ruyan looked at Song Wei and asked curiously.

She liked this book so much that she couldn't help but want to know more about it.

When Song Wei heard his words, his hands suddenly stopped.

How to answer this question?

(End of this chapter)