Pixiu Jia She in the Red Chamber

There is a saying, Ye Qinglu didn't even want to stay in his house, okay!

Ye Qinglu would go out during the day to stare at the renovation progress of the bookstore and the printing progress of the Yinfang. When she came back at night, Jia Xiaoshe locked her in a small dark room to write updates.

In fact, it's not writing, it should be talking.

Jia Xiaoshe got Lao Pingtou from his father, and Ye Qinglu was in charge of telling the story. After listening to it, Lao Pingtou went back to polish the plot and write it out.

The main reason for doing this is... Ye Qinglu's handwriting is too slow, ugly, and from time to time, she will say tiger and wolf words, which is really too much for people, so I can only let cultural people come.

In order to please Mr. Ping, it took a lot of trouble, the old bald man seemed soft and hard, and just sat down and drank tea.

"Mr. Ping is a great talent. I can't find another scholar like you here." Jia Xiaoshe put a high hat on him. Seeing that the old Pingtou seemed unmoved, he had to resort to killing Skill - act like a baby.

Who can resist the soft words of the young master lying on his shoulders?

nobody!

"Well then, I need wages." The old crewman pretended to be reluctant, but in fact he was very willing in his heart.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Jia Xiaoshe nodded desperately, and leaned back on his shoulder, "Mr. Ping, don't tell my father, okay? Okay?"

The old Pingtou's heart that had been through vicissitudes was sweetened by him, and he showed his grandfather a kind smile, "Okay, I know how to hide it from your father."

Jia Xiaoshe chuckled, and ordered someone to bring Ye Qinglu to the little black room and lock her up for an update.

Lao Pingtou's handwriting is speechless, and the writing is as graceful as a dragon, and no one can understand it.

He listened and recorded, interrupting Ye Qinglu from time to time, "Mr. Ye, wait a minute, is your story a ghost? Why did it fall on the scholar's father?"

"Don't talk about his father, where did he come from, and his father is very important, just wait a moment, I will talk about it soon." Ye Qinglu took two sips of tea from her cup and said earnestly, "Mr. Cut me off, I forgot wherever I talked about it.”

"Say it, say it." The old flathead shut up.

"Let's say that his father likes to gamble. He lost his wife in a bet with others. His wife couldn't bear the humiliation. She committed suicide the next day after arriving at the buyer's house. Since then, this house has become a haunted house." The horrible situation of hanging, what tongue is stretched out, and blood is dripping from the eyes.

The old Pingtou listened with gusto, and picked up a pen to draw a face on the paper, "It's a pity, there is a limit of pen and ink, and there is no way to fully restore Ye Gongzi's tone. It is really wonderful."

Inspired by his grimace, Ye Qinglu suggested, "Is it possible to add illustrations? I have seen Serris's fairy tale book, there are very beautiful illustrations."

Jia Xiaoshe was already a little numb from the fright, "Are you going to ask for an exquisite ghost picture?"

"Is it possible?" Ye Qinglu asked cautiously, "If the story gets to an exciting place, it will definitely catch people's attention if you come here."

"It's still fatal." Jia Xiaoshe said, "Leave the illustrations to Mr. Ping."

In order to investigate the market, Jia Xiaoshe has also seen more exquisite and high-end ones, which sell very well.

But His Majesty the Emperor said that if they dared to add Little Yellow Rabbit to their popular books, he would immediately start a large-scale crackdown on pornography and illegal activities.

Therefore, there are no illustrations in the scriptures published by Jinjiang Bookstore.

Mr. Ping shook his head and said, "I have to find another painter. I'm not good at line drawing, so it would be boring to use freehand brushwork for illustrations like this."

Jia? Scared of ghosts? Roll? She: You guys are already scary! ! !How interesting is it! ! !Too much! ! !

So when the first sample issue of "Sea Strange Records" came out, Jia Xiaoshe didn't dare to turn it over, but Jia Xiaozheng took it to dinner, and complained while reading it, "Why is this ghost so stupid?"

"You see, everyone is stupid." Jia Xiaoshe said, "You are more and more like the teacher, it is your own."

I can only be a fool silently with my father.

Jia Xiaozheng smiled, "Brother?"

"Why? Ah!!!" Jia Xiaoshe looked at the illustration of the hanged ghost who was close at hand, and jumped three feet high, "Take it away!"

"Tsk, brother is so afraid of ghosts." Jia Xiaozheng closed the book with a smile, "I'll sleep with you that night, so I won't be afraid."

"Did you do it on purpose?" Jia Xiaoshe narrowed his eyes and looked at him seriously.

"Yes." Jia Xiaozheng admitted generously, "It was fine to have the emperor's brother before, why do you still sleep with outsiders now, if he dares to live in your yard today, I will lock him up in the woodshed go."

Jia

Although Xiaozheng is usually well-behaved and well-behaved, he will usually be very persistent in what he wants to do until the goal is achieved.

So when he said he wanted to lock Ye Qinglu in the firewood room, he would definitely do what he said.

Jia Xiaoshe patted his head, "You domineering little temper, who said they wanted to live in a courtyard alone? Was it you, Jia Xiaozheng?"

Jia Xiaozheng kept his mouth shut and just glanced at him.

"Little idiot, just say no, it's kind of saving face." Jia Xiaoshe lowered his hands and pinched his little face again, "Let Mama Zhang bring your things here later, the dog and the big goose want Don't you want to bring it too?"

"Yes." Jia Xiaozheng desperately suppressed the corners of his mouth, "I will protect my brother at night, don't be afraid, brother."

"Ah."

Jia Xiaozheng spoke highly of this strange story, "Mr. Ping's language is approachable, popular and easy to understand, and it won't drop out of the book bag, but the story is really exciting, and it will definitely become popular."

The old flat head stroked his few remaining beards, "It's not in vain to waste the old man working on the draft. It doesn't matter whether it is popular or not. The main reason is that I don't want to disappoint such a good story."

Fierce ghosts claim their lives, scumbags betray their hearts, ghosts in the sea, and beautiful female ghosts are all unexpected, and there is nothing that is not in this book.

Ye Qinglu also came up with an extremely damaging idea. He specially printed the beginning and a few more interesting pages in the middle as leaflets for distribution, and took them to the teahouse for the storyteller to tell. At the end of the day, the gavel broke with one beat.

Jia Xiaoshe seemed to have met a confidant in hype, and wished to meet him early, "If I thought of your idea, I would definitely not only open six bookstores, Brother Ye, why did you come so late."

Brother Ye put his head on the boss's face, and showed a silly smile, "Leizhou is no better than the capital. The people here are born and bred, and they are all familiar. If you look for childcare, you will definitely be found. Small places have small benefits. Once there are This turbulent excitement will surely spread quickly."

"Listening to Brother Ye's words is better than reading ten years of books." Jia Xiaoshe said, never thinking about what Old Master Shi would think when he heard it.

When the Dongchuang incident was revealed, Jia Daishan looked at the pair of hype friends with a gloomy expression, and said coldly, "Xie'er, what did I tell you?"

"I didn't compete with the people for profit. My words were sold very cheaply." Jia Xiaoshe couldn't stop circling on the ground with his toes. Why hasn't the teacher come back from Guangzhou Port? Hurry up to save my dog's life.

Ye Qing showed his head and said, "Mr. Rong, don't blame the young master. I did this, and the business is under my command. He just helps me take care of it."

Jia Daishan is far from the soft-hearted young Rong Guogong he was back then. He raised his hand to signal Ye Qinglu to shut up, not intending to let him go, "Master Ye, your father entrusted you to me. If you want to do some small business, I will definitely not stop you, but what is the reason for you to do things without telling your elders? Although Ye San is in the shipping business, you are the Young Master Sun of Cheng'en Gongfu. Achievement depends on merchants for a lifetime?"

Ye Qinglu heard a touch of concern from his words, and couldn't help saying, "I know what Rong Guogong said, but people like me are not tolerated in the family, so it's better to do some business to make money."

This is also a big reason why he refused to go to the capital.

Since he was a child, he didn't spend much time in Wanli Shitang, but every time he went back, those uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters always looked down on their mother and child.

His mother was from a noble family in Seris, and she was proud. They didn't dare to do anything to her, so they secretly tormented him. I don't know how much I heard those disgusting swear words, and the most common one was calling him a green-eyed bastard.

With such a big body, only Jia Xiaoshe praised his beautiful eyes.

"My son falls in love with you, and I also regard you as a junior. If I were you, I would definitely try my best to give those people a slap." Seeing Jia Xiaoshe's pleading expression, Jia Daishan gradually softened his expression, "Sit down and talk. You guys You must know better than me how much benefit Sanfang's shipping business has brought to the entire Cheng'en Gong Mansion, and even the Empress Dowager Ye entered the Central Palace back then, it may not be without this reason. So, why do you need to belittle yourself."

Uncle Ye San and his wife have always cared for Ye Qinglu when they bumped around with them at a young age, they always protected and doted on him, this was the first time anyone had reasoned with him like this.

Jia Xiaoshe didn't know what sensational words his father said, why his brother Ye's eyes were red, he patted Ye Qinglu on the shoulder and said, "What's the matter? My father didn't mean to kill you."

He hasn't reached the stage of changing his voice yet, and his speech is still soft and sweet, with a bit of eagerness.

Ye Qinglu was even more moved, she shook her head and said, "I'm fine, no one has ever told me this before. People in the Hou Mansion always look down on me and ignore me."

"Ah, it's so bad." Jia Xiaoshe puffed up and was angry for Brother Ye, "Then you tell your father not to give them money, right? Dad?"

Jia Daishan nodded with a smile, "Yes."

Now Cheng'en Gong's mansion is not as good as before. The Ye family who is far away from Wanli Shitang is no different from a fish out of water.

He is no longer the earth emperor who could cover the sky with one hand in the past.

Ye Qinglu wiped her face, "Let's not talk about it, I don't care about them, one day, I will make the business bigger than my father, and make them regret looking down on me."

I never expected that Brother Ye, who has always been a fool all day long, would still have such sad things, Jia Xiaoshe patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, "Yes, yes, we will sell it this time, won't we? ? Almost broke my head."

Jia Daishan had skipped this topic at first, but he bumped into the muzzle of the gun himself, and Jia Daishan pointed at him and scolded, "It's okay to say! If the guards hadn't brought people there in time, a stampede would be in front of you. When you were young I have also seen bloody cases, if you really make trouble, you are fine, but His Majesty will be in trouble."

Using Ming Su as an excuse, Jia Xiaoshe would always give in. He sincerely admitted his mistake to his father, "What Dad taught me is that I will behave myself next time."

"Okay, let's go down, the more you look at it, the more it's an eyesore." Jia Daishan waved his hand, and waited for the children to go out. He took out a book of strange stories from the sea from under the table, flipped through it casually, and there was a hanged ghost looking at him bloody.

Rong Guogong almost threw the book out in fright.

How dare you use cinnabar!

Within half a year, the Strange Records of the Sea became popular in the capital. Ming Su didn't know it at first, but it was given to him by old man Li who had returned to Zuodu censor. Old man Li recognized the book according to the standards of cult organizations. "This book comes from Guangdong and Guangxi. It's so terrifying, but it sells very well. I'm afraid someone did it on purpose behind the scenes. I don't know what evil intentions are hidden."

Ming Su took it and flipped through it without changing his expression. When he reached the last page, he was stunned for a moment, and then he said indifferently, "Mr. Li, don't worry about it. This book is printed all over the place. What evil could he have in mind?"

"Ah?" Old man Li never expected this to happen, hesitantly said, "Why are you so sure, Your Majesty?"

"Mr. Li didn't see the end, did he?"

"Yes." Old man Li was a little ashamed, but he was too old to be scared.

"That's it." Ming Su spread out the last page for him to read, "All the books sold by Jinjiang Bookstore, no matter if they are printed by themselves, or the Four Books and Five Classics, have such a Pixiu logo."

Others thought that Jia Xiaoshe was painting Pixiu to attract money, but Ming Su knew that this little thing was just for fun, and his fingertips unconsciously rubbed the Pixiu symbol on the page twice.

Old man Li followed his finger to see that there was no content on it, but a bulging little Pixiu with a small black hoof print in the lower right corner, which was very cute. He heaved a sigh of relief, "Then That's good, that's good, even if the old minister suspects anyone, he will definitely not suspect the young master."

On the day of usurping the throne, he dared to throw himself at His Majesty after facing such thunderstorms. There is no doubt about the young master's loyalty to the emperor and patriotism.

He mistook Jia Xiaoshe's coquettish behavior for a thunderbolt.

Ming Su didn't explain to him, but read a few notebooks and said, "I will trouble Mr. Li with these matters, it would be best for you to impeach him yourself."

"Your Majesty, you are too polite, and you are offending the old minister." Old man Li took the notebook with both hands, and looked at the book of strange stories with some reluctance, "Can the old minister take this back?"

Ming Su smiled lightly, put the book on top by himself, and teased him, "Mr. Li, you can read it slowly and pay attention to your body, you can't stand the stimulation."

Old man Li blushed, thinking that the book was quite exciting, and withdrew respectfully.

Three months later, the second volume of Strange Anecdotes on the Sea was published, and Ming Su almost demolished the Qianyuan Hall after reading it.

May I ask who is this cute and sticky little boy in the book?

Who was that green-eyed bastard who saved him from danger?

The author has something to say: Brother Ye, don't do private work! ! !will die! ! !

Jia Xiaoshe: Lovely [It's really cute]

Jia Xiaozheng: Be obedient and clever [It's fake! ! !Fake! ! ! 】

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读者“龙聆”,灌溉营养液+12019-09-0213:47:40