Five-year enthronement three-year simulation

Ning Xuan stood not far from the booth of Shun'an Study, looking carefully at the copy of "Zhe Gui Inscription".

The binding line and the word frame on the right are both light white, with four vigorous ink characters written on it.Ning Xuan read it silently. Even if he didn't understand what the book was for, he couldn't help admiring the handwriting in his heart, secretly admiring it.

This kind of calligraphy skills can be called the work of famous masters!

With the mentality of wanting to find out about it, Ning Xuan walked to the stall, picked up a book, opened it and looked at it casually, but the movements of his hands stopped in mid-air.

Is this the topic of this township examination?

He was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly turned to the title page, only to find that there was actually a small line written on it: This journal collected the original questions of the scientific examinations over the years, and proposed new questions, hoping to point the way forward for the world's students and help you get the gold list.

...to point out the way forward for students all over the world?

What a big breath!

Ning Xuan frowned, feeling dissatisfied with this wording.

His face was slightly gloomy, and he opened the book with a critical mind, wanting to see what kind of masterpiece it was, so he dared to speak so wildly!

……

"Brother Ning Xian? Brother Ning Xian!"

From a long distance, Yin Zhen called Ning Xuan's name, while panting to the latter's side, he supported his shoulders and bent down, "You, why did you run here without saying a word? Call me brother, easy to find!"

"..."

"...Brother Ning Xian?"

When he finally recovered his breath, but the other party didn't pay attention to him for a long time, Yin Zhen couldn't help being startled, straightened his back, glanced at the book that Ning Xuan was holding in his hand, and asked blankly: "My dear brother, this is—— "

"Brother Yin!"

Unexpectedly, even though he knew he was coming, Ning Xuan's eyes were still tightly embedded in the pages of the book, and he didn't even look at Yin Zhen, he just patted him on the shoulder with his hands, and his tone sounded like he had passed the exam. And surprise.

"Look! I found the baby!"

Fangji Street, Jinfeng Bookstore.

"...Anyway, those of us who are guarding outside the Shun'an Study Room reported back like this."

A man in the shape of a servant lowered his head. After finishing his words carefully, he raised his eyes to glance at the face of the middle-aged man in front of him, subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and asked tentatively, "Boss, what should we do now?"

"..."

Sun Wenliang's figure was stiff, he turned his head little by little, his voice was hoarse and hoarse as if it had been sanded: "You mean just now, the new shopkeeper of Shun'an Study led someone to print a book related to the imperial examination? "

"It should be," the young man said hastily, "I don't know what is so strange about that book that it can attract so many people to his house to read it... Most of them are candidates for this subject, and there are many others. Young master Juren who just received the poster - the shopkeeper, Shun'an Study is now in full bloom, many passers-by feel that this scene is rare, go up to join in the fun, our people can't stop it at all!"

This little guy couldn't read people's faces. After a few words, not only did Sun Wenliang not feel a sense of crisis, but he was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot, and he became more and more upset.

Flourishing?Pooh!

He stared at the boy who couldn't speak in front of him, picked up a rough porcelain teacup from the table, turned his head towards him, and cursed angrily: "Give up other people's ambitions, destroy your own prestige, if you don't give up, I'll get out!" !"

The boy was startled, and before he could dodge in time, a bloody puddle was smashed out of his forehead by the flying cup.He let out a cry, stretched out his hand to wipe it, stared at the bright red palms and trembled repeatedly, deeply hated the other party's indiscriminate venting of anger, but did not dare to make trouble in front of Sun Wenliang directly, so he could only cover his head and grit his teeth resentfully. retreated.

After he left, only Sun Wenliang was left in the back room, sitting blankly on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the shattered porcelain pieces on the ground, slowly revealing a ferocious and vicious expression.

What about scholars?So what about juren?It's just that by taking advantage of the east wind of Qiu Wei's release of the list today, I don't know what kind of broken books have been published to deceive those scholars who never come to Fangji Street!How can it compete with his Jinfeng Bookstore!

Just relying on the small corner of the Shun'an Study Room, there is nothing you want, at most you can make up a set of four books and five classics, how can it compare with the row upon row of bookshelves and the dazzling array of books in his house?

Those nerds are really blind!

The more Sun Wenliang thought about it, the more angry he became, he glanced at the kang table beside him, then involuntarily stretched out his hand, and threw it to the ground——

"Dangdang!"

The Kang table fell to the ground with a loud bang.Sun Wenliang stared at it ferociously, and after spitting fiercely on the ground, his sluggish heart just relaxed, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It's just that I met a rich and powerful fool to take over the offer, and I don't have the support of nobles like myself. No matter what conspiracy and tricks there are in Shun'an Study, they can only show off their prestige for a while!

How much money can those poor scholars have?Bao Buqi would just linger in his shop with a shy face, turning the pages of the book until they were yellowed, wrinkled, and torn, and he wouldn't be willing to spend half a cent to buy it!

In the end, isn't his own Jinfeng Bookstore the only one?

Perhaps because he found a way to comfort himself, Sun Wenliang finally became much calmer.He straightened his gown and was about to call for someone to clean up the broken porcelain on the floor, but a servant in linen shorts rushed in from outside the door, and shouted to him with a face full of horror: "No, the shopkeeper!" Alright! Something went wrong!"

"What are you talking about? Who's wrong?" Sun Wenliang stared and scolded, "The rules I taught you have all been learned in the dog's stomach, haven't you? How can you behave in a panic! What if you bump into Lao Tzu? You can’t even afford to pay for your life!”

The servant shrank his neck from being scolded by him, and trembled in panic, but quickly remembered his reason for coming, and hurriedly shouted: "Shopkeeper, calm down! It's not that the villain is reckless, it's that something really happened in Shun'an Study!"

Hearing that it was Shun'an Study Room again, Sun Wenliang frowned, and finally gave this person a good look.

Seeing that he was wearing a hat, wearing a bunt, and his body was dusty and inconspicuous, he recognized that the other party was one of those subordinates he had sent to squat in the street to stop passers-by from visiting Shun'an Study Room.

"Okay, okay, someone told me just now," Sun Wenliang waved his hand impatiently, "Isn't it just that some Confucian scholars went there to read books? It's not a big deal, and it's not enough to scare you like this ?”

However, the servant did not shut up. Instead, he became even more agitated, and he could almost say in a hoarse voice: "No! The shopkeeper! Just before half a stick of incense, Shun'an Study put out a few more books called , What is the book called "Gan Ze Ballad", which attracted many people to rush to his house to buy it, our people can't stop it!"

"..."Gan Ze Ballad"?"

Having been a shopkeeper of a bookstore for so many years, Sun Wenliang still has a bit of memory and business sense. When he heard the name, he dismissed it, "What's so rare about this book? The new poems of the lonely layman have been circulating in the capital for a few days. , even we ourselves have sold quite a few copies, so how about Shun'an Study..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the servant who was anxious to get angry: "You, you, please listen to the little one! The "Gan Ze Ballad" is extraordinary, and the little one has never heard of it before. The capital has seen half of the books similar to it!"

Sun Wenliang frowned, and was very dissatisfied with the servant's babbling, but seeing the latter's expression was impatient and his face was flushed from suffocation, he couldn't help but wondered, "Aren't the left and right books? What's the difference? "

"Shopkeeper, you haven't seen it with your own eyes! I don't know what kind of trick that Shun'an Study has used to draw a fairy in a red cape on the cover—oh, she looks so beautiful, so handsome , and has a heroic look, as if he could walk out of a painting!"

Speaking of this, Jia Ding paused, recalling the appearance of the fairy in the red cloak almost involuntarily, and then remembered to report the most important thing: "That's right, his shopkeeper Zhou just took the book out of the store, The group of scholars scrambled to buy them all! Moreover, all the people passing by on the street heard the news and left. Now they have counted their money, and they are standing at the gate of Shun'an Study to buy books. How can this be? Do it!"

"All the people?" Sun Wenliang was startled, "Yes, how many people are there?"

"A small rough estimate... I'm afraid there are nearly a hundred people!"

what? !

After listening to the grand occasion described by the servant, Sun Wenliang couldn't help feeling dizzy and almost fell to the ground.

Coloring pictures on the cover?Isn't this a craft that only exists in the south of the Yangtze River!

Under the support of that nobleman, after Jinfeng Bookstore introduced some books that would only be sold in the Jiangnan area through special channels, Sun Wenliang also knew a lot about the market conditions there, so he had heard of such books. Nearly lost printing technique for coloring book covers and illustrations.

I heard that this kind of book with colorful illustrations is only available, and once it comes out, it will attract bookworms in the south of the Yangtze River to rush to buy it. It can be said that it is very rare-but how can there be Shun'an Study Room? !

Could it be that they also secretly fell in love with some nobleman without knowing it...?

Thinking of this, Sun Wenliang turned pale with shock, his face was pale, and even his voice trembled slightly, and he shouted at his servant: "Quick! What are you doing in a daze, go and get me the outer robe! Take a look at An Shuzhai!"

……

Shun'an Study Room is already crowded.

Today, when the rankings were released in Qiuwei, many candidates came out with their families to watch the rankings to celebrate. The traffic of Fangji Street was unprecedented.When shopkeeper Zhou brought out the third box of "Gan Ze Ballad", the people almost crowded together at the door, forming a human wall, blocking most of the road.

In fact, when Shun'an Study Hall first put out the Zhegui inscription copy, there was already a wave of turmoil in a small area.Many passing scholars were attracted by the good intentions of "Zhegui". They approached the bookstall and stopped to read two pages. They all felt as if they had been immobilized, and their heels were stuck to the ground at the entrance of the study. , shoulder to shoulder, everyone wished they could bury their heads in the book, the scene is truly spectacular.

At the beginning, shopkeeper Zhou still secretly sighed in his heart that it was thanks to Ning Xuan and Yin Zhen who led the way, but now...

He wanted to cry, but stood on the steps in pain and joy, and shouted at the crowd of people with black heads, "Please slow down! The "Gan Ze Ballad" in the shop has not been finished yet. Don't worry, everyone, line up and line up!"

As soon as the words fell, someone protested dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter, shopkeeper, is your house too short of manpower? The books are moved so slowly, how long will it take me to line them up?"

"That's right, I just turned a page and was rushed to buy it by others. Anyway, let me see the beauty of the red-line girl again!"

"Shopkeeper, you are a really good painter! The beauties you draw are so overwhelming, as if they are real... I see, your family doesn't need to sell books in the future, just selling paintings is enough !"

"Hey, what do you know? "Gan Ze Ballad" is a wonderful book in the Tang Dynasty, even the solitary monk would read it! There is also the red line of the heroine on the cover, which is also praised by the solitary scholar , Books and paintings are equally important!"

"That's right, it's a study, so what's the point of selling only paintings? ——Hey, the shopkeeper has brought out the books! Get your money ready for the front ones! Don't waste time!"

"I bought Zhegui's inscription and copied it! I won't compete with you guys for Gan Zeyao! The shopkeeper, give me five copies!"

"Brother Tang, take a quick look. The articles copied on this topic are exquisite and thought-provoking... Sigh, I really don't know how talented Mr. Diexi, Fangheshanren, Youtanke, etc. are!"

Amidst the discussions among the guests, shopkeeper Zhou was in a state of desperation. He sent a few strong men to maintain order outside the door, and at the same time divided labor with a few servants to sell books and collect money. Even a few rest craftsmen in the backyard were called out to help , staring at the things in the store, not daring to be distracted and let people steal them through confusion.

Fortunately, the quality of the people in the capital has passed the test, and there has been no trouble until now, but...

Shopkeeper Zhou wiped off his sweat, looked at the crowds of bee chrysalis coming up from a distance, and counted the stocks of "Gan Ze Ballad" and "Zhe Gui Ti Chao" that were about to bottom out, and complained in his heart.

Come on, princess!When the book is sold out in a while, I'm afraid the villain will be eaten alive by this group of people!