The Red Mansions

Chapter 140 Published by Three Kingdoms, the name moves Shenjing

Chapter 140 The Three Kingdoms Publishing, the name moves Shenjing

In Shenjing City, outside Hanmozhai, there are scholars wearing scholar uniforms and blue square skirts, crowded with people.

But yesterday, Hanmozhai published a storybook called "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms". First, some readers passed it on by word of mouth, and then word of mouth gradually fermented.

First, scholars passed it on to each other, but they didn't think it was enough. Those who were wealthy would bring silver taels, take advantage of the seal of Hanmozhai on the book, and go to the Zhai to buy scripts according to the pictures.

The term "Linjiang Immortal" is widely circulated in Guozijian, major academies, and Shilin Kedao. Allusions such as Taoyuan's three knots, Mengde offering a knife, and Sanying's battle with Lu Bu are even more talked about.

And with the passage of time, the popularity of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms is also sinking to the common people, and the common people in the market are sinking.

It can be said that today's god capital, if you don't talk about Liu Guanzhang, it's useless to read all the poems and books.

"Scholars, gentlemen, masters, line up in an orderly manner, pay first and then buy books." In front of Hanmo Zhai, several staff greeted with a smile.

In the book shed in front of the gate of Hanmozhai, there are hundreds of books, either beautifully bound or blue and paperback. On the cover are the four characters "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and there is a seal written by Jia Heng in the small right corner.

Liu Tong, shopkeeper of Hanmozhai, stood under the eaves of the corridor, watching the grand sale in full swing outside, with a smile on his old face. This kind of sales enthusiasm has been maintained for two days. Once the manuscript of the Three Kingdoms was released yesterday, these scholars went crazy generally.

"Senior, who do you think this Jia Heng is?" A green-collared scholar in his early twenties asked a middle-aged scholar with a short beard under his chin. The middle-aged scholar's clothes were exquisitely embroidered, and he was not famous for his fame.

The middle-aged scholar said: "After hearing that it was Ningguo, it seems that he is now the patriarch of the Jia clan."

When the Qingjin scholar heard the words, his face showed suspicion, and he murmured: "After Xungui, can there be such a literary talent after Xungui? Students think that the diction is old-fashioned, and those who have studied classics and history for a long time must not write it. Could it be someone else? Catch the knife..."

The middle-aged scholar shook his head and said, "This is not what Zhao knows about. I just want to come up with such a manuscript. Who would be willing to use a knife to write a ghostwriter and make a wedding dress for others."

At that time, an old man in a brown silk shirt smiled and said: "The author of this book is the person who announced the hereditary title of Ning Kingdom the day before yesterday. This person cannot be judged by common sense."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

"It turned out to be this person!"

"This is Daxian!"

With the passage of time, the reputation of Jia Heng's virtuous virtue, which has not been fulfilled since his resignation, has been spread from the Shih Lin to the streets and alleys, and with the imperial decree being reported to the residence, it has become somewhat popular at home and abroad.

How should I put it, even though I haven't seen his face, scholars have all heard of such a person's name.

"The lecturer in the prison said that this Jia Ziyu has the style of an ancient sage, his speech is noble, both righteous and rational, and touching. He asked us to recite the whole text." At this time, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old chubby man said with a bitter face.

Everyone: "..."

Seeing the sizzling scene here, Han Hui and Yu Zhen, who each held a book of the Three Kingdoms in their hands, had complex expressions.

Han Hui said with a smile: "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms is really shocking and extraordinary. I'm afraid that if this continues, it will gradually look like a god."

"Yeah, today's Ziyu has both ability and political integrity, and he is worthy of being famous in Jinghua." Yu Zhen said with admiration, and then frowned, and said in surprise: "It's just Ziyu? I haven't seen him in prison."

"Wendu, you are burying your head in copywriting, refining your skills, and not paying attention to the news of Shenjing (not a misuse, the original word of Dream of Red Mansions). It was not mentioned in the mansion newspaper. The soldiers of the army went to suppress the bandits." Han Hui said with a smile.

As the son of the second minister of the cabinet, he knows the movements in Shenjing City well.

"Suppression of bandits? Could it be... Cuihua Mountain?" Yu Zhen was taken aback for a moment, but when Han Hui nodded, his face changed slightly, and he said: "The gang of Cuihua Mountain bandits, the Beijing camp has been defeated several times, and the soldiers are fierce and dangerous. Is it a child's play to go there rashly?"

Han Hui frowned, and sighed: "So Ziyu's doing this is a bit risky."

According to his thinking, now that he is known as a Chinese and foreign Xianzhi virtuous person, and has also gained the reputation of writing books, it is time to make friends with scholars and enter the official position through the imperial examination in the coming year.

The bandits didn't say anything ominous about mistakes, even if they returned in vain, it would have a certain impact on their reputation.

"Ziyu's actions are really suspected to be unwise, and now it is better to be still than to move." Yu Zhen's eyes flickered, and he said softly.

Although Han Hui didn't say anything, he basically made such an assumption.

Shenjing City, Yongyefang, Tangqiao Hutong

In a courtyard with a deep courtyard and numerous entrances, in the study room, Li Zan, the Minister of Military Affairs of the Martial Arts Hall, sat behind the desk, put down the official document in his hand, rubbed the center of his brows, walked to the window, and looked at the garden.

But seeing his own son Li Yi, holding a book with joy on his face, trotting past the gallery next to the hanging flower gate, looking like he had acquired a rare thing, Li Zan's thin face showed a gloomy look, and he scolded: "stop!"

His son had such a frivolous smile on his face because of the idle books he found somewhere.

Li Yi turned around as if he had been immobilized, looked at Li Zan at the window, with a froze smile on his face, and called, "Father."

"What are you holding in your hand? You know how to read some unscrupulous books all day long. If next year's autumn is not the first, go back to my hometown in Hunan!" Li Zan sternly shouted.

Li Yi was so reprimanded that he didn't dare to respond.

"Bring the book here!" Li Zan shouted.

Li Yi shivered, walked quickly into the study, almost tripped over the threshold, and staggered.

Li Zan frowned and said, "His hands and feet, how can he look a bit steady."

Li Yi looked embarrassed, straightened his expression, and handed the book over with both hands.

Li Zan's face was pale, he reached out to take the book, looked down, saw the title of the book cover, and then... was taken aback, and then quickly flipped through it.

"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wipe out the heroes..." Li Zan glanced over the word "Linjiang Immortal", couldn't help but focus his eyes slightly, and continued to look down. non-stop.

Li Yi raised his head and took a sneak peek at his father, seeing him forgetting himself while reading.

I thought to myself, if this is the case with my father, I flipped through the "Legend of Tang Dynasty" that I took away last time in the study, and the creases are all in the middle. Obviously, my father usually reads this kind of idle books.

"Good book!" Li Zan suddenly praised after reading several chapters.

Li Yi shrunk his neck in fright, but at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.

And such a similar scene gradually appeared in some noble houses in Shenjing City.

This is an era of lack of entertainment, and the Three Kingdoms almost quickly swept the entire Shenjing.

As for the name of Jia Heng and Jia Ziyu, it also spread towards Shenjing City at a speed like a hurricane.

If it is said that "Cijue Biao" was well-known in the scholar-official circles, it was only a small-scale dissemination of the scholar-bureaucrat class, then a large number of ordinary people who are in a hurry and prepared for things, ordinary people who don't care much about politics, through "Three Kingdoms" The publication of the manuscript of "Romance" has already recognized that there is such a number one person in Shenjing City.

The so-called, the whole city of Shenjing talks about the Three Kingdoms!

With the re-interpretation of some storytelling and operas, this trend of "breaking the circle" will become more and more obvious.

It was almost dusk, and the golden sunset fell on the courtyard of Rongguo Mansion, and the autumn sunset was particularly gorgeous.

Jia Zheng returned home from the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry, holding a copy of the Three Kingdoms in his hand. After hearing about it from his colleagues in the Ministry of Industry, Chang Sui bought a copy when he came back.

"Ziyu can write such a majestic essay." Jia Zheng sighed deeply, holding the beautifully bound Romance of the Three Kingdoms book and couldn't put it down.

When Leng Zixing gave a speech at the Rongguo Mansion, the son-in-law of Zhou Rui's family said: "Jia Zheng loved reading since he was a child. He is upright and upright, and he is loved by his grandfather..."

This is right or wrong, it is true that I love reading, but this book... probably is not just the Four Books and Five Classics, but the notes of current people, short story books and the like.

Jia Zheng, an old bookworm for many years, felt emotional, and was about to go to Rongqing Hall, when he frowned suddenly, but he heard the servants whispering.

"Have you heard, the Elder Master said that the Uncle Heng in the East Mansion would not be coming back, otherwise, there would not be any news for a few days, and the war is in danger, it must have been an accident..."

"Shut up, bastard!" Jia Zheng shouted coldly, his face showing anger.

The few servants who were gathering in the corridor were suddenly startled, and they all saluted and said, "Master."

"Who told you to use your words here and curse my Jia clan patriarch?" Jia Zheng said angrily.

The long follower said: "It's spread in both the East and the West, otherwise it would have been several days, why is there no news from Master Heng..."

Jia Zheng's face darkened, and he shouted: "Tell the mansion, don't spread it indiscriminately, if you dare to speak nonsense, you will be beaten with a stick."

He had just heard who was uttering the curse words, and this morning there was a rumor that the eight hundred underdogs had already been wiped out, but...

Jia Zheng sighed from the bottom of his heart, took the book in his hand, and headed towards Rongqingtang, he wanted to persuade his mother later, not to let his elder brother say such poisonous words.

In Honor Hall——

Jia Mu also frowned and asked Sister Feng, "What are the latest rumors in this mansion?"

Embarrassment flashed in Danfeng's eyes, she smiled, and said: "Old ancestors, they are all those bastards down there talking nonsense, I was just about to clean up, Ping'er, let Zhou Rui's family take people around , If there are any people who chew their tongues indiscriminately, they should be rectified and rectified, and it will become more and more shameful, and they will all make trouble in the old lady's house."

"Yes, grandma." Ping'er replied.

Mrs. Wang looked surprised, she smiled lightly, and said, "Madam Feng, what did the servants in the mansion tell you?"

Tanchun and Daiyu raised their eyes.

Baoyu, who was playing chess with Yingchun at the side, raised his head and said, "Mingyan also said this morning that Master Heng from the East Mansion could not come back. The last time the Beijing camp sent 800 soldiers, they failed to take it down." , Uncle Heng brought [-] people there, there was no news for three days, probably..."

Mrs. Wang's heart moved slightly when she heard the words, and a trace of doubt appeared on her fair face, she said: "Didn't Brother Heng of Dongfu say that he followed a thousand households in the past? One thousand pawns."

Baoyu put down the chess pieces, scratched his head, and said embarrassingly: "I also heard from Mingyan that there are not 1000 people, only 800 people."

Tanchun answered, the girl's voice was clear and sweet, and she explained: "Ma'am, among these leaders now, which one doesn't eat empty quota and drink soldiers' blood? If you lead a thousand soldiers, it's not bad to have eight hundred soldiers under your command. The rest of the salary fell into the pockets of these leaders."

Mrs. Wang paused for a while when she heard the words, and looked at Tanchun with handsome eyes and sculpted brows, and said with a smile: "Today, I have learned a lot. I don't think there are so many ways in military affairs." "

Sister Feng smiled and said, "Old Ancestor, I don't want to. There is also a female general hiding in our family. When it comes to military affairs, she is very clear."

Jia's mother also smiled and said: "Let me tell you, the third girl is lucky to be born as a daughter. If she is born as a man, she can also make meritorious deeds. She should be named a prince."

Everyone in the room laughed lightly.

Daiyu glanced at Tanchun, her eyebrows were raised, her starry eyes sparkled, she looked at Tanchun, as if to say, you are not Mu Guiying?

However, Tanchun didn't have much intention to continue playing with Daiyu. Eight hundred soldiers went to suppress the bandits, maybe they were all old, weak, sick and disabled. That Uncle Heng...

While everyone was talking, Lin Zhixiao's family entered the hall lightly, and said with low eyebrows, "Old lady, madam, the second master is here."

Jia Mu suppressed the smile on her face, glanced at Baoyu, whose smile was frozen on her face, and her eyes showed fear, sighed, and said, "Let him in."

Not long after, Jia Zheng straightened his clothes, bypassed several screens, walked to the Rongqing Hall, and said, "My son has met his mother."

Mrs. Wang got up and looked at Jia Zheng.

Jia Mu smiled and said: "Since you have left the Yamen, you can just go to the mansion to rest. I don't need to make a daily schedule here. Feng girl, Lan'er, his mother, and Baoyu will talk with me to relieve boredom." That's it."

Jia Zheng paused, sighed and said, "My son came here because he wanted to talk to his mother."

Mother Jia was stunned when she heard the words, and said, "What are you talking about?"

Jia Zhengdao: "When my son was sitting in the yamen, I heard from my colleagues in the yamen that Brother Heng in the East Mansion had published a book, and now it is being circulated everywhere in Shenjing City. My son brought the book."

As he spoke, he took out the manuscript of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and said: "This work on history has the style of a generation of masters, and now the capital of the gods is spreading the name of Ziyu, and even saying that my family has produced such a literary seed. , but when my son came back, he heard the subordinates say that Ziyu went to suppress the bandits, and something happened, so my son thought that this was not something that the family of Jishan should have said!"

Jia Mu said with a smile: "Look, Feng girl, I just said that the rumors in this yard are really outrageous. I asked you to watch and rectify it. In a blink of an eye, Baoyu and his father came to talk about it."

Sister Feng's Danfeng eyes under Liu Shao's eyebrows flickered, and she said with a smile: "Old ancestor, this is called mother-child connection, I want to go together."

Jia Zheng listened to the words below, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He is already in his dozen years, and mother and child are connected...

However, Mother Jia laughed so that the creases on her face loosened, she looked at the book in Jia Zheng's hand with gentle eyes, and said, "Well, what book did you just say? When did Brother Heng write a book? "

"Mother, please read." Jia Zheng said, handing over the book with both hands.

Yuanyang hurried forward, saluted first, and then reached out to take it.

Before Jia's mother left the pavilion, she was also Miss Gonghou, who could read and write. She picked up the book and flipped through it, and a song "Linjiang Immortal" came into view.

And Baoyu, Daiyu, and Tanchun on the side are also curious and come to them.

(End of this chapter)