Shen Xuan sat for a while and then left.
Before leading him away, he stood at the gate and said to Xu He: "Brother Liangsheng, it is my father's birthday during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Our Shen family will set up a few tables in Songjiang. My father specially asked me to invite my dear brother to the scene! My dear brother must also be rewarded. ah!"
Xu He pointed at himself and said, "It's just me?"
Shen Xuan smiled and said: "Of course not. If Mr. Xiao Shi comes in person when he is free, I will sweep the couch at my house to welcome him!"
Xu He nodded and said: "Okay, I will definitely bring you!"
Unexpectedly, Shen Xuan solemnly said: "My father told me this time that I must invite you!"
Xu He originally thought that the other party was just being polite and he was just a compliment, but he didn't expect that he was actually seriously invited.
He nodded and said with a smile: "Since it was invited by Uncle Shen, this junior will definitely be there!"
Shen Xuan nodded and smiled at him: "Our family values you very much, Liangsheng!"
After saying that, under Xu He's surprised eyes, he got on the sedan with a smile.
When Xu He came to the side hall, he saw that shopkeeper Ji of the bookstore had already been waiting impatiently.
Seeing Xu He, he quickly stood up and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Xu!"
At this moment, he took out a book from his arms and handed it to Xu He and said: "Xu He, your article has been printed into a book. Just wait for you to come back and finalize it, and we will sell it to the public. Take a look and find it satisfactory." ?"
Xu He took the book and took a look, and saw on the front page "Preface to the Imperial Academy's Compilation of Wu Jin and Tang Yi."
Seeing this, Xu He raised his eyes and looked at Shopkeeper Ji differently and said, "Is Tang Yixiu the Tang Shunzhi known as Mr. Jingchuan?"
Shopkeeper Ji nodded proudly.
When Xu He saw this, he was even more shocked.
Tang Shunzhi, a native of Wujin, Nanzhi, also named Yingde and Yixiu, also known as Jingchuan, was known as Mr. Jingchuan. In his original time and space, he was the first in the examination in the eighth year of Jiajing, along with Wang Shenzhong, Mao Kun, and Gui Youguang. Others advocated literary styles from the Tang and Song Dynasties, so they were called the "Tang and Song School" of Ming Dynasty prose.
Moreover, this eight-legged essayist was also very good at it, and together with three others, he was called one of the "Four Masters of Contemporary Essays"!
This was the first person Xu He had ever met in this world, a great person who appeared in history.
Yes, he is an outstanding person. Although the two generations of Xu family ministers were also written into the "History of the Ming Dynasty", compared with this one, their names are still slightly inferior.
Xu He held back his excitement and watched Daniel writing the preface to his anthology.
I saw it read: "With strong bones and strong spirit, reading can broaden your mind and increase your knowledge..."
"His writing is old and he is suspected of being a Confucian scholar. I was very surprised when I heard that it was written by a weak young man!"
"It's good for beginners, and it will help you become a professional after you return. From top to bottom, it's enough to cover hundreds of schools!"
Seeing this, Xu He's forehead was covered with hot sweat.
Being praised so highly by the big cow, Xu He was both excited and trembling.
Fortunately, the previous eight-legged articles were written by him on the shoulders of giants by combining the Ming and Qing Dynasties with some of his own insights. He did not directly copy the previous articles.
Otherwise, if you copy Tang Shunzhi's article when you don't understand anything, would you say it would be embarrassing?
However, being praised so highly by a big boss, this feeling is really exciting, but also like walking on thin ice!
"This time our bookstore spent a lot of connections and money to invite editor Tang to write the preface himself. I wonder what Mr. Xu wants to name this collection of essays?" Shopkeeper Ji said with a hint of pride in his tone.
This was also the first time that Xu He re-recognized the strength of Guangling Bookstore, Shopkeeper Ji.
Shopkeeper Ji is indeed proud of being able to find Tang Jingchuan to write the preface.
Xu He thought for a moment and finally decided to name it [Shijiazhai Collection].
After listening to this, Shopkeeper Ji had a weird look on his face.
Others give themselves names, all of which are elegant and elegant.
But why did Mr. Xu choose this name?
But when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't help but bowed with solemn admiration on his face: "I've been working hard for ten times, and I won't give up the work! Mr. Xu is too self-effacing. However, your diligent and restless spirit is really unique to our generation of scholars." Role model!”
Xu He didn't even dare.
The matter of "Shi Jia Zhai Collected Works" has finally been settled.
But Shopkeeper Ji smiled and said: "Xu Anshou, how is the writing of "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio"?"
When Xu He heard this, he went to the study and placed the manuscript he had copied recently in front of Shopkeeper Ji.
Coincidentally, because he was curious about how Eunuch Zheng helped him, Xu He kept writing for the past two days. He transcribed "Liao Zhai" early and was waiting to send it to Lu Heng.
Shopkeeper Ji took the manuscript and saw that there was a thick pile, and he suddenly smiled.
Last time he took part of the manuscript of "Liao Zhai" back and showed it to a few acquaintances around him. Everyone agreed. Some people even came to ask if the subsequent manuscripts had been delivered.
No, shopkeeper Ji had just printed the "Collected Works" and asked around for Mr. Xu's residence, and Baba came over.
Unexpectedly, Xu He's efficiency was so high, and he had a stack of manuscripts in one hand.
He took out one and read it, and after a moment he said in surprise: "Mr. Xu, I took these manuscripts back, are there any more?"
Xu He smiled and shook his head and said: "It's gone for the time being!"
Shopkeeper Ji was a little disappointed, but he quickly adjusted his mood and said, "Okay, there are quite a few of these. I'll call someone to do it right away, and we can sell them in ten days at the earliest!"
After saying that, Shopkeeper Ji added: "Mr. Xu, if you have a similar story next time, you can come to me. Don't worry about money, I won't let you suffer any loss!"
After finally seeing off the guests, Xu He came to the backyard with a smile.
I saw Sister Gu writing something in the room.
Xu He walked quietly behind her and saw what was written on the paper: "I can feel the sound of the river outside, and the autumn mood has entered the dusk. The bamboo light remains dim, and the tung shadows gradually become rounder. The birds sing in the clear night, and the sparse anvils are far away in the sky. . It’s hard to reach the seaside even if you dream of a guest with a lamp!”
After finishing a poem, Sister Gu whispered her work.
When she read the last sentence, Xu He stepped forward and hugged her secretly.
This time, Gu Hengbo was startled, but when she realized it was Xu He, she said coquettishly: "You, what are you doing?"
Xu He gently rested his chin on Sister Gu's shoulder and read: "It's hard to get to Hailing by a lamp to capture a guest's dream. Does Sister Gu think that she is just a guest living here?"
Gu Hengbo glanced at him and said with a red face: "Bad man, this is just poetry, it has no meaning!"
Xu He exclaimed exaggeratedly: "That's sister, you are moaning for no reason!"
Gu Hengbo laughed angrily at his lazy look.
Xu He whispered in her ear: "I bought a house with many empty rooms and a small garden. My sister will choose a study room there."
Gu Hengbo was shocked when he heard this, and his beautiful eyes were instantly wrapped in a layer of water vapor: "Liangsheng, it's good for me to live here!"
Xu He smiled and said: "Liu Che hides his beauty in a golden house. I don't have money to buy a golden house, but I can still buy a small garden for my sister to recite poems and paint!"
Gu Hengbo turned around and was about to blame him for spending money lavishly. Unexpectedly, before he could say anything, a "woo" came from the study.
Outside the room, Mrs. Xie smiled and said to Aunt Ding: "Sister, let's go outside!"
