Lu Yao wanted to get close to Hou Junji, the Minister of Household Affairs.
Bai Song is about to serve as the Prince's Young Master.
Neither Prince Li Chengqian nor Hou Junji had a good ending in history.
The tide of the times seems to be pushing the Bai Song Dynasty and its friends towards the reverse side of history.
In the seventeenth year of Zhenguan, the prince rebelled, and all the people related to the prince Li Chengqian were executed.
If he takes up the post of Prince's Young Master, will he be implicated in the future?
Bai Song couldn't see that far.
However, there were still ten years left before the incident recorded in history.
This is not a big threat. Bai Song has enough time to withdraw after realizing that something is wrong.
It's even possible to prevent something.
The historical process that the Bai Song Dynasty had always wanted to protect had changed unknowingly.
Bai Song was actually aware of this.
For example, the Japanese who entered Beijing this year, according to historical records, should have appeared a year earlier.
It's not as good as the prince's coming-of-age ceremony, which should have been held a year earlier.
The bigger loophole is the Holy Lotus Sect in Yizhou.
The Bai Song Dynasty did not know whether history did not record this event, or whether history was deviated for some reason.
Bai Song gradually felt powerless. The historical process he wanted to protect was simply empty talk.
The vast river of history, the bits and pieces recorded in time, how can he alone control it?
When he told Xiao Wu never to come to Chang'an, Bai Song opened a branch in the history books because of his own selfishness, making the original trajectory go further and further in a completely different direction.
The emergence of "Dream of Red Mansions" is another willful stroke of the Bai Song Dynasty in the history books.
But Datang became even more exciting because of it.
Chen's Publishing House rushed to produce the first batch of manuscripts of "Dream of Red Mansions" and excerpted the first five chapters of the full text.
Based on the eighty-chapter manuscript provided by the Bai Song Dynasty, Chen's Publishing House plans to distribute it to the public in batches of sixteen volumes.
"Dream of Red Mansions" is a slow-burning book, a book that needs to be chewed slowly, which is fundamentally different from "Three Kingdoms".
The advent of Dream of Red Mansions is not like a stone that stirs up thousands of waves. The emergence of the first volume is more like a knife cutting a thin hole in the ice.
In the first three days, Bai Song didn't hear any news about the Red Mansion among the people.
Three days later, few people spread the news.
No one even mentioned the title of the book. They only said that Chen's Publishing House had published a new manuscript.
At this time, Bai Song realized the difference between cool writing and fine writing. Fortunately, Chen's Book Company fully recommended it.
Large posters of "Dream of Red Mansions" were put up in all branches in Chang'an City, and an entire bookshelf was used to display the Red Mansions scrolls, placing them in the most conspicuous positions.
Regardless of whether they are buying books or reading books, even ordinary people passing by can see the three characters "Dream of Red Mansions" at the first time.
Seven days later, five to ten chapters of "A Dream of Red Mansions" were updated, and the former Oiran Poetry Girl from Tianxiang Pavilion came back to life. A song about funeral flowers excerpted from "A Dream of Red Mansions" broke the hearts of thousands of literati.
Accumulate but gain little.
Dream of Red Mansions went through some twists and turns and finally became popular.
Dream of Red Mansions exploded in popularity overnight, and the early copies of the book were all wiped out.
All the printing machines of Chen's Publishing House were running all day long but there was no time to produce.
Chen Xirong considered whether to add a dozen movable type printing machines.
Second-hand manuscripts of "Dream of Red Mansions" have been sold by scalpers for ten taels of silver each.
You must know that the price of a scroll is only fifty cents.
Even if it is fifty words, it is ten times more expensive than ordinary books.
This is the Tang Dynasty, where there are very few items of exaggerated value, and very few items measured in silver.
It is incomprehensible for a book to be sold for ten taels of silver a piece.
Construction of the Beiding Palace has begun.
There are dozens more demolition households in Changlefang.
To resettle the demolished households, Bai Song scraped together 20,000 taels of silver.
All of a sudden, all the savings I had accumulated were gone.
April 5th.
The content of the third volume of "Dream of Red Mansions" could not be updated on time.
Thousands of book fans gathered in front of Chen's Bookstore in protest.
On this day, my sister Bairou finally arrived.
To be precise, my sister Bai Rou had arrived in Chang'an a few days ago.
But a batch of cement brought by her supervisor needs to be distributed to various construction sites.
This is the first time cement from Jixian County enters Chang'an in large quantities. Every detail must be carefully compared. How much is used at which construction site? The workers brought from Youzhou must have an idea in mind, so that they don't have to do the same work themselves in the future.
So Bai Rou was delayed outside Chang'an City for a few days.
On the same day, there was another big event.
The list was released in spring.
Bai Song's name appeared on the list without any suspense.
Bai Song's position is in the middle and lower reaches, ranking more than 170.
Another step forward.
Although I had expected it, I was also happy.
When Bai Rou entered Chang'an for the first time, Bai Song put aside everything and spent a day traveling around Chang'an with his sister.
Bai Rou and Sang Sang are similar in age, they are both 17 or 18 years old.
In the past, Bai Rou looked less calm than Sang Sang.
After more than half a year of hard work, my sister has changed drastically without realizing it.
In the car, Bai Song would always look at his sister inadvertently, feeling Xiang'er's presence from her body. He felt that Xiao Nizi had some of Xiang'er's temperament, and she felt like the person at the helm of a wealthy family.
The scenery of Chang'an did not attract Bai Rou too much.
The slim girl is becoming more mature, and her temperament is not as outgoing as before. I don't know whether it is for psychological reasons or other emotions, but Bai Song feels that his sister is prettier than several ladies.
I really can't think of any man who is worthy of her.
"Brother, why are you staring at others?"
"We haven't seen each other for more than a year, and we are completely different. Naturally, we want to see more."
Bai Rou smiled softly, stopped looking at the scenery outside the car, and turned to face Bai Song: "Look, let you take a good look."
After saying that, he tilted his head slightly and drew a beautiful arc at the corner of his mouth.
Bai Song looked at it and gently touched his sister's head. He felt a little emotional but didn't know what to say.
Bai Rou leaned on her brother's shoulder obediently, closed her eyes, and said quietly: "In my sister's heart, my brother is still the same brother, and he has not changed at all. Now that life is getting better, my sister often dreams about following him. The time when my brother and I slept together in the small thatched cottage, I felt very miserable at that time, but now I feel very missed."
"Silly girl, when did you become sentimental?"
"Brother, hold me and sleep for a while... My sister won't dream if I smell like you."
With that said, Bai Rou slowly slid into Bai Song's arms, rested on Bai Song's legs and closed her eyes.
"Didn't you say you came out for fun?"
"With my brother here, it doesn't matter where I go." Bai Rou said, squinting her eyes, "Just let the coachman keep walking like this, to the end of the world, until my sister wakes up."
"Okay, as long as you like, do whatever you want."
A carriage wandered aimlessly through the streets of Chang'an City without stopping.
The girl in the car gradually became sleepy, and before falling asleep, she said lightly: "Brother has a lot of feminine smell on his body."
