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(I’m working overtime tonight, it’s late, I will revise it later and repeat it)
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Old Mrs. Sheng happily took Minglan's little hand and said with a smile: "However, according to your father's letter, your second sister-in-law is still in the early months of the year. If she really wants to give birth, it will probably be after autumn. "
"So, we have plenty of time to return to Beijing!"
Because pregnant women are not allowed to tell anyone about the first month of their pregnancy, plus the time spent on the road when Sheng Hong's letter was delivered, if Hai Chaoyun gives birth, I am afraid it will have to be six or seven months old. Only after a month.
"Grandma, when are we going back?"
Minglan was still a little anxious and wanted to return to Beijing.
After all, she was more familiar with Bianjing than Youyang, and more importantly, she missed her father.
To be honest, among the children in the Sheng family, Minglan is probably the only one who admires Sheng Hong the most. As for the other children...
Just don’t mention it!
"when?"
Mrs. Sheng thought for a while and said, "Actually, I was thinking, let's leave at the beginning of next month!"
"Before that, we have to explain something to the clansmen in our hometown and say goodbye!"
"After all, I don't know if I can come back again in the future!"
Speaking of this, Mrs. Sheng also felt a sense of loneliness on her face.
After all, the old lady is getting older, and her body bones are not as strong as before, and Youyang is far away from Bianjing. It would be really difficult for the old lady Sheng to go back and forth, even , it is very likely that something unspeakable will happen.
"grandmother!"
Hearing Mrs. Sheng's appearance, Minglan suddenly felt a little sad.
For a moment, her eyes felt inexplicably sour.
"grandmother!"
At this time, Sheng Changquan strode forward and comforted Mrs. Sheng: "Grandma, you don't have to worry!"
"If you want to come back to Youyang in the future, then let me accompany you!"
He stood next to Old Mrs. Sheng, then bowed down, held Old Mrs. Sheng's hand with Minglan, and said softly: "Grandma, actually, I have learned a lot from my teacher over the years. s things!"
"Of course, it also includes a lot of experience in taking care of the elderly!"
Sheng Changquan smiled and continued: "To put it bluntly, if it weren't for my support along the way, Teacher, I'm afraid it would be very difficult for him to return home smoothly!"
"So, grandma, if you are going to travel far away one day, why not call your grandson and let me serve you."
"In this way, you can go wherever you want from now on. Even if you want to travel around like the teacher, that's okay!"
After saying this, Sheng Changquan showed a clean smile to Mrs. Sheng, but it seemed extremely sincere.
"Yes, Grandma!"
"When the time comes, I'll go too!"
"Then, let me and my brother accompany you to travel around this great country!"
Minglan held back her sour tears and whispered.
"You...you two little hozens are talking nonsense!"
Mrs. Sheng, who has been strong all her life, was also moved by the behavior of Minglan and her brother!
She could see that both siblings were sincere to her.
Especially Minglan, her eager little look really poked her heart into the heart!
"Good boy!"
"You are all good boys!"
Mrs. Sheng was so excited that she hugged the siblings in front of her, her eyes were a little moist.
Although her legitimate son passed away decades ago, after raising Minglan for so many years, she has already regarded her as her own bloodline. Sometimes, Mrs. Sheng even regards her as her own. Tsukuru is a replica of himself, and he wants her to live the life he has never lived.
For the old lady, Minglan may be called the continuation of her life and herself in another time and space.
"grandmother!"
Minglan also hugged her grandmother with her backhand, buried her head in Mrs. Sheng's arms, and let the sourness in her eyes completely flow out.
After all, Sheng Changquan was still a man. He couldn't act like a little daughter like Minglan, so he could only open his arms and hug the two people in front of him tightly.
The two most important relatives in my life.
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(I’m working overtime tonight, it’s late, I will revise it later and repeat it)
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Xifu.
After a heart-to-heart talk with the old lady and Minglan, Sheng Changquan returned to his room.
The old house in Youyang is the ancestral residence of the second family of the Sheng family. It was a mansion built by Mr. Sheng Xu himself when he was still alive.
Different from the prices in Bianjing City, the materials and labor here in Youyang are quite cheap. In addition, Mr. Sheng was also in the spring breeze at that time, so this old house was extremely impressive. .
Even now that Shengwei has developed, the newly built Dongfu Residence is far behind.
The two-bedroom ancestral home can be regarded as one of the top five luxury houses in Youyang County!
And the reason why it is said to be in the top five is because the Sheng family has not been in power for a long time, and it does not have as deep a foundation as the local wealthy families that have been passed down for hundreds of years.
After all, how can the construction of two generations of the Sheng family compare to the efforts of five or six generations of other people's families?
Not to mention anything else, just talk about the area of their respective mansions and the quality of the nearby areas. There is definitely a big difference. At the very least, the mansions of those families are in the center of the county, but the Sheng family's side is not. It is a little more remote, and some are close to the corners.
Speaking of which, if it weren't for Mr. Sheng Xu's status as a concubine and Mrs. Sheng's status as the daughter-in-law, this old house might not be able to have such a high ranking!
Having said that, maybe it was because of his wish to have more children and grandchildren, so when Mr. Sheng Xu built this old house, he deliberately built a lot of single-family courtyards, seemingly for the convenience of future generations. Live separately.
Therefore, Sheng Changquan now moved into the courtyard where he had always lived - Wenzongxuan.
The name Wen Zongxuan was not acquired by Sheng Changquan, but existed in the old house itself, or it could be said that it was left by Mr. Sheng Xu.
The names of the three brothers Sheng Changquan and their respective courtyards in the old house were Wen Shengxuan, Wen Xingxuan, and Wen Zongxuan.
Sheng Changquan didn't know what the specific meaning was, but it was obvious that his grandfather hoped that his descendants could travel thousands of miles in the literary world and create brilliance.
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Everything was quiet, and night was gradually falling.
After Sheng Changquan returned to Wenzongxuanli, he did not go to rest. Instead, he went to a house first.
That room was where the things he had retrieved from Huwei Escort were stored.
"Alas~"
Sheng Changquan pushed the door open and entered the house. Looking at the boxes and cages stacked in front of him, he sighed slightly.
"The harvest of these six years is all here..."
Following a low murmur, Sheng Changquan felt a little unspeakable in his heart.
It seems melancholy, but also somewhat satisfied.
The complex taste is difficult to describe.
A long while.
"By the way, I still have to find that literary box!"
However, Sheng Changquan did not feel sentimental for long. After half a cup of tea, he woke up and started to act directly, preparing to find the "literary box" in his mouth.
"Bang!"
Following a series of considerable movements, Sheng Changquan finally found his target among the many boxes and cages in front of him.
A purple, huge box.
"Huh? Found it!"
Sheng Changquan let out a low cry and dragged the purple box to the outside.
"Bang!"
As the box landed, Sheng Changquan finally let out a sigh of relief.
"It's so dangerous, I thought this 'Wen Dao Box' fell down!"
After Sheng Changquan muttered to himself, he turned to look at the "Wen Dao Box".
This box is not small in size, about three or four cubic meters in size. It is deep purple in color, as if it were a piece of fine crystal. It is restrained and deep, with an indescribable sense of nobility.
In fact, if someone looks carefully, they will find that the wood on this box does not have too many processing procedures, and at the same time, it is not coated with any protective oil. The effects displayed are all inherent in the wood itself.
Moreover, the patterns on this box are all naturally generated and have no influence from human factors.
Even if you smell it for a while, you can faintly smell some sandalwood, giving people a solemn and luxurious feeling.
"call!"
Sheng Changquan exhaled his last breath, then took out a brass key from his arms, pointed it at the keyhole on the wooden box, and turned it gently.
"Click!"
The yellow lock fell off naturally, and the box's protective measures were immediately useless.
"Bang!"
Sheng Changquan first moved the candlestick on the table not far away towards him to make the candle light brighter, then reached out to pull up the lid of the box and opened the cage directly.
"Uh-huh!"
There seemed to be a flash of white light!
The box was opened suddenly.
However, after opening it, there were actually a lot of ordinary books inside.
But when he saw these scrolls, Sheng Changquan smiled.
"Haha, luckily I didn't make a mistake!"
Sheng Changquan leaned over and took out the top scroll from the box. He opened it and said to himself: "In the past six years, I followed my teacher all over the country and visited countless famous people. In the end, I gained It’s just a box full of books!”
"This is really unbelievable!"
As mentioned before, in addition to teaching Sheng Changquan the principles of life and work, Mr. Zhuang Ru also led him to visit his old friends and read many books and scriptures in their homes to enhance Sheng Changquan's writing skills.
However, at this time, the scrolls have always represented the heritage of each family, and the sages' subtle words and great righteousness on them are even more precious.
Although Mr. Zhuang's old friends allowed Sheng Changquan to read it for the sake of being friends, they rarely took out paper and pen to let him copy excerpts.
What's more, copying books also requires a lot of time, and how could Sheng Changquan have so much time?
Therefore, he could only try his best to read through the classics that he had never seen before, and then forcefully memorize them. With the help of his gift of photographic memory, he could forcibly memorize the knowledge in them so that he could copy them down later to supplement his own knowledge. .
Generally speaking, those families who have a collection of books will keep some of their family's most precious classics alone. Therefore, the classics that Sheng Changquan has recorded over the years are nothing more than a large box full of books.
After all, the Sheng family has its own collection of books, and he has also seen the collection of the Duke of Qi's Mansion, the collection of the Ningyuan Marquis' Mansion, and the collection of Yuge's hometown...
Sheng Changquan looked at the box of classics in front of him with some disgust and curled his lips: "Standing still, it's no wonder that the right to speak in this world is in the hands of these wealthy families."
However, Sheng Changquan apparently forgot about the family he came from, and the Sheng family was also classified into this class.
"But this is fine!"
Thinking of the path he would take in the future, Sheng Changquan not only raised the corner of his mouth, but also thought secretly: "Since the people are trapped in the blockade of literary families and have no books to read, then if I write a classic in the future, I am afraid that I will become Wenzong Is he a Taoist-like figure?"
"hey-hey……"
Sheng Changquan was secretly happy, but he had no idea how much strength it would take to achieve this step.
Not to mention anything else, if you want to become a saint of literature and art, in addition to conquering hundreds of schools of knowledge, you also need the help of extremely powerful people. At the same time, you must have unparalleled personality charm and be able to win the favor of the vast majority of people. Convinced and supported.
still need……
These countless conditions, or difficulties, are the biggest problem restricting Literary Saint!
Speaking of which, there are sages but no saints in this world.
Although we often talk about the ancient sages and sages, in the end they are just sages, not saints.
The main reason is that in this world, literature and Taoism are flourishing, and hundreds of schools of thought are contending. Each school of thought is flourishing in the world, but none of them can overwhelm the hundreds of schools of thought. Each school of thought has its strengths and weaknesses, but no leader or followers.
Even though Confucianism is now in power, the disciples within it are still working on their own ideas based on the ideas of many Confucian sages, and they all have their own disputes, but no one is convinced by anyone.
Even Qiu Zi, the ancestor of Confucianism who founded Confucianism, is not regarded as a saint by everyone. He can only be called the ancestor, the ancestor of Confucianism.
Gein, saint, is a state, but ancestor is a kind of person. The two are not the same.
The reason why Qiu Zu cannot be a saint is because not all of his teachings are accepted by others.
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"Forget it, let's take this 'Wen Dao Box' back first!"
Sheng Changquan has not yet realized how difficult it is for him to achieve his goal. Now he only wants to bring back the classics he has accumulated over the past six years to enrich his family's book collection and enhance the heritage of the Sheng family.
After all, he is also a member of the Sheng family, and they both prosper and suffer.
It's hard to say that he will need to rely on the strength of his family when doing things in the future.
Sheng Changquan put the book back in his hand, closed the wooden lid of the box, then locked the brass lock, then grabbed the handles on both sides of the book box with both hands, and exerted all his strength!
"Hey!"
This heavy "literary box" was immediately carried by Sheng Changquan. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be preparing to take it back to his bedroom and store it carefully.
However, this is also true.
After all, these cultural treasures are indeed extremely precious, but they cannot be easily wasted.
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