Scholars unparalleled

In terms of making money, the most profitable thing is naturally salt.

The problem is, how to practice salt in the current situation is easy to be targeted.

Confidentiality or something is also a big problem.

After thinking about it, Lu Chensheng naturally put this kind of thing aside for the time being.

As for other ways to make money, you still need to think about it.

Hearing what Lu Chensheng said, Bai Yi felt helpless immediately. It seemed to be the same thing after all. Now that I still have money, I don't need to think so much for the time being.

Forget it, although her salary is very small, it is not enough to make Lu Chensheng hungry.

Bai Yi shook her head in her heart, not forcing herself.

In the yard, the leaves began to turn yellow gradually, and then fell in the autumn wind.

Judging by the situation, it is already completely autumn.

On this day, a maid from the He family came to the door with a lot of books in her hand, "This is the only copy that my lady asked to copy. I need to trouble your uncle."

The servant girl handed the book to Xiaoyu in front of her, and said something.

Xiaoyu nodded when she heard the words, and said, "The previous books have been copied properly, please go get them later, Xiaoyu."

After finishing speaking, Xiaoyu hurriedly left the study room, sorted out the books on the side, and the copied books on the side, all sorted together, took it out and sent it to the other party.

The servant girl was slightly taken aback when she saw it.

Although it's been a while since the last copying, it shouldn't be so soon, right?

Xiaoyu had never had contact with the other scholars before, so she didn't know that the scholars were not as fast as her uncle when they copied.

Moreover, copying only takes a little time a day, and scholars have to cope with scientific examinations, study test questions, read the Four Books and Five Classics, etc. every day.

In this way, there will be less time for copying. Few scholars are like Lu Chensheng, who have time to copy every day.

Moreover, writing is extremely fast.

The servant girl was suspicious, maybe the other party was doing something sloppy, right?

Although she had some doubts in her heart, she didn't say anything, and just returned to He Mansion with the books.

"Miss, the books that were copied for the White House before have been copied."

The maid said to her own lady.

He Sijun was slightly taken aback when he heard this, so fast?

"Put the things on the table over there, and I'll take a look."

Without further words from the servant girl, He Sijun also felt that something was wrong.

The servant girl nodded, and put the books she brought back neatly aside.

He Sijun glanced at it, but nodded secretly, not to mention the rest, the manuscript paper sent back by the other party has been sorted out, quite neat.

He Sijun took a step forward and began to look through.

The fonts on the paper are extremely neat, which is the basic skill of a scholar.

How about a scholar, writing must be neat and consistent in size, so that during the scientific examination, the examiner will not be unable to pass the test of writing.

He Sijun flipped through the pages one by one, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he saw that nothing had changed in the bottom line.

It seems that I am thinking too much?

This scholar still fulfilled his duties, and did not do such sloppy things?

This thought made He Sijun slightly relieved.

Anyway, this person was also introduced by Fan Lao. If such a thing happened, it would be a stain on Fan Lao.

Moreover, she herself didn't want to see this kind of thing. Once this kind of thing got out, outsiders would only say what kind of people came out of Chunnan City.

Seeing that more than half of the pages were flipped through, and there were still no problems, He Sijun no longer wanted to flip through, and was about to stop his hand, when he was slightly taken aback.

What she saw in front of her was different from the paper full of copying that she had seen before. On it was a poem written in crazy calligraphy.

It was precisely because there was a blank space on the side that she noticed the difference.

"Is this a poem written by that scholar?"

He Sijun's eyes moved slightly, and with a slight twitch of his slender hand, he took out this piece of paper.

The maid at the side was also taken aback when she saw this, and probably never thought that there was a poem mixed in it.

"The chrysanthemums worry about the smoke and the orchids weep the dew, the curtains are cold, and the swallows fly away..."

He Sijun looked at the poem in front of him and couldn't help but read it softly.

A strange color could not help appearing in the eyes, "The bright moon does not understand the sorrow and suffering, and the slanting light is so bright that it wears Zhuhu..."

hiss...

Seeing this, the maid at the side couldn't help but take a slight breath. She has been with her young lady for so long, so she naturally knows how to appreciate poetry like this.

The artistic conception in this kind of poems, as well as the choice of words and sentences, are the models of everyone.

At this moment, after she saw it, she couldn't help but feel flustered.

At this moment, He Sijun's eyes are full of splendor, never expecting that the married man of the He family has such talent.

"Last night, the westerly wind withered the green trees. I went up to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world. If you want to send a colored note with a ruler, where do you know where the mountains and rivers are?"

He Sijun read in a low voice, his eyes were even brighter.

"What Que wrote now has an extraordinary artistic conception. People can feel the poet's longing. The writing is really wonderful."

The servant girl came back to her senses, and nodded in response, "Yes, I didn't expect that the one from Baifu could write such poems. It seems that there is a talented scholar here."

Speaking of this, the servant girl was taken aback for a moment, then pursed her lips and smiled.

"Miss, didn't you always say that the scholars in Chunnan City are good at everything, but they are not enough in talent? You have been overwhelmed by talented women all the time. Now it seems that there are indeed so few of them. Scholar, I don't really care about such a false name."

Before that, outside the Yingyue Building, a scholar broke several couplets one after another, and these couplets, even my young lady and others saw them, they were all worried and puzzled.

But the scholar was quick-witted, and he did not have the slightest embarrassment in cracking one after another. From this it can be seen that the scholar really has a little bit of talent.

Now, Li Junfang of this Baifu family seems to be extremely talented, which is enough to prove that among the scholars in Chunnan City, there are really a few talents that can be compared with them.

He Sijun smiled when he heard the words, "This poem is really good. I don't know how Li Junfang's impromptu performance is. It's not that easy to beat me and other talented women."

Chapter 252 I'm Not Here

Lu Chensheng looked at another batch of books, and suddenly looked a little helpless.

At first, I thought that if I didn't go there, the other party would not be sending books over, but I didn't expect that the other party would actually send them directly to my door.

This made Lu Chensheng didn't know what to say for a while.

Xiaoyu saw the trace of helplessness on her uncle's face, and knew what her uncle was thinking.

"Uncle, why don't you go back and explain it to the people in the He Mansion?"

Lu Chensheng waved his hand when he heard the words, "Forget it, since you brought it, let's put it away, and your uncle will just copy it slowly from now on."

After thinking about it, if you practice calligraphy every day, you don't rush to finish writing, just copy slowly.

Xiaoyu nodded after hearing the words, it's a good thing that her son-in-law is not upset.

Since you can't hide, then take your time. In fact, you don't have to write so fast. It's just that Lu Chensheng felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the books lying on the side, waiting for him to copy.

After making such a decision, Lu Chensheng became more regular in doing things every day.

Copying books, or taking a fishing rod and going fishing by the river outside.

No one from He's House came to urge him, so Lu Chen enjoyed himself leisurely.

As time passed, Lu Chensheng wondered if he could get a map from Bai Yi, but he couldn't find any suitable excuse.

...

Not long after the fall, the feather-like snow began to fall.

The time of winter here is much earlier than what Lu Chensheng thought.

Based on this calculation, it would be almost two years since I came to this world.

Lu Chensheng looked at the extremely quiet lake, and couldn't help raising his brows slightly.

"Brother Li, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch any fish today."

A scholar on the side was also fishing with Lu Chensheng at the moment, looked at the river surface that had been quiet for a long time, and couldn't help but say something.

The scholar on the side was the one who returned home in the rain with Lu Chensheng before.

When I went out once in a while before, I met this scholar, and I got stronger after going back and forth.

Afterwards, after knowing Lu Chensheng's name, the scholar was stunned for a while.

It probably never occurred to him that the person in front of him was actually a very famous married man before.

Lu Chensheng was wearing a cloak, which he had bought for a lot of money before. The long cloak looked a bit like a hill from a distance.

"It's a pity, if it's frozen, fishing will be much easier."

Lu Chensheng said to Liu Yanzhi who was on the side.

If the river is frozen and the fish in the water lack oxygen, it will be much easier to just open a hole in the river for fishing.

Liu Yanzhi shook his head when he heard the words. Although the weather in Chunnan City is colder in winter and snow falls earlier, it does not mean that the river will freeze at this time.

"After fishing for a long time, it's a bit boring to catch no fish."

Liu Yanzhi watched for a long time, but he still didn't see any fish taking the bait, so he was somewhat discouraged.

Lu Chensheng smiled when he heard the words, "Brother Liu, don't you think that this situation is quite artistic?"

"Mood? What mood?"

Hearing this, Liu Yanzhi was stunned for a moment. There was nothing left and right, only white snow at first glance. He really didn't know what this artistic conception meant.

"Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, thousands of people disappear, and a lonely boat is a dwarf, fishing for snow in the cold river alone."

Lu Chensheng read out directly from the side, and Liu Yanzhi on the side was stunned for a moment.

"Okay! What a lonely boatman, fishing alone in the cold river and snow!"

Before Liu Yanzhi could speak, a crisp voice sounded, which made Lu Chensheng startled.

Turning his head to look, he saw a row of flat boats coming across the river at some unknown time.

A woman on the boat was also looking at Lu Chensheng.

Seeing this, Lu Chensheng cupped his hands, "Young lady praised you."

"Little girl Cai Ziwei, don't you know your son's name?"

Cai Ziwei clapped her hands slightly, looking at Lu Chensheng curiously.

Have you ever seen someone like Lu Chensheng in Chunnan City?To be able to read a poem in such a world of ice and snow is very talented.

Compared with some talented people I have seen before, it is much better.

"Miss Cai is one of the top three talented women in Chunnan City."

Liu Yanzhi knew that Lu Chensheng came to Chunnan City not long ago, so he explained it gently.

Lu Chensheng was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't expect that this seemingly talented woman in front of him was really famous.

"In the Lower White Mansion, Li Junfang."

Lu Chensheng cupped his hands in response.

"Li Junfang?"

Hearing the name that Lu Chensheng reported, Cai Ziwei was startled for a moment, then looked at Lu Chensheng with some surprise in her eyes, and then nodded again.

Looking at the other person's eyes, there is also a bit of admiration at this moment, quite a bit like looking at the younger generation.

Such a scene made Lu Chensheng stunned for a while. How did this make the other party seem to want to support him.

"The previous poem, Chrysanthemum, Sorrow, Smoke, Orchid, Weeping Dew, was written by the young master, right? You really have some poetic talent."

Lu Chensheng was taken aback when he heard the sound. This poem was indeed written in the White Mansion before, but how did the other party know?