Feng Shihua was almost going crazy.

Holding Song Qiao's manuscript, his face was grim and his hands were shaking. He couldn't believe that he had such a blessing in his life!

Xu Yun couldn't help but remind him: "Be careful, this is Mr. Song's manuscript, don't damage it! When you're done with it, return it to me!"

When Feng Shihua heard this, his hands trembled even more violently.

One is tension.

One is the heartache - I have to send it back!

He can collect woodblocks, though!

This time, Feng Shihua directly printed 5,000 copies of the booklet.

Then, it sold out on the first day.

Those who didn’t buy the book blocked the entrance of the bookstore, and were so angry that they were about to curse.

Feng Shihua stood upstairs, looking at the huge crowds of people downstairs, and couldn't help but sigh: "It was a good bet."

If he had not been wise enough to find Xu Yun early, how could he have such enormous wealth now?

The next day, Feng Shihua went to find Xu Yun.

He already had a rough idea for the library, and bought the shop next door.

Originally, the neighbor didn't want to buy it, but he used the money he had won from betting on Xu Yun's exam and paid twice as much to buy it.

Then, the wall between the two shops was opened up.

In this way, you can get through the shop.

There is no door there, but all windows are made of translucent screens.

This way you can see inside from the outside at a glance, and it's bright, saving money on lighting.

To close the door at night, just put up the door panel from the outside.

Feng Shihua came to pick up Xu Yun to see him.

Gao Yu naturally followed him - now Gao Yu was like a bodyguard beside Xu Yun. Luo Zhan, on the other hand, was not watching him so closely.

Arriving at the bookstore, Xu Yun took a look and found that Feng Shihua had done a very good job - there were bookshelves on three walls, and several rows of bookshelves in the middle. This not only allowed for maximum storage of books, but also separated the crowd so that people would not gather in large groups.

Moreover, Feng Shihua also cleared out some space and had some low tables and straw mats placed there for people to sit down and read.

In addition, there is a small new-style stove here, and the smoke is exhausted outside the house. The stove is used for nothing else but boiling water and making tea - the tea costs one dollar a cup.

Almost everything Xu Yun said was restored.

There are just no books on the shelf yet.

Feng Shihua explained: "The books are ready and we are having them stamped. This way, if they are lost, we will know they belong to my library."

After a pause, he continued, "I didn't use the word 'library', I changed it to 'reading pavilion'."

Xu Yun nodded: "All right, it's your shop, you decide."

Feng Shihua led Xu Yun and Gao Yu for a walk around the room.

Xu Yun saw a sign on the bookshelf that listed the types of books. He was very satisfied and decided to come over and take a look when the time comes - how many points are there!

Thinking that he only had a little over a hundred points left, Xu Yun was already a little impatient: "When will the door open?"

Feng Shihua picked a date: "I asked someone to calculate it. It's an excellent date."

After saying this, Feng Shihua made another bold statement: "By then, I will definitely become the most famous person in the entire city of Beiping!"

Xu Yun nodded: "You will definitely do it. Maybe their majesties will even reward you."

On the one hand, Xu Yun and Feng Shihua were looking forward to the opening of Yueshu Pavilion, and on the other hand, the collection of Xu Yun's articles and comments also fell into the hands of Gao Xu and Cai Ji.

Gao Xu got it from his grandfather Gao Song.

Gao Song is already 63 years old this year. Most of his hair is white, but he is still straight and energetic. He sits majestically behind the desk, looking at his most proud grandson, and motions him to read the book on the desk: "Take a look."

When Gao Xu saw the words on the paper, his lips tightened slightly, but they relaxed after a moment, still looking like a calm and noble young man: "Yes, grandfather."

He reads very quickly.

Moreover, he only read the first article and Song Qiao's comments carefully.

The people behind were just taking a quick look.

Song Qiao's comments were very pertinent, pointing out both the strengths and the weaknesses. Of course, the most important sentence was the last one, which was consistent with the ranking.

Gao Xu paused as he turned the page, but then he flipped the page expressionlessly.

Gao Song waited until Gao Xu put down the book before saying, "You two should go visit Song Qiao together. Song Qiao not only gave her a calligraphy, but also wrote a special comment on her——"

Gao Xu clenched and unclenched his fingers, and after a moment of silence, he said softly, "I'm sorry to disappoint my grandfather."

He said the last sentence almost shamefully: "It's my grandson who is useless."

Gao Song's eyes were also filled with disappointment: "Since childhood, you have been the best among all your brothers. Now..."

"Forget it. Song Qiao is not sincere." Gao Song didn't want to blame his grandson, so he changed the subject: "He did this for Your Majesty. After all, if we embarrass Xu Yun like this, Your Majesty will not look good in the future."

Gao Xu said in a deep voice: "Although those people's comments were a bit sharp, they were telling the truth. Her articles are very ordinary. They are not flowery and read very straightforwardly."

Gao Song smiled: "Of course she is not as good as you. But she is the only one who has made a breakthrough. As long as she is not too bad, the emperors will support her. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a slap in your own face?"

"It's a pity that Song Qiao's good reputation throughout his life is going to be ruined by such a yellow-haired girl. What a pity."

Gao Song said it was a pity, but there was a smile on his face.

He taught his grandson: "In the future, you must cherish your reputation and reputation. Don't damage it easily."

"Yes. Grandson will remember it." Gao Xu agreed.

Gao Song looked at Gao Xu lovingly: "There are still two rounds left. This year's top scholar will be yours. Xu'er, don't let your grandfather down. The kid from the Cai family can't beat you. You have also read the top articles from other places. Do you have any rivals?"

Gao Xu shook his head: "Other places are poorer after all, and there are no outstanding people. My grandson has confidence."

Gao Song was even happier and laughed out loud. He also gave Gao Xu his favorite inkstone as a reward for his encouragement.

Gao Xu returned to his study with the inkstone in his hand, but he did not look very happy.

He couldn't help but think about it many times these days.

Just now, he even wanted to ask his grandfather why, although his writing was so good and his behavior was so decent, he still couldn't get a word of praise from Mr. Song. He even took the initiative to ask for it, but still didn't get a calligraphy.

But he knew that it would be fruitless.

He already knew his grandfather's answer.

But he still didn't understand.

Isn't Songqiao known as a great scholar? Why is it so unfair?

Gao Xu lowered his eyes, looked at his fingers, and pursed his lips.

He thought: I must not be good enough. I need to work harder.

So Gao Xu collected his thoughts, picked up the book, and continued reading, unwilling to waste a single moment.

As for Xu Yun, Xu Yun was shopping with Gao Yu.

Now that they were out and protected by Gao Yu's people, the two of them wanted to take a walk.

The city of Peking is changing almost every day.

Xu Yun was so overwhelmed by the sight that he was reluctant to go home.

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