The Nameless of the Common Clans

"Captain, I want to go out again at the end of tomorrow." When he returned to the military camp, the first thing Chen Mo did was to find Bao Hong and continue to ask for leave.

Shame... After interacting with Cao Cao a lot, that thing doesn't seem to be important anymore.

"What's the matter?" Bao Hong doesn't really want to see Chen Mo now. That face that looks innocent but is actually hateful, every time he sees it, he has the urge to slap him.

"I met an elder with Mr. Lu today, and I'm going to visit him tomorrow." Chen Mo said with a smile.

The one Mr. Lu knew was an elder... The muscles on Bao Hong's face twitched twice. He didn't want to ask who it was, but he couldn't help being curious: "I don't know who Mr. Lu's friend is? When someone was in Luoyang The day is not short, most of the famous people in Luoyang know this, please tell me, I will check the details for you, so as not to lose etiquette tomorrow."

"Mr. Ciming." Chen Mo said with a smile: "The Xun family belongs to a large family in Yingchuan. I wonder what Mr. Ciming likes?"

Chen Mo was going to make another bamboo slip and take it with him. Regardless of whether it was elegant or vulgar, it would not be shameful to take it.

"What did you just say?" Bao Hong's smile was a little stiff.

"Mr. Ciming." Chen Mo looked at Bao Hong doubtfully.

"No, the first sentence." Bao Hong shook his head.

"The general wants to leave the camp again at the end of tomorrow." Chen Mo thought for a moment.

"No!" Bao Hong straightened his face and said coldly: "Chen Mo, I think you are an old man in the army, so I have accommodated you several times, but is there something wrong with you going out every day? If all the officers and soldiers in the army are Like you, teach me how to run an army?"

Chen Mo was stunned and looked at Bao Hong carefully, as if he had met him for the first time.

"What do you think? If you're not sure, you're not allowed!" Bao Hong felt a little uncomfortable when Chen Mo looked at him. He turned his face away and snorted coldly.

"Last time I had a banquet with Mr. Benchu, I mentioned the captain." Chen Mo didn't say much. He just thought about it and recalled, "I said that the captain is good at running the army."

"Don't use Ben Chu to suppress me..." Bao Hong snorted coldly, then turned around and looked around, then waited for Chen Mo fiercely and said: "As a general, you should distinguish between public and private. Although I respect Ben Chu We must be virtuous, but he and I are both one of the eight schools, and there is no distinction between us.”

"The captain doesn't want to know what Mr. Ben Chu thinks of you?" Chen Mo asked with a smile.

"How..." Bao Hong said with a straight face: "No need to say more, I won't do it next time."

"Then I'm going to go train my troops. I'll give you some instructions on tomorrow's military affairs." Chen Mo cupped his hands at Bao Hongyi.

"Um..." Bao Hong grabbed Chen Mo's shoulders, looked at Chen Mo and said, "Did you forget something?"

"Zhi Nan is a man of good ability, but his temper is a bit low." Chen Mo imitated Yuan Shao and said earnestly.

"That makes sense..."

Looking at Bao Hong, who had a nagging look on his face, Chen Mo sighed and turned around to leave. Actually, Bao Hong is not that hateful, but in a place like Luoyang, where he holds the military power of a school, then What should be considered should not be character. Incompetence is a sin. Without ability, those so-called connections are of no importance at all. It doesn't matter how many people you know.

Officialdom is very realistic.

During the day, Chen Mo trained normally as usual. For people like them, daily training has become a habit when there is sufficient food supply.

Early the next morning, Chen Mo called Bao Geng and asked him to train the soldiers on his behalf, while he and Bao Hong received the token and left the camp to Xun Mansion.

Compared to General Xu Zi's house, which exudes a sense of superiority and the style of a famous teacher, the Xun family's house, as a wealthy family in Yingchuan, is much drab. The house occupies a large area, but is quite simple. There is an air of simplicity, and the stewards and servants at home also have the atmosphere of literati. They are inconspicuous at first glance, but when you are inside, you feel that they have a different charm.

"Mr. Chen, these are the bamboo slips that my father is going to replace." The person who received Chen Mo was not Xun Shuang, but Xun Shuang's second son Xun Pei.

"This..." Chen Mo looked at the cart of bamboo slips in front of him dumbfounded, and looked at Xun Pei in disbelief: "Mr. Wenqing, do these have to be transcribed?"

“Well, they are all bamboo slips that have not been preserved.”

There were three hundred and thirty-six volumes in total. After counting, Chen Mo felt his scalp was numb. Even if he did nothing every day, he didn't have to be as meticulous as the one he gave to Lu Zhi. It would take more than a month to transcribe ten volumes a day, and It's impossible for him to really do nothing but copy, train troops, attend banquets, and possibly send troops on missions.

"My father said that it can be completed before Grain Rain next year." Xun Pei said with a smile.

"Mr. Wenqing, we have plenty of time, but..." Chen Mo thought it would be better to find someone to share the time with.

"Well, as for the required cost, a bamboo slip, according to the current price of transcribing bamboo slips in Luoyang, is two thousand yuan. Do you have any objections, sir?" Xun Pei asked with a smile.

"No, my craftsmanship is average. Two thousand dollars is not low. I would like to thank Duke Ciming for taking care of me." Chen Momo really shook his head and calculated in his mind. Putting aside the money to buy the bamboo slips, these three hundred and thirty-six Rolling bamboo slips can earn 600,000 yuan.

Blank bamboo slips are not expensive, and bamboo slips with writing on them are almost priceless. But just by copying and engraving, you can earn 600,000 yuan, which Chen Mo never dared to think about before.

"It doesn't matter. My father said that the young master has been in a pinch recently, and he is unwilling to reach out to Ziyuan. This kind of noble virtue is admirable. It's time for the family to renovate a batch of bamboo slips. Instead of looking for an ordinary craftsman, it would be better for the young master to do it." Xun Pei said. He waved his hand and smiled.

"Don't be afraid of being laughed at, sir. I am really a bit tight these days. I wonder if we can change the method. I will send someone to deliver ten bamboo slips every time I carve them. It will also be convenient for your house to check. At the same time, I will pay for the ten bamboo slips. How about that?" Chen Mo asked with a smile.

"Yes, I am in the house recently. If you send someone to come, you can come to me directly." Xun Wei nodded after hearing this. It is not a difficult task in itself. And as Chen Mo said, if more than 300 bamboo slips are brought at once, it will be a very troublesome problem to check the wrong characters. The method proposed by Chen Mo is indeed good.

"Lend me this car." Chen Mo rolled up his sleeves and prepared to take the bamboo slips home first.

"No need to do that. I will send someone to deliver them to your house." Xun Wei said with some laughter.

"Then thank you very much." Chen Mo nodded, and he was not polite. He was going to find a vendor who sells blank bamboo slips. The money for the blank bamboo slips had to be paid by himself, which was also a little capital.

After bidding farewell to Xun Wei, Chen Mo walked around Luoyang City and agreed with a merchant to buy 336 bamboo slips, and then he returned home after the merchant helped him deliver them to Zang Mansion. He was not going to the military camp today.

"Husband, the Xun family sent a large cart of bamboo slips today." Yun Si and Juan'er came to Chen Mo to ask. Bamboo slips were not ordinary things, and they didn't know how to deal with them.

"It's just right, there is something I need you to do next." Chen Mo handed the outer robe to Juan'er and looked at Yun Si and said.

"Husband, please speak." Yun Si said solemnly.

"I promised the Xun family to help copy the bamboo slips. You will have someone come to the military camp every day to deliver the empty bamboo slips. In addition, you will send the bamboo slips I copied to the Xun family for verification. Each roll of bamboo slips will cost 2,000 coins. Please help keep it. The family expenses and the salaries of the guards will be deducted from this. The remaining money will be collected first." Chen Mo handed the matter of transporting the bamboo slips to Yun Si. He found that his concubine was not only quite knowledgeable in poetry and books, but also more experienced in human relations than himself. Chen Mo was relieved to let her handle it.

After all, Chen Mo himself could not go out every day. What Bao Hong said was actually true. He did go out a lot recently.

"I will do it for my husband." Yun Si's beautiful eyes lit up when she heard this. Generally, the one who manages the family finances is the eldest wife, that is, the legal wife. No matter how favored the concubine is, she cannot surpass it. Although Chen Mo only handed this matter over to her temporarily, it is enough to show her importance in the heart of this young husband.

"It's getting late, sleep at home tonight, I'll go read, you..." Chen Mo looked at Yun Si, hesitated for a moment, and said in a much lower voice: "Sleep with me tonight."

At the end, Chen Mo felt anxious. He was just new to this matter. Even if he knew that he couldn't indulge in it, he couldn't completely stop thinking about it. It was a rare trip home, so Chen Mo wanted to be warm and cozy.

After saying that, Chen Mo pretended to be calm and left.

Looking at Chen Mo's appearance, Yun Si was a little amused, and there was indeed a blush on her fair face that took a long time to dissipate.

...

No words were spoken that night. The next morning, after being dressed up by Yun Si's service, he held ten blank bamboo slips, told Yun Si the time to come to get the bamboo slips every day, and then went to the military camp.

As for the original bamboo slips, Chen Mo had actually read the content a long time ago, but he had already written down the ten volumes to be copied today last night, and the family general would send the new ones next time.

In the next few days, Chen Mo stayed in the military camp, but it was different from the past. In addition to the necessary training, most of the time, Chen Mo sat aside and carved bamboo slips. As his body became more and more proficient in carving, his speed increased a little. Basically, it was no problem to carve ten volumes a day.

The family guards in the mansion would deliver new bamboo slips every day, and take away the already carved bamboo slips, and also bring some news. Yun Si would list a list of daily income and expenditure for the family guards to deliver together. Occasionally, there would be some invitations to invite Chen Mo to a banquet, but most of them were rejected by Chen Mo.

Occasionally, Chen Mo would take leave to visit Gao Shun. The days were tense and monotonous, but thinking that there was a lot of money coming in every day, these monotonous and boring days became less boring. What's more, the annotations on the bamboo slips of the Xun family were even more valuable to Chen Mo than the money the Xun family gave him. When Chen Mo had nothing to do, he would spend most of his time comprehending these things, thinking about the right and wrong and the truth, and how the predecessors thought.

Such days continued until November, when the imperial court ordered the military captain Bao Hong to lead his troops to Gepo to quell the Gepo bandits. Chen Mo's leisurely days came to an end.