Near the end of March, the Cui family's fleet finally stopped outside Nanjing.
The shopkeeper Xiaoji was coming to preside over the Ju'anzhai branch here, so he got off the boat with the Cui family to preside over the construction of the library, the housekeepers, the accountants, and the craftsmen. They reviewed the plan several times at home, and arranged in advance to find a tooth shop to look at the yard, find a craftsman to flip the bookstore, build bookshelves and furniture, and take care of the Tianfu households with the parents' posts... A series of preliminary plans.
When the relationship is established and the yard is built, several masters brought by Ju Anzhai from Beijing will be able to start printing and seal the book, and the library and Ju Anzhai will be opened at the same time.
Ji Du and the others had a good plan, and each had a heavy amount of money wrapped around their waists, ready to go into the city to spend money. Unexpectedly, as soon as they got off the big boat, they saw a group of sergeants with round waists and broad shoulders blocking the dock. All of them were murderous, and they stopped them when they saw them.
Several stewards from Cui Hanlin's family in Beijing were so scared that their legs were weak. Although he was not a member of the Hanlin family in name, the petty shopkeeper who also worked for Cui Hanlin was also a bit vain.
Lifu said in a low voice, "I don't know, this is from Duke Cheng's Zhu family. They have been stopping people at the dock since the beginning of this month. All businessmen from the north like Guanren have to be questioned. I heard that it is Xunjin. A person from the champion family."
The champion of this class? Their eldest son
How could they have a grudge against the Duke's government? In the past, I only heard that the master had offended the two first assistants and was sent to Yunnan as a councillor, but I had never heard that the master had offended anyone. Isn't he doing a good job in front of the Hanlin in Beijing, and he is quite favored by the emperor
Could it be that Mr. Senator is causing trouble outside again
The more the shopkeeper thought about it, the more worried he became. He asked a few more questions, but the hawker didn't know what to do. He only said that the group of sergeants asked when they saw the boat, and that anyone from the north would have to make an investigation. Since he couldn't ask anything, he could only go to the Cui family to find the reason, and then he asked those who had been used by Mr. Cui and asked whether their parents had offended Chengguo's family.
The person being questioned was even more confused than he was, scratching his head and saying, "Our master used to be a household official, and he was not a censor of six divisions and thirteen disciplines. Even if he wanted to offend him, he would not be able to offend others. "
Several people got off the big boat, and they all wore the cocoon silk gowns that the stewards liked to wear. A group of strong men lined up the porters, hawkers, and single merchants on the pier, and walked up to them in a hurry, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally lined up, and surrounded the group of people in a storm.
The hairs on the back of the shopkeeper Xiaoji stood on end, and several members of the Cui family felt weak, and asked timidly, "I don't know what the few military masters are looking for? My master's family is the champion of modern science, written by Hanlin..."
The big man who led the team shone with brilliance in his eyes, and shouted sharply, "Are you from Cui Zhuangyuan's family?"
It's over, this time it's not that the master has offended anyone, it's the most reassuring eldest son who has had an accident!
Several stewards sighed in their hearts, pressed the silver on their waists and the letter in their arms, and gritted their teeth and asked: "Master Jun recognizes my family's champion? My family's champion is now an important official of the Hanlin, the gentleman who speaks to the emperor..."
The military man slapped his thigh heavily, turned his head and shouted at the densely populated place: "Brothers, the people we are waiting for are here! Don't hesitate to greet everyone, and quickly bring Cui Guiqin's family back, so that the grandfather of the country will be happy. !"
Cui... Your dear
The eldest son of their family is the ancestor who showed his spirit and taught him not to get married. His ancestors went up a few generations and were also from Hubei.
Before they could say anything, these sergeants even robbed them with their belongings and sent them directly to the Guogong Mansion—a mansion with five entrances and a garden and a lake a few blocks away. The steward of the Guogong's mansion received them in the garden, pointed to the mansion and told them: "This is the garden that the lord of the country has prepared for Cui Zhuangyuan's Zhuangyuan Hall. Has Cui Zhuangyuan planned how to dress him? If not, Then the little people arranged for the champion?"
A few stewards of the Cui family looked at the house, which was bigger than the Huang Family Garden, and asked, "Our son did make an arrangement in advance... But I don't know what our Cui family has with the Duke's mansion. Relatives, how did the grandfather know about the Zhuangyuan Hall, and still set up such a big house?"
Don't say that these stewards are puzzled, even Li Xueshi, who is really related to the Guogong's mansion, has not yet followed up with Cheng Guogong's reply.
It's just that the two capitals are too far apart, and there is a time difference between them. Cheng Guogong's letter was slow on the road. Buying a garden to build a building, and sending someone to pick up the boat at the pier was a neat arrangement. Ji Du and the stewards were robbed in the garden he had set up as soon as they settled down, and it was inevitable that they would be confused. It's been a while.
The Zhu family steward kindly introduced the relationship between their father and Li Xueshi, and said with a smile: "The father loves Miss and Uncle Li, and naturally he has to take care of the disciples of the uncle. Think. When I write a letter to tell your family's champion, I will remind him of the inscription on the building of the library - whether our father-in-law renovates this garden for your family, the inscription can be written by your family's champion."
The champions of their family had already written it at home, and they are now sitting in the suitcase, but how could the stewards not hear the meaning of the Chengguo Gongfu
Cheng Guogong paid so much money to help them build a museum, what could it be! The copy of "Repairing the Nanjing Zhuangyuan Library" in the box is no longer available, so I have to send the letter back as soon as possible and ask your son to rewrite it!
The several stewards looked at each other and bowed their heads to the power, but only responded: "My grandfather's care, the younger ones must write it in the letter in detail, so that my son and Li Xueshi know the kindness of the grandfather. ."
The grandfather of the country is really kind to the cheap grandson. Not only did he help Cui Xie build the library, but he heard that they would also buy land and open a study in the library.
The library was basically built, and even the bookshelves were installed. Ju'anzhai settled down within a few days. The craftsmen took out the tightly sealed engraving blocks and printed out several sets of "Notes of Famous Teachers of Guozijian". Hanlin Famous Teachers Lectures", "The 23rd Chenghua Examination Collection", "The Palace Exam Collection", "The Experience of New Scholars", "Jinyiwei Comic Book"... Then, he took the printed book and went to the Tianfu to file a complaint.
There were thieves outside the city who robbed them of the books they had brought from the main store in Beijing.
This is the best way to prevent others from piracy.
When he was young, the shopkeeper Ji often went to Masha to enter the edition, and sold pirated books to Cui Fu for more than ten years. Ordinary people print "a special edition of a certain church" and "a thousand miles to investigate" on the book, but it is actually useless. Even if they really sue the book printing, there are not many great masters who are willing to call the booksellers.
Since ancient times, books can be printed casually with paper and editions, and anyone who wants to print can print them. It's not a crime to reprint someone else's book, it's only useful to make it a robbery.
In Gyeonggi, they have Cuifu, Chinese scholars who write books, and Hanlin masters, and few dare to pirate them. When they go to the south, they have to be cautious, lest they accidentally ask a local big shop to rush to print the book edition, which will lead to a run on the book. They can't make it through the study. Losing money is a trivial matter. If the business doesn’t open, then the articles written by the officials will be pirated and sold. How can they have the face to go back to see the son
Ji Du pulled up his courage and brought a few craftsmen with a book to Yingtianfu to complain. When the steward of Chengguo Gongfu heard about this, he immediately asked someone to take the post to Yingtianfu to speak, and supported the family of the cheap grandson whom Guogong had newly recognized, and asked Yingtianfu to take over the case of robbers robbing books.
From then on, in and around Nanjing, if there is a second company that prints these books, they will all be branded as criminals by robbers and robbers. The guilt is as serious as the sky, and ordinary booksellers are reluctant to bear this suspicion in order to make a little money.
In Nanjing City, Cheng Guogong manages, and the library and study are built smoothly. Although it took a lot of work on the way to Nanjing and the delivery of letters later, the opening day of the Zhuangyuan Hall was synchronized with that of Beijing, and it was not a few days before and after.
It's just that there aren't a bunch of real champions here in Nanjing to preside over the opening ceremony, and it's not as lively as Beijing.
When the Jingcheng Zhuangyuan Hall opened, because the Hanlin Academy was busy compiling records, drafting new imperial edicts, and books, there was really no time during the day, so it was held at night. The new museum was built in the northwest of Nanguan, occupying a large mansion of several acres of land. There are couplets to encourage learning everywhere in the courtyard, and poems to encourage learning written by seniors of the Hanlin Academy.
At night, the courtyard was illuminated by lights everywhere, and dozens of people watching the lights walked around at any time, preventing the lanterns from being blown by the wind and igniting the candles.
Continuous candle light penetrates from the inside of the garden to the outside of the garden. On the pink wall of the borrowed book in the main courtyard, there is a picture of the most holy teacher Confucius, and disciples such as Yan Hui, Zilu, Zizhang, and Zixia are standing on the left and right. The portraits are all traditional painting methods, not very real, but under the light of night lights, against the red and green robes of the official uniform, these paintings show a bit of majesty, and the students who come in dare not dare. Don't bow your head.
Xie Qian, Wang Hua, Liang Chu... As for Cui Xie, who was a new recruit to Hanlin last year, a row of champions stood outside the red-painted library, holding long ribbons in both hands. A few white-clothed young scholars were at the side, holding golden scissors on trays, and presented them with both hands to the champions, asking them to cut the ribbon at the same time.
The scissors were sharpened extremely sharply, and everyone held up the scissors at the same time. As soon as they cut, the colorful silks fell one after another, and only one of the huge silk flowers was held by the little scholar who was serving and put it back on the tray.
After cutting the ribbon, several champions unveiled the red silk on the wooden plaque in front of the court, revealing the three gilded characters of "Zhuangyuan Pavilion".
The crackling sound of firecrackers shot up into the sky, but with a muffled tail sound, it was not clear enough, because the firecrackers were all lit in tin buckets, and I dared not let Mars in front of this building full of books and papers. Blast. Immediately, the silk bamboo and wind music rang together, and the scholars and scholars waiting for the opening of the building outside the building congratulated each other, obscuring a little regret from the sound of firecrackers.
The sound of congratulations subsided a little, and several champions moved to a loose piece of land next to the pavilion in front of the library.
There was a half-human-high cyan stone tablet. The body of the tablet was also covered with red silk cloth, and silk flowers were draped on the top. Cui Xie walked in front of several senior champions, took out a specially bound red silk scroll, and read a piece of "Repairing the Beijing Zhuangyuan Library" as affectionately as a host.
There is also a Nanjing version, which is basically the same as the Beijing version, except that the people who are thanking are different. The Hanlin and champions here are changed to Zhu Guogong who built the courtyard for them.
Although he is young, he has better talents. He wears the blue shirt of the sixth or seventh grade official, and he is still shining. He is like an angel holding a royal edict when he is holding a scroll.
The two national uncles who had joined the champions by their connections looked at him and sighed absently for a moment: "If we can also be admitted to the champion, it would be great to have so many people gather around and stare at the public to read the article..."
Wearing a blue Taoist robe, Xie Ying, who was watching him in the group of scholars, even smiled unconsciously, listening to the article that was as plain and beautiful as Qingxi, and praised him in a low voice with the people around him: "Zhuangyuan Cui's appearance , the literary talent is good, and it is not inferior to those of Hanlin, and the future will definitely be unlimited.”
Jin Yiwei naturally wouldn't participate in such an activity that he didn't even sing a song. He was surrounded by ordinary scholars, so he wouldn't unconditionally agree with him like Jin Yiwei.
But I don't know if his words were too convincing, or because Cui Xie was really over the top, and a scholar beside him nodded silently: "No. Cui Zhuangyuan is not only amazing in his articles, but also versatile in his talents. Otherwise, why would Jinyiwei be included in the comics? What about Cui Hanlin who can translate Japanese?"
Another scholar said with some difficulty: "I don't know who drew this comic strip, and I like this Cui Zhuangyuan too much! Why is it that Xie Zhenfu always discussed with him about catching the thief as soon as he came out in the comic strip? You don't often ask 'Yao Qianhu, what do you think'?"
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The discussion about the comic strip gradually grew louder, and even the authors who were unveiling the stele could hear it. The heartbeats of the champions and authors increased slightly, their faces became more serious, and their movements were stiff and slow, but they showed the solemnity of the unveiling ceremony.
Xie Zhenfu's eyes were fixed on the piece of green shirt and red silk, he lowered his head slightly, hid his face under the shadow of the lamp, and lowered his voice to join the group of scholars' discussion: "Perhaps because Xie Zhenfu and Cui Hanlin were old friends, Are you willing to discuss things with him?"
The author has something to say: In fact, Liang Chu is not a champion, I wrote it wrong, he is a biography. But this chapter has already been written, so I won't change it. He is on the 14th year of Chenghua, and the champion is Zeng Yan.