The county magistrate wanted to persuade Cui Xie to change his shop, but he did not expect that he would set up a library for the county, and it would be free to open so that all the readers in the county could go in and read books. This kind of thing should have been done by him as the county magistrate. He didn't expect that such a child could think of doing it, and he would also use the money earned by his bookstore to support the library...
not.
"This is supposed to be a virtuous policy implemented by the county, how can you be asked to contribute money." Qi County magistrate frowned and said, "I will reconsider this matter. You should be a bookstore and continue to do it, but don't stop those erotic books. Come out, don't use the name Cui Meiren again."
Cui Xie didn't want the name Cui Meiren even more than he did, so he said, "When Wansheng moves to a new place, he will change the name of the study room, and from then on, let Cui Meiren disappear completely."
However, "Three Kingdoms" still needs to be printed. When the book is printed, the card is changed. It means that the original bookstore has been closed. The new store has bought the old manuscript and color printing technology, and insists on publishing the unfinished book for the customer.
"But my shop is not easy to change hands. I'm afraid that the next owner will use the name 'Cui Meiren' to attract customers, but it will make people remember the name. Simply use this yard. I am willing to contribute to this matter, After it is built, donate it to the county, just ask the county to remember that this yard is the dowry of the late mother, Mrs. Liu, so that it can be known to future generations."
"Then..." The county magistrate wanted to refuse subconsciously, but when he saw Cui Xie's sincere eyes, he swallowed the words and sighed, "You can donate your mother's dowry and add a library to the county. It is also an act of loyalty and filial piety. How can I say no? After the library building is completed the next day, the county will bring you to the court to donate books to persuade you to study. This county will surely make people's inscriptions stand outside the building, and I will always remember your righteous deeds today."
Cui Xie lowered his head deeply: "The student came from the capital alone. Without the care of adults and the help of the neighbors, how could they have gotten to where they are today? I don't dare to ask for a court award for doing this. Folks, do something useful for adults, it is enough to wish for convenience."
After the ceremony, he raised his head and said with a little nervousness and anxiety: "Actually, the students also have something they want to ask the adults for help - can you ask the adults to write an article to completely clear the name of 'Cui Meiren' for me and 'Cui Meiren'. Don't need to write too much, just mention that Zhirong Bookstore is closed, and people go to the building to be empty."
Qi Sheng twisted his beard, pondering that he never agreed immediately. He actually likes to write articles, but unfortunately, his writing is not very good, and he is only a supervisor, and he is basically at the bottom of the literati. What he wrote was not widely circulated in the county, and he had no confidence that it would spread out of the county. It overwhelmed the rumors and ripped Cui Xie away from that flamboyant name.
Of course, it's no wonder that no one in the market today will take the exclusive reveal of #Qian'an Magistrate: The man behind "Cui Meiren'er" turned out to be him! # Such an eye-catching title, otherwise the county magistrate will have the confidence to refute the rumor and the article will spread farther than the rumor.
Seeing his hesitation, Cui Xie took the initiative to say, "I read the scholar's journal of Xiuqian'an Temple earlier in the evening, and I felt that the scene and things written by the master were like a scroll in front of my eyes, so I had long wanted to ask the master to publish a few volumes of articles into a collection of works. Add a note to the travel notes to separate me from Na Yan Ming, where the travel notes will be published in the future, my reputation will be clarified, and I will be at ease in the future when I study for the imperial examination."
The county magistrate was forced to tell the truth: "My article is really not a good article..."
It doesn't matter whether the article is good or not, is "Lianfang Lu" really good-looking? But there are four pretense of beauty makeup, a group of literati commenting and writing, and voting for beauty pageants to increase popularity. It has not been a fire for a while, and it is still popular now
The travel journals of the county magistrate packaged and packaged Xiaoqingxin, inserted a few more color pictures, and then asked the talented people to write a preface, which is enough to sell a wave.
He comforted the county magistrate and said, "Your Excellency is just trying to improve your articles, and your requirements are too high. How can you know that others don't think it's good? I know that Your Excellency doesn't want to be famous for your articles, so it's better to publish a collection for the reputation of late life."
Qi Sheng struggled for a long time, but he finally followed him, and also from the bottom of his heart to publish a book: "When this bookstore is built, I will write a record of the construction of the bookstore, and I will clear your reputation in the book. I'll turn over some articles later, make some minor revisions, and give them to you."
Cui Xie responded meekly and docilely, and seeing that he had nothing to do, he got up to say goodbye. Qixian ordered Zhang Shuban from the household to send him out, and by the way, he took him to the address of the new bookstore he had picked to take a look, ready to move.
The yard that the county magistrate chose for him was a cloth shop before. It was spacious, wider than his yard. It was two floors deeper and had a second-floor facade. Originally, the cloth was spread out fairly well, and their family also bought it here a few times. It's just that in recent months there have always been rumors that the little prince is going to invade Yongping and Shanhai areas. The business is light, and the way to buy goods is not smooth. After adding a few tax gates, I simply abandoned the shop here and brought it here. Several of his concubines, belongings, and servants returned to the south, leaving only a half-old servant here to watch the house.
When they got there, the old servant and Fang Ya of the master's house showed them the house. The cabinets and chairs in the store are quite complete, and the headmaster lives in the back, and you can move in after a little tidying up. Some old cloths and old household items that the owner does not want to take away in Curry can be kept for washing and rinsing.
The house was decided by Qixian Zun, and he originally planned to exchange the house for the house and buy it for him with the money from the bookstore. But Cui Xie now plans to donate there to give Cui's mother a good reputation, so he refuses to take advantage of the county magistrate Qi, and insists that Cui Yuan go back and take the money and give it to Zhang Shuban.
Zhang Shuban couldn't beat him, so he had to write a deed for him, agreeing to pay the price of one hundred and twenty taels to the small courtyard, and to redeem it after ten years. The old servant didn't dare to ask him for a high price because he was stared at by the house secretary, but when he was about to sign, he trembled and told him: "You have to take good care of this house, our master will spend more than just repairing the yard. Three or four hundred silver, if it wasn’t for the Tartars, we wouldn’t be able to bear the code.”
Cui Xie said with a smile, "Don't worry, old man, we also bought it to do business and live in. Is there any reason why we shouldn't take good care of it?" Seeing that the old servant was old and not strong enough, he asked him, "You Want to go back to the south too? At such an old age, it’s not convenient to go back with money, right? I’ll give you an extra three or two, so it’s better if you hire someone young and strong to accompany you back.”
The old servant straightened his back, looked down at him and smiled at the book office: "No need, the owner of the house is very close to the Han family who sells flowers and trees, I can just go back and take the Han family's boat to the south. It's just that the Han family's boat will not leave until the end of the month. , and ask Gong Xiaoxiang to let me stay for a few more days."
It's not a big deal.
Cui Xie said, "You can live with peace of mind, but these days, the craftsmen in my family are moving in one after another. It may be a little noisy, so please bear with me."
The house in the new store is twice the size of his original house, and because the main family has a concubine, there are several small yards on the second and third floors, just enough for employees who have families to live. In the future, the back cover of their house can be converted into a workshop, and there is no need to set aside a floor as a staff dormitory.
When he got home, he called all the craftsmen and told the news in public. The shopkeeper Ji was stunned on the spot, stood up in a hurry and said, "Why don't you do a good shop? We managed to make a brand of Zhirong Bookstore..."
Cui Xie quietly waited for him to finish speaking, then leaned back in the chair, put his hands on his lap, and said lightly, "Is Zhirong Bookstore famous, or Cui Meiren?"
Shopkeeper Ji's anger was immediately doused by a head of carbon dioxide foam, and he shrugged, not daring to answer. These book sellers don't know that Cui Meiren's name is spreading fiercely, but they have been hiding it from the owner and dare not let the owner know. Who knows that Cui Xie has already known it.
The meeting room was silent, Cui Xie said: "I have made the decision to donate Zhirong Bookstore to the county, and the new yard is the Zhao family silk cloth shop on North Street. I took a look and the yard inside is wider than our two places, and it is separated from each other. In many small courtyards, anyone willing to move in is also cheap.
"Although the yard can only be used for ten years, I should go to Beijing after ten years. You should move the study here. There is an archway here, and there are often Zaoli patrolling the streets. No one dares to make trouble here. Yes. If you think there is not enough place to live, you can rent a big house in Beiguan, which is also cheap and not far away.”
The craftsmen became more active and looked at him expectantly. The shopkeeper Ji was afraid that the business in the future would not be as good as before, so he sighed deeply and asked, "What about the books and paintings that were published in the store before? There are also Three Kingdoms, can't we go out?"
Of course out. He wants to strip out the non-performing asset "Cui Meiren", not to cut off his own financial path.
Cui Xie smiled slightly and instructed: "Put up a sign first, informing customers that the bookstore will be closed, and the stock will be cleared... All the existing books are cleared, only the last few hundred or dozens of books are left, first come first served, late arrivals Can only say sorry.
"Don't tell people that the bookstore will be relocated to North Street. I plan to change the name of the new bookstore to 'Ju'anzhai', and the store will be operated by several new faces, specializing in scientific examination books. The guy brought the ink picked by Master Liu. After the volume is out, we will start printing the autumn and try the ink, and then we can continue to sell "Three Kingdoms", "Lianfanglu" and Meirenjian are not sold here anymore."
Ju'anzhai, the name of the restaurant he wrote when he inscribed Xie Qianhu's paintings, sounds like a high-end study. In the future, the new store will specialize in small and fresh literary and artistic collections of prose, teaching assistants, teaching aids, and collections of classics and history. In the future, when he was admitted to the capital, when people mentioned the master of Ju Anzhai, they would think that he was a talented and decent book engraver and bibliophile. Xie Qianhu's Avalokitesvara statue can be regarded as a valuable celebrity work.
But those beauties still make money! The shopkeeper Ji stood up erratically and asked, "Young master, is this true? You really can't sell it? That book has just been called out in the south, and a big merchant is coming by boat to package it..."
Cui Xie said firmly: "My reputation matters. This shop has been donated to the county, and we will close it after a few days of clearance. Don't hinder the county magistrate from building a bookstore."
Then you can slowly sell the remaining collections in other bookstores, and you can sell private collectors’ editions at small stalls.
Selling is better than selling.
After listening to this theory, the shopkeeper Ji looked at him differently. How could a young master who has nothing to do with food and clothing earn so much money? He still sells it every few years. Take this to do!
If he was born in the Three Kingdoms, he would have to be a hero in troubled times like Cao Mengde!
He sighed a few times in his heart and went back to preside over the relocation of the shop and the craftsman. When a customer came to ask them why they wanted to close the store, he pretended to squeeze out a few tears, without saying why he closed the store, but with tears in his eyes, he said: "In the future, someone will naturally take over the method of color printing and remake "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". Such a good book will not be a dead ringer!"
Some big businessmen from other places wanted to take over the bookstore, and by the way, he covered the color printing technology, and he said vaguely: "This bookstore is already the property of the county, so there is no room for private trading. Just wait and rest assured, we have it in Qian'an. The place of the talented and literati will never let color-printed books become extinct."
After a few days of clearing the warehouse, Zhirong Study simply closed the door. The magistrate Qi raised money from the big family, and together with the books donated by Cui Xie, he began to rebuild the library.
He donated the yard so neatly, and the talented and literati who knew him were a little shocked. They went to his house and asked him: "You donated the bookstore if you donated it, don't you feel bad? What promising industry do you have in the future? "
The Zhao family was even more worried that he would go back to the old days when he couldn't even repair the house. Zhao Taigong came to see him in person and almost brought him back to his family to raise him.
Cui Xie was moved, thanked them for their concern, and told them about his reputational concerns, and comforted them: "I just donated a house, isn't the technology of human and color printing still mine? I will open it again in the future. The new bookstore, and then engraved with the Three Kingdoms."
He also wanted to explain to Prince Wang, but unfortunately he was in the military camp, so it was difficult to spread the news. He wrote a letter and packed it together with several newly printed volumes of the Three Kingdoms, and asked a sergeant who he knew well to help deliver it to the border gate. Wang Xiangzhen had to prepare for the battle and the training was extremely strict. He couldn't deliver his book, and he never got a reply. His father, Commander Wang, called someone to invite Cui Xie once.
This commander has always been busy with official business, and he is too lazy to see his son's playful friends. This is the first time he wants to see him. Cui Xie deliberately dressed up, wearing a headscarf and a white Confucian robe, trying to impress him and earn face for the prince.
Commander Wang met him in the main hall, and when he saw him walk in like a zhilan and jade tree, his eyes were clear and bright, and he couldn't help but praise him. With a smile on his face, he said, "Young Master Cui, please take a seat. I invited you to come here today to thank you. I hope you don't think my thanks came too late, and I neglected you too much in the past."
Cui Xie was flattered and replied: "I'm just a late-born junior, how dare I be an adult to thank me."
"You can afford it. I learned later that it was you who gave Xiang Zhen a few paintings to arouse his will to kill the enemy, and then painted him the hero picture that An Shunbo wanted, and An Shunbo took him by his side. My poor son can have such a future, thanks to your friend who helped him plan." Commander Wang looked at him with a smile, but his eyes had a chill that couldn't be concealed by the smile, like frost and snow, a bit like the beginning See you Xie Qianhu.
Perhaps those who have been on the battlefield have such a chilling aura that it is difficult to completely put away.
He suddenly remembered that he should also write a letter to go to Beijing, telling Xie Qianhu that he closed the Zhirong Bookstore and opened a new study, so that he would not worry in Beijing. Xie Qianhu also called Xie Shan to buy the leftover books in his bookstore a few months ago, and wanted to come to him... This bookstore is also very concerned, and the store closed silently, and the news spread to Beijing, he Will someone be sent to see him again
Why don't you write a letter to go to Beijing, and tell people that you want to donate the yard to build a library, and then open a study that sells scientific examination books? By the way, I sent dozens of sets of "Six Talents Reviewed Edition Three Kingdoms" to Beijing. I heard from several senior Juren that this book sold quite well in Beijing. Xie Qianhu was also able to take the book and give it away.
Anyway, now that the shop is closed, there is no need to rush to sell to the customers in line like when it opened, and it doesn't matter if you send a few more sets.
He thought of this thought shallowly in his mind, and politely replied to Commander Wang. Commander Wang complimented him a few words, and then said something about the eldest son of Wang. He really had nothing to say to this junior scholar, so after thinking for a while, he said, "Xiang Zhen once asked you to come to the house to ride a horse, You can continue to come. Besides, I don't think you are tall, and I'm afraid that your body is ruined by studying. You are not too old. I will choose a personal guard to teach you someday. come out."