The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 19: Copy books when you have nothing to do

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The drizzle knocks on the window without anything to do.

On the second floor of the small building in the backyard of the Fu family, Chunxiu was sharpening her ink, but Fu Xiaoguan did not pick up his pen.

These days regarding Yu Fu Ji, he has made all the preliminary preparations, and everything is basically running according to his plan. Those advertisements have naturally had a great impact - after all, there is no one like him in this era. publicity.

Novel things are of course more eye-catching. There are two topics that many people in Linjiang City are talking about now.

The first one is Yu Fu Ji, a wine that is said to be comparable to Tian Xiang and has the title of the contemporary great scholar Qin Lao.

The second one is Fu Xiaoguan of the Fu Mansion.

The two poems written by Fu Xiaoguan on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month were sung by Fan Duoer, the courtesan of Yihonglou, and further promoted by the remaining three talents in Linjiang. It became a topic that the ladies from wealthy families discussed every day in their boudoirs, and became a classic that countless students in Linjiang often recited as a comparison. Fu Xiaoguan's reputation as the fourth talented person in Jiangnan became famous in Linjiang.

Fu Xiaoguan!

The cancer of Linjiang City, the ignorant and ignorant playboy, he was actually able to compose two such amazing poems!

He was actually able to become the fourth talented person in Linjiang!

Obviously, in the minds of Linjiang people, this is absolutely impossible.

People were talking, mostly hehehe, thinking it was just a joke. It was probably because Fu Mansion, in order to wash away some of its own bad smell, invited someone to write two poems, and this operation made Fu Xiaoguan famous. .

After hearing this, Fu Xiaoguan also chuckled and didn't take it seriously.

Most of the time, people want others to be good, but there is one thing: they cannot be better than themselves.

If you are better than yourself, then there must be some kind of conspiracy behind it, and it will turn into hostility, you will be more vigilant, and you will feel that the kindness of others must be fake.

So, the name Fu Xiaoguan, a talented man, certainly does not live up to his name.

This point has been firmly established in the hearts of Linjiang students.

Banshan Academy decided to hold a poetry meeting and invited the fourth talented scholar from Linjiang to participate, but Fu Xiaoguan did not go.

Liu Jingxing invited two other talented people and several famous Linjiang students to have a gathering at Yihong Mansion. Liu Jingxing personally came to Fu Mansion to invite Fu Xiaoguan to attend, but he still did not go.

Why doesn't he go?

Of course I don’t dare!

This and this further confirms the fact that Fu Xiaoguan is ignorant and plagiarizes other people's poems.

Such a shameless person, he actually said that Yu Fuji’s Tian Chun Liquor can be compared with Tianxiang, and even said that the great scholar Qin Lao personally signed the title - I don’t know what dirty means he used to deceive Mr. Qin. When the time comes, he must Go buy some Tianchun, and thoroughly reveal Fu Xiaoguan’s villainous face at Linjiang Academy’s poetry meeting!

Fu Xiaoguan looked at the drizzle outside the window, with a smile on his delicate face.

Brother...of course I copied it!

"Master, if this continues, your reputation will be ruined." Chunxiu was very worried.

Reputation is very important in this era. If your reputation is bad, it will be difficult to move forward in the future.

But Fu Xiaoguan had no reaction, "Xiu'er, don't worry, let the bullets fly for a while."

"Bullet?"

"Um, bows and arrows... let's not talk about this anymore. I asked you to send someone to deliver the letter to Master Liu at Xishan Villa. Have you delivered it?"

"I think Master Liu has already received it... Young Master, is this important?"

Fu Xiaoguan nodded, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and wrote four words on the paper:

A Dream of Red Mansions.

This calligraphy needs to be practiced well. What should I practice with? It is impossible to copy the Four Books and Five Classics. It is too obscure and many parts are still incomprehensible.

So, he decided to rewrite Dream of Red Mansions.

Many time-travelers have done this job, and the effect is very good. Of course Fu Xiaoguan also wants to try it.

But he couldn't write it down like others, because he only watched Dream of Red Mansions in the little free time after completing each task.

So he roughly remembered the story, and even forgot many of the supporting characters, but this did not prevent him from using it as a blueprint and rewriting it.

"The first chapter: Zhen Shiyin's dream consciousness is psychic, and Jia Yucun is a young woman in the dust"

"In ancient times, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and chaos first opened... Nuwa used 36,500 colored stones to mend the sky, and the remaining one was useless and was abandoned under Qinggeng Peak..."

Chunxiu watched quietly, the young master's handwriting was so beautiful, but the young master's handwriting was still so ugly.

What is this Dream of Red Mansions...?

Is the young master going to write a book?

Those ugly words fell on the paper one by one. Fu Xiaoguan occasionally stopped to think about it, and then wrote a paragraph. Occasionally, he frowned and put down the pen, walked in the corridor with a serious expression, and then came back to write a few paragraphs.

Like this, the rain is getting thicker, it’s getting late, and the ink is exhausted.

Chunxiu held the lamp, polished the ink again, then looked at Fu Xiaoguan's back, and quietly left the kitchen to tell the new cook to cook some delicious dishes.

Fu Xiaoguan just wrote intermittently like this. It took him three full hours to finish the second chapter: Sister Lin fell from the sky.

This job... is not that easy.

The hand that originally held the gun now holds the pen, which is really embarrassing. What's more, the plot in the original story was not very profound, so it was much more difficult to translate it than he imagined.

Fortunately, as a small landowner, I have no worries about food and clothing. I spent more time writing and revising slowly, and the writing is generally not too far off.

Fu Xiaoguan put down his pen and realized that the lights had already started to turn on.

He moved his somewhat stiff wrist, looked at the rows of paper and the tadpole-like words on the paper, and suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction - no matter what, this word was always written down A lot better, although a bit uglier.

When we walked to Langfang, the rain curtain was like a curtain, and the world was fresh and refreshing.

Someone came from a distance, but it was his father, Senior Official Fu.

The father and son sat down in the small restaurant in the small courtyard. "Today at noon, I sat down with the owners of the three major grain merchants in Linjiang. They mentioned my son's literary talents again, but they were not as praising and envious as they were in the previous days. . As my father looked at it, everyone had doubts on their faces... All the money is worth it."

Fu Xiaoguan picked up the food and said with a smile: "Why worry about such a trivial matter."

"This is no small matter."

"Dad, how is your aunt?"

"Okay...we are talking about your business now."

"You want my aunt to move around more and stay in a happy mood, and even... you can take your aunt to live in Xishan Villa for a while."

Fu Daguan looked at Fu Xiaoguan, Fu Xiaoguan was a little embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, isn't it just writing poetry? This nonsense... is really annoying!"

Fu Daguan laughed and said cheerfully: "I knew my son was really capable. On the first night of June, I went to the Linzhou Garden at the Prince's Mansion. This is the invitation, keep it."