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Chapter two hundred and fifty first everyone's model

"Then how do you want to do business and make money?"

Bai Yi thought for a while and asked attentively.

If Lu Chensheng had a way to make money, she would naturally support it.

"It's not easy to do. I still have some spare money and so on, so I'd better put this business aside for the time being."

Lu Chensheng did not answer.

When it comes to making money, the most profitable thing is naturally salt.

The problem is, how to practice salt in the current situation, it is easy for people to stare at you.

Confidentiality is also a big issue.

After thinking about it, Lu Chensheng naturally put this matter aside for the time being.

As for other ways to make money, you still need to think about it.

Bai Yi felt helpless after hearing what Lu Chensheng said. After all this, it seemed that he still meant that he didn't have to think so much now that he still had money.

That's all, although her salary is very small, it won't starve Lu Chensheng.

Bai Yi shook his head inwardly, not forcing himself.

In the yard, the leaves began to turn yellow gradually, and then fell in the autumn wind.

Judging from this situation, it is already completely autumn.

On this day, the maid of the He family came to the door with a lot of books in her hand, "This is the only copy that my young lady requested to copy. I need to trouble your uncle."

The maid handed the book to Xiaoyu in front of her and said something.

Xiaoyu nodded when he heard this and said, "All the previous books have been copied. Please go and get them later."

After that, Xiaoyu hurried to the study room, sorted out the books on the side, and the copied ones on the side, put them all together, took them out and delivered them to the other party.

The maid was slightly stunned when she saw it.

Although it has been a while since the last copying, it can't be completed so quickly, right?

Xiaoyu had never come into contact with other scholars before, and she had no idea that the scholars were not as fast as her uncle when copying.

Moreover, copying only takes a little time out of the day. Scholars also have to deal with scientific examinations. They also need to study test questions every day, read the Four Books and Five Classics, etc.

As a result, there is less time for copying. There are few scholars like Lu Chensheng who have time to copy every day.

Moreover, writing is extremely fast.

The maid was suspicious, could the other party be doing something frivolous?

Although she had some doubts in her heart, she didn't say anything and just returned to He Mansion with the books.

"Miss, the books I copied for the White House have been finished."

The maid said to her young lady.

He Sijun was slightly startled when he heard these words, so fast?

"Put the things on the table over there and let me take a look."

Needless to say, the maid said, He Sijun also felt that something was not right.

The maid nodded and neatly placed the books she brought back aside.

He Sijun took a look and nodded secretly. Not to mention the rest, the manuscript papers that the other party sent back had been sorted out and were quite neat.

He Sijun took a step forward and began to look through the pages.

The fonts on the paper are all extremely neat, which is the basic skill of a scholar.

As a scholar, his handwriting must be neat and consistent in size, so that during the scientific examination, the examiner will not be unable to pass the single word test when reviewing the paper.

He Sijun read through them one by one. When he saw that nothing written below had changed at all, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

It seems that I am overthinking it?

This scholar still fulfilled his duties and did not do anything like that?

Such thoughts also made He Sijun breathe a sigh of relief.

In any case, this person was also introduced by Mr. Fan. If such a thing happened, it would be a stain on Mr. Fan.

Moreover, she herself did not want to see this kind of thing. Once this kind of thing spreads out, outsiders would only say what kind of people came out of Chunnan City.

Seeing that after reading through most of it, there were still no problems, He Sijun no longer wanted to continue reading, and was about to stop, when he was suddenly startled.

What she saw in front of her was a piece of paper that was different from the ones she had seen before. On it was a poem written in crazy calligraphy.

It was precisely because there was a blank space on the side that she noticed the difference.

"Is this a poem written by that scholar?"

He Sijun's eyes moved slightly, and with a slight twitch of his delicate hand, he took out the piece of paper.

The maid on the side was also stunned for a moment when she saw this. She probably never thought that there was a poem mixed in it.

"The chrysanthemums on the threshold are worried about the mist orchids weeping with dew, the curtains are light and cold, and the swallows fly away..."

He Sijun looked at the poem in front of him and couldn't help but read it softly.

He couldn't help but have a strange color in his eyes, "The bright moon is not aware of the misery, the slanting light reaches the dawn and penetrates the Zhuhu..."

hiss...

The maid on the side saw it and couldn't help but take a breath. She has followed her young lady for so long, so she naturally knows how to appreciate poetry in this way.

The artistic conception in these poems, as well as the choice of words and sentences, are a model for everyone.

After seeing it at this moment, she couldn't help but feel excited.

He Sijun's eyes were filled with brilliance at this moment. He never expected that the bride-in-law of the He family would actually have such talent.

"Last night, the west wind withered the green trees. I went up to the tall building alone and looked across the road to the end of the world. I want to send colorful notes and rulers. Where can I know the vast mountains and rivers?"

He Sijun recited in a low voice, his eyes even brighter.

"What Xia Que wrote is even more extraordinary in artistic conception. People can feel the poet's longing. The writing is really great."

The maid came back to her senses and nodded in agreement, "Yes, I didn't expect that person from the White House to be able to write such poems. It seems that a talented scholar has come here."

Having said this, the maid was stunned for a moment, then pursed her lips and smiled.

"Miss, before, didn't you always say that the scholars in Chunnan City were good at everything but not enough in terms of talent? They have always been overshadowed by talented women. Now it seems that there are indeed so many

Scholars don’t really care about such false reputations.”

Previously, outside the Yingyue Building, a scholar had broken several couplets in succession, and even my own lady and others were puzzled and puzzled when they saw these couplets.

But the scholar was quick in thinking and solved the puzzle one after another without any difficulty. This shows that the scholar really has a lot of talent.

Now, Li Junfang from the Baifu family seems to be very talented, which is enough to prove that there are indeed some scholars in Chunnan City who are talented enough to compare with them.
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