Chapter 699: A Few Embellishments That Shouldn't Be There
There is a bit of coquettishness and naughtiness in Miss Shishi's words, which is also a rare style.
Bai Song rubbed his nose and took out a copy of "A Dream of Red Mansions".
Shishi immediately became excited after seeing it: "What is this?"
"A Dream of Red Mansions."
"A Dream of Red Mansions?"
"I want to use the channels of Chen's Publishing House to print and sell a novel that is written in the form of a chapter."
"Young Master is looking for Miss Xirong just for this matter."
"That's why."
"Nothing else?"
"Nothing else."
When Shishi heard it, she became energetic and her face was full of happiness.
"If the young master sees Xirong just for business, then Shishi will definitely help. If the young master comes to see Xirong and doesn't know anything about business, there are other things... hum..."
"How are you preparing, Miss Shishi?"
Shishi blushed, feeling that her inner world was too rich.
The relationship between me and Mr. Bai was innocent and nothing happened. Why did I insert myself into Mrs. Bai's situation?
"I won't tell you."
Shishi spoke softly.
In order to relieve the embarrassment, I went to read what was written in "Dream of Red Mansions".
Shishi didn't like any novels and didn't care much about them. She opened them casually without taking them seriously.
But she inadvertently opened the middle pages, glanced at it, saw a poem, raised her eyebrows slightly, and read it subconsciously.
"Spring dreams disperse with the clouds, flying flowers chase the water, I send this message to all my children, why should I seek leisure and sorrow."
After some random chatting, I saw another poem.
"It takes mountains and rivers to build a building, but it takes a lot of work to build it!"
All the sceneries in heaven and earth are prepared, and Fang Yuan should be named Xi Grand View."
After a while, Shishi was stunned.
It's said to be a novel, but isn't this a poetry award?
You can find exquisite poems just by browsing. Whose work is this?
Naturally, Shishi looked at Bai Song.
Bai Song quickly explained: "Don't look at me like that. This is written by a friend of mine. I'm just forwarding it."
"Friends? What friends?"
"Cao Xueqin."
"Never heard of it."
Shi Shi is full of doubts. She is a poor woman. She has been writing poems and songs since elementary school. Her literary level is not as good as that of other literary giants, but she has the most basic level of appreciation.
The poems I have just read are just works in response to the title, but each poem has its own merits and cannot be written by ordinary literary talents.
People with such abilities would not be unknown in the Tang Dynasty.
Cao Xueqin?
I have never heard of the name before, Mr. Bai must be lying.
Shishi's intuition told him that this "Dream of Red Mansions" was written by Mr. Bai.
But seeing Mr. Bai denying it repeatedly, he stopped asking any more questions.
Bai Song didn't want to waste too much time on the source, and quickly explained: "The manuscript is here, and Miss Chen needs to print it. Before that, Miss Chen and I will discuss the division of the book. If Miss Shishi can contact us,
To Miss Chen, Bai Song will definitely thank you."
Shishi looked at the Dream of Red Mansions in front of her.
He looked at Bai Song again, looked at her carefully, and said: "I can contact Miss Xirong, and I have an appointment to meet at the Taoyuan of the Hou Mansion tomorrow. The young master will be here early tomorrow morning, and I will take him to the Hou Mansion with me."
"Thank you very much."
Bai Song maintained the proper etiquette and stretched out his hand to retrieve his manuscript.
Shishi held her down and said with a sweet smile: "Young Master, please don't hide your secrets. Today Shishi wants to take a good look at you."
Bai Song believed in Miss Shishi, so he did not persist. He left the manuscript, drank two glasses of wine with Miss Shishi, and then left.
…
Bai Song left.
Shishi opened "A Dream of Red Mansions".
This time, she was no longer just looking around.
Once you are in a trance, you have entered another world without realizing it.
The poem shocked me. This is an unprecedented literary work.
During the Zhenguan period, Zhang Hui style novels were just miscellaneous reading materials that were not popular on the stage and were regarded as low-class cultural garbage.
But from this "Dream of Red Mansions", Shishi felt the author's literary quality beyond ordinary people, as well as his refinement and thinking of life experiences.
At a glance, Shishi cannot see too much in-depth content, but he can always find his own one from the characters he has seen.
At night, Shishi fell into deep thought, lingering in another world and refusing to come out.
The poems in the book are so exquisite and concise that just picking out one of them can put contemporary literati to shame.
Shishi didn't believe that such a masterpiece could be written by one person, and she even more disbelieved the Cao Xueqin that Mr. Bai said.
Shishi became curious about this book.
From the serious appreciation at the beginning to the impatient refining of all the poems in the book.
Until she discovered twelve chrysanthemum poems in the book.
Four of them had appeared in Chang'an City before.
It was at the flower viewing party in Xiangjiazhuang!
The question was asked by Princess Danyang and answered by Bai Song!
The four chrysanthemum poems in the book are exactly the same as the poem about staying together with the chrysanthemum written by the Bai Song Dynasty!
Shishi seemed to have discovered the biggest secret in the book. Although it was already late at night, the corners of her mouth still curved in an alluring way.
"What else are you talking about? Cao Xueqin, look at you, you are such a big liar! Have you been caught by someone's tail? Liar, liar! Hehe... He is also a great talent. It turns out that there are not only four chrysanthemum poems, but twelve! If Chang'an City
The talented people know Mr. Bai's true literary talents, but they don't know what his expression will be like. Chang'an has been peaceful for more than half a year, and it's time for it to be lively again!"
Shishi was a little excited. She wanted to make her discovery public, so that the literati in Chang'an City would be frightened when they heard about the words Bai Song.
That kind of Mr. Bai is a being worthy of looking up to and worshiping.
But this thought only existed for a moment, and Shishi quickly shook her head.
"It's necessary! If everyone in the world knows Mr. Bai's secret, won't more girls like him? Won't I have more enemies in the future? No! Absolutely not! This secret cannot be discovered!"
In an instant, Shishi made a completely different plan than before.
Shishi opened "A Dream of Red Mansions" and found the four chrysanthemum poems. Her thoughts moved and a smirk appeared on the corner of her mouth.
The naughty girl picked up her pen, carefully erased four poems, then pulled her hair and whispered: "I have also studied poetry for more than ten years, hum! You can write chrysanthemum poems, I
I can also write.”
Ever since, Dream of Red Mansions has added a few colors that did not originally belong to it.
…
The next day, Bai Song arrived early and waited outside Tianxiang Pavilion.
Miss Shishi went out sleepily and got into the same carriage as Bai Song.
Miss Shi Shi called the coachman to go to the Hou Mansion.
Holding the Dream of Red Mansions in his arms, he leaned against Bai Song's shoulder and closed his eyes.
Bai Song saw that Miss Shishi was in a bad state and asked in a low voice: "Miss Shishi, you didn't sleep last night?"
Shishi was dizzy and waved her hands feebly: "Sir, let Shishi lean against you for a while."
"Did you watch it all night last night?"
"Hmm... The Dream of Red Mansions is really like a dream. Once you go in, you can't wake up. I can't sleep anymore. I'm so sleepy."
Saying that, Shishi fell down and slept from Bai Song's shoulder to her legs, her expression calm.
