The Bookish Scholar of the Red Mansion

Now that she decided to write a storybook, Sister Lin had to consider a question. What kind of story does she want to write?

There were two clear paths in front of her. Whether it's a short story like Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio or a long story like The Heroes of Shu Mountain, Lin Daiyu has the idea of ​​​​trying it because of her brother's successful precedent.

At this point, Chen Heng did not help Sister Lin make the decision. After giving the other party a direction to try, he released his hand at the right time, allowing her to complete her first chapter independently.

No matter whether the story is good or bad, Chen Heng is not willing to deprive Sister Lin of her own fun.

There are many things in life, and only by walking all the way from scratch can you reap complete joy.

Lin Daiyu, who was eager to show off her talents, did not understand her brother's meaning.

She was still worried about Aunt Shui's story. It is true that Aunt Shui's life is full of suffering and misfortune.

But if you want to rely on this line alone to support a story, you will soon fall into the dilemma of having no words to write. If you want to write a better story, you undoubtedly need the writer's own talent and experience.

Daiyu is not lacking in the former. Only in the latter case, the girl who is often locked in the house has no choice but to find another way.

Fortunately, the Lin family's collection of books is really rich. Although the Lin family's scholars rarely deal with casual books such as storybooks. But Lin Daiyu, who quietly brought Xueyan to search, still found Tokyo Dreams and other strange books.

Compared with the Four Books and Five Classics, these ancient documents that focus on describing social life, economy and culture can greatly broaden Lin Daiyu's understanding of the outside world.

Once the heart that wants to fly freely is ignited, it cannot restrain the desire to flap its wings.

Tonight, Lin Daiyu flipped through the books in a daze, and prepared to think carefully about Aunt Shui's tragic life through the past and present. The bright moon peeked out of the window, and the bright moonlight mixed with the orange candlelight reflected on the girl's face.

Holding her chin with one hand, Lin Daiyu played with the tip of her pen and raised her head. Her eyes, filled with joy and excitement, were faintly misted by the bright moon.

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The time has come to December 15th, and it’s not far from Little New Year’s Eve. The western part of Yangzhou City, where large-scale construction projects were underway, was already quite large at this time.

The advantage of tens of thousands of people working together is that the building can be laid quickly enough. After giving up the ingenuity and beautiful layout of Yangzhou gardens, time-grabbing craftsmen led the refugees to quickly build several shops and houses along the streets.

Wei Yinghong, who was wearing casual clothes, took Lin Ruhai and Huang Weizhong together for inspection. There are many curious people gathered outside, including many businessmen from Suzhou, Hangzhou, Jinling and other places who came to deliver goods.

Is Yangzhou City really going to build a weaving workshop?

No, look at the women in line at the front. Aren't they just here to sign in?

Tsk, can you rely on these people? I think the prefect is also in a hurry and seeks medical treatment.

Hush, be quiet. Mr. Wei has been an official in Yangzhou for a long time. I think he has always been calm in his work and is by no means a person who acts rashly.

Passing by these chattering people, Wei Yinghong smiled at the two people around him and did not care about these people's gossip.

They walked all the way to the registration office and looked at the long line of women, feeling a little joyful in their hearts.

Besides other things, the fact that so many people came here proves that our decision was right.

Hearing Wei Yinghong's words, Huang Weizhong also nodded. He added, We still have to see how many women in the city are there. If we can mobilize them, we will only be half successful in this matter.

It's okay, you'll know if you ask. Lin Ruhai smiled and asked the waiting officer to find the person in charge of the scene.

As soon as he heard that the prefect was visiting, the official immediately rushed to the three adults.

This man was an old official who knew how to do things. He answered all the questions Wei Yinghong asked correctly on the spot. When he heard that 10% of the married women were Yangzhou natives, even the steady Huang Weizhong smiled.

What a good start. Wei Yinghong nodded with a smile. Seeing that the Lord was asking about this matter, the official said somewhat flatteringly: Sir, do you want to recruit more Yangzhou women?

You are such a talented person, you can really ruin a person's mood. Wei Yinghong's face immediately darkened, he pointed at the other party and said, Just act impartially. Haven't you written down the recruitment regulations clearly?

Yes, yes, sir, I understand. Knowing that he had said the wrong thing, the official looked embarrassed and quickly lowered his head.

Come back and take a closer look and keep an eye on this matter. Wei Yinghong said this to Huang Weizhong, who nodded, knowing that the prefect was worried that his subordinates would do something wrong with good intentions, so he hurriedly took over the matter.

The three of them went to meet the old embroiderers in the weaving workshop. Most of these women were in their forties or fifties.

They are all old masters trained in private weaving workshops.

Since Yangzhou embroidery was abandoned, they took their skills and devoted themselves to clothing shops in the city, doing small things like trimming.

This time, the government office suddenly summoned them, so naturally they felt a little uneasy. Wei Yinghong came here mainly to meet them, hoping to give these old masters some reassurance.

What he said is nothing more than that the government attaches great importance to the weaving workshop, and you just need to teach people with peace of mind and wait.

While the two parties were talking lively, a servant suddenly ran over from the government office and came to the magistrate to report something important. Wei Yinghong didn't know what he heard, his expression changed immediately, and he led a group of people back to the government office.

When this group of people arrived at the government office in a hurry, they already saw an imperial envoy standing in the lobby waiting for them. Surrounding the imperial envoy were the honor guard officers and soldiers who accompanied him all the way, as well as the bureaucrats of the Yangzhou government office, and it was a dark and lively atmosphere.

These people lined up on both sides, guarding the imperial envoys in the middle. When Wei Yinghong and the others appeared, their faces were all filled with joy, and they were welcomed into the courtroom like stars holding the moon.

Wei Yinghong had already seen some clues, but he still said as usual: Yan Yi, we are saying goodbye to the capital. We haven't seen each other for many years.

This imperial envoy's surname was Dong, his given name was Qing, and his given name was Yanyi. In the capital, he had a good relationship with Wei and Lin. He was a Jinshi in the sixth year of Wuding, and he was the underachiever in their academic field.

A few people exchanged pleasantries about old friendships, and when the servants prepared the official robes for the three of them, Wei Yinghong led Lin Ruhai and Huang Weizhong to change clothes and come out from the inner hall.

The imperial envoy named Dong took out the imperial edict and began to pronounce it in front of all the officials who bowed down.

Sheng Gong'an, the emperor is destined to be transported by heaven, and he said:...

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Who says good things don’t go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.

At least what happened in the Yangzhou government office only passed through noon, and with the help of thoughtful people, it spread in the city.

Have you heard? Have you heard? Our Lord Magistrate is going to be promoted to the left minister of the Ministry of Rites.

What? This is such a happy event.

Then who is our new prefect? ​​Is it appointed by the imperial court?

It's Mr. Lin who is in charge of the salt administration. Not only him, but also the prefect of our government will be transferred to Jinan, Shandong as the prefect.

This, this, this...

Yangzhou officialdom promoted three officials in a row, which would surprise anyone who heard about it.

I heard that His Majesty commended our government for its contribution in disaster relief. The imperial court took our Yangzhou as an example and punished many officials in Shandong Province. The Yangzhou student who said this had indescribable pride on his face.

When Chen Heng heard about this, he was learning horse riding from Xin Suzhao. He was so frightened that he almost fell off his horse.

Fortunately, Xin Suzhao had quick eyesight and quick hands. He grabbed the reins and helped his friend off the saddle, Look, I scared you. Why, brother Heng is rushing to the Lin Mansion to congratulate you?

Chen Heng patted the dust on his clothes and said speechlessly: Don't say weird things. How can you joke at this time?

Xin Suzhao laughed. His father was a military commander whom His Majesty relied heavily on. He and the civil servants belonged to two different systems. He was very open-minded about such things.

Seeing this, Chen Heng could only shake his head and turn around to leave.

Uncle Lin is naturally happy to be promoted. Will he be frightened or think the news is too sudden.

Think back to the dilapidated appearance of the Lin family in the book, and then look at it now.

While Chen Heng sighed with emotion as the butterfly flapped its wings, he was also sincerely happy for Uncle Lin's family.

Xinda saw that his brother was in a good mood. He knew about Chen Heng's personal relationship with the Lin family, so he couldn't help but asked, Brother, for such a great good thing, do you really not need to prepare a gift to congratulate it?

You, you. Chen Heng turned his head, looked at his younger brother who was thinking about him, and couldn't help but smile, The Lin Mansion must be very lively right now, so we'd better not go there and join in the fun.

When Xinda heard this, he nodded after thinking about it again.

It is said that wealth has distant relatives in the mountains.

Our old Chen family is a small family after all, so let’s get together at this time. The Lin family may not say anything, but their guests will definitely laugh at the Chen family's snobbery and come to seek relatives.

Chen Heng, who was walking, suddenly remembered an interesting incident and burst into hearty laughter.

Second brother, why are you laughing? Xinda asked impatiently.

I'm wondering how the master will react when he finds out the news.

Chen Heng and Xinda both studied under Wang Xianming, and they knew the master's sour temper very well.

In the past, when Uncle Lin was just a seventh-grade salt patrol censor, everyone could still be relatives.

But now Uncle Lin has become the magistrate of Yangzhou. He is a serious fourth-rank official in the imperial court. He can be called a pastor and guardian, with equal responsibilities and powers.

Xinda reacted and shook his head helplessly.

Chen Heng only knew how to joke with his younger brother about Lin's affairs. But he didn't know that he had also become the person mentioned by Wei Yinghong and Lin Ruhai.

This is the first update, there will be a second update later.