Chapter 88

The first class in the school began, and Yang Qian was able to retire and returned to the mansion after success.

He was obedient to his orders and then he left the mansion.

But this trip to leave the house is naturally different from when I first went to Xingyang.

There were four strong servants around him, plus the little guy Zhili, a total of five.

However, this time, Yang Qian did not ride a carriage, but rode a horse, and a donkey cart was followed behind him.

The one who drove the car was still Uncle De who drove the carriage last time.

This time he was demoted and drove to the car, but he still looked happy. There were some gifts that Han asked Yang Qian to bring to his sister and brother-in-law on the car.

Zhili also had a short bow on his body. Although his shooting was far inferior to the hard bow left by Qin Qiong, it was better than throwing stones.

After walking for most of the day, I finally arrived in Xingyang City.

"Why are you here?"

Yang Wan, who received the news, looked unexpectedly surprised and looked at Yang Qian who had stepped into the Chen Mansion, and took Yang Qian's hand to look up and down.

"Is it because I came to tell my sister that you have to see the beauty of heaven and have received good news from His Majesty?"

"Sister, do you know, too?"

"I am your real sister. How can I not ask about your affairs? There are many good stories about you in Xingyang.

I didn’t expect that my silly brother who used to be only aware of studying behind closed doors was already so powerful.”

Looking at the happy elder sister Yang Wan, Yang Qian's face was a little dark. "Sister, are you sure you are praising someone?"

"Oh, okay, it's my sister who made a mistake." Yang Wan smiled a little embarrassedly.

"It turns out that the famous Xingyang tribute scholar came to the door. Please forgive me for your brother-in-law for being in trouble..."

Brother-in-law Chen Qin was late at this moment and greeted Yang Qian.

When I saw my brother-in-law Chen Tai, who looked haggard, I was afraid that my brother-in-law had not been doing well these days.

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After entering the room, I looked at my sister cooking tea soup with a warm face.

The familiar taste and familiar recipe made Yang Qian shudder.

"Sister, there's no need to do this. We are brothers and sisters, so don't be so polite."

Yang Wan glanced at Yang Qian and said unhappyly.

"Don't you like drinking my mother-fried tea soup the most? Why, can you look down on my sister's ability to sing tea?"

"..." Yang Qian opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Don't worry, the tea soup your sister cooks is no less than that of her mother-in-law."

Brother-in-law Chen Tai, who was beside him, looked at Yang Wan's figure cooking tea soup there.

The warmth in his eyes collided with the two of them, and watching the dog food that had been sprinkled all over the floor made Yang Qian even more uncomfortable.

"Actually, I came here today, and I came here to visit my sister and brother-in-law, and then brought these things that my mother told me.

But these two things are for my brother-in-law.”

Chen Tai was slightly stunned, his eyes fell on Yang Qian, and pointed at his nose with a cute look on his face. "For me?"

"Yes, the servant who went back told me something about my brother-in-law's shop."

Yang Qian pointed out the question and did not continue. He saw the deep affection on his brother-in-law's face gradually dissipated.

Instead, it is unspeakable depression.

Fortunately, it was uncomfortable to not have to stare at the dog food all over the ground, Yang Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Wan's hands that were cooking tea soup paused, and continued to move, explaining.

"Your brother-in-law doesn't want to worry about the family. I'm talking about it. This matter is in Xingyang, and no longer Xingze..."

"No matter where it is, are we still a family?" Yang Qian raised his head and looked at his elder sister Yang Wan.

Seeing Yang Qian's gaze, Yang Wan's eyes turned red and she blinked and smiled.

"Of course, you dare not call me sister, and see if I don't deal with you."

Yang Qian is naturally authentic.

"That's right, you are my sister, my real sister. If you have something to do at home, can I stand by and watch?"

"But this is my brother-in-law's business..." Brother-in-law Chen Tai narrowly distinguished.

"Aren't you my brother-in-law?" Yang Qian turned his head and looked at his brother-in-law, saying unhappy.

"I know, brother-in-law, you are unwilling to bother your mother-in-law and worry, but now things have come to this point.

Can things get better if we ignore it?"

"Okay, why do you talk to your brother-in-law?" Yang Wan raised her hand and patted Yang Qian lightly and said with a angrily look, her eyes circulating and landed on Chen Tai.

Chen Qin, a good-tempered person, rubbed his face a little embarrassedly.

"It's okay, my brother said very much. I originally wanted to deal with this matter myself, but I didn't expect..."

Brother-in-law Chen Tai made a decision and naturally told the matter out. The matter was not complicated.

There are several shops in Xingyang City that sell pens, black paper and inkstones and copy books.

However, in terms of scale, the only one is the brother-in-law who has operated three generations of brother-in-law.

There are also Deng’s shops that are just as good as each other, and are considered the two largest ones.

They all have more than a dozen bookmakers, and there are three other shops. It is considered good if one can afford three.

My brother-in-law has thirteen bookmakers in his family. Before, he bought a very exciting novel (note) from Dongdu and took it back to copy it for sale.

But what I didn't expect was that Deng's family actually bought the same Boutique novel.

So there are two booksellers selling the same literary works on the market, so there are naturally problems.

Deng sent a manager to ask his brother-in-law to no longer copy and sell this novel.

Although there are only two volumes of this Guyou novel I bought from Dongdu, it is only ten cents of money.

But why do your Deng family ask Chen’s book shop to stop copying and selling?

Such behavior is simply a model of bullying and dominating the market.

The sister handed the fried tea soup to her brother-in-law and said with annoyance.

"Although your brother-in-law has a good temper, the other party is too unreasonable, so we naturally cannot agree.

But as a result, the other party simply took a pot to remove the firewood and spent a lot of money to win over the seven bookmakers who had made an appointment with him."

"Although I handed over the paper to the yamen, there were people in the yamen in the yamen and I couldn't move them at all."

After hearing the sister and brother-in-law talk for a long time, Yang Qian finally got the clue.

He said to his brother-in-law, who was a little excited and angry, and said.

"Brother-in-law, what exactly is the Boutique novel you mentioned? Can you borrow it from me to read it?"

My brother-in-law agreed and walked quickly towards another room. He soon brought a Boutique novel.

Yang Qian took it and looked at it, and couldn't help but grin. "It's just this thing? How dare you sell your brother-in-law, you have a ten-talent?"

There are two such novels in the mansion and my father Yang Ning’s study, both of which are short stories written in classical Chinese.

In order to be suitable for reading, these novels written in classical Chinese genres also need to rhyme and demonstrate their literary talent.

However, it greatly reduced the readability of the story, making Yang Qian feel very different. The two books at home were only turned over a few pages and couldn't read them.

I originally thought that this thing was similar to the Four Books and Five Classics, and it was all the same as one volume.

I didn't expect it to be equivalent to five silos per volume?

Yang Qian was in a bad mood. It seemed that knowledge is wealth. This sentence was more useful in ancient times.

Note: The Bunyou novel is an ancient classical Chinese genre novel. In the pre-Qin and Han dynasties, there were also people who specialized in storytelling in the palace, which belonged to the Bunyou category.

During the Three Kingdoms period, Cao Zhi recited "Boutu" novels in Chunmingfu in Handan. "Novels" and "Boutu" were connected and used to recite them. It can be seen that it was already a literary and artistic form of oral speech at that time.

For example, "Biography of Li Wa" created by Bai Xingjian, a writer in the Tang Dynasty.

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