The general went out again at night

Chapter 15

Today is the first day of the book market, it is early, and there are not many book buyers in front of Lingtong Temple, there are only two or three customers standing in front of each stall, standing or squatting, with excited expressions on their faces .

There are many large and small book fairs in Nanjing City, but only the one at the end of the year is the most grand.After all, it's the end of the year, and the common people have saved their savings for a year on weekdays. They just hope that the new year will be more lively and festive.At this time, they are not as entangled and hesitant about the things they like as usual, and they think twice.

The people are willing to spend money, so the booksellers will naturally spare no effort and try their best to earn the money from the people.Therefore, all kinds of tricks to sell books are also emerging in an endless stream.

In this book market, you can take the opportunity to clear out the unsalable books this year, and you can also prepare a few samples of the books to be published next year to see the response and then decide the number of publications.

For such a rare and highly profitable event, bookstores of all sizes in Nanjing will definitely come out in full force, and booksellers from all over the world will come from afar to gather here.

There are all kinds of books, a dazzling array of everything that one expects to find, stretching for several miles.

The book fair was held for three days, and the number of people in the next two days was the most.Those who came early in the morning on the first day came to guard the opening, mostly to buy those rare books that are scarce and no longer published, and they bought them for collection.Due to the small quantity, it is necessary to snap up them as soon as possible, otherwise they will fall into the hands of like-minded people.

"Master, the book list." Under the steps in front of Lingtong Temple Square, Su Jin handed her the book list Ji Qianyao drew up yesterday.

Ji Qianyao took the book list and glanced at it, then folded it and held it in her hand, she had already remembered what was listed on the book list.When visiting the book market, the most interesting thing is to look for books, scan through the books of various categories and versions one by one, and finally pick out the one you like.

For ordinary spectators, it is inevitable that they will be dazzled and dizzy after watching too much, and they will be exhausted after searching for stalls one by one.But for those who love books, the process of searching for books is extremely interesting and enjoyable.

Ji Qianyao finally came out, so he naturally planned to find books by himself.

After folding the book list, Ji Qianyao suddenly shifted his gaze to Xia Qingshu's face, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth: "General Xia came to this book market, is there any book you want to buy?"

Xia Qingshu, who wanted to come on the spur of the moment but had to put on a show, choked for a moment, thought about it for a while, but who knew that the head of this strike couldn't even come up with the name of a book, so she could only laugh and say: "Revel, revel, read Buy it if you like it.”

"Since General Xia has no target, follow me to find it." Ji Qianyao suggested softly.

Xia Qingshu couldn't ask for an invitation from His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess, and nodded repeatedly: "Okay."

There are a lot of books in Ji Qianyao's mansion, and he came here this time to buy some rare collections, so he asked one by one, and most of the replies were no.After searching for an entire hour, only two books were found, and at the top of the book list, the copy version of "Cai Gen Tan" by the female calligrapher Liu Zhi that Ji Qianyao most wanted has not yet been found.

As time went by, more and more people came to the book market to buy books. Many people were chanting the name of the book, and asked every stall.What's more, it's just for this book.

Ji Qianyao was a little anxious. Although she was honored as Her Royal Highness Princess Dayan, she was unwilling to cooperate with her as a powerful person after the book fell into her hands.

Seeing that Ji Qianyao was in a hurry, Xia Qingshu was naturally very anxious. Unfortunately, there was only one book in the world, and it was hidden in the bookstall of the book seller, so there was no news at all.

"Brother Han, the "Cai Gen Tan" you are looking for is at the bookstall on the other side of Fujian. Many people have surrounded it. Go quickly. If you go late, it may be gone!" A man's angry shout came from a distance, Xia Qingshu listened to it, his pupils suddenly dilated, and immediately turned his gaze to the Fujian bookstall the man was talking about.

Since there are many booksellers coming to this book fair and the people are mixed, the officials in charge of the management arrange these people in advance, divide them by their hometowns, and gather them together in the same place of origin.Among them, Wu, Yue, and Fujian have the most booksellers and occupy the largest area.For an hour just now, the three of them have been searching in front of the Yuedi bookstall, and they have never been to Fujian yet.

Xia Qingshu turned around, cast her gaze at the Fujian bookstore a few feet away, glanced sideways, and saw an unusual scene, a lot of people crowded in front of a bookstore named "Wen Ke".These people surrounded a small open space in front of the bookstore so that nothing could get through.

The customers in front of the Yuedi bookstall heard the commotion, and looked up one after another. After guessing something, they put down the books they were flipping through and ran over in a hurry.

"Your Highness, shall we also go and have a look?" Xia Qingshu whispered next to Ji Qianyao's ear.

"Let's go." Ji Qianyao twitched his brows, and also went there.

In order to protect Ji Qianyao well, Su Jin summoned six secret guards to show up and guard Ji Qianyao to prevent him from being bumped by reckless people.

A group of people came to the crowd and saw a man in his 40s pressing his hand towards the crowd, motioning for everyone to be quiet.What he held in his right hand was the "Cai Gen Tan" transcribed by Liu Zhi.

"Everyone be quiet first, Yuan has a few words to say to everyone."

There was a pause, and the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.

"Yuan knows that everyone wants to get this "Tale of Vegetable Roots". Relatives and friends at home have asked for a lot of money many times, but Yuan has never thought of selling it. Today I will bring this book to Yingtianfu Book Fair to complete the book. Madame’s last wish, this book is a relic of Mrs. Yuan’s, and it was passed down by her ancestors. Madam is willing to donate the book by throwing a pot, and no money will be charged. Those who hit twelve arrows in a row will get this book.”

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd was in an uproar, everyone whispered and discussed, some were excited, some were skeptical and unbelieving, you must know that this unique book "Caigen Tan" has already been sold at a high price of 5000 taels.And this Boss Yuan actually left the money without making any money, and didn't receive any money, which is really incredible.

Although there are doubts, how can everyone miss this big good thing, saying "it must be a lie" in his mouth, but his feet did not move a little, and he still stopped in front of the "Wen Ke" bookstall.

Hearing this method of obtaining calligraphy, Xia Qingshu didn't have too many doubts. A light suddenly lit up in her eyes, and she said with great joy in her heart that this method is really tailor-made for her. This book is none other than hers. .

Not long after, Boss Yuan ordered his servants to bring in two copper throwing pots, and placed them in the middle of the bookstall.The pitching pot is about one foot high, dark chestnut in color, and has patterns of various animals on it.

After placing the pitching pot, Boss Yuan squeezed into the crowd, drew a long line on the floor with inkstone, and said loudly: "Start with this line, divide into two columns, regardless of age, gender, Age, whoever hits twelve arrows in a row first will win this "Cai Gen Tan"."

"Boss Yuan, it's a bit far away." Someone in the crowd shouted.

Boss Yuan smiled when he heard the words: "The treasured book is naturally not easy to get. If you miss once, you can return to the end of the team, and there is no limit to the number of times."

This method of obtaining books is unheard of, but it is extremely interesting.Gradually, the noisy crowd lined up in two rows in an orderly manner.

The pot-throwing competition was about to start. Although Ji Qianyao wanted to get the book, he didn't need to go to the battle in person. The hidden guards escorted her out of the crowd and stood on the edge of a small flower bed next to the pavement.

There is a high ground next to the flower bed, and the scene of throwing pots can be caught in the eye when you stand there. Ji Qian moved here and watched the intense and exciting game condescendingly.

Looking at the contestants from the corner of the eye, Ji Qianyao's face suddenly turned cold.She saw Xia Qingshu standing in the long queue with an excited expression on her face, and the white gauze wrapped around her hands was very obvious.

She was injured, so why join in the fun?

Ji Qianyao walked down from the high ground, walked towards the queue with a cold face, and whispered in Xia Qingshu's ear, "Come out."

Xia Qingshu stretched her long neck, and was watching the game ahead with relish. Those who were eager to ask for books were mostly frail scholars, and usually they couldn't even hit an arrow.Since they hit twelve arrows in a row, they would be eliminated immediately if they missed one arrow, and they would go to the queue again in despair.In this way, the long line moves faster.

Xia Qingshu watched the people in front of her leave quickly one by one, not to mention how happy she was.

"Xia Qingshu." Seeing that she turned a deaf ear to his words, Ji Qianyao's face became even more ugly, and he called Xia Qingshu's full name in a calm voice.

Hearing the sound, Xia Qingshu quickly turned her head, and as soon as she turned her head, she met the sullen eyes of last season's Qianyao.

"Come out." Ji Qianyao's tone was cold, with a majesty that could not be resisted.

And such a majestic temperament must be possessed by the rich and powerful. Fortunately, the people in front and behind all looked at the battle ahead with their heads open. No one cast their eyes on them, and no one speculated on their identities.

Xia Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, then pursed her lips, reluctantly said: "I want to try."

Ji Qianyao still frowned: "Your hand is hurting, and it's still wrapped in white gauze, why join in the fun?"

"My hands are not in the way. The white gauze wraps the palm, and you can throw the pot with your fingers. The two are irrelevant."

Ji Qianyao was still worried about the injury in Xia Qingshu's hand, seeing that she was unwilling to leave the team, thinking that she wanted the "Caigen Tan" desperately, so he came up with another way: "If you really want that book, I'll let Su Jin and Yang Ming are going to line up. With the skill of the two of them, they will be able to hit each other."

"I want to vote by myself." In the past, as long as Ji Qianyao frowned, Xia Qingshu would immediately compromise. Today, for some reason, she is very stubborn. She has to win the book, and she has to win it by herself.

As she spoke, her tone softened, and there was a hint of pleading in her bright eyes.Ji Qianyao had never seen such a side of her in the daytime, he was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt a little soft-hearted.

"Throwing pots is no better than archery, and it doesn't require a lot of strength." Xia Qingshu muttered softly, pursing her lips.

"Then... then you can figure it out..." Ji Qianyao had no choice but to leave her with a cold face.

Walking back to the high ground, Ji Qianyao felt uneasy again, regret welled up in his heart, and immediately called Su Jin and Tsing Yi Wei Commander Yang Ming to his front.

"Su Jin, Yang Ming, do you have any subordinates in the pot-throwing queue?" Ji Qianyao asked.

Su Jin smiled slightly and said, "Master, this subordinate knows that Master wants to obtain the book, and has arranged for his subordinates to go there."

"Tsing Yiwei also has plainclothes lined up here." Yang Ming replied.

"Where is the location?"

Su Jin and Yang Ming each pointed to the positions of their subordinates. Ji Qianyao looked at it, nodded, and then ordered: "You two go to replace the two subordinates at the front and play in person. This "Caigen Tan" must be read. Take it before Xia Qingshu."

"Yes!"