jdhmnovel Chapter 316: The Living Signboard of the Printing House, Yu Shizhang’s Legitimate Reason for Staying
Chapter 316: The Living Signboard of the Printing House, Yu Shizhang’s Legitimate Reason for Staying
Yu Zhengqing nodded firmly: "Father is right."
Yu Shizhang was unhappy.
"If she wants me to help write the inscription, she should just say it directly. Can I scold her? Why does she have to beat around the bush?"
Yu Zhengqing smiled and said, "My son thinks that Shen Zheng is just afraid of bothering you. After all, there are more words in this world than just one or two or one hundred or two hundred."
What he didn't say is that at your age, if you can't do it anymore and give up halfway, then wouldn't the book you print be even more weird?
Yu Shizhang felt better after hearing what he said, but he still frowned and said:
"If she doesn't invite Uncle Ben, how can Uncle Ben go?"
Yoho——
Yu Zhengqing raised his eyebrows.
He's even putting on airs.
He rolled up his sleeves and said, "It's not difficult. I'll write her a letter and she will invite you to Tong'an County in a grand manner."
Yu Shizhang was moved and asked, "Is it too much?"
He was actually quite conflicted.
But I felt that it was really embarrassing for me to rush over and catch up.
"will not."
Yu Zhengqing said sincerely: "This is the treatment you deserve for your handwriting, father."
"Well...then you can write to Shen Zheng. Remember, don't reveal anything about this."
Yu Zhengqing gave him a reassuring look.
"My son knows what's going on."
Yu Zhengqing did what he said and started writing the letter.
Yu Shizhang was supervising from the side, sometimes nodding with satisfaction, sometimes pointing and asking him to make changes.
After a few times, Yu Zhengqing got annoyed with him and pushed the letter paper on the table.
"Why don't you write it yourself?"
"What do you mean?!"
Yu Shizhang's eyes widened. "What's your word? What's my word? Once my words are written, it will be exposed."
OK OK.
Yu Zhengqing was so angry that he laughed.
Didn’t you teach me how to write my characters stroke by stroke? Who can I blame if they are not correct?
Yu Shizhang coughed lightly, knowing that he was a little too proud, and tried to make amends for himself, "Actually, I don't really want to write an inscription for the printing house."
Yu Zhengqing laughed without understanding why.
Seeing that he didn't believe it, Yu Shizhang said, "Since we have decided to take sides, the inscription is our best chance right now. No one of us needs to speak up. The words on the book are the greatest confidence of the printing house."
Don't say it.
Yu Zhengqing was convinced by him.
After he pondered for a moment, his eyes lit up.
"Father, if that's the case, then you have a legitimate reason not to return to the capital. His Majesty will certainly not reprimand you!"
Eh? !
It really is!
Yu Shizhang's eyes were brighter than his, and his voice was a little higher.
"There are tens of thousands of characters in the world, and even the commonly used characters number in the thousands. It would take a long time to write them one by one. So what if I stay in Liuyang Mansion for a year or two?"
After figuring out the relationship, Yu Shizhang became even more anxious and urged:
"Write quickly. When I arrive in Tongan County, I will quietly send a letter to Your Majesty."
As for why it is quiet.
He didn't expect that his printing shop would be targeted by someone with ulterior motives before his stall was even set up.
"Um--"
Yu Shizhang walked away with his hands behind his back, still muttering, "No, this time we are doing a big thing, we have to do it with both hands, I have to go back to my room and write a letter to my old friends to catch up first."
All of his old friends who were upright in character have now retired or retired, and are living a fairy-like life.
He has to find a way to convince them. He can't just charge ahead alone, right?
He walked to the door and reminded her: "Write the letter well. Remember to write down what you just said. Let Shen Zheng know that we are all doing this for the printing house and for the good of all the students in the world."
He cleared his mind completely.
Yu Zhengqing suppressed his laughter: "My son knows..."
After reading the letter, Yu Nanshu listened to the conversation between the two people completely.
When she saw Yu Shizhang was about to leave, she quickly stepped forward, took his arm, and asked coquettishly:
"Grandfather, Grandfather - will Sister Shen invite you to Tong'an County the next time she writes back to Father? Will you live in Tong'an County permanently from now on?"
Her thoughts were clearly written on her face.
"What? Do you want to go with your grandfather to play with those two guys?" Yu Shizhang stopped and asked.
Yu Nanshu smiled brightly and nodded heavily.
"That won't work." Yu Shizhang opened his mouth and ruthlessly refused.
"Why?"
Yu Nanshu's lips pursed and tears came.
"Ouch--"
Yu Shizhang was in a panic, "My little ancestor, why are you so angry over a disagreement? It's not that grandfather doesn't want you to go, but you are a grown-up girl now. What's the point of following those two boys?"
Yu Nanshu blinked her eyes and thought that Zi Yan and Zhao Qi were just great.
But she said, "Grandfather, Nan Shu wants to... go to Tongan County to study."
Yu Shizhang sighed and asked, "If you want to study, can't you study in the prefectural school?"
"No."
Yu Nanshu shook her head: "There are no Zhaoqi and Ziyan in the government school, and there is no Sister Shen in the government office. Sister Shen also said that the clothes Nanshu painted are very beautiful. Soon, the fabric workshop in Tongan County will start production. Nanshu wants to..."
"Nan Shu wants more people to like the clothes she draws."
Zhuang Zhiyun walked up, wiped Yu Nanshu's tears with a handkerchief, and said.
She only said this one sentence to express her attitude.
This was the first time that Yu Shizhang examined Yu Nanshu's hobbies.
He looked at Yu Nanshu for a while and asked seriously, "Even if the clothes you draw can only be made of cotton, is that okay?"
Yu Nanshu frowned, disagreeing with what he said.
"So what if it's cotton? So what if it's silk or satin? As long as Nan Shu draws the clothes well, who wouldn't like it? Do even the clothes drawn by Miss Bo's family have to be superior?"
Yu Shizhang suddenly burst into laughter when he heard this.
"Good! Good! Good! You are worthy of being my granddaughter, Yu Shizhang! Good!"
"So you agree?" Yu Nanshu burst into laughter.
Yu Shizhang pressed her shoulders, turned her over, and said to Yu Zhengqing:
"It's not enough just for grandpa to agree."
Yu Nanshu and Zhuang Zhiyun looked at each other and then awkwardly walked into the front hall.
"Father--"
She served tea and water, and massaged shoulders and legs.
......
One party writes a letter and the other party receives it.
Shangjing, the imperial palace.
The palace walls are majestic.
Shangjing City is located in the north, and autumn comes much earlier than in Liuyang Prefecture. Now the autumn colors in the palace are at their peak, all golden and dazzling.
Jinluan Palace.
Eunuch Hong stood beside Emperor Ming Yang and shouted in a shrill voice: "If you have something to say, please report it. If not, please leave the court——"
One of them stepped out of the line, bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, I..."
"Since there is nothing else to do, let's leave the court."
The emperor turned his head away, pretending not to hear, and waved goodbye to the court.
"His Majesty......"
The man wanted to say more but was ruthlessly interrupted by Eunuch Hong.
"Retreat—towards—"
Are you kidding? Your Majesty has been in a bad mood these days and it is obvious that he doesn't want to listen to the nonsense of the censors from the Censorate, but this guy is still rushing to impeach others.
As eunuchs, how could they not have such good sense?
"I will take my leave."
All the officials cast a look of blessing to the censor Cai Qicheng, bowed and left the court.
At this moment, a voice came from outside the hall.
"Report - Report to His Majesty! Escort the reward convoy from Tong'an County, Liuyang Prefecture, back to the capital!"