Daming Junior Scholar

"Oh, no, it doesn't matter. I still have the script book that I just printed. The story in it is called a hundred turns...Huh? Don't want it either?"

Now the shopkeeper of the bookstore was dumbfounded, and looked at He Jiaan carefully, and asked directly: "Young master, what kind of books do you want?"

The smell of ink in the room brought He Jiaan's thoughts back to the past. In his memory, his father's study room smelled like this. The walls of the room were filled with all kinds of books, and his favorite was the one in the middle of the study room. A Yaoqin.

"Shopkeeper, may I ask if you have the piano score here?" He Jiaan suddenly thought of something, and asked hastily.

"Yes." The shopkeeper's expression relaxed, and he quickly pointed to the bookshelf on the other side and said, "Young master, please."

Sure enough, there are all kinds of piano scores on this bookshelf. He Jiaan was overjoyed, and immediately took out one, but when he opened it, he was dumbfounded. What was recorded in this piano score was not the same as the modern numbered musical notation he had learned. The same, the inside is all composed of characters, and a large part of the characters inside are unexpectedly unrecognizable.

It seems that there is no need for the shopkeeper to lie to himself. He Jiaan hesitated for a moment, then cupped his hands and asked, "Shopkeeper, I want to ask, do you know where there is a gentleman who teaches piano?"

"Oh?" The shopkeeper was also stunned. Seeing the young man's excited face, he thought he could play the piano, but the result was good, he didn't even know the score, and he still wanted to learn it.

The smile on the shopkeeper's face was even stronger: "There is such a person."

"Where is it?" He Jiaan asked quickly.

"This..." The shopkeeper stared slyly at the music score in He Jiaan's hand, and remained silent for a long time.

After a while, He Jiaan came to his senses. Anyone who said that the ancients were honest and simple would slap him across the face. Isn't it just asking where there is a piano teacher?

Well, I resigned myself to my fate, He Jiaan stretched his hand into his sleeve and asked, "Shopkeeper, how much is this music score?"

"Thanks for taking care of me, twenty Wen."

"It's expensive enough."

As soon as he finished complaining, He Jiaan's body suddenly froze, and he remembered that just now he was happy, but he forgot that this was not the previous era, and he was not the previous He Jiaan, and he didn't even have a penny.

Seeing He Jiaan's stunned appearance, the shopkeeper didn't know what happened, his eyes suddenly showed some contempt, and he coughed lightly: "It doesn't matter if you don't bring any money, the music score is here , you can come anytime."

This digression is to tell He Jiaan, do you want to know where to learn piano?I will tell you when you buy this sheet music.

This is really hard for a penny to beat a hero.

However, He Jiaan had no choice. He first handed the piano score to the shopkeeper, then walked to the door of the shop, looked left and right, and then shouted in one direction: "Xiu'er, Xiu'er, come here, don't hide, I've seen you a long time ago."

I saw a figure flashing from a corner not far away, pouted, walking towards here with an expression of reluctance, whoever it was, the little maid Xiu'er.

When she got close, Xiu'er said vigilantly: "My lord, I'm just passing by, really passing by."

"All right, all right, just pass by, by the way, lend me some money."

"Borrow money?" The expression on Xiu'er's face suddenly became vigilant, she quickly covered her purse, and shook her head desperately: "No, I really don't."

Seeing you as a miser, I also know whether your words are true or false, He Jiaan stretched out his hand and raised three fingers: "Well, you can lend me twenty cash first, and when my extra money comes down, I will pay you back thirty cash." How is Wen?"

Once you go in and out, you can earn ten cents, the expression on Xiu'er's face suddenly loosened, but she was still a little worried, and said awkwardly: "Then, what if you don't pay back the money?"

"That's not easy." He Jia'an raised his eyebrows: "You can ask your lady to ask for it, and just deduct the thirty Wen from my bill."

This is quite right, Xiu'er couldn't help but nodded, then happily counted out twenty coins from her purse and handed it over.

The twenty cents were handed over to the shopkeeper without even counting them. While receiving the piano score, He Jiaan was still staring at the shopkeeper's face. Sure enough, the shopkeeper didn't break his promise, and then said an address. Yanming, when you arrive at a place, just mention the name of the bookstore, and they will accept you.

With the piano score, there is also a place to teach the piano, but He Jiaan is still a little embarrassed, where does the tuition fee come from, a piano score is only [-] yuan, wouldn't it be more expensive to learn the piano.

He sighed as he walked, and when he glanced at him, he thought of the little maid Xiu'er again.

"Xiu'er, uncle has something to tell you."

"What are you going to do? I lent you all my money." Xiu'er clutched her purse vigilantly.

"Do you want to make more money?" He Jiaan's voice was full of temptation.

"Of course I do." Xiu'er nodded.

"Then how about you lend me 20 taels of silver, and I'll pay you back 30 taels when I get the extra money?"

"20 taels?" Xiu'er's face turned pale with shock, and then she gave He Jiaan a blank look: "No."

"Really? You can think about it, you can earn ten taels of silver."

"Really do not have."

The louder He Jiaan shouted, the faster the little maid walked. She wasn't afraid that He Jiaan would do something wrong to her, but she was afraid that she couldn't stand the temptation, what should she do if she really borrowed the money.

Chapter 5 Let him go

The wind blows the willows, the courtyard is still the same, and the people in the pavilion are still the same as usual, but the only difference is that the account book on the stone table has been changed a bit. Book.

Vaguely aware of a figure passing by, standing far away, as if afraid of disturbing her, did not come close, Chen Yueying slightly raised her head and glanced at it, and then said as if talking to herself: "It's Xiu'er Ya, you..."

The voice suddenly stopped, Chen Yueying seemed to have just remembered something, and glanced up again, and when she saw that Xiuer's face was not angry, she was relieved, smiled and teased: "I heard that you have been going for a few days You run so hard outside the mansion, why did you come back so early today?"

Probably because she stayed in the mansion for a long time, seeing Xiu'er running out all day, it must be that other people are jealous of herself, so she came to the eldest lady to complain, but Xiu'er was not afraid in her heart, Xiaobu came Behind the eldest lady, she said softly: "Miss, my uncle has gone to the bookstore today."

"Bookstore?" Chen Yueying couldn't help being stunned when she heard the news. Although she didn't care much about her husband-in-law, after all, the two of them were married, so she naturally asked someone to find out about him.

I don't know much about it. I only know that He Jia'an's home is not very far from Qingjiangpu. His parents died early, and he lives on more than ten acres of Susukida. He doesn't have any bad hobbies. That's all, I just heard from other people that this He Jia'an went crazy for a while a few days ago, and he spoke upside down, making people think that he had lost his mind.

Since he is a scholar, going to the bookstore is naturally a very common thing. Chen Yueying didn't care, and asked casually: "Then what book did He Jia'an choose?"

"I chose." Xiu'er nodded, then continued after a pause: "Young master chose a... piano score."

If it is said that he chose the Four Books and Five Classics, I am not surprised, but... the piano score, which makes people a little confused. Chen Yueying blinked and looked at Xiu'er in puzzlement. They also put it down: "Have you ever heard him play the piano these days?"

"No." Xiu'er shook her head, then nodded and said, "Young master probably doesn't know how to play. He even asked people in the bookstore where there is someone who can teach him to recognize music."

"So that's how it is." This kind of He Jia'an did not surprise her. Chen Yueying nodded, but when she turned her eyes back to the account book, she was somewhat absent-minded. She lowered her head and thought for a while, then suddenly asked curiously: " By the way, where did He Jiaan get the money from?"

Speaking of this, Xiu'er's face suddenly turned red, her eyes dodged the eyes of the eldest lady, and she said awkwardly: "My lord, I borrowed it from me. He said that he said that he would return the money to me after paying the extra money."

Seeing the little maid's twisted face, Chen Yueying knew that there must be something else going on. Thinking about it, it was also her own fault. At the beginning, she had indeed agreed on a monthly payment of 100 taels of silver, but she Unexpectedly, some problems suddenly appeared in the current business of the Li family. In the past, 100 taels of silver was not considered a problem at all, but now it made him feel a little embarrassed.

After hesitating for a while, Chen Yueying said: "How about this, you go to the account to pay 20 taels of silver first, and make an agreement with him, and pay him the rest at the end of the month."

After a pause, Chen Yueying continued: "As for the fact that he wants to learn the piano, let him learn it. It's not a problem for a big man to idle around at home all day."

Xiu'er quickly nodded happily, but felt a little regretful in her heart. She knew that she should have lent the 20 taels of silver to the aunt, and now she even got her money back. But there is no medicine for regret in this world, so I can only hope for the next time It's time for my uncle to be short of money.

Just as Xiu'er turned to leave, Chen Yueying spoke again.

"By the way, Xiu'er, I suddenly thought of something. When Yue'e left, she seemed to have left a piece of Yaoqin and some music scores. You can ask Xing'er. If you have any, send the piano and the music scores It's better to go to He Jia'an's place than to leave it there every day to collect ashes."

"Okay, miss." Xiu'er agreed, turned around and left, the courtyard that was a little bustling just now returned to the calmness of the past, when Miss Chen Yueying's eyes fell on the account book again, she couldn't help sighing softly Take a breath.