The lady may not be human

Chapter 273
Hanjianglou didn't expect to go to school at the beginning, after all, he knew what level he was.

If he was really talented in reading, he would not have taken the path of martial arts in his previous life.

Hanjiang Tower is already very satisfied with this result.

"Well, the county school is very good." Han Jianglou nodded, then raised his hand to touch Dong Nuan's head and said, "Let's go, let's book a table for dinner."

When Dongnuan came to Fucheng, he came and went in a hurry, so he didn't have time to look carefully.

Now that the Hanjiang Tower exam results came out, she can feel at ease, and just took this opportunity to see the bustling Fucheng.

"Let's go, let's go." Dongnuan took the initiative to hold Hanjianglou's hand with a smile.

The little girl's slender and soft hands gently touched her, and Hanjianglou felt her ears turn red again uncontrollably.

The big hand held by Dong Nuan was slightly stiff, and Han Jianglou even felt that his steps must be very stiff at this time.

In fact, he has no experience in the matter of love between men and women.

At first, I just saw Dongnuan being pitiful, so I wanted to give her a hand.

now……

With the old father's thoughts in mind, Han Jianglou himself didn't believe it.

However, Han Jianglou really doesn't know how to get along with his sweetheart, so he can only slowly figure it out.

Today, the restaurants on the main street of Fucheng are full, and the business is very good.

After all, many scholars have passed the examinations of prefectural or county schools, which is something worth celebrating, and everyone has reserved their seats.

Dongnuan and the others searched for several restaurants, and finally booked a place at one that wasn't too big.

Fortunately, the food in this restaurant tasted pretty good, and the four of them didn't want to go to the private room, so they chose a corner location in the lobby on the first floor to eat and drink.

It was already afternoon after eating, and it would be dark to rush back to the county seat. Hanjiang Tower felt that it was not safe, so finally decided to stay for one night before leaving.

"Tonight, students from Fucheng are going to hold a night poetry gathering. It is said that it is to celebrate the enrollment of this year's freshmen."

"Really? Then you have to go and have a look."

"I heard Mr. Cao, Mr. Lin and the others will also go."

"Is it the famous talents in Fucheng? Then you really have to go and see."

……

Dongnuan and the others hadn't thought about where to go in the afternoon, but they heard a few students at the table talking.

Dong Nuan didn't understand what they were talking about, but Hanjiang Tower had listened to a few words before, but now that I think about it, I think it should be lively at night, but I don't know if Dong Nuan likes it or not.

Thinking of this, Hanjiang Tower asked in a low voice: "Does Nuanya like to be lively? Do you want to see it?"

If Dongnuan was really an illiterate village girl, Hanjianglou would definitely not mention a single word.

After all, if I don't understand, I mentioned it myself, which is also a kind of harm to Dong Nuan.

But it turns out that Dong Nuan is not.

Not only is it not, but because of her status as a woman, she cannot take the imperial examination. Otherwise, Hanjianglou feels that the level of winter warmth should be higher than her own.

"Well, you can go and have a look." Dongnuan actually didn't have much interest in these poems.

But considering the status of scholars in Hanjianglou, they can go around for a while, maybe if they have a good relationship, they can make Hanjianglou meet a few friends.

In the future, whether it is a classmate or as a friend, it will always be beneficial to him.

Dongnuan said that he wanted to go, so Hanjiang Building made preparations.

In Fucheng in April, the temperature is already very good, and it is not too cold at night.

Even so, Hanjiang Tower still prepared a cloak and brought it with it in case of emergencies.

In fact, apart from clothes, there is no need to bring anything else.

The four of them found an inn, rested all afternoon, and only went out when night fell.

The night tour poetry meeting held by the students is in Qingyunfang, a famous street in Fucheng.

As soon as you hear the name, you can tell that it is full of the expectations and good wishes of the students.

And this street is mainly engaged in things related to students.

Pens, inks, papers and inkstones, as well as various bookstores, are all here.

Tonight, this street is extraordinarily lively.

In particular, the two large bookstores in the middle had already hung up bright lanterns at this time, and a group of students gathered there, either standing with their hands behind their backs chicly, or sitting unrestrainedly on the benches.

Whether everyone is sitting or standing, it does not affect their enthusiasm at all.

In addition to a few well-known students in the middle, there are also many people standing outside, those students who are embarrassed to squeeze in, or who can't squeeze in, surrounded the two bookstores on the inner three floors and the outer three floors. .

The other shops were not in a hurry to close early for a rest, but chose to yell hard at this time to see if they could sell more things when there were many people.

"Excellent Langhao pen, come and have a look."

"Excellent pine smoke ink, don't miss it when you pass by, come and have a look."

……

After Dongnuan entered Qingyunfang, she was startled by the shouts from the shops on the left and right.

None of the shops on both sides of the street were closed.

Including the two shoe sellers, at this time, the buddies also raised their necks and yelled vigorously: "Comfortable and practical school shoes, after wearing them, you will be able to rise to the top. Go one step further, come and take a look."

……

"They really know how to do business." Dong Nuan felt that Fucheng was more interesting than the county town.

Han Jianglou followed suit and hooked his lips: "Well, the student's business is still easy to do."

In a poor family, if the whole family supports a scholar, it is natural to do their best to give him the best.

Pen, ink, paper and inkstone are indispensable things, how could it be possible not to use them?

County schools or prefectural schools will distribute uniform student uniforms, but shoes are not included in the distribution.

Therefore, students need to prepare by themselves.

If the students in the college buy shoes in one or a few fixed stores, other people will follow suit and feel embarrassed to buy other shoes.

Unless they can buy better ones, more people will follow the herd.

After listening to Hanjianglou's words, Dong Nuan also thought about the possibility of using bamboo to make writing paper in large quantities.

Thinking of the end, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's too troublesome."

Might as well spice it up.

And if you want to manufacture in large quantities, the movement will not be small. At that time, it may not be as easy to keep as rose water.

Therefore, Dong Nuan put aside such thoughts for the time being.

In fact, today's papermaking technology is already very good, but Dong Nuan wants to make it softer.

such as……

toilet paper.

In the past, I used to scrape with a stick in the village, but now in the county town, I have papyrus.

However, it's too rough, and it would be nice to improve it if possible.

Adjust the ratio of materials, in fact, it can be done.

Thinking of this, Dong Nuan's eyes lit up.

The mood swings on the little girl's body were very obvious, and Hanjiang Tower felt it immediately.

He slowed down a little, turned his head, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Hanjianglou's voice was low and hoarse with soft warmth. After listening to Dong Nuan, she felt itchy in her ears, as if someone was holding a small feather and scratching her auricle lightly and heavily.

And the opponent refused to use force, just lightly, floating once, floating again.

Dong Nuan subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his ears, raised his head to look at Hanjiang Tower, met the other's eyes, and whispered: "Does your voice have magic spells? Why do your ears itch when you hear it? Soft."

　cute second

　　
　
(End of this chapter)