I am Feng Jun

Chapter 553
Shen Ci stayed at home for two days, and spent most of the time in the room without going out.

After interrogating those dead men that day, when Mu Yuanxi sent him home, Shen Ci told her not to come to him for the next two days.

Although Mu Yuanxi was a little unhappy, he restrained himself a bit, and didn't go over the wall, nor did he try to inquire about him.

In the past two days, although she didn't ask Tang Shansi what Shen Ci bought.

However, after several conversations with Gu Qianqiu, I learned something else.

In the blink of an eye, it was the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, and Mu Yuanxi had previously said that he would accompany Shen Ci to get drunk on the current day.

It is also the day when the finale of Yunshenghen is released.

Although there is only a few days of publicity time, Zui Jinzhao has emerged like a sudden army, and has laid a foundation in a restaurant in the imperial capital.

Much of the credit for this is due to Mu Yuanqi, the little princess.

She went to Zuijinzhao on the third day of July, spent a lot of money, and was full of praise when she returned.

On the second day, he boasted all kinds of things in the Imperial College, which aroused the interest of the students around him.

They know His Royal Highness Qi's taste, and to make her boast like this is absolutely extraordinary!

So they went together on the third day.

Most of these people in Guozijian are either rich or noble.

Occasionally, some people from poor backgrounds also have one or two wealthy sisters and friends.

So Zui Jinzhao ushered in the most guests ever.

Since that day, the girls from the Guozijian went back to publicize it with their family and friends.

Even the elderly grandfather in that family knows that there is such a place for leisure and entertainment in the imperial capital.

A restaurant that integrates eating, drinking, entertainment and living.

The menu on the first floor has been changed now, and it is almost the same as the usual restaurant.

The second floor is still a place for storytelling, and from the third floor upwards, it is a place for the rich and powerful, which is extremely luxurious.

While Zui Jinzhao was gaining fame among the dignitaries, the storytelling venue on the second floor also attracted many ordinary people.

When you are free, find a place to sit and listen to a book, and spend some copper coins to buy some melon seeds, tea and so on.

If you have some spare money, you can also order some novel pastries and various drinks, which is really very pleasant.

And in the semi-open box on the third floor, you can also hear storytelling, and the environment is much better than that on the second floor, so it is the first choice for your children.

But today, those who have already known that today on this storytelling platform will auction off the finale of Yun Shenghen signed by the old man Xici, they reserved boxes early.

Not only did he find a good location, but he also inquired about whether the mysterious old man Xici would appear today.

When Shen Ci went to Zui Jinzhao early in the morning, his lips curled up when he saw the seats on the second floor which were already more than half full.

From time to time, some people complained.

"I said they moved too fast, so the box is gone?"

"No, and Zuijinzhao won't reserve a box for you just because of your high status, that is, whoever comes first and pays the money, that box will be his, even if she is a commoner, as long as she has money."

"I have money too!"

"Then who made you come late!"

"You can be content, no matter how late you may not even get the second floor, even though the auction starts at noon, there are books to listen to before that!"

"Hey, where did it go?"

"It's Yunshenghen in the morning, it seems that we have reached the second book."

Shen Ci went upstairs, forgetting all those complicated discussions.

On the third floor, in the semi-open box, there are also friends who are constantly saying hello to each other.

Shen Ci saw many familiar people but couldn't remember who they were.

It should have been seen at the palace banquet.

But there is no way, there are too many people, I can’t remember!

After going up to the fourth floor, Shen Ci planned to go directly to the Galaxy Hall.

But with a casual glance in the middle, I saw the Bliss Hall with the locked door at the end of the corridor on one side.

He paused, then turned his gaze back very naturally, and walked towards the Galaxy Hall again.

Gu Qianqiu and Miao Miao were already waiting there, as well as Shangguan Kai and others.

As soon as Shen Ci entered, he heard all kinds of calls.

"Young Landlord"

"Farewell"

"Second Son"

Shen Ci waved them all to sit down, and he also found a comfortable position and took a dignified sitting posture.

Seeing the finale of Yun Shenghen in seven different bindings set up in front of him, he opened it and took a look.

"It worked out pretty well."

"Of course, how dare we neglect your order!"

Miao Miao witnessed the appointment of the Empress Dowager on the third day of the seventh lunar month, and her respect for Shen Ci went up to a higher level.

No wonder the lord said that she had paid for the expenses related to this master before.

The betrothal gift alone is so old, her previous worries are really superfluous.

Now that everything was ready, Shen Ci took the pen and ink beside him, held the pen with his left hand, and began to sign on the blank page.

Because I used my left hand when carrying the Book of Songs before, that manuscript has now been displayed by Miao Miao, and it is a tribute like a treasure in Xiuyun Bookstore.

Therefore, many people have learned what the handwriting of the old man Xici should look like.

So this time when he signed, he didn't intend to use his own handwriting, but lowercase letters in his left hand.

But no matter how neat the handwriting is, it can't hide the harshness and wantonness in the strokes.

The signature that almost penetrated the back of the paper landed on the paper, correct without losing its character.

These seven exquisitely bound books are based on the seven styles of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and wine.

Miao Miao looked at the blank page that was still a little empty after writing the four words of the old man Xici, and suggested to Shen Ci to write a style on the upper right corner.

Shen Ci thought about it, and thought it was okay, this time he changed his right hand and wrote a word corresponding to the binding style in the upper right corner of the signature page of each book.

The flamboyant handwriting is in stark contrast to the neat signature, it doesn't look like it was written by a single person.

And the rest of the illustrations corresponding to the style will be handed over to Huangfu Xing, a person who is self-deprecating and has a decent drawing skills.

If this also makes Shen Ci come, this auction may not be completely overturned!

"Ciye, don't you plan to show your identity?"

Miao Miao asked tentatively.

Nowadays, there are still many rumors in the imperial capital that Shen Ci copied his old man Xi Ci, but no one dares to publicize it.

But everyone is tacit, and everyone who understands understands.

Shen Ci was indifferent.

"If there's something good to show about this thing, the Old Man Xi Ci is very good."

In his heart, he didn't really want to associate Xi Ci with his Shen Ci.

Gurenxici is equivalent to a mapping symbol of many literati and writers in his original world, which has carried countless things.

Since the book wasn't his, he didn't want to take it all on himself.

Being able to make money is already very good, as for reputation?
That stuff didn't matter to him.

"Grandpa Ci is high-spirited and virtuous, and does not value fame and fortune. I admire you!"

Miao Miao was not discouraged when she heard the words, but praised along with it.

Anyway, he doesn't care why, the boast is over!
Hearing Miao Miao's exaggerated tone, Shen Ci couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, feeling a little helpless.

(End of this chapter)