The daily routine of wearing a book and abusing literature to cultivate a scholar and Xiaoxianggong

Chapter 82 A Letter from Xiang Gong

Hearing Pei Zhiqi's answer, the head of the mountain didn't ask any more questions, but said straight to the point: "Now Boss Wan of Wanji Trading Company wants to find a generalist who is familiar with the language. I don't know if Lingzheng is willing to help him? If you want to , I can help to match the bridge, and it can be considered as a little bit of Wan's kindness for supporting the academy for so many years. You don't have to worry about that."

Hearing this, Pei Zhiqi pondered and said: "This matter... I can't decide on behalf of my wife. If I'm in a hurry, I can only write a book today and send someone to send it to my wife. If my wife is willing, then I won't stop it. If my wife is not willing... ...Then I can't force my wife."

"Well..." Shanzhang nodded, "It's reasonable and reasonable. Then I will trouble you to repair a book today, and I will find someone to deliver the letter." Shanzhang raised his head and looked at the desk in the other corner of the room. , "You can write the letter here by the way, there is a desk there, so you don't have to go back again."

Pei Zhiqi nodded, said yes, and then walked to the desk, where the ink had already been polished.

He dipped his pen in the ink and wrote a letter explaining the ins and outs of the matter to his wife.

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Today is the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, Li Xiaodao feels a little sluggish when he thinks that he won't see his husband tomorrow.

It may be that I have been used to getting along day and night for more than four months, and I am really not used to the sudden separation.

I haven't eaten sea oyster porridge for a long time. I tried to cook it myself, but I couldn't get the aroma like Xianggong.

The breakfast cooked by Mrs. Wang didn't taste as good as that cooked by Mrs. Wang.

This morning, Li Xiaodao finally finished memorizing the five taels of silver Fanyu book. Although he had to keep reviewing it if he wanted to remember it, he finally learned it roughly.

It's just that this book only introduces some commonly used words and sentences, and there is no systematic teaching, such as from the pronunciation of letters to grammar, so if someone who has not learned grammar or pronunciation, it is very difficult to learn new words or make sentences by themselves.

However, this is the only book on Fanyu so far. It is good to have one, at least the words in it are frequently used words, and the learning value is still great.

After reciting the book, Li Xiaodao felt a little tired. She slumped on the chair in the study room. She was the only one in the huge house. She suddenly felt that it would be nice to have a cat and dog. It was too quiet in the house alone.

After thinking wildly for a while, she took out the five lancets she had made a few days ago and went to the yard, planning to practice throwing the lancet while basking in the sun to help synthesize vitamin D.

Yes, it can only be called throwing. The realm of flying knives only exists in the fantasy world of martial arts.

Li Xiaodao lamented that he didn't dress more imaginatively, while standing at a suitable distance, he began to throw the lancet, not to mention stabbing the knife firmly to the grass target that his husband made for him, as long as the knife can be thrown Li Xiaodao would clap his hands happily if the edge of the straw target was touched.

I have been practicing knife throwing for several days, and I have not made any progress these days.

Could it be because my arm strength is too weak?But as soon as she pictured herself raising her arms to show off her biceps... no no no, forget it, her head shook like a rattle.

It doesn't matter if you stick deep or shallow, anyway, it's to play a disturbing role so that you have time to escape, and it's more important to practice accuracy.

However, this new sport is quite decompressing, and I keep throwing, picking up knives, throwing, picking up knives, and after a while, the whole person is exercising enthusiastically.

It wasn't until she was too tired to move that she put away the knife and was about to go to the kitchen to find a way to grab a couple of lunches. Unexpectedly, as soon as she got to the kitchen door, she heard someone knocking on the courtyard door.

When she is alone at home, her door is always closed.

If my brother comes, he will not only knock on the door, but also keep shouting "Xiaodao~Xiaodao~", which is easy to recognize.

So now that this person knocked on the door, she immediately knew it wasn't her brother, because she knocked very politely, only knocking three times at a time, with a suitable voice, and didn't shout like her brother.

stranger?Who could it be?I don't know if there were door-to-door salesmen in ancient times, forget it, pretend not to be at home, anyway, I will leave after a while.

I am a weak woman, so I still have to be more careful at home, one more thing is worse than one less thing.

But the knocker seemed to be very patient. After knocking on the boss for a while, he was still knocking patiently and politely.

Li Xiaodao walked near the gate of the courtyard, and cautiously approached the crack of the door, wanting to see who was outside.

But the quality of this door is so good, the cracks in the door are tightly stuck, and nothing can be seen.

Forget it, or go back to the house and let him knock, and leave after knocking enough.

Li Xiaodao tiptoed and wanted to quietly go back to the main room pretending he wasn't at home, but he didn't expect the people outside to speak out.

"Miss Pei! Please open the door! I'm not someone suspicious, I'm Xiaoxizi from Wanfu, I'm here to send you a letter! The letter is written by Mr. Pei, it's definitely not a suspicious letter, please open the door! "

Li Xiaodao, who was about to slip away, stopped, and she turned back to the door and asked, "You mean that Mr. Xiang wrote me a letter? How did Mr. Xiang know you? Why did he entrust you to deliver the letter? You said Wanfu, yes?" What Wanfu?"

"Boss of Wanji Commercial Bank, Wanfu of Wanyu Mountain! You can read the letter to find out the specific situation. If you are still not at ease, then I will show you my badge!" The person outside the door replied loudly.

Badge?Is it the kind that is often played in TV dramas that knock out supporting characters and steal their badges and then pretend to be identities?This is not credible at all, and who knows how the anti-counterfeiting technology of the ancient waist card is, and I have never seen the real one, so it is not convincing at all.

Li Xiaodao thought for a while, then cleared his throat and said, "Then you pass the letter in through the crack of the door below, I'll read the letter before we talk."

The person outside the door smiled and said: "Pei's wife is really a cautious person, that's fine, I'll pass the letter in through the crack of the door right now, you can take a look first."

After all, after a while, a letter was handed in through the crack in the door below.

Li Xiaodao had prepared a handkerchief, but there was no other way, as there were no plastic gloves in ancient times, so he could only use a handkerchief as a pad.

She picked up the letter and looked at the cover, and it was indeed Mr. Xiang's handwriting.

But she still didn't take it lightly, and opened the letter under the veil, and the familiar elegant and neat lowercase font came into view.

Judging from the words and sentences, Xianggong wrote the letter to himself as much as possible in vernacular, but it still took a long time to read this half of classical Chinese.

After reading it, she gently opened the courtyard door, and saw a young boy standing outside.

"Miss Pei, you finally believe that I'm not a bad person." The boy grinned, it was the first time he had seen such a cautious person.

"Brother Lao Lao has been waiting outside for so long, let's go inside and have a sip of tea!" Li Xiaodao said with some embarrassment.

"No, no, I'm in a hurry, and I have to ask the girl to reply, and then I have to ride back to the academy," the boy replied.

Xiang Gongxin said, the father of the little bastard I met in Yibai County wanted me to work in his firm?When Li Xiaodao thought of that dude, he put his hands on his hips in anger.

(End of this chapter)