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Chapter 153 (two more)

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    Lin Qing said to Lin Qiao and Lin Hua: "The reason why you are not allowed to read the story books is because you are young and easily influenced by what is written in the story books, and most of the story books are written by many depressed scholars.  Yes, it is inevitable that he is a little extreme and a little cynical."

    "Why are most of them written by depressed scholars, Dad." Lin Hua, who had been silent by the side, asked.

    Lin Qing poked his son's nose with his hand and said, "Didn't you hear that 'learning and excellence make you an official' when you were studying? Anyone who has studied well is busy becoming an official.  Writing scripts. Besides, those who write scripts in bookstores, even if the scripts are very popular, can¡¯t earn much money. At most, they can be mixed with food and clothing. How can there be promising scholars willing to waste time on this  above."

    "But, Dad, I see that there are many people who buy this script. How come the people who write the script don't make money?" Lin Qiao asked puzzled.

    Lin Qing touched Lin Qiao's head with his hand, and said: "Because they just help the bookstore to write, and get a little bit of retouching fee. At the beginning, there was a writer in Yizhou Prefecture who was good at writing scripts, and it only cost two taels of silver a month.  This is already very enviable to other scholars, but you see, as long as you win the Juren, you can do nothing, and you can collect hundreds of taels of rent a year for the tax-free land under your name. How many Juren do you think?  As mentioned above, wealthy families will write story books, except for those who are idle and have nothing to do to write and play.¡±

    Lin Qiao and Lin Hua nodded after listening. If they didn't do anything, they would get ten taels of silver a month, and two taels of silver really couldn't get into their eyes.

    Lin Qiao and Lin Hua looked at the script in front of them, but they were still a little reluctant. Although they knew that the script was wrong, it was really pretty.

    Lin Qing didn't know what the two children were thinking, so he found "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" from the nearby bookshelf, handed it to the two children, and said, "This book is also full of short stories. Take a look, it's very interesting."  It¡¯s interesting. Those stories are not for you to read. When you are older and know how to tell right from wrong, dad will not care about you. You can see whatever you want. How about this? I will take a bath tomorrow and take you out of the city  How about incense?"

    After hearing this, Lin Qiao and Lin Hua immediately put aside the matter of the script, and asked eagerly around Lin Qing:

    "Daddy, shall we go out to play tomorrow?"

    "Daddy, are we going out of town?"

    "Is there anyone selling clay figurines in Shangxiang?"

    "Can we go for a walk around town?"

    "Yes, yes, I will take you out to play tomorrow." Lin Qing comforted the two children, thinking, sure enough, for the children, the more suppressed, the easier it is for them to rebound. Use some other interesting things at the right time to divert attention.  The effect is better.  Anyway, just now Wang Yan told him that she wanted to go to the temple to offer incense, and she planned to take them with her, so now she just told them.

    Lin Qiao and Lin Hua had no idea that they could go there. The two children were excitedly discussing what to do and what to buy in the temple tomorrow. They continued to discuss excitedly until dinner at night.

    the second day

    Due to the hot weather, Lin Qing and Wang Yan got up early in the morning. After packing up their things, they took the housekeeper, servant and maid, and took the three children to the outside of Jinling City in a carriage while it was cool.  A relatively large temple.

    Compared with other temples in the capital, this temple is not much conspicuous, but it is famous for its nickname "Songzi Temple", so Wang Yan chose this one specially.

    When Lin Qing and Wang Yan arrived at the temple, the sun had gradually risen. Seeing that the sky was getting hot quickly, Lin Qing said to Wang Yan, "Go and offer incense.  The child is buying some gadgets at the gate of the temple, and when the shopping is finished, I will find you in the meditation room at the back."

    Lin Qiao and Lin Hua have been excited since they left the house, and now looking at the gadgets on the stalls in front of the temple, they even dragged Lin Qing to think about it.  The two children had already run over.

    Wang Yan looked at the two children, and knew that the two children had no intention of sharing incense with her at all, and bringing them in would only add to the confusion, so she said to Lin Qing: "Then I will take the maidservant in, and you take Xiaolin and  Boy, take a good look at the two of them, there are a lot of people here, you can't let them out of your sight."

    Lin Qing said: "Don't worry, I will always drag them both."

    Knowing that Lin Qing had always been careful, Wang Yan handed the child to Lin Qing with confidence, and then took the maidservant into the temple to burn incense.

    Seeing that Lin Qing was going to take them to play, Lin Qiao and Lin Hua excitedly dragged Lin Qing to the nearby stall.

    Lin Qing was staggered by being dragged suddenly, and hurriedly said: "Slow down, slow down, this will pass, what's the hurry."

    Then Xiao Lin and a few servants behind him said: "The stall owner who was playing would not let Lin Qing go, he hurriedly said: "Then what does the master like?"

    Lin Qing glanced at the stall, casually mentioned something that was not on the stall, and said, "I prefer ancient paintings."

    When the stall owner heard this, he hurriedly said: "Master, I have it at my stall, but I just didn't put it on display."

    As the stall owner said, he quickly took out a scroll from the big wooden box behind his buttocks, opened it, and said to Lin Qing in a low voice pretending to be mysterious: "This is the "Xiaoxiang Bamboo and Stone Picture" by Su Xueshi. A few days ago, a gambler  He lost the bet, and he took out his family heirloom to give to the pawn shop, and I happened to see it, so I bought it at a high price. This gambler is also surnamed Su. I have inquired specifically, and this gambler is the descendant of Xueshi Su.  People. Master, what do you think of this painting, I paid six hundred taels for it at the beginning, if you like it, how about adding some to me and I will give it to you?"

    Lin Qing didn't even look at it, she shook her head with a smile and said, "It's too expensive, I can't afford it."

    As he spoke, he took the two children away. The stall owner was anxious and said, "How about four hundred taels?"

    Lin Qing waved his hand and continued walking.

    "Two hundred taels, this is the real price, I'll sell you at a loss." The stall owner gritted his teeth.

    Lin Qing ignored him, and then walked forward with the child. The stall owner ran up to Lin Qing with a painting scroll and stopped him, saying: "My family is having a difficult time, and I need money. One hundred taels, absolutely no less."

    Lin Qing couldn't help but find it funny. This guy wouldn't take him as a deliberate bargain, so he smiled and said, "I really don't want to buy it."

    "Why?" The stall owner couldn't help asking.

    Before Lin Qing could speak, Lin Qiao next to him raised his face and said, "Because the real painting is in our house! Last time on Daddy's birthday, the emperor's brother specially gave it to Daddy!"

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