Chapter 96 New Book Typesetting
Qi Moxuan had a lot of questions in his heart, but he was also a very sensible person. Everyone had their own secrets, and there was no need to dig into them if others didn't want to talk about them.
The excitement of finally getting the new book overwhelmed everything else. "I'll typeset and print it according to your wishes."
Cui Qingyi nodded. As long as Qi Moxuan understood her meaning, it was fine. Since they were collaborating, she didn't care about Qi Moxuan's affairs, but naturally hoped that Qi Moxuan would respect her ideas.
While waiting for Cui Qingyi to leave, Qi Moxuan couldn't wait to pick up the new book and read it, and soon he was immersed in it.
Compared with "The Legend of Blue Sky", this book has richer content and a more tortuous and fascinating plot. What attracts people more is the process in which the protagonist Song Ci unravels the truth of the death and finds out the real murderer.
"The corpse is a silent testimony, silently telling of its own grievances." Qi Moxuan was deeply shocked. Although he had only finished reading one unit story, he exclaimed, "Mr. Song is a great talent."
The big words "Mr. Nancheng" were displayed again inside and outside Moxiangzhai. People who were familiar with the place would know at a glance that Mr. Nancheng had a new book on the shelves.
As for the Seven Stars Study, Manager Zhao ordered his men to rush to Qinghe City the very night Qi Moxuan delivered the new book. Soon, except for Dongping County, all places with Seven Stars Studies in Qinghe County would put Mr. Nancheng's new book on the shelves.
Cui Qingyi, who lives in Dongping County, has no idea how much honor Qixing Study has given to Mr. Nancheng.
Moxiangzhai
As soon as Song Xing heard that Mr. Nancheng's new book was on the shelves, he rushed to Moxiangzhai. He went straight to Mr. Nancheng's special area with a clear goal. Only when he got the new book with Mr. Nancheng's big words printed on it in his hands did Song Xing stop and slowly calm himself down.
Song Xing was Mr. Nancheng's most loyal reader, for the book Qing Tian Ji had planted a seed in his heart. At this moment, this seed was still quietly buried in the soil, needing only a good rain to quickly take root and sprout.
Without bothering to go home, Song Xing found a quiet place in Moxiangzhai and sat down.
Fortunately, after Qi Moxuan's renovation, Moxiangzhai had many corners equipped with comfortable chairs for people entering the store to sit. Song Xing sat there for the entire afternoon.
It was not until the sun set and the candles were lit in Moxiangzhai that Song Xing looked up from his book. He moved his sore and stiff neck, and his eyes sparkled.
With the new books on the shelves, Qi Moxuan has also extended its business hours in the evening.
Song Xing walked to the counter with a red face. Qi Moxuan was also reading a new book behind the counter.
"Shopkeeper, do you know Mr. Nancheng?"
Qi Moxuan was following Mr. Song Ci's first-person perspective as he examined the decaying corpse when he was startled by the sudden sound. He resisted the urge to pat his chest and looked at the young man at the counter.
"What's wrong?"
Song Xing: "I want to meet Mr. Nancheng. I want to learn detective skills from him. I want to be the man in Dajin like Mr. Song Ci."
There was a glint of fire in the boy's eyes, and his words were a little childish but powerful. Qi Moxuan felt his heart move as well.
He seemed to suddenly understand what Cui Qingyi was insisting on.
So this time Qi Moxuan didn't refuse directly. He frowned and thought for a moment, "Mr. Nancheng and I just met by chance. He was willing to leave the book with me because he was a man of his word. I'll write to her later to ask her what she thinks. If she's willing, maybe she'll write back."
Song Xing nodded excitedly, paid the bill, and quickly returned to the academy with the book.
Inside the county government office
Ji Yunzhi was hurriedly preparing to return to the back court with the new book he had bought, but was bumped into by Zhou Yanxiu who was walking towards him.
Zhou Yanxiu frowned at his friend's furtive behavior. Ever since Ji Yunzhi had shamelessly followed him to Dongping County, with no one to keep him in check, he had become like a sheep out of its pen, completely devoid of scruples.
It would be fine if he didn't think about reviewing his lessons on a daily basis, but these days he didn't even pay much attention to the official business at the county government office.
Zhou Yanxiu is a few years older than Ji Yunzhi, and they are both good friends and brothers.
Seeing Zhou Yanxiu's cold face, Ji Yunzhi thought to himself that something was wrong. He straightened his back and was about to say a few words to fool him, but Zhou Yanxiu was not the kind of person who would buy Ji Yunzhi's tricks at all. He looked straight at the book in Ji Yunzhi's arms.
Ji Yunzhi wailed, "Cousin, this is Mr. Nancheng's new book. I waited in line for a long time..." I finally got it...
Before he could finish his words, the book was already in Zhou Yanxiu's hands.
Zhou Yanxiu was stern and impartial. "Go review your lessons."
Ji Yunzhi didn't dare to refuse and left feeling aggrieved.
After waiting for Ji Yunzhi to return to the backyard, Zhou Yanxiu turned around and returned to the study. Zhou Wen, who was following behind him, felt very sympathetic towards Ji Yunzhi. It seemed that the new book he had queued up to buy would not be returned to him for the time being.
The Qingtian Ji is still on Zhou Yanxiu's desk. Anyone who flips through it will be shocked. The pages are full of Zhou Yanxiu's annotations, most of which express his own views on the detective details mentioned in the book.
Is this plot reasonable? Can it be used in real-life detective work? Is this autopsy method consistent with the Dajin coroner system?
It can be seen that Zhou Yanxiu is watching very seriously.
The first thing Zhou Yanxiu saw was the two lines of small words on the title page paying tribute to Mr. Song Ci. He thought for a long time but could not remember that there was a person named Song Ci in the history of the Great Jin Dynasty.
He flipped through the book with doubts, and then quickly immersed himself in the realistic story.
Cui Qingyi stayed at home as usual. Dongping County had been rainy recently, and she became reluctant to go out.
Fortunately, there are things to do at home to pass the time. The pepper seedlings in the seedling shed have grown a lot under Cui Qingyi's careful care, and it is time to transplant them.
Looking at the dozens of grown pepper seedlings, Cui Qingyi's mood became much brighter even though the sky was gloomy.
By the end of the year, she will be able to achieve true chili freedom.
He and Konjac worked together to clean up the vegetable patch in the backyard. Both of them were the type of people who got bored easily, and faced with the temptation of peppers, the other vegetables in the backyard completely lost their advantage.
If the rows of chives hadn't had deep roots, they would have been almost pulled out to make room for the peppers.
Carefully move the pepper seedlings out of the seedling pots and then carefully plant them in the leveled vegetable patch. Konjac felt that she had never been so cautious when serving her own daughter in the past.
Aunt Qin also joined in the work, but she had lived in seclusion for so long that she didn't really know much about farming, like vegetables. After looking at them for a long time, she still couldn't identify the type of vegetable that Cui Qingyi and Konjac were treating so carefully.
Cui Qingyi explained that it was chili pepper, but Aunt Qin didn't know and didn't ask any more questions.
Since she didn't ask, Cui Qingyi didn't explain much. She was still planning to make a small fortune after accumulating enough peppers. If Aunt Qin knew the benefits of this thing now, she was sure that someone from the county government would come to ask her for seeds soon. For the time being, she didn't want to give it to her.
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