Chapter 70 Plan

Chen Heng returned to his dormitory with two storybooks in his arms, and soon attracted the attention of his classmates.

"Brother Heng, do you want to read the script?" Jiang Yuanbai moved the stool and leaned towards him.

"It's not reading, it's writing." Chen Heng put down the storybook, but didn't pick it up and read it immediately. He had to finish today's homework first, as well as the number of copies as punished by the mountain chief, and then wait for him to have a headache.

Jiang Yuanbai was very puzzled. He put his hand on the table and supported his chin, "Why are you writing this so well?" He waved to Qian Dayou and Xue Biao who were not coming over, "Didn't you two hear? Brother Heng said he wanted to Write a script and come up with ideas.”

"Just write, I don't think there's anything wrong with it." Qian Dayou was burying his head in endorsement and only replied dryly.

Xue Biao waved his hand at his position, indicating that he would not come, "I gave him the idea. Brother Heng said he wanted to make money. It is impossible for him to work as a bookkeeper in another shop, and he can't even copy three melons and two dates. It’s better to try the Huaben method.”

Jiang Yuanbai nodded from the distance and asked Chen Heng curiously, "Brother Heng, are you short of money?"

Chen Heng looked at him thoughtfully and asked him, "Brother Jiang, how long do you think we will study in the academy?"

This question obviously confused Jiang Yuanbai. He used to spend his days carelessly, but suddenly he thought about the future, and stammered on the spot: "We must...be admitted as a scholar before we talk about it."

Similar to his own idea, Chen Heng nodded and continued to ask: "Then how long does it take to be admitted as a scholar?"

"It has to take five or six years anyway." Jiang Yuanbai muttered. Now is the stage of building tall buildings from the ground, and five or six years is just an imaginary number. But he also understood what Chen Heng meant. Both of their family backgrounds were at the bottom among their classmates.

Although Jiang Yuanbai is slightly better, Chen Heng is still a student in Class A, and the college expenses are less than him. Jiang Yuanbai later thought that he seemed to have chosen painting, and the expenses for just drawing paper in a year were very exaggerated.

"I think the same thing." Chen Heng agreed with the other party's judgment and told Jiang Yuanbai his plan, "Since I have to study in the academy for five or six years, I have to prepare for a rainy day in advance. I can't throw away all this expense. Leave your family alone, close the door and cover your head while you read."

Chen Heng said briefly that the future situation of the old Chen family was actually worse than what he said.

The eldest sister Chen Qing is already ten years old and will be in her prime years in five years. When a girl reaches her hair age, she will start preparing to get married. Although I don't want to get married right away, in the process of slowly looking for candidates, as long as I meet the right one, I will never wait too long.

When the eldest sister gets married, the second sister Chen Xian will soon follow. By the time of double happiness, I should also start studying, not to mention the one who is not yet born in the mother's belly.

Based on this calculation, the finances of the old Chen family in the next few years will be full of crises.

"Then..." Jiang Yuanbai thought about it in his mind, and realized that the situation in his family was not much better. He was the eldest son in the family, and he was followed by two younger sisters. He and his younger sisters had a good relationship, so naturally they couldn't bear to let each other suffer because of him.

"Brother Heng, please lend me these two story books." Jiang Yuanbai was also a little moved. Although his parents never mentioned the difficulties at home, he asked them for money every time. , I can’t help but feel a sense of shame of taking over my sister’s expenses.

"Don't delay your studies and homework, this is our essence." Chen Heng was afraid that he would not be able to distinguish the importance, so he emphasized the point.

"I saved it." Jiang Yuanbai picked up the book and nodded at him.

It wasn't until Chen Heng went to bed before going to bed that he had some time to pick up his storybook. He browsed through it roughly and had some understanding of the current standards in the library.

The library doesn't seem to be very interested in finished story books. The story books that are printed and sold are all in independent volumes. It's a bit like the publishing method favored by Chen Heng's later generations, mainly single volumes.

The content is mainly about gratification and revenge, but the plot is more twists and turns.

For example, the book "Heroes with Blood and Iron Heart" in his hand is about a general whose house was confiscated. A surviving son escaped and wandered among the people. With a little effort, he prepared to clear the injustice for his family. At the end of this volume, there is only a scene where the male protagonist rescues the lost princess from the hands of the villain and is being secretly promised by the princess.

Chen Heng turned directly to the end. After reading it, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. Chinese people are really happy about marrying princesses. It can be said that it has been passed down for a long time.

He didn't think much about it and only compared the plot of this book with the novel in his memory. Chen Heng may not be able to remember the specific dynasty of the poems, but the plots of the novels he read when he was in school are really hard to forget.

Whether it's Golden Dragon Liang Wen or Xian Xia Fantasy, each has its own merits and beauty.

So is this the benefit of traveling through time? Chen Heng couldn't help but sneer, probably excited that he was a copycat.

I used to read novels where the protagonist went back to ancient times and had to make a living by doing business such as wine making and cooking. These things required not only secret recipes and costs, but also more important connections.

It's not like being a copycat. As long as you can read and write, you can take a pen and write whatever you want while standing on the shoulders of a group of giants.

So what should you write in your first book? Do you need to think of a nicer pen name?

Chen Heng was in a good mood for a moment and couldn't help laughing while hugging the quilt.

Jiang Yuanbai on the other side is suffering. He just thought about how much money his family will spend in the future, and he is making a deep reflection on his usual slackness.

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By the time Chen Heng finished the homework assigned by the headmaster, it was already mid-October. Sister Lin had been absent for many days and finally returned to the academy for class today.

Xue Baoqin, Wei Qijun and Wei Shu were naturally very happy. After a lot of laughter, Sister Lin waited until the class was over and couldn't wait to hang the paper crane under the peach tree.

Unfortunately, Chen Heng had something on his mind recently and thought that she would stay at home to accompany her family, so he didn't bother to go to the Tiren Hall. It was not until three days later when Chen Heng went to the Tiren Hall to copy calligraphy that he noticed that two or three new cranes had been added under the peach tree.

Chen Heng secretly said in his heart that it was bad, and hurriedly took out Daiyu's letters, and found that there were as many as three. However, there was no word on the latest letter paper, but a very simple painting was drawn instead.

A stream flows under the forest full of peach blossoms, with a wooden fish floating on it. On the left side of the drawing paper, the sun is shining brightly, and there is a rugged mountain road below it. Going up the steps, there is another open door at the end, and there is no one inside the door.

What does this mean?

Chen Heng frowned slightly while holding the letter paper, and sat on the steps outside the Tiren Hall.

The evening breeze was gentle, and the sunset glow was thousands of miles away. It not only coated the Tiren Hall with a layer of red, but also reflected on Chen Heng's immature face.

Chen Heng thought about it carefully before reacting that this Lin sister was laughing at him for escaping into the "empty door".

Thinking of Lin sister's usual eccentricity, Chen Heng subconsciously turned to the back and saw a few lines of words. The content is simple: This painting has three meanings, brother might as well guess it.

Such a sloppy painting, can it have three meanings?

Chen Heng turned to the front in disbelief, and after looking at it for a long time, he couldn't guess the last two layers, so he simply gave up.

He put away the drawing paper and read the letter at the back. The content was simple. Daiyu explained the recent situation at home. Jue's health had improved a lot. Miaoyu, the apprentice of Master Qingning, was also taken to the Lin Mansion for resettlement.

Sister Lin emphasized Miaoyu's literary talent in the letter, saying that her style of poetry was very similar to that of Yi An. Reading further, it was just some ordinary things.

After reading it slowly, Chen Heng also picked up his pen to write a reply. He thought about it in his heart, and then concealed the fact that Pei Huaizhen punished him, and only told the other party that he might want to write a storybook.

Thinking that this sister always had many ideas, Chen Heng couldn't help asking her to give him a nice and memorable pen name in the letter.

After a simple reply, Chen Heng stuffed the letter paper back into the cabinet and continued to hold the pen and ink to find Lao Yan to fight.

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