Chapter 18

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The day after Zhengdan, everything is fine, including quarrels.

At the time of the incident, Shao Shang was writing. She glanced at the copybook after writing, and then looked at the copybook after drawing. Her tired forehead was faintly sweating. She had noticed these days that these words seemed to be closer to hieroglyphics, each word like a small stick figure. 'Water' is a few curved lines, like water flow, 'River' means there are houses and mountains and forests next to the water, and 'eat' means that there is a small bowl in front of the lines in the shape of lips and throat.

She put down her pen and turned over the wooden slips next to the case. This was an interesting folk story brought to her by Cheng Zong from the market a few days ago. Each piece was about three inches wide and four or five inches long. Burrs - the ones used by ordinary people are naturally not as smooth as the bamboo slips in the house. Unexpectedly, Shao Shang likes it more and more, because she knows more than 95% of the words on it.

And, she has some idea in her mind.

For example, copybooks, classics, genealogy, and even among scholars, officials and scholars, most of them still use the former type of picture-like writing; however, the latter type, which she is familiar with, has become very popular when it is circulated among the people and even when small officials are doing business. And this type of font, even if it is separated by several time and space, it is estimated that people all over the country can automatically convert it without hindrance. However, she still has to study the former language seriously, after all, it is useful to read relevant literature.

Shao Shang sighed, picked up the pen and continued to draw on the bamboo slips, while Ah Mei looked at her with loving eyes, while roasting bamboo slips piece by piece by the stove. Common writing carriers in this era included cloth, silk, brocade, and even bronze ware, but the most common ones were wood and bamboo. Mrs. Xiao is diligent and thrifty in her family, and does not allow her children to be extravagant and wasteful. Therefore, all the wood chips and bamboo slips used by Shao Shang to practice calligraphy are written and washed, then dried and baked, and then threaded with hemp rope to continue using. In order to facilitate cleaning, the ink used for writing calligraphy is made of soot resin mixed with bran pulp, which is naturally not black, bright and fragrant, so Shao Shang added the piece of pine smoke ink that Cheng Yong gave her.

Mrs. Xiao is the kind of ** who only asks about performance and not working hours, so the excuse of "do you know how hard she works" is a joke.

This schedule started early. After swinging the sword a hundred times in the newly-arranged vestibule of Mrs. Xiao, the two younger brothers who were still sleeping were dragged out of the warm bed. . Cheng Cheng wiped his face with cold water as soon as he heard it, but Cheng Zhi was reluctant—he could see his brother-in-law all these years, so there was nothing to tell, not to mention that he wanted to paint his wife the most popular eyebrows in the capital today. . After being glared by Cheng Shi, he realized that he had no choice but to follow the excited second brother in front of him.

Mother Cheng has not woken up from a hangover, but even if she wakes up, she will probably be groggy for a whole day. Mrs. Xiao led Cheng Cha to arrange today's affairs for the servants - originally, being a housewife did not have to be hands-on, she did it to teach Cheng Cha.

Sang made a few snacks in person, gathered her three little children and the second child of Zhu Ou together, told little stories to the children leisurely, and led them to play games and memorize children's songs together.

On the other hand, Cheng Yong wanted to visit his master's classmate, but Cheng Song said that those Confucian scholars must not have been released to the emperor, so it is better to go to Uncle Wan to ask for some wine. , Cheng Shao Gong just took out the tortoise shell divination money, before pinching his finger to calculate the position, a maid came to report 'Mrs. Xiao passed the three sons to the main hall of the queen'. The three brothers are all stupid.

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