The eighth year of Yuankang.

September 10th.

early morning.

In the study room, Wang Sheng was wearing wide-sleeved clothes, holding a pen in his hand, facing a bamboo simple calligraphy.

"Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, three gives birth to all things, Tao follows nature..."

The Wei and Jin Dynasties advocated talking about mysteries. Although Wang Sheng did not think that talking about mysteries was of any use, he naturally knew that what should be learned should be learned.

Otherwise, it will be bad if you find that there is not enough ink in your belly.

After writing a thick stack of paper, Wang Sheng felt a sense of accomplishment, but also felt a little pain in his heart.

Although this paper is the inferior Caihou paper, it is not as white or as expensive as 'Zuo Bo paper', but it is relatively expensive.

Luoyang paper is expensive. On the one hand, it describes the article as being very good, which makes Luoyang paper more expensive.

But no one thought that this paper is expensive...

However, although it is expensive, paper can still be used given Wang Sheng's current economic conditions.

"Hongxiu, take this inkstone and wash it in the lotus pond."

wash?

The red-sleeved green-white hands helped Wang Sheng sort out the papers he had written. He glanced at the square inkstone with his beautiful eyes and said with some pity: "Lang Jun, there is still more than half of the ink left on this inkstone. Wouldn't it be a pity to wash it?"

Ahem.

Wang Sheng coughed twice in embarrassment.

"If you can't write well if you leave ink behind, go wash it off."

"yes."

Hong Xiu was a little worried about the ink, but seeing Wang Sheng's appearance, she had no choice but to nod lightly and take the inkstone to the lotus pond to clean it.

Of course, ink also costs money, but Wang Sheng thought of the allusion that Wang Xizhi practiced calligraphy every day for twenty years and dyed the pool in front of his door black, and wanted to learn a thing or two.

Before Wang Xizhi was born, he turned this allusion into an allusion to his life as a king in Luoyang.

At this point, Hongxiu did not guess Wang Sheng's thoughts.

Wang Sheng placed the calligraphy writing paper randomly on the desk, holding the bamboo slips in his hand and began to read.

In the past few days, he has read the Nanhua Sutra and Laozi, and now he is starting to work on the Book of Changes.

In fact, Wang Sheng was also exposed to "The Book of Changes" in his previous life, but he learned it through online courses, and because the Book of Changes was too obscure and difficult to understand, Wang Sheng did not study it.

But at this time, the Book of Changes was one of the "Three Mysteries", and the world liked to talk about mysteries, but Wang Sheng had to learn it now.

But when he picked up the book and just read the "Sutra", his head began to feel dizzy.

Sixty-four hexagrams, three hundred and eighty-four lines, hexagram words, line words...

Qian is connected three times, Kun is broken three times.

Shake the bowl and cover the bowl.

There is emptiness in the distance, fullness in the barrier.

The upper part of the exchange is missing, and the lower part of the sunda is broken.

Although there are formulas in the Book of Changes, it is still a headache to write down all the hexagrams and lines.

After struggling with Zhouyi for a long time, the scorching sun began to hang high in the sky.

Listening to the chirping of birds in the manor, Wang Sheng stretched, patted his aching thigh, and gently put the bamboo slip down.

"Hongxiu, come with me for a walk."

Wang Sheng read warmly in the study all morning, and his buttocks hurt from sitting. Hong Xiu was busy beside him, and the beautiful concubine turned into a maid.

This look made Wang Sheng feel a little distressed.

"Mr. Lang doesn't care about books anymore?"

"Studying must be relaxed and relaxed, and a balance between work and rest is useless. It is useless to study hard. On the contrary, it will get twice the result with half the effort, which is very unwise."

There was a thin layer of sweat on Hongxiu's forehead. She carefully folded Wang Sheng's messy manuscript papers one by one and smoothed them out. There were a few strands of black hair stuck to her face due to the thin sweat but she didn't even notice it.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Sheng said softly:

"Actually, I'm studying in the study room, so you don't have to organize these things. I'm too tired and there's no need."

Hongxiu stopped what she was doing and shook her head slightly.

"Although my servants didn't do this before, but now that there is no one around me, Hongxiu will naturally have to do it herself. Don't neglect me."

How could you neglect me?

It all made Wang Sheng feel like he was an emperor.

It felt good to enjoy being served by others, but seeing Hongxiu walking back and forth on a hot summer day, her clothes soaked with sweat, Wang Sheng felt a little bit sorry.

perhaps...

You should buy some maids and slaves.

Pushing these thoughts out of his mind, Wang Sheng walked to the door of the study room, but Hongxiu was still packing up the manuscript papers that Wang Sheng had written in the past few days.

"These are all random creations. They have no use and there is no need to treasure them. They can just be thrown away."

Wang Sheng said with some disapproval.

"The character Lang Jun is written so boldly and beautifully, it would be a pity if it were lost."

You seemed to be the concubine of the Langya Wang family before. How come you learned to be diligent and thrifty after joining me?

"Then let's put it down first and pick it up later."

Seeing Wang Sheng walk out of the study, Hongxiu had no choice but to follow him in small steps.

When they walked to the pavilion, Wang Sheng saw the sweat on Hong Xiu's forehead and planned to let her take a rest.

"Hongxiu, do you think this manor is still missing something?"

What's missing?

Hong Xiu pushed back the hair stuck to her face, thought for a while and then said: "There is no shortage of things in this manor, it just lacks people."

Wang Sheng nodded.

There is indeed a shortage of people.

And there are still many people missing.

"Tell me, who are you missing?"

Hongxiu lowered his head and thought for a moment, then stretched out two hands, with his left hand making a fist and the index finger of his right hand pointing to his left hand.

"First."

Hong Xiu spreads the thumb of her left hand.

"The inner house needs servants and maids to clean and maintain it at all times, and to serve the mistress, husband and daughter."

Wang Sheng nodded slightly.

"go on."

"second."

Hong Xiu spreads the index finger of her left hand.

"The chef in the inner village needs a cook. The husband will definitely be extraordinary in the future. Naturally, the mistress cannot cook by herself. Such things must be left to the servants. Therefore, the chef must have at least one cook."

"anything else?"

"third."

Hongxiu spreads her middle finger.

"The manor needs a steward to restrain and manage these servants, as well as the tenants of the outer manor. The husband has many things to do, so he naturally does not have free time to take care of these people."

Steward...

The waiter and maid may not cost much, but the steward will probably cost a lot of money.

Wang Sheng glanced at Hongxiu with interest and motioned for her to continue.

Wang Sheng glanced at him, and Hongxiu's face turned slightly red.

"Fourth, Taoliu Garden is outside the city after all, and the Luoyang Order cannot protect us. Although Luoyang is peaceful, disasters do happen from time to time, so there must be a few Zhuang Guards."

Wang Sheng nodded heavily.

There used to be Zhuang Wei in Taoliu Garden, but unfortunately he was killed by the fast swordsman Qian Cheng last time.

This matter is a top priority!

"Any more?"
To be continued...