12dz Chapter 134 Asylum
Chapter 134 Asylum
Wang Jinyi raised her two little hands and shook them. Just when she was about to say "Congratulations!", she suddenly realized what she was going to say. She quickly pursed her lips, making the people around her look a little silly.
At this time, the grandfather was taking out seals from the box and stamping them on his own name and Wang Wendong's name respectively. Then he took out the seal from the mahogany lacquer box, waved his hand, called Wang Jinyi to his side, put the child on a stool, asked Wang Jinyi to take his seal, and held the child's hand to stamp it on the three words "Wang Jinyi".
Wang Jinyi was so surprised that he stood on a big chair and tried hard to reach out to see what the seal looked like.
Grandfather smiled, patted the child on the back, then took the white jade seal and turned it to the side with words to show the child. Wang Jinyi looked at it for a long time, but didn't recognize what those words were, so he turned around and looked at his grandfather with some curiosity. But his grandfather put the seal away.
Wang Jinyi didn't understand anything and was taken down from the chair. The deed was taken away and bound into a book, and everyone started gossiping.
Wang Jinyi was bored and looked across the table. Everyone in the clan had a Wang clan emblem on their clothes. Wang Jinyi became interested in it.
A woman with a jade family emblem on her lapel spoke to Wang Jinyi:
"Is your name Wang Jinyi? Which character is 'Jin'?"
"Master, my name is Wang Jinyi. My grandfather gave me the name Jin, which means 'Jin does not hide the beauty, orchid does not hide the fragrance'."
"Do you know the meaning of this word 'Jin'?"
"My father told me that it means virtue, purity, and nobility, and that it also means that I will be beautiful!"
Everyone who heard this laughed and covered their faces. The two young men at the opposite table kept staring at Wang Jinyi. Wang Jinyi couldn't help but touch his face.
"Brother, is there something on my face?" Wang Wendong always doted on his sister, so he would never make sarcastic remarks. He gently reminded her:
"They seem to have something to tell you."
"Do you want to talk to me? Who are you?"
Zongfu said:
"These are the grandchildren of the clan. They are of the same generation as your grandfather. You cannot address them as such. You must address them as clan leader."
"Oh, really? Little Chief wants to talk to me?"
One of the two boys finally mustered up the courage to ask,
"Are you the one who wrote these sketchbooks?"
"What is it?"
The wife of the clan took a few books and walked over to the table. She squatted beside Wang Jinyi and showed them to her. Wang Jinyi took a look and said:
"Oh, these are the books. They are the sketchbooks I wrote."
The clan leader who was talking to someone turned around and asked:
"How did you come up with the opening words of "Xia Ke Xing"?"
"Oh, I didn't write these words. I saw them. I forgot which book I saw them in, but it was a very long poem. I thought these words were just right for the beginning of this book, so I wrote them."
Middle and long question:
"Do you know what it means to hide your achievements and fame?"
"I seem to understand, but I don't really understand. I wrote a few sentences, but they didn't look very good, so I used them."
"Oh? Have you written anything else? Tell us about it!" Grandfather interrupted and asked.
Wang Jinyi shook his head and said:
"Don't say it, it's not good!"
The clan woman squatting in front of Wang Jinyi took Wang Jinyi's hand and said:
"Speak it out for everyone to hear. If it's not good, you can change it."
"Let Grandfather listen to it too. What do you think of Jin'er's poem?"
"Do you really want to tell me?"
Wang Jinyi looked at his brother beside him, and his brother encouraged him:
"Jin'er, speak up! It doesn't matter if it's not good. We are all from the same clan and no one will tell anyone! Speak up!"
Wang Jinyi pondered for a moment and said, "The hidden sword hides its golden sound, concealing its merits and fame; the idle sun and moon in the sheath are still more brilliant than frost and snow."
My grandfather nodded slightly, pursed his lips and said nothing.
Wang Jinyi guessed that it was probably okay, right? !
There was no sound in the room, and then the clan leader said:
"You actually have such a hidden mind, it's really amazing! You are worthy of being a descendant of my Wang family, thank our ancestors!"
After that, there was a lot of discussion in the room, and someone even took a pen to write down the poem.
Wang Wendong stood beside his sister and comforted her:
"Jin'er, you did a great job, don't be nervous."
Then he held his sister's hand, fearing that no one would praise her and that would disappoint her.
Then two young clan leaders came over and asked me questions. They wanted my autograph and asked if I was writing new stories. My grandfather and clan leader were talking about something and looked over here.
Wang Jinyi was chatting with the two young clan leaders while keeping an eye on her grandfather, while her brother Wang Wendong was holding his sister's hand all the time. This was their father's instruction for him to take good care of his sister.
Grandfather and Zhong Zongzhang both walked to the side of Wang Jinyi's seat and sat down. Then Grandfather asked:
"Jin'er, are you willing to give the book you wrote to the clan and have it printed in other cities? Do you understand what grandfather means?"
Wang Jinyi looked at his grandfather, then at the clan leader, and the cheers in his heart almost burst out of his throat. Someone actually wanted to help him expand his reputation.
"Can I ask how we will publish it? Do we have someone else to print it, or do we have our own bookstore?"
"The clan also has its own printing house, but not all prefectures have it. Some prefectures may have to cooperate with other families, and some have entrusted it to others for printing."
Wang Jinyi held her brother's hand with one hand, played with the ribbon on her waist with the other hand, and lowered her head with an ambiguous expression:
"That's right."
The clan leader asked:
"I heard from your grandfather that you started writing storybooks just to make money?"
Then he raised the corner of his lips and looked at the little girl who called him ancestor.
Wang Jinyi now felt that the fact of being from the same clan was a little unbelievable. Why was this man, who looked only about 40 years old, actually a relative of the same ancestor as him, and should he call him ancestor? It would be easier to accept if he was a clan relative.
The brother gently squeezed his sister's hand in his sleeve. Wang Jinyi turned her head to glance at Wang Wendong, and her brother nodded to indicate that someone was waiting for her answer.
Wang Jinyi looked at the clan leader and asked:
"Will you pay me for printing my book?"
"Yes, it will be printed just like you would in any other bookshop. We will also need to sign a contract, which your grandfather will do tomorrow. Do you want to participate?"
Wang Jinyi shook his head firmly without hesitation:
"Do not want to."
A bunch of strangers came, and I was the youngest among them. I could not remember anyone except for greeting everyone in a circle, and I did not know anyone! It was not fun at all.
"So do you have any new ideas?"
Wang Jinyi quickly said:
"Yes, Chief, can you find someone to write it down?"
The clan leader looked at the little guy in front of him, nodded solemnly, and looked around.