After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

He just wants to save some money to buy two mink fur coats for his son, is it easy for him? !

When Nan Baoyi returned to the Embroidery Building of Chaowen Academy, he thought of splashing ink to show off his literary talent.

She spread out her pen, ink, paper and inkstone, planning to write a biography of Nan Yan in her previous life.

Two hours passed, and the sky outside the window gradually dimmed.

The biography of two thousand characters records how Nan Yan married into a powerful family step by step from a humble maid.

After finishing writing, she added a comment:

Nan Baoyi said: Nan Yan is a beautiful and weak man, good at chess. Attacks on calculations, is mean and jealous, and has great means. Although intelligent, unfortunately she has a bad mind and is not a role model for women.

She put down her pen and stretched contentedly.

Just thinking about going to the flower hall for dinner, Jiang Suihan suddenly pushed the door open and entered.

He muttered: "The military camp is so boring, it's better to stay in the mansion. Nan Xiaowu, talk to me!"

Nan Baoyi was surprised: "Why did you come to my boudoir? If outsiders see it, they will spread gossip."

"Being upright is not afraid of crooked shadows!" Jiang Suihan sat on the armchair and glanced at her manuscript, "How about writing biographies of characters? This stuff is very literary, and it takes a lot of effort to read. Listen to me, or do a little artistic processing Well, it will definitely be a hit when the book is published!"

Nan Baoyi thought for a while.

The last book has been played by Yu Louchun for half a year, and it's time to launch a new play.

She became interested, and pushed the dim sum plate towards Jiang Suihan, "Brother Jiang, tell me, what kind of artistic processing is better?"

Jiang Suihan picked up a piece of snack, "The one we wrote is called a popular novel. There are many types of popular novels, one of which is called Gongdou."

"Gong Dou?"

"It's the story of a group of concubines fighting for a man in the palace!"

"But the heroine in my biography is not a concubine."

"So let's work it out! Think about it, a lowly outsider girl was suddenly drafted into the palace. She was ambitious, used treacherous tricks, punched the queen and kicked the concubine, killed the emperor's heir and abolished the prince, and finally succeeded in ascending the throne. To be favored by the emperor alone, to become a generation of demon concubines!"

Nan Baoyi hesitated, "But Huadan in Tsing Yi on the stage,

Aren't they all kind and gentle? Using a generation of demon concubines as the heroine...is this appropriate? "

"Why is it inappropriate? We are all young people, we must keep pace with the times and innovate! I have already thought up the title of the book for you, and it is called "Handbook of the Traitorous Concubine"!"

Nan Baoyi bit her lip.

Taking Nan Yan as the prototype, drawing on her way of thinking and means of setting up bureaus, to write about a generation of demon concubines...

It doesn't matter if the book is popular or not, but in the process of writing, substituting herself into Nan Yan's character will definitely help her understand Nan Yan better.

Know yourself and the enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles.

She thought the book was very interesting.

She smiled, "Brother Jiang, you are really talented! I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Before Jiang Suihan could answer, He Ye ran in from the outside like a ghost: "Miss, Lord Hou has returned from the barracks! He didn't see you writing in the study, he seemed a little angry, and he was coming this way!"

Nan Baoyi was surprised.

The second elder brother punished her to copy the Four Books and Five Classics. She copied it for so many days and didn't even finish it once!

If she is found to be lazy, she will definitely be punished again!

She hurriedly climbed into the bed curtain and said while pulling the quilt: "Brother Jiang, when the second brother asks later, just say I'm sick and can't copy books!"

Jiang Suihan said "ah", "but what kind of disease is more appropriate for me to say?"

"Whatever his illness is, the more serious the better!"

"okay!"

Xiao Yi stepped into the threshold just in time.

Scanning the dormitory, Jiang Suihan lowered his head and stared at his toes, with a guilty conscience.

The bed curtain was hanging down, and the little girl was lying in it faintly.

These two... Could something have happened?

Some pictures appeared in his mind, and his face was gloomy for a moment: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Suihan hurriedly said: "Nan Xiaowu is ill, I was checking her pulse just now."

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes: "Sick?"

"Yeah, it's a serious illness, and I can't even get out of bed, let alone copy books!"

Xiao Yi lifted the curtain.

The little girl lying under the quilt, her hairpins neatly trimmed, her eyelashes trembling slightly, didn't even bother to take off her embroidered shoes, obviously she rushed into bed before he entered the door.

He thought about it, Jiang Suihan only came back a quarter of an hour earlier than him, so he didn't expect to be able to do anything.

The little girl must have pretended to be sick because she didn't want to copy the book.

He had a half-smile: "What disease?"

"Well……"

Jiang Suihan was in a dilemma.

He hesitated for a while, then suddenly slapped his thigh, "Paralyzed! Yes, Nan Xiaowu is paralyzed! I'm afraid I won't be able to copy books for the rest of my life!"

Nan Baoyi twitched the corners of his mouth.

She told Jiang Suihan to be more serious, but it doesn't have to be so serious, right? !

It sounds like you're lying!

There was a rustling sound of cloth, and Xiao Yi seemed to sit down beside the bed.

He said: "I learned a set of acupuncture when I was young, and it is very effective in treating paralysis. Jiang Suihan, go and get the silver needle, and I will do acupuncture for her."

Acupuncture? !

Nan Baoyi's face turned pale instantly!

Jiang Suihan hesitated: "This, is this not good? If you pierce the wrong acupuncture point, it will hurt so much!"

Xiao Yi admired Nan Baoyi's terrified sleeping face: "It's okay. Anyway, Jiaojiao is paralyzed, no matter how much it hurts, she can't cry out."

Nan Baoyi's brows were furrowed.

Too cruel!

Your Majesty is really too ruthless!

She suddenly sat up, "Second brother, I, my paralysis suddenly recovered!"

Xiao Yi glanced at her, "I'm afraid I'm not sick at all? Why don't you copy the books well, and try to pretend to be sick to get past the exam... Four books and five classics, copy ten more times."

Nan Baoyi was already troubled by his father's affairs, and now he was punished by him, and he couldn't help but feel even worse.

With a cold face, she rushed out of the boudoir angrily.

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows: "What happened to her?"

Jiang Suihan told the story of Nan Guang and the Liu family, and it was rare to be solemn: "Nan Xiaowu was wronged at first, and she didn't even eat dinner, but you still want to punish her...Brother Xiao, you are indeed the one who went too far today. "

Xiao Yi pulled the hibiscus curtain.

Nan Maomao is so bold that he brought the outer room into the mansion...

A small pure gold incense ball was hung in the tent, and as he pulled the curtain, the small incense ball shook slightly, exuding the warm and sweet fragrance of hibiscus flowers.

He sniffed the fragrance of the flowers, and said lightly: "Aftertaste."

Yu Wei came in from the door, "What is the master's order?"

"Give Liu's miscarriage medicine, a big bowl in the morning and evening."

Yu Wei was stunned for a moment: "Master, Liu Shi and Nan Yan are both people that Fifth Miss hates, why do you still want to give birth-preserving medicine? If Fifth Miss knows..."

"Aftertaste, forget about it!" Jiang Suihan couldn't wait to roll up his sleeves, "A big bowl of anti-abortion medicine in the morning and evening, it was rewarded by Lord Hou. No matter how bitter the taste is, do you think Mrs. Liu dares to refuse?! Let's go , I will decoct the medicine myself! Guaranteed to kill her to death!"

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Liu Xiaomeng sat comfortably on the bed.

The dormitory is luxuriously furnished, she is satisfied no matter how she sees it.

She smiled and said, "We, Yan'er, are still smart enough to come up with a way to climb over the wall and enter the house. Although the master has no money, we can live in after all, right? Yan'er, from now on, if you have something to do, you have to go to Chaowenyuan Walk around and have a good relationship with your second brother."