Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

The next day came the inner court.

Shen An sighed at home: "I just rented such a large yard just to stay for one night, and tossed about it. Tired!"

He found it boring, just when Sister Yang's gift came, it was a word.

This is a Liu Yong's word, which is moaning free of disease throughout.

Yes, Shen An feels that Lao Liu's words are too grieving, which is really unpleasant to read.

"This is not great."

Shen An shook his head, and Zhao Zhongzhen leaned back sneakily. When he saw this word on tiptoe, he praised: "Yi Yean will sail lightly ... the sky is far away, the eyebrows are shallow ... Liu Yong's words, the word Juanxiu ,it is good……"

Shen An turned back, his face ugly.

Can you read the words of my old wife?

At this moment, he gave up the important task of eliminating feudal superstition and feudal ethics, and kicked it.

Zhao Zhongzhen ran away as soon as he slipped away, shouting outside: "Guoguo, your sister-in-law has written."

Guoguo rejoiced when he heard it, and hurriedly ran: "Brother, did the sister-in-law write to me?"

Shen An was so angry that her teeth tickled and said, "No, your sister-in-law ... this is for my brother."

Guoguo was immediately unhappy, "Sister-in-law doesn't hurt me anymore ..."

Are women so unreasonable?

Shen An couldn't help but sigh in the sky, and then gave this character to Guoguo as a copybook, and wrote a character called Zeng Ermei to go to the Yang family.

Zeng Ermei was ugly, and ugly was reassuring, so she was welcomed as soon as she arrived at the Yang family.

"Your Langjun asked you to do something?"

A Qing felt that Shen An was at least disgusting, otherwise how could the kitchen lady at home find such an ugliness, and she didn't want to eat even when she looked at the food.

Saw Yang Zhuoxue all the way, and Zeng Ermei came up with a word.

"This is from Lang Jun to the little girl."

Yang Zhuoxue opened it, but it was Xizhou Qu.

"... memorize Mei Xixia, send Meimei to Jiangbei ..."

This is a familiar poem, very clean and refreshing.

"... Nanfeng knows what I mean and dreams of Xizhou ..."

Yang Zhuoxue couldn't help but be stupid.

The boy and girl set a marriage date but they could n’t meet each other, thinking about the nature of their other half and what their future life would be ...

This kind of emotion is probably with expectation in tension.

Nanfeng knew what I meant, and dreamed of Xizhou ...

I miss you, but I can't see you. If Nanfeng knows my mind, please blow me in your dream into your dream.

Yang Zhuoxue rejoiced in his heart and asked, "What else can you say, Lang Jun?"

Now that the two of them are quasi-married couples, Li has also let go a little bit to allow them to pass the book, or make the servants flirt back and forth.

Zeng Ermei said with a straight face: "I heard what Lang Jun was whispering before the slave left ... oh, to say that Liu Yong's words didn't move is to be sad, or to beat the railing ... so that these people now write lyrics to the railing. The railing. He Gu was photographed by these people. "

Liu Yong's words are sour, and most of them are bitter and uninteresting.

This subtext made Yang Zhuo's face red.

The girl was a little embarrassed.

Do you think I am a demented literary lady?

She bit her red lips for a moment and said, "Yes, now it is mostly a word of grievance, but there is no thought-provoking article. If it can include the world of the home country, or if it is awkward, it is the talent."

You said that I am a demented literary woman, but the current environment is like this. Official literati lyricism is a deep grievance of a deep lady, who blames it?

Who can stand up and sing a song, shocking this trend; who can write some good articles about the world and the disadvantages of the world?

Zeng Ermei returned home with this remark, and then told Shen An.

Uh!

Zhao Zhongzheng and Wang Xu were just right, and they both had fun when they heard it.

Zhao Zhongzhen smiled and said: "With these words, this sister-in-law recognized it."

Wang Jia opened the folding fan, and fanned a few times without feeling too cold, and said, "Brother Anbe ... Mo Yao is not as good as a woman! Otherwise, I will be afraid that Gang Gang will not be able to get better in the future. How about an article? "

These two boys are taunting Shen An unscrupulously, waiting for Shen An to be annoyed before he can help him make an idea.

But Shen An smiled and said, "Interesting. Is the country home? Do you have to deal with the disadvantages of times, so that's fine."

Wang Xu said with a smile: "If you want to apologize for the disadvantages of the family and the world, Brother Anbei, it will take a long article."

Zhao Zhongzheng remembered the scene when Shen An was married and was urged to make a fuss by his wife, so he couldn't help but laugh.

The rules between men and women were not so rigid in this year. For example, Zhao Mingcheng was still studying at Tai Xue after he got married, and Li Qingzhao took money and Zhao Mingcheng to visit Daxiangguo Temple every time during the school holidays.

This kind of behavior similar to that of later generations of men and women lovers to go to the supermarket, is very common at this time, ritual education has not opened the blood basin to eat people.

So Wang Jiao and Zhao Zhongzhen can only laugh at Shen An in this way.

Shen An smiled and said: "Yeah! If not, just write an article."

He suddenly remembered the matter next door, and asked, "Isn't the inner attendant going to your house? Why haven't you planned to move?"

Wang Jiao just thought about this, so he said: "Zhongzheng goes to the palace and it is difficult to think of it again. If there is anything, just let me know. I will try my best."

Zhen Zhen is a godfather. Zhao Zongshi's life will not be too good, so Zhao Zhongzhen cannot naturally slip out often.

Zhao Zhong looked a little quizzical and said: "This matter ... The restoration of his father is the defender of Taizhou, and Zhizong Zhengsi, but his father only refused, saying that he was sick and could not be reused."

Ok?

He turned it down?

Shen An felt that things were not going well. He was worried that Zhao Zongshi had been guilty of an old illness. He regarded the palace as a prison and refused to enter again.

Zhao Zhongzheng coughed and said, "Father said ... The official family is not in a hurry."

Wang Jiao's eyes turned and said, "Yes, it's really not anxious. At this time, it's anxious to taste wrong."

As soon as you are selected, you ca n’t wait to enter the palace. Does this mean I ’m going to die soon?

Zhen Zhen has been in the throne for almost 40 years. He has never felt the urgency of the heir chasing behind his buttocks, so let him slow down.

"Father said that it just happened to make someone wanton for a while, and after that, after entering the palace, that day might be ..."

Shen An sighed: "Three hundred and sixty days a year, Feng Dao Shuang Sword is close to each other.

He was only worried that the kid would go hand in hand at that time. If he heard that Zhao Zhen had constipation or diarrhea, he would be ready to run away with Guoguo.

Wang Jia asked curiously: "Three hundred and sixty days a year, Feng Dao Shuang Sword is close to each other, Brother An Bei, is this your new poem?"

Shen An thought for a while, "I want to write a story."

In his previous life, he was quite bored and bored. When he had nothing to do, he would read a book. Naturally, the four famous masterpieces must not be ignored.

For a while, the red school became popular, and he followed the trend, just like the later star chasers. He studied the book of Hong Lou Meng very much, and he could almost memorize it.

Since Zhao Zongshi is not in a hurry to enter the palace, and Zhao Zhen is not in a hurry, then Shen An is also happy to stay with Zhao Zhongzhen for a while.

He returned to the study, sitting at the window, thinking back carefully.

"Prepare more paper."

The good paper is cut and then numbered.

——Zhen Shiyin's dreams are psychic, and Jia Yucun's demeanor is beautiful.

The author Ziyun, because he has experienced some dreams, so he concealed the truth, and by the use of psychics, he wrote this book "Stone Story" ...

After Shen An came here, the most important thing was to practice words, or write a few poems on the bottom of the box for later use.

Write an article ... No, write a novel, it really makes him a little excited.

Cao Gong, the kid offended.

He folded his hands together, and meditated in a pious manner outside.

Then he started writing.

At first he thought it was easy and cool to write a copy.

Gradually became a bit obscure, he was puzzled, and finally thought of the problem.

For a book with so many words, he can't remember it completely, so it is necessary for him to consider and fill in the missing places, which is very difficult.

Cao Gong, trust me with a dream!

Only one day after writing, Shen An wanted to give up. Just thinking of sister paper, he gritted his teeth and began to plagiarize.

He wrote a chapter on the first day, it felt like constipation, super uncomfortable.

He threw a few articles on the table, and then looked at the sky, only to realize that it was already evening.

"Brother, eat."

"coming."

He slept the next day, Zhao Qianyu came to find Guoguo to play, Zhao Zhongzheng turned around, and transferred to the study.

After Shen An bought the yard and got a place to live, he copied a lot of knowledge from later generations, but it was not placed in the study, but in a hidden place in the bedroom.

The study room also doubles as a classroom function, so there is nothing to keep secret.

Zhao Zhongzheng saw the manuscripts on the table and took it curiously.

"Here in Yucun and flipping books to relieve boredom. Suddenly I heard a woman coughing outside the window. Yucun got up and looked out of the window. It turned out to be a maid who pinched the flowers there. There are also moving parts, and Yucun could n’t see it ...

what is this?

Zhao Zhongzheng finds it very interesting, thinking that it has become popular recently.

Talk is subdivided into four types: novel and history.

The novels at this time are vernacular, but the stories are not long, they are all short stories. But there are already some prototypes of the future ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ There are two main contents, one is love, and it is probably the young lady, the talented guest. The other is to solve the case, with the theme of the case being solved. If the story is compact, you can also earn a lot of money in the Golan Washe.

These are all entertainment contents expressed in the storytelling situation in Goulan Vaseli. Zhao Zhongzheng glanced at this first time and felt that it was not like that kind of novel.

"Hey, the world knows the gods well, but you ca n’t forget your merits ..."

Zhao Zhongzheng has been standing in front of the window, looking up for a long time, and then praised: "Brother Anbei!"

He went back to his home, and it happened that Zhao Zongshi and Gao Taotao were basking in the backyard, and he went forward to salute.

"Goed next door?"

Zhao Zongshi leaned lazily on the back of the chair. He knew that this was his last leisure time, so as loose as possible.

Gao Tao complained: "Don't run anywhere, just make a fuss when you're free and read the book."

This is my son, future prince!

Gao Tao's heart rejoiced, so he asked someone to make tea.

Zhao Zhongzheng did not drink tea and said, "Daddy, it was interesting for the baby to see a poem in Shen An."

"What poem?"

Zhao Zong doesn't want any government and future at the moment, he just wants to empty his brain.

"Everyone in the world knows the gods well, but they can't forget their merits ..."

……

The third one is delivered, good night.