Tang Dynasty Mingyue Song Dynasty Pass

Chapter 79 New Partner

Jiangnan beauty, everywhere painted rain and smoke.The girl's tender feelings and deep boudoir tears, spring and winter still come.Only Xiu Jiangnan.

The picturesque scenery of the water town was shrouded in a mist and rain, but at this moment, Su Chen was running away, holding an oil-paper umbrella. wet.

It was only when he was in the Han Mansion that he had seen what a great writer who was famous in the literary world was.All kinds of splendid articles of the ancients of the previous dynasties, all of which are valuable, have been included in the "Selected Works" and "Full Tang Wen", etc. Han Xizai can recite some important passages and sources at random, which is not something ordinary scholars can do.

Su Chen could recite some well-known Tang and Song ci poems, but he had never read so many ancient articles, let alone memorized and understood them thoroughly.

"It's not so easy to pretend to be a genius in ancient times!" Su Chen smiled bitterly, and decided in his heart that he would not be able to go out and pretend to be a genius in the future, it would be easy to be really slapped in the face!

In the future, I will not go to the Han Mansion if I have nothing to do. This old man always likes to take him to talk about state affairs and articles, which are not topics he is interested in. Why doesn't he take him to talk about Fengyue and singing and dancing, just like the picture of Han Xizai's night banquet kind of!

In the afternoon, the rain didn't stop, and Su Chen had nothing to do. He sat in the study and started to write the script. Tomorrow will be the day to hand in the manuscript to Zhang Dachuan.

It is easy to be scolded for writing novels in later generations!In the Tang and Song dynasties, if the storytelling is interrupted, it is estimated that Zhang Dachuan will not only be scolded, but may also be beaten by the evil young master in the ya!

An hour passed, and dusk came, and Su Zhai also began to hold the lamp.

At this time, a fat figure came to Su's residence again, and came to look for Su Chen.

"Brother Su, what are you doing?" Han Yunpeng smiled and walked into Su Chen's study.

Su Chen raised his head and greeted with a smile: "Oh, Young Master Han is here."

Han Yunpeng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Su, don't call me Young Master Han, just call me Yunpeng, that's what my brothers call me!"

Su Chen shook his head and said, "Then how can you do it, you are the son of the Yanei in the Shilang's mansion, and you are just a commoner and white ding!"

Han Yunpeng said disapprovingly: "What's the matter? My father has already dismissed him, let alone he is over 60 years old, how many more years can he live? I can't pass the imperial examination in my studies, and I don't want to join the army. I won't have my father's shade in the future. Also a white man."

Unexpectedly, he is not foolish to the end, and has some self-knowledge.It's just that Han Yunpeng was a spoiled child. He couldn't bear the hardships of studying, and he was not that kind of material. It was even worse to join the army.

If Officer Han Xizai pleaded with His Majesty after he was reinstated, it would be possible for him to make an extra shelter for his younger son. The key point is that he is still young and undetermined, and his career is so dangerous. Han Xizai also does not want to be old. Son Han Yunpeng stepped into this quagmire.

Han Yunpeng approached the table and asked, "What are you writing?"

"The Book of Historical Legends!"

"The storybook?" Han Yunpeng came to the table and stood beside Su Chen, staring at him as he focused on writing the story.

"Qin Qiong, Cheng Yaojin, Jiajialou Jieyi? Isn't this the recently popular commentary on the Sui and Tang Dynasties in Runzhou City?"

"That's right, this is it!" Su Chen said flatly.

Han Yunpeng was quite surprised: "You wrote this story? My God, my brother heard it the other day and found it very enjoyable. He even gave it to the speaker, and he spent a lot of money as a reward. Brother wrote it!"

Su Chen smiled: "It's okay to be idle, just earn some money for writing. Besides, last time I went to the Fengyue Building in the Fan's house and listened to a book, the old stories of talented and beautiful women, nothing new, so I decided to Writing a few stories by yourself can also enrich the spiritual world of the people in Runzhou City."

Han Yunpeng said: "Brother Su, you are so talented! In the future, I can come over to watch the plot in advance, and then go to Fengyuelou to listen to the book,

Su Chen said stunned: "It's all spoiled, what do you mean?"

Han Yunpeng smiled and said: "It's a mutual confirmation, it sounds more enjoyable to compare! No one around the restaurant knows the plot direction, only I know in advance, there is a sense of foresight!"

"As you like!" Su Chen didn't care about that.

Han Yunpeng suddenly said, "Brother Su, we can print your story!"

Su Chen asked in confusion, "Print a novel?"

Han Yun nodded and said, "Yeah! In addition to rice paper, some linen paper is now cheap and not expensive. Some children of the rich and powerful in Runzhou, although they don't like to read, are still willing to spend money to buy such legendary stories. Yes, there is a bookstore in our Han family, but the published data is limited, and the sales volume is limited.

"Are you planning to do business?" Su Chen asked in confusion.

Han Yunpeng shook his head and said, "I'm not very interested in other businesses, and my third brother doesn't necessarily give me other shops to run and manage them, so I can't trust me for the time being. But I like storybooks. If we print storybook novels, both It’s fun to be able to make money and practice hands!”

Su Chen thought about it for a while, and felt that printing books could also be done. After all, he majored in Chinese and read a lot of ancient novels and Yuan Zaju stories, so he could just write them to pass the time and keep a hobby.

Otherwise, in this era, entertainment projects are too poor, and you need to find your own fun.

However, during the Five Dynasties period in the late Tang and early Song Dynasties, although the price of paper fell, the printing technology did not seem to be improved. It is not cheap to find craftsmen to make engraving plates. Huge improvements.

With a bit of excitement, Han Yunpeng scratched his ears and asked, "How is it, Brother Su, we print books together. When the books become popular, we will have the money to go to Hualou and drink Hualou."

Su Chen corrected him: "I don't make money to go to Hualou to drink flower wine, please don't slander my innocence."

Han Yunpeng nodded: "Understood! When there are outsiders, I will be tight-lipped, and I will never say your strong taste preferences. Even the cold corpse of Liu Mocong at that time will be kissed!"

"Again, that's saving people!" Several black lines appeared on Su Chen's forehead.

Han Yunpeng replied: "Well, it's saving people! However, although Liu Mo Nong was rescued by you, he seemed to be seriously ill from the cold. I went to Hualou to listen to music in the afternoon. After You Langzhong's diagnosis and treatment, he was helpless, and felt that Liu Mo's condition had reached his lungs, coughing more and more, and his whole body was hot, and he might not be able to live for a few days... Such a beautiful woman, what a pity."

The sad face of the beautiful woman appeared in Su Chen's mind, his heart softened, and he immediately stood up and said, "Go, accompany me to Xiangyun Pavilion!"

(End of this chapter)