A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

Zhao Zongjiang had never run so fast before. He caught up with his son all the way, handed him the baggage, and then gasped: "You are just in a moment of anger. Don't wrong yourself if you go. What's wrong with you when you go home?" ,ah!"

Zhao Zongjiang sniffed, "Don't worry, dad, my child will definitely become a pillar in the future."

"Okay, my son is a pillar." Zhao Zongjiang felt a little dizzy. He smiled and said, "Just think of it as going out to play for a while."

"Yes." Zhao Zongjiang saluted and then strode away.

Zhao Zongjiang staggered into the Prince's Mansion. After walking a few steps, he looked up at the sky.

The sky is blue, and the sun shines brightly with thousands of beams of light.

"Dalangjun...Dalangjun fainted."

"No future!" Zhao Yunliang stamped his feet in the quiet room and finally walked out.

The doctor came quickly, and after a diagnosis he hesitated to speak.

Zhao Yunliang shook the whisk and said, "Speak!"

Lang Jun said: "Prince, Dalang Jun is... hungry."

Zhao Yunliang looked at him, and the doctor felt his spine heat up, but he still maintained his integrity as a doctor, "A villain dare not speak nonsense."

"Go ahead."

After the doctor left, Zhao Zongjiang woke up not long after.

"water!"

He felt extremely weak.

A servant helped him sit up and drink water.

Zhao Zongjiang drank a few large glasses of water greedily, and then said with satisfaction: "I'm full."

"Daddy."

Zhao Yunliang was at the door, whisking his whisk frequently.

"As I tell you, today... everyone in the house will eat meat."

The county prince's palace immediately boiled.

The people of Bianliang felt that eating meat in the county prince's palace was very rare, but Zhao Yunliang fell ill.

"I...I'm just worried about Zhong Kuang."

He lay on the bed, furious, "New Deal, whether it succeeds or fails, it is the important ministers in the court who make the decision. Our family is an idle clan with little power. Zhong Kuang gets involved now. Is it a blessing or a curse?" ?”

Zhao Zongjiang sat on the edge and said, "Dad, don't think so much."

"There are so many people in this house, what can I do if I don't think too much?" Zhao Yunliang said angrily: "The new party and the old party are now confronting each other, and both sides are looking for helpers. It seems that the officials and Shen An want the people to become helper.

But what about the clan? If the clan is united, that would be great. As a father, I guess there are very few people who want to find someone from the clan to speak for them. But this is a taboo, do you understand?

Officials will be wary of people who jump out. Therefore, my father drove Zhong Kuang out, which seemed cruel, but in this way, both sides were fine. Even if Zhong Kuang is impeached, he is just one person. When the time comes, my father will go out and ask the officials..."

He smiled when he said this, "My father seems to be practicing Taoism these years, but in fact he is begging for mercy. The officials know this very well, so even if Zhong Kuang makes a mistake, he has to give his father face.

Zhong Kuang is young and not an old and cunning person like Zhao Yunbi, so the officials will naturally not dig into it. This is my plan. "

…

Zhao Zhongkuang stayed at a classmate's house for one night, and the next day he went to the city to look for a few schools. Not to mention, one of them really lacked a teacher.

Zhao Zhongkuang was born in a county prince's palace, and with his hard work in the academy, teaching students was no problem.

At this moment, news came from outside.

"What kind of punctuation marks are used as intervals in the books published by Shen An?"

Han Qi thought it was normal, "Shen An said that scholar-bureaucrats are all poor, and one of the reasons is this. He always felt that he could read and hyphen, so he deliberately left no partitions to show his pride."

Zeng Gongliang smiled bitterly and said: "There is a lot of yelling and swearing outside, and everyone says Shen An is a beast."

Bao Zheng said disdainfully: "Those people only have themselves in their eyes, and they are beasts."

"I'm afraid that Shen An will come up with something else, which will make the officials uneasy."

Han Qi is really worried about this, and Zhao Shu is also worried.

"Does he think my life is too easy? So he made a big noise."

Gao Taotao was flipping through the books in the bookstore, "The handwriting is dull, but I can read it."

"Punctuation...this is good, clear at a glance."

In many cases, women know how to adapt better than men and know how to keep pace with the times.

So Zhao Shu's anger gradually dissipated.

"Go and ask him, what is he trying to do? If it happens again, I will let him go to the southwest, so that I can live in peace."

Chen Zhongheng took the order and left. He first went to his room to bring a few bottles of good things that the people below were filial to, and then hurried to his residence outside the palace.

Since disbanding the caravan, Yan Yue likes to sit in the yard and bask in the sun. She always said that the northwest wind was too strong, but the wind in Bianliang was very soft and comfortable.

"Yan Yue, what do you think he brought?"

Chen Zhongheng happily handed over several bottles of stuff.

Yan Yue took it and took a look, "This is the best powder, from the palace?"

"Yes." Chen Zhongheng said hurriedly: "Just use it. Also, someone has a day off tomorrow... let's go!"

He left in a hurry. Yan Yue looked at the bottles and laughed.

The smile is peaceful, just like this weather.

Chen Zhongheng arrived at the Shen family all the way and was the first to ask, "What stupid thing did you do to make the officials angry?"

"No ah!"

Shen An thought about it for a moment, "Is it a punctuation point? But there is nothing wrong with that thing. The officials should support it."

As he spoke, he spoke in Bianliang dialect and Southwest dialect. Chen Zhongheng looked confused.

"Those people like to show off their literacy, that's all."

"I understand, but if you do this this time, there will be a lot of shouting and scolding outside, and the officials will be annoyed. Let me tell you, don't do it. If you do it again, you will go to the southwest to farm."

"The mountains and rivers in the southwest are so beautiful!" Shen An truly misses the southwest.

Chen Zhongheng didn't take it to heart and asked, "Is there any new women's product from Anxiang?"

Chen Zhongheng, whose old house was on fire, looked happy.

"Yes, you go by yourself. Wang Tiande knows you and will naturally give you the best."

"Then let's go. You...have been more peaceful lately."

"I know, I've been hatching eggs at home recently."

Shen An really started to become quiet when she stayed at home, and Zhao Shu was very happy about this.

In the study, Shen An was writing, and Zhao Wuwu, who was cleaning next to him, was standing behind him.

"ah!"

When he saw the latest title, Zhao Wuwu exclaimed and ran away.

"There's something wrong!"

Shen An was startled, and then continued to work hard.

"elder brother!"

Guoguo is shouting outside.

"No time!"

Shen An continued to immerse himself in writing.

"Daddy!"

"No time!"

Shen An vowed to keep updating this time.

But that night, the fourth day he slept alone in the study, Yang Zhuoxue came with a bowl of soup.

"Guard, remember not to stay up late!"

Yang Zhuoxue smiled very gently.

"Don't worry." Shen An drank the soup and felt more energetic.

Yang Zhuoxue left, and Shen An continued writing.

After more than half an hour, he raised his head and asked, "Why is it so hot?"

After another quarter of an hour, he stood up and said in confusion: "Why is it still so hot?"

He walked around the room a few times, then tensed his chest and asked uncomfortably, "What does this mean?"

Immediately, some shameful changes occurred in his body, which gradually made Shen An feel like that.

He glanced at the stack of manuscripts on the table, thinking that they would be handed in tomorrow, and couldn't help but said in pain: "This time I will be told that the manuscript will be discontinued again."

Just break it off. Shen An, who was full of anger, returned to the backyard. Yang Zhuoxue was sitting on the edge of the bed. He raised his head when he heard the sound and looked extremely charming.

Knock down, the skilled one...

After a lot of trouble, it was the next morning when I woke up again.

"Brother, get up."

Guoguo is still full of energy.

But her brother is currently punishing his wife.

"The bowl of soup last night was good."

Yang Zhuoxue gasped: "I don't know what you are talking about!"

"I don't know?" Shen An said with a smile: "The stuff in the soup...where did you get the recipe? Are you afraid of bleeding the seven orifices you gave me to my husband?"

Yang Zhuoxue just shook his head. Shen An struggled a lot, and finally lay down and gasped, "Only Chen Luo has this kind of medicine at home. You must have gotten it from Ermei... What a cruel woman, now it's time to stop."

Yang Zhuoxue covered her head with a quilt, "You have been in the study for several days, and I thought you were disgusted..."

When you are an old couple, the sense of familiarity will gradually dissipate the passion, and many couples are not even willing to sleep in the same bed.

Shen An was getting dressed. Hearing this, he turned around and said, "I like familiar things."

Although new things are exciting, you still have to spend your days with familiar people.

Shen An went to the study room and revised the manuscript again. It was noon.

"Take it to the bookstore and ask them to print it as soon as possible. Remember, watch the manuscript carefully so that it doesn't get copied."

Chen Luo patted his chest to express that the manuscript was alive but the man was dead.

"Just run."

Chen Luo was a little confused by Shen An's order, but he could only execute it.

He didn't know that Ermei gave some of the medicines he had collected to Yang Zhuoxue, causing Shen An to turn into a wolf last night and almost die.

The old craftsman who got the manuscript took a look at the content and exclaimed: "Isn't this the Story of the Stone?"

Chen Luo said: "The Story of the Stone was written by Lang Jun. You have to print it out soon."

The craftsmen gathered around to take a look, and the old craftsman cursed: "Get out of here! Hurry and get the copper plates, put those aside first, and get the Monkey King's Stone Notes first. This book... I don't know how many people in Bianliang are waiting for it." Let’s look at the back! This time there are more than ten chapters printed together, so it’s guaranteed to be a good business.”

A group of craftsmen worked hard and produced a sample book in three days.

Shen An got the sample book and was delighted when he saw it, "It's printed with movable type and has punctuation marks. I'm just waiting to see if you want to buy it!"

Yang Zhuoxue was reading the manuscript. When she saw that the last chapter was about Yingchun preparing to marry Sun Shaozu, she couldn't help but get angry: "Is Sun Shaozu really capable of marrying? Poor Yingchun."

Immediately, The Story of the Stone went on sale.

Bianliang was shocked.

This form of expression in novels is not the first of its kind, but The Story of the Stone is captivating with its all-encompassing content, description of family, country and world, and the joys, sorrows and joys of countless characters shining through it, making people obsessed with it.

This book is still an old rule.

"Five cents!"

Damn price!

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hipster!

A very boring group of people.

They are the most ardent fans of The Story of the Stone.

But most of these people are powerful scholar-bureaucrats, and their women...

These talents will oppose the official rewards for Bi Sheng's descendants. How can they buy books now? Isn't that a slap in the face?

So outside the bookstore, a servant from one house met a servant from another house, and the two lowered their heads and talked.

"Who did you buy it for?"

"My husband!"

"Isn't your husband disdainful of Shen An?"

"What about you? Who are you for?"

"X...X is the wife of the family."

"hey-hey!"

The two servants smiled at each other, and one of them said: "Really... what is that called? Take off your pants..."

"I dare not say."

The two squeezed in, then each bought a few movable-type versions of The Story of the Stone and ran away.

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