I became famous for writing ridiculous stories in ancient times

Fu Wenyu felt that someone must be trying to harm him.

The other party first found Sun Xiucai, who had a grudge against him, and asked him to propose this "bet", and then arranged for the two of them to write a love theme that Sun Xiucai was good at but he did not show his strength.

If Liu Juren was not there, Sun Xiucai could write his best "Talented Scholar and Beautiful Woman", thereby increasing his chances of winning. If Sun Xiucai won, then he would lose.

Of course, there may be no third person, and Sun Xiucai was simply unwilling to accept it.

As for Xie Juren, who wrote the theme of "Only Envy Mandarin Ducks, Not Immortals", Fu Wenyu felt that given the other party's status, he should not be the one who deliberately targeted him, and this topic was just a matter of convenience. After all, if one of the only three Juren in Liuzhou City wanted to deal with him, there must be a better way.

But I guess they will be disappointed.

As long as he wins the bet, all the conspiracies and tricks will backfire on the other party. So he only needs to ensure that he can win, and he doesn't have to do anything else.

As for how to win...

Fu Wenyu has not forgotten that his famous work in his previous life was a love novel that combined elements such as real and fake daughters, substitute lovers, jumping off cliffs, amnesia, running away with the baby while pregnant, chasing his wife to the crematorium, etc.

So not writing it does not mean that he can't do it!

So after returning home, Fu Wenyu spread out the paper and began to conceive.

He hasn't written a storybook for half a year.

After writing "The Story of Zhenniang", Fu Wenyu was first busy rehearsing, then busy forming a troupe, and then it was time for the storybook of "The Story of Zhenniang" to be sold. After the storybook was sold out, he stayed at home to read.

Perhaps because he had enough rest, his literary ideas flowed like a spring this time, and he quickly figured out what to write. The theme of "Only envying mandarin ducks, not immortals" is obviously about love.

Therefore, the protagonist this time is a woman.

And the name of the new storybook is "Give you five thousand taels, leave my son", which is very simple and easy to understand, and everyone can understand it.

Bai Mei is the daughter of a squire.

Her deceased father was a scholar, and her mother, though weak and sickly, was also a well-educated lady, so the two taught their only daughter Baimei to become a talented woman who was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

One day, Baimei found a seriously injured and dying young man on the roadside while returning from burning incense with her maid and the driver.

"Auntie, there is a man here!"

The maid turned pale with fear.

Baimei was also startled and asked the driver to go down to see what was going on.

The driver came back soon and said solemnly: "Miss, the man's head was smashed and blood was all over the ground. If he can't get treatment, he may not live for more than an hour."

Baimei was shocked, "What, what, what should I do?"

The driver was also in a dilemma, and hesitantly said: "Miss, you have to make a decision." He meant to save or not save, as the master, Baimei had to come up with a rule.

Bai Mei also understood the urgency of the situation, gritted her teeth and said, "Save!"

The maid was shocked, "Miss!"

Although Bai Mei was also frightened and her face turned pale, she still said firmly, "The Bodhisattva said, 'Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda.' This time I went to burn incense to pray for my mother and make her condition better."

"If you don't save her, the Bodhisattva will definitely blame you."

"Will my mother's illness never be cured?"

The maid and the coachman thought about it and realized that this was the truth, so they moved the man onto the carriage.

After returning to the Bai family, Bai Mei asked someone to invite a doctor for the man, and assigned a smart servant to take care of him carefully. After a few days, she heard the servant report that the other party had turned from danger to safety, and she immediately said, 'That's great.' Then she ordered the man to recuperate at the Bai family and let him leave after his injuries improved.

The man was the male protagonist Tian Yuhong.

On his way to Beijing to take the exam, he was not only robbed of his luggage by the gangsters, but also had his head smashed.

Fortunately, he was not destined to die, and met Bai Mei who was coming back from burning incense. But unfortunately, after waking up with great difficulty, he lost his memory and forgot his last name and surname.

"I, who am I?"

"Where is this? Who are you?"

The servant who took care of him touched his head in confusion, "Sir, this is the Bai family. Our girl saw you lying on the roadside covered in blood on the way back from burning incense, so she brought you back."

"The doctor said you were seriously injured and need to be well taken care of."

"Do you really not remember who you are?"

Tian Yuhong thought about it carefully, then covered his head with a headache, sweating, "I, who am I? I, I seem to be surnamed Tian, ​​and I don't remember anything else..."

The man who was rescued actually lost his memory!

After reporting the news to Bai Mei, she frowned slightly, "How could this happen? Hurry up and find another doctor to see him, and then ask outside to see if anyone is missing."

Because Tian Yuhong is a foreigner, he just passed by the local area on his way to the exam, and his bag that can prove his identity was also lost, so the servants of the Bai family asked around, but did not find anyone missing in the surrounding area.

The doctor who was invited said that the reason why Tian Yuhong lost his memory was because he was hit on the head, so there was blood stasis in his head. When the blood stasis dissipates, he will be able to recover his memory. So the best plan now is to take good care of himself, don't get hurt again, and don't think about the past hard to avoid being stimulated.

So Tian Yuhong stayed in the Bai family.

Of course, he didn't live in vain.

Because when his injury improved and he was able to get out of bed, everyone discovered that he was quite talented. Not only can he recite poems and write poems at any time, he can also write well, and he is also very good at arithmetic and articles.

He is no ordinary person.

It happened that the accounting clerk of the Bai family at this time specifically asked Bai Mei and her daughter to resign because of their old age, so after discussion between the two parties, Tian Yuhong was hired as the accounting clerk, and everyone also called him "Mr. Tian".

The Bai family is a simple family. The owner is only Bai Mei, mother and daughter, and there are only seven or eight servants. There is not much to do, so Tian Yuhong's life in the Bai family can be called leisurely.

Although he was eager to retrieve his memory and wanted to know who he was, where he came from, where he was going, what he was going to do, and who else was in his family, he still had a splitting headache every time he thought about it. So over time, he followed the doctor's instructions and calmed down, waiting until the day when the congestion in his brain cleared up.

So the days passed like this.

On this day, Tian Yuhong had nothing to do, so he went to hang out in the garden.

Then he discovered a secluded place in the garden. There was a woman crying quietly. She seemed to have a lot of depression in her heart, but she was hiding deliberately, not wanting to be discovered.

Tian Yuhong hesitated for a moment, but did not step forward despite the defense between men and women. He just stood where he could hear the woman's voice to prevent her from having any accidents.

There was the first time, and soon there was the second time.

Three times later, Tian Yuhong listened to the woman's intermittent crying and realized that the other woman's mother was seriously ill. Although she stayed by the bedside day and night, she was still worried. She was so depressed that she didn't dare to show it in front of her mother, so she had to come to the garden to cry when no one was around, and then comfort herself.

"It will be fine."

"My mother has accumulated good deeds throughout her life, and the Bodhisattva will definitely protect her."

"If my mother can survive this difficulty, I am willing to be a vegetarian for the rest of my life and offer incense to the Bodhisattva every day. I ask the Bodhisattva to show great mercy and save her. I am willing to shorten my life by ten years, no, twenty years!"

"May the Bodhisattva bless you..."

Hearing such words, Tian Yuhong felt soft in his heart, and felt a little pity for the unmasked woman. In his opinion, such a filial woman must be kind-hearted and a good girl.

Then one day, when he came to the garden as usual, he never heard the woman's voice again.

Tian Yuhong felt disappointed.

From then on, he developed the habit of going to the garden frequently.

Soon, things took a turn for the better.

That day, Tian Yuhong went to the garden at that time as usual, and then heard that clear voice like an oriole said happily: "Blessed by Bodhisattva, my mother is really getting better!"

"Bai Mei, a faithful woman, is grateful to the Bodhisattva for his great kindness in this life."

Bai Mei, is she the benefactor Bai Mei?

Tian Yuhong was shocked and accidentally touched the flowers and trees next to him, making some noise.

Then soon there was a voice in front, and a maid poked her head out and asked seriously: "Who is it?"

Tian Yuhong arranged his clothes nervously, and then walked forward two steps: "The young man's surname is Tian, ​​and he is the accountant at home. I accidentally disturbed the girl. I hope she will take care of herself."

His surname is Tian, ​​and he is still the accountant of his family.

The master and servant Baimei walked out from behind a certain big tree and quickly remembered it. The maid retorted quickly: "Oh, it turns out it's you. The girl saved your life. Later I heard that you lost your memory." , I don’t even remember who I am.”

Bai Mei frowned slightly and said to the maid, "Taoxiang, please don't be rude."

She looked up at Tian Yuhong, imagining him explaining something, saying that Taoxiang didn't mention his amnesia on purpose, but she saw him looking at her blankly, with an even more absent-minded expression on his face.

"...Mr. Tian?"

At this time, Tian Yuhong felt that flowers were blooming in front of him.

The girl opposite was wearing a pink dress, with smart and cunning eyes. The smile on her face became extremely bright due to the improvement of her mother's condition, and it pierced straight into Tian Yuhong's heart. There were no complicated jewelry on her head, and no makeup on her face, but Tian Yuhong felt that she was more beautiful than the blooming peach tree behind her.

Plop, plop, plop...

He heard his rapid heartbeat.

Compared with Tian Yuhong who was stunned, Bai Mei was no different.

At this time, all her thoughts were focused on her sick mother. When she saw Tian Yuhong, she just felt that it was great that Tian Yuhong was safe. The Bodhisattva must have felt her sincerity.

As for Tian Yuhong's absent-minded expression, she simply interpreted it as that the other person's head had not completely recovered, so she secretly reminded herself in her heart that she had to ask the housekeeper to find a doctor on time to take a look at this 'Mr. Tian', so that he could get better soon. recover.

She didn't know that after she left with her maid, Tian Yuhong stood there for a long time. Not only that, he also made a rare miscalculation in the afternoon. When he returned to the house at night, he was tossing and turning, unable to sleep for a long time.

This is how the beginning of the Newspeak book ends.

This is a typical plot of "savior", "amnesia", "love at first sight" and "talented man and beautiful lady". Of course, these are not enough. Fu Wenyu will continue to add factors that readers will like to see in the future.

As for what to add, Fu Wenyu has already thought about it.

He continued writing.