Chapter Eighty-Four: The Drama Collides
(The three more skills are released, and the cooldown time is in, and the cooldown time is unknown~)
Picture books need time to draw, time to engraving, time to publish, proofread, and ferment. Pen à fun à Pavilion www. ï―ï―ï―ï―ï―ï― ã As for the review of the book and the script, it also takes time, so the rumors are still spreading before the topic is brewing.
Although this kind of spread is not a scroll, and not many people criticize it, after all, this era is relatively tolerant, and moreover, Meng Yue is not at fault. But just as Meng Yue expected, there are always people who add drama to themselves when spreading rumors, and when they add up, the cat becomes a tiger, and the snake becomes a dragon.
This kind of cost-free entertainment, no matter what era, has a large audience.
Meng Yue had expectations, and she also had the idea of raising first and then suppressing, so she could bear it. But she was afraid that Master Meng would not be able to bear it, and with the recurrence of typhoid fever, Meng Yue was even more worried.
"You can still ask Uncle Meng to go to the riverside to live temporarily, and then return after the rumors in the city have passed, as for the errand of the Ministry of Industry, ......" and now the Ministry of Industry has become a black-eyed chicken in order to compete for the steam engine, which must be recorded in history, Wang Li knows that Master Meng really regards this as a lifelong hobby and career, the more so, the more inappropriate it is for Master Meng to return to the Ministry of Industry at this time.
Although it will inevitably delay some progress, it is better than spending it in battle.
Listening to Wang Li's careful analysis, Meng Yue also felt that this was more appropriate, but the riverside Beiye was too far away from Changpingli. Mr. Meng is typhoid fever again, the humidity by the river is too heavy, and the wind is also strong, which is not conducive to typhoid fever: "The wind and humidity on the river are heavy, or it is more suitable in the mountains, I will ask Mr., remember that Mr. also has a summer job in the mountains." â
Wang Li: Britney sometimes unconsciously pokes people's lung tubes.
However, now Wang Li already knows, with Meng Yue, it is best to speak directly, don't think that she can see and guess clearly, when she has something in her heart, she can't see it at all and can't guess it: "In the mountains near the left, there is a spraying iceberg garden, which was purchased by my father a few years ago, this season Huilan is blooming just right, the ground is right, and it is suitable for Uncle Meng to recuperate at this time." â
Mengyo: Oh, now I'm the one who has a boyfriend.
blinked his eyes and smiled flatteringly: "Well, I listened to Senior Brother Wang, and I will go to talk to my father later." â
Wang Li came to find Meng Yue today, mainly for the woman who threw the egg, after some interrogation in the Inspectorate, how could the woman keep her mouth shut, and spit out the person behind her in a few words. The answer is that Wang Li is a little ashamed of saying goodbye to Meng Yue, but no matter how ashamed he is, he still has to tell him. It's just that Meng Yoona asked him first, and then he first mentioned that Master Meng went to another industry to recuperate.
At this time, Meng Yue smiled flatteringly, but Wang Li was a little unable to speak, and sighed secretly, Wang Li did not go around the corner, and said bluntly: "I have interrogated the woman yesterday, and the intentions of the person behind it can be described as sinister, and throwing eggs is just an introduction." â
"I thought about this, who is behind that woman?" Meng Yue didn't have an answer no matter how she thought about it, she didn't have such a big enmity with anyone. She has always been kind to others, and she has always accepted the kindness of the vast majority of people in this world.
Since the time travel, Meng Yue has always believed that this world is harmless, at least for her, there will be no damage at all. So she was at ease, she was self-indulgent, and she was as relaxed as if she were on vacation. Therefore, she didn't care about scolding her, and she didn't care about the rumors, which never interrupted her good mood on vacation.
"Former Yi'an Hounu. â
Meng Yue: Suddenly I feel that Senior Brother Wang's face is full of peach blossoms!
Seeing Wang Li's embarrassment, Meng Yue didn't hold on, she didn't think there was anything to eat. It's just that the innocent lying gun, a little tired: "Isn't she already married?"
Although the Yi'an Hou Mansion has fallen, the female dependents of the Yi'an Hou Mansion have not suffered many crimes, they have lost their power, and they still have all the money, if they want to live a good life, they are not unable to live. It's just a person, I want to know that it has always been easy to take luxury from simplicity, and it is difficult to enter simplicity from luxury, if it is still in the boudoir, Meng Yue is not incomprehensible. But this is not already married, how can it not be done, aside from the door, there are few unmarried men in this era who marry and dip women.
"I don't want to give up. "Just unwilling to be a word, you can give birth to a lot of right and wrong, and it is far from the end. Fortunately, the woman was arrested and interrogated, otherwise, if he really took advantage of people's wishes, Meng Yue would no longer have a foothold in the capital.
"In people's hearts, it is true that they can grow gods and demons. Meng Yue sighed, she could understand the unwillingness in the heart of the Marquis of Yuan Yi'an, but understanding did not mean that she would understand, let alone that people would hit her in the face, she would just let people pass.
If someone offends me and wants me to spare others, how is it possible, don't even think about it. The saints have said that when you are inflicted on immorality by others, you should "repay your grievances with a straight voice."
This topic, it's better not to continue, the love and unwillingness of the original Yi'an Hounu, how embarrassing to say. Meng Yue thought about it, and from the table, she took the sketch she had drawn to Wang Li: "Senior brother, look at how I painted, the story can be roughly seen by now." â
With the pressure of Master Meng being sick in bed, Meng Yue drew a picture book, and it flew smoothly, and the story was almost over. Of course, Lu Chuying helped her polish, and occasionally helped her draw a few pictures, after all, they were masters and apprentices who met every day, and Lu Chuying wanted to imitate her style, and there was no reason why she couldn't imitate it.
Wang Li took the sketch, he had been busy with official business before, and took time to interrogate the woman, and this was the only time he saw the sketch. After opening it slightly, I flipped through a few sheets, and then I fell into a sluggishness, and even my eyes were straight and angular.
Mengyo: I knew it was a big impact.
"Senior brother, what would happen to you if you became a daughter?"
Wang Liyu glanced at her, didn't answer her, but was no longer stunned, and continued to look at it. When he turned to the end and could indeed see the ending, Wang Li pondered for a moment, put down the picture book, and said: "Although it is very narrow and very unserious at first glance, the story is well told, clear and clear, crisp and neat, and the more it reaches the end, the more thought-provoking it becomes." It's not too thin and tasteless, it's not too esoteric, and it's quite meaningful in the aftertaste, and it's a pretty good story. â
"It's a pity that writing Taizu must give Taizu a happy ending, otherwise he won't let it go. It's a shame, otherwise it would have been a story that would have made readers grit their teeth and send blades.
"Perfection is due, but no regrets can be left in the perfection of the way. â
Mengyo: Huh?
"For example?"
"Since Taizu can be transformed into a daughter, he can naturally also become Qiongying's biological mother, Mrs. Jinguo. â
Oooo
During the Taizu period, the princesses lived like the princesses of the Tang Dynasty, and even had to be free and unrestrained. Whoever they want to marry, there is no such thing as marriage and marriage, how to live happily. The widowed princess raised the first 3,000 faces, and let the imperial history write like snowflakes every day, and Taizu only sent a lot of gold and silver very considerately.
If you use this meme, there will be new and more conflicts, each of which can collide with the sparkle of drama.
#åĪŠįĨ: Liberal arts students are really annoying, they don't let people die quietly, and they curse you in circles#