After Lu Chuying and Meng Yue entered Guangyangdi, they went directly to find her sister-in-law Sun Yu, Lu Bing was at home, and Lu Chuying and Meng Yue collided. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Aunt and Amon are here. Lu Bing thought that Lu Chuying was going back to her parents' house to play, and happily stepped forward.

"Ah Bing, where is your mother?"

Lu Bing said: "My mother should be taking a walk in the garden, she just had breakfast." ”

Lu Chuying looked for her sister-in-law for nothing else, her sister-in-law Sun Yu's sister Sun Jin married Yuan Lingzhao, and when she looked for Sun Yu, she went into the house to inform Sun Yu of the scene. Sun Yu and his sister have a very deep relationship, where can they sit still when they hear this news, they will go back to their parents' house, if something happens to Yuan Lingzhao, Sun Jin will return to her parents' house as soon as possible.

"A-Ying is staying at home, if something really happens, my mother's house will definitely be in chaos. Ah Bing won't go, follow your aunt, if there is any news later, I will come back as a person...... No, you should go back to Changping. If Yuan Lingzhao has something to do, and Master Meng has nothing to do, presumably Director Meng will go back to Changpingli. Ah Ying also brought Ah Bing with her, she was the only little girl in the family, I was not at ease. There will be news later, I will send someone to Changpingli, you don't have to worry. Sun Yu settled everyone down while talking, and did not set the carriage, but directly turned over and got on the horse, and rushed to his mother's house.

Lu Chuying thought about it, but still brought everyone back to Changpingli, and when the three of them arrived in Changpingli, Changpingli was still as clean as before. It's just that people are nervous in their hearts, so they see that whatever scenery is sad and tight, and Meng Yue looks at everything like a tense yin energy.

"Sir, if my father ......" Meng Yue felt scared when he thought about it, if something happened to Master Meng, it would definitely be her responsibility, if she didn't dress to become Meng Yue, Master Meng would not have this series of changes.

"It's useless to think about anything now, just wait for news, at the latest at lunchtime. Lu Chuying was actually nervous in her heart, without him, her own family, whether it was her mother-in-law's family, her apprentice's family, and Ye Fu'an's family were not in the same camp.

After arriving at Qingyuan, the maid brought tea, and none of the three of them had the heart to take a sip, so nervous that they didn't even feel dry at all. Lu Chuying is worried about everyone, Lu Bing and Meng Yue are worried about their father, and Meng Yue's worry is mixed with panic and self-blame.

She couldn't help but wonder if there wouldn't be so many things if she hadn't crossed over. Is it that "Meng Yue" will still be in the countryside, get married and have children in peace, and Master Meng will naturally be able to live a peaceful and stable life, without suffering any crimes or difficulties.

"What should I do?" Meng asked herself over and over again in her heart, but she had no answer.

At this time, she couldn't help but think of the groove that she spit out for Taizu - nothing, what use do you want. Yes, she doesn't know anything, what can she send......

"I can draw. Although she has never changed her meal, and she may not be able to become famous and start a family, at least in terms of public opinion, she can help a little. Even if it is art history, it is also history, and Meng Yue, as a student of history, naturally knows that all historical changes are basically run in little by little in contradictions and conflicts. This run-in period is full of blood, and may even be full of smoke.

So, the question is, what kind of subject matter can resolve this contradiction and conflict. Hmm, let's not talk about resolution, let's talk about mitigation first, what kind of content, what kind of story, what kind of plot can be a buffer?

"Five hundred years later!"

No, no, no, it's better for her to write a real "autobiographical story" for the traverser Taizu. From hundreds of years later to the end of the Yuan Dynasty, he became the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty in a bloody storm, and devoted his life to making the country stand among the great powers, eliminating all the hidden dangers that could be pressed to the ground and beaten to death by the powers.

"Sir, I have used a copy of the "Deep Boudoir Order" to relieve my predicament of the population, can we also use a book to alleviate the current crisis?"

Lu Chuying is not a traverser, nor is she born with a big brain like Meng Yue, she thought about it for a while, and she couldn't imagine what kind of book could alleviate the crisis: "For example?"

Meng Yue said a little, but before she could say much, Lu Chuying and Lu Bing had already begun to fall into a stupor, and when she almost finished her idea, Lu Chuying and Lu Bing were so shocked that they didn't even have any ideas, and they couldn't speak, so they could only stare at Meng Yue.

"Why, isn't that okay?"

Lu Bing shook his head violently: "Okay, okay, completely, Ah Meng, you can make up stories, "Boudoir Order" is very good, this story must be better." ”

"Sir, will it be useful?"

"Maybe there is, maybe not, but for this maybe, we should also give it a try. Lu Chuying asked Meng Yue to write out the outline quickly, and Lu Chuying helped Meng Yue a little bit in "Boudoir Order", if they draw together, it will definitely be more convenient.

Lu Bing: "Why don't you just write the story?"

The literacy rate of the Ming Dynasty cannot be said to be 100 percent, 90 percent is there, and it is still difficult to take care of remote places, after all, the territory at this time is larger than any country in ancient times, even for Meng Yue, it is the same.

But why not just write it out, this one is still easy to answer: "I can only draw." ”

Writing an 800-word essay can kill you, let alone a novel of more than 100,000 or 200,000 words.

Lu Chuying: "I can't write a story, and Qilang's writing is mediocre." ”

Lu Bing: "Then let's still paint, I'm okay to make up a few sentences to write a five-word poem, but it's also difficult for me to write a novel." ”

"Anyway, let's draw first. ”

As he painted, Lu Bing twisted his face and asked Meng Yue: "Don't you even need to make a draft, as if you have really seen such a world." ”

Mengyo: Because I've seen it.

"I'm idle and I love to think about what it will be like in 500 years, what it will be like in 5,000 years, what it will be like in 50,000 years. This is true, Meng Yue has exhibited such an imagination in modern times, and perhaps human beings will naturally have all kinds of fantasies about the time they cannot reach.

Lu Chuying glanced at Meng Yue's painting that had not yet been fully formed, and was about to open her mouth to point out an inappropriate place, when the servant woman hurriedly ran over: "Madam, there is a letter from Guangyangdi, saying that Academician Yuan has been taken, and Meng is in charge...... also failed to escape, and was taken away by Dali Temple. ”

When Meng Yue heard this, his whole person froze, his mind was in chaos, and he asked in disbelief: "What did you say, what's wrong with my father?"

Without waiting for the servant woman to reply, Meng Yue sat on the chair and couldn't come to his senses in a daze.

After a while, the servant woman estimated that Meng Yue could listen to what she said, and then replied: "It was said that I was not going to take Meng as the master, but only took Academician Yuan to Dali Temple, and the Meng master was a disaster for the villain." ”

It turns out that only immersing oneself in research will also cause trouble.

Small theater

Meng Yue: Whose pot is this?

Taizu took the initiative to stand up and put the pot on top: My pot, my pot, I should have taken any road if I knew it, so that the later traversers had no way out.

Meng Yue: I hate this kind of work the most, so I just started and left it alone.

Taizu: I hate this kind of person who doesn't know anything and wants to do anything!