After three or five days of preparation, Sun Siyuan finally began to print the book. The few soy sauce-making servants in the family were all pulled over to help.

The couple, called Jiang's eldest brother and sister-in-law, were both literate, and Sun Siyuan arranged for them to typeset. The other two, one named Zhang San and the other Li Si, were all people who were deprived of their original identities by the official family, and they were laborers since they were children, and they didn't know a few big characters, so Sun Siyuan asked them to be responsible for printing.

"Steward Zhuang, how about we print 300 copies of 'Flower Play' first?" Sun Siyuan asked the housekeeper with bad intentions.

The Flower Opera is a famous little yellow book in Xinxi Kingdom.

But who knew that the housekeeper Zhuang said very calmly: "If you think it's okay, let's print." "It's very uninteresting for Sun Siyuan, she still wants to tease Steward Zhuang.

Zhao Youqian on the side didn't say a word, but his mind turned quickly, he bought a book of Huajian Opera a few days ago, and hid it at home, and he didn't have time to watch it......

Printing the Flower Show is naturally a joke, she is counting on using movable type printing to make a fortune from the emperor, naturally it is impossible to be so nonsense, but if there is a chance in the future......

Throughout December, Sun Siyuan's whole family devoted themselves to printing books. By the end of the month, a full 3,000 sets of "Xinxi Babu" were bound.

Each set of eight parts and eight volumes of Xinxi, with a total of 200,000 words. This set of books was compiled by the imperial court with great effort, but for some reason, it has always been stored in the treasury and has never been passed on. Sun Siyuan wanted to make a big move, so she asked Steward Zhuang for help. The emperor knew about it, so he simply took out this set of Xinxi Babu and let her toss.

Looking at the new books stacked together, Sun Siyuan and the others looked at each other and smiled, but when they saw Brother Jiang smiling and laughing, he suddenly knelt on the ground, hugged his head and cried, and Sister-in-law Jiang also fell to the ground softly, covering her face with her hands and crying.

"This ......" Sun Siyuan was stunned, what is the situation? That's not how to cry with joy, right?

In the end, it was Steward Zhuang who solved Sun Siyuan's doubts, and he knew everything about the people bought by Zhao Youqian and his wife.

"I can't believe it, I can't believe it!" At dinner in the evening, Sun Siyuan and Zhao Youqian chatted about the Jiang family and their husband and wife.

"It turns out that the Xinxi Eight Divisions were compiled by Brother Jiang's father, but it's a pity that a good person, how can he collaborate with the enemy and commit treason?" Sun Siyuan has no regrets.

She herself has read the articles in Xinxi Babu, and she only thinks that every word is beautiful, mourning pears and cutting, and she also sighs that the author is quick and brilliant, and she can't imagine that such a talented person would actually do something like treason with the enemy.

According to the law, Brother Jiang and his wife are also subject to the death penalty, and Jiang's sister-in-law's father doted on his daughter all his life, and with the merits of his ancestors for several generations, plus his own official position, he exchanged the lives of his daughter and son-in-law, and returned to the field, but it was difficult for his daughter and son-in-law to avoid the fate of selling themselves into slavery.

I don't know if it's hatred or sorrow.

"I can't imagine that the two people who bought it have such an opportunity, alas, it's a pity. I heard that Brother Jiang was once a talented man in the capital. Sun Siyuan shook her head and took a piece of chicken wings.

No matter how sorry it is, it's just the past, the good and the bad are gone, as long as they keep to themselves, even if they are still slaves, they can also work together as husband and wife for a lifetime.

The most unsightly thing about Zhao Youqian is that Sun Siyuan praises other men, but think about the appearance of Brother Jiang, Zhao Youqian is not worried, Brother Jiang has gone through the vicissitudes of life, how can he still have a little celebrity son, that is, his life is more stable during this time, when he first bought it, isn't it the same as a forty-year-old uncle?

Sometimes, Yan Kong is a double-edged sword, at least, he can cut down most of the men in the world for Zhao Youqian.

Three thousand sets of Xinxi Babu and all the printing tools were dedicated to the emperor, and when Steward Zhuang left, Sun Siyuan repeatedly emphasized: Steward Zhuang, reward money, remember to reward money!

Steward Zhuang didn't come back that night, Sun Siyuan thought that Steward Zhuang had been handled by the emperor, and tremblingly hugged Zhao Youqian and repented all night: "Rich, am I too greedy, woo woo, I was wrong, you are clever at night, if someone comes to arrest us, I will take you away......"

Enjoying Sun Siyuan's initiative to give him a hug, Zhao Youqian didn't want to tell Sun Siyuan that Steward Zhuang had already told him that he would not come back at night.

The next day, Steward Zhuang brought a hundred catties of gold to Sun Siyuan, Sun Siyuan still remembered his cowardice the night before, and he didn't let go of the gold while holding it. He still muttered: "Good deal, next time I will return something good to the emperor and exchange it for money." ”

Isn't it, after a month of hard work, there is such a big return, it is simply a profitable business!

In the thirteenth month, Miao Han was about to get married, and the invitation was sent to the Zhao Mansion early in the morning, Sun Siyuan took a look, the thirteenth of the thirteenth, well, a good day!

There is no need to pay a gift money for the appointment, but since she was invited to watch the ceremony, she couldn't go empty-handed, so Sun Siyuan thought about it, thought about it, and finally came up with a good idea.

Marne is good at football play, so he gave him a delicate football, Miao hangs his big chest, and likes Marne, it is simply a costume version of the "football baby", so give her a football baby suit......

The football thing is done by Zhao Youqian's contact, Xinxi people are not good at football plays, there are very few places to make balls, and if you want a good one, you need to order it.

As for the suit...... Sun Siyuan contacted the master of Phoenix Pavilion early in the morning and explained the style of the clothes. Rao is master has been making women's clothes for decades, and he was also stunned by Sun Siyuan's large scale.

There are still a few days left before Miu hangs to get married, and Marnet's family is still on their way. After nothing happened, Sun Siyuan took Miao to dry and accompanied her to see a gynecologist.

The gynecologist was in an alley on North Street, and there was a sign at the door of the store, which was dilapidated and faded, and a word "woman" was faintly seen.

Who knows, unintentionally inserted willows into the shade, he actually learned something in gynecology, and now, he has become the most famous gynecology doctor in the capital. The signboard was given by the Queen Mother.

When I entered the shop, there were two or three women in the queue, and the doctor had a beard, looked to be about fifty years old, and he was very quick to diagnose and treat, and he was very coherent with him, but in a quarter of an hour, he diagnosed the disease and prescribed good medicine to the first few people.

After the previous one left, Sun Siyuan sat down in front of the doctor, the doctor looked at Sun Siyuan, nodded, shook his head again, did not ask questions, did not speak, reached out to pinch Sun Siyuan's mouth, although Sun Siyuan was puzzled, he still opened his mouth in cooperation.

After looking at it for a while, the doctor still shook his head and pointed to Sun Siyuan's arm. Sun Siyuan stretched out his arm and rested on the skid, and the doctor raised two fingers and landed on Sun Siyuan's wrist and closed his eyes.

The doctor didn't say anything for a long time, and Sun Siyuan was anxious: If you don't say a word, what are you teasing me? Do you know what I'm here for?

After a long time, the doctor opened his eyes: girl, you are infertile!