Jiangnan is full of rain and smoke. The girl's tenderness is deep in tears, and the scene is still the same when spring goes to winter. There is only Xiujiangnan.

The picturesque scenery of the water town was shrouded in a smoke and rain, but at this time, Su Chen was fleeing, holding an oil-paper umbrella, not having the leisure to admire, and hurriedly returned to the mansion, the legs and skirts of his robe were wet by the rain.

Just now in Hanfu, he can be regarded as having seen what it means to be a great writer who is well-known in the literary world. All kinds of splendid articles of the ancients of the previous dynasties, which are valuable, have been included in the "Anthology" and "Quantang Wen", etc., Han Xizai can casually recite some important passages and sources, which is not something that ordinary readers can do.

Su Chen memorized a few popular Tang poems and Song lyrics, but he really hadn't read so many articles of the ancients, let alone memorized and understood them thoroughly.

"It's not so easy to go back to ancient times and pretend to be a genius!" Su Chen smiled bitterly, and decided in his heart that he couldn't go out to slap his face in the future, it was easy to be really slapped in the face!

In the future, I will go to the Han Mansion if I have nothing to do, this old man has nothing to do, he always likes to pull himself to talk about state affairs and articles, which are not topics that he is interested in, why don't he pull himself to talk about Fengyue and singing and dancing, just like Han Xizai's night banquet!

In the afternoon, the rain did not stop, and Su Chen had nothing to do, sitting in the study and starting to write a book, tomorrow is the day to deliver the manuscript to Zhang Dachuan, and if you don't rush it, you will have to break the change.

It's easy to be scolded for writing novels in later generations! In this Tang and Song dynasties, if the book is judged, it is estimated that Zhang Dachuan will not only be scolded, but also may be beaten by the yamen!

An hour passed, dusk came, and Su Zhai began to hold the lamp.

At this time, a fat figure came to Su Mansion again, and came to look for Su Chen.

"Brother Su, what are you busy with?" Han Yunpeng smiled and walked into Su Chen's study.

Su Chen raised his head and greeted with a smile: "Oh, Han Gongzi is here." ”

Han Yunpeng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Su, don't call me Han Gongzi, just call me Yunpeng, my brothers call me that!" ”

Su Chen shook his head and said: "Then how can you do it, you are the son of the Yanai in the Shilang Mansion, and you are just a cloth cloth white ding!" ”

Han Yunpeng said disapprenosingly: "What's the matter, my father has already been dismissed, not to mention that he is in his sixties, how many more years can he live?" I can't do the imperial examination in my studies, and I don't want to join the army, and I won't have my father to protect me in the future, and I am also a white ding. ”

Unexpectedly, he didn't have to be foolish to the end, and there were some self-aware. It's just that Han Yunpeng is a little pampered, he can't endure hardships in reading, and he is not that material, and he can't join the army, so he can't do it, so he can only hang around.

If Han Xizai pleaded with His Majesty after his reinstatement to give his youngest son an extra shelter place, it is also possible, the key is that he is not very old now, he has not yet been determined, and his career is so dangerous, Han Xizai does not want his old son Han Yunpeng to step into this quagmire.

Han Yunpeng approached the table and asked, "What are you writing?" ”

"The book of historical legends!"

"Script?" Han Yunpeng leaned over to the table and stood beside Su Chen, his eyes watching him concentrate on writing the story.

"Qin Qiong, Cheng Biting Jin, Jia Jialou is righteous? Isn't this the commentary on the romance of the Sui and Tang dynasties that has become popular recently in Runzhou City? ”

"That's right, this is it!" Su Chen said very blandly.

Han Yunpeng was quite surprised: "This story, you wrote it?" My God, when my little brother heard about it that day, he thought it was very enjoyable, and he also gave a lot of reward money to the storyteller, and he always wanted to listen to the content behind, but he didn't expect it to be written by Brother Su! ”

Su Chen smiled: "It's okay to be idle, earn some pen fees." Besides, the last time I went to the Fengyue Building of the Fan family, I listened to a book, the old story of talented and beautiful women, there is nothing new, so I plan to write a few stories by myself, which can also enrich the spiritual world of the people in Runzhou City. ”

Han Yunpeng said: "Brother Su, you are too talented!" In the future, I can come over in advance to watch the plot, and then go to Fengyue Tower to listen to the book,

Su Chen was stunned and said, "It's all spoilers, what do you mean?" ”

Han Yunpeng said with a smile: "Confirm each other, compare it, it will sound more enjoyable!" No one around the restaurant knows where the plot is going, only I know it in advance, and I have a sense of foresight! ”

"Whatever you want!" Su Chen didn't care about this.

Han Yunpeng suddenly said: "Brother Su, we can print your story!" ”

Su Chen asked suspiciously: "Printed into a novel?" ”

Han Yun nodded and said, "Yes! In addition to rice paper, now some linen paper is cheap, it is not expensive, some Runzhou powerful children, although they don't like to read, but look at this kind of legendary story, or willing to spend money to buy, we have a bookstore in the Han family, but the printed data, sales are limited, are about to go out of business, just I can come over, we can use it to print and sell. ”

"You're going to do business?" Su Chen asked puzzled.

Han Yunpeng shook his head and said: "I'm not very interested in other businesses, and my third brother may not give me other shops to let me take care of them, so I can't trust them for the time being." But I like storytelling, if we print a novel, we can not only make money but also find it fun! ”

Su Chen thought about it and felt that the matter of printing books could also be done, after all, he studied Chinese and read a lot of ancient novels and Yuan miscellaneous drama stories, which was just right to write out to pass the time and maintain a hobby.

Otherwise, in this day and age, entertainment is too poor and you need to have fun yourself.

However, in the five dynasties period of the late Tang Dynasty and early Song Dynasty, although the price of paper was reduced, the printing technology did not seem to have been improved, and the cost of finding craftsmen to manufacture engraving plates was not low.

Han Yunpeng was a little excited, scratched his ears and cheeks and asked, "How about it, Brother Su, let's print the book together, and when the book is popular, we will have the money to go to the flower building and drink the flower wine." ”

Su Chen corrected him and said: "I make money, but I don't want to go to Hualou to drink flower wine, please don't slander my innocence." ”

Han Yunpeng nodded: "Understood!" When there are outsiders, I must be tight-lipped, never say anything about your heavy taste preferences, and even kiss Liu Monong's cold corpse at that time! ”

"Again, that's a save!" A few black lines appeared on Su Chen's forehead.

Han Yunpeng replied: "Okay, it's to save people!" However, although Liu Monong was rescued by you, but it seems that the wind cold is seriously ill, I went to Hualou to listen to music in the afternoon, many Hualou streets and alleys are boiling, saying that after Langzhong's diagnosis and treatment, he is helpless, and he feels that Liu Mo is sick to the lungs, coughing non-stop, his whole body is hot, and he is afraid that he will not be able to survive for a few days...... What a pity. ”

Su Chen's sad face appeared in his mind, and his heart softened, and he suddenly stood up and said, "Go, accompany me to Xiangyun Pavilion!" ”