The cell boss has been living a very comfortable life recently, and everyone is smiling, especially when it comes to Chen Ji, the old face full of wrinkles is almost smiling like a freshly rolled out face. To say that at the beginning, he only had the idea of watching a big drama about Chen Ji's so-called "passing on to future generations", but now "The Story of Stones" has swept in, but it is just lively.

He is a rough person who can't understand those warblers and swallows, but it doesn't prevent some people around him from liking it. I don't know who leaked the news, saying that he was the original person who handled this "Stone Record", and he came to the door to find the book for a while, and his identity was not low.

Suddenly, there was an illusion of reporting the thighs.

Liu Tou moved a small chair and sat outside the cell, smoking dry cigarettes and talking idly. Chen Ji occasionally answered a few words, but the movements in his hands had slowed down, and he was a little uncomfortable. Leaving the wooden table, when I came here, I said to Liu Tou, "Do you want to give me a bite?"

Liu Tou was stunned, "The momentum is a little big, Chen Gongzi is afraid that he can't stand it." ”

Chen Ji gave up, turned around and pulled the bench over, and after a period of cultivation, his legs and feet were very flexible.

"Liu Tou, how long have I been in?"

"Chen Gongzi has forgotten the time when he writes books? Isn't this just what you readers say...... Scrapped ......"

"Forget to sleep and eat."

"Yes, yes, yes." Liu Tou took two sips and said with a smile, "It's just a waste of sleep and forgetting to eat." After talking nonsense, he also pulled his fingers and calculated, "But I've been doing it for more than twenty days." ”

Chen Ji nodded, unable to bear to think back to his hard prison life.

"The day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15." Liu Tou said coldly.

Chen Ji smiled: "Liu Tou went home for a reunion, don't forget to prepare a pot of good wine for me."

"Of course, of course."

“……”

Gossip and idlers, Liu Tou is in charge of a big prison, it is impossible to spend it all on Chen Ji's side, which will knock the pipe on the ground, remove the ash, and blow it on the side of his mouth to confirm the ventilation. He got up and pulled his pipe to his waist, and took his leave with a small stool.

Chen Ji watched people leave, his eyes were leisurely, and he was almost at the limit.

On the table at the back, in addition to the stone notes put together, there is also a detailed plan for the development of the bookstore, from the five-year plan to the ten-year plan, and now the final revision and improvement work is also being done.

There is a sense of being ready to explain the future.

……

August 15, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Qingzhou has just experienced a catastrophe, and the atmosphere of the festival is much weaker. If you don't open up your scars, you don't really forget the pain. As a result, most of the celebrations of festivals are only within a small confines of their own time.

In the south, many preparations for the Mid-Autumn Festival may have been prepared a month in advance, with various poetry meetings and various charity performances about disasters in the north.

The style of writing in the north is not as good as that in the south, and it seems understandable that there is no such thing.

Chen Ji is still immersed in "The Story of Stones".

The Chen family, Mrs. Chen was talking about the days, knowing that it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, so she sent someone to call Lin Yunyi over early in the morning, asked about the preparations for the festival, and talked about the children and grandchildren who had not come back for a long time, and the old lady's face was full of joy. took his daughter-in-law's hand and said vigorously: "Speaking of the sky, both of them must come back today......

Lin Yunyi smiled on her face, but she was worried in her heart, so she had to repeat, "My daughter-in-law has already called someone to shout." ”

The old lady frowned and became serious, "If the two of them dare to refuse, the old woman will call it in person." ”

Lin Yunyi said: "They will definitely come back."

As he spoke, his heart was not necessarily so calm.

The Chen family had been thinking about related matters earlier, and they also sent people around. Chen Xiujie didn't know his whereabouts, but Chen Ji was in Qingzhou Prison. Lin Yunyi can only hope that people can really agree and let Chen Ji come back for a holiday.

Qingzhou Mansion, the prefect's yamen, Shen Shizhao saw Hou Houcong and explained his intention. Hou Houcong has also been tossed recently, and he is full of fatigue.

"I don't dare to assure you about this, although people are locked up in the government office, they still have to speak to the old man. Otherwise, I'll take you to try your luck and see if you can meet the old man? ”

Shen Shizhao did not hesitate, bowed down and said, "There is Master Lao."

Hou Houcong sighed: "Now I can only do some small things that I can't necessarily do."

Since the old prince settled in Qingzhou, the officialdom atmosphere in the entire Qingzhou has changed and changed. Hou Houcong, the prefect, is sandwiched in the middle, and the roundness of these years has been exhausted. I thought that Tao Qi, the senator who came over from the political secretary, could share the pressure somewhat, but it turned out that he was still struggling to maintain it.

Hou Houcong and Shen Shizhao went to Qingzhou Station, and discussed a few words on the way what to say when they met someone. The carriage stopped at the gate of the post station, and the two of them froze in place when they got out of the car, staring at the figure on the steps of the door.

Hou Houcong puffed out his eyes, his heart was suddenly happy, and he greeted him in small steps.

Shen Shizhao fell behind, his mood was complicated and unspeakable, and he wanted to cry.

"Pure chastity?"

Hou Houcong shouted in disbelief.

Chen Xiujie retreated and saluted, "I've seen Lord Hou."

Hou Houcong grabbed Chen Xiujie and said with red eyes: "It's not that I Hou Houcong is tormented."

Chen Xiujie pursed her lips and said gently: "Respectfully brother, I haven't seen you for a long time." Then he looked at Shen Shizhao, who was catching up behind him, and said, "Brother Peiyuan."

Shen Shizhao saluted: "Dong Weng."

At first sight of Chen Xiujie, Hou Houcong wanted to pull and ask, but he reacted that this was the temporary office of the old Guogong, so he had to give up at the moment. It just so happened that Chen Xiujie also had other important things to do, so he made an appointment to set up wine to catch the wind and wash the dust, and the two sides left separately.

Shen Shizhao walked with Chen Xiujie for a while, and said some recent things on the way, Chen Xiujie bowed and sincerely thanked Shen Shizhao.

Shen Shizhao returned the salute and asked, "Where is Dong Weng going?"

"The government office is in prison to pick up people."

Shen Shizhao's hanging heart really let go.

Chen Ji put down the brush that was almost bald, rubbed his wrist, and looked at the three conspicuous big characters at the end, "Final Chapter", not to mention how satisfied. Of course, the end is real, but he doesn't feel half guilty.

After moving his body, he turned around and shouted, "Old Liu...... Hurry up and send it out to my son, this is the most ...... Final Chapter...... Lao Chen? ”

Chen Xiujie was very satisfied with her son's reaction when she saw her, her steps were faster, she reached out from between the fences, took the thick stack of papers that Chen Ji was pinching, and flipped through them.

After a while, he raised his eyes and looked at his son, and said: "The story is well written, but the wording is really unsightly, and when I go back, I will read the "Authentic Article" and "Han Changli Collection" again, and write a review of it for me."

"Dad, this is, I don't write prose."

Chen Xiujie was stunned, and she was not angry: "Then read it...... read" Then her eyebrows rose, "Let you read it, where is there so much nonsense."

Chen Ji said, "Read, must read." In addition to rejoicing in my heart, I thought that it was time to open a library in Zhizhi Bookstore.