I heard that Zhao Yan was sick, and there was an endless stream of people who came to visit, but except for relatives and friends who had a good relationship with Li Fuzi and Wang Ye father and son, other idle people and others were blocked by Zhao Xin outside Zhao Yanmen.

As the days passed, Zhao Yan's body gradually recovered as before, and reading, practicing calligraphy, and writing Bagu have become an indispensable and important part of his daily life.

It's just that everything has a degree, always buried in the pile of books, it is inevitable that there will be a feeling of boredom, when is it early winter, the cold days are short outside, Zhao Yan does not want to be outside next to the cold to relieve his boredom, so he changed the time to practice words to write novels, just while practicing words, he adapted some stories of later generations into scripts that conform to the perception of this era, and also slightly relieved the boredom in his heart.

At the beginning of November, the first snow of the year came unexpectedly, and after the snow stopped, it was cold and dry outside the house, and because of the charcoal basin in the house, the temperature was quite normal, which did not prevent Zhao Yan from writing.

At the end of the year, Li Yun led Xiao Xiang'er to open the door curtain and walked in, Xiao Xiang'er carried a pot of boiling water in her hand, and after coming in, she first refilled Zhao Yan's tea cup with water, and then went to stir the charcoal in the charcoal basin to make the charcoal burn more fully.

Li Yun came to Zhao Yan, who was concentrating on writing, and while lighting the candlestick on the table, he curiously looked at what Zhao Yan was writing.

White Snake Spirit? Xu Xian? Fahai?

The candlelight dispelled the darkness in the room, but it did not dispel Li Yun's curiosity, she casually picked up the stack of manuscripts in her hand and looked at it twice, because some of the words on it were quite similar to some words on the paper that Zhao Yan was handwriting.

1,800 years ago, the kind little shepherd boy rescued a little white snake from a snake catcher. 1,800 years later, on the top of Mount Emei, a white python broke out of the mountain and came to the world by the Bodhisattva......

"Girl, is this the golden hairpin you dropped?" A glance on the broken bridge had already moved Bai Suzhen's heart, and after the temptation, she was even more fond of Xu Xian's character, and Bai Suzhen's flower and moon appearance also made Xu Xian fall into a dream......

The re-encounter in the cabin, the undercurrent of love under the paper umbrella, the thunderbolt on a sunny day in Shuangcha Lane, and the heart-to-heart agreement under the locust tree finally ushered in the flower candle of the cave house of the shogunate Huatang......

An ancient romance novel successfully captured Li Yun's heart, and she was hopelessly obsessed with "The Legend of the White Snake".

Time passed little by little, Li Yun stood there, looking through the candlelight page by page, until the sky outside was completely dark, she put down the manuscript in her hand, and then stretched her waist, with a look of unfinished business.

Zhao Yan was washing the pen, and after a while, he put the washed brush on the pen holder, picked up the linen cloth next to him and wiped his hands, then pointed to the stack of manuscripts and asked, "Is it good-looking?" ”

Li Yun nodded, licked his slightly dry red lips, and then asked, "Fahai is too ruthless, what about Bai Suzhen and Xiao Qingshui after the Golden Mountain?" Did you drown Fahai? Has Xu Xian changed his mind? ”

Li Yun asked several questions in a row, Zhao Yan smiled bitterly, he didn't have the energy to tell Li Yun the story of the White Snake first, so he could only lie: "I haven't figured out how to write it later, I'll talk about it tomorrow, it's not early now, you should be hungry, let's go eat first, Dad should come back." ”

"Hmm." Li Yun agreed softly, and then said playfully: "Then you have to show me first after you write a paragraph." ”

Zhao Yan nodded and said: "This is natural, in addition to you and me in the family, only Wang An knows some words, I don't want to show you who I wrote this?" ”

Xiao Xiang'er stood behind the two of them, and after hearing Zhao Yan's words, she wanted to say that she also knew some words, but after thinking about it, she still closed her mouth with interest.

The three of them went out in turn, and they met Wang An, the housekeeper who came to ask Zhao Yan and a few people to eat, Zhao Yan saw Wang An and asked, "Which bookstore in Shenzhou City can print books?" ”

Wang An was stunned for a moment, although he was puzzled, he still replied: "Several bookstores on the other side of West Street can print their own books, what kind of books does Gongzi want to print?" ”

Before Zhao Yan could speak, Li Yun had already guessed it, and hurriedly said: "Naturally, "The Legend of the White Snake" is printed. ”

Although Wang An had never heard of "The Legend of the White Snake", he guessed that this should be a novel book just by listening to the name, he thought about it, and then asked: "Does the son want to print it to give away or sell?" ”

Zhao Yan shook his head, glanced at Li Yun, and then explained to Wang An: "I have nothing to do to write something, and I put it away, so it is better to take it to the bookstore and print it out and try to sell it. ”

Wang An smiled: "What is not bothered, this is my business." Childe can give me some manuscripts tomorrow, I have some friendship with the shopkeeper of Taoyuan Bookstore, show it to him first, and then talk about other things. ”

The New Year's Festival is approaching, but the workshop is busy in full swing, today's soap and soap have swept the north and south of the river, "Zhao Wangji" this name with some brand nature has also spread all over the world, the year-end inventory Zhao Yan also went to the workshop to get back to the lively, heard the account said that the total surplus of more than 8,000 taels of silver, Rao is Zhao Yan has been psychologically prepared, but was still taken aback, but Wang Ye and Zhao Xin looked light, which made Zhao Yan very embarrassed.

"Virtuous nephew, I didn't expect a few pieces of soap and soap to be sold so much, all thanks to you." Wang Ye looked at Zhao Yan with a smile, his eyes full of uncontrollable joy.

Zhao Yan said modestly: "The outside staff has won the award, the kid just got this formula by chance, and the workshop can have today's achievements, or rely on the support of the outside." ”

"Okay, you and I don't have to flatter each other." Wang Ye waved his hand, and said to Zhao Xin: "The New Year is going to be celebrated in a few days, and the virtuous brother will have two goals after the year, I don't know if there is any place where the old man needs to help him?" ”

Zhao Xin was ridiculed by Wang Ye, although his face was a little hot, he still replied generously: "Everything has been prepared, when the time comes, just go to the scene to drink the wedding wine, if there is something to bother the staff, the younger brother will naturally not be polite." ”

"That's good." Wang Ye nodded, and said: "A few days ago, Lin'er's brother sent a letter, saying that he had asked someone to find out the news of Qiuping's family in Yunnan. ”

As he spoke, Wang Ye took out a thin letter from his sleeve and handed it to Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan took the letter and looked at the cover, there were only six words on it, 'Ai Nu Yun'er personally opened', so he didn't open it to check it, but cherished it and put it in his arms, planning to hand it over to Li Yun after he went back.

Speaking of which, Zhao Xin and Li Yingqiu are considered to be sons and daughters, and when it comes to Li Yingqiu at this time, they have to ask about it in a reasonable way.

Hearing Zhao Xin's inquiry, Wang Ye shook his head and sighed, and said: "The specific situation is not very clear, only that there were twenty-three men of the Li family who were exiled to Yunnan, but now there are only thirteen people left alive, including Qiu Ping's virtuous brother. ”

Zhao Xin was stunned, and only after a while did he say, "What a sin!" ”

Zhao Yan was also in a heavy mood on the side, if there was no Li Yun, Zhao Yan and the Li family in Nanzhuang would not have half of the intersection, no matter whether they lived or died, but at this time, Li Yun was in the middle of it, linking Zhao Yan with the Li family in Nanzhuang, and there was a connection between the two, and suddenly hearing such a tragic incident, Zhao Yan couldn't be happy in the next few days.

The two ox carts mooed and walked on the road to Taocun, Zhao Xin and Li Er sat on the ox cart in front, and Zhao Yan, Li Yun and Xiao Xiang'er sat on the ox cart behind.

Although the weather is still cold, Li Yun is in a very good mood, "The Legend of the White Snake" has been printed 500 copies, and it will be sold in Taoyuan Bookstore after the year. The reason why Li Yun is in a good mood is because on the one hand, the money obtained from the sale will become his own private money, and the most important thing is because of Zhao Yan's generosity and love for her.

Turning his head and seeing Zhao Yan's slightly gloomy face, Li Yun couldn't help wrinkling his nose and said dissatisfiedly: "Tomorrow is the New Year, I haven't upset you recently, right?" ”

Zhao Yan was stunned, subconsciously touched the unopened letter in his arms, and the corners of his mouth barely pulled a smile, and said, "I'm just tired of reading recently, where do you want to go?" ”

Li Yun glanced at the driver who was driving intently, and then quietly leaned towards Zhao Yan, then raised his face and took a breath of heat at Zhao Yan, and asked in a low voice: "Father-in-law is going to continue the string after the New Year, when will you marry me?" ”

Zhao Yan felt that his head was starting to hurt, he raised his hands and rubbed the temples on both sides of him, and began to change the topic: "I'll tell you a joke, make sure that your stomach hurts to laugh." ”

"Hmph......" Li Yun glanced at Zhao Yan coquettishly, although he knew that Zhao Yan was changing the topic, he still followed Zhao Yan's topic and said: "What if I don't laugh?" ”

Zhao Yan deliberately focused his eyes on Li Yun's red lips, and said in a daze: "If you laugh, then let me kiss you, if you don't laugh, then I'll let you kiss you." ”

"I hate ......" Li Yun lightly slapped Zhao Yan twice, and his face couldn't help but flush with two smears of red, which looked quite gorgeous.

"Then it's decided!" With a smile on his face, Zhao Yan said slowly: "Once upon a time, there was a merchant who had never read a book, and he wanted to know what the word 'Lingzun' meant, so he went to the village school in the village to ask for advice.

The gentleman was very impatient with the merchant, and in order to call the merchant as soon as possible, he said casually: Ling Zun, Ling Zun means son.

The merchant suddenly realized and said: So that's the case, we rough people only know how to call a son, and it turns out that Lingzun means a son.

The merchant was about to leave after thanking Mr. Murajuku, when he suddenly thought of his five sons in the family, so he turned his head and asked Mr. How many Lingzun are there in Mr.'s family?

The gentleman said, "There is only one."

The merchant asked again: How old is that gentleman's Lingzun?

The gentleman gritted his teeth and said, "I have passed away."

The merchant said regretfully: Mr.'s family is a solid family, but I didn't expect that there was only one Ling Zun, and he passed away, it's a pity. Mr. Don't be sad if you don't have Lingzun, I have five sons at home, you can pick two, and I will give it to Mr. as Lingzun. ”

Hahaha......

After the joke was finished, the first to laugh were the coachman and Xiao Xiang'er in front, while Li Yun looked at Zhao Yan with his cheeks puffed out, his big eyes blinked, but in the end, he couldn't hold it back, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Willing to gamble and lose, you ...... Come on. After laughing, Li Yun glanced at Zhao Yan shyly and timidly, and then closed his eyes, looking like he was picking up.

Zhao Yan looked at Li Yun's red lips, and then looked at Xiao Xiang'er's two little ears that suddenly stood up in front of him, and slowly leaned in front of Li Yun, and then ...... Stretched out his right index finger and pressed it on Li Yun's red lips.

PS: It's been too cold in the last two days, and there is still wind, friends in the north remember to wear masks when they go out.