People in a foreign land are uncomfortable.

The distance of time and space and the flaws of the legal system often make Jian Ning worried. This apprehension is not fear in the conventional sense, but more of a kind of awe.

When she was writing the book, a senior once told her that the so-called time travel is a fairy tale for adults. And the crossing between the past and the present is the collision of ideas.

She came to Daming inexplicably, and after breaking through the survival barrier, she was in awe of this strange era.

No matter how much an author hides it, her thoughts will still be revealed in her works more or less, and without this, she would not be able to create at all.

Everyone thinks that the books she wrote are just works to entertain the public, but who can see the anxiety about her fate in her heart?

This is the Ming Dynasty, an era in which women's confinement reached its peak. She is cautious, walking on thin ice, and she doesn't love gorgeous clothes and delicacies, but she doesn't dare to love.

In times like these, the law is the law when those in power need it. No matter how the atmosphere changes, as a small citizen, if she doesn't learn to be cautious, then it is likely that the lives of the family will be lost.

The county order of the broken family, the mansion Yin who destroyed the door is not just talking, even if it is just a hundred households, she can be called Jian Ning's life is better than death.

Money is moving, and even though the Jian family, which has no man to support the family, has enough food and clothing now, it still has not gotten rid of the danger. If anyone has a black heart, their house is finished. She is strict in following the rules, and it is because of this reason.

Now that someone sees what she fears, how can she not be moved?

The nerves that were really tense seemed to be touched, his eyes were slightly red, and he said in a low voice: "Send affection with the text, but it's just a small way." The Peach Blossom Fairy is determined to leave a name for eternity, how can he be greedy for little Doyle? ”

"Since there was no hope for the imperial examination, he indulged in calligraphy and painting, wine and entertainment. These days, Reading Er's baby Ning, suddenly has a feeling. You are still unwilling to bow to fate, let alone a husband? ”

Tang Yin got up as he spoke, bowed and bowed, "Please also ask the girl to teach me, Yin sincerely apprentices." ”

The others were stunned, not knowing what Tang Yin was suddenly crazy. Could it be that he suddenly came to Changzhou, really to find a hundred students to apprentice?

Tang Yin also plans to write a script?

This is more exciting news than Bai Xiaosheng being a woman. This explosion hit their brains, causing several people to crash on the spot, at a loss.

The atmosphere was strangely silent, and after a while, Jian Ning broke the calm, "Don't dare to be a teacher, you and I can be friends for the New Year, and we are each other's masters and apprentices." ”

When Janine returned home, it was already time to hold the lamp. There were too many people in the teahouse, but fortunately, Liu Sixi, the owner of the teahouse, was quite a person, and when the people were almost gone, he led her into another private room, and then came out.

Back at home, Jian Ning was still a little excited about today's experience. In the end, he is young, and facing historical celebrities is like a star chaser in later generations seeing an idol. Thinking that tomorrow Tang Yin will come to his house to borrow it, and it is a little sleepy to discuss literature together.

Originally, Jian Ning was still a little apprehensive, whether letting a man live in his own house would lead to gossip, but who knew that Zhang's mother said that it didn't matter. In these days, if there is no man in the family to hold up the table, it is not considered immoral for a woman to rent a surplus house to others, as long as she goes to Fangzheng to go through the motions and declare that she is a tenant.

In the middle of the Ming Dynasty, in the south of the Yangtze River, housing rental and trading flourished in the city, so Tang Yin came on the second day, and the neighbors were not surprised when they heard that they were tenants. After all, Jane's mother also wants to eat and drink, there are so many empty houses at home, it is good to rent them out, and some people even simply started an intermediary business and asked Li Niang if there was still a house for rent, which made Jian Ning cry and laugh.

But soon, Janing really cried.

I'm afraid that Tang Yin, one of the four great talents in Jiangnan, in history, is not here to discuss literature, right? You're here to eat and drink, right?

Thinking about Tang Yin's embarrassing life, and then looking at the eating appearance of the person in front of him, Jian Ning suddenly regretted it.

"Eh, niece Yunshu, your idle skills are really good, this fish-flavored shredded meat is quite delicious."

He was holding a bowl of rice, covered with a layer of fish-flavored shredded pork, and the second brother looked at him with a resentful look.

As soon as Zhang's mother heard others praise her craftsmanship, her old face suddenly smiled into a chrysanthemum, "Gongzi Xie praised, this is what Mr. taught me, it is called fish-flavored shredded pork." ”

"But there's no fish here, how do you get this name?"

Tang Yin said as he quickly pulled it, "My niece is not only literary and charming, but also has a good heart, who will marry you in the future, but you are blessed." ”

Eat yours!

Two days ago, you wanted to worship me as a teacher, but today you directly downgraded me by several levels, and they all became nieces, no wonder the old man Wen Zhengming dislikes you. Where are you coming to me? I'm afraid I'm looking for a long-term meal ticket?

Jian Ning looked at Tang Yin, who was eating and drinking a sip of wine from time to time, and felt like she was being pitted.

This guy came here the morning before, brought a few changes of clothes, and then told himself shyly that these clothes were still purchased by friends in Changzhou, and he would be taken care of in the future.

Isn't this guy's painting valuable? I often see him painting for a certain county order, why is he so downcast? But it's not a problem to raise someone, but this guy ......

The corners of Jian Ning's eyes twitched slightly, and she asked, "Uncle Tang, where did you go last night?" ”

"Oh, I went to Yixiang Building, and the Jinru girl there said that she missed me, so I went to paint her."

It's like flipping the table......

The girl raises you, but it doesn't include the cost of a prostitute!

Holding back the slight fire in his heart, he continued to ask, "What about last day?" ”

"During the day, during the day, my friends took a few girls who were full of flowers to the Boat Pavilion for a poetry meeting. Oh, these girls are really good people, they actually send messages to girls in different buildings, otherwise I wouldn't know that Miss Jinru is looking for me! ”

Calm down, calm down, Janing!

Think about the value of this guy, how much silver can one of his paintings be worth? If you deliberately paint one for yourself, future generations will be blessed.

Taking a deep breath, Jian Ning's somewhat twitching face returned to flatness, "Uncle Tang, do you still write a script?" ”

"Write, write, naturally have to write!"

His spirits were lifted, "I really can't imagine that I can make so much money by writing words, and my peach blossom hermitage hasn't been done yet, if I am like you, write a few good books, I will have no worries about food and clothing in the future." ”

As he spoke, he touched his nose embarrassedly and said, "Although a gentleman regards money as dung, the world is vulgar, and it is not okay to have less silver." ”

Janine almost spurted blood. Uncle, what about expressing your feelings in writing? Is that what you're really for?

At this moment, the faces of Tang Yin and Uncle Zhou in front of him coincided. Jian Ning has reason to believe that Uncle Zhou is not talking nonsense, and he is not deliberately interpreting Brother Bohu like a little Qiuxiangli, but life is often more absurd than art.

The expectations of celebrities are disillusioned, and the faces of celebrities and celebrities have become obscene, and sure enough, they can't have too many expectations, the literati of the Ming Dynasty belong to the fuck stream in all dynasties, not the clear stream.

Watching Tang Yin swallow the last meal and take the last sip of wine, Jian Ning also pulled the rice chop clean and said with a smile: "Uncle Tang, since you have finished eating, let's talk about writing." ”

"Good, good, good."

Tang Yin's mouth responded, but he was a little stunned in his heart. Why do you suddenly think that Yun Shu's niece is so scary?

In order to cope with Tang Yin's arrival, Jian Ning specially cleaned up a room and made a study. She led them to the study, which had a low table and two futons in the center, which were used to facilitate discussion and writing.

In the two years in the study, there are two other desks, and this will be her and Tang Yin's studio in the future.

The two sat on the ground, Jian Ning took a sip of tea and asked Tang Yin, "Uncle Tang, what are you going to write?" ”

Tang Yin was solemn, which made him a little less obscene, he thought for a while, and then bowed, "Yin doesn't know, please ask my niece to teach me." ”

The dough was pumped again, Jian Ning suddenly missed Zhang's mother's feather duster, if she could, she wanted to smoke it, and then break Tang Yin's head to see, what was this guy thinking?

What the author himself has not expressed, how can others teach?

"Uncle, don't you have anything you want to write?"

Tang Yin looked at Jian Ning blankly with his two eyes open, and he couldn't see the young man's clear eyes except for being dazed.

This is a confused uncle who has entered greasy middle age. He rushed to Changzhou with a beautiful long-cherished wish to make money, but at this moment, he suddenly found that he actually didn't have anything to express?

Poetry, calligraphy and painting are enough to express his feelings, and his complaints have also been issued in the past few years. At this moment, he didn't know what else he wanted to express?

Alas!

When Jian Ning saw him like this, she knew that she had to give him some routine, otherwise this guy would still have a miserable life in the second half of his life.

"Uncle Tang, I believe you were wronged in the fraud case back then, if you were given a chance to do it again, what would you do to Xu Jing?"

I thought that Tang Yin would be angry, but how did I know that this guy's expression was indifferent, "How can there be any repetition in the world?" Let's not talk about it. ”

"Your family is well-off, but when you were in your 20s, your family suffered misfortune. Parents, wives, and sisters died one after another, and the family was in decline. Fortunately, a close friend Zhu Yunming persuaded him to participate in the public examination in Tianfu at the age of 29 and won the first place in "Xie Yuan". ”

Jian Ning said slowly: "Ying Tianfu's number one is much more powerful than the number one in other places, and it really has a bright future. But in this way, you were reprimanded as a servant by the villain, and you were determined to forge ahead, selling paintings for a living, and indulged in your deeds, especially after your second wife was poor and left you, and your temperament was even more dissolute......"

Jian Ning chuckled, "Heh, Uncle Tang, did you really let it go?" ”

Tang Yin was shocked, his eyes showed surprise, "You little person, how can you understand people's hearts so well?" ”

"My father died, and I almost starved to death......"

Jian Ning said lightly: "I have seen the blossoming flowers, and I have also seen people walking tea and cooling, if you don't understand people's hearts, how can you stand in the world?" ”

She looked at Tang Yin and said with burning eyes: "The things of the year must not be written, otherwise writing will definitely refer to the mediocrity of the Son of Heaven who is mourning." But have you thought about it, you can write that you met someone unladylike, was robbed of your wife by your friends, and finally tortured you to death, so miserable, the lord of Hades can't stand it, give you a new body, a new identity, you can start to take revenge......"