In the middle of the moon, the night was long, and it was already the third watch, but Jian Ning didn't feel sleepy at all.

It's been two days since she came to this world, but she still doesn't understand: isn't it just a nap? How did you cross over?

It doesn't matter if you wear it, anyway, you have nothing to worry about in your previous life, and it won't be heartbreaking if you live in a different place.

It's just that......

She tilted her head slightly and looked out the window. The moonlight filtered in through the half-enclosed window, faintly shining on a gloomy scene.

She was stunned for a long time, and couldn't help but let out a sigh, and the leisurely tail note brought out a burst of gloom.

What else can I do? Thinking left and right only adds to the troubles. Instead of dwelling, it is better to think about how to solve the current dilemma.

She devoted herself to this lord called Jian Sanniang, but she had the same surname as her. It's just that this fate is very different.

Speaking of which, Jian Ning is not a happy person, a little orphan. But due to the difference of the times, it has not fallen to the point of not having enough to eat.

But now it's good, inexplicably wearing it, not only to face the pressure of survival, but also to face the pressure of public opinion.

When Jian Sanniang was born, her mother died because she gave birth to her, and her two sisters also died one after another. The only boy in the family also burned his head due to the cold and fever, and Jian's father, who couldn't stand the blow, also fell ill, and not long ago he died of overwork.

There were many ignorant people at that time, but when Jian's father was still there, because of his talent and fame, the villagers still had a lot of restraint. But now that Jane's father is gone, the situation of the brother and sister can be imagined.

Don't say that you borrowed food from your neighbors, but you will be scolded when you walk through the door. Now that they can still live in this Wangjia Village, it is already very compassionate.

Do you want to starve to death? Can I wear it back when I starve to death? Who can know for sure?

Can't sit back any longer!

There are still three days' rations left at home, and there are more than a dozen pennies, and these belongings are quite a lot and can only survive for a few more days. If you don't think about open source, then what's the difference between dying one day earlier and dying one day later? Something had to be done!

In the past two days, her brain has been hurting terribly, and there are always some bits and pieces of memories belonging to Jian Sanniang. Although it was piecemeal, it also gave her some help.

After all, it is not exhaustive, and it is still a little pitiful to cross her father, at least she found two key words from Jian Sanniang's memory: Daming, Zhengde.

Jian Ning is a major in Chinese language, and the so-called literature and history are not separated, plus the Ming Dynasty that swept the country in the past few years, but he has a slight understanding of Ming history.

Zhengde three years...... It should be during Zhu Houzhao's reign, right? This is the embryonic period of capitalism, when the material is unprecedentedly developed, but the spirit is extremely empty, and the demand for this novel is extremely high.

In her previous life, she had seen relevant materials. In the Ming Dynasty, the demand for novels was so strong that even vernacular history books were not spared.

Jian Ning is an online writer, or a full-time kind, and has been writing novels since college, and has been in the industry for six years and wrote more than 10 million words before she crossed over.

has been writing for six years, and now with Jian Sanniang's memory, if you write a novel in the Ming Dynasty?

The sallow face gradually showed brilliance, and at this moment countless classic stories and jokes flashed in her mind, maybe I can try to write novels in the Ming Dynasty and make a fortune?

Her hands clenched, she hurriedly climbed out of bed, lit the oil lamp, and walked to Jane's father's house.

Fortunately! Jian Sanniang regarded Jian's father's things as extremely sacred, and would rather sell all the furniture than touch Jian's father's things. Now those books, those four treasures of the study should come in handy!

She gently pushed the door open, and the darkness was gradually dispelled by the oil lamp, revealing a scene of "death but still life". Sanniang respects her father, because Father Jian has never blamed her for her unpredictable words.

Not only did he not blame him, but he maintained it everywhere, and cultivated him as a man. not only taught her to read and write, but also taught her many principles of life. Even, Jian's father couldn't bear the pain of foot binding, and on the grounds that "poor girls don't bind their feet", he insisted on the jokes of his classmates and let him grow freely.

How can fatherly love not be touching?

Memories flashed in Jian Ning's mind, and his eyes were a little moist while he had a terrible headache.

She involuntarily reached out to her chest, was silent for a while, and suddenly bowed to Father Jane's desk, and said softly: "Uncle, Sanniang, this opportunity came from nowhere." But since Jian Ning occupies this body, he must fulfill his duties and support Second Brother Jian. If you have a spirit in heaven, please bless me to succeed tomorrow in one fell swoop, and earn two silver taels and live well. ”

After that, I felt that my body was relaxed, and my head that had hurt for two days was actually healed. The original fragmentary memories also emerged, and at this moment, she couldn't tell whether she was Jian Ning or Jian Sanniang?

After being stunned for a while, he bowed around, then took a deep breath, walked to the desk and sat down......

Grinding, lifting the pen, thinking slightly, write two words on the paper: draw the skin.

The story of man and demon is always particularly moving, especially the encounter between a scholar and a female goblin. But the painted skin is not a beautiful shemale love, but a naked mockery.

This little story from Liaozhai has been interpreted many times, and people in every era have made a more profound interpretation of it, which can be described as a famous article of constant warning.

The story of Painted Skin is not complicated. In Jian Ning's view, it is actually a story of a scumbag who neglected his virtuous wife, raised a mistress, and finally lost his life, and his wife tried desperately to resurrect him.

The total number of words in the whole article is less than 2,000 words, but it vividly outlines the scum of Wang Sheng, the sage of the Chen family, and the evil of goblins. And what Chen did, in fact, in the eyes of Jian Ning, a modern person, is simply the Holy Mother, and it is the persecution of women in feudal society!

Although Pu Songling satirized Wang Sheng, he highly praised Chen, and it cannot be said that Pu Songling was wrong, because in the current era, Chen is indeed a moral model and worthy of praise. It's just that in the eyes of modern women, it's a little infuriating.

Of course, Jian Ning can only mutter here by herself, she doesn't dare to reveal these thoughts into her works, after all, the three views are different, and if she says it, she may be destroyed by humanity.

After a little thought, Jian Ning was ready to start writing. She doesn't have a perverted memory, and she doesn't want to be a copyist, so she plans to use her own words and her own understanding, avoid the taboos of the Ming people, and recreate this story.

To put it bluntly,It's just going to write the same people.。

Of course, in order to be able to print a book and make money quickly, Jian Ning planned to write this story as a short story of 20,000 words.

20,000 words, which is not a short time in this year, can be published into a book, which is very important for her next survival plan.

"Whew", Jian Ning writes very quickly. With the blessing of Jian Sanniang's calligraphy skills, coupled with the structure of the original text, Jian Ning soon completed 10,000 words.

Shook off his sore hand, got up and stretched, looked out the window, saw that the morning light was faint, and the sound of roosters sounded from time to time, and he knew that the sky was about to dawn, and he had to cook.

Rubbing his sore eyes, he came to the kitchen from memory. Only then did he stuff the firewood into the stove, and he heard a simple voice behind him, "Sanniang, I'll help you." ”

"What's wrong with Brother? Don't get more sleep? ”

"I'm hungry, Sanniang, so get up and help you cook."

Second Brother Jian had a silly smile on his face, and handed the fire fold to Jian Ning, "I'm full, I'll help Sanniang work." ”

Jian Ning's heart warmed, although this cheap and stupid brother was stupid, he reflected his dependence and care for his sister everywhere, clumsy but heartwarming.

There was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, "You sit down, this stove is not easy to make." ”

"Then I'll help you wash the rice."

"Whoa."

Jian Ning nodded, "Grab a few more handfuls of rice, and we'll have a full meal today." ”

"Huh? You can really eat enough, right? ”

Second Brother Jian was pleasantly surprised, he was twenty years old this year, and it was the time to eat. When his father went, he couldn't remember what it was like.

"Well, eat more tomorrow, and we'll go to the county seat later."

"To the county seat? What to do in the county seat? ”

Jian Ning raised the corners of her lips and said, "Go find a doorway where you can eat enough every day." ”

"Can you eat enough every day? Is it the same as when Daddy was there? ”

Second Brother Jian's eyes brightened, "Sanniang, I don't want to eat eggs anymore, as long as I can eat enough." ”

Jian Ning was sad for a while. Growing up in a new society, she was born under the red flag, even if she was an orphan, she had never experienced the taste of hunger. Looking at the brother in front of him who was as thin as a hemp pole, and then thinking of Jian Sanniang starving to death in order to save rations for her brother, her heart was like being blocked by something, and she was very stuffy.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs, and the most beautiful depictions in history books cannot withstand the cruelty of reality. Sanniang's family is the best reflection.

Tilted his head slightly, suppressed the discomfort and panic in his heart, picked the fire with fire tongs, and said, "Brother put the rice away, let's go wash first, the water is hot." ”

"Whoa."

Second Brother Jian listened to Sanniang's words very much, wiped his face with a burlap, and when he was about to put it down, he heard Sanniang say: "Brother, rinse your mouth." ”

Second Brother Jian was stunned, and saw that Sanniang was gesturing to herself, although she didn't understand what Sanniang was going to do, she still carried it out very obediently.

After a lot of work, the sky is already bright. Jian Ning brought the thickly boiled porridge to Second Brother Jian and said, "Eat it." ”

"Whoa."

Second Brother Jian responded, happily took the porridge over, looked at the thick porridge, and his eyes lit up. Holding chopsticks and stirring and blowing, he said continuously, "It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant." ”

Jian Ning couldn't help but laugh. Who said her brother was stupid? It's smart when it comes to eating!

The brother and sister squatted in the kitchen with a bowl and ate breakfast. Although there were no tables and chairs available, and there were no side dishes to accompany the porridge, the two of them ate sweetly.

When it was over, I didn't forget to lick the bowl. No way, in the years of less oil and water, food is particularly precious, especially when Jian Ning is stretching his body, he can't stand hunger.

After cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Jian Ning put on the clothes of Jian's father that Jian Sanniang had modified before. In her memory, Sanniang also wanted to go to the county seat to find a job copying books, but in the end, she couldn't play with the hearts of the people in the city, and she gave up after suffering a loss.

Now that Jian Ning is here, this set of clothes can continue to shine, and after some tidying up, he combed himself a man's hair, and then took Second Brother Jian out......