Tang Yin felt that he had been critted, and his thirty-seven years of outlook on life was completely shattered.

Revenge is not unusual, in fact, someone wrote it in the Tang Dynasty. It's just that no one expected that Jian Ning in front of him would be able to play this to such a point.

Her whimsical ideas are very good in Tang Yin's opinion, but they are also very ruined. He was like a small tree in the wind, stirred by a storm, and when he was crumbling, he remembered Xu Jing.

Xu Jing, the man who ruined his life, once his hatred for him was imprinted in his bones. But as time passed, perhaps because he felt that hating people was too tired, he couldn't remember this person for a long time.

But at this moment, he remembered Xu Jing, the villain who even affected him and framed him!

Is it ridiculous? Did Jian Yunshu's idea ruin the three views?

No!

After a long time, Tang Yin smiled bitterly, "Things in the world are always more absurd than stories. ”

Jian Ning was silent for a while, and said, "If people are evil, they are more terrible than ghosts. ”

"If I write this, I have a point."

Tang Yin smiled bitterly, "That Xu Jing looks like a gentleman, but in fact he is a villain, and he deceived me so hard." ”

"That being said, you also have to learn to avoid danger."

Jian Ning looked at Tang Yin, "Your case was decided by Emperor Hongzhi, so officialdom can't write it, why don't you write about the shopping mall?" ”

"Mall? This Tang knows a thing or two. ”

Tang Yin regained some confidence, "My father is a businessman, and I know the doors of the mall. ”

The corners of Jian Ning's mouth twitched slightly, if you know how to do business, you can still mix like this? Let's just say that you have too little exposure to it.

But don't worry too much about writing, as long as it's probably logical, don't take the reader for an idiot.

Jian Ning taught him routines in detail, such as how to write about the misery before rebirth, and how to be humiliated and abused by adulterers and adulteresses before death......

Don't say it's a reader, even Tang Yin himself is angry. With red eyes, he asked Zhang's mother to bring wine, drank violently, spread out the paper, waved the pen, and after a while, he actually wrote a round.

Subsequently......

The guy fell on the desk, his face covered the inkstone, and he snored, and a string of black foam was spat out.

Zhang's mother's face was dark, and she hurriedly asked Fu Da to pull people up, and while cleaning up, she said distressedly: "Ouch, this inkstone is precious, why is this Tang Master so Meng Lang?" ”

Completely ignoring Tang Yin's face with black ink.

Jian Ning was speechless, looked up at the sky, and said softly after a long time: "This is a giant baby...... Suffering also urges children who are not ripe......"

I took the manuscript and read it, and when I looked at it, I couldn't help but sigh, a genius is a genius, and there is really no way to do such a thing as talent!

Like himself, he belongs to the mediocre talent, and he will be mixed with food and clothing after six years of writing in the later life. Come to this Daming, the book can be fired, and it will also occupy the light of creativity.

And Tang Yin is different, people are prodigies when they are young, and bad people can take away his fame but not his talent.

This is a really well-written beginning.

Jian Ning was a little convinced that he was really looking for himself to learn to write books instead of playing the autumn breeze. This style would not have been possible if she hadn't studied her book many times.

She looked at the sleeping Tang Yin, and felt a little sad in her heart: Before the master's addiction is enough, the apprentice will be able to leave the master, and she always feels a little sad.

Why don't you give him some detours?

Tang Yin, who woke up, was also stunned by what he wrote, so far he developed a bad habit of always getting drunk before splashing ink to create.

Janine stopped his brain-dead behavior. If you drink it like this, you will get sick sooner or later. Tang Bohu in history only lived to be in his fifties, and it is estimated that he drank too much wine.

He didn't care if he drank it elsewhere, but not under her nose. She even invited a famous doctor to come over to condition Tang Yin's body, which moved Tang Yin so much, and then he replied shyly that he would help Jian Ning with the creation of a new opera, but he had to go back to his hometown first and find some Kunshan artists.

Jian Ning also felt reasonable, Kunqu Opera originated in Kunshan dialect. Tang Bohu is a native of Suzhou, he is familiar with the people over there, and he is a romantic talent, maybe with his help, he will be able to do this.

The first part of Tang Yin's book has been written, which can be regarded as a small test; And the second part of Jian Ning's Three Smiles Biography was also written, Jian Ning wrote a preface for Tang Yin, and Tang Yin also gave himself the pen name of the Peach Blossom Fairy, when the two books were brought to Hu Yanshu, Hu Yanshu was shocked from the gloom of falling out of love.

Jane Niangzi prefaces others? What is the origin of this peach blossom fairy? The man with some unknown mind opened the book, and then his three views were completely shattered......

Tang Bohu was very happy, he couldn't make so much money selling calligraphy and paintings in his hometown before. got a huge amount of money all of a sudden, as well as the entanglement given by Jian Ning, Tang Yin got on the boat and went home happily.

Tang Yin left, but Hu Yanshu couldn't live in peace.

Is it because of this peach blossom fairy that she rejected me? The relationship is not good in these years, how can it be a preface to people? Jane Niangzi is already very human, she is already a famous person in the world, and she can make a preface, and her origin is naturally very.

And seeing that this person's literary talent is not bad, even romantic, is it because of this person that she doesn't look down on herself?

It's just that......

The man in the dark touched his chin and thought to himself: I always feel that the handwriting is a little familiar...... Where do you think you've seen it?

Tang Yin left, the house was quiet again, the weather was getting cooler day by day, and winter was coming in a blink of an eye.

When the osmanthus flowers bloomed in the Mid-Autumn Festival, Jian Ning made a large number of cold-made soaps. This thing is not too much, the longer it is stored, the better it is for the skin, and it is enough to give it away. In this year, osmanthus is an auspicious tree, when it comes to the season, the wind is together, not to say that the air is sweet and greasy, that is, the ground has become golden.

Zhang's mother took Li Niang and took advantage of the season to get a lot of osmanthus flowers, in addition to making soap for Jian Ning, she also boiled a lot of osmanthus sauce.

Jian Ning saw that there were many osmanthus flowers, so he made a lot of osmanthus honey soap and goat milk soap. It's also a matter of doing it once, anyway, I'm not afraid of being bad, just put it when it's done.

At the same time, she had a whim, and saw that the brewer in Xiangzikou had a still, and she had an idea, so she asked the craftsman to make a small still for steaming hydrosol.

When Tang Yin came again, the small courtyard of the Jian family in winter seemed to be a sea of flowers, retaining the last trace of freshness in autumn.

Tang Yin was shocked by Jian Ning's whimsy, and Jian Ning was also shocked by Tang Yin's cheekiness.

The Kunqu opera artists he wanted were brought, Comrade Tang Yin was very disciplined, not corrupt at all, and very conscientious; But in addition to the artist, he also brought two people.

A woman in her thirties, although she was dressed plainly and did not apply powder, could see the outstanding demeanor of her youth; The woman was still holding a little girl in her hand, and she looked to be a year old.

It doesn't matter, the most important thing is, why did he bring so many belongings? Is this what it's like to stay for a long time?

Jian Ning stared deeply at this family of three, and at this moment, a row of words suddenly flashed in her mind: When you are staring into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you.

Tang Yin, that's the abyss......

"Haha!"

Tang Dacai was still chic and romantic, pushing the woman and introduced: "Jiuniang, this is the hundred little students of Jinling." Yun Shu's niece, this is a cheap one, Shen Jiuniang. ”

It turns out that this is Shen Jiuniang!

Jian Ning's eyes couldn't help but light up, and she looked at this legendary woman.

Tang Bohu has three wives in his life, one died, one divorced, and the remaining one is the person in front of him.

This Shen Jiuniang was originally a famous prostitute in Suzhou, but after getting acquainted with Tang Bohu, the two became confidants, gradually became emotional, and finally married Tang Bohu as his wife, and later gave birth to a daughter.

It's a pity that Tang Bohu has a bad life and sells paintings on the street, and his life is difficult, and he even has to borrow money to survive. Shen worked hard to let Tang Bohu concentrate on painting, and finally died early.

Tang Bohu also died because of her, borrowing alcohol every day to eliminate his sorrows, having no intention of working, and finally died early.

Seeing Shen Jiuniang, Jian Ning suddenly believed that Tang Yin was really just going to the Qinglou to make extra money, and he didn't go to the romance.

Tang Bohu took ten taels of manuscript fees before leaving, and Jian Ning also gave him ten taels as a coil. But looking at these three people now, Tang Bohu's clothes are thin, but the clothes on Shen Jiuniang and her daughter are new, obviously, the first thing Tang Bohu thinks of when he has money is his wife and daughter.

Such a person should no longer be nostalgic for the Qinglou woman......

Shen Jiuniang bowed and said, "Sir, great grace, no tooth is unforgettable." ”

Jian Ning waved his hand, "That's Uncle Tang, who is already powerful, what does it have to do with me?" As for entanglement ......"

She pursed her lips and smiled, "A gentleman has the friendship of wealth, although I am a woman, but I also yearn for a gentleman." ”

This conversation immediately brought the relationship between the two strangers closer a lot, and Shen Jiuniang wiped her tears and said: "Since the beating husband was cheated in the field, except for a few friends who still correspond, there are many bad practices for us, life is unbearable, and the debts have basically been repaid. ”

She sniffed and saluted again, "Thank you, Mr. for giving my husband a way to live, I never knew that writing a script could make so much money before, and I will have a way out in the future." ”

As she spoke, she said to the child in her arms, "Quick, it's called Xian Xian." ”

"Auntie, don't say that."

Jian Ning shook his head and said sideways: "Come in and sit down, it's windy outside, don't let the child get cold." ”

"Whoa."

The family entered the house and communicated, and Jian Ning understood what Tang Bohu meant.

It turned out that he felt that he still had to learn from him for a while, but he didn't worry about his family, so he brought his wife and daughter. simply repaid the debt and left some silver, which was handed over to Jian Ning as rent, tuition and food expenses.

Jian Ning looked at the difficult appearance of these three people, where was he willing to accept it? After a few pushes, I took 500 wen a month to calculate the meaning.

The days are getting simpler again.

With children at home, the quiet courtyard became lively. The second brother also seems to have a new toy, teasing Tang Yin's daughter every day, one big and one small, which can be regarded as the right eye, making the girl wet the bed at night, all of them are crazy during the day.

For this reason, Jian Ning said the second brother several times, but the child's parents didn't care, only said that the second brother had a good heart, and he was relieved to have him to do things.

Shen Jiuniang was born in Qinglou before, not to mention being proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she is also a good person. knew that Jian Ning pitied them, so she usually helped with housework, and let her wrap all the clothes at home.

The famous prostitutes of this year are all raised by everyone's ladies, and her shot, Zhang Ma and others' craftsmanship is not enough to see, and the embroidered patterns are chic or elegant, but they are very in line with Jian Ning's mind.

Peaceful days always pass very quickly, and when Li Niang's grape paste is boiled, the sky is covered with goose feathers and snow.

Jian Ning wore a cotton jacket made of Jiu Niang, and an apricot-colored cloak with rabbit fur edges wrapped people tightly. No way, her body has not been completely adjusted, and she is afraid of cold due to lack of qi and blood. No, I'm still holding a stove in my hand.

It was the most comfortable in this cold day, but a first snow made the house lively again. The second brother is a child's heart that can't be idle, where can he sit still when he sees the snowflakes drifting? And Tang Yin and his wife are both literary and artistic youths, seeing that it is snowing, they naturally want a red clay stove, and the green ants are newly brewed to express themselves, especially the courtyard also carries a plum blossom, which stimulates Tang Yin's painting.

The first snow drifts, the plum blossoms are red, several people sit under the porch, the small red clay stove on the table is smoking, the mutton soup that has been boiled white comes out of the aroma, put the chopped cabbage (cabbage) into it, and the soup can bring out the sweetness of the woad.

Drinking a sip of Shilongzui rice wine that is just warm, just a mouthful of mutton or a mouthful of soup, the family is so comfortable that they squint their eyes, only to feel that this day is too comfortable.

Tang Yin hummed a little song, and several Kunshan artists who brought it also sang along, and the courtyard was lively again.

The Hall of Eternal Life has written out a few rounds with the combined efforts of several people. It's a shame to say that in this cooperation, in fact, Jian Ning also started, and most of the scripts were completed by Tang Yin and a few artists, and he just provided some ideas.

The courtyard sang lively, but the people outside the courtyard showed bitterness.

I finally mustered up the courage to come, but I didn't have the courage to walk in here. It was as if he and her had become two worlds at once.

He figured out the identity of the Peach Blossom Fairy, and he also knew the recent situation of Jane Niangzi, but what if it was clear?

She is hard at home every day, but she has no love for herself at all, and she sings with her friends in the snow, so happy......

Let's go, let's go, let's go, after all, it's fate, it's better to study hard and strive for fame.

Hu Yanshu glanced at the small courtyard of the Jian family again, and a beautiful tune came from it, listening to the words, the bitterness amplified on his lips: Is this a grievance for Yang Guifei?

This is a woman who lives too clearly, so she doesn't yearn for the married life in the world, right?

Hu Yanshu left with loneliness. Not long after, the bustle of the Jian family was interrupted, and the Hu family's little servant knocked on the door and saluted, "Greetings to Mr." ”

He handed over an account book, "Sir, this is the book sold by the Peach Blossom Fairy this month, the rules are the same as yours, 1,200 copies were sold, each volume was priced at 7 yuan of silver, and here it is 168 taels of silver, which is Mr. Peach Blossom's manuscript fee." ”

With a "poof", Tang Yin's wine glass fell to the ground, and he trembled his lips and said, "This, it's only been about twenty days, right?" ”

"Who is this?"

Jian Ning pursed her lips and smiled, "This is Mr. Peach Blossom, show him your account book." ”

"Ahh Greetings to Mr. Peach Blossom for the little one! ”

The little servant of the Hu family was very clever, and saluted and said: "Mr.'s books are selling well, my son-in-law said that he hopes that Mr.'s books can be sold by us Baiwenzhai in the future, and the pen fee will definitely not be less than Mr.'s." ”

Tang Yin's body shook slightly, "I, did I really make so much money?" Just more than 20 days? ”

Jian Ning smiled and nodded, but then exclaimed, "Uncle Tang, what's wrong with you?!" ”