Chapter Twenty-Six: The Maiden Whispers, Ming Su is Happy!

The autumn sun rises high, and the fallen leaves are like gold.

In the boudoir, in front of the case.

Baili Ming couldn't let go of the volume, and read it carefully.

At the round table, the two women of the bottle lotus threaded the needle and led the thread, and the female red collaborated.

The work is leisurely, and the second daughter whispers and snickers.

"Bottle, you get along with your uncle for three days, tell me, how is your uncle's temperament?" Lian'er embroidered mandarin ducks and asked with a side eye.

"Uncle, it's good." Bottler tilted his head to recall, then smiled, and said in a low voice: "Uncle is approachable and easy to talk." Moreover, you know your uncle's talent. ”

Speaking of this, Lian'er was excited, and hurriedly said: "Well, as soon as I entered the city, I heard people talk about my uncle, saying that my uncle's talent is world-renowned, and the first classic poem he wrote. Miss and aunt are really a good match. It's just..."

After a pause, Lian'er frowned, and said helplessly: "It's just that Your Majesty doesn't know what it means, but he let his uncle get into trouble, and he is really a wicked person..."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Lian'er didn't hold back, and the bottle hurriedly interrupted.

Lian'er was suddenly silent, and covered her mouth in fear.

If you talk about a saint in private, it's not a good word, and if you spread it, you will be killed.

Even if there are no outsiders here, but be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, this time I don't care, there will be a next time.

If there are too many times, it will inevitably spread out.

Gently stroking the obvious bulging breasts, repeated several times, Lian'er calmed down, looked back at Baili Mingsu, and saw that the young lady was still reading, as if she hadn't heard of it, so she stuck out her tongue at the bottle, and poked out half of the pink.

Bottled Er said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense next time, you and I are cheap, it doesn't matter if you die, if you cause trouble to the young lady and aunt, you can't redeem it." ”

"Uh-huh, got it." Lian'er nodded again and again, and said seriously: "My uncle is talented and has a good temperament, which is also a blessing for you and me." ”

Bottle nodded, in agreement.

As a maid in the house, the direction of fate is closely related to the character of her husband's family.

Although Han Fu is a son-in-law, the second daughter of Bottle Lotus knows that the Zhou family values his talent very much.

If the young lady and her aunt are deeply in love, for them, the companionship is only a matter of time or night.

"But my uncle is also strange sometimes." The bottle hesitated for a moment and said.

"Strange?" Lian'er was puzzled and asked, "What's strange?" ”

"Uncle runs." Bottle said.

"Run?" Lian'er was quite surprised and said, "What are you doing running?" ”

Asked about this, Bottler couldn't help but laugh and laughed in a low voice: "Uncle said that when you encounter danger in the future, you can run fast." ”

"Huh?" Lian'er felt amused, snorted, and said with a grin: "Uncle is really interesting." ”

"It's not just running." The bottle also smiled and said: "Uncle is still boxing, soft, but every time I fight, my uncle is sweating." Also, my uncle squatted up, squatted up, and repeated it many times. And then..."

When it comes to push-ups, the bottle doesn't know how to describe it, and after thinking about it for a long time, it is difficult to phrase it.

"My uncle is still lying on the ground, supporting him with his hands, up and down."

"It looks strange, but my uncle must be struggling with his body." Lian'er pondered for a moment and said affirmatively.

"Hmm." Bottle'er nodded, with admiration in her eyes, and said, "Uncle is very hardworking, when he reads, like Miss, he can't let go of the book." ”

"Uncle, that's so good."

"Yes."

For Han Fu, the two personal maids of Baili Mingsu are quite satisfied, and they all feel that the young lady and aunt are a good match.

After a moment of silence, Lian'er leaned forward suddenly, her expression was unpredictable, and she lowered her voice and said, "Bottle, tonight, Miss's aunt will have sex, who do you say Miss will call to serve beside you?" ”

The second daughter is a maid in the room, and when the main couple is coupled, they need to be close to the side.

Therefore, it is easiest for the maid to get a glimpse of the joy of the boudoir, so she is particularly precocious compared to people of the same age.

The bottle was ashamed, his eyes widened, and he said, "Don't be ashamed, you can also say this kind of thing." ”

"What's wrong?" Lian'er's face was slightly red, and she forced her shame, and said, "You and I are both maids in the room, so we should serve on the side and discuss it, it's harmless, right?" ”

"I think you admire your uncle's talent, and you are secretly ready to move." The bottle rolled its eyes back.

"You're talking nonsense." Lian'er was embarrassed, and said angrily: "I don't have it, you are the one who is ready to move, Miss said that when you have sex tonight, you are happy." ”

"Not really." The bottle puffed up his neck, not to be outdone.

But the red goose egg face weakened her momentum.

Seeing this, Lian'er said with a smile: "Yes or no, you know it in your heart, why don't I propose to Miss and I that you come to serve tonight." If the young lady and aunt have finished having sex, the uncle still has the strength to spare, so he will take you by the way. ”

"You, you, you..." the bottle was annoyed, her eyes were full of autumn water, and her face was red to the neck.

Lian'er is very powerful, and Bottler is not an opponent.

Before the case.

The book was tired, Baili Ming Suqian rubbed her forehead with her hands, and asked casually, "What is my uncle doing?" ”

The two girls were startled, quickly stood up, put down the work in their hands, and walked to the side of the case.

Bottle said: "Uncle should be practicing calligraphy." ”

When the time came, she saw that the young lady was fascinated, so she did not report it.

"Practicing calligraphy?" Baili Mingsu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

Poetry is against the sky, but he still studies diligently, works hard, and does not give up even if he is really rich.

Such a husband is really rare.

And observe for a few more days, if there is no accident, I will completely entrust this life to him.

Seeing that Baili Mingsu was quite happy, the bottle was overjoyed and said, "It should be, after going back in the morning, my uncle said that he would practice calligraphy in the morning." It's just that when I was studying ink, my uncle was called by the young master of Yuanshan. Before my uncle returned, I came here. ”

"What did my cousin tell him to do?" Thyme asked.

She had heard about Zhou Qing's beating, but she didn't know that the initiator was Han Fu, so she couldn't associate it.

"I don't know." The bottle shook his head.

"Hmm." Baili Mingsu nodded, disapproving, then thought about it and said, "When you clean up your uncle's room, give me a piece of writing." ”

"Got it." The bottle answered.

Baili Mingsu looked out the window, and when he saw that it was almost noon, he ordered: "It's time for lunch, go and call your uncle, you two don't have to accompany you later." ”

Bottler turned to leave, and Lian'er sorted out the clothes for Baili Mingsu.

Han Fu Courtyard, in the room.

"Whew..."

When the paper and ink ran out, Han Fuchang breathed a sigh of relief, gently rubbed his sore wrist, and looked at the results in front of him with satisfaction.

It took half a day, and Han Fu finally wrote the first story of "Strange Tales from Liao Zhai", which was called "Nie Xiaoqian".

The content of the story is different from the original book, which is plagiarized by Han Fu in the form of rough and superficial ancient texts based on his memory, careful recollection and scrutiny.

To be more serious, it should be a secondary creation.

There are nearly 500 stories in "Strange Tales from Liaozhai", some of which have never been read, so Han Fu naturally can't plagiarize them all.

Know which one, which one to plagiarize, and focus on the one that is impressive.

Such as "Nie Xiaoqian", which has already come out, and "Painted Skin", "Ying Ning", "Xin Shi Shi Niang"...

At the same time, the background of the story has also been changed.

In order to avoid trouble, the background used in the story is set to the Ji Dynasty, that is, the previous dynasty.

The style of the Xu Dynasty is dominated by poetry and songs, and there have not yet been novels.

As long as it's not unnoticed... Han Fu is not ambitious, and he has the right to generate income by the way while practicing calligraphy.

He had already thought of a pen name, so he called it 'Wen Copying Gong'.

The article is made by nature, and the magic hand is even good. I made it come out and called it 'copying'.

Only in this way, I comforted those literati in my previous life.

Always plagiarism, blame embarrassed...