peaceful ancient life

Chapter 43
An Wenhan even hit him directly with a smile and said: "You are not convinced if you say you are stupid."

"Try it for you." An Wenyu turned his head and looked at An Ning sadly, why are these questions so obsessed.How about something simpler?
An Ning smiled obediently, looking at An Wenyu who looked loveless, she felt a little guilty, did she tease him too much?

"Just try it, little girl, you can also give me a question." Just now I thought it was quite interesting.

An Ning smiled and said, "Okay, let me think about it." After walking around in the pavilion, "Yes, listen up, what's the first thing to do after waking up in the morning?"

"I know that." An Wenyu shouted as soon as An Ning finished speaking. He had figured out how to answer An Ning's questions.

An Wenhan smiled when he heard the words, "Then you go first."

"Get up, am I right?" An Wenyu smiled smugly at An Ning, it was too simple.

An Ning shook her head with a smile.

An Wenyu frowned: "Get up? Get dressed? Lift the quilt?"

Seeing An Ning still shaking his head, he asked An Wenhan, "What is it?"

An Wenhan laughed softly, "Open your eyes."

An Wenyu: ...

Seeing that An Wenhan guessed it so quickly, An Ning continued, "Second brother, September 28 is Confucius' birthday, so when is October 28?"

"Confucius is full moon."

An Wenyu: ...

An Ning raised her eyebrows with a smile, "Who is the fastest person in history?"

An Wenhan paused, "Cao Cao." Say Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will arrive.

An Wenyu: ...

I can't figure it out at all, is it really that I am too stupid?

Just as he was about to come up with some more brain teasers for An Wenhan to guess, he caught sight of An Wenyu's shattered face and felt that he should help him smooth his hair first.

An Ning coughed, "Third brother, in fact, the questions I asked you just now are quite difficult, but the second brother's questions are much easier. Second brother, huh?"

An Wenhan: ...

It's all very simple, okay?

An Wenyu: ...

was not comforted.

An Ning changed the subject with a chuckle, "Ah! I suddenly thought of a funny joke, let me make you happy?"

An Jin took a sip of tea and smiled interestedly: "Well, tell me."

After hearing the words, several members of the Yang family also calmed down and cheered.

Seeing this, An Ning cleared his throat and said, "Once upon a time, there was a teacher who often mispronounced characters and misunderstood his children. The defendant went to the county magistrate, and the magistrate sent him to the lobby for questioning.

'Do you often read other characters when teaching? '
'No, no, there is absolutely no such thing, it is purely Zixu Niao's fault! '
'What, the bird has?You read the black character into the bird character, and you made a mistake in class, do you accept the punishment or accept the punishment? '
The husband was afraid of being beaten, so he said tremblingly: "Acknowledge the punishment!" '
The county magistrate wrote: "Punish three chickens and two rabbits." '
The husband came home and brought a chicken.

The county magistrate looked at it and asked, "Why do you just send a chicken?" '
The husband replied: "My lord, didn't you write 'three chickens, two free'?" '"

As soon as An Ning finished speaking, Yang Shi and An Wenyu laughed very appreciatively.

The others thought it was funny too, but they didn't laugh like they did.

An Wenhan also teased his younger brother, "You're still laughing, if you don't study more, you will be another teacher by then."

An Wenyu ignored his teasing, and urged An Ning to talk about one.

An Ning smiled and told another joke: An abandoned female wolf passed by a hut when she was looking for food, and heard a man teaching her child: "If you cry again, I will throw you out to feed the wolf." I was very happy to watch outside, but the child cried all night in the house, and the wolf also watched outside all night. When I got up in the morning, the wolf choked up and said: Men, all men are liars! ! !

Yang Shi and An Wenyu laughed again.

An Ning's family spent the Mid-Autumn Festival watching the moon in this cheerful atmosphere.

Since then, An Ning has been writing her "Legend of Concubine Yang" without leaving home.

After An Ning condensed and silently wrote the whole story, she wrote the complete "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" at the end of the book.

The next day, I took the manuscript to Xuandebo Mansion to find Wei Xueqing.

Wei Xueqing took the manuscript from An Ning, "So fast?" She picked it up and flipped through it, and found that this book was written about politics and love, and the writing was also very good, not worse than the first book.

An Ning smiled, picked up the tea and took a sip.

"I'll take it tomorrow to make a sample first, and we can start selling it in a few days." Wei Xueqing closed the manuscript and said.

"So urgent?" An Ning was surprised.

"Well, let's take advantage of the fact that there are not many people imitating writing, and there are few books like this, and sell them quickly, otherwise it will not be rare when there are more of them."

"Hey, is someone copying it already?" An Ning blinked, the speed was pretty fast!
"Well, a few people have already written according to this method. The writing style is very good. These have been written for a long time, and there are many people who like their writing." Speaking of this, Wei Xueqing was also depressed. "It is estimated that after this "Legend of Concubine Yang" comes out, there will be more such words."

"It's okay, we'll change to something else when the time comes." An Ning shrugged indifferently.

She didn't plan to use her brain to write anymore. Although she wrote it according to the content of the TV series, there was no text after all, so An Ning had to work hard to write it. In the future, she just copied the old martial arts classics.

"How much stock do you have in your mind?" Wei Xueqing was a little worried, wondering if all the articles An Ning had read were such excellent articles.

An Ning gave her a sideways look, and smiled mischievously, "Don't worry, I took out these two books first to test the waters, and the future ones will only be more exciting."

Wei Xueqing was relieved when she heard the words, "By the way, many people now want to know who wrote the book "Ask the King How Much Sorrow Can You Have", or write the author's name on it?"

An Ning thought about it for a while, then nodded and said, "Alright, then the person who wrote the book should be Huang Liang Yimeng." In other words, although she has traveled to ancient times for 11 years, she still sometimes feels that it is unreal. Like Huang Liang's dream, maybe one day when he wakes up, he will find that traveling through ancient times is just a dream of his own.

"Huangliang Yimeng? Did you read all the writings by the same person?" Wei Xueqing asked puzzled.

An Ning smiled, and said nonsense calmly: "No, because they like to write, and they like to gather together every time they write. It’s just their personal hobbies, and they don’t need to make a living from it, so their writing is not seen by the public, only a few friends around them have read it, and the name ‘Huangliang Yimeng’ is just a joking name they used for their own writing.”

"Oh, that's it." Wei Xueqing nodded understandingly.

She thought that some talented people liked to write and were afraid that outsiders would look down on them if they found out. After all, writing scripts is not an elegant thing for those literati, and it is normal to avoid people's eyes and ears.

After chatting for a while, An Ning got up and left. After all, she didn't know much about printing and selling, so let's not add trouble.

In this book, An Ning did not add the words: This story is purely fictitious, and any similarity is purely coincidental.She felt that what Wei Xueqing said was right. There were so many people out there who wrote so many articles about the royal secrets of this dynasty and they were not arrested and locked up. What she wrote was not from this dynasty, so she was fine. , so it’s okay not to write those words.

(End of this chapter)