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Chapter 814

Qiu Wu had been ordered to report the news, but Ye Zhenzhen was still angry. Cui Weizhen saw her walking around the house like a top. As time went by, her anger not only did not subside, but became more and more intense.

.

This is a bit strange. Even though he was complaining about his idol, he didn't stay angry for so long.

"Why are you still angry? You're just a young man, and it's not worth getting angry all over your body."

Ye Zhenzhen snorted angrily: "I'm not just angry with this Yeyunhe, I'm also angry with the thousands of 'Yeyunhe's that will emerge one after another in the future!"

Cui Weizhen:???

What do you mean? Is this the generation gap that Zhen'er often talks about? Cui Weizhen can't keep up with her jumping thinking.

However, he soon understood.

Because his wife threw herself into his arms with a look of grievance and said angrily: "Weizhen, will there be literati like 'Ye Yunhe' making up stories about us in the future? You don't take concubines for my sake,

Maybe future generations will speculate that I am a ferocious tigress, forcing you not to take a concubine."

Cui Weizhen was slightly startled, this speculation was not impossible.

There was a well-known military commander in the previous dynasty, and his wife was a beauty of the world. They were originally a couple of gods and immortals, but some unofficial history books made up the story and made the military commander's wife into a beauty and a troublemaker.

Many people already believe this statement, and I am afraid that in a few hundred years, even scholars will believe it.

Cui Weizhen somewhat understood his wife's emotions, because he was also beginning to feel heartbroken at this moment.

But even the emperor can't control such an illusory thing as a posthumous name, so what can he do? Just treat everything as nothing after death.

Ye Zhenzhen was unwilling.

Because she came from a later generation and knew the various methods used by later generations to fabricate historical figures, she felt even more uncomfortable. So she slowly had an idea in her mind and looked at Cui Weizhen with bright eyes.

Cui Weizhen felt a chill in his back and instinctively felt that something was wrong. He quickly poured himself some tea and drank it, avoiding the sight of his wife.

But what is supposed to come will eventually come. When he didn't answer, Ye Zhenzhen took the initiative to speak: "Weizhen, why don't you write our biography yourself."

Cui Weizhen: "..."

He knew it!

"Why don't you write?" Cui Weizhen struggled desperately.

Ye Zhenzhen frowned in distress: "I only like reading, but I'm not good at writing. Wei Zhen, you have great literary talent. Our biography will definitely be wonderful, and future generations will definitely use it as a reference when they write about us. To a large extent

I won’t make things up randomly.”

Of course, there is also a selfish motive. She wants to know how Cui Weizhen depicts her, which is not trivial.

Cui Weizhen was silent for a long time.

Ye Zhenzhen was worried that he would not agree, so she pestered him and acted coquettishly: "Weizhen, just agree, are you willing to see future generations arranging us in a random way?"

Cui Weizhen hugged her firmly: "How do you know that we will leave our name in history?"

No matter whether it is official history or unofficial history, they will not waste words on unknown people, so Ye Zhenzhen's worries at this time are a bit "unfounded".

Ye Zhenzhen looked confident: "We are so good, how can we be nobody? Wei Zhen, you are too humble."

Cui Weizhen: "..."

It's not that he is too humble, but that she is too confident.

"You are not allowed to talk about him regardless of whether you agree or not."

Ye Zhenzhen's coquettish skills are extraordinary. Under normal circumstances, Cui Weizhen would not be able to bear it, let alone when he is feeling faintly moved.

He pretended to hesitate for a while, enjoying his wife's tenderness, and then skillfully responded just before she became angry: "That's all, I promise you."

Ye Zhenzhen immediately beamed with joy and said with a smile: "This matter is not urgent. We have plenty of time to write it slowly. If you can't remember anything, feel free to ask me."

This way she would have a chance to take a peek, haha, she is really a little genius who uses power for personal gain.

However, Cui Weizhen was not what she wanted and broke her dream very ruthlessly: "I do not accept writing guidance."

Ye Zhenzhen: "...I just provide you with writing materials."

"Your material is my material, doesn't Zhen'er believe me?"

How should she answer this?

Ye Zhenzhen was afraid that she could not answer well, so Cui Weizhen made excuses to avoid writing. This person was very bad, and he had many ways to put her in a dilemma.

She had no choice but to glare at him unwillingly: "Okay, okay, you can just write it yourself, I will never interfere."

Ahem, at worst, we can just look for him secretly while he's not at home.

Cui Weizhen glanced at her, with an unfathomable smile on his face - the couple were so familiar that Cui Weizhen could guess what Ye Zhenzhen was thinking with just one glance. If he wanted to hide it, how could he let her see it?

Arrived.

Let’s not expose it yet, let’s let her be happy for a while.

So even though the couple had their own secrets, the atmosphere finally reached great harmony.

The script incident soon followed up. In just one day, the Su family found the author named Ye Yunhe in the huge capital city.

The other party had already used a pen name and was talking nonsense, but as the saying goes, a monk can't escape the temple if he can escape. The Su family only needed to find the bookstore that published the story, and they could easily catch the author hiding behind it.

come out.

The identity of the other party is not surprising. He is a down-and-out scholar who has failed to pass many exams. His family is poor, his knowledge is not good, and his character is not that good. He is not even qualified to enjoy the relief funds from Baishantang, so he can only write scripts.

born.

Forget about writing scripts, after all, it is a way of making a living, and there is nothing wrong with others. But he should not write such words that slander people's reputation under the eyes of the descendants of Qingyi layman, and do such a lack of vision.

What I saw was that the old man hanged himself because he thought his life was too long, right?

Ye Zhenzhen thought that the Su family would secretly retaliate, but she didn't expect that they were very upright and directly sued Ye Yunhe and the bookstore to the government. So before the New Year was closed, the governor of the capital handled such a case.

The Su family's current official position is not large, but after two dynasties, they have many friends and relatives and a wide network of contacts. The governor of the capital was also very generous and settled the case very neatly. Not only did Ye Yunhe be thrown into prison, but he was also punished

He contacted the relevant bookstore and ordered the other party to collect all the storybooks and hand them over to the Su family for destruction.

This incident caused a lot of commotion, and the people in the capital saw that the Su family's energy was not as high as the previous dynasty, but they were not someone to be bullied.

At the same time, many literati who made a living by writing storybooks took this as a lesson and did not dare to make up random things when writing books, especially influential figures related to the previous dynasty. Although they have passed away, their descendants are still there.

Woolen cloth.

It must be said that there is such a new trend in Beijing's script writing, which is an unexpected surprise.


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