Chapter 27 Wrote eight volumes of words in one day
Author: Angry Little Heizi
Chapter 27 Wrote eight volumes of words in one day
"Since I can't be stubborn anymore, I won't be stubborn anymore. Fu Yuehua is going to watch dad shock you for a whole year."
This short sentence shocked Fu Yuehua. Is this bastard going to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger?
But then she laughed, which shocked me for a whole year. OK, I'm looking forward to it.
But looking at the silver vase Li Xiuzhu was holding, she suddenly frowned.
"Get out now, I'll give you three days to write a plan, otherwise don't blame me for not caring about my feelings."
Li Xiuzhu smiled confidently when he heard this.
"No, I'll give it to you early tomorrow morning."
After Li Xiuzhu finished speaking, he turned around and walked away with the silver bottle in his arms, leaving only Fu Yuehua behind.
Fu Yuehua suddenly smiled after watching Li Xiuzhu leave.
She suddenly discovered that Li Xiuzhu, who was so energetic, was poking her very hard.
Li Xiuzhu, I changed my mind. I want to change you into what I like and then keep you by my side.
Li Xiuzhu returned to the house, put the silver bottle on the bed, and was about to leave, but then he was pulled back.
I saw Yin Ping looking at Li Xiuzhu pitifully, and timidly said: "Uncle, just do your best, Yin Ping doesn't blame you."
"If Yin Ping is sold, Yin Ping will find an opportunity to commit suicide. If my uncle is free from now on, could you please put some incense and burn some paper for me?"
"I heard that the ghosts who spend money are living a miserable life down there. Yin Ping can tolerate it for a while, but uncle, you must think of me and take the time to burn some paper money for me."
As he talked about how miserable he still looked after becoming a ghost, Yin Ping seemed to have taken it in, and he started crying uncontrollably.
Li Xiuzhu was amused. He hooked the bridge of Yin Ping's nose angrily and said, "Don't worry, that won't happen."
"Your uncle, I came to this world, and this is the first time I plan to be serious about something. Wait for me to shock your young lady for a whole year."
"Have a good rest now, your uncle will work hard for the Silver Ping."
The little girl had never heard of such love words, and her heart suddenly felt sweet. Although she was still worried about the future, she was no longer uneasy.
"Well, uncle, can you please not leave? Just write in the room. I promise not to disturb my uncle."
Li Xiuzhu smiled when he heard this.
"Okay, I'm right here! Just sleep well!"
Suddenly the little girl felt even more satisfied, and suddenly she blushed and said timidly: "Uncle, you are so kind. When I finish writing, if you still want it, the silver bottle can be given to me."
When Li Xiuzhu heard this, his head suddenly hit Yin Ping's head, and Yin Ping immediately yelled "Ouch".
"Don't think nonsense. I was drunk last night and didn't care about you. I must have hurt you. Take good care of yourself for two days. When you get better, you can't do it even if you don't want to."
"Um!"
Thinking about the painful scene last night, she was originally scared, but now she felt that the scene had become sweet.
Li Xiuzhu didn't say anything more to Yin Ping. The workload of tens of thousands of words a day was still calligraphy, which was not an ordinary difficulty.
In the room, Li Xiuzhu wrote small characters on a picture scroll, while Yin Ping lay on the bed and watched silently, lost in thought. He didn't know what sweet things he was thinking about, and he always had a smile on his face.
At this time, Fu Yuehua looked at Li Xiuzhu's room strangely. For some reason, no voice came out from his heart for a long time, which made Fu Yuehua, who was accustomed to Li Xiuzhu's voice, somewhat uncomfortable.
Soon, Yin Ping, who was already sleepy, could no longer bear this single scene and fell asleep at some point.
At noon, Jin Ping brought food. Li Xiuzhu didn't eat the food. He took a piece of cake and started eating and writing.
"You mean that my uncle just took a piece of cake and started writing again? And asked you to put down the food?"
"Yes, miss, I glanced at it and saw that half of the picture scroll in front of me was filled with words the size of a ledger."
Wrote so much in one morning? Surprised, Fu Yuehua was envious, even a little bit jealous.
This bastard wanted to shut him out, but for a maid, he was willing to fight like this.
No, he was not doing it for the maid, but for his concubine and his own woman.
It seemed like this was the only thing that could make her feel better.
During dinner, Fu Wenhan looked at Li Xiuzhu's empty seat strangely and asked, "Why didn't Xiuzhu come to dinner today?"
Before Fu Yuehua could say anything, Baozhu immediately started pouting and complaining.
"Father, mother, and eldest sister locked up my brother-in-law. My third sister and I went to play with my brother-in-law, but eldest sister didn't let us in."
Yanyu looked at her fourth sister, then her eldest sister, and immediately lowered her head.
I'm not here, I'm not here, you can't see me!
Fu Yuehua rolled his eyes at Xiaosi angrily, and then said to Fu Wenhan: "Father, Xiuzhu has some opinions and suggestions on the canal, so I wanted to write them down for you to read. I was busy with business, so I didn't let him know.
Baozhu to disturb you."
This was the answer she had already thought of, because she couldn't hide the matter.
As soon as she handed it over to her father, he would definitely know that it was not hers.
Fu Wenhan nodded.
"I see. It's a good idea for him to have this intention. It might as well be for me to look after him later."
"But since he was determined to contribute to the country, why did he refuse when the Heavenly Family offered him an official position?"
"Well..." She didn't know how to explain this.
"Forget it, it's better to practice at home first, so as not to make a fool of yourself when you go out."
Making a fool of yourself? Maybe? Maybe it’s just idealism and just talk on paper.
But for some reason, Fu Yuehua, who thought this way, always felt that Li Xiuzhu would really shock him for a whole year as he said.
The next morning, before dawn and Fu Yuehua had gotten up, Li Xiuzhu knocked on Fu Yuehua's door with dark circles under his eyes.
The sleepy Jin Ling in the ear room quickly got up and asked: "Who is it, so early?"
"It's me, your uncle!"
Jin Ping heard the voice right, so he opened the door. He was shocked when he opened the door.
Is this my uncle who is more beautiful than Song Yu and Pan An?
With these dark circles under his eyes and this decadent look, those who didn't know it might have thought that he was being held back by the young lady from Li Chun Yuan for three days and three nights.
This is done!
Li Xiuzhu ignored the golden bottle, walked straight to Fu Yuehua's bed with eight scrolls in his arms, and threw them all onto the bed.
In his sleep, Fu Yuehua had just been woken up, but before he could wake up, he was suddenly woken up by the flying black shadow.
"ah!"
A scream almost scared Li Xiuzhu to death.
Li Xiuzhu rolled his eyes.
"What the hell is it called? This is the Grand Canal's solution. I numbered each volume for you. I have nothing to do and I went to bed. I'm so sleepy."
Fu Yuehua glanced at the eight scrolls on the bed and was immediately surprised, so many?
Then he looked at Li Xiuzhu and frowned again.
"Did you stay up late to write it?"
Li Xiuzhu yawned and said angrily: "What else? One volume has more than a thousand words, a total of eight volumes with less than 10,000 words. How can I write it without staying up late?"
This brush calligraphy is much more difficult to write than hard-pen calligraphy. It is a big project to dip the brush in from time to time.
"Okay, take your time and watch. I'm going to bed. Remember to carry my silver vase."
Fu Yuehua didn't stop Li Xiuzhu anymore, but for some reason, he was even more envious of Yin Ping.
"Gold vase, hold the lamp, let me see how he shocks me for a whole year."
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