The only female official in the imperial court is Si Yiluo. Although her identity in the storybook has been downgraded by five or six levels, the audience's first impression is that she is the heroine in the storybook.
The sickly young master... his identity is just the son of a minister, which has nothing to do with him, but this plot is inexplicably familiar.
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The second time, save the hero again.
Zhou Zhan: "..."
The third time, the sick and weak young man relied on me...
From here on, the direction of the story changed. It might just be a coincidence. Zhou Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, but he felt itchy about what the plot would be next.
Shen Moran rubbed his sore and swollen wrists, breathed a long sigh of relief, and ordered: "Changying, please go tomorrow and send the first three chapters to the bookstore to see if any shopkeeper is willing to take them! If anyone takes a fancy, come back to me. Negotiate the price.”
Zhou Zhan frowned and said, "If you are short of money, just go to the warehouse to withdraw it. Don't you always have the key to the warehouse?"
The majestic princess makes money by writing storybooks, but if word gets out... he will still be embarrassed.
Shen Moran said with a smile: "Your Highness, you don't understand. Don't underestimate the influence of scripts. In the huge city of Shengjing, there are only a few people with noble status who look down on these things. But scripts and plays have a wide audience among the people. There are some things It is better to explain it with your mouth and use official documents from the court than to write it down and let everyone judge for themselves."
"The story makes people more empathetic. This book is just a test of the waters. If it becomes famous, the impact it will have in the future will be absolutely immeasurable."
Zhou Zhan didn't know what she was planning. How valuable could a book about love be?
Shen Moran knew that he didn't understand, and she had just figured it out. The reason why Emperor Yao was still charged with killing his father and regicide was that his explanation only contained official documents and oppression, so the people naturally didn't believe him.
But what if his helplessness back then was written into a story in a storybook?
He took the title of legitimate son, but was bullied by his concubine. His mother was involved in harem battles and her beauty was destroyed. However, his father wanted to support his concubine to become the headmistress. The concubine's son became the legitimate son and inherited the family business...
Regardless of whether it is true or not, writing this story will definitely make everyone sympathize with the legitimate son, and then forgive him for what he did.
They are all forced. If you don't resist, not only will you not be able to save your family property, you will not even be able to save your life...
The more people tell a lie, the more everyone will believe it.
Neither she nor Si Yiluo are good people, what if... they come into use one day!
She wanted to leave another escape route for herself.
She didn't feel guilty at all for giving a high-sounding reason for her behavior.
"I'm hungry, Bitao. Are the ingredients you ordered the kitchen ready?"
In such a cold winter, of course you have to eat shabu-shabu. The bottom of the pot made with beef bones has been prepared since the afternoon. Zhou Zhan eats a light diet. Her diet before was similar to his. Later, she and Si Yiluo got closer and closer, and she liked to eat heavy meals. Taste stuff.
"It has been prepared for a long time!" Bi Tao cleared the table, "I have asked the kitchen several times. Isn't it because you are serious about writing, so I don't dare to disturb you!"
Shen Moran stroked the troubled five internal organs and spoke in a charming tone.
"Your Highness, I have prepared a mandarin duck pot. One side is a spicy butter pot, and the other side is a clear soup pot. Do you mind?"
"The pot tastes great, let's go next door to eat."
Si Yiluo didn't know that Shen Moran had written her into the storybook. The mountain road was not easy to walk at night, and the road was slippery in the snow. The romantic ending was that their carriage broke down halfway.
It was already dark, and there were no people on the road. Si Hai said anxiously: "Master Governor, I will go back to the capital now and call for help."
In order not to attract attention, they did not use the extravagant and extravagant carriage of the Admiral's Mansion for their trip out of the city, but just an inconspicuous blue-gray carriage.
The carriage's rear wheel axle was broken.
Si Yiluo got out of the car, took a look, and asked, "Is there a rope?"
Si Hai shook his head. The space in their carriage was too small and there was nothing in it.
Because of the snow, Si Yiluo could see even at night. He looked around in the snow, dug a spot, and used a dagger to cut a bundle of white thatch soaked in snow.
"Help me cut more cogongrass."
Si Hai let out an oh, and dug open the snowdrift with his bare hands. There was a large piece of this kind of grass buried under the snowdrift. He tried to pull it out with his hands, so he imitated her and cut it with a knife.
At this time, the cogon grass has long since withered, but it has been soaked in snow water and is extremely flexible, allowing it to be braided with straw ropes.
Si Hai moved very quickly, and Si Yiluo quickly braided a section. Then she cut a branch as thick as an arm from the nearby tree, got under the car with a straw rope, and came out after a while.
Snow rubbed the mud from her hands.
"It's fixed, you can go."
Sihai bent down and got his head under the car. When he saw that the broken wheel axle was tied tightly by her, he couldn't help but admire it.
"Master Si is so capable!"
Si Yiluo got into the car again, and Wei Heyan hesitated.
"Can the carriage bear the weight of three of us?"
He had lived in the palace since he was a child, so he probably had never seen this operation. Si Yiluo explained: "Don't worry, when I was in the army, the axle of the carriage transporting grain and grass broke. This is how we dealt with it.
If the food and grass can sustain it, there should be no problem until we return to Beijing."
At the critical moment, a grown man like him was not as useful as a woman. Wei Heyan rubbed his nose and climbed into the carriage.
"I'll replace this carriage when I get back!"
He couldn't be angry with himself, so he vented his anger on the carriage. His sinister tone made the hairs on Si Hai's back stand up. His governor didn't just want to replace the carriage, he probably wanted to take care of it.
The servants of the carriage were changed together!
What happened to the servants who did something wrong in the Admiral's Mansion... He trembled again.
I just heard the female voice in the carriage gently advising: "Just repair it. This carriage is still in good condition. Most of the things in poor families are repaired. Year after year, they will replace it when there is really no other way."
Lose."
"The governor has set up such a big stall, so if you can usually be frugal, you should be more frugal."
Wei Heyan never repaired his clothes when they were torn, but just threw them away. He lived an extremely luxurious life.
This made her, who was always thrifty, a little uncomfortable.
With his wife thinking about him, Wei Heyan's anger dissipated a little, and he ordered Si Hai who was driving the car: "Go back and tell the steward in charge. If something goes wrong again, look out for them!"
Being able to escape this time, Si Hai's gratitude towards Si Yiluo was beyond words and turned into respect.
"Yes, I promise that I won't make any mistakes again!"
Dongchang often helped the palace with secret matters. Sihai handed over the badge of the Admiral's Palace, and the city gate that had been closed for a long time was opened from the inside, and they were let in without even checking.
Entering the twelfth lunar month, Beijing is so lively that every day feels like a Chinese New Year.
After this busy period, the courtiers will have a relatively long annual leave at the end of the year. What should be settled and what should be promoted can basically be decided before the year.
One day after leaving the capital, both of them had things to deal with. When the carriage turned the corner, Si Yiluo jumped onto the nearby courtyard wall, looked back and forth, then went to the appointment hidden in the crowd.
Wei Heyan returned to his house and his subordinates handed him the latest news.
The secret contacts and discussions between the princes and ministers in the court.
From the list alone, it can be seen that every prince has actions.
"What's going on with Princess Poyun and Prince Xiao of Northern Liao?"
In addition to Si Yiluo supervising Beiliao Proton, there are also people monitoring Dongchang.
"Princess Poyun has been out a lot recently to contact the old department. Prince Xiao has been at the post house and I have never seen him go out."
Xiao Poyun's ambition is all written on his face, and she has nothing to worry about. On the contrary, Xiao Yuanjin thinks that no one will notice his little moves...
"Replace the secret sentry with an open one and follow him at twelve o'clock."