Due to the incident surrounding the assassination, Jiao Shun had to live peacefully at home for a few days. He had to walk in and out of the Yamen in the morning and evening with huge crowds of people. When he finally got free time and came back to Taohua Lane, it was already the sixth year of Longyuan.

It's August 14th.

As soon as he clicked the copper ring twice, Xueyan hurriedly poked his head out. When he saw it was Jiao Shun, his oval face suddenly burst into joy. He opened the door to welcome him out, and turned around and shouted: "Yes."

The uncle is back, the uncle is back!"

Seeing how affectionate she was, Jiao Shun couldn't help but smile, slapped her on the back and said, "What are you yelling about? Help me unload the things first."

This time he drove the carriage in person, and the large and small bundles piled up a large carriage. Fortunately, because of Xueyan's voice, Zijuan, Ouguan, and Chunxian all came out to welcome him, and they all came out together.

Work together to move things down.

Grandma Wang and Lin Daiyu were the last ones to come out. When they saw that there was only Jiao Shun outside the door and Shi Xiangyun and Xing Xiuyan were not brought with them, Sister Lin secretly breathed a sigh of relief - although she was already prepared to face the two of them.

Psychological preparation, but this kind of awareness like going to the execution ground, naturally the sooner you use it, the better.

Jiao Shun was getting out of the car with a large bag of things. When he looked up, he saw Sister Lin standing pretty in the doorway, with a small white hand resting on the door panel. Her picturesque eyebrows and facial features were all dull, but she was

And you can feel the joy from the inside out.

He casually threw the baggage to Xue Yan and strode towards Lin Daiyu.

Xue Yan hurriedly hugged her with both hands, and saw the old man rushing towards the girl without looking back. Although he knew this was a natural thing, he thought that he had been looking forward to it in the morning and in the evening these days, and he hurriedly rushed every time he heard some disturbance.

I hurriedly welcomed him out, but I couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved.

At this time, Jiao Shun suddenly turned around: "There are extra clothes for you. You and Grandma Wang have three sets each, and the rest of the people have two sets each. They are all marked with their names, so don't get confused."

After saying that, without waiting for Xue Yan to respond, he went to flirt with Dai Yu.

After hearing this sentence, Xue Yan suddenly felt that all the clouds in the sky had dispersed. Regardless of whether Jiao Shun was listening or not, he said crisply, "Thank you, uncle, for the reward." Then he hugged the bundle tightly and turned back to Zijuan.

Several people said: "I'll put the clothes in the wing first, and we'll distribute them when we get back."

With that said, he happily followed into the courtyard.

After hearing those "three or three" remarks, Chunxian and Ou Guan didn't think anything of it, but Zijuan felt really depressed.

For so many years, she has been Lin Daiyu's number one maid. Not to mention the relationship between maids and servants, the young men and ladies in Grand View Garden always stick to her first if they want to use it as a favor. However, now because of

So the difference of one night is just...

Although the more she thought about it, she became more and more panicked, but Zijuan was not the one who waited for the city to fail. She did not show anything in front of everyone, especially Jiao Shun and Lin Daiyu, but her thoughts of competing for favor and flattery in secret gradually took over.

Advantage.

But said the other side.

Jiao Shun originally wanted to talk about his farewell, but he just got up and heard Lin Daiyu say: "I have nothing to do these two days, so I have rewritten the beginning of Sister Bao's reply. Please ask Jiao Shun."

Big brother helps to straighten things out."

After saying that, he went directly to the study room and handed the first chapter of "Farewell My Concubine" that he had reviewed and deleted many times to Jiao Shun who followed him to read it - after thinking about it, he turned out Xue Baochai's letter.

, so that Jiao Shun can check it at any time.

Jiao Shun roughly scanned it all and found that more than 90% of the content of the article was adopted from Xue Baochai's original text. Only a few paragraphs had been modified. Basically, the original relatively flat sentiment was elevated as a whole without affecting the context.

Quite a few.

As a result, the story is not only smooth and detailed, but also possesses strong emotional rendering. It can be said to be a masterpiece that combines the advantages of Chai Dai.

Although many details in it are different from the movie plot in Jiao Shun's memory, the atmosphere reflected is not much different, which shows that the two have grasped the core of the story.

Jiao Shun was about to praise it, but he heard Lin Daiyu sigh and say: "It's a pity that it's not convenient to communicate with Sister Bao in person. Some parts are still a bit blunt after all."

Is there any?

Jiao Shun read it again from the beginning, but still couldn't see where the hardness was. But since Lin Daiyu had already said that, if he still praised it blindly, wouldn't he become a flatterer?

He nodded slightly at the moment, pointed to one of the places and said seriously: "That's true, for example, this section at the end, you might as well switch the perspective after XX's death and describe it..."

With no other choice, he naturally had no choice but to resume his great career as a civil servant and use some classic scenes from movies to bluff people.

Although Chai and Dai are both talented women, and they can work together to achieve the effect of one plus one greater than two, it is absolutely impossible to say that the plot concocted in just a few days can surpass the classics of later generations.

After Lin Daiyu listened to his analysis and substitutions, a divine light appeared in her eyes. She didn't even care that Jiao Shun was still there, and directly started sketching on the paper.

When Jiao Shun saw this, he silently went around the table to grind ink for her.

Lin Daiyu just wrote and deleted, deleted and wrote, and spent half an hour replacing the old bridge sections with new bridge sections, and then reviewed it from beginning to end, and then she stood up with basic satisfaction.

Then he suddenly pouted and said: "Since you have such a good idea, why did you still hide it from me when I asked you last time?"

"I finally came up with it on the spur of the moment."

Jiao Shuntian shamelessly boasted: "Of course I am not as good as you two in terms of essay skills. If you want me to make up an article out of thin air, I will definitely not be able to do it. But with this article as a basis, it is okay to insert some of my past experiences."

It’s not difficult.”

After that, he added: "If you ask me, my sister's biggest problem is that she writes things behind closed doors - it would be fine if she wrote some romantic things, but you can't tell me about these things, you haven't even seen them, you only wrote them based on hearsay.

Things, naturally owe three points of real sense."

Lin Daiyu's face suddenly changed after hearing this, and she murmured: "That's right, that's right, I always feel that it's not good enough. How can we, who have been raised in a deep house and compound since childhood, write something real?"

Jiao Shun was waiting for her words and quickly asked: "Then do you want to go outside to collect the scenery?"

"Collecting wind?"

Lin Daiyu subconsciously asked: "How to collect it?"

"Sister, just follow me!"

As Jiao Shun spoke, he called Xue Yan to fetch the bamboo hat and veil from the main room - after riding around the capital that time, the bamboo hat and veil had been hung on the wall behind the door.

Now that she was following Jiao Shun out again, Lin Daiyu would naturally not feel nervous. Instead, she was full of eagerness to try. She took the hat and put it directly on her head. While adjusting the ties of her veil, she asked, "Are you still riding that bicycle?"

"I do think so."

Jiao Shun spread his hands and said helplessly: "But you also know that I was assassinated just a few days ago, and now I am riding a bicycle through the city..."

After hearing this, Lin Daiyu felt something was wrong. She bit her lower lip and hesitated for a moment, saying, "Then why don't we go out now? We don't have to rush to collect the scenery."

"What are you afraid of!"

Jiao Shun took her hand and walked out without saying anything.

The coachman outside, Lao Xu, had already consciously turned the front of the car, and Jiao Shun didn't bother to wait for him to put down the steps. He half-supported and half-carried Lin Daiyu into the car, and he quickly climbed up with a support from his own hands.

After he sat down in the car, he saw that Lin Daiyu still looked a little uneasy, so he took out a shiny silver object from under the seat, showed it to Daiyu sideways, and said, "Sister, look at what this is."

"This is……"

Lin Daiyu looked at it carefully and said uncertainly: "Is it a gun?"

Jiao Shun said solemnly: "It is indeed a handgun, but it is a new repeating handgun made by our Ministry of Industry. It can shoot six bullets continuously, with an effective killing range of twelve feet [about 40 meters]. Those who are hit will either die or be injured.

It can be said that it is a must-have product for traveling at home, visiting relatives and friends, and selling goods.”

Lin Daiyu frowned slightly after listening to the first half of the story. Although she knew that Jiao Shun had brought it for self-defense, she didn't like these weapons that could hurt people by nature.

When he heard the second half, he couldn't help but burst out laughing. He reached out and punched Jiao Shun on the arm, and said angrily: "How can you put visiting relatives and friends together with killing people and stealing goods?"

"Why not?"

Jiao Shun stuffed the revolver back under the seat and said with a smile: "Hasn't my sister heard the story of Cao Mengde's visit to Lu Boxe?"

"That is most likely a fabrication by later generations, how can it be taken as true?"

Seeing that he had taken precautions, Lin Daiyu immediately felt relieved, so she asked: "Where are you going to take me to collect wind?"

"You'll know when you get there."

Jiao Shun pretended to be mysterious, but in fact Lin Daiyu had already speculated in her heart. After all, most of the stories in "Farewell My Concubine" revolve around the theater troupe. If you want to collect folk songs, you can't do without the opera garden.

As expected, the carriage drove not far from Peach Blossom Lane and entered a theater.

Although she guessed it right in advance, Lin Daiyu is still full of expectations for today's gathering.

As soon as they got off the carriage, the class leader led two handsome-looking boys to greet him. When he saw that there was another female student, he turned around and hurriedly put his hands behind his back to signal the two boys to stop.

He was not afraid that the young man would bump into the nobleman's subordinates, but he was worried that the nobleman's subordinates would see the handsome young man lose his temper and make the nobleman angry.

"Greetings to the master and his wife."

The class leader laughed along with him, then stepped forward alone to give a thousand greetings in a reserved manner, and then waited quietly for Jiao Shun's instructions.

Jiao Shun held Lin Daiyu's arm, raised his chin and said, "My people have already made an agreement with you, right?"

"It's agreed, it's agreed!"

As soon as he heard this, he knew that it was the real owner. The leader quickly said: "Master, you can reserve the place in the morning. We will do business as usual in the afternoon, but..."

At this point, he swallowed and then hesitantly said: "But I will give you the money to book the venue."

I have seen a lot of people who book a venue, but this is the first time I have seen someone who has booked a venue and allowed business to continue normally - as the saying goes, if something is abnormal, you are a monster. If you don't come to see it, you will be a rich slave of a noble family. He really doesn't want to be like this.

Things are closely related.

"If you cooperate well, there will be rewards here!"

Jiao Shun smiled slightly, then turned around and took out a set of study and four treasures from the car, and ordered: "Let's go, take us to the backstage first."

I was curious that there were many noble people backstage of the theater, but this time, the troupe leader went straight to the backstage, holding pens, inks, paper and inkstones.

Furthermore, it has always been said that if you sing well, you will be rewarded, but how can you say that if you cooperate well, you will be rewarded?

He felt really uneasy, so he finally had the courage to inquire: "I wonder what the master has to do. I hope I can tell you something so that I can follow it."

"Actually, it's nothing."

Jiao Shun smiled and said: "My wife had a whim and planned to write a vernacular novel with an actor as the protagonist, so I wanted to ask you how you spend your daily life."

After hearing this, the class leader finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Nowadays, there are many people writing vernacular novels on the market. Although female authors are relatively rare, it is not uncommon for these ladies to come up with their own ideas when they are bored.

At that moment, there was no doubt anymore, so he secretly sent someone to warn the theater troupe, let's talk about it, let's talk about it, don't dare to expose those things that are too dirty and shameless in front of the nobles.

So Lin Daiyu, accompanied by Jiao Shun, started this collecting activity.

At first, when she saw that the troupe was full of men, she was a little timid, so she could only relay the questions through Jiao Shun's mouth. After she gradually got used to it, she let go, and later she focused on the prevarication to ask questions.

Jiao Shun, on the other hand, retreated behind the scenes and was responsible for grinding ink and pouring tea for her, and when the actors tried to deal with it, he stood up and used both soft and hard threats and inducements.

The two of them worked together to make all the actors sweat. They didn't dare to say it, but they were unwilling not to say it. They secretly said that this was much more tiring than singing on stage - of course, under the temptation of yellow and white things, most of them

People finally chose to surrender.

By the afternoon, the theater troupe was open for business as usual.

Jiao Shun took Lin Daiyu around the front and backstage again, taking in all kinds of things.

When she returned to Peach Blossom Alley after nightfall, Lin Daiyu was still not finished with her thoughts. She regretted not bringing along Ou Guan, a knowledgeable person, as a result, many details were still unclear.

"There's no rush."

Jiao Shun smiled and comforted him: "When you have fully understood the results of this interview, we will find an opportunity to come again - then we will change to another troupe and see the differences between different troupes."

Lin Daiyu nodded her head repeatedly. Although she had just come out of the theater, she was already thinking about her next gathering.

Talking and laughing along the way, we soon returned to Peach Blossom Lane.

Jiao Shun jumped out of the car first. Lin Daiyu was waiting to set up the steps when he pulled her down and held her in his arms.

Lin Daiyu exclaimed, subconsciously supporting Jiao Shun's chest with her hands, and asked: "Do, what?"

Jiao Shun pursed his lips toward the sky: "Look at the moon, tomorrow will be the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Lin Daiyu subconsciously looked at the bright moon in the sky, and then remembered the agreement she had made with Jiao Shun.

seem……

It's time to make a decision.

Her heart seemed to be suddenly grasped by something, and she was so nervous that it was almost difficult to breathe, let alone make a choice.

At this time, I suddenly heard Jiao Shun laugh and say: "Since it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, we should also have a reunion today."

After saying that, he carried Lin Daiyu and walked towards the main room's boudoir.

Only then did Lin Daiyu realize that he actually left no choice for herself at all.

A month ago, Sister Lin might have been angry because of Jiao Shun's backbiting, but now...

That’s all~

She sighed secretly, and the small hands on her chest quietly grasped Jiao Shun's front - if 'that man' could be so arrogant and domineering back then, how could he end up in this situation now?

…………

Two quarters of an hour later.

Xue Yan, who took the time to dress up, hurried back to the door of Lin Daiyu's boudoir, only to find Zi Juan standing in front of the door with her hands hanging down, her face as red as cinnabar.

Xue Yan's excitement suddenly disappeared, and she subconsciously asked, "Why is sister here?!"

Zijuan raised her head and glanced at her, secretly tightened her clothes, and said with a trembling voice: "I am on duty today, but my sister doesn't have to come again."
Chapter completed!