"Cheng Yu!" Lian Zining screamed in a trembling voice, and suddenly reached out and hugged Cheng Yu in front of him tightly.

He is tall, more than one meter eight tall, Cheng Yu is in front of him, like a child, suddenly hugged by Lian Zining, her little face was suddenly red to the root of her ears, her face was full of panic, she wanted to struggle, but she felt that lying in her brother's arms, warm and comfortable to the extreme, she just didn't want to move.

Her hand was soft, the small dustpan in her hand fell to the ground, she sighed comfortably, closed her eyes gently, and let her brother hold herself tighter and tighter, burying her little face in his chest, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of joy.

Lian Zining, with the thinking of a later generation, didn't take this hug seriously, but he felt extremely distressed about this little sister, and he felt guilty to the extreme. He didn't know how many thoughts had turned in the heart of the person in his arms.

"Cheng Yu, it's my brother who has no ability, I'm sorry for you, what do you want to buy, you will buy it tomorrow, my brother swears here, in this life, I will definitely let you live a good life!" Lian Zining's eyes were shining, his voice was very soft, but it was full of firmness!

"Hmm!" Cheng Yu answered inaudibly in his arms, like a lazy cat.

"Cheng Yu, what's wrong with you?" Lian Zining let go of his embrace, put his hand on Cheng Yu's shoulder, looked her up and down and said strangely: "Cheng Yu, what's wrong with you?" ”

Cheng Yu was embarrassed, she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him, she broke free of Lian Zining's hand, picked up the dustpan on the ground in a panic, and returned to her West House without looking back in three steps and two steps, there was a sound from inside, it seemed that something had been knocked over, and after a while, a faint voice came out: "Brother, I'll sleep first, don't forget to blow the lamp!" ”

"This girl, what's the matter?"

Lian Zining faintly felt that there was something wrong with what he had done just now, but suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he was so excited that he couldn't jump up.

"That's right! Talk, talk, how did I forget this thing? Tang poems and Song Ci Yuan Qu Ming novels, the Ming Dynasty was the most popular time for novels, according to historical records, at that time a best-selling novel, the sales were very considerable, the young master and Miss of the big family were almost a copy, such a large sales, the remuneration must be extremely considerable! ”

In the night, Lian Zining smiled very silverily on his face: "We can't do anything else, copy novels, oh no, don't we know how to write novels?" ”

Lian Zining's room is in Dongli House, although the brother and sister are very close, but Cheng Yu is a teenager after all, and in this era, they are already big girls who can get married and have children, so they live in separate rooms early.

Although the Lian family is now in decline, the family foundation is still very solid, after all, it is a military officer family and has saved a lot of family business. Lian Zining's bedroom and study was originally the main house where his parents lived, the furnishings in the house were antique, a large chair and table made of yellow rosewood, the four treasures of the study room were complete, and there was a circle of large furniture around it, which was as high as the roof, and it was also made of yellow rosewood. Just the furniture in this house, according to the current situation, without eight hundred taels of silver, it will definitely not be able to be purchased.

These furniture are very old, the Babu bed was even built during the Yongle Emperor, and you can still buy Xiaoye Tan at the beginning, and then the Holy Son of Heaven repeatedly revitalized the palace, and the big wood in Shu was cut down, and now this kind of good wood is priceless, and you can't buy it with money! So the price of these furniture is even more to look at the high to become, when the family is really declining, Lian Zining did not have the idea to buy two pieces of furniture, but was stopped by the little sister, saying that it was the ancestral family business, how could it be destroyed in his own hands?

After washing, he undressed and went to bed, sleeping on this kind of wide bed like a hut for the first time, Lian Zining was still quite novel, just thinking of this idea of making money, his heart was agitated for a while, but he couldn't sleep anyway. Staring at the top of the bed with a pair of eyes wide, Lian Zining began to think carefully.

When he was in college, he was bullied by a few so-called bastards in school, and he did not make a noise, and later set up a trap to frame those bastards, causing them to be expelled from the school -- they were expelled from prestigious universities after hard work, and all their degree certificates and graduation certificates were in vain.

In this era, it is not easy to write a small talk book, although this era does not have the disgusting 'keyword' control of later generations, and there is no ubiquitous cultural castration, but the punishment is more severe. If it is a later generation, if you find that there are pornographic chapters in your novel, it is a big deal to delete it, and to die is to block your book and let your manuscript fee go down the drain. But if in this era, if you find that your book contains allusions to the heavenly family, then there is only one way to die.

However, compared with its later generations, there are a lot fewer taboos in this era, except for those who have nothing to do with the emperor and can't write, the others can be played in a big way, and the silver and pornographic gods and horses are even more floating clouds, and the Ming Dynasty even treats playing with rabbits as elegant things, let alone reading two erotic novels. Lian Zining still remembers that it seems that during the Wanli period, a person in the south wrote a book, which was a reflection of Zhang Siwei, the old man of the court, and the blood of the old Zhang Ge scolded between the lines, but the author was regarded as a famous scholar by the scholars, and the scholar of the Ming Dynasty was really elusive.

As a member of the later generations of otaku, Lian Zining, who wanders around the Internet all day long, doesn't know how many novels are hidden in his mind, there are always thousands, but these novels are not ready to use, and most of them can't be written.

You can't write sci-fi, right? People in this era only know that the sky is round and the place is round, and if you talk to him about wormholes and space-time jumps, it is basically a chicken and a duck.

Martial arts is not successful, martial arts novels are often brave and ruthless, killing people like hemp, and despising the government, which is in the Ming Dynasty, which pays attention to filial piety and morality, it is simply a naked rebellion, and you kill people wantonly, dog officials at every turn, even if you kill bad people, where do you put the government? Small, want to kill officials and rebel?

Fantasy is not possible, but if it is fantasy, it is inseparable from the ultimate **oss such as the Dark Pope and the Light Pope, and it basically exists as the object of Peking University. The dynasty pays attention to the fact that there are no two masters in the sky, and the emperor is the supreme lord in the world, do you dare to overthrow the emperor?

Come to think of it, after all, it will fall on the two categories.

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