After time travel, I became a talented lady

The sun was shining brightly. After breakfast, Cheng Deqing went out to meet friends. Liu Yunniang was too lazy to go out and decided to stay in her room and read the books in the study. After finishing the two books she took for the first time, Liu Yunniang looked through the study again, picked up a few books with interesting names, leaned against the big pillow, and started reading them carefully.

Cui'er sat on a spring bench and embroidered purses.

The room was quiet except for the sound of books being turned.

Ruping led the little girl in the kitchen to prepare the meal, but Liu Yunniang still had more to say. The story tells that a rich girl eloped with a poor scholar. After high school, the poor scholar was caught by a subordinate and married to a government girl, abandoning the rich girl. The rich girl was desperate. He committed suicide by drowning himself in the river.

"Hey, since ancient times, there is only so much love and hatred, and most of the people who hate me are scholars!" Liu Yuniang said with emotion.

"Madam, let's eat. You've been looking at it all morning. Your eyes should hurt." Ruping said with a smile, "Our second master will never be like this, so don't be sad."

"Let him go, I can't control it." Liu Yunniang said casually.

After dinner, Liu Yunniang changed into a narrow-sleeved shirt with a green floor-length skirt underneath, and took Cui'er Ruping out to visit the bookstore. After reading for so many days, she had an idea.

There are two major bookstores and dozens of small bookstores in Qiantang. Liu Yunniang first went to the largest bookstore of the Song Dynasty. Most of the stores in the store were classics and history, epigraphy, calligraphy and painting, various poems, and general guides. There are not many words in the local chronicles and travel notes, but they are all placed in conspicuous positions. The story books mostly talk about the dramas of talented men and beautiful women, and the travel notes also talk about the local customs and secrets of unofficial history.

Another big bookstore, Rong Liulang Bookstore, is pretty much the same, but compared to Songzhai Bookstore, it has more antique treasures for sale.

Liu Yunniang, the master and the servant, chose several nearby small bookshops to read. In the small bookshops, books such as local chronicles, travel notes, story books, and the Secret History of Daqi were basically the main products, and they were the most frequently sold.

It seems that no matter what dynasty, gossip is always a hot topic.

Liu Yunniang had an idea, so she returned to Songzhai Bookstore and asked the shopkeeper about it.

"Shopkeeper, would you like to receive the manuscripts here?" Liu Yunniang had a good impression of the books in Songzhai Bookstore. The books were carefully edited and of high quality. The scripts were all accompanied by paintings, and the paintings were very vivid. Liu Yunniang plans to work with them to publish a book together.

"This lady, the shop receives manuscripts. The shop also has some poets who provide manuscripts for us. However, the rules of the shop are not to submit multiple manuscripts at the same time. The division will depend on the sales volume of the book." The shopkeeper of the bookstore said. He was wearing a mustache and his eyes were shining brightly.

"What will happen if the sales volume is not good at the beginning?" Liu Yunniang asked.

"So the requirements for newcomers to publish books are a bit high. If the sales volume is less than within three months, the royalties will be deducted." The shopkeeper looked like a shrewd businessman.

Liu Yunniang asked Rong Liulang Bookstore again, and her request was similar.

After researching the market conditions, Liu Yunniang felt confident. She felt that her life had a direction and her efforts had a goal. She felt very happy. She stopped by Tao Ranju, bought some snacks and went to the shop to visit Liu's father.

At the silver shop run by the Liu family, the shopkeeper at the front saw the girl coming and hurriedly welcomed Liu Yunniang into the backyard. Liu's father was in the backyard craftsman's shop. He was very fat and agile. He was staring at the old master polishing a ruby. The old master was calm and composed. He is leisurely, meticulous, and not afraid of Master Liu's eyes like lightbulbs.

"Dad, I'm here to see you," Liu Yunniang called out through the window.

"Hey", Mr. Liu didn't care about the ruby ​​anymore, and hurriedly walked out of the door happily, "My dear, it's so hot, don't let it melt in the sun, come in quickly."

The two of them entered the living room, and Cui'er went to the small kitchen to get hot water to make tea.

"Nanny, the sun is so bright, why don't you rest at home? You are married now and you are always running around. Will the old lady be unhappy?" Mr. Liu took a sip of tea.

"Dad, don't worry. The old lady is very nice, and my husband doesn't restrict me. I feel that the house is boring, so I went out to visit the bookstore and buy some books." Liu Yunniang said with a charming smile.

"Okay, okay, you live a comfortable life, and dad is happy. As expected, my daughter followed your mother's love of reading, and your mother is good at playing, playing, playing, chess, calligraphy and painting." Liu's father looked proud.

"Dad, what else will my mother do?" Liu Yunniang teased.

"Your mother knows everything. Your mother is more beautiful than you. Your mother speaks as softly as the wind. Her eyes can speak. Once she looks at me, I can't say anything against her." Mr. Liu fell into beautiful memories.

Ruping and Cui'er stood aside, covering their mouths and laughing secretly. Liu Yunniang was very touched. Liu Yunniang is 17 years old this year. Liu's mother has been dead for more than ten years, and Liu's father still remembers Liu's mother's smile.

"Dad, I want to write the story of you and my mother into the storybook." Liu Yunniang said solemnly.

"Oh, what's there to write about?" Liu's father looked at his daughter in embarrassment.

Liu Yuniang was chatting about business with Liu's father. She told Liu's father to take care of his health. The shopkeeper came to the front door again with Cheng Deqing.

"Ms. sir, are you here to pick me up?" Liu Yunniang looked through the window and realized that it was getting a little dark. She looked at the clepsydra in the hall. It was about six o'clock in the evening.

"Dad," Cheng Deqing bowed like Liu's father, "it's a little late. My son-in-law is here to pick up Yun Niang."

Father Liu stood up and took his daughter and son-in-law to the restaurant next to the silver building for dinner and a drink as a family.

At the time of Xu, Cheng Deqing and Liu Yunniang returned to Tanxiangyuan.

The bathroom has been tidied up, and there is a layer of bright red rose petals floating in the tub. Liu Yunniang takes off her clothes and sits comfortably in the tub. The bright red petals stick to her white skin, which is dazzlingly white. , intense red. The water vapor is thick, and the plump preserved snow is looming, and two red plums are hidden among the rose petals. From time to time, I poke my head out, and I see her beautiful eyes lightly closed, leaning on the tub, with a seductive look.

Cheng Deqing stood behind the screen and took a shower and got dressed. When he came in and saw his charming wife, his throat rolled.

Liu Yunniang opened her eyes when she heard the noise and saw Cheng Deqing's eyes were on fire and he was taking off his clothes again. She couldn't help but cover her breasts and shouted delicately: "Mr., don't come in."

Cheng Deqing raised the corners of his mouth and gave a bad smile, "I'll come in right now."

Cheng Deqing pinched Liu Yunniang's waist with both hands, pressed Liu Yunniang against the tub, lowered his head and kissed Liu Yunniang's red mouth fiercely.

Liu Yunniang was unable to resist, so she had to let him go, and the water in the bathtub splashed all over the floor.

There is no difference between the wind and the moon.

Half an hour later, Cheng Deqing wiped Liu Yunniang's body with a handkerchief, hugged the limp Liu Yunniang, and returned to bed.

Liu Yunniang lay on Cheng Deqing's chest, breathing heavily with her eyes closed. Chen Deqing's chest shook and he laughed.

"So sweet. Where have you been today?" Chen Deqing kissed his sweet wife's eyelids.

"I went to the bookshop, husband, I want to write a storybook." Liu Yunniang is very delicate.

"Well, it's up to you. Take a few more people with you when you go out. I'll take you to Goulan to watch a show someday. You will definitely like it." Cheng Deqing rubbed his sweet wife's tender skin.

"Ms., you are so kind." Liu Yunniang also kissed Cheng Deqing.