After the fan who wrote the emperor was discovered

On the night of the earthquake, Han Min sat on the railing and finally fell asleep hugging the pillar.

It was dawn when I woke up.

Wearing a thick dress, the voices of neighbors could be heard outside the courtyard wall, exchanging and sharing the thrilling moments of last night.

The family has cleaned the main hall, and the meal is being served at this time.

The tears on his face dried up, and he felt a little uncomfortable. Han Min rubbed his eyes and sat up.

Han Shi said, "Are you awake?"

Han Min rubbed his eyes: "Yes."

"Do your eyes still hurt? Go wash your face and get ready to eat."

"it is good."

Today, the family gathered together for breakfast again, feeling a little lucky to survive the catastrophe.

After breakfast, Han Min went back to his room.

The tiles fell from the roof, and the desk was piled with ashes. He sorted out the copied manuscripts and scripts, and copied the dirty places again.

Han Min was going to send the manuscript first, and when he got the money, he went to buy gray tiles and repair the roof of his house.

Han Min weighed these manuscripts, thinking that they might not be enough, so he took out the small box in which he kept his money.

Another silver ingot was taken.

Going out with the burden on his back, he remembered that he promised Han Pei a few days ago, and took him to buy candy after selling the manuscript, so he called Han Pei to go with him.

In front of Han's house, Han Min helped Han Pei onto the horse: "Sit still."

Leading the horse, chatting with him: "Did you get scared last night?"

Han Pei complained: "Second brother shocked me. I was sleeping soundly, but suddenly I was carried out by someone. I thought it was a bad person who snatched the child."

"Little heartless, I saved your life."

Han Min paused, and said leisurely, "Besides, you have to eat and drink all day long, and the child seller just inquired about it on the street, knowing that raising you is so troublesome, they will definitely not rob you."

Han Pei snorted with his nose.

Han Min tugged on the reins, and the horse stopped.

"What are you humming? Second brother buys you food and drink all day long, how dare you hum?"

As soon as he stepped on the pedals, he got on the horse, hugged Han Pei from behind, and pinched his face.

"What are you humming? Tell the second brother."

Han Min loosened the rein, and the horse started to walk forward.

Han Pei grabbed his lapel: "Second brother, slow down."

"What are you afraid of? Your second brother, I can lead people on horseback when I am eleven or twelve years old. I have taken all my friends in Yong'an City."

The horses spread their hooves and galloped forward.Han Pei howled and hid in Han Min's arms, making people laugh.

When he reached the city gate, Han Min got off his horse.

Horses are not allowed in the city.

Han Pei was still in shock, and tugged on his sleeve: "Second brother, I want to go down too."

Han Min carried him to the ground, holding his younger brother with one hand and the horse with the other.

It was cold, and both of them were wearing half-worn rabbit fur hats with fur collars.

Entering the main road in the city, Han Pei looked up at him: "Second brother."

Han Min lowered his head: "What's wrong?"

Han Pei looked at the stall selling maltose in front of him.

"We have to go to Yuanwailang's house to deliver the manuscript, brother..."

Han Min didn't want to ask for money in front of the children, so he changed his words and said, "If you haven't finished eating when you arrive at the place, it's too rude. You can buy it when you come back."

Han Pei glanced at the maltose reluctantly, pulled Han Min forward, and said to the old man selling sugar, "Grandpa, my second brother will bring me later, you must wait here for me and my brother." ah."

Han Min saluted the old man with a smile, and the old man repeatedly said "definitely".

Passing by Baishi Bookstore, Han Pei saw him parked in front of the bookstore, and quickly pulled him back.

"Second brother, don't buy books!"

Baishi Bookstore prints the books used in the imperial examination all the year round, and it can be regarded as the largest bookstore in Yong'an City.

He often buys enlightenment books for Han Pei here, so Han Pei is a little afraid of this place.

Han Min smiled: "If you don't want to buy books today, Second Brother will just hand over some things to the guys here."

He wrote scripts for Baishi Bookstore, and in the past two years, he wrote sequels; until a few days ago, Baishi Bookstore began to let him write scripts alone.

Han Min stood in front of the door, raising his hand to call for a guy to come over.

The little guy stepped forward: "Mr. Han is here?"

Han Min handed him the manuscript of "Two or Three Things About the Holy Majesty and the Censor" and said, "Morning."

"Hey, I'll take it back and show it to our shopkeeper. If there is something to be changed, follow the old rules. Please come back in a few days, Mr. Han, and settle the money when the changes are made."

Han Min responded, said goodbye to him, and pulled Han Pei away.

Han Min said, "Don't tell Grandpa that we're here."

Han Pei seems to understand: "Okay."

The person who asked Han Min to copy the book was a Yuanwailang from Tongzhou City.

This Yuanwailang had quite a collection of books, and he couldn't bear to read the rare books in his hands all the time, so he asked someone to copy them.

Han Min's handwriting is beautiful, and when he was writing letters for others outside, he saw him, so he invited Han Min.

Standing in front of the remote corner door, Han Min knocked on the door.

After a while, the people inside opened the door and came out.

The servant took the manuscript from Han Min and asked them to sit in the side hall for a while.

Han Min sat on the seat, took a sip from the cup of tea, picked up a piece of chestnut cake, and handed it to Han Pei.

"Do you want to eat?"

Han Pei shook his head, thinking about his maltose.

Han Min smiled and ate the chestnut cake by himself.

After waiting for a long time, the boy came back.

"I'm really sorry, our young master was shocked yesterday and cried for candy. The master was so anxious that he asked me to go outside to find a candy seller when he saw me, so it took a long time."

The servant counted the money, and handed two pieces of silver and a dozen or so copper coins to Han Min.

"Mr. Han, please order some. Our master said that the earthquake last night made it difficult for Mr. Han's family, so let me add some more."

Han Min only glanced at it, then looked at the boy again: "Excuse me..."

The young man said: "Master said, there is no book to copy for the time being. Mr. Han has been copying for two years, and he has finished copying."

Han Min was slightly startled, but then he came to his senses and responded, "Okay, if there are new Tibetans in the future, you can find me again."

"Okay, okay, I'll see Mr. Han off."

Han Min put the extra money on the table and took Han Pei out.

The boy sent the two of them out of the side door.

Han Min touched the money in his sleeve, and the source of income was cut off.

He pursed his lips, put aside his troubles for the time being, and pulled Han Pei up: "Let's go, Second Brother will buy you candy."

Han Pei took his hand and walked back the way he came, feeling so happy that he was about to fly.

It's a pity that when I went back, the old man selling sugar had already left.

The mother-in-law who sells oranges next door said that she was called out by a boy from Yuanwailang's family.

It's a coincidence, but it's too coincidental.

Seeing that Han Pei was gloomy, Han Min led him to sit on the steps and wait.

Han Min put his arms around his shoulders: "It's because of Second Brother's fault, I should buy you candy first."

Han Pei shook his head: "Second brother doesn't know. It is very difficult for second brother to earn money." He gestured with his small hand: "Things that are so thick are worth such a little money."

He propped his head up, lost in thought.

Han Min didn't want him to understand these things so early, so he said, "Second brother has always been rich, it's not like you don't know, can second brother buy you rice candy?"

Han Pei was silent.

"Then the second brother will take you to Fuyuanju to buy some snacks, okay?"

He still doesn't speak.

Han Min finally said, "Then... maybe the old man will come back after a while?"

Only then did Han Pei regain some energy, and he asked softly, "Second Brother, why can't we call Grandpa home? Obviously I asked Grandpa to wait for me first."

Han Min opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain.

He thought for a while, picked up Han Pei, and whispered to him, "The old man who sells sugar is actually a miracle doctor. You heard it just now. The child of Yuanwailang's family was frightened, so his parents are in a hurry to ask The miracle doctor grandpa went to see a doctor."

Han Pei hugged his neck: "I'm not feeling well either."

"what happened to you?"

"I'm dizzy and sleepy when I see the words in the book."

Finally, Han Pei said: "But it's more serious to be scared."

Han Min chuckled and touched his forehead with his forehead.

In the end, Han Min had no choice but to take Han Pei away before the old sugar seller came back.

Last night, the earthquake in Liuzhou spread to Tongzhou, and most of Tongzhou city was built with wooden tiles.The mortise and tenon structure is stable, but the tiles on the roof were shaken off and damaged a lot.

In the suburbs, there are plasterers and tile kilns owned by ordinary people.

When they arrived, the owner of the tile kiln said that it was a misfortune for him to come, and that only one person came before and bought most of the remaining gray tiles.

After searching around in the kiln, I managed to scrape together half a basket of gray tiles. I spent more than half of the cost of the manuscript, leaving only a small change.

Put Huiwa on the horse's back, Han Pei also sat on the horse, Han Min led the horse, and went to the mason.

The owner of the kiln saw the direction he was going, and shouted behind him: "Little brother! Master Zhou is not at home!"

Han Min turned his head.

"I don't know how many people have broken roofs in this city. He went out early in the morning and probably won't come back until evening. Don't go, it's a waste of time."

Han Min cupped his hands at him: "Thank you very much."

He led the horse and headed home.

On the way, I saw thatch piled up in the fields beside the road, so I bought some thatch with the remaining copper coins.

Han Min touched his chin as he walked, "System, please help me find documents on roof repair."

The system has some doubts: "I'm afraid you will fall off the roof."

"The roof of our house is not high, so we can't let grandpa and his family members spend the night in the wind..."

So the system found him a general technical manual.

Turning to the pages of repairing the roof, Han Min read the whole article and felt that there should be no problem.

The house of the Han family is a small courtyard with an inner house behind it.

Han Min unloaded the gray tiles and thatch from the horse, moved the wooden ladder, tied up his clothes, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to repair the roof of Grandpa's room first.

Grandpa Han sat on the porch, looked up at him climbing the ladder, and said repeatedly: "Be careful."

Han Min was also a little afraid of heights and didn't dare to show it. He just smiled at his grandfather.

Squinting his eyes, he climbed up.Sitting on the roof, Han Min suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten something——

He lowered his head and saw half a basket of gray tiles, which was still on the ground in the yard, and he didn't bring it up.

"Well... this, Grandpa! Forget it, let me climb again by myself."

Han Min didn't dare to look down, and climbed down the ladder again.

Grandpa Han said: "Just mess around with it."

Han Min picked up the bamboo basket, supported the wooden ladder, and nodded, "I know, Grandpa...the main reason is that I don't know how to handle it carefully."

On this day, Han Min blew the cold wind on the roof for a long time, sniffing his nose while repairing the roof.

The system showed him the diagram for reference.

Han Min tilted his head: "What is this? Did you hold it upside down?"

The system said helplessly: "That's how it is, you follow it."

Han Min tilted his head to the other side, still suspecting that it was held upside down.

Just tinkering like this, Han Min spent a whole day to make the roof of his house——

It can't be regarded as repaired, it can only be regarded as covered with something.

At dusk, Han Min stood in the yard, standing on tiptoes, looking up at the roof he had repaired.

Grandpa Han leaned on a cane, stood beside him, squinted his eyes for a while, and muttered, "My brother, this is your room..."

He pushed his room to the back, and it was getting dark, so he messed with it twice.

Han Min looked at the leaky roof he had covered with thatch, but said, "Grandpa, the thatch is very stable, I put it on four layers."

"Oh? What mechanism is there?"

Han Min clasped his hands: "Old Du said: 'August and autumn winds are howling, rolling three layers of grass on my house.' I have four layers, one more than Lao Du. And it's not August yet."

Just as I was saying this, the north wind blew, and a few thatch flew into the sky.

The author has something to say:

Mimi is really a typical literati mentality, urging the prince to quickly become the second day of the emperor!Build a house of gold for Mimi!quick!