I walk the career line in dog blood

The matter of hiring ghosts was settled in this way, and then An Yinong traveled abroad for two years, traveling all over the country, and was greeted and seen off by little ghosts.

As a result, some kind of rumor gradually spread in this land, that the ghost king who used to dominate one side found a human being as a partner, and became a docile and strict wife.

"I don't know what kind of stunning beauty it is that can attract this hero who has been indifferent for hundreds of years to be intoxicated with tenderness, and to do such an incredible thing."

"It's rumored to be a man."

"What? Absolutely impossible!...Does he have a habit of Long Yang?"

The turmoil from the outside world did not affect Gu Zhengzhong and An Yinong, nor did it even affect those subordinates who were driven.

In fact, they think it's good to be hired. Many forgotten ghosts have received incense and can eat all they want. In addition to being satisfied with food and clothing, they can also get paper-made villas, paper-made beautiful clothes, and paper-made clothes. BMW……

There is one thing to say, the paper objects provided by the 'madam' are really beautiful and practical, and there are many patterns. In just two years, these offerings have already occupied half of the luxury goods market in the ghost world.

Even some well-known ghosts and ghosts are well-known here: "It doesn't matter if it's money or not, we mainly want to feel the taste of work... By the way, that set of soldier siege suits, make-up sets, paper tie There are others, right?"

In order to make these "incense supplies", An Yinong also specially set up a workshop of incense sticks and a workshop of paper-making objects to provide jobs for some lonely old people and "hard-fated" people in the location.

The work of polishing wood pulp in the incense stick workshop is very simple because of the existence of the water mill, and the paper ties are all designed by An Yinong himself, including eating, drinking and having fun.

The various products it makes are not only exported to ghosts and ghosts, but also sold to humans.

The serious owner, Gu Zhengzhong, never thought that his subordinates would be addicted to these weird things, even to the point of being unable to extricate themselves.

"Probably because I have rich experience in dealing with homeboys and homegirls." An Yinong smiled.

In addition to this, An Yinong also found a few wealthy families with clay mines, and cooperated with them to develop pencils and improve paper.

Pencils and pencil writing paper were born out of nowhere, and several merchants restrained each other, and the prices of pencils and paper were also sold at a low price.

As for An Yinong, he took a one-time patent fee, gained fame again, and even used a pencil himself, killing three birds with one stone.

After two years of traveling, An Yinong had to go to the Imperial College in the capital as agreed.He reorganized the things he traveled along the way, revised the interesting chapters that can be read and read into another volume, and compiled it into "Wanli Splendid Beauty" and printed it at his own expense.

There are more than a dozen illustrations mixed in the booklet, all of which are drawn by An Yi's agricultural modern sketching method, engraved and printed by workers, and then colored in addition, so the three-dimensional effect is very strong.

He took a few hardcover volumes and collected good ink to Beijing to visit several teachers of the Imperial College.

The 22-year-old An Yinong wore a cloth scarf on his head and was dressed in fine cotton, with only a jade pendant and a sword representing a gentleman's weapon dangling from his waist.

"Students meet the teacher." He is a student of the Imperial College, and he is closer to them as a teacher.

Some of these teachers were quite critical of him going out to travel, but they let go of their grudges after talking with him-this student did not go out to play.

When I go back and read this travelogue, I feel even more amazing.Without him, An Yinong's book is full of wit and wit, one short story after another, which can not only reflect the local customs, but also is very interesting.

These stories are either novel, thrilling, gorgeous, or dreamy... people can't stop.

On that day, several teachers of the Imperial College rarely 'wear' dark circles under their eyes, and they looked at each other: "Could it be you too?"

Okay, I've been lighting up the lights and staying up late chasing books.

"Hey, this student can be said to be literary and elegant."

Later, when Master Jijiu came, his face was still bruised, and he covered his face with his sleeve: "I bumped into it accidentally." But the fact is that he and his wife robbed the book, and lost.

This book can't be put down, it's just magical.

After that, his travel notes really became popular in the capital, and some parents even bought them as bedtime reading materials for their children.

After becoming famous with this book, An Yinong once again entered the preparatory stage for the third year of high school in the Imperial College.

The system has strengthened his soul body, his memory and comprehension ability are far superior to ordinary people, and he is hardworking, so An Yinong entered Class B from Class B to Class A in three months.

However, Class A is also full of top players selected from various places, and An Yinong has always been in the middle class among them.

If inspiration came, his literary talent would explode, and those articles would be posted.Every time at this time, An Yinong would hide in his room, or walk quickly past the display panel: the rainbow of classmates was overwhelming, and the shame level was beyond the limit.

In addition, An Yinong's riding, archery, arithmetic, piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting are also remarkable, especially arithmetic, piano, and painting, which are recognized by Master Jijiu.

"However, there are shortcomings in the fly in the ointment."

"What deficiency?"

The classmate smiled and glanced at An Yinong: "For such an elegant and handsome talent like Brother Yinong, people used to throw champagne and flowers when he went out, but there is no beauty in the house to add fragrance, isn't it a deficiency?"

"Of course, yes." Everyone knew that An Yinong had a good temper and could take jokes, so they all made fun of him.

"Brother Haoran's words are wrong." An Yinong turned around holding up the book, "Why don't I have a beauty to add fragrance? My beauty is in my room."

Everyone laughed even more when they heard it.

The Guozijian has always been a room for two people, and An Yinong's house only has a tank of fish besides the newly married roommate and necessary things.

"You want to say that the goldfish in your house are beautiful, but they are not human, and they can't warm your bed. If the fish can really jump out of the pond and turn into a beauty, this body with icy muscles and bones will be beautiful. Brother Nong Xian doesn’t dare to bear it, does he?”

After that, there was another burst of "you understand, I understand" wanton laughter.

An Yinong shook his head with a smile, he said in his heart that icy muscles and bones are only comfortable to the touch.

It's a pity that the sweetheart who has communicated with each other is afraid that his life will be damaged if he gets close. After a few years, he has only become passionate and polite. Occasionally, he would call him "Sir" in person, and he would be at a loss.

Such an interesting and lovely person, why do his subordinates fear him like a tiger or a wolf?

In Guozijian, An Yinong's private life has become a topic.

Except for a few young juren with outstanding talents, most of the students of the Imperial College have married wives and had children, and An Yinong is a minority who are still single at the age of marriage.

At first they thought he was up for sale, waiting to marry a high-ranking official with an empty wife, but why did An Yinong just not marry?He is neither feminine nor masculine at all, and his life is the same as that of a pure Taoist priest.

Many people came to ask about this matter, and An Yinong told them:

"It is rare to live at seventy. Even if I can live to seventy, I have to subtract ten years of being young and ten years old and weak, so there are 50 years left. Half of these 50 years will be taken away for sleep and rest, which is the remaining for 25 years."

"In just 25 years, in addition to studying and studying, I also have to display my ambitions and occasionally go out for outings. If I don't have enough for myself, how can I have time to marry a wife and have children?"

His fallacies convinced many people, and An Yinong's life suddenly became much cleaner - they finally stopped being curious about his sexual orientation and needs.

However, every ten-day holiday (one day off every ten days), his classmates will still actively pull him out, and it is common to hold poetry gatherings and dinners.

On this day, his roommate pulled him out to the party again, and the two played until dark.At this time, there were no pedestrians on the street, only a full moon hanging in the sky.

"Actually, I slept there overnight, and the teacher wouldn't say anything when I went back early the next morning." The roommate drank a little wine and staggered as he walked.

"Going to school reeking of alcohol, even if the teacher doesn't say it, others will." An Yinong walked along the wall, he had to be careful not to run into patrolling soldiers.

There is a curfew in this dynasty, if you are caught going out for a walk in the middle of the night, even if you don't go to jail, education is inevitable.

"Come on, come with me." Unlike An Yinong who violated the rules for the first time, his roommate is an old fritter, he knows the way.Under his leadership, An Yinong walked through several alleys, and soon arrived at the back gate of the Imperial College.

"Uncle Liu!" The roommate lowered his voice.

After a while, a narrow wooden door was pushed open, and an old man with a lantern came out. His sharp eyes swept the two of them, and he muttered: "It will be like this when the ten-day holiday comes."

"Uncle Liu, I brought you a roast chicken." The roommate took out a greased paper bag, and a smell of roast chicken wafted out.Uncle Liu's expression became more amiable, and he reached out to take the roast chicken. Just as he was about to say something, a foul smell suddenly wafted.

Looking along the source of the smell, I saw a person pushing a cart in the alley, with several large wooden barrels on the cart, walking hard under the cold moonlight.

"Unlucky, it's Ye Xianglang."

Ye Xianglang is the person who comes to empty the toilet in the middle of the night. Because of the smell after work, and the smell is very strong, he is looked down upon by others and is a person of low status in the city.

Even if the roommate is drunk, he pinches his nose to avoid it, which shows the strong smell.An Yinong also retreated to the door, he was going to go back and take a good shower to get rid of the smell of alcohol on his body.

"Chen Er, move it carefully, don't pour it out. If it smells, I'll ask someone else to pour it." Behind him came the strange sound of the old man pinching his nose at the door.

Chen Er?An Yinong turned his head subconsciously.

The little lantern was shining on the man, but from such a distance, he couldn't see his face clearly.

"Don't worry, Brother Liu, I will be very careful." The man who poured Yexiang nodded and bowed, obsequiously.

"Yinong, why don't you leave?" the roommate in front called him.

"Oh." An Yinong temporarily put aside the doubts in his heart, and walked along the path to the dormitory.

He was still thinking about it the next day. He felt that the man was called Chen Er by chance. There were so many people with the surname Chen that anyone could be called Chen Er.

After tossing and turning all night, he went to ask the old man who guarded the gate on the third day.

"Chen Er? I don't know the details. I only know that he is a foreigner with a gambler's son who idles around all day. His leg was broken a few days ago. But he is still serious about his work. Why, what is wrong with this man? inappropriate?"

"Oh, nothing." An Yinong shook his head.

"Host, do you suspect that they are the original owner's father and cousin?" The system popped up.

"Just wanted to make sure."

Nine days later, the second ten-day break of this month, all local students went home, and students from other places also went out for a walk.An Yinong went out early in the morning, and headed north according to the address he asked.

The capital can be roughly divided into four districts, the east is the residential area of ​​princes and high officials, the west is home to wealthy merchants, the south is the common people, and the north is the impoverished area.

Chen Er lives in rent in the north, where the rent is cheap and there are the most schools.

An Yinong deliberately glued a beard on his face, and then walked into the most crowded area in the north.

As soon as you step into the North District, it's like stepping into another new capital city. The neat streets are gone, replaced by the broken and unrecognizable pavement, and the sewage is still flowing on the pavement.

In addition, there are few shops on both sides of the street, and there are dilapidated and narrow houses crowded together like fish scales.

There are also many more people on the street than outside, and the clothes on their bodies are patched, but there is a smile on their faces, which shows that they are still full of expectations for the future.

"My child, I want to ask you something." An Yinong stopped a few children running on the road, and he took out a pack of maltose, "Which company is Chen Er who pours Yexiang?"

"Go along this road, turn right at the third alley, and the second one is. Do you ask him to pour Yexiang? Be careful, my mother said that his son didn't learn well and provoked evil people." Several children Under the temptation of maltose, he talked about the location and spit out some gossip.

After An Yinong thanked them, he went to Chen Er's house.

He saw a somewhat dilapidated courtyard house with clothes and dry food drying in the courtyard, and people lived on three sides.

"Who are you looking for?" asked a woman sitting in the yard washing clothes.There are many basins of clothes next to the woman, all of which are blue-gray. It seems that she is helping people wash clothes.

An Yinong looked around, and suddenly outside the door of the West Wing, he saw a young man lying on a recliner, with an unshaven beard and sallow skin, with a walking stick beside the chair.The young man was looking at this side with a ferocious face.

That nephew of the Chen family, An Yinong recognized him at the first sight, even though he looked absolutely terrible, every strand of his hair was written with abjection and hardship.

A few years ago, the two ran away with all the valuables in the house. In the plot, they even took all the food. If the original owner was unlucky, he might die of hunger before he could escape the famine.

At that time, these two people should not have thought of their current situation.

One is a gambler, whose leg was broken because of debts, and the other is with Ye Xiang, and is threatened from time to time, just for the nephew who 'passes on the family line'.

"Who are you looking for?" the laundry lady asked again.

"Sorry, I went wrong." An Yinong turned and left, he didn't gloat or sympathize, only calm after getting a certain answer: seek kindness and get kindness, that's all.

"What a freak."