Chapter 98

Shen Shaoguang and Shao Jie were drinking tea and talking in the back house of Shenji liquor store in Dongshi.

"I didn't expect that there are still people who come to us to steal books!" Shao Jie was rather ironic.

He told Shen Shaoguang what happened just now. A scholar came in and ate a bowl of leeks On the ground, I bumped into someone at the door, and the book fell out, revealing its contents.

When Shao Jie caught up, and business people valued harmony, Shao Jie simply gave him the book, "It is our honor to see Lang Jun's book edited by our shop."

The scholar became more and more embarrassed, and apologized again for stealing the book.

Shao Jie comforted him again: "But take the book back and look at it, how can it be considered stealing? In the future, Lang Jun will be a slaughter for an official. This matter is still an elegant anecdote."

Shen Shaoguang laughed, but he didn't expect Shao Langjun to be Kong Yiji's confidant.

Shao Jie also laughed, feeling that although he didn't have a head capable of reading, he did grow a heart that respects readers.

Shen Shaoguang thought for a while, then smiled: "Well, anyone who writes poems in our poetry book will give a copy." Leave a hole for the poor readers.

Since the emperor took a half-day tour of the East Market and wrote poems, this collection of poems has been consumed quickly. Those who didn’t like poetry and articles before, or those who had already received a copy of the regular customers, did not take it. Now this stuff has almost become a gift for home travel. It is a must-have product for friends and relatives to pretend to be chatting, whether you write poetry or not, whether you love poetry or not, whether you have received it before, as long as the consumption quota is enough, you will get a copy.

There is still no version of "Royal Poems". It is conceivable that if the emperor's poems were added and the second edition was printed, what kind of grand occasion would it be.

Shen Shaoguang and Shao Jie talked about the stamping, and Shao Jie clasped his hands: "I want to tell you about it too, it should be."

Shen Shaoguang is watertight. "Put all the newly collected poems and put them in, then - until the Shangyuan Festival." It's too obvious to let the emperor go, but it can make the emperor's finale.

Shao Jie pointed to Shen Shaoguang, "Smart! Be cautious!"

Shen Shaoguang laughed, is this the beginning of the process of business mutual blowing again?

Shao Jie said angrily, "Why didn't you say I was there that day? If I were there, I could talk about it for several years, and maybe it would still be included in my family tree. No matter how much money I make, it's not as decent as this."

Shen Shaoguang said, "If you want to talk about being decent, there are even more decent things. For example, our poetry collections are becoming more and more popular among scholars. It is useless to read all the poetry and books without talking about hot pot?"

Shao Jie turned his head and spit out a sip of tea all over the floor.

Shen Shaoguang didn't smile, "For example, if there are natural and man-made disasters, we set up a porridge shed; if there is a change in the frontier, an army expedition, we donate money to donate food; if we know which academy is short of money, materials, and space, we use the name of the wine shop or even Lang Jun's personal Name, put a 'Shao Langtang'..."

Shao Jie stopped smiling, thought for a moment, and nodded slowly.

"Doing these things that really benefit the country and the people is really decent. Lang Jun's family tree can be written in great detail." We deserve the benefits brought by these 'volunteer businessmen'."

Shao Jie laughed and pointed at Shen Shaoguang, "Tricky, too treacherous!"

Shen Shaoguang smiled and accepted his alternative flattery.

She didn't know that Shao Jie did embark on the road of public welfare in the future, and because of this was awarded by the emperor as a fifth-grade chaosan doctor, much higher than his grandfather's original rank, and the Shao family was in his hands. The more he shines, he has indeed become one of the most famous people on his family tree.

When Shen Shaoguang and Shao Jie were looking forward to their road to volunteer business, Lin Yan was chatting with Song Shilang of the Ministry of Punishment about some unfinished matters in the prison case handed over a few days ago.

After talking about the business, the two came out of the imperial city together. The sky was a little overcast and the north wind was cold, Shi Lang said with a smile, "This weather is the most suitable for eating hot pot."

Lin Yan nodded.

Thinking of the meal together in the past, Song Shilang half-complained and half-jokingly said, "It's in vain that I still offered treasures to you, who knows that your family is the ancestor of hot pot!"

Last summer, Jingzhao and the Criminal Division were the criminals who were caught in the Shenji liquor store in Chongxian Square. The main trial was Lin Yan and Song Shilang, and Song Shilang also knew about his friend and the female shopkeeper of Shenji. . What's even more coincidental is that the shop was a dowry sold by my wife, and I had seen this Shen shi, and I vaguely remembered that she was indeed a beautiful girl. I blamed Lin Anran for being so infatuated and dedicated to the affairs of the Shen family. try your best...

Remembering that he seemed to disapprove of the pot, and only simmered some fish fillets when he ate it, Song Shilang was really curious, "You are so picky when you eat, don't the girls of the Shen family dislike it?"

Lin Yan smiled and said, "I don't dislike it."

Song Shilang nodded, showing that Lady Shen is gentle.

Song Shilang smiled again and asked, "An Ran's good things are coming soon?"

Lin Yan's smile became warmer and warmer, "Come on, it's about the time of summer."

Lin Yan also asked Shi Lang Song for some details about the wedding preparations and even the personal reception, and he looked very serious. Shilang Song tutted in his heart. Lin Anran, who was so solemn and quiet, also has today...

"Guan Anran described it as if he can't wait to meet him tomorrow..." Song Shilang teased him.

Lin Yan smiled by default.

Song Shilang showed a clear look, they are all men, understand.

On the upcoming Shangyuan Festival, Lin Yan's feeling that he can't wait to welcome him tomorrow is even stronger.

On the days of Shangyuan Festival, when there are lights and songs, and ladies and women walking at night, the weather is really bad, the sky is very overcast, and the wind is very cold.

Lin Yan didn't stay, and had already agreed with Shen Shaoguang in advance to accompany her to watch the lights. He wasn't really interested in looking at the lights, but thinking that the little ladies seemed to like it, and that A-Chu was playful and playful, he couldn't bear to disturb her interest.

When she arrived at the Shen residence, she had already packed up, and the two went out together.

The lamp hanging at the entrance of Shen's house swayed in the wind. With the light, Lin Yan helped Shen Shaoguang to tidy up the hood, tightened the collar of the cloak, took her hand and hid it in the sleeve of his cloak, "Let's go."

The wind blew the lamp racks on the street, making the lamps wobbly, and some paper lanterns were even blown. Although the people looking at the lamps were wrapped thickly, they still shrank their necks and frowned. A different kind of Shangyuan scenery.

Shen Shaoguang laughed, and Lin Yan looked down at her and smiled, and smiled himself.

"Yan Lang, let's discuss it with you, can't we go home and light a light? Why do you have to come out to find this guilt?"

Lin Yan touched her cold nose and cheeks.

"Don't touch, am I getting a runny nose?" Shen Shaoguang frowned.

Lin Yan laughed, and simply untied the belt, wrapped her in his cloak, and walked back with her arms around her.

Not far behind, Liu Chang and Zhou Kui felt that their Alang probably liked the weather very much.

Back indoors, Shen Shaoguang took off his shoes, got on the couch, and covered his legs and feet with a sheepskin mattress. The maid, A Qing, handed her a stove and brought hot tea. The servants and servants also went out to look at the lights together, leaving only a few housekeepers.

Lin Yan sat opposite her and drank hot tea.

Shen Shaoguang will tease if he has nothing to do. She lifted the sheepskin mattress and said with a smile, "You gave me half of the cloak just now, and now I can give you half of the mattress..."

Lin Yan coughed lightly, not embarrassed to accept her return.

However, Shen Shaoguang became more and more energetic, his apricot eyes turned, and he muttered in a low voice: "It's not 'together with the child'..."

Ze those, underwear also. Lin Yan really didn't know what to say about her, and when she was about to puff her face, she already squinted and smiled.

"Ayan, shall we play dice together?" Shen Shaoguang grabbed the sieve that the maids played before on the couch and asked with a smile.

Lin Yan naturally has nothing to do.

The two choose the easiest way to play, compare the number of points, win two out of three games, and the loser can either write a poem, sing a tune, or tell a joke.

Shen Shaoguang's leaf cards are very good, but his ability to throw dice is very mediocre, and Lin Yan is not very good at it. The two of them rely solely on luck.

However, Shen Shaoguang's gambling luck today is really bad, he always loses, always loses. After telling four or five stories and singing a minor tune, Shen Shaoguang saw that he threw another "Yao", so he played a fool, "Stop playing! Stop playing!"

Lin Yan laughed.

Shen Shaoguang felt that it made sense for Lin Shaoyin to not marry a daughter-in-law when he was so old, that is, he had a lot of heart...

Ah Qing brought two bowls of glutinous rice balls and relieved Shen Shaoguang.

There are only a few dumplings in the small bowl, but the colors are different, and the fillings are different. The yellow rice skin is filled with sweet bean paste, the glutinous rice skin is filled with fresh meat, the skin mixed with mung bean is filled with sweet-scented osmanthus, and the skin with basil is filled with black sesame filling.

On such a winter night, eating such a bowl of fragrant and sweet glutinous rice balls and drinking two sips of soup will make my stomach feel very comfortable.

Shen Shaoguang leaned on the hidden sac, playing with the sieve with one hand, and smiled at Lin Yan who had just come in: "Did I owe you a game just now?"

Lin Yan nodded with a smile.

"Ying Ying'er, tell me a riddle." Shen Shaoguang cleared his throat, "The mystery is that two meat dumplings got married."

Lin Yan frowned with a smile.

"Can't guess?" Shen Shaoguang smiled and waved to him, "I'll tell you."

Lin Yan walked to the couch where she was sitting.

Shen Shaoguang sat up straight and chuckled: "The answer is - two meatballs."

Lin Yan pursed his lips, and Shen Shaoguang crooked back to the hidden sac hahaha.

After looking at her for a moment, Lin Yan bullied herself over and pressed her on top of her, wrapping one arm around her waist and placing the other behind her head.

Looking at the handsome face in front of her, Shen Shaoguang was a little stunned, she was just joking.

"Good, close your eyes." Lin Yan had already covered hers with his own.

Shen Shaoguang obediently closed his eyes and put his hands on his neck.

After a while, Lin Yan stopped gasping for breath, and after a while, he calmed down. Looking at the charming little lady in his arms, thinking about the distant summer, he regretted it badly. It is also very good for Shen Pu to perform the six rituals on his behalf. How close is Luoyang, so that we can choose an auspicious day in spring...

The author has something to say: The riddle of Tangyuan marriage originated from a short story about the marriage of dumplings many years ago - dumplings / meat dumplings took off their clothes and became meatballs.