The landowner's wife of the imperial examination

Chapter 1132
Jiang Changxi was in a good mood and thought: "I want to build a library. I want to hire the best painter to illustrate the story books in my library. I want to make the story books into a revolving lantern. I am happy or unhappy. Whenever you want, you can come over and have fun.”

Jiang Changxi: "I need a gentleman to write storybooks for me in my library. I can read whatever I want, just click on it."

Mr. Zhou has a big head. I really don’t know how to remember that stroke. It’s not easier than raising a theater troupe in the house.

Madam's studiousness turns out to be only at this level.A library full of story books, and he helped create them. My husband would also go crazy.

The dilemma of loyalty and filial piety is something Mr. Zhou now understands.How can I satisfy my wife without making my husband angry?

Mr. Zhou: "Well, you still have to be cautious about this. I have confirmed it for my husband. I can't do this privately."

Followed by: "Madam, do you have a slightly smaller goal that I can achieve for my husband first for my wife? I will put this goal aside first and let my husband save some private property first."

The main thing is to let the husband accept it a little bit first.If a university student asks students to have a library full of story books, they are afraid that the teacher will be angry and ignite the fire.

Jiang Changxi said in his heart, I was just thinking about it, I really never thought of making such a big noise.

The key is that Mr. Zhou can't do it: "Can you save a private house? Your daughter, your son, your husband, and your brother-in-law in the future. I'm afraid I will have to save a private house for your uncle in the future?" Is it her turn?

Mr. Zhou felt pressure on his shoulders when he was told: "That is indeed a bit difficult, otherwise, madam, please give me a higher monthly salary for my husband."

Jiang Changxi said with a dark face: "So Mr. Zhou is here to swindle my money." It felt like he had come across a gangster.Build a library for me and give you a monthly salary increase first. What do you think?You really think she's easy to coax, don't you?Having said that, I am still a bit cheap and easy to coax.

Zhou Lan: "That's absolutely impossible. Under the guidance of my wife, I suddenly discovered that my husband's financial gap is a bit large."

Jiang Changxi: "The private room you have is definitely not enough."

Mr. Zhou feels that it is a bit difficult to reduce expenditures. The main thing is to increase revenue: "Otherwise, you think, my husband should do the same as my husband, get a different name and write a storybook."

Jiang Changxi: "Huh, what you wrote and earned money from, it is also mine, my private house."

Mr. Zhou couldn't help but laugh: "That's natural. They all belong to Madam. When the time comes, we will invite a few more gentlemen to draw illustrations for Madam's book."

Jiang Changxi: "Stop bragging, you think you are so capable, no one will read what you write, and you still want to invite a few more gentlemen."

Mr. Zhou is really unconvinced. Why is it that no one reads it? His writing skills are still good: "I am the direct disciple of Sir."

Jiang Changxi: "You'd better go to Mr. Cha's place first and ask if Mr. Cha Cha has any direct disciples."

Jiang Changxi: "Master Zhou, don't think that you can coax me, but I accept Master Zhou's wishes."

As a husband, how can you let your wife say that you like her? Mr. Zhou is a little angry.Helpless, the hero is short of breath and lacks heroic courage.

Not to mention how unhappy Mr. Zhou is, how could he be like this and not be trusted?Speaking of which, the money is really a bit scarce.

The question is, Madam’s dream is really special. If she really builds a library for Madam, will her husband break her legs?

Mr. Zhou picked up his pen and started painting.If you don't hire an artist and just paint it yourself, your husband shouldn't be too upset.

In this chess, calligraphy and painting, Mr. Zhou found that he was sparse in everything.

Speaking of which, how difficult can it be to draw illustrations for a book for my wife? Does it require much fame?

So Mr. Zhou began to read Mr. Zhou's script carefully, and then he began to summarize the characteristics of these characters.

Not to mention what Mr. Zhou wants to do, if you take it seriously, it is really exciting.

The small portraits of characters came out first, and then they found the famous scenes in Mr.'s drawing book, and they started painting.It's really a bit sleepless and forgetful about food. Recently, in addition to being on errands, Mr. Zhou has been busy in the study when he returns home.

When Jiang Changxi got it in his hands, it was basically a comic book or a little book.

There are plot annotations in small characters written by Mr. Zhou below, and Jiang Changxi couldn't put it down.I didn't expect to see such a thing in such a place.

Excited, she hugged Mr. Zhou and kissed him: "I will give you a monthly salary increase for your husband."

This is really flattering. Mr. Zhou didn't expect that Madam would be so easy to please.

There will be a direction in the future.Before Lord Zhou received his monthly payment, the husband and the female disciple started arguing very fiercely.

The reason was not that the illustrations were not good, but that the female disciple’s ability to come up with names made the husband intolerable.

Master Zhou came over to persuade him, but he pointed at the illustration and scolded the eldest disciple: "You are not doing your job properly." Of course, this is not the point, we can talk about it later.

Then the husband began to angrily rebuke: "Do you know what the pen name he gave this illustrator is?"

Mr. Zhou was not ashamed to ask. He really didn’t know what name could make Mr. Zhou so angry.

The gentleman grinded his back molars and spit out two words: "Second tea."

Zhou Lan's face turned dark, and he even lost his face towards Jiang Changxi: "Can I have some snacks?" No wonder the gentleman was angry.

Jiang Changxi: "What's wrong with this name? As soon as I hear it, I have a special relationship with Mr. Jiancha. It will give readers something to talk about. Otherwise, what name should I give you?"

Sir snorted coldly, you just think the tea appraiser has a nice name? What I regret most in this life is not the writing of the storybook, but this unspeakable pen name.

Mr. Zhou's tone softened a bit, and it would be better if we could discuss it: "Does it have to be tea?"

Jiang Changxi threw it out: "Otherwise, you are just jealous."

Mr. Zhou frowned, but tea is better: "You should still drink tea."

The teacher was standing next to him: "Isn't there poetry and wine?" Is the eldest disciple stupid? How could he follow the female disciple's train of thought?

Jiang Changxi stretched out his fingers and said one by one: "Mr. Erhua, Mr. Camellia, Mr. Jianhua, can you listen?"

Then: "I'm afraid that people will arrest you as a male pervert. Ercha is the only choice."

Mr. Zhou was also afraid of being chased and beaten: "Sir, just two teas. I really don't need anything else."

Sir, he looked at the disciple with the look in his eyes, "I can't save you," and then ignored him.

But the illustrations are still very nice. Sir: "You are a servant, how can you be so idle?"

Mr. Zhou lowered his head to admit his mistake and struggled stubbornly: "Disciple did not delay his business."

Mr.: "Thank you for knowing that you have something serious to do. Why are you doing this?"

Mr. Zhou was ashamed and whispered: "Silver."

(End of this chapter)