After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

She raised her eyes slowly, with a slight smile on her lips, "This silver-gray mink fur cloak seems to be made of the mink fur that my grandmother gave to the Cheng family. Unexpectedly, the brother of the Cheng family cherishes it so much that he even touches it." , no one will touch..."

Cheng De's face was ugly.

This sable fur cloak was sent by his mother to Shengjing City. The silver-gray sable fur is very rare. He knows its value, so he has always been careful when wearing it.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a gift from Nan Fu!

Remembering the action of slapping Nan Baoyi away just now, his cheeks were slightly hot, so he could only keep his face sullen, and said coldly: "It's just something outside of the body, it doesn't matter whoever gives it to you."

Nan Yan followed to smooth things over: "Yes, it's just a big cloak, Mr. Cheng can't afford it. It's just that Mr. Cheng likes to be clean, so he's not used to outsiders touching his clothes."

"My sister really understands the brother of the Cheng family!" Nan Baoyi admired, "I didn't know, I thought you were his fiancée. That's right, the two of you standing together, you really are a man of talent and beauty, and a villain with a heart and a heart—"

"Nan Baoyi!" Cheng De snapped.

"Little girl is poorly educated. If there is a wrong word, I hope you two Haihan." Nan Baoyi blessed Fushen, and noticed the manuscript paper that Nan Yan was holding in his arms with sharp eyes, and couldn't help laughing, "Why, sister also If you learn from the 'Chen Ci and sing through', will you plan to write a book and sell it?"

Nan Yan didn't want to lose face in front of Nan Baoyi, so she denied: "Of course not. These manuscripts are all poems I wrote in my daily life, and they were just taken out and bound into a book as a souvenir. Selling the books I wrote would be too much. Going for fame."

As he spoke, he quietly looked at Cheng De, as if begging him not to expose himself.

As a man, Cheng De was stared at by his daughter's eyes, his self-esteem burst instantly, and he smiled gently at her to comfort her.

The shopkeeper happened to come out to sweep the snow with a broom in his arms. Seeing Nan Yan still standing there, he couldn't help feeling disgusted: "I've already said that your poems are sour. Our bookstore doesn't like them, so it's impossible for you to print and sell them! You The girl is so ignorant, why are you still here?! Go, go, don't delay me sweeping the snow!"

The lie was exposed, Nan Yan tightly clutched the manuscript paper, her pretty face turned red and white.

Cheng De was like a flower interpreting the language, and said softly: "The song is high and few, and the merchants who do business naturally don't understand the beauty of poetry."

He glanced under the eaves.

The bookstore has set up a bookstall there, and the books on display are all popular Mandarin Chinese books.

He picked up a copy of "Handbook of Traitorous Concubine\

,"Said sarcastically: "Books with vulgar content like this can be sold in Nanyue Kingdom, which shows that the people have very poor eyesight and are not blessed to appreciate truly elegant articles."

"That's right." Nan Yan's face was full of sorrow, "This is the sorrow of the entire literary world. Mr. Cheng, with your and my strength, I'm afraid it's not enough to change the vision and level of those people. Why don't you ask the prefect to pass these things on?" The colloquial book is listed as a banned book and banned by the government.”

Nan Baoyi was amused by them.

These two people sang together, it would be a pity not to play the oboe!

Still banned, where did Prefect Cheng get the power to ban books wantonly?

She said seriously: "Although poems and songs are rare, colloquial scripts are also indispensable in life. I think that things that the common people like have value."

"Jiaojiao's words are wrong. What the people like may not be good. The government should come forward to promote truly elegant articles, so that every common people can get the influence of art." expression.

Nan Baoyi sneered: "How can I see that no one cares about your poetry anthology, so I hate those colloquial scripts?"

Cheng De was displeased: "Miss Nanyan is lonely and elegant, how can she be jealous of others? Nan Baoyi, don't use the heart of a villain to save the belly of a gentleman."

He solemnly turned to Nanyan, "I first came back to Jinguan City, and I plan to hold a banquet at Guanxue Lake in the future for the nobles and ladies in the city. Some of them have bookstores in their homes. If Miss Nanyan is willing, she might as well attend the banquet. I will recommend it for you, and let them know the name of your talented woman, and publish a collection of poems for you."

Nan Yan was overjoyed and hurriedly blessed, "Thank you Mr. Cheng for your kindness, but Yan'er is disrespectful!"

Cheng De turned to Nan Baoyi again, "Although I don't want to admit it, you are indeed my fiancee. There will be a banquet at Guanxue Lake in the future. You can come if you can, and don't force yourself if you can't. After all, you will inevitably sing to the winter scenery Poetry and lyrics, if you are not talented, you will be ashamed."

After he left, Nan Yan couldn't help but board the hired carriage with a collection of poems in his hands.

She opened the curtains and looked at Nan Baoyi provocatively: "Jiaojiao, I will definitely go to the feast of watching the snow lake in the future. If you want, I can also write two poems chanting the winter scenery for you." , don’t make you lose face.”

Nan Baoyi raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't bother you."

"Then I'll wait for my sister's 'masterpiece'." Nan Yan smiled triumphantly.

Nan Baoyi watched her carriage go away, and couldn't help kicking the snow.

The shopkeeper of the bookstore came over with a broom in his arms, "Miss Nan Wu, is that your sister? Tsk, didn't you see that she came into the bookstore with a stack of poems in her arms, she only looked at people with her nostrils, and opened her mouth to ask us to print and sell it for her , don’t look at how much you are, do you really think you are a master of poetry? Bah! Who do you look down on!”

Nan Baoyi remembered that he had just dismantled Nan Yan's platform, and couldn't help giving him a thumbs up, "Uncle shopkeeper is the best!"

She took the dividend from the shopkeeper and ran across the long street excitedly.

Your Majesty is so obedient, she told him to wait here, and he really waited here holding the rein, without moving a single step!

With a sweet heart, she waved the envelope at him triumphantly, "It's a dividend from selling books! Second brother, what do you want to eat, I invite you!"

Xiao Yi walked forward side by side with her.

Remembering that when she talked to Cheng De just now, she kept talking about "Brother Cheng's family", and he felt very uncomfortable, so even his demeanor became much colder.

There are many vendors on the roadside.

He stood in front of a stall, "I want to eat this."

Nan Baoyi is counting the bank notes with her head bowed. She doesn't earn much this month, only six hundred taels.

She looked up, and it turned out that the powerful minister wanted to eat seafood.

The stall is lavishly decorated and apparently the most expensive on the street.

Thinking of the more than 20,000 taels of silver bills that were cheated by the powerful minister, her mood suddenly became a little delicate.

She is someone who wants to save money, so she can't spend it lavishly.

So she forced a smile and said, "What kind of seafood do you eat in the cold weather? I think roasted sweet potatoes are good. Why don't I invite my second brother to eat roasted sweet potatoes? It's warm and filling..."

The key is cheap!

Only five cents each!

Xiao Yi looked at another stall, "Since you don't want to serve seafood, let's change to spicy fried rabbit meat."

Spicy fried rabbit meat is also quite expensive!

Nan Baoyi said awkwardly: "Second brother, why don't we choose roasted sweet potatoes? Brother Jiang said that eating coarse grains is good for your health..."