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On the seventh day of March, Chang'an City, Jinchengfang Mansion.

It was the cold season of late spring, and there was a light rain in the sky, and the rain dripped along the eaves, forming a rain curtain like a bead curtain.

Gudong Gudong.

The sound of a kettle boiling came from the kitchen, and Chai Cuiqiao slowly put down the novel published by Lanling Newspaper in her hand, her eyes still resting on the words on the page.

This book was only published last month, and the author is naturally the most popular person in Lanling Daily, Jin Jiang.

Originally, Jin Jiang's writing style was gentle and delicate with a hint of sadness and resentment, but in the latest volume of novels, her writing style has become more lively and cheerful, and the words are filled with a faint joy that never existed before.

This should not be an illusion. When she returned from sweeping the tomb in Weizhou yesterday, and participated in a reading club organized by some noble ladies in Chang'an, many people also speculated whether the teacher Jin Jiang, who never revealed her identity, had finally gained something recently. love.

Of course, it is also possible that the enemy is dead.

Chai Chai thought casually, came to the kitchen, took the kettle off the coal stove, poured boiling water into the thermos,

While releasing his thoughts, he started doing housework.

When I first came to Chang'an, the housework was actually not easy - the Jinchengfang mansion was too large, and it was very troublesome to sweep the floor and dust.

However, since she was admitted to the academy and learned to control spiritual power, housework has become much easier and more enjoyable.

The dust sweeping charm can collect dust, the water spinning spell can wash clothes, and the repelling spell can move heavy objects.

I'm back.

Li Ang's voice came from the front door, and Chai Chai hurriedly put the kettle on the living room table, came to the courtyard, set up a mental barrier to block the rain, naturally took the package in Li Ang's hand, and asked, Why did you come back so late today? Night?

Dongjun Building has something to worry about.

Li Ang said casually. After searching for the well in his hometown to no avail, he took Chai Chai to sweep the tomb, hurried back to Chang'an, and headed to the Dongjun Building of the Xuegong.

The head of the mountain was still missing, so he had no choice but to find the puppet servant named Ati in Dongjun Tower, and learned two things.

First, the fragments of the bronze box that originally sealed the nightmare have been tightly sealed by the academy, and no one is allowed to study it until the head of the mountain returns.

This is mainly due to fear of the all-pervasive reality-distorting ability of the nightmare.

Second, Li Ang's guess about Longyun's spear may be correct - in some pre-Sui classics that recorded Longyun, the term Hualong Sacrifice was vaguely mentioned.

It is believed that the blood of the real dragon is widely distributed in the bodies of wild animals, monsters and even humans.

Whether it is a carp jumping over the dragon's gate, or a snake transforming into a dragon, monsters can activate and refine the thin dragon blood in their bodies through various methods, and evolve into the form of a dragon.

The dragon's blood here is not only the blood on the physical level, but also includes the source of life in the dark.

As a monster, the nightmare's strength is unfathomable. After killing it with Longyun's spear, it absorbed part of its origin, so it gained the ability to change its size.

Perhaps as long as more monsters are killed, Long Yun can really recover to the power it had when it was in the hands of the founding emperor of the Sui Dynasty.

Li Ang put away the umbrella, put it by the door of the living room, and asked, By the way, what's for dinner?

The steamed yellow croaker from the restaurant. Seeing that you haven't come back, young master, I put it in the refrigerator first. Take it out and heat it up now?

Well, I'll go to the study to read a book first, call me when it's hot.

The conversation between the two was natural and warm. Chai Chai was humming a song, and just as he walked to the kitchen, he heard the sound of gudong gudong.

The kettle was still on top of the coal stove, boiling.

Um? Didn't I take down the kettle just now?

Chai Chai blinked suspiciously, released his thoughts, took off the kettle again, opened the refrigerator, and took out the steamed yellow croaker covered with gauze.

Did I remember wrongly?

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On the eighth day of March, Chang'an City, the mansion of Jinchengfang.

It is still raining today.

Li Ang and Chai Chai leave school at the same time in the Academy, but he often reads in the Library Pavilion, or helps Dr. Su Feng, or goes to the Imperial Medical Office to teach, so he often comes home late.

I'm back.

Li Ang held an umbrella, opened the door and walked into the courtyard, only to see Chai Chai sitting in the living room blankly, propping his chin with his hands and wandering in the sky, and there was a kettle on the table. What's wrong, I'm in a daze here.

Ah, you are back, young master.

Chai Chai forced a smile on his face, I've been fascinated by Mr. Jin Jiang's books recently, and I'm wondering when I can write as well as her.

Really? Come on then.

Li Ang smiled from the bottom of his heart, did he know Jin Jiang's true identity.

Lu Yunan has a novel material library that is ahead of an entire era, and he can easily find some material and combine it, and he can crush the small and transparent authors of Lanling News like Chai Chai.

By the way, what's for dinner?

Well, the restaurant hasn't delivered it yet.

Before the words were finished, a restaurant waiter with an umbrella and a lunch box came from outside the main entrance of the mansion, Mr. Li Xiaolang, the food is here for you.

Oh, thanks.

Li Ang got up and walked to the door, took the lunch box, and glanced at it slightly.

Stir-fried eggplant with vegetables, fried pork with rice stems, and beef soup.

Huh? Why is there only one bowl of rice? Didn't you ask for two bowls?

ah?

The restaurant clerk was stunned for a moment, Maybe the master in the store forgot to put it away, so I'll go get it right away.

No, it's quite tiring to run again, just remember to send it off tomorrow.

Li Ang waved his hand and returned to the living room with the lunch box.

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On the ninth day of March, Chang'an City, the mansion of Jinchengfang.

I'm back.

Li Ang held an umbrella, opened the door and walked into the courtyard. He saw Chai Chai sitting in the living room blankly, propping his chin with his hands and wandering in the sky. There was a kettle on the table. Has Le Ling attended the book club yet?

When I was outside, I suddenly remembered that the water at home was still burning, so I came back early.

Chai Chai forced a smile on his face, Master, I.

Mr. Li Xiaolang, the food has been brought to you.

A restaurant clerk with an umbrella and a lunch box came outside the main entrance of the mansion, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Oh, thanks.

Li Ang got up and walked to the door, took the lunch box, and glanced at it slightly.

Stir-fried meat with bamboo shoots, vinegar celery, matsutake ribs soup.

Huh? Why is there only one bowl of rice? Didn't you ask for two bowls?

Ah? Maybe the master in the store forgot to put it away, so I'll go get it right away.

No, it's quite tiring to run again, just remember to send it off tomorrow.

Chai Chai looked at the two talking at the door, and clenched his hands unconsciously.

tick.

Water dripped from between her fingers.

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On the tenth day of March, Chang'an City, the mansion of Jinchengfang.

I'm back.

Holding an umbrella, Li Ang pushed the door into the courtyard, and looked at the mansion suspiciously.

There were fallen leaves on the floor of the living room, a light layer of floating dust accumulated on the table, and a few clothes on the drying rack in the backyard, which had already been soaked by rain.

The young master is back?

Chai Chai walked down from the second floor slowly, his face was thickly smeared with makeup, and he forced a smile, Today I learned the techniques in the book and tried to put on makeup, but I forgot to do housework.

.Which book did you learn makeup from?

The corners of Li Ang's eyes twitched, and he complained. He released his thoughts, took back the clothes hanging in the rain, and cleaned up the fallen leaves and dust in the house.

At the dinner table, Chai Chai pulled half a bowl of rice in the bowl, and suddenly asked: Master, Brother Song, did he say anything to you recently?

Huh? Why do you ask this suddenly?

Li Ang was stunned for a moment, but he still replied: That's it, the incident of the nightmare has hit him too hard, and today he heard from Yang Yu that his complexion is still very bad.

Aren't you in the same grade as Brother Song? Didn't see him during the day?

Maybe I didn't pay attention.

Chai Chai lowered his head and continued to scratch the rice grains in the bowl, By the way, young master, after dinner, I'll measure your body and make some clothes for you.

ha?

Li Ang, who was busy with work and had to write textbooks for the Imperial Medical Office, shook his head and said, It's so troublesome to make clothes, can't you buy them on the street?

Chai Chai said coquettishly: Hey, you just listen to me, I need to use the material of [the maid makes clothes for the young master] when I write novels.

I always feel that you are getting more and more proficient in using this reason.

Li Ang complained with squinted eyes, but still let go of his thoughts and found a tape measure.

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March 11th, Chang'an City, Jinchengfang Mansion.

I'm back.

Li Ang held an umbrella, opened the door and walked into the courtyard, and saw Chai Chai was tinkering with a huge and weird instrument placed on a tripod and made of wood and silk.

Ahem!

Li Ang coughed, and Chai Chai, who was concentrating on studying the camera, turned his head and said with a smile, Master, you are back.

Why did you take out my camera?

I cleaned up the room today, found it in the box, and found the manual.

Chai Chai asked innocently: Master, can this thing really record the picture?

Yes, it can, but it's complicated and dangerous. Children, don't play around.

Li Ang slapped Chai Chai on his forehead, as punishment for tampering with his things.

The dream created by the nightmare made Li Ang retrieve more memories. These days, he used his spare time to work out a general Guidelines for the Development of Science and Technology, which recorded many inventions that he thought could benefit the people of Yu State in the future.

Such as telegraph, telephone, fertilizer, automobile, camera, etc.

He decided to release some inventions every few years in the future. In order not to overthrow the growth, he deliberately recorded different technical routes of the same invention.

For example, camera negatives include both the relatively primitive collodion wet plate method with glass as the substrate, and the more advanced silver bromide process.

Camera photo paper includes both albumen photo paper that needs to use egg whites, and gelatin silver chloride photosensitive paper that can be developed with gas lamps.

He can propose an original technical route of an invention, inspire other scholars, and perfect the invention.

In the warehouse of Jinchengfang mansion, there is a complete set of equipment for taking pictures and developing pictures.

Come on, let me play for a while.

Seeing that Li Ang was about to put away the camera, Chai Chai shook his arm hastily, I need to use the materials of [The maid takes pictures of the young master] when I write novels.

This is the reason again, can you think of a new trick?

Li Ang rolled his eyes, stretched out his hands to rub Chai Chai's hair, By the way, I met Brother Song today, and I asked him to go climbing in Xiashan Mountain tomorrow morning, and I will enlighten him then.

Mr. Li Xiaolang, the food has been brought to you.

The voice of the restaurant waiter sounded again outside the mansion door.

Oh, thanks.

At nightfall, Li Ang lay on the bed with his eyes closed, sensing Mosi clone thousands of miles away.

He is also thinking about the deep dark river under the well of his hometown in Weizhou, and he keeps trying to make the shell of a submarine, trying to explore Jiuyou.

It's just not going well.

As the depth of the submarine continued to descend, immersed in the turbulent river water,

Li Ang sensed that the connection between Mosi's avatar was getting weaker and weaker, so he had no choice but to give the order to abandon the hull of the submarine and let Mosi's avatar drill back to the surface.

Tsk, failed again.

He pinched the center of his brows with a headache, heard a rustling sound, turned his head and saw that Chai Chai was standing on the bedside hugging the pillow at some point.

Li Ang shrank back, Why?

Chai Chai lowered his voice, and whispered like a thief, I need to use the material of [Maidmaid and Young Master Sleeping Together] to write a novel.

I'm convinced. Are you writing a novel or an encyclopedia?

Li Ang patted his forehead, and he was already sighing in his heart, how Lu Yunan, who saw this scene remotely through dreaming, would laugh at himself.

Master, you said yourself that you would support me!

Chai Chai chuckled, lifted a corner of the quilt, and jumped in with a bang.

The single bed for two people is definitely not spacious, especially after feeling the body temperature of Chai Chai through the pajamas, Li Ang coughed awkwardly, and silently turned his back to Chai Chai.

I couldn't help thinking wildly in my heart, why this girl has become more and more strange recently. It doesn't matter if you don't do the housework, and you talk nonsense.

Chai Chai didn't know what was going on in Li Ang's mind at all, and he opened his arms to hug him, breathing gently like a kitten.

Just like when she was afraid of thunder when she was a child, she had to hug Li Ang to fall asleep.

Master?

Um?

If you have time, can you hire another maid for the family?

Huh? Why are you recruiting a maid? There are a lot of weird people in the family. Okay, go to sleep.

Li Ang patted Chai Chai's palm, urging her to sleep quickly.

On the one hand he was really sleepy, on the other hand.

Ahem, Wenxiang nephrite is close to your body, if you don't want to make mistakes, you'd better go to bed early.

Master?

Um?

I made some clothes for you and put them in the closet. And tomorrow you go to climb Xiashan Mountain with Brother Song. I also prepared lunch boxes for you and put them in the refrigerator. Take them out and heat them up at that time. Let's eat later.

Well, what time is it and you still don't sleep, go to sleep.

Master?

There was no response to the call, and Li Ang had already fallen asleep.

Chai Chai moved his body extremely slowly, put his hand on the pillow, propped his cheek, and quietly looked at the profile of Li Ang who was sleeping, with gentle eyes.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, leaving only the rain curtain outside the window as thin as a silk thread, and the two people in the room.

After a long time, Chai Chai quietly moved out of the bed, held the oil lamp and came to the study downstairs, took out the letter paper, pen and ink from the drawer, thought for a long time, and finally wrote down the pen.