Into the Wife's Brain [Quick Transmigration]

"General, I have your letter."

Cen Jia was looking at the topographic map, and frowned upon hearing this.

He took it by hand, opened the letter, and the brows that were frowned just now relaxed.

The lieutenants standing next to him showed curiosity and asked impatiently, "General, do you have some good news?"

Cen Jia raised his head, stretched his eyebrows and eyes, seemed to be pleased, and said: "It's just a letter from home."

He shook his head helplessly, and said: "You are young, too clingy, I have only been away for a few days, and I am not sensible."

Several lieutenants: "..."

Your expression doesn't look like scolding the other party for being ignorant.

Wan Yushu, who was standing closest to Cen Jia, took a sneak peek.

Ah, this word is too ugly.Hot eyes.

Cen Jia said: "Let's come here first today, everyone should go to bed early."

Several lieutenants responded unevenly: "Yes, General."

Just as Wan Yushu was about to go down with a few lieutenants, he heard Cen Jia say: "Wan Yushu, you stay here and go prepare the pen, ink, paper and inkstone for Benhou."

Wan Yushu quickly replied: "Yes."

Outside the house, Lieutenant A asked with some doubts: "Hey? When did the general get married? Why didn't you tell me?"

These lieutenants have all fought against Cen Jia before, and they respect Cen Jia very much, but they are also close, not as complicated as when outsiders look at Cen Jia.

Lieutenant B also thought about it for a while, but couldn't figure out when Cen Jia got married, so he asked Lieutenant C: "Old Zhao, aren't you in the capital with Lord Qiantose? You don't know?"

Lieutenant C was also very puzzled: "Master Qiantose is not married."

He suddenly remembered something, and said: "Oh, I remembered, not long ago, Jiu Qiansui took a male concubine, and I heard that he is very spoiled."

Lieutenant A waved his hand: "What is this? It's worth mentioning. No matter how much you love her, she's a male concubine. How can she be regarded as a family member? Maybe it's because Qiantose has a lover. Maybe, we're going to have a wedding."

Lieutenant B nodded in agreement.A concubine, no matter how spoiled she is, is not a wife.

Only Lieutenant C did not speak.He didn't think that was the case.

Truth is often only in the hands of a few people.

*******

inside the tent.

Wan Yushu brought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and stood aside. From the corner of his eye, he watched Cen Jia spread the ink on the paper and prepare to write, and his eyes felt a little better.

He was a little excited, you know, nine thousand year old regular script and running script are unique in Da'an country, and a single word is hard to find.

Wan Yushu peeked at it while studying ink, thinking that Jiu Qiansui hated ugly characters the most in his life. There was once a minister with ugly characters, who was immediately dismissed from office by Cen Jia and asked him to practice his characters before coming back.Now that Mr. Gu's handwriting is so ugly, he will definitely be scolded by Jiu Qiansui!

Maybe it will fall out of favor.

Then, he saw Cen Jia raised his pen and wrote two words: "My little sweetheart."

Wan Yushu: "..."

He must have read it wrong... right?

Just as he was about to continue watching, he saw Cen Jia get up slightly and glanced at him.

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked away.

Cen Jia turned his attention to the paper again, and wrote with a brush in his sleeves.

He just saw in the letter that Gu Ning was so angry at not letting him go out, a big letter, all scolding him.

The characters are round and big, in different shapes, very cute.

Seeing the words were like faces, the bulging look seemed to immediately appear in front of his eyes.

With a smile in the corner of his eyes, he wrote: "You can go out, just find a teacher who will teach you how to write."

After finishing the words, he thought of the way other people got along with Gu Fenghe to accompany him to write, and felt uncomfortable, and added a joke next to him: "It's better to forget it, so as not to piss people off, and wait for this Marquis to return from victory. I will teach you myself."

When he was done, he put the pen in the holder, let the ink dry, and put it in an envelope.

He walked to the head of the bed, took away the pillow, and there was a piece of folded cloth underneath.He took it out, put it together with the letter, then picked up the wax, sealed it tightly, and stamped his own seal.

He handed it to Wan Yushu: "You send it yourself, nothing will be lost."

Wan Yushu: "Yes."

He wondered, isn't it just a greasy love letter?Is there any secret?

*******

Seeing the letter written by Cen Jia, the teacher didn't know if he was mad, but Gu Ning was almost mad when he saw this.

His writing is not ugly, okay? !He is just not used to writing calligraphy! ! !

After reading the letter, he suddenly found that there was a folded piece of cloth inside the envelope.

He opened it, blushed immediately, threw it on the table, and was afraid that people would see it, so he quickly put it in his arms.

This rascal!

Shameless!

Gu Ning blushed.On the cloth was a small nude portrait of a man, and his face looked like him.

No, he wants to be ashamed.You can't be molested by him for nothing!

He also wants to tease him back!

By the way, let Cen Jia, an ancient person, take a look at Western paintings that are comparable to taking pictures.

He said to the little eunuch, "Go and get me some charcoal, just the size of a brush."

When the little eunuch brought the charcoal, Gu Ning realized that his idea was not good.

The so-called "paper" these days is actually cloth, that is, silk script. There is no problem writing on it with a brush, but when he writes with charcoal, there is a problem.

It's not good at all, or it can't even be painted.

He frowned, and suddenly realized that the prerequisite for him to prove that his handwriting was not ugly was to make paper.

What kind of human suffering is this.

However, Gu Ning thinks about it, and thinks this is pretty good.There is nothing to do left and right, and I can't run away.

Gu Ning's thoughts at the moment are very simple, killing time, and then benefiting the people, maybe it can also promote the spread of culture and knowledge.

Little did he realize how this forward thinking would change the course of his life.

After thinking about it, the process of making paper is not simple, and even very cumbersome.

In fact, many papermaking methods in the book oversimplify papermaking, so that modern people can't do it according to their methods.Not to mention the papermaking methods in various TV dramas, which are so simple and stupid that they are outrageous.

It has no reference value at all.

Gu Ning suddenly remembered that once, when he went to a remote area to find an endangered plant, he seemed to have encountered a company that specialized in making paper.That place is really backward, without any trace of industrialization, and even papermaking still uses primitive papermaking techniques.But at that time, he was occupied with the matter of how the endangered plant was preserved, so he didn't look carefully.

Now I can only try to remember.

He tried his best to recall various documents and the scene of papermaking he saw that day, and wrote thirty or forty kinds of materials on the silk script.

He frowned, picked up some of the materials, and said to the little eunuch, "Go and buy these things for me, five catties each, and I'll buy more of the ones I picked up, about ten or so." catty."

The little eunuch responded, "Yes, Mr. Gu."

As soon as he said that Young Master Gu Ning suddenly remembered something, he hesitated for a moment and asked him: "You call me Young Master Gu, is there any other Young Master in this mansion?"

The little eunuch hurriedly said: "No, Mr. Gu, you are the first one to marry into the Qiansui Mansion."

He thought that Gu Ning was afraid that he would fall out of favor, so he hurriedly said: "Young master's qualifications are here, even if the mistress enters the door in the future, I will give you three points."

Gu Ning snorted coldly, thinking, who cares.

He was inexplicably a little sour and a little angry.I don't want to talk anymore.

He lay in bed, ready to sleep.

Turn over, turn over, an hour has passed.

He got up quickly, got out of bed with bare feet, took out paper and ink, and angrily wrote on the paper: "Damn eunuch! When will you let me out!"

He threw it to Liang Bing: "Send it to Cen Jia!"

After speaking, he quickly walked back to the bed and retracted the quilt.so cold.

snort.dead eunuch.

********

Cen Jia almost didn't laugh out loud.

The dark guard looked at him and smiled, wondering in his heart, how could he still laugh so happily after being scolded?He thought the next order was for him to kill someone.

Cen Jia smiled, folded the letter in half, and put it carefully in his bosom.

He asked the secret guard: "Who in the mansion provoked him? Made him so angry?"

The dark guard couldn't help shaking when he heard the coolness in his words, and said: "Master, no one made Mr. Gu angry, but before Mr. Gu got angry, he seemed to be talking to a father-in-law about your marriage. .”

Cen Jia frowned slightly, and said: "Warning those people, don't talk about these things with Gu Fenghe in the future."

Although his tone was not good, he was obviously not angry.As soon as the dark guard heard it, he knew what to do with it.

Of course Cen Jia was not angry.His baby was jealous of him, and he was too late to be happy.

There was only one sentence in Gu Ning's letter, but Cen Jia replied him with a whole stack of words, sealed them in clay plastic, and asked someone to take them back.

After finishing writing, Cen Jia lay on the couch, feeling that the night was long and it was really difficult to sleep.

He sighed, wondering which god sent Gu Fenghe to accept him?

"Uh...well, Fenghe..."

The long night is long, and after a moment of relief, there will be a longer loneliness.Thinking of that person, his heart felt like tens of thousands of cats were scratching, and he couldn't bear it no matter what.

He stood up and called out, "Come on."

The soldier guarding outside came in, knelt down and cupped his hands: "What orders does the general have?"

Cen Jia was drenched in sweat, and her white undershirt became transparent.He said: "Prepare the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and then prepare the bathtub, and call Wan Yushu over."

"Yes."

Wan Yushu was also a little dazed when he was woken up in the middle of the night. He heard that Cen Jia called for water, so he thought he was being asked to take a bath.

Unexpectedly, Cen Jia got into the bathtub by himself, and said to him through the screen: "Write a letter to Liang Bing and ask him to find a way to send Gu Fenghe to Benhou. I don't care what the method is, but within half a month , I must see him."

Wan Yushu was taken aback for a moment, and immediately responded after realizing: "Yes."

Cen Jia said again: "Just write it here, and read it to Ben Hou when it is finished."

"Yes."

Wan Yushu's old assistant, Cen Jia, was used to writing this kind of order for a long time, and he finished writing it in less than a quarter of an hour.He read it to Cen Jia confidently.

Cen Jia listened to the sentence "It doesn't matter what the means are", frowned, and said: "Write it down again, use Benhou's eight-treasure carriage, put a few more layers of cushions inside, bring more dry food and people on the road, Be sure not to let him starve and freeze."

"………Yes."