Seeing Yang Wan entering the room with an unhappy expression, Chen Tai glanced at Yang Qian who was rubbing his injured area with a grin on his face, and asked cautiously.
"Madam, what's wrong with you? You don't look well?"
Yang Wan first glared at Yang Qian, took a deep breath, and tried to look gentle and courteous.
"Husband, are you afraid of me?"
Chen Tai's heart suddenly rang with alarm bells, and he braced himself to deal with it cautiously and cautiously.
"...why do you think so?"
"My brother thinks you are afraid of my concubine." Yang Wan said a little aggrievedly.
"Husband, tell yourself whether you are afraid or not!"
Brother-in-law Chen Tai trembled and jumped up when he saw his wife's clenched fists.
He immediately frowned and pointed at Yang Qian like a sword.
"You! You! Brother-in-law, what are you talking nonsense about?"
His eyelids were blinking rapidly, as if he was suffering from facial nerve and muscle spasm.
"Your sister cares about me very much. I treat your sister like a guest. What does it mean to be afraid? It's simply, simply..."
Come on, for the sake of my brother-in-law who looks like he's about to cry, I'd better be a good person.
"It's my little brother. I'm too young and don't know anything about men and women. Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, don't blame me, my little brother Meng Lang."
When the brother-in-law heard this, he breathed out a sigh of relief and showed a hidden expression of gratitude to Yang Qian.
He turned around and sat down, held his wife's slender hand, and carefully opened her clenched fist, feeling tender and affectionate.
"Don't be upset, madam, your brother is so young, it's normal for him to say wrong things.
After all, let alone his wife, he doesn’t even have a congenial woman, so how could he know the tacit understanding between us as husband and wife?"
"What my husband is saying is that I have my own random thoughts and it's all my brother's fault."
Yang Qian's whole body felt bad, and veins were pulsing on his face. Damn it, these venomous people...
Come on, one is my sister and the other is my brother-in-law, how can I still copy a forty-meter sword to show them off?
"Brother, where are you going?"
Yang Qian walked out angrily. He couldn't stay in this room anymore. The dog food was everywhere on the floor. It was heartbreaking to see it.
"Hmph! Little brother, let me go out and bask in the moonlight, so as not to be blinded by your love and concubine."
My sister suddenly became angry and slapped the table.
"You! You little bastard, how can you talk to your sister? How can I and your brother-in-law do it?"
"Madam, don't be angry. Don't be like your brother. He is still young, so naturally he doesn't understand..."
"Hmph! By the way, husband, are you really not afraid of me?" He saw Yang Qian leaving the house.
Yang Wan looked at Chen Tai, her smile looked so bright.
Chen Tai's heart suddenly became anxious.
"...Madam, look at what you said. Whether you are afraid of your husband or not depends on your wishes, madam, right?"
Yang Wan smiled softly: "Husband, you are so kind..."
Chen Tai, who was sweating on his forehead: "Hehehe, it's necessary..."
Yang Wan smiled more and more virtuously: "Husband, you smile so cutely..."
Chen Tai, who was full of juice: "Hehehe, that's necessary..."
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"Suck it... ha..." Yang Ning, a veteran cadre, took a sip of the steaming tea soup with a complex taste.
After winking and winking, he let out a sigh of satisfaction, picked up the official document and continued to read it carefully.
At this moment, Yang Jinzhong came from outside the house and brought a letter from Xingyang.
That Juanxiu handwriting is the handwriting of his own daughter Yang Wan.
Yang Ning put down the official document, opened the letter with a fatherly smile, and slowly took another sip of tea.
As soon as he exited the room, Yang Jinzhong suddenly heard a chirp.
Turning his head, he saw Master Yang Ning spraying tea soup ten feet away.
Yang Ning, who was coughing and choking, waved her hands repeatedly. "I, I didn't, ahem, it's okay. You go out first, ahem, get out..."
Yang Jinzhong looked at the old man in bewilderment, his handsome face distorted by coughing. Can this be said to be okay?
But now that the master had spoken, Yang Jinzhong could only say oh and retreat outside the house.
After a long time, Yang Ning finally calmed down and carefully wiped away the water stains on the front of his beard and beard with a handkerchief.
Then I looked at the letter with a confused look on my face...
Inside was a letter written by his son Yang Qian to himself. His biological son Yang Qian told Yang Ning.
Dad, you have discussed with your son the idea and concept of engraving and printing before, and your son was deeply inspired.
Relying on your ideas, I finally developed the engraving technology.
Now, together with the Zheng family in Xingyang, they are preparing to use woodblock printing to print three thousand volumes of "Collection of Poems and Fuses of the Emperor".
After that, we will go to Yangzhou to present a gift to His Majesty the Emperor for the Double Ninth Festival.
The daughter's handwritten letter hinted that her biological father, Yang Ning, was your father after a meal.
We once talked about this concept and idea, which led to the emergence of engraving printing technology.
I took out the relevant information on engraving and printing from the thick envelope, read it twice carefully, and read the letter again.
This is how veteran cadre Yang Ning felt:
Handsome old father Yang Ning: My son actually invented woodblock printing, I am so happy...
Gou Chengcheng’s humble son Yang Qian: No, it was you, my dear father, who invented it...
Handsome old father Yang Ning: It's not me, don't talk nonsense, I haven't done it...
Gentle and gentle daughter Yang Wan: No, it was you, my biological father, you did it, I can testify...
Handsome old father Yang Ning:???
Yang Ning sat there holding his forehead and threw the letter on the table. He felt that his mind was a little confused and he needed to sort it out.
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It's a good thing, but why do I feel so embarrassed, so shy, and so happy at the same time? In short, Yang Ning's emotions are very complicated now.
Yang Ning rubbed his numb face and took a look at the detailed instructions and cross-sectional diagrams of engraving printing.
This is an unprecedented technology and will definitely cause a stir in the Sui Dynasty.
It can even be said that the day when the emperor issued an edict to the world will definitely become a festival for the poor people in the world to celebrate.
The founder of this technology will definitely be seen by the world. Yang Ning's scalp feels numb just thinking about it.
He also realized the reason why Yang Qian, his own son, insisted on taking the credit on himself.
Coupled with her daughter's hint, Yang Ning realized that no one but herself could protect her children from the wind and rain.
"Suck... ha..." Another mouthful of hot tea soup with a complex taste made veteran cadre Yang Ning feel like he was in an extremely complicated mood at the moment.
After drinking all the hot tea soup, Yang Ning let out a long sigh, picked up his pen and started writing quickly.
"Be loyal!"
"Young man is here, what are your orders?"
"Bring this letter to Duke Tang's Mansion and ask them to try to deliver it to Duke Tang as soon as possible. Also, give this letter to Brother Shi Lian..."
After Yang Jinzhong picked up the letters and left quickly, Yang Ning touched the bridge of his handsome nose, with a look of helplessness on his face.
"I didn't expect that Yang would have the audacity to take on the merits of his own son. This is nowhere to be seen. Alas..."
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