The government was sending out wives, and I ended up with a princess from the previous dynasty!

Looking at the title of the first chapter, Shen Li was full of questions.

This is not the Five Classics, the Book of Poetry, the Book of Documents, or the Book of Rites, much less the Spring and Autumn Annals!

Take another look, and isn't this just like those folk tales and legends from the outside world?

Shen Li herself had no experience with it, but Yi Qianxiao really enjoyed watching it!

She also heard that some women who were addicted would hide in their boudoirs and copy down these long storybooks word by word. After they finished writing them down, they would hide them under their blankets and treasure them!

Shen Li, a tomboy, naturally didn't quite understand this kind of fun, but she had heard that even in places like the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, these stories circulated, some even accompanied by erotic illustrations!

Many of the stories were so vulgar and obscene that I couldn't bear to look at them!

After all this time, could this guy in front of us be the one who started it all?

The thought of this made Shen Li feel nauseous!

The previous gentleman had also asked him to write calligraphy, but he mostly wrote poems and songs!

What kind of nonsense is this first chapter, "A man in green robes braves the perilous peak"?

Simply unheard of!

In fact, what Jia Daoshi wrote was none other than the classic "Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon" from his previous life!

As a martial arts enthusiast, he would often flip through books like "Flying Snow Shoots the White Deer," "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer," "The Heavenly Sword and Dragon Saber," and "The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils." He had read "The Eight Steps of the Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" more than twenty times, and he could almost recite it from memory!

Why choose this book?

Because this was originally a genuine blockbuster product!

Moreover, the martial arts world depicted in it is largely similar to the present era.

If this kind of novel were sold in this era, it would probably be a huge hit!

Of course, these were all Jia Daoshi's ideas.

As for whether it will work, of course we need to test it out with a few people first.

Shen Li and this little girl are the best choices.

The study quickly fell silent.

Shen Li had no interest in writing before, and could even be described as hating it.

But as she wrote, Shen Li became quite engrossed.

The young man surnamed Duan smiled and said, "My name is Yi Yu..."

Duan Yu, that's a good name! It sounds much better than Jia Daoshi's!

Shen Li thought to herself, but by this time she had already begun to appreciate the charm of this storybook; it was indeed quite interesting.

And what secrets does that immeasurable jade disc hold?

Could such a sect and place truly exist in this world?

Furthermore, did he really write this story himself?

After writing for a while, Shen Li decided to take a break: "My hands are sore, even more sore than when I was playing with a gun. I can't take it anymore, I need to rest."

The story was good, but she still didn't like writing.

However, Jia Daoshi ignored her and continued writing furiously.

Shen Li was stunned. Seeing that Jia Daoshi was writing so seriously, she didn't say anything to disturb him, but silently walked to his side.

Jia Daoshi's hair had grown longer recently, so he simply tied it into a bun at the back, which made him look more refined and scholarly.

Seeing his focused expression as he picked up his pen to write, Shen Li was stunned.

However, she quickly came to her senses.

"Pah! Shen Li, what are you spacing out for! With that guy's disgusting behavior just now, he's definitely just showing off!"

Shen Li took a deep breath, touched her ears which were already bright red, and then turned her gaze back to the paper in front of Jia Daoshi.

Jia Daoshi wrote in the Slender Gold style, with strong and powerful characters that were also well-proportioned and beautiful. It was a style of writing she had never seen before!

"This kid's handwriting is quite beautiful; no wonder he's from the Jinshi School!"

Shen Li watched for a moment and noticed that Jia Daoshi was writing furiously, with no books nearby for him to copy. She couldn't help but wonder if this story was really written by him.

If that's true, then this kid does have some talent!

"Master Jia, did you really make up this story yourself?"

Finally, Shen Li couldn't help but ask a question.

"Oh, this was told to me by an old gentleman named Jin Yong."

"Oh, I see!" Shen Li suddenly realized.

At this point, Jia Daoshi wrote another half chapter, then put down his pen to stretch his legs.

I must say, this is really tiring.

He stretched and looked at Shen Li beside him: "How was it? Was it exciting?"

"You mean this story?"

"Yes."

"It's just so-so, they're just being mysterious."

"Hehe, you're a woman, so naturally you wouldn't understand the reasoning behind this."

"What? Can I take that as you saying I'm stupid?"

"If you know it in your heart, why say it out loud?"

"You bastard!"

"Alright, that's all for now. Go back and continue writing."

"I'm not writing anymore! There's so much, how long would it take to finish?"

"Then let's just write it ten times and that'll be fine."

"Um...this..."

After some negotiation, Shen Li finally returned to her seat.

Meanwhile, Rouya remained completely still. She hadn't even heard the conversation between her master and Jia Daoshi. Beside her was a thick stack of papers, and she was writing diligently.

……

The day passed quickly.

As the sun set, Jia Daoshi packed up and prepared to return home.

With these two people helping him, he certainly had less to worry about.

As I leisurely made my way home, I could see wisps of smoke rising from the chimneys of Yilan County in the distance.

At this time, every household was preparing dinner.

For a fleeting moment, this scene made Jia Daoshi feel as if he had returned to his childhood!

The village I remember from my childhood was like this too; every evening, smoke would rise from the chimneys of every household.

At this moment, Di Qinglin was practicing swordsmanship with Jia Hu in the backyard.

Of all the people who have moved into this new home, Di Qinglin is the most satisfied!

Because she can start practicing martial arts every day again, just like before!

It was tough on Jia Hu, because he wasn't very agile and was often beaten up while yelling in pain!

Murong Jiu watched from the side, glancing at the door every now and then, hoping that her husband would return soon.

After waiting for a while, Jia Daoshi did not appear, but instead a young servant in blue robes came to deliver a calling card.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Jia at home?"

"My master is out and hasn't returned," Butler Sun announced.

“Then I will wait at the door. My master instructed that this visiting card must be handed to Mr. Jia personally.”

"Ok?"

Di Qinglin, who was practicing martial arts in the courtyard, twitched his ears and overheard the conversation. He sheathed his sword and walked over: "Whose name card is this, that it's so important?"

“It was a calling card from Miss Yuan Jin’er to Mr. Jia. She had already sent it once before, but Mr. Jia did not keep the appointment. That’s why Miss Yuan Jin’er told me that I must see Mr. Jia this time to find out the reason before I can go back.”

"No need for all that trouble, just give it to me." Di Qinglin's expression was icy.

"this--"

"What? I'm Mr. Jia's wife, can't you leave it to me?" Di Qinglin glared at him!

The servant in blue glanced at the long sword in Di Qinglin's hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally had no choice but to obediently hand over the business card in his hand.

Looking at the name card in his hand, which was exactly the same as before, Di Qinglin sneered and casually tossed it to Jia Hu, who had come to watch the commotion: "Tiger, take this and burn it for fun."

"Okay! Let's light a fire and play! Let's light a fire and play!"

Jia Hu took the paper, skipped away happily.