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"My wife, please spare me!"

How could Zhang Shan have known that his casual words just now would cause Qin Wuya to bring up such a ridiculous story? He could not help but feel bitter in his heart.

However, Qin Wuya did not want to continue talking to him and just sent the two little girls to the kitchen to help. She then kept the books and walked towards the main house without even looking at Zhang Shan once.

Although Zhang Shan could not understand the woman's thoughts, he knew what kind of character his wife had. Even though he was angry at himself for not being able to find any words to say to make his angry, he also knew that the root of his wife's anger was not there.

As for this root cause, after Zhang Shan thought about it, he could only force a smile.

"Forget it. The matter today might not be good." Thinking about this, Zhanshan rubbed his nose in embarrassment, but didn't follow Qin Wuya into the house. He only stood in place for a while, then left by himself through the corner of the door.

When night fell and they had used alimentary diet s, the two of them went into their own rooms without a word.

As usual, Qin Wuya was half lying on the couch as she passed the time, but Zhang Shan's expression had long since disappeared.

He smiled and said:

"From what Fu Zhi said, Madam has been hurting herself for the past few days because of the tricks the Lotus Feast s of the Bai Clan used to order the Four-sided Cake?"

Qin Wuya looked at the item in Zhang Shan's hand that was wrapped in a silk cloth and snorted: "What do you want to say?"

"Madam, please don't be angry. What did your husband bring back for you?"

Zhang Shan knew that this was not the time to play tricks on him, so he did not say much, and turned to smile as he opened the silk cloth in his hand, and took out a foot long square piece of paper, which he had to give to Qin Wuya.

Qin Wuya was a little doubtful, but she did not take the opportunity to receive it.

Qin Wuya was stunned: "This year's painting? "Where did you come from!"

The people of Cloud Prefecture did not have the habit of pasting New Year pictures, even the families who liked Happy New Year would buy some red paper and cut the flowers in the window, which could be considered as pasting on the wall before New Year's Eve.

This matter was something that Qin Wuya had found out from the Wang Nu years ago. Of course, even though Qin Wuya felt a little regretful, she did not overthink it.

After all, even though Qin Wuya knew that China's printing press had spread very far, she had never seen it in Grand Dynasty or True Truth this year.

Even if Qin Wuya had taken it out of the bookstore, the small booklet would still be copied into the bookshelf using a few words written by a regular scholar. For this reason, if she bought the small bookstore for a cheap price, she would still be able to see a lot of missing words.

With regards to the knowledge that there was no printing technique in the dynasty, although Qin Wuya felt that it was inconvenient in the past, she did not think too much about it. After all, no matter if it was before or after she transmigrated, he was still a normal person.

Printing techniques or not would not have much of an impact on Qin Wuya's life. At most, she would have spent a few silver coins on a book at the bookstore, or simply bought some words that were written in a normal way.

However, when Qin Wuya looked at the painting in her hands, which was obviously not hand-drawn, she could not help but feel shock or disbelief.

Could it be that he was wrong?

The Grand Dynasty already had the printing press, so how could he not know anything about it?

"You know this thing?"

When Zhang Shan saw that Qin Wuya could recognize what he had brought with him, he couldn't help but look a little surprised.

Qin Wuya was too lazy to beat around the bush, she directly asked, "Where did you get this New Year painting from?

"I said that I got this painting from a brat called Xu San who was under Fang Da's care. The boy had gone to the east with a dart a year ago, and that was where it had come from.

I heard that Xu San said that the picture was a Bodhisattva that the people of the East believed in, and that the Bodhisattva would be safe in the house for a year before New Year's Eve. His parents naturally believed this, so he brought two of them over when he saw them.

As for whether it was the watermarking technique you mentioned, I don't know. But I saw that the color on the painting is very flat, it doesn't seem like it was drawn by a painter. "

Zhang Shan did not ask Qin Wuya what the watermarking technique was. He only told him what he knew clearly.

"Are you saying that Xu San bought two of these new year paintings?" Qin Wuya asked.

Zhang Shan nodded: "There's another one that's already hanging by his parents' bedside, it's not easy to take."

"No need to take it down." Qin Wuya shook her head and asked:

"Then have you seen the other one? Is it the same as the one in your hand?"

"I've never seen this before, but I called Xu San over to your place tomorrow. You'll know once you ask, right?" Zhang Shan laughed.

"That's fine too."

Qin Wuya nodded and looked at the painting in her hand again, although she was almost certain that the painting was made using a similar painting to the Ming Dynasty's plank watermarking technique.

But there was always a chance, just in case, to be safe, Qin Wuya felt that it was appropriate to meet this Xu San and inquire about the origins of the item.

Seeing that Qin Wuya was frowning, Zhang Shan had more or less forgotten about the afternoon. He was overjoyed, and also helpless.

He was overjoyed because he had found the right thing to coax his wife to forget her mistake. But he could do nothing about it, Zhang Shan felt that his own wife's heart was a little preoccupied, and would rather put more effort into doing business, and did not know that she was spending all of her time and effort on him, her husband.

What else could he do? It was said that he had brought in a daughter-in-law who was better than he himself, who could he blame?

As for Qin Wuya, who kept the new year picture, when she looked up, he saw Zhang Shan's face with a face of not knowing whether to laugh or cry, who seemed to be deep in thought about something, and she frowned, and asked:

"What else do you think?"

Seeing that Qin Wuya had already gotten up from the chair and was standing in front of the bookshelf as if she was looking for some kind of book, Zhang Shan walked over and pulled Qin Wuya into her arms.

"Your husband is thinking that it's getting late, reading by relying on the oil lamp will inevitably hurt your eyes. Madam, why don't you rest early tonight?"

"Are you tired?"

Qin Wuya did not reject Zhang Shan's hug, and only raised her eyebrows as if she was a little tired.

"The fire room is boiling hot. Go wash up first, and sleep early tonight."

"It's still Madam who knows how to love me."

Hearing that, Zhang Shan's face became less tired, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and after being close to Qin Wuya for a long time, he finally gave up, and went to the ear room.

Qin Wuya knew that Zhang Shan was going to cause trouble again when she saw that Zhang Shan did not bring any change of clothes on the way out.

The only Cloud Prefecture was located in the northwest position of the Grand Dynasty. Although it was already June, it was still warm day and night.

After thinking for a while, Qin Wuya still took out a set of clean inner clothes from the cupboard and patted on the wooden door of her ear room.

When Qin Wuya was knocking on the door, Zhang Shan was just about to take off his bamboo green words, and when he heard the door outside, his eyebrows slightly raised, and his face revealed an ambiguous smile, but he pretended not to know what was going on and asked:

"Madam, what's the matter?"

How could Qin Wuya not know that Zhang Shan was probably putting on an act by asking that, but he did not expose him and only spoke with a serious tone: "Did you take off your clothes? If you do not, come out and receive your joyous clothes. "

Zhang Shan did not know that Qin Wuya had already seen through his intentions, and thought that her own wife had already fallen into his trap.

Seeming like he was afraid of scaring away the prey he had arduously lured over, Zhang Shan intentionally suppressed the warmth in his heart, and only spoke softly, pretending to be normal:

"The door isn't locked. Please come in Madam."

The door wasn't locked?

Hearing that, Qin Wuya could not help but chuckle.

The two of them were stopped in the courtyard, and there were even two girls and two wives. Only one of them was still in the shower, and if it wasn't for the fact that he had other intentions, his hobbies would have been too special.

"What's wrong with the Lady?" Zhang Shan heard Qin Wuya's laughter from inside and was slightly startled.

"It's nothing. I'll bring your happy clothes in right now. It's just that there's a strong wind, so it's hard to avoid catching a cold when you open the door. You must remember to wear a robe. "

After he finished speaking, Qin Wuya put away the smile on his face and pretended to be unaware as he reached out to push open the door.

Sure enough, the door was not locked.

Qin Wuya gently pushed to the side, and immediately felt the hot air. When she came back to her senses, she saw that the place had long since been shrouded in white mist, so she was unable to clearly see where Zhang Shan was.

Qin Wuya stood in place for a while before asking: "Where are you, hurry up and bring your clothes over so I can fall down."

"Your husband is inside. Madam, please come in a few steps."

Zhang Shan's voice trembled slightly as the skin on his body flushed faintly. It was unknown if it was because the water vapor in his ears was too hot, or because he was thinking about the alluring scene of Wen Xiang's soft jade-like voice.

"Rascal!" Hearing the hoarseness in Zhang Shan's voice, how could Qin Wuya not know what this fellow was thinking?

After thinking for a while, about how the two of them had been busy with their own things for the past half a month and had very little time to be warm, Qin Wuya's heart softened again. Then, she followed his mind and covered the door behind him, and walked into the white mist.

After taking a few steps, he seemed to be able to see a shadow of a person wearing a simple robe in front of him. Qin Wuya was about to speak, but she suddenly felt her body becoming lighter, and she pounced forward.

Qin Wuya's face turned white, but before she could even cry out in alarm, she felt herself colliding against a hot metal plate.

"What are you doing!"

Clutching the inner garment that was just about to fall off, Qin Wuya's face turned red again. She wanted to curse a few times in anger, but just as she spoke out the words, they turned into a pout, not a hint of anger in them.

Zhang Shan's heart warmed as he heard this, and the warm arms in his embrace tightened unconsciously. His eyes reddened, and he said in a hoarse voice:

"What do you think?"

"Stop fooling around." Qin Wuya buried her face in Zhang Shan's chest, not daring to raise her head.

"Not letting go."

The crabs

The next day, shortly after lunch, the Wang Nu went in and called Qin Wuya, saying that there was a kid surnamed Xu outside looking for him.

Qin Wuya knew that this was exactly what Zhang Shan was talking about, and the person called Xu San brat that was with Fang Da, told Wang Nu to bring the person in, while he himself took the painting from the bookshelf from yesterday and went to the guest hall.

Xu San was very young, only thirteen or fourteen years old, he still had his childishness, but he seemed to be very smart. He greeted Qin Wuya with respect as soon as he entered the room.

According to the rules of the martial arts world, the members of the sect would call the people under their command 'brothers', and the brothers would also call their superiors' leaders' big brothers'.

However, there was actually a difference between being intimate and being intimate. Calling him 'big brother' wasn't like calling him a person that one could just call him or her as one would on the surface.

For example, people like Fang Da and He Feng, who were personally brought out by Zhang Shan, had a special status in the hall and were Zhang Shan's hands, so they could naturally call Zhang Shan "big bro". When they saw Qin Wuya, they would most likely call him sister-in-law.

As for Xu San and Wang Liu, they were different from Fang Da. Although Zhang Shan thought highly of these two kids, they were now both Fang Da's subordinates, so they were naturally separated by a level, so when they saw Zhang Shan, they had to politely call him "Boss", and when they saw Qin Wuya, they could only call him "Madam".