[There is another update in the middle of the night]
The star is on the horizon.
Under the gray night, a rock swayed and rose up from the ground, and then fell quietly to the side.
Sun Shaozong came out of the secret passage and saw that there was no one on the left and right before returning the stone to its original position and entered the study.
It’s still a while before dawn, but it’s definitely too late to sleep.
Therefore, after a simple wash, Sun Shaozong sat in front of the desk – although he was “moist” and “sexy” all night, he did not write any serious words at all.
I simply took advantage of the time when I was about to light up and first wrote a beginning. When I arrived at Dali Temple, I could continue writing along this line of thought.
Since it is a brief summary, there is no need for the writing style of flowers, Sun Shaozong naturally feels much easier to write. He originally planned to just start, but who would have thought that the more he wrote, the more smoothly he had written, there were more than two thousand words on the paper.
And it was already bright.
Sun Shaozong shook his sore wrist, took out his pocket watch and glanced at it, and found that it had passed, and it was even close to the morning [8 am].
I’m late again today.
But it doesn’t matter. At the level of Sun Shaozong, as long as you don’t get late every day and leave early, there will be no one making a fuss about this.
Anyway, it was already too late, so Sun Shaozong simply carefully reviewed the outline twice, marked out several of the omissions one by one, and then made corrections next to it.
But in this way, the article that was not very neat suddenly seemed messy.
It seems that we have to copy it again before we can give it to Yu Qian for a review.
But if you continue to procrastinate, you will not be late, but you will be absent from work.
Forget it~
Wait until after breakfast, go to the yamen to copy it.
Maybe halfway through the way, I can come up with a few more places that need improvement.
After blowing the newly added ink marks, carefully rolled them into a ball and put them in his hands. Then Sun Shaozong left the study and rushed to the front yard to have a meal.
Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the front yard hall, before he could even give him orders to put down the rice with eight dishes and two soups, Zhao Zhongji ran in like flying, shouting: “Second Master, please see who is back!”
Sun Shaozong looked over and saw two people following him, namely Liu Quan, the former concierge of the Sun Mansion, and Cheng Rixing, the first master.
He hurriedly got up from the chair and quickly met him – Liu Quan was fine, Cheng Rixing was not a slave. This time he went to Jiangnan for more than two years and worked hard and made great contributions, which deserved the serious treatment of Sun Shaozong.
“I’ve met Dongweng.”
When Cheng Rixing saw Sun Shaozong coming, he was waiting to bow to him, but Sun Shaozong held him up and laughed and said, “Why should we be polite between you and me? Come on, sit inside quickly – have you ever used breakfast? If not, eat with me. “
As he said that, he turned to Liu Quan and said, “Come in too. “
“The young one dare not overtake. “
Liu Quan smiled and pointed to Zhao Zhongji beside him: “If you want to love me, let me go to Butler Zhao to have a few good bars, moisten your throat first, and report to you carefully to me about the errand. “
Since he said this, Sun Shaozong naturally would not force him and invited Cheng Rixing into the living room alone and took the seats with guests and guests.