Back in the study, Wang Lei carefully checked the files presented by Du Ji and Ju Su. The stacked files were written in bamboo slips, piled up like hills. After Cai Lun's improvement, Cai Hou paper was already available in the Eastern Han Dynasty, but it was not popular after all, especially at this time, the paper was not easy to store and was more likely to be damaged. In most cases, bamboo slips were still used.

Wang Lei started to check in the morning, but in the evening, he had not finished watching it.

"Dong!Dong!"

A knock on the door came from outside the room.

"Young master, it's me!"

A crisp sound came from outside the room.

Guo Yu pushed open the door and walked in with a bowl of hot chicken soup. She put the chicken soup in front of Wang Lei and smiled and said, "Young master, it's very cold at night. Drink some chicken soup to warm your body."

Wang Lei nodded, took the bowl and drank it sipped.

After drinking chicken soup, my body was warm.

"Young Master went to Chang'an and lost weight!" Suddenly, Guo Yu said.

Wang Lei said: "How can you lose weight? You haven't lost weight!"

Guo Yu shook his head and said nothing, silently watching Wang Lei finish drinking the soup, and then left quietly. Wang Lei buried his head in the vast bamboo slips and continued to browse the remaining files. After dark, Wang Lei stood up and stretched, left the study, and came to Han Mengyu's yard in the backyard. When he walked into the yard, a maid came, and Wang Lei quickly silenced the maid.

When I arrived outside the door, I heard bursts of laughter.

Wang Lei was very familiar with these voices, including Da Qiao, Xiao Qiao, Guo Yu, Queen Guo, and Han Mengyu, the owner of the yard. Several girls got together, which was quite lively.

Pushing open the door, Wang Lei strode in.

"ah!"

When he saw Wang Lei coming, bursts of exclamations came.

Han Mengyu, Guo Yu, Da Qiao and others stood up to greet him.

When Wang Lei approached, he saw that these people were placing Wang Lei's words, and this one was a poem given to Han Mengyu by Wang Lei in the past. When he saw Wang Lei and Han Mengyu, Da Qiao was very surprised. Han Mengyu looked shy and said excitedly: "Brother Hutou, we are talking about the poem you wrote very well. It is better to write a poem than to choose a day, and it is better to write a poem."

Wang Lei shook his head quickly, looking afraid.

Until now, Wang Lei has a headache about writing poetry and is unwilling to do anything about writing.

Wang Lei glanced at him and saw that there were five people here. Seeing that there were no things to do, a light of inspiration flashed through his mind and said with a smile: "You guys have nothing to do at home. I will teach you how to play a game and play time."

"What game, say, say, say."

Queen Guo said without any scruples.

Da Qiao, Xiao Qiao and others were also curious, and there was a look of expectation in their eyes. After they came to the provincial and ministers' mansion, they had almost nothing to do. Apart from learning some female workers, playing small games, reading books and writing, playing piano and music... But, it was like this every day, and it always felt boring. Wang Lei said that there were other fresh games and suddenly became excited.

Wang Lei smiled slightly and ordered: "Get a pen, a finer brush, I'll draw the drawings."

"I'll get it!"

Guo Yu is Wang Lei’s maid and he is very conscious of preparing.

Soon, the pen, ink, paper and ink are ready.

Wang Lei took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and then took Cai Hou's paper to draw the mahjong figure. A pair of mahjong had only cylinders, strips, tens of thousands, and no other east, south, west, north and other characters. There were three styles, a total of 108 cards. After Wang Lei drew the drawings needed for mahjong, he began to write the rules again. This rule was based on the rules formulated by Chengdu Mahjong.

Holding the drawings, Wang Lei handed the rules to the five people and said, "Familiar with the rules first. I will let the craftsmen make them tomorrow morning. At that time, I can play mahjong. This is the way of playing four people. Is there one more person? I can only watch."

Han Mengyu said: "It's okay, it's okay, we can take turns."

Several women nodded repeatedly and agreed.

Wang Lei chatted with the girls for a while before getting up and leaving.

Xiao Qiao held the rules set in her hand and said with a smile: "Brother-in-law is so amazing. She writes so well and writes so well. Why do she have such a strange game in her mind... Haha, I want to participate tomorrow, I must participate."

Queen Guo said: "I have to participate too, and I have to participate too!"

A few girls chatted and went back to their room to rest very late.

Early the next morning, Wang Lei got up to practice morning, washed up, and after breakfast, he asked the craftsmen to select wood and make 108 mahjongs of the same size. After making it, he carefully polished it before returning to the yard with the mahjong.

At this time, Han Mengyu and the others were already waiting.

They became familiar with the rules, sat around the table, laid a layer of blankets, and started playing cards.

At first, I was not familiar with the situation.

But Da Qiao, Han Mengyu and others were very smart. After playing several consecutive games, they were already familiar with each other. Wang Lei wanted to guide him, but instead he was left aside, and he ignored Wang Lei's existence. At this time, footsteps sounded. The old man walked in and looked at Wang Lei, but the next moment, his eyes were already attracted by mahjong.

The old man asked with a curious expression, "Hey, what's this?"

Queen Guo replied: "This is a game, invented."

The old man nodded and watched the four people present play mahjong. After watching several games in a row, the old man was in high spirits and couldn't help rub his hands, and said complainingly: "Tiger head, how can you forget me if you have such a good thing!"

Wang Lei smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'll prepare a pair for you. Master, what's the matter with me?"

"I won't look for you, it's okay, it's okay."

The old man shook his head, carried his hands on his back, and left the yard.

After a while, the old man actually called Tong Yuan and Wang Yue over. The three old guys surrounded the table and watched Queen Guo, Da Qiao, Xiao Qiao and Han Mengyu play mahjong, pointing, nodding, and sometimes gathering together to mutter a few times. After thinking about it for a few times, Tong Yuan said, "It's very interesting, why not call Hu Zhao's little fox and let the four of us have fun."

"Good idea!"

The old man laughed and agreed directly.

With a look, the old man ordered, "Tiger head, we old guys, it's up to you."

Wang Lei replied directly without thinking, "Don't worry, old man, I'll prepare immediately, and then tell you how to play." Wang Lei asked the craftsmen to prepare again, wrote down the rules, and handed them over to the old man, letting the old man, Tong Yuan and others go to play on their own.

Back in the study, Xun Chen came to the mansion.

The guest and host took a seat, Xun Chen said, "Lord, Zheng Xuan has been in Jizhou for a while. This person is in the forest of scholars and has the first influence. The lord has been resting for a day. Today, I think he should visit Zheng Xuan."

Wang Lei nodded and said, "It should be, I will go change my clothes immediately and go with my husband."

Xun Chen nodded and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!