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"Say!"

Chang Chengren asked: "The factory owner wants his subordinates to receive 1000 taels of silver, for what purpose?"

Wang Zhi took a deep breath, calmed down, and asked, "Tell our family, how did you become this Qianhu?"

Without hesitation, Chang Chengren replied, "If you go back to the factory owner, your subordinates will be hereditary."

"..."

Wang Zhiqiang resisted the urge to slap him, and said impatiently: "Money is for rewarding scholars! Whoever can write a wonderful storybook, 1000 taels of silver will go to him!"

Chang Chengren was stunned for a moment, his eyes showed surprise, and he thought:

"Rewarding the scholar who wrote the story book, is it worth 1000 taels of silver?"

"The group of stinky script writers, can't they just get rid of it with bad food?"

I thought so in my heart, but didn't say it out, I just bowed and said:

"My subordinates understand!"

Wang Zhi glanced at him, seemed to understand his thoughts, and warned:

"Our family's ugly words are up front. This 1000 taels of silver is a reward from His Majesty. If you dare to swallow it in your own stomach, be careful of the head on your neck!"

Chang Chengren said with a sneer: "Even if my subordinates have a hundred guts, they wouldn't dare to do this."

Wang Zhi snorted coldly and said, "You better not dare, if something happens, don't blame our family for not reminding you!"

Chang Chengren looked solemn, and said seriously: "The words of the factory owner are all kept in mind by the subordinates, and they will never dare to disobey."

Wang Zhi waved his hand and said, "Go away!"

"Subordinates retire!"

Chang Chengren saluted, turned and left.

out of the hall.

With a look of contempt on his face, he spat and cursed in his heart:

"Bah! Dog castrate!"

Immediately afterwards, without stopping, he walked to another room.

house.

A man in his 30s, like Wang Zhi, was wearing a flying fish suit.

He was lying on the table, looking at the newspaper in his hand, looking bored.

"Zhao Baihu, I will give you 300 taels of silver, and go to the street to drag a few scholars who can write scripts into prison. If they can't write scripts, they will not be released!"

Chang Chengren walked into the room, looked at the man lying on the table, and ordered.

Zhao Baihu was a little confused when he heard this, and asked curiously:

"Why did Master Qianhu do this?"

"Did the person who wrote the storybook offend your lord?"

Chang Chengren said indifferently: "This is His Majesty's will, what does it have to do with me!"

"His Majesty's will?"

Zhao Baihu was even more at a loss.

Why does Your Majesty arrest the scholar who wrote the storybook?

Seeing his appearance, Chang Chengren said impatiently: "Let me tell you, can I do it? If I can't, I will find other hundred households!"

Zhao Baihu hesitated for a moment and asked, "Master Qianhu, what is the 300 taels of silver?"

Chang Chengren said: "It is a reward from His Majesty to the scholar!"

Zhao Baihu's face revealed a sudden expression.

What kind of reward do you want for a group of stinking script writers?

A few bowls of rice were sent away.

If it doesn't work, just give me a few taels of silver.

In the end, most of the 300 taels of silver had to go into his own pocket.

"300 taels of silver is considered a fat job..."

Think of this.

Zhao Baihu didn't hesitate any longer, and hurriedly said: "Do it with a humble job!"

Chang Chengren glanced at him, and warned: "Try to find some powerful scholars, don't just recruit some beggars to make up the numbers, the written words are meant to be sent to the factory owner, or even His Majesty!

If something happens at that time, you will bear the blame! "

Zhao Baihu laughed twice, and replied: "Master Qianhu, don't worry, it's hard to find three-legged toads, and two-legged scholars are everywhere, not to mention the scholars who can't get fame in the exam and can only write scripts." , that’s even more of a grab!

The humble job must do this for you beautifully and properly! "

Chang Chengren looked at him and said: "There are many people who are more efficient than you in handling things. This officer sees that you like to read story books on weekdays, so I entrust this matter to you. Don't let this officer down."

Zhao Baihu hurriedly said: "My lord's kindness and humiliation are all in my heart, and I will definitely repay my lord in the future!"

"The Almighty King of the Female President"

Chang Chengren showed a satisfied smile, nodded, waved his hands and said, "Go."

"Yes, my lord!"

Zhao Baihu bowed his hands, folded the newspapers on the table, stuffed them into his arms, picked up his saber, and walked out.

After leaving the house, the first thing to do is to call the Yamen's fan servants.

With a serious expression, he solemnly said:

"His Majesty's will!"

"Go to the street to arrest the scholar who wrote the storybook and put him in jail!"

"Catch one, and you will be rewarded with a hundred coins! Until you catch a hundred!"

When more than a dozen fan servants heard this, they looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling a little unbelievable.

The scholars who wrote the story books provoked who, why did His Majesty arrest them?

And make up a hundred?

Seeing their expressions, Zhao Baihu frowned slightly, snorted coldly, and said coldly:

"Didn't you hear what I said?"

The fan servants were all stunned, and hurriedly said:

"The humble official heard it!"

Zhao Baihu looked around with sharp eyes and said loudly:

"It's good to hear it!"

"set off!"

Chapter 108 Dare to be angry and dare not speak

Great Zhou Capital, Jinyang Mansion.

Inside Jiangyue Pavilion.

A nobleman in a green gauze dress sat on the stage, playing the piano with bare hands.

The melodious sound of the piano flowing from the fingertips, like spring water in the mountains, caused ripples in the restaurant.

Scholar Wu Yi listened to the melodious piano sound from the stage, his face was intoxicated, and he praised:

"Jiang Huakui's qin sound is really unique, people will be immersed in it without knowing it, and it's hard to extricate themselves."

The friend at the same table glanced at him, and said leisurely:

"Jiang Huakui's piano sound is indeed good, but it is far from being the best in the world."

Wu Yi frowned, and asked: "Then according to what Brother Sun said, if you look at the world, whose piano sound is better?"

The scholar surnamed Sun said leisurely: "Not to mention, Tang Yixue, the treasurer of Guanyue Building next door, has a melodious and sad sound, cold and noble. Hearing it just once makes it unforgettable. Even if it can't be called the best in the world, it's far Shengjiang Huakui!"

Wu Yi asked curiously: "Shopkeeper Tang's piano sound is really so moving?"

The scholar surnamed Sun said: "If you had heard it once, you wouldn't have asked this question."

Seeing that he was so determined, Wu Yi showed longing on his face, and said: "It's a pity that Jinyang Mansion is far away from Chang'an Mansion, and there are only four walls below. piano sound."

The scholar surnamed Sun said: "Recently there is news that shopkeeper Tang is going to leave Qianguo to open a new restaurant in Dazhou. If it is true, Brother Wu doesn't have to go to Chang'an Mansion."

"It would be great if it was true."

Wu Yi showed excitement, but he sighed leisurely when he thought of his impoverished situation.

"Han Chuang studied hard for more than ten years, but in the end he couldn't even get enough money to leave Jinyang Mansion. It's really sad."

"Hey......"

When the scholar surnamed Sun heard this, he looked at him with distressed eyes, and comforted him, "The sharp edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Brother Wu is frustrated for a while, so don't take it to heart."

Wu Yi sighed in his heart and remained silent.

The scholar surnamed Sun saw this, and said again: "Suddenly remembered that brother Wu said a few days ago that he wanted to write some scripts. I don't know how they are written?"

Bring up the storybook.

Wu Yi was even more depressed, and sighed: "The idea has been conceived for a long time, and the pen has not yet been written."

"Still not writing yet?"

The scholar surnamed Sun was a little surprised.

Wu Yi raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said leisurely: "I thought that the book of words was a novel, and I could write a book if I wrote it casually. When it was time to start writing, I realized that my mind was blank, and I really didn't know what to write."

The scholar surnamed Sun thought for a moment and gave his own suggestion.

"The "Nie Xiaoqian", which has been widely circulated recently, looks very good. Brother Wu might as well try to write a sequel."

Wu Yi sighed:

"I've also read "Nie Xiaoqian". The plot concept is excellent. It is not easy to write a sequel. If the writing is not satisfactory, it will be a follow-up and will be scolded to death."

"What's more, "Nie Xiaoqian" is only serialized in Daqian Monthly, and the sequel will come out next month, so what's the matter with me writing it."

When the scholar surnamed Sun heard this, he fell into silence, for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Seeing this, Wu Yi suddenly smiled, and said: "Brother Sun's family is well-off, he doesn't have to bend his waist for five buckets of rice, he can prepare for the imperial examination with peace of mind, why is he so sad?"

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The scholar surnamed Sun wanted to say, "I'm worried about you!"

After hesitating again and again, I still didn't say anything, just squeezed out a smile, and said jokingly: "Brother Wu is right, I should laugh!"

The two looked at each other and both smiled.

Wu Yi picked up the teacup, took a sip, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something else.

There was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the restaurant.

Followed by.

Several guards carried knives and strode into the restaurant, their eyes searching the crowd.

Seeing this, the diners in the restaurant all lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound, for fear of being watched.

After a while.

Several guards locked their eyes on Wu Yi and the two of them, and strode up.

Both Wu Yi and Wu Yi lowered their heads as if nothing happened.