I'm writing novels in Liaozhai

"Do you want it? If you don't want it, just give it back to me."

Upon hearing this, Wu Laoqi immediately collected the money.

Then he went to pick up the one that fell on the ground, muttering: "You owe this old man, if you didn't run over, this old man would be injured?"

"Then it means that you, a half-immortal, are fake. If you can, why didn't you have a bloody disaster?"

"Aren't you a layman? The rules of our industry can't be regarded as peers, nor can we be regarded as ourselves"

"Don't make excuses, you just can't do it, you are a magic stick!"

Gu Ming was in a good mood, and while clearing up the money on the stall, he was arguing with Wu Laoqi, which seemed to be quite fun.

"You, you, you are so shameful, so shameful!"

This time, it was Wu Laoqi's turn to go out of his way, pretending to be a man by blowing his beard and staring.

Chapter 8 Good, good, wonderful...

As soon as she got home, Nie Xiaoqian took the three calligraphy written by Gu Ming and hurried to the study.

"Daddy"

"Ok?"

Nie Hongshu was buried in his book, when he heard his daughter's voice he couldn't help but raise his head.

"Daddy, look at these three characters first"

Nie Xiaoqian walked to the desk and spread out the scrolls one by one.

As soon as he glanced at it, Nie Hongshu smiled: "Hehe, who wrote this? It's not good, huh?"

His original intention was that the handwriting was not very good, and the next moment he saw what he wrote, his voice stopped abruptly.

"Good, good, good!"

After a while, he was a little out of composure and continued to shoot the case, saying hello repeatedly.

"Gu Ming" Following that, Nie Hongshu's eyes fell on the seal, and he murmured, "Who is this person?"

"He is a scholar in Guobei County."

"Scholar?" Nie Hongshu seemed a little disbelieving, "How could a scholar write such a beautiful sentence?"

In all honesty, he is a dignified man, and he thinks he can't write such poems.

"Daddy, he is indeed a scholar, but he is a little different."

"You know him?"

Nie Xiaoqian nodded, and then talked about her experience of getting acquainted with Gu Ming.

Including the novel written by Gu Ming, Li Zhan's two servants, and the dreams described in the book.

Of course, the dream contains a small amount of blush and heartbeat, so it is automatically skipped.

"Father, you taught your daughter not to believe in ghosts and gods since she was a child, but for some reason, she still believes a little bit."

Hearing this, Nie Hongshu surprisingly didn't scold him, but paced back and forth frowning.

In fact, there is a big secret hidden in his heart.

About 20 years ago, he accidentally met a woman and fell in love at first sight.

After only a few days, the two became a good thing.

A year later, the daughter was born.

As a father at the beginning, Nie Hongshu regarded his daughter as a treasure.Of course, I love my wife even more in my heart.

But he never expected that his wife would abandon him when his daughter was under two years old.

It's not about betraying him, or leaving this world.

The moment she left, she finally told the truth: she was not a human being, but a fox demon, and she went to the world to survive the calamity of the world.

Now that the fate is over, she wants to go back to the mountains to continue her cultivation in order to achieve the right result.

At the same time, he also said that his daughter did not inherit her blood and was no different from a normal human being, so Nie Hongshu didn't have to worry about it.

"Daddy, my daughter believes that Mr. Gu is not an ordinary person, so she believes his words.

If the father wants to blame the daughter, the daughter has no complaints."

"No, Daddy doesn't blame you!"

Nie Hongshu waved his hand, then sighed.

Seeing this, Nie Xiaoqian's heart tightened, and she couldn't help asking: "Daddy, did you encounter any troubles?"

"Hehe, it's nothing, Daddy will take care of it"

In fact, he was really troubled.

Although he had just arrived in Guobei County not long ago, he already faintly felt a turbulent undercurrent.

The people complained a lot, but the county magistrate spent a lot of time drinking and drinking, colluded with a group of businessmen, and only cared about collecting people's fat and anointing.

There are only two paths in front of him: one, go with the flow, keep your eyes open and close your eyes.

The second is to fight with one's own strength.

However, in this way, you have to take a huge risk, and you are very likely to be suppressed by your opponents, ranging from loss of office to loss of life!

"By the way, daughter, I will write an invitation for my father now, and you will return it to Yu'er and ask her to pass it to Gu Ming."

Upon hearing this, Nie Xiaoqian's eyes lit up: "Daddy, are you planning to invite Mr. Gu to your house?"

"Well, although his handwriting is not very good, the poems he wrote are amazing. Therefore, my father wants to communicate with him."

the other side.

Gu Ming closed the stall early, and then came to a teahouse near his home.

For some unknown reason, there were not many people in the teahouse. A scholar in a blue shirt was sitting in the corner, looking listless.

"Brother Le Ping, are you so busy today?"

Gu Ming smiled and walked over.

The scholar's name is He Yongliang, and his style name is Leping.Usually, scholars like to call each other's characters to show elegance.

You can also call the other party's surname and add a brother or brother to express intimacy.

The two had been in the same class before, and took the children's exam together, but Gu Ming passed it once, but He Yongliang failed.

After that, I took the exam twice in a row and still failed.

Frustrated, he simply became a storyteller to make a living.

He Yongliang said unhappily: "Well, you are a scholar, are you making fun of me?"

"How dare you dare"

Gu Ming sat down, raised his hand to ask for a bowl of vegetarian tea, and took out a coin and put it on the table.

Although it is a little hard in the pocket now, but it can't show off in this kind of place, can it?

"Brother Le Ping, I'm actually here today to give you money!"

"Giving money?" He Yongliang's eyes lit up, but then he looked contemptuous: "It's just you? You dare to talk big when you have eaten the last meal and never stopped?"

"It's almost done, how can you be better?"

The two squeezed each other, and then Gu Ming took out a copy of Du Shiniang from his body.

"Huh? Where did you get the book?"

"You can't see the author's name on the cover?"

"Hey, I think you've started writing a book, let me have a look first."

He Yongliang grabbed the book and started to flip through it.

After watching a short paragraph, he raised his head and glanced at Gu Ming: "You really wrote this?"

"nonsense!"

"No, why did you write in vernacular? I remember that you always pretended to be high-minded, saying that it was some miscellaneous notes from the market, and it was difficult to be elegant."

Having said that, Gu Ming's face couldn't help but feel slightly hot.

Yes, there is indeed such a saying.

But it was the sour scholar who said this, not him.

So, I can only pretend to be ashamed and annoyed: "Where is there so much nonsense? Hey, the sky will be sunny for a while, and it will rain for a while. God can change, why can't people change?"

"Okay, you can talk better than a storyteller like me."

He Yongliang teased, then continued to look down at the book.

"Yo, these symbols you use to stanza are quite unique."

"Focus on the key points, don't worry about these details."

For the current world, the punctuation used by Gu Ming is indeed a bit complicated.

But as far as the previous life is concerned, there are only a few regular ones: comma, period, colon, question mark, exclamation point,

However, even if you have never seen these punctuation marks, as long as you have a little brain, you can roughly guess the meaning based on the lines.

"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful"

After watching for a while, He Yongliang couldn't help admiring.

"Are you meowing like a cat?"

Gu Ming took the opportunity to take back the book.

"Hey..." He Yongliang became anxious, and stretched out his hand to grab it.

"Brother Le Ping, do you want to play tricks?"

"It's not what do you mean? I was watching it so hard that you snatched it back, just to whet your appetite, didn't you?"

That's right, just to whet your appetite.

Otherwise, why would this guy spend money on it?

"Brother Le Ping, everyone is a sensible person. You know why I showed you this book."

After all, only a minority of ordinary people are literate.

If you want to increase the popularity of the book, the best way is to give it to the storyteller.

It is also because of this that Gu Ming made a special trip to find He Yongliang, hoping to spread Du Shiniang's story to the streets and alleys through him.

In the words of the previous life, this is called sensational effect, or star effect.

Chapter 9 Poetry in three steps!

He Yongliang is not stupid, he guessed Gu Ming's intention in an instant.

So, with a hippie smile, he leaned over his head: "Xing, at any rate, the two of us slept together too."

"Go away, please be clear about your words, you are the same classmate."

"It's almost like giving me a copy. I'm worried that I don't have any good stories to tell recently."

It is impossible to send.

This has nothing to do with whether to deduct or not, but that Gu Ming must find a way to complete the task.

One copy is sold.

"Le Ping, you are very aware of my current situation, to tell you the truth, I still count on this book to have a full meal.

You also watched a section just now, the content is guaranteed to be wonderful, and ordinary people will definitely like to listen to it.

Of course, it’s not impossible for you to get a copy for free.”

While talking, Gu Ming took out a few more copies: "Well, you can help me sell five copies, a total of six hundred, not one less.