Lord, I will write novels to support you

Tang Ke rushed in so fast that the guards had no time to react. When they recovered, six people rushed into the tea room in an instant, and six knives were brushed on Tang Ke's neck.

Geng Xiaobo chased after him, and with the fastest speed he drew the knife and placed it on the neck of the leading guard on the opposite side.

"Whoever dares to hurt him, I will let you come in with your life today, and go out with your life!" Zhu Wenzhen yelled loudly at the guards on the opposite side.

Several of them were Zhu Wenqi's close bodyguards, so they all recognized Zhu Wenzhen. After being scolded by Prince Jing like this, they looked at Zhu Wenqi in embarrassment for a while.

Tang Ke's neck was shaped like a sunflower by the knife on the opposite side, and he didn't feel at all afraid. The assassin's instinct allowed him to catch his prey like a tiger and a wolf. External threats definitely couldn't make him let go, and even turned Zhu Wenqi's pinched shoulders down again. Pressed and pressed, the bones made a rattling sound.

Zhu Wenqi's face was pale with pain, and he shouted at the guards: "Who told you to come in? Get out!"

The six people got the order, put away their knives, bowed their heads in response, and filed out.

Geng Xiaobo followed with his sabre, and stood beside Zhu Wenzhen.

Tang Ke didn't let go immediately, looked at Zhu Wenqi, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? Why did you touch Boss Geng just now?"

"... Boss Geng?" Zhu Wenqi twisted his neck and looked suspiciously at Zhu Wenzhen.

Zhu Wenzhen took a step forward, stood beside Tang Ke, and lied for Zhu Wenqi: "He is a servant of the prince, and he found me, probably because he knew that I was the steward of Luming Villa, so he wanted to use me to change to King Jing." Under the door?"

Zhu Wenqi squinted his eyes and stared at Zhu Wenzhen when he heard the words "the manager of Luming Villa".

Tang Ke: "Prince's man? No wonder I feel bad when I look at it."

Zhu Wenqi was not annoyed by such bad things being said face to face, but said helplessly: "You let me go first."

Tang Ke saw that his attitude was okay, and he knew Boss Geng, so he let go, but he still took a step towards Zhu Wenzhen, blocking him behind him.

Zhu Wenqi straightened his clothes and looked at Tang Ke: "Who are you?"

Tang Ke replied casually: "Xiao Ke."

Zhu Wenqi wondered, "Are you the author?"

Tang Ke leaned slightly towards him and saluted: "I'm not talented, I'm here."

Zhu Wenqi shifted his gaze from Tang Ke back to Zhu Wenzhen: "You came to this bookstore to find him?"

Without waiting for Zhu Wenzhen's answer, Tang Ke took half a step and held him tighter. He stared straight at Zhu Wenqi and said, "Can you control this?"

Zhu Wenzhen hid behind Tang Ke and smiled gloatingly.

Zhu Wenqi only thought that Tang Ke was barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes, and it would be unreasonable to meet such a person, so he said helplessly: "Forget it, I had a misunderstanding today, and I will take my leave first." Go outside the door, and when he walked to Zhu Wenzhen's side, he whispered: "It's getting late, shall I take you back?"

"Hey——" Tang Ke stopped Zhu Wenqi, "No, I'll send him back."

Zhu Wenqi glanced at Tang Ke, then at Zhu Wenzhen, and asked, "What do you say?"

Zhu Wenzhen naturally smiled back without hesitation: "I'll go back with Xiao Ke."

Zhu Wenqi sighed softly, "Follow you." He stepped away.

Tang Ke didn't lead Zhu Wenzhen out until Zhu Wenqi was far away, and asked him, "How did you get here? Do you have a frame?"

Zhu Wenzhen didn't answer, but looked at Tang Ke with a smile and asked, "How can Xiao Ke go back?"

Tang Ke said truthfully: "The bookstore gave me a horse, but only one—"

"—Then I will take the same horse with you, okay?" Zhu Wenzhen asked hastily.

Tang Ke said awkwardly: "It might be a bit crowded together...and what about Xiaobo?"

Zhu Wenzhen shook his head: "I'm not afraid of being crowded, as long as Xiao Ke doesn't dislike it. Xiao Bo still has some things to do in the city, so don't follow me back to Zhuangzi tonight."

Seeing Zhu Wenzhen's expectant look, Tang Ke had no choice but to agree, and led him to the stables in the backyard.

Geng Xiaobo looked at the backs of the two resolutely leaving. He didn't expect that he would be "in trouble" after a few words. He scratched his head in a daze, silently holding the small pink cat ear mask, and turned to pick up the carriage he was driving. up.

Tang Ke took Zhu Wenzhen's waist and put him on the horse's back, turned over and sat behind him, took the rein and went to Luming Mountain Villa.

Along the way, Zhu Wenzhen was embraced lightly by Tang Ke, with his hand resting on Tang Ke's firm forearm, feeling the heat from the person behind him, his face was flushed red, and the corners of his eyes and brows were full of smiles.

"Boss Geng." Tang Ke suddenly called out.

"Huh?" Zhu Wenzhen turned his head, and the ear pinna hit Tang Ke's jaw unexpectedly, his heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head back in a panic.

"Stay away from the prince's people, especially the prince himself, try not to have any contact." Tang Ke said solemnly.

Zhu Wenzhen wondered: "Why? Do you know the prince?"

"I don't know," Tang Ke said, "but today that person looks very scheming, you are so sloppy...you are such a simple-minded person, you are not his opponent, don't be deceived and count the money."

Zhu Wenzhen nodded with the corners of his lips hooked: "Well, I wrote it down."

When the two rushed to the gate of Luming Mountain Villa, Tang Ke got off his horse first, raised his arms to hug Zhu Wenzhen down.

Too thin, waist is too thin, there is no flesh at all.

Such a thought suddenly appeared in Tang Ke's mind, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly retracted his hand and put it behind him to make a fist, but the palm still retained the warm touch.

"I'll watch you go in." Tang Ke tapped his chin in the direction of the main entrance of the villa, and saw several guards coming out there to welcome him.

Zhu Wenzhen smiled at Tang Ke: "I'll visit you at the bookstore tomorrow."

"Yeah." Tang Ke also smiled at him and watched him go in.

Tang Ke went to the secret training ground of the prison factory again at night, but still found nothing. The next day, he sat next to Wu Liangsheng and yawned continuously.

Wu Liangsheng looked at him: "Could it be that you went to a flower street to find a good friend, and you are happy until dawn every night?"

Tang Ke glanced at him, "Minister, how did you manage to be so full of yellow waste?"

Wu Liangsheng snorted and said, "It's hard to say whether my mind is rubbish or not. Your mind must be full of mud. Otherwise, why did you write two words in Xi Gang? Do you know today's deadline?"

Tang Ke immediately put on a sad face when he heard the words: "Today, my novel will be released on a trial basis, can you accommodate me?"

Wu Liangsheng nodded: "Okay, let me give you a few days."

Tang Ke stared at him with wide eyes: "Is the sun coming out from the west?"

Wu Liangsheng shook his head: "When today is over, the beatings in society will make you realize the cruel reality, and then you will naturally complete the task I gave you honestly."

When it was time to get off work, Tang Ke understood what Wu Liangsheng meant by social beating.

Early this morning, his novel was first published as a volume, and it was officially put on the shelves at the lower bookstore. In one day, the sales volume was five volumes.

Tang Ke stared at the word "five" clearly written on the summary daily, and was stunned for a full cup of tea.

Wu Liangsheng looked at Tang Ke with squinted eyes and a smile: "How does it feel to be beaten? With this sales volume, let alone seven days, even seventy or seven hundred days, you can't reach five thousand copies. Young people, If you talk too much, the only one who suffers in the end is yourself.”