Lord, I will write novels to support you

"I didn't think about it!" Wu Liangsheng walked in with a grin on Tang Ke's shoulders, "I'm thinking about it, I'm full of dirty things."

But as soon as the two of them arrived at the door, before they crossed the threshold, they saw a young servant coming out with a smile on his face and said: "Hey, two guest officers, unfortunately, the garden is reserved today and we don't accept individual guests. I'm sorry, sorry, both of you hurry up tomorrow?"

Tang Ke was relieved, and smiled at Wu Liangsheng: "Look, it's not that I don't want to accompany you in, the weather is not good, let's change to a decent restaurant?"

Hearing Tang Ke's words "serious restaurant", the smile of the boy on the opposite side obviously restrained, and he couldn't help looking at Tang Ke's face half hidden under the mask.

Wu Liangsheng waved his hand and said, "No, this is the one."

Tang Ke was very helpless: "Everyone is booked out, and we can't get in."

But Wu Liangsheng said to the boy, "Call Liu Niang out, and I'll tell her."

Liu Niang is the treasurer of Tianqingyuan.

This Tianqing Garden is not an ordinary art museum, and the people who come and go are not princes and nobles, but also rich and powerful masters. If the shopkeeper's face can be greeted in person, it must be someone with a high rank in the capital and a famous name. .

But the young man looked Wu Liangsheng from head to toe several times, didn't see any background in him at all, so he still put on a smiling face and said: "This guest officer, unfortunately, our shopkeeper is not in the garden today because of something. If you have something to do with her, please come back another day? Or leave your name and something to explain, and I will convey it to you?"

Wu Liangsheng glanced at the boy, ignored him, took half a step back, and then yelled directly into the building, "Liu Ruhua! Come out!"

The boy didn't expect that Wu Liangsheng would do such a disgraceful thing when he looked at the gentle man. When he came back to his senses, when he was about to go up to stop Wu Liangsheng in a panic, he saw that Liu Niang had twisted inside. He came out with a slender waist.

"Liang Sheng!" Liu Niang yelled, "I'm going to die, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Seeing this, the boy hurriedly took a step back, and respectfully called out "The shopkeeper's."

Liu Niang glanced at the boy with a cold face, then smiled and said to Wu Liangsheng: "This is my new recruit, he is not sensible, Liang Sheng should not blame him." She stepped forward and took Wu Liangsheng's hand, " Come, follow me in."

Wu Liangsheng straightened his clothes and snorted coldly, "In two days, Tianqingyuan might not be able to accommodate me anymore?"

Liu Niang smiled: "Don't be joking, even the Heavenly King and I have come to take over the Tianqing Garden, and I will give you a room to go to the room when I die." After finishing speaking, she looked at Tang Ke, "Oh, who is this little girl?" Young master? He is so heroic that he is not vulgar at first glance."

When the three of them walked towards the backyard, Wu Liangsheng gave a "tsk", "Not only that, my kid is the best, he can scare you to death if he mentions his name."

Liu Niang laughed out loud: "How can there be a big name in this capital that can scare me? Tell me."

Wu Liangsheng looked at Tang Ke.

Tang Ke has been feeling uncomfortable since he entered Tianqingyuan, now he said in a low voice with embarrassment, "I'm sorry, Xiaoke."

As expected, Liu Niang was stunned, she stopped in her tracks, stood there and stared at Tang Ke for a while with wide eyes, "You, are you the author?"

Tang Ke smiled shyly and said "Yes".

Liu Niang covered her mouth and laughed, "This is really a rare visitor! Mr. Xiao Ke, all the young men in Tianqing Garden can memorize your writing fluently. Now I am lucky enough to see this deity, let's go, go up Sit inside, I'll call everyone out—"

"—Hey," Wu Liangsheng interrupted her, "Why did you call everyone out? Xiao Ke is not a Buddha, do you want to come over one by one to pay respects? You can just call Liang Jue over, and you can choose a few drinks yourself Bring the side dishes here, let’s go to Zhaixing Pavilion, it’s bright and has a nice view.”

Liu Niang smiled and kept nodding her head, she agreed, and led the two of them to the Zhaixing Pavilion, where a table full of food and wine was served, and when Wu Liangsheng and Tang Ke were seated, she saw a white dress walking slowly with a qin in her arms. In front of the two of them, he respectfully bowed to them.

Wu Liangsheng raised his hand, pointed to the opposite side and said, "Sit down", and said, "Liangjue, I heard that you recently took the book "The Merry Prince and the Beautiful Prince" and changed the lyrics to sing it with people in Qingyuan today? But right here, how about you sing it to him?"

Liang Jue raised her red phoenix eyes slightly, and when she heard the name "Xiao Ke", she looked towards Tang Ke in a panic, her red lips slightly parted, and said for a long time, "You, you are Mr. Xiao Ke?"

Tang Ke nodded his head very cautiously.

Wu Liangsheng urged him to sing the adapted opera quickly, and Liang Jue suppressed the throbbing in his heart, put down the piano, stroked it twice, his fingers trembled so badly, and the end sound brought out by plucking the strings was a little unstable.

Wu Liangsheng leaned into Tang Ke's ear and said, "You don't know, you are very famous here."

Tang Ke smiled a little forcedly.

Seeing that he was not in high spirits, Wu Liangsheng turned his head and asked, "Are you still thinking about that little shell of yours?" Pointing to Liang Jue, he said, "Do you think this little girl looks a bit like your little shell?"

"It's not like!" Tang Ke blurted out without thinking.

Wu Liangsheng glanced at him and laughed out loud, "You're still a dedicated type."

Tang Ke listened to Liang Jue's adaptation of his novel and stared at the person playing the piano in front of him, but his mind drifted away.

He thought, since Tianqingyuan can take his novels and change the lyrics and music to sing for guests, is it possible that theaters and restaurants in other places can also change his novels into scripts and sing and perform them, so that his novels Don't worry about publicity, and those theaters and restaurants can use this to attract customers, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?

Tang Ke was just thinking about it, when suddenly he felt a chill down his spine, and a cold gaze pierced him, which made him tremble in fright, and when he turned his head, he saw Zhu Wenzhen standing not far or near outside the Zhaixing Pavilion, glaring at him angrily.

Tang Ke's eyes lit up instantly, he stood up suddenly, and the chairs behind him were overturned by him.

When Liang Jue heard the movement, she stopped playing and singing, and looked up at Tang Ke.

With an uncontrollable smile on Tang Ke's face, he wanted to call "Boss Geng", but seeing Zhu Wenzhen's frosty face, the words got stuck in his throat.

He glanced at Liang Jue, and then looked at Zhu Wenzhen again, realizing that Zhu Wenzhen had noticed his distracted staring at Liang Jue just now.

Thousands of words of explanation floated through Tang Ke's mind, but the last thing he said was: "I, I didn't stare at him."

Uncle Wu sat on the side, and when he heard this self-destructive speech, he slapped his forehead with his palm.

Sure enough, after hearing what Tang Ke said, Zhu Wenzhen's face became more and more gloomy. He snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, turned and went directly to the veranda outside.

Tang Ke chased after him with a stride, pouring his true energy under his feet, and rushed to Zhu Wenzhen in two or three steps, blocking his way, and grabbed his arm, "Listen to my explanation."

Zhu Wenzhen struggled hard to free his arm, but he couldn't break free. He frowned and said bitterly: "Let go!"

But Tang Ke clenched even tighter, and the rascal said: "Not loose, where have you been these days?"

Zhu Wenzhen looked up at him, and said coldly, "What does it have to do with you?"

Tang Ke frowned slightly: "I'm very worried about you."

Zhu Wenzhen sneered: "Worried about me? Worried enough to stare at that young man?"

Tang Ke said weakly: "I didn't stare at him..."

Zhu Wenzhen didn't want to hear his sophistry, so he scolded in a deep voice: "Let go!"

He took half a step back, struggling to shake his arms to break free.

Tang Ke saw that he was so persistent, afraid of hurting him, he loosened his grip.

Zhu Wenzhen broke free from the shackles, and took a few steps back. He accidentally bumped into the guardrail behind his knees, staggered twice, lost his center of gravity and almost fell, and Tang Ke took a step forward and pulled him back.

Zhu Wenzhen fell into Tang Ke's arms, struggling twice, trying to stand up, but the hands around his waist tightened even more.

The two stuck together, Zhu Wenzhen was a little breathless, panting and whispered: "Let me go, this place is full of people, how decent is this!"

Tang Ke lowered his head and saw the wound on Zhu Wenzhen's forehead at a glance, his eyes softened instantly, he raised his hand to caress the wound, but fearing that Zhu Wenzhen would be hurt, his hand stopped in mid-air, his brows and eyes turned cold, "Who hurt you?" ?”

Zhu Wenzhen turned his head away, not wanting Tang Ke to see the injury, "Don't worry about it."

But Tang Ke pinched his chin and forced him to turn his head, staring at the wound that was covered with a thin layer of blood scab, his eyes were full of distress, he bent down by a ghost, and pressed his soft lips to the wound , and dropped a soft kiss.

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