Lord, I will write novels to support you

Liang Jue walked in with Qin in her arms, and seeing Zhu Wenzhen sitting next to Zhang Ling, the blood on his face faded instantly. , Mr. Xiang."

Zhang Ling let out a "huh" from his nose, and leaned into Zhu Wenzhen's ear, "What do you want to do with it? If you want to take it away, then I will send it to your house, but this young man is too expensive, you have to pay for it." Pay me back."

Zhu Wenzhen glanced at Zhang Ling, then looked at Liang Jue, "I played the song you changed from that novel."

Liang Jue responded in a low voice, turned around to play the piano and began to sing.

Zhu Wenzhen's expression became colder and colder as he listened to the song, and finally looked at Liang Jue with eyes that seemed to freeze him.

Zhang Ling looked at Zhu Wenzhen's appearance, shook his head and leaned over, "Since you don't like to listen, don't force yourself, why bother?"

Zhu Wenzhen squinted at Tang Ling, "How do you know I don't like to hear it?"

Zhang Ling snorted, "Your expression is uglier than eating shit, do you like it?"

Zhu Wenzhen glared at Zhang Ling, and Zhang Ling raised his hands to beg for mercy, "Okay, please continue to listen, can I stop talking?"

After Liang Jue sang a song, she raised her eyes and saw Zhu Wenzhen looking at her, then lowered her eyes in panic.

"How many such scores do you have?" Zhu Wenzhen asked solemnly.

Liang Jue reported the truth, and Zhu Wenzhen said again: "Bring all your scores."

Liang Jue froze when she heard the words, and could only stare at Zhu Wenzhen.

Zhang Ling clicked impatiently, "What are you still doing? Go get it!"

Only then did Liang Jue stagger to collect the piano and go out, and soon came back with a stack of music scores, and placed them respectfully on the table beside Zhu Wenzhen.

Zhu Wenzhen randomly flipped through two pages of the score, "I bought all these scores, and the money will be delivered sometime later."

Zhang Ling snapped back and said, "Xiang'er, why are you being so polite, you don't need to be so troublesome, it's just a score, you can just take it."

Zhu Wenzhen looked at Zhang Ling: "Shut up."

Zhang Ling pouted and fell silent.

Zhu Wenzhen looked at Liang Jue again, Liang Jue pondered for a moment, then said Xiaoyi: "This score is for Xiao Ke first—"

"—You don't deserve to mention him," Zhu Wenzhen interrupted Liang Jue coldly, "From today on, I don't want to hear the word Xiaoke from you again, and you are not allowed to see him again. How dare you talk about it again?" If you say his name once, you will slap your mouth ten times, and if you go to see him again, you will break your leg once, do you understand?"

Liang Jue's lips trembled when he heard the words, two lines of clear tears poured out instantly, shrunk his shoulders, sobbed and couldn't speak.

Seeing Liang Jue's pitiful appearance, Zhang Ling couldn't bear it, "Xiang'er, what are you fussing about with this young man? I've already bought him, and I promise you that he won't leave this teahouse without authorization. don't have to..."

Halfway through Zhang Ling's speech, seeing Zhu Wenzhen's eyes piercing him, he could only shut up embarrassingly.

Zhu Wenzhen looked at Liang Jue again, "If you are so hypocritical, who will you see? I accept your tricks, if you want to write this score, I will not stop you, but you want to use this to get close to Xiao Ke, and die as soon as possible." .”

Rewriting the score for that novel was when Liang Jue felt that he was the closest to Mr. Xiao Ke. At this time, Zhu Wenzhen directly pierced his mind. He stopped sobbing in a panic, and knelt down in front of Zhu Wenzhen, "Young Master Xiang, Liang Jue knows his mistake I just beg Master Xiang to spare me a way out..."

Zhu Wenzhen snorted coldly, "Give me a way out? What is a way out? If you don't write that song and watch it, will you die?"

Liang Jue shook his head desperately, stepped forward and grabbed the corner of Zhu Wenzhen's clothes, "It was Liang Jue who said something wrong, Mr. Xiang, please forgive me, Mr. Xiang..."

Zhu Wenzhen took the hem of his clothes out of Liang Jue's hands with a look of disgust, "Why do you forgive me? I just bought your music score so that you don't want to see Xiao Ke again, so I have wronged you? What, are you Still want to take this opportunity to see him again? Don't be wishful thinking! You go out, my son sees you upset."

Liang Jue didn't get up, but she couldn't say anything to refute or beg for mercy, she could only kneel down in front of Zhu Wenzhen and weep.

Seeing this, Zhu Wenzhen became more and more disgusted. Zhang Ling was afraid that it would end badly, so he hurriedly called someone in to lead Liang Jue out, shaking his head and sighing.

Zhu Wenzhen looked at him coldly, "What? Compassion and pity?"

Zhang Ling quickly shook his head, "No, I just feel sorry for my money...According to what you said, I'm afraid that the music score he changed in the future may not be used in teahouses anymore?" , "I lost all my private money. I originally expected to make a fortune from the adapted song. Xiang'er, you are too cruel, and you cut off my money."

Zhu Wenzhen said calmly: "I will buy all of Liangjue's future music scores and entrust them to you to continue using in the teahouse."

Zhang Ling was puzzled, "Why do you do this? You spent money on such a big circle, and in the end the score was left here to sing, just to prevent Liang Jue from going to Xiao Ke with his own score? It doesn’t have to be like this, does it?”

Zhu Wenzhen didn't bother to explain to him, and only said the main purpose of his trip: "It's not just Liangjue's score, I will pay for it in the future, and you will post a notice in Zhang's teahouse to buy the score adapted from Xiaoke's essay with a lot of money." Scores, scripts, scripts."

"Sing these scripts in the whole capital, no, not only the capital, but also the Jiangnan area, and all the buildings and theaters involved in your Zhang family's tea ceremony. All of them must be sung."

He wants the people in the entire Jin Dynasty to know about Xiao Ke and to like Xiao Ke's writing.

Hearing what he said, Zhang Ling was so frightened that her hands shook a little, "Are you really crazy?"

Zhu Wenzhen didn't mean to be joking at all, and nodded seriously, "If you don't have the guts, then that's all, I'll go directly to your father and tell—"

"Don't, don't! Don't look for my father! I'll help you, but I can't help you!" Zhang Ling said desperately, "I'm really going to be killed by you sooner or later!"

Zhu Wenzhen sneered, "What are you afraid of? If something goes wrong, I will take care of it, and I won't drag you into trouble."

Zhang Ling was miserable, and stared at Zhu Wenzhen for a long time, "Mr. Xiang, why did you do this for Xiao Ke?"

Zhu Wenzhen said seriously: "He will be my princess in the future, and I will do these things as a matter of course."

Zhang Ling felt that he couldn't make sense with the lunatic in front of him, so he said for a while, "I can help you, but there is one condition, I want to meet and chat with Xiao Ke alone."

Zhu Wenzhen frowned when he heard this, "What are you looking for? Don't go!"

Zhang Ling shook his head, feeling very helpless, "Grandpa Xiangjun, what kind of treasure is your little one? I can't even see him? I'm going to spread his poems in all the buildings involved in the tea ceremony of the Zhang family. Shouldn't I inform him in advance? One sound?"

Zhu Wenzhen looked at Zhang Ling suspiciously, "Really just to inform him?"

"Don't worry, you're so crazy, you can say things like being a princess, how dare I touch him."

Zhu Wenzhen thought for a long time, and Fang slowly agreed.

Coming out of the Zhang Family Tea House, Zhu Wenzhen went straight back to Luming Villa and called Guan Zhong over, "Go to the Chunfengzui General at the entrance of Tongluo Lane and invite the cook over there, and he will cook all the food outside the study in the future." .”

Guan Zhong hesitated and said: "My lord, the cooks in that place... are probably not very clean, and the things they cook are really..."

"Go as long as you are told, what are you talking about so much?" Zhu Wenzhen scolded with a cold face.

Only then did Guan Zhong respectfully respond, and went out to the back of the palace.