Lord, I will write novels to support you

"Tsk, don't tell me if you see it through, do you understand?"

Ye Zi nodded vigorously: "Understood." He took a melon seed with his front teeth, and leaned towards Tang Ke, "Brother Xiao Ke, who bought you this new dress? Is it the wishful young gentleman?"

Tang Ke couldn't help but clicked his tongue again: "Did I read too many unscrupulous novels? Why did it have to be given by Mr. Ruyi? Can't I buy it myself?"

Ye Zi shook her head and waved her hands, "I still don't know about you, ever since you went to sell books behind the palace, I haven't seen you change your outfit, it's windy, rainy, windy and sunny, it's just a set of clothes, if it's rotten, you'll mend it If you wear it again, you won’t be willing to buy a new one.”

"What's more, these are the clothes of Chixiangfang. If I kill you, I don't believe you will buy them."

Tang Ke looked blank: "What is Chixiangfang?"

The melon seeds got stuck between the teeth and I forgot to take them out, "Brother Ke, you haven't even heard of Chixiangfang? Are you a fairy who came down to practice?"

"Chixiangfang is the largest chain clothing store in the country. The clothes in it are not only ridiculously expensive, but also some masters' limited editions are hard to find. Many young ladies from rich merchants have to queue up to buy one of their clothes. Go next year. If you don’t have any background, ordinary people like us will not even dare to enter their threshold.”

Tang Ke's face darkened, "You have never been in, how do you know that I bought this clothes from their house?"

Ye Zi pointed to Tang Ke's cuff: "Haven't you ever eaten pork or seen a pig running? The embroidery patterns on the collar, cuffs and boot cuffs of their clothes are unique, and they cannot be learned from other shops."

Tang Ke stroked the lines of the cuffs, and touched the uneven embroidery thread with his fingertips, he pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

Ye Zi seldom saw Tang Ke being so serious, so she couldn't help but said again: "Brother Xiao Ke, if you don't believe what I said, you can go to Chixiangfang to see for yourself, go out from the entrance of Tongluo Lane, turn right and walk to the end , it’s on the left.”

When Tang Ke walked to the gate of Chixiangfang, he was still in a daze.

He looked at the majestic store and the low-key luxurious archway, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that this was not the place for him to come. He turned around and wanted to leave, but he saw the young man who was watching the store warmly came out.

The young servant immediately recognized that Tang Ke's body was from their family, so he naturally pulled him into the shop with a smile on his face.

Tang Ke was pulled in stiffly, without saying a word, he looked at the clothes on the counter and the price tags next to them, his heart sank even more.

Here is a set of clothes, I am afraid that the money he earns from selling novels for a year is not enough to buy a pair of trouser legs...

He knew Boss Geng was rich, but he never thought that he would spend such money on himself.

Tang Ke can't wait to earn money from the patron by writing novels, but if the patron not only rewards his articles, but gives such a valuable gift in reality, Tang Ke feels ashamed of receiving it.

He thought that although the clothes were not like his own, dozens of copper coins would be enough to buy two sets, but after all, it was a piece of clothing, no matter how expensive it was.

Now it seems that he is superficial, he doesn't understand the world of the rich.

Boss Geng is giving him this body now, and if there are more times, the sum of money will almost be enough to pay off his liquidated damages.

Regardless of whether Boss Geng intended it or not, Tang Ke felt a little blocked by the benefits he gave for no reason.

Behind the counter, the shopkeeper of the branch shop looked at Tang Ke with a smile, "Are you the friend Boss Geng said yesterday? This dress matches your temperament very well."

"Originally, I introduced the lake blue embroidered cloud pattern style to Boss Geng, which is the most fashionable style in the capital nowadays, but Boss Geng insisted that you should be more low-key, so I chose this set embroidered with dark patterns." The cyan model, from now on, seems to be Boss Geng's good opinion."

"It's also because you have a good body, and your clothes are like a shelf. You have a certain bearing in everything you wear."

Tang Ke didn't pay attention to what the shopkeeper was saying, just asked: "Boss Geng bought my clothes and shoes yesterday, how much did you spend?"

The shopkeeper choked, and shook his head with a smile after a long while: "This...sorry for the small inconvenience, if you are curious, you can ask Mr. Geng yourself."

Tang Ke left the shop that made him feel uncomfortable.

Sitting on the edge of the small desk at night, facing the dim oil lamp, Tang Ke held up the pen, and couldn't write the love story books specially written for Boss Geng.

The next day, he went to the study in Luming Mountain Villa again, and what he handed over was an update of a chapter that was serious about the plot.

Zhu Wenzhen finished reading it carefully, and was very satisfied with his update this time. He even praised several of his daily interactions between brothers and sons in front of him. , there are many complaints about the eldest son Zhu Wenzhen, but why did you find your own way and write that the emperor is more partial to Zhu Wenzhen?"

Abolishing the elders and establishing the younger ones is a big taboo in the Tian family, but the emperor insisted on appointing Zhu Wenqi as the crown prince against all opinions. This matter was extremely sensational in the Jin Dynasty.

Afterwards, regardless of the court, the rivers and lakes, or the people, they all acquiesced that the emperor was extremely dissatisfied with the lazy temperament of the eldest son Zhu Wenzhen, and he was very partial to the prince Zhu Wenqi who was well-versed in world affairs, diligent in learning and motivated, and humble and courteous, which contributed to the current situation. .

Tang Ke chuckled, "It's a novel, it can't be real, but I made it up for the plot and character design."

Zhu Wenzhen stared at his half-covered face: "Mr. Xiao Ke, what's on your mind today? If there's anything that doesn't go your way, you might as well tell me, maybe I can help Mr. Xiao Ke resolve something?"

Tang Ke just shook his head: "It's okay, it should just be my own overthinking."

Zhu Wenzhen looked at him for a while, saw that he was unwilling to speak, so he didn't force it, tapped the books on the table with his slender fingers, and asked: "Mr. Xiao Ke's novel, except for those unsightly scenes| It’s really good in terms of plot, why don’t you go to Qifeng Bookstore to submit a manuscript, but you have to set up a small book stand behind the palace to sell it?”

Qifeng Bookstore may not dare to accept novels that arrange the love story of the prince and the prince, but they can slightly modify the characters and background in it, and it should not be a big problem to follow the serious publishing route.

When Tang Ke first decided to write novels, of course he first thought of Qifeng Bookstore. After all, a good platform can get twice the result with half the effort. "Qifeng Bookstore requires that the authors of the manuscripts they accept must disclose their identities. Unless they have a reputation, they must investigate within three generations. With all the family background, a black household like me is naturally not qualified to contribute."

The Chanyi Sect is the largest bounty hunter organization in the Jin Dynasty, and the people in it don't have enough wealth and background to be able to stand on the stage.

What's more, as soon as Tang Ke came out of the mountain, he took on the task of assassinating King Jing, which was almost the most shameful one in the whole sect.

Zhu Wenzhen nodded, "So, Mr. Xiao Ke only wants to write anonymously, so he can't contribute to Qifeng Bookstore?"

Tang Ke nodded, speechless.

Zhu Wenzhen could see that he was very preoccupied today, and he was not interested in chatting with others, so he didn't force him, and called Geng Xiaobo to see off the guests.

Geng Xiaobo came in at the sound, holding a huge gift box in his hand, and sent it to Tang Ke again.

Tang Ke looked at the gift box, which looked more delicate than last time, and took a step back. Instead of picking it up, he only looked up at Zhu Wenzhen.

Zhu Wenzhen said casually: "It's an extra set of pens, inks, papers and inkstones from my place. If Mr. Xiao Ke doesn't dislike it, he can take them back."