Master Luoyang has a habit.

Every three months, he would let his maids go to the book market to see if there were any new masterpieces on the market.If there is one, he will buy it and bring it back to his residence for collection.

Having said that, according to the observation of the maid in charge of taking care of books, apart from those indispensable classic articles handed down from ancient times, the only ones who will be selected to be kept and read repeatedly are "Lotus under the leaf" "The story written by the pen.

The maid in charge of buying books doesn't quite understand why my son likes to read the words written by this person. Although Ye Xiake is recognized as a talented writer, and the stories he writes are also novel-but it doesn't seem that my son is obsessed with story books. reason?

But what reason does this need?There is no reason to like something, or even like a person.I like to buy that person's book, but I just help to get sales.

Although this is almost superfluous.

The things written by Ye Xiake are read by literati and poets, and ordinary people in the market also like them.The former can taste their favorite romance and beauty from it, and the latter can also use it to pass the time.Rough readers can take a quick look at the flowers, and those who love to study can also have some special insights after closing the volume.In this way, the more people who see it, the more people will naturally buy it.

only--

"This kind of article will be very difficult to write, sister Wen?"

Someone asked.

"It's hard to agree with everyone. It takes a lot of effort to have the best of both worlds, but if you only target one side, it will save you a lot of trouble." The girl who was standing in front of the ancient bookshelf choosing books for reading answered calmly, as if she was fancying something, she reached out and took it out. He read a copy of "Song Zi" in his hand, then turned sideways, and answered casually.

"You have to write different articles for different reading groups. If you want to be liked by those literati and poets, but you are not a famous person, you naturally have to cater to their preferences. Naturally, what you read for the clean and honest people cannot be oppressive words , What martial arts heroes can see is that human nature is inherently evil... This must be distinguished."

"Sister Wen, what should you show me?" the young man in red asked with a smile, holding his chin.

The girl called Sister Wen pondered for a moment, then said decisively: "Teach people how to act like a baby."

This answer was too unexpected. The young man in red who was drinking tea almost couldn't keep his extraordinary demeanor. With a shake of his hand, the tea in the cup almost spilled out.He covered it with his sleeves, his voice was filled with grievance and surprise, "So in the eyes of Sister Wen, I am actually like this?"

"What's wrong?" the girl in the light yellow dress asked confusedly but calmly.

In fact, she didn't quite know the origin of the young man in front of her - she had no intention of asking such a question, and she didn't think it was important.She knew this person's name was Wang Lianhua, and she watched him grow up year after year. This is her friend who has been with him for many years, and the younger brother who has taken care of him... These years of acquaintance are still enough to make her trust him , Why bother to think about these things?

——Perhaps this idea is a bit naive, but if it takes several years to be unable to trust a person, isn't it too pitiful?

Prime Minister Bai knows that he is still pressing his sword. This sentence is naturally extremely beautiful to read, but it is too sighing.

If you have a bosom friend, you have been with him all your life, and both of them have gray hair, but you still don't trust him, he will still harm you secretly.When he walks in front of you, you'd better hold on to the hilt of your sword.Such a life, speaking of it, is really meaningless.

To meet is to be destined, I... want to give it a try.

When Wang Lianhua suddenly appeared in front of her, Ye Wenge said this to herself back then.

It was precisely with this thought in mind that she didn't hesitate to move forward, but let a stranger get close, let him act like a baby, let him be stupid, let him act stupid, let him play jokes.

until now.

Wang Lianhua sighed slightly: "I'm an adult too, Sister Wen. If I always say this kind of thing, I will get angry too." Even though he said this, seeing his smiling and helpless look, it's really true. It is no deterrent.

Ye Wenge covered his lips and smiled softly, "Since you don't like Zhu Yan, then I won't say anything."

"Sister Wen, what you said doesn't sound sincere at all." Wang Lianhua pulled out her voice, as if she was a little unhappy.But his mood didn't last long. After half a sentence, he suddenly became happy again, even his voice was full of excitement. "No wonder even those big devils like to pass the time by reading your notebook."

After all, they still have something in common - for example, they are all equally good at deceiving people.

It's all the same insincere words.

Thinking of this, he suddenly became complacent again.Sister Wen is so good at deceiving people. Is it because I have been deceived since I was a child? If you say it this way, I am even more powerful?

"This sounds...it really doesn't seem like the habit of a big devil." Ye Wenge sighed, the delicate young lady who was raised in a deep boudoir and never traveled far had no understanding of the affairs of the world. , The understanding of those knights in the rivers and lakes, the big devils, all come from the records of those old rumors and miscellaneous books. "I thought the devil should kill and eat children every day and use the skulls of beauties to fill wine."

So I can say that very frankly.

"Sister Wen, why do you say that? There are many monsters in the Jianghu, but there really is no one who behaves like what you said, Sister Wen." The young man in red leaned against the table, and he gave a low laugh.Even in Miss Boudoir's embroidery room, he still didn't restrain his aura of a dandy at all, and he also developed an almost glamorous face, looking very much like a swinger.

The kind who specialize in seducing girls with flirtatious and affectionate everywhere.

The corners of his eyes were raised, and the natural color was naturally smudged, which perfectly matched his red dress. "If you really want this kind of person, you don't need to wait for the government to react - those heroes of the righteous way will rush forward to fight for justice first."

Ye Wenge asked: "Isn't it so serious that the heroes who act chivalrously don't care about those devils?"

"It's natural." Wang Lianhua said, "Not every big devil acts alone... If you want to fight against one side with your own strength, sister Wen, you are too embarrassing for them."

Ye Wenge asked naively: "Since one person can't do it, why don't we all fight together?" Many children are powerful, this is the truth that children should understand, why don't those heroes don't understand? ?

"Hmm... Sister Wen has stumped me for this kind of question." Wang Lianhua put on a distressed look, "I haven't been through the rivers and lakes." This sentence is true. "Of course I don't understand this kind of thing." This sentence is false.

"I'm just like you, Sister Wen. It's very strange."

He tells such lies.

Although he knew the answer very well, but after thinking about it for so many years in front of Ye Wenge, Wang Gongzi swallowed the persona of "a rich kid with unknown origin who knows martial arts but has nothing to do with the world" and swallowed the answer—— Well, he really just kept silent for this reason, definitely not because he wanted to watch the curious look of the person in front of him for a while!

"Zhu Yan, you don't know...then there's nothing you can do about it." Ye Wenge was a little disappointed. It's impossible for other people around him to know about things that Zhu Yan didn't even know—this is Wang Lian's love for many years. The cognition that Hua subtly left in her heart.At this time, Ye Wenge also naturally accepted this cognition.

"Even if you don't know, brother must not be able to explain it to me."

The girl in the goose-yellow dress sighed, the only thing missing was "pity" written on her pretty face.

Wang Lianhua comforted her very politely, and finally asked her own question abruptly: "Speaking of which, Sister Wen—the big devil will definitely eat people, who told you?"

The author has something to say: the first piece of the new article, I want to leave a message.

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Ye Wenge——The name comes from Chaos into the pool, I can't see it, and I feel someone coming when I hear the song

Three years older than Wang Lianhua

A boudoir girl who aspires to become a writer (actually the heir of a novelist), she is a silly and sweet girl. , a purely theoretical party (Han Fei's one, the pen can write so much that people can't stop talking about it, and I can't think of it at all when it's my turn)

Now is the time when the plot is about to start. It is set at this time that Wang Lianhua is eighteen and Ye Wenge is twenty-one

If you have a bosom friend, you have been with him all your life, and both of them have gray hair, but you still don't trust him, he will still harm you secretly.He walks in front of you, you'd better hold on to the hilt of your sword - quoted from Mr. Jin's explanation in "White Horse Roaring West Wind"

"Song Zi" - A Book Written by a Novelist

Zhu Yan - the name that Wang Lianhua and Ye Wenge talked about when they first met

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