Zhang Xiaowu never expected that Wanqiu's bloody novel about a young scholar eloping with a wealthy lady would be so popular and actually make so much money. He wondered whether it was the bookseller who knew his identity.
I went out of my way to flatter myself. However, Mang Zhong then said that Madam used the pen name of a layman named Qiu Shan, and others did not know her true identity. Moreover, Madam’s novels were indeed popular, especially the ladies and ladies from wealthy families, who were all sought after.
Watch it.
As for this kind of romantic novel, Zhang Xiaowu could only read it twice at most and then he couldn't stand it anymore. He remembered that in his previous life in middle school, the boys were reading Jin Yong's Ancient Dragon Liang Yusheng, and the girls were reading Qiong Yao, Xi Juan and Yi Shu, and
Some students also watched the Japanese animation Dragon Ball.
Zhang Xiaowu also liked to read some novels in his spare time in high school, but the novels he liked were quite special. He liked to read Ni Kuang's novels, not because of Ni Kuang's novels about porn and stallions, but because he was one of the few writers who wrote science fiction novels.
It's a pity that Ni Kuang's novels were rectified later during the crackdown on pornography and illegal activities...
"Sir, I heard someone said that Hou Yichen will go to the Northern and Southern Students Poetry Contest tomorrow." Mang Zhong's eyes are full of little stars, and he has the expression of a future female fan. It feels like the spicy eyes of a Hongqiao sister. Of course, Mang Zhong
I'm just a little fatter, but my facial features are very good-looking. I feel like the older I get, the more I look like Duan Jiabao in Twenty Bullseye. "Master, look at tomorrow..."
Zhang Xiaowu gave her a nod and said: "Don't even think about it! Just stay at home and let me do it. What's the point of a girl running out all day? Besides, you are the housekeeper now. If you don't want to do it, I'll let someone else do it."
, what do you think? Otherwise, after two years, I can find a family for you to marry."
Mangzhong immediately shook his head aggrievedly: "That's okay - but if you offer Hou Yichen a marriage to me, I can reluctantly accept it. After all, we are only six years apart!"
"Dream on you!"
Zhang Xiaowu turned around and left, but Mang Zhong kept chasing him, but was dragged back by Shang Wan'er and the Crown Prince, insisting that she continue playing mahjong with them.
Zhang Xiaowu's family did not have the majestic and serious feeling of a noble family. Instead, it was lively and cheerful all day long, especially the two girls Mang Zhong and Shang Wan'er who were very close to him. Even Yunyan gradually adapted to the life of the Hejian Marquis Mansion.
In this relaxed and happy atmosphere, he turned to the study room and lay on the couch. He suddenly recalled a fight he participated in when he was studying in his previous life.
Ninety percent of fights among middle school students were caused by girls, and he was lucky enough to participate in three fights with another ten percent. The first fight was because a classmate accidentally knocked over someone else's job in the cafeteria. The two parties quarreled without even saying a few words.
When the fight started, the specific words were as follows:
"Are you blind?"
"Can you talk?"
"What do you mean?"
"Want to fight?"
"Fuck, go to the playground!"
"No one is afraid of being paralyzed!"
So the two parties quickly gathered the male students from their respective classes, and after ten minutes of confrontation on the playground, they were discovered by the dean who was on duty at noon, and the "riot" was quickly quelled.
The second fight happened because of the rehearsal for the school anniversary party. The band of his class and the band of another grade were rehearsing before the festival. In order to compete for the right to practice in the music classroom, the two classmates got into a fight. He was lucky enough to participate in it.
No one was hit and no one was hit.
The third fight was on his own. He thought he had a minor conflict with his classmates and they started fighting. As a result, they were pushed away by their classmates and each received a punch. This fight actually promoted the relationship between the two. They will wait for their respective departures.
After entering college and working after graduation, the two of them had the most contact and had the best relationship. Every time they drank, they would recall their fights.
Early the next morning, Zhang Xiaowu and Wang Yijin disguised themselves. This time they disguised themselves as a middle-aged scholar and a book boy. Wang Yijin was too young and could only play the role of a book boy, while Zhang Xiaowu had a masculine face and body shape and could not disguise himself as a young boy.
He could only put on makeup to make him look older. Unexpectedly, he and Wang Yijin had just gone out and met an old acquaintance. Wang Jingzhi had been waiting for them halfway on the way and said with a smile: "My dear brother, how are you doing lately?"
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"I'm dismounting, Wencai." Wang Jingzhi didn't know how to put on makeup, but he looked like he was in his thirties, only a little older than Zhang Xiaowu.
"I'll pay it back to Liang Shanbo."
"Brother Liang, would you like to go with us all the way?"
Zhang Xiaowu said: "Brother Ma, if you don't investigate the case carefully, will you be complained by Jin Yiwei's men if you go to some poetry meeting of students from the north and the south?"
Wang Jingzhi said: "No, no, there are no answers to the difficult cases. I thought that Brother Liang would definitely join in the excitement of such a lively event, so I thought that nothing would happen to you, so I came here to protect you."
Zhang Xiaowu laughed and walked with him. When the two of them brought the "little book boy" to Chengxinfang, they saw that the city of Chengxinfang was closed. It turned out that there were too many people coming to watch the excitement today. Silver Yi
The guards had no choice but to close the four gates of Fangcheng, allowing only students to enter and not allowing traffickers and ordinary people to enter and exit, so as to avoid accidents caused by stampedes and crowding due to the large number of people.
But Chengxinfang Guancheng was not known to the people in other places, so everyone crowded over to watch the excitement, but blocked the students outside. Wang Jingzhi and Zhang Xiaowu were stopped outside the city, looking at the bustling streets.
, Wang Jingzhi couldn't help complaining: "These people are really bored. Why do they come here to watch the fun? Can they understand poetry?"
Immediately some people on the side said: "If you can't understand poetry, can you still not see people? Everyone said that the number one scholar in the future will definitely be among this group of people, and we are looking for the number one scholar."
Zhang Xiaowu asked: "Who do you think can be the top pick?"
The man immediately said: "Of course it is Mr. Hou Yichen."
Immediately a girl next to me said: "No! That's not right! I think it's Mr. Ji Xiaoqiang."
"How could it be him?"
"Why not him?"
"Young Master Hou shows his talent."
"Mr. Ji is charming and charming."
"Bah! Go to the brothel if you are charming and charming. We are competing for literary talents and abilities, not for who can be a rabbit master."
"You, you, you..."
"You all, stop arguing. If you want me to see, it should be Mr. Xiao Zhi'an." Someone else interrupted.
Zhang Xiaowu couldn't help but ask: "Xiao what? Xiao Zhan?"
"Xiao Zhi'an." Someone explained, "One of the ten young masters in Jinke, the son of Xiao Kunxiao, husband of Qingyang in Taiyuan University."
"Oh, Xiao Zhian is still a nobleman."
"That person can't be the number one scholar with dead fish eyes. Do you think there is a number one scholar with such big dead fish eyes? Do you want to scare the emperor to death?"
"Bah! I have peach blossom eyes."
"What a peach! It's just dead fish eyes."
"Are you going to die just to be beaten?"
"Why, you're going to hit someone if you can't say it, right?"
Someone shouted: "Stop the quarrel, stop the quarrel, the ten young masters of Jinke are here, and they came together. It's at the north gate of Chengxinfang, everyone go and have a look." So many people ran towards the north gate.