Chapter 10 The big girl Chunqin, Zhao Cheng's housekeeper!
"The beautiful and kind-hearted Seven Fairies fell in love with the simple and honest young Dong Yong. They secretly came down from heaven to the mortal world and broke through many obstacles to marry Dong Yong. When the Jade Emperor learned about it, he was furious and ordered the Seven Fairies to return to heaven immediately. In order to prevent Dong Yong from being harmed, the Seven Fairies
Being hurt, I had no choice but to hold back my grief and cry goodbye to Dong Yong under the shade of a locust tree..."
After the ceremony, Yang Cai'e relaxed completely and listened to Zhao Cheng tell the story of "Seven Fairies".
He also summarized it in brief words, with tears on his face.
Zhao Cheng was very satisfied with Yang Cai'e's summarizing ability. The reason why he chose "Seven Fairies" as Cao Bichang's second work was because the transformation of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai into butterflies at the end of "Butterfly Lovers" was quite mythical.
Connected with a mythical love story, Cao Bichang's overall creative style can be unified.
Seeing Yang Cai'e lowering her head and muttering unconsciously on her lips, Zhao Cheng asked, "Are you sure?"
"I can!" Yang Cai'e nodded solemnly.
"Okay, then you don't have to go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion. You will live and work here from now on." With that said, Zhao Cheng walked out of the house.
Yang Cai'e quickly asked: "Can Dong Hua stay with me?"
Zhao Cheng's face darkened, he strode out of the house and said, "Dong Hua, let's go home!"
"Yes!" Dong Hua glanced at Yang Cai'e distressedly and followed Zhao Cheng away.
Yang Cai'e chased her out and said angrily: "Zhao Cheng, what do you mean?"
“Work should be like work!”
"Creating is lonely, and you have to be able to endure the loneliness! Writing serial novels is a long process, and you must be brave!"
"Only suffering can inspire your creativity, and only pain can make you explosive!"
"If you can't do it, just say so. I'll think I've misjudged the person. I spent so much effort helping Dong Hua save you, but I ended up rescuing a loser!"
"Many people can't even ask for this opportunity. Not just any cat or dog can do it."
Zhao Cheng's words were heart-breaking and he spoke without mercy.
"When the last Cao Bichang came to the bookstore, I gave her sixteen characters, and I will give them to you now."
"The first eight words are...if you don't stay lonely, you won't see prosperity!"
"The last eight words..."
"If you really can't do it, then get out!!!"
Buzz!
Yang Cai'e's body was shaken and her scalp was numb. Although she had not known Zhao Cheng for a long time, Zhao Cheng was a cheerful and stubborn person in her mind. This was the first time she saw Zhao Cheng so serious and serious.
Especially the first eight words he said almost directly hit Yang Cai'e's heart!
Without loneliness, there will be no prosperity...
That’s so right, it’s me you’re talking about!
"Sister, this is how the master works, he is very cruel to everyone... Don't take it to heart, there is everything in the house, I'm leaving!"
After giving instructions to Yang Cai'e, Dong Hua quickly followed Zhao Cheng.
Looking at the two people's backs, Yang Cai'e grasped the door frame tightly with one hand and said firmly: "Sister, sister will not let you down!"
"Zhao Cheng, I will not be underestimated by you!!"
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Time flies by.
Since being scolded mercilessly by Zhao Cheng that night, Yang Cai'e has devoted herself wholeheartedly to her creation. She rarely opens the door or window in the hot weather, and does not chat with Jin Daxia and others in the yard after dinner.
He listened to nothing outside the window and only focused on writing about the working status of the Seven Fairies.
What people fear most is seriousness. After Yang Cai'e's speed and quality were up to standard, the bookstore officially released the serialization of "Seven Fairies". With the lingering warmth of "Butterfly Lovers", the name Cao Bichang quickly became popular again.
The work of the bookstore is basically managed by Dong Hua. Seeing her sister's condition, Dong Hua feels very proud.
Zhao Cheng was naturally very satisfied.
Not only the bookstore, but also the Red Sleeve Building in Heaven and Earth made a lot of money in the first month of its opening, and the renovation of Sichuan North Manor is also nearing completion.
Not only did Xu An not cause trouble again, but he also came to the manor from time to time to help Zhao Cheng supervise the work. He pretended that the former owner came back to look for memories, but Zhao Cheng knew that the young marquis meant to show his kindness.
Zhao Cheng's mind was spinning quickly and he judged that Xu An's overtures were nothing more than two situations.
First, Xu An was defeated last time and did not want to continue fighting with Zhao Cheng. He maintained a relationship with the mentality that having fewer enemies is not as good as having many friends.
The second is that Xu An's father in Xidu sent him some kind of signal, saying that Zhao Huan's war was going well and he might be reused.
Of course, Zhao Cheng was not sure which situation it was. He had not received a letter from the old man for two months.
Everything went well, and the only thing Zhao Cheng was still worried about now was that he hoped the old man could return safely as soon as possible.
When the time comes for the father and son to reunite, they must take the old man to the heaven and earth to "wine and talk happily"...
"Master, the decorator is here to ask for money!"
When Zhao Cheng came out of the house, he heard Zhao Wu shouting. He patted his clothes and said, "I was about to go to Chunqin to ask for money!"
Zhao Wu stopped Zhao Cheng, put something in his hand and said: "And... there is a letter from the right minister!"
Zhao Cheng was overjoyed and quickly opened his father's family letter, cursing as he opened it: "It's been two months! This old man... still knows about this family!!"
"Does my mother know?" Zhao Cheng looked at Zhao Wu again.
"The right minister just sent back a letter from home. I got it for you first, but I didn't send it to Madam."
"Well done! If the old man does something bad, don't let me know first..."
"Bah, bah, bah! Master, please read the Prime Minister's name better!"
"Feudal superstition! Whether it is good or bad will not change just because of what I say!"
Zhao Cheng had opened the letter and read it carefully. As he looked at it, his face became increasingly ugly.
Zhao Wu didn't dare to get close to read the letter, but he already felt something was wrong based on Zhao Cheng's face.
When Zhao Cheng relieved the letter, he quickly asked: "What happened?"
"The battle is over."
"Fight...lose?"
"We won." Zhao Cheng sighed: "A great victory."
"We won, why do you look like a dead father?" Zhao Wu was puzzled. He immediately thought of something and said in surprise: "The right prime minister...is gone?"
"No grandma!" Zhao Cheng kicked him over and said angrily: "My father is very good! He said in the letter that he ate three large bowls of rice before writing this letter!!"
"Then Master, why are you sighing?"
"Do you think a complete victory is a good thing?" Zhao Cheng was about to explain, but when he saw Zhao Wu's dull face, he suddenly lost interest and pushed Zhao Wu's face away and said, "I tell you, you don't understand.
You have no brain."
"I don't have as many brains as you, Master! Hey, Master, you are so smart, is it because I have more brains than you?"
"Then how stupid I must be!!!"
Seeing Zhao Cheng walking forward in a hurry, Zhao Wu chased after him and said, "Master, where are you going??"
"I just told you to go find Chunqin, idiot!!!"
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"Twelve thousand taels?!"
Chunqin stared at Zhao Cheng with wide eyes, a hint of anger on his face, and shouted: "Master, you spent tens of thousands of taels of silver decorating a poor garden? Have you been blackmailed?"
"Hey! Who dares to blackmail me? No, who can blackmail me??"
Zhao Cheng said solemnly: "Chunqin, let's deal with one code after another. If you have any objections to my spending money, you can raise it, but you can't insult my IQ, master!"
"It cost tens of thousands of taels to decorate a poor garden, but you still think you have a high IQ?" Chunqin said forcefully: "You ask the decoration leader to come to me!"
"That's not good...Aren't you telling others openly that my prime minister has to ask the girl at home for some money? This is so shameless!"
"Do you want money or face?"
"Want money!!"
"Then don't talk nonsense to me!"
Chunqin stood up in front of Zhao Cheng and said: "Master, you begged me to take care of the accounts at first. Later, you said that if it weren't for me, you would have ruined the Right Prime Minister's Mansion. You told me to do it at any time."
, no matter how you use rhetoric to intimidate and induce, you must stick to the housekeeper’s dignity and bottom line!”
"Slave, please never forget your trust and teachings to your master!"
"I want to save the face of the master, as long as I don't let the decoration leader come in. But I will never give you these twelve thousand taels of silver!"
"If you want to take it away, then drive the servant out of the Prime Minister's Mansion and let Dong Hua be your eldest girl!"
"Pfft!" Zhao Wu couldn't hold back his laughter. Seeing Zhao Cheng and Chun Qin both looking over, he quickly covered his mouth and backed away.
He was thoroughly enjoying watching it, and felt so good in his heart.
There were only two people in the right prime minister's house who dared to speak to Zhao Cheng like this, and Zhao Cheng didn't dare to lose his temper.
Both of these people are women.
One is Zhao Cheng’s mother, and the other is the eldest girl Chunqin.