I just want salted fish

Chapter 106 The Evil Queen (11)

Ever since Xie Bawang snatched Feng Linlin and left, the editor-in-chief beat his chest and stamped his feet, regretting too much.

Unexpectedly, after one night, Feng Linlin came back with beauty.

The editor-in-chief was filled with sadness and joy: "Miss Feng, how was your... how was your life in Xie's mansion?"

"Not bad, brother Xie is very considerate in hospitality, this is a supplementary manuscript."

The editor-in-chief took over the manuscript, thinking that the writer who can write such a masterpiece as "Journey to the West" is really a person, and he can still persist in typing in the magic cave of Xie Mansion.

After unfolding it, it is still the original formula and the familiar taste, how wonderful it is.

After reading it, the editor-in-chief asked, "Miss Feng, have you found the stolen manuscript?"

"If you can't find it, even a thief can't make a monster."

The editor-in-chief was puzzled: "Why are you so sure?"

"Because the chapter is anti-theft."

The editor-in-chief was at a loss.

Feng Linlin kindly gave him some popular science.

It turned out that in the manuscript she submitted to the bookstore, part of the plot was written in special ink, and this part of the plot would disappear after twelve o'clock.

What was left in Feng Linlin's hand was the part that disappeared.

Only the combination of the incomplete chapters in the bookstore's hand and the backing in Feng Linlin's hand is the real original manuscript. If you only steal one side, you will only get a pile of waste paper that does not match the preamble and the postscript.

After the editor-in-chief heard it, he secretly admired it, and both parties signed the two copies. Then, the editor-in-chief hurriedly asked someone to send the manuscript to the printing house to make plates, so as not to delay the time.

After leaving the bookstore, Lan Yin couldn't help but praise: "Miss is really clever, even thinking of such a way."

Feng Linlin hugged her: "Come on, call me good brother."

Lan Yin's little hand hit her chest: "Hehe, it's so annoying!"

Feng Linlin hugged her, swaggering in the street, eating, drinking and having fun.

The folk customs in the Southern Zhou Dynasty were relatively open, and the surrounding people did not think it was inappropriate for two young women to hug each other in the street.

But this scene fell into the eyes of the secret spies, and then passed from the spies to the ears of curtain call.

The more I think about the curtain call, the more angry I become, and the more I think about it, the greener I become.

In the end, when he heard that Feng Linlin was actually taking his woman to visit the Qin Tower, he could no longer contain the bastard in his chest, and with a distorted face, he called a group of servants and rushed over.

Feng Linlin called a room full of Yingyingyanyans, and the coolly dressed Yingyans were singing, dancing, laughing and making noise in the room.

The bustard stood outside the door, looking at Feng Linlin crazy inside with a complicated expression.

When the curtain call came rushing in, Feng Linlin was holding up the jug and singing wildly: "You are my rose, you are my flower, you are my lover, you are mine... Ouch? Brother Xie, are you done with your errands?"

At the curtain call, he didn't know whether he was catching rape or smashing things: "Uh, I..."

Feng Linlin patted and dragged the curtain call in: "Come on, Brother Xie, you are so kind, I invite you today, just let me know whoever you like! Xiao Xiangyue, Xiao Cuizhi! Hurry up and serve Brother Xie! Serve up! Great reward!"

The curtain call came angrily, entered in a muddleheaded manner, and was finally deluded and carried away by the servants.

Feng Linlin also sang K all night, and returned home exhausted.

Back at Xie's house, she found that her residence had changed, and asked the old housekeeper why.

The old housekeeper hesitated, to the effect that her yard was leaking and needed repairs, so it would be better to live in the guest room.

Feng Linlin expressed regret: "It's a pity that I can't see those beauties anymore."

The old housekeeper talked about other things and slipped away.

Lan Yin closed the door and window, and began to analyze the clues collected tonight with Feng Linlin.

As we all know, if you want to investigate the three teachings and nine streams, there are three basic places: gambling houses, teahouses, and Qinlou.

The reason why she chose the latter was purely because she wanted to see and see.

Although Lan Yin is weak, she is sufficiently enlightened and has a good brain: "Miss, there is a gambler who has paid off all his foreign debts in the past two days, and is still bragging to Xiao Cuizhi on the bed."

Feng Linlin asked, "Who?"

"This man's name is Da Zhang Niu. He lives in the west of the city. He is an old idler. He likes to do some sneaky things on weekdays."

"Go out tomorrow, continue to wait and see."

When Lan Yin heard it, she was very excited: "Success!"

Feng Linlin was not in a hurry to leave.

She just wanted to see who was messing with her and made her stay up late to make up the manuscript.

The people in the public office are not idlers. A few days later, they locked up Da Zhangniu and found the stolen goods from his home.

Da Zhang Niu was beaten a few times, and he confessed to his cousin who was in the rivers and lakes.

After the cousin was arrested, he was considered well-behaved, and he honestly confessed that he was motivated by money.

Feng Linlin listened for a few words, and asked: "Dare to ask my cousin, you say you are looking for money, then you just steal the money, why are you stealing my manuscript?"

The cousin was taken aback: "Who are you?"

"I am Feng Zhaoyan."

As soon as this name came out, there was a lot of discussion in the court, and my cousin's eyes widened: "You, are you Feng Zhaoyan? The one who wrote "Journey to the West"?"

"Yes."

As soon as the words fell, the cousin's eyes immediately burst into brilliance: "My God! There is such a fate! Master Feng! I am your fan!"

Feng Linlin: "..."

My cousin was very excited when he saw his idol, and he did everything he could: "When I stole into your room, I found that there was nothing valuable. I was about to leave when I saw "Journey to the West" on the pile of papers. character's name."

"Don't look at me messing around in the rivers and lakes. In fact, I'm messing around pretty badly. I can't even afford the monthly serialization. I can only watch others."

"I thought it was the manuscript of Journey to the West, so I took them all away, but I couldn't understand anything afterwards, so I used them to paste the windows."

"Master Feng, please, sign for me!"

Feng Linlin held down the black lines on his head: "What about the bronze medal? The one rolled up with the manuscript."

The cousin confessed honestly: "It's a table leg."

"..."

Feng Linlin thought it was a thrilling fight in the business world, a grievance in the world.

Never thought it would be such an oolong.

She sneered, got up and left.

The cousin was still yelling from behind: "Master Feng! Master Feng, sign me up..."

Once the case was concluded, it was time for Feng Linlin to leave.

But Lan Yin, a good comrade, couldn't ignore him.

Feng Linlin decided to invite the curtain call to drink.

In the past few days of the curtain call, the mood is like a roller coaster.

At one moment, he felt that a woman like Feng Linlin was really unattractive, and at the other moment, he felt that a brother like Feng Linlin was actually not bad.

He has a bold personality and a generous shot.

Can write articles and sing.

He figured it out, and decided to be good brothers with Feng Linlin.

The good brother invited him to Qinlou, and he had to go.

The farewell wine poured by my good brother, I have to drink it.

So he drank one cup after another at the curtain call, blushing, clutching Feng Linlin's hand and whimpering, "Why are you like this... If you were normal, I'd lift a big sedan chair and marry you in..."

Feng Linlin saw that the medicine in the wine had been fully used, so he got up and clapped his hands, and a few masked burly men walked in outside the door, and bowed their hands to her: "Miss Feng!"

Feng Linlin waved his hand: "The rest will be left to you."

The big men nodded in unison, and then closed the door happily.

　Qinlou Chuguan refers to brothels.

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