I write novels in the East Palace

Fu Qian saw at the first sight that this brand-new manuscript was written by Fang Guanyan, and his eyes were focused on the seven characters "Ordinary Little Genius" written in lower case under the title of "Undercover".

He was silent for a while, his hands trembled, and he looked at his best friend who had been with him for more than ten years but had never seen the real face with a distorted expression, and murmured in a daze, "It turned out to be you..."

Fu Qian naturally knows about the little genius. This news is different from the title, with an exaggerated tone and half-spoken words, which attracts people to open his article, and his wording and sentences are quite different. It is humorous and good at forming new words. It is clearly written about news, but it has a sense of imagery and substitution.

Nowadays, there are many imitators of this style in the market, but after all, they are imitated by Dongshi. There are some successful imitators, but no one surpasses them.

When Fu Qianfu saw his first manuscript, he was delighted with Lie Xin. He tried everything possible to find out about him, but was guarded by the editors of Zhao Jialou. In the end, even Prime Minister Fang, who had been hiding behind the scenes for many years, couldn't help showing his identity secretly. "There are tens of thousands of writers in the world, so why should my little father-in-law rob someone from my Zhao family building?"

Fu Qian had investigated the Zhao family building many years ago, and knew that there must be someone from the imperial court behind him, but it didn't look like Prime Minister Fang. After thinking about it this way, the dignified prime minister can condescend to manage a small bookstore, but what if there is someone behind him? Without the support of the emperor, Fu Qian would never believe it.

He gave up in his heart, but smiled gently on his face, shaking his folding fan lightly, "The Zhao family building can still control what an author writes, the prime minister is overbearing, right?"

"What he wants to write is of course his business. There is absolutely no reason to hinder him. It's just that he doesn't want to write anything and there is no reason to force him. I think that's right?" Prime Minister Fang said with a smile, "If he writes a manuscript someday Sending it to Chang'an Bookstore, it would be overbearing for the Zhao family to interfere, but now that the young master is asking the door to poach the wall, isn't it too much?"

Fu Qian argued that there was nothing to argue about, so he could only nod his head and reply, "Of course."

Fu Qian never expected that after Xiaotian really wrote a manuscript for himself, the first thing he paid attention to was not the content of the manuscript, but the person who sent it.

He suddenly remembered and recalled the details, "No, you are not him. His first manuscript was about the incident in Zuichunlou. You had already gone to sea at that time, so it couldn't be you, but it was indeed you. His handwriting can make you willing to copy the manuscript and deliver it yourself, could it be—”

Fu Qian looked up at his friend for confirmation as if suddenly enlightened, moved his lips and said four words silently, "The one from the East Palace?"

Fang Guanyan, who hasn't said a word yet: "..."

Fu Qian didn't need his approval, he had already lowered his head and began to flip through the manuscript in surprise, muttering, "What else can your highness do? It's like the reincarnation of the Wenqu star, and all the articles written are excellent. Ordinary people can have such an accomplished essay, they are already masters in the literary world, but his essays are like this... It is true that no ancients have been seen before, and no newcomers will be seen in the future. There is no such person in the world for hundreds of years! "

If Zhou Chengyi was here, his cheeks would turn red, and at the same time, he would sigh with emotion: So the rainbow fart in Fu Qianxin was really accomplished overnight, and he didn't need to stop to think at all. Maybe his writing speed also limited him.

Boasting, Fu Qian suddenly paused again, and said hesitantly, "The Princess previously said that the pen names of Chang'an Real Estate and Xiaotiancai are very similar in style, and guessed that Chang'an Real Estate is related to that Highness, could it be?"

"..." Fang Guanyan had no choice but to make a silent gesture, and kindly reminded him as a good friend, "No matter what you guessed, it's better not to tell the husband."

"Why?" Fu Qian wondered.

Fang Guanyan shook his head, did not answer, but vaguely mentioned that Zhou Chengyi was rejected by other bookstores, and he hesitated to submit the manuscript to Chang'an Bookstore and Zhaojialou.

Hearing this, Fu Qian immediately understood what his friend meant, he nodded quickly and stopped asking, and almost raised his hand to swear a poisonous oath.

He said, "I don't care who the author is, as long as the article is well written, I will not refuse anyone from Chang'an Bookstore."

As he spoke, he directly skipped this question and looked down at the manuscript. The subject matter of this manuscript is indeed novel and surprising. This is the first time Fu Qian has seen it. He read it in just [-] words in one go. The word changed sharply, just when Li Changzhi witnessed with his own eyes that the arrester who entered the six gates at the same time as him was tortured to death, his mind was greatly shocked, and he became a little dazed.

Fu Qian couldn't help being in a trance, he wanted to turn back and look at the daily life in Tianmo Cult described earlier, but felt that the thin page of manuscript paper at his fingertips was very heavy.

After a long while, he finally turned the paper back, and the funny stories that had made him laugh before now seemed hideous in less than a quarter of an hour. With a bloody mouth, it is ready to eat people.

Fu Qian couldn't read a few lines, so he couldn't bear to witness and closed the manuscript, put it on the table, and let out a long breath.

After a while, Fu Qian regained his mind from the emotion and found his own voice, "The atmosphere is well rendered, Your Highness's writing style has improved again."

"At first I thought it was the same as "The Rivers and Lakes Are My Legend", which were all articles about martial arts, and I thought it was a bit vulgar, but I didn't expect that the whole atmosphere changed later, and suddenly I understood the difficulty of being an undercover agent. It is inevitable that the back will be cold."

He smiled wryly, "Even the readers like me, who are only feeling between the lines, can't help being confused. Standing on the side of Tianmojiao, Li Changzhi has experienced such a situation and wants to maintain his heart. It's okay, okay."

"Fortunately, he woke up in time." Even though this awakening was based on blood, even though he knew it was an inevitable trend, he still couldn't bear it.

Fu Qian decided to publish the manuscript of "Undercover" without hesitation, and asked quietly, "Since the end of "Breaking the Country", I urged His Highness to open a new article several times, but he did not reply. Maybe it’s because they don’t reply, I’m afraid that half of those amazing and brilliant articles are written by His Highness.”

Maybe if he goes back and rummages, he can find out other pseudonyms of His Highness,

Even if he stares at the manuscript paper, he can't tell from his writing habits like Fang Gu, and he doesn't have the absolute intuition of a princess who can connect people together from a pseudonym, but he believes that as long as he is willing to work hard, he can Sure to find it!

So Fu Qian really rummaged through the whole night. After excluding the original manuscripts written in calligraphy, everyone looked like it was written by Zhou Chengyi.

——Of course, none of them were written by Zhou Chengyi.

However, Fu Qian seriously wrote an analysis note: "The subject matter of this book is not novel enough, but the style of writing is close to that of "Fox Dream". Come on, it seems to be in the same vein as "Poor Scholar Farming", the protagonist's name is Jiang Haichao... Oh, it was written by a reader, and it was well received in "Reader Reviews", but perhaps behind it is the original author's own writing maybe……"

It can be said that it depends entirely on who is who. If you want to say that there is no logic, but every article has written the reason and comparison of doubts;

This notebook was written by Fu Qian for many years and was brought into the coffin. After it was unearthed, it became an important research material for the "Historical Research Team of Prince Xiao Zhou Chengyi". It has nothing to do with Prince Xiao.

However, the historical value of this note is worthy of affirmation. It not only perfected the gaps in the literary history of the Xiao Kingdom period, but also added many articles worth memorizing in full for the subsequent Chinese examinations.

Fu Qian sent Fang Guanyan out of the mansion, and saw Rin Dong of the Eastern Palace waiting beside the low-key parked carriage outside, but he only felt that the prince was anxious to know the news of the manuscript.

Covering his lips with the fan, he leaned slightly and teased Fang Guanyan, "You can be regarded as keeping the clouds open and the moon shining."

"Yeah." Fang Guanyan was doing mental training, so as not to show his flaws later when Zhou Chengyi asked, when he suddenly heard such a sentence, his face was calm and indifferent, only his ears were slightly red.

Fu Qian watched him get into the carriage, feeling that there was something weird about it, so he didn't think about it for a while.

Zhou Chengyi was actually waiting in the carriage, writing a manuscript to pass the time, just in time to finish the treasure robbery in Baihualou, and asked Chang Xia to make a trip to the post station, so that when the deadline came tomorrow, Prime Minister Fang would be so angry that he would go to the post station for interrogation The person in charge took off his vest again.

When the carriage drove away from Fufu, Zhou Chengyi asked about Fang Guanyan's situation, and when he asked if his vest had been seen through, Fang Guanyan replied firmly, "No."

"That's good." Zhou Chengyi heaved a sigh of relief, feeling that he could still make waves under the pseudonym of a young genius.

Fang Guanyan was afraid that he would show a guilty conscience, so he quickly changed the subject, "Yulan plans to hold a winter banquet with the princess, and only invites some good friends." He said some names, all of which Zhou Chengyi had met, Luo Yi, Pei Yi, Yu Ying and others were among them.

Zhou Chengyi had nothing to do, seeing that Fu Qian meant that it was the last meeting before the imperial examination, he naturally nodded in agreement.

Before the banquet, Zhou Chengyi finished writing the last story of "The Rivers and Lakes Are My Legend", Red Dock.

Red Dock is a place famous for a red flower boat. There are men and women on board, all of whom are beautiful, and those who are good dancers know nothing about themselves.There is a dancer like Madam Qi who folds her sleeves and bends her waist, like a flying swallow who can be a palm dancer, and like Aunt Gongsun dancing Jinghua with her sword.

The Red Dock is full of vigor, full of music and music day and night, not only the people from all corners of the country are flocking to it, but also the rich and powerful families are also competing to spend a lot of money to sleep. Fun.

That's right, the oiran here is counted by the day, if one can sit on the oiran today, he may fail in the dance fight tomorrow, but not so.

After a few people died, the Red Dock was targeted, and the seemingly corrupt atmosphere on the ship was faintly anxious, and the strange fragrance diffused from the girls and boys dancing on the stage, infecting the whole ship. .

Unknowingly, the people on board fell into a coma, and when they woke up, the red boat had already docked, but all the hosts on board had disappeared, and everyone was separated, only a small part was still on board.

And they searched the entire ship but couldn't find Ruren who disappeared, only a stiff and emaciated corpse stuck to the cabin wall in embarrassment.

It was the fat rich businessman who had just won the qualification to be the oiran lady today. He was completely naked, and an indescribable place was stuck in the gap of the hull, and his flesh and blood had already been rubbed.

Some people said that it was sucked into a skinny skeleton by evil forces; Fragrant conclusion.

There are believers and there are unbelievers, but the most urgent task is to find out where those disappeared people went.

They left the deck and disembarked, and found a wooden board in the port, on which it was written that "you can only leave here if you find the treasure on the ship".Everyone didn't believe in evil, but they found that the Red Dock seemed to be shrouded in a fog. They experienced ghosts beating a wall. No matter which direction they left, they would eventually return to the port where the red ship was docked.

They can only go back to the ship to find the treasure, and have a preliminary understanding of the murders on the ship. For example, today's oiran on the ship was forced into prostitution, her parents and brothers were killed, and the murderer was among them.

These people couldn't see anything on the surface, but they began to calculate in their hearts. Some of them saw the clues and were already thinking about how to save their lives.

They tried their best to open various mechanisms to find the treasure, and finally walked out of the fog, and came to a wooden house. In the room lay a few dancers who had seen them on the boat. Their clothes were delicate and makeup, but they were tightly closed Focusing on life and death, he lay on the cold jade bed.

Xie Chunfeng said that he found a wooden sign that was the same as that in the port before, with the same words written on it, except that the boat became "in the house".

Having already had the previous experience, they have already begun to rummage and solve the puzzle consciously, but finally found that the treasure pointed to the person on the bed, and when they took off the human-leather mask on the face, they revealed familiar faces.

Someone took a step back in shock and fell to the ground. He turned his head and tried to run in a hurry, but was crushed to death by a huge boulder that suddenly rolled down the mountain.

Stories about these people are slowly rolling out...

Echoing from the beginning to the end, the story structure of Jiaolong Underground Palace and Red Dock is very similar. They both escape from the secret room. The plot is opened by searching for things to pass the level and opening the map. Just some tricks.

In fact, the people on board did not disappear, they were just hidden in the mechanism, because they were all unconscious due to the drugs, the girls and boys in the Red Dock are all poor people, they don't know martial arts, they are even prostitutes, and they don't have the ability to take revenge.

Although Xie Chunfeng has outstanding martial arts skills and various means, it is impossible for him to do it all at once, so he devised this trick to lead those sinful people into the abyss step by step, and reveal the things he wanted to hide with his own hands.

Until the end, those people thought they could leave alive.

However, Xie Chunfeng could not keep them alive.

Zhou Chengyi finished Red Dock in one go, and once again lamented that Xie Chunfeng is really the most evil protagonist in his novels. Those who like him will like him very much, and those who hate him will hate him very much.

For example, Zhou Chengyi himself has reservations about using violence to control violence, but it is undeniable that what Xie Chunfeng did was indeed very straightforward. If there is a real deep hatred, even killing the other party will not solve the hatred.

But the world is so big, often the truth of many things is not clear, and there are many loopholes in modern laws, let alone ancient times, and in the feudal era, classes were solidified, and it was difficult to grant human rights to ordinary people.

However, if the reformers take too long steps, what they will bring to the common people is not liberation, but another kind of dire straits, together with the collapse of the entire country's system.

This is why it is impossible for Zhou Chengyi to sit on the throne. It is not that he is ignorant of these principles, but it is difficult for him to ignore these disadvantages after he takes office. If you can't control the speed, it will become a disaster.

Perhaps in the future, the evaluation of history books will be the eight words "the crime lies in the present, and the merits lie in the future", but the disasters at that time are definitely not defined by the word "crime" lightly.

Just like Lu Shangshu's embezzlement incident, Zhou Chengyi said "A merit is a merit, a demerit is a demerit, how can merits and demerits be offset", he has always been the same.

And what he can do is to write down what he knows as much as possible and pass it on to the world, and let the world experiment and choose. What can be realized and developed is suitable for this era, and what is shelved and eliminated needs to be reserved for the future. to break through.

Troubled times can be due to one person, but prosperous times are definitely not due to one person.Zhou Chengyi is aware of his shortcomings, and just wants to be a person submerged in the torrent of history.

The winter feast was scheduled after the first snow fell, and the inside and outside of Chang'an City were covered with snow, and all the wintersweet plants planted in Fu Qian's mansion bloomed, and the bright red dotted the snow scene, which was particularly eye-catching.

As he said, he took the meaning of Hongmei Aoxue, and all the people who attended this banquet were the proud sons of heaven.

Zhou Chengyi, the crown prince, had the highest status in the audience, and was invited to take the main seat. He refused without hesitation, and said with a smile, "This banquet is a private banquet, and all the people who come here are acquaintances, and they all come to have fun. Li, then do I still have to call Mr. Jiang? Mr. Luo? Mr. Du?”

The three people who were named waved their hands again and again, saying they didn't dare.

Zhou Chengyi twitched the corners of his mouth, "Everyone is about the same age as me, so tell me to tell you the truth, Bendang is just a scholar."

Everyone followed suit and called "Brother Xu" to each other.

Because it was a private banquet with acquaintances, the atmosphere was very good. First, a group toast was made to wish Fang Guanyan and Yu Ying the titles on the gold list, each with a poem and prose. Considering the two people's drinking capacity, the collective toast was made after the speech.

Both of them drank it naturally.

Du Bingruo let go of his already cheerful temperament after drinking, stood up and respected Yu Ying, and said, "During the debate competition, I just entered Chang'an, and I was really impressed by the eloquence of the layman Guanxue. Fortunate to drink and eat with the layman, Du can't help himself, so he can only respect the layman and express his admiration."

Du Bingruo's wine was poured directly into the bowl, which was as big as a palm, and he drank it all.

Unexpectedly, Yu Ying poured a bowl of sea without making a sound, and Du Bingruo hurriedly let out a "ah" in fright, and anxiously winked at the people around him, but didn't think whether it was Fu Qian who was the most eye-catching, or the one who was closest to him. Princess Huimin didn't respond at all.

Du Bingruo had no choice but to persuade himself, "It's me who respects you, and how much is my respect. If you return the gift, it's fine, you don't have to force it."

Who knew that Yu Ying's expression didn't change after drinking it, she was as happy as drinking water, she showed a short and amazing smile, her tone was flat but arrogant, "I never force myself, in terms of drinking capacity, you can't compare to me."

"Oh?" These words immediately aroused Du Bingruo, the northern man's spirit of drinking, and he stood up to toast again, "I happen to be able to drink, so I will compete with the layman?"

"Just call me Youqing." Yu Ying responded.

Princess Huimin sighed quietly, and asked someone to make sober tea, and looked at Du Bingruo with sympathy: Old Mr. Song Xuwen is famous for his huge capacity, but Yu Youqing can vomit the old man to the point where he is willing to quit drinking. Man, this Du Bingruo is really good at picking.

It's not that he can pick, after coming to Chang'an City, the only two wine competitions, one time he chose Zhou Chengyi to drink, but this time he chose Yu Ying, whose volume was deeper than the sea.

Over there, they fight for wine, but here they are harmonious.

When Fang Guanyan sat down, Zhou Chengyi stretched out his hand to give him a hand out of habit, then he naturally held it on his lap, leaned over and asked him, "Do you think it's okay?"

Fang Guanyan has already gotten used to Zhou Chengyi's various small movements these days, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong. Instead, he felt that he was really underestimated. He put the cup on the table and said in a casual tone, "How can these amounts be possible?" drunk."

"But you smell of alcohol on your face." Zhou Chengyi said seriously.

Fang Guanyan believed it, and immediately reached out to touch his face, but he didn't feel the burning heat in his tentacles, and heard Zhou Chengyi's uncontrollable low laugh beside his ear.

He immediately understood that this person was playing tricks on him again, and said helplessly and amusedly, "Be careful if you do this again next time, I won't believe you."

"You say that every time." Zhou Chengyi said, quickly and naturally picked up some favorite dishes for him, Fang Guanyan also casually ordered a dish he wanted to eat, and the location was a little far away.

Zhou Chengyi raised his eyebrows, "I remember you don't like this?" To be precise, he vomited after eating at sea.

"The new recipe from Zuichun Tower is said to taste very good." Fang Guanyan said.

Zhou Chengyi got up and picked up a chopstick to try it himself first, the taste is really good, and then picked some for Fang Guanyan, not much, just enough for two mouthfuls, "Although it has been processed, it still smells like sea fish, you can definitely eat it , try something new.”

Fang Guanyan tried it and sure enough.

The conversation between these two people was always natural, but Fu Qian, who was sitting across from him, saw something weird in every way.

He turned his head and asked Luo Yi, "What's wrong with you looking at His Highness the Crown Prince and Zi Gu?"

"What's wrong?" Luo Yi was drinking one cup after another for the first time today, his eyes were still clear, but he breathed out a strong smell of alcohol when he spoke, he threw Fu Qianxun on his back, and quickly spread his fan between the two of them.

Luo Yi hiccupped and wanted to drink, but Fu Qian pressed his hand with a fan, "How much have you drunk?"

"It's only one and a half bottles." Luo Yi waved his fan and continued to pour the wine, then clinked glasses with Pei Yi on the other side and drank it down. Both of them drank eagerly and fiercely, looking like they were drunk .

Because Pei Yi has always been greedy for alcohol, Fu Qian didn't pay attention at first, until he found that Pei Yi and Luo Yi drank without saying a word, and then felt something was wrong, "What kind of stimulation are you two getting? Today Are you planning to get drunk to relieve your worries?"

"It would be great if it could relieve thousands of worries." Luo Yi smiled, but there was no joy in his expression.

Pei Jin gritted his teeth, like a big dog whose tail was stepped on, "I don't need to relieve my worries, I just can't figure out why the Marshal doesn't want me when Pei Ming can go to the border! I did everything the Marshal said, Why didn't you call me into the mail army?"

Luo Yi glanced at him, "You don't want to be a civil servant because you want to take the imperial examination, why do you want to join the armored army and join the military?"

"The chain armor army is the same as the military officer?" Pei Ju snorted, and said sonorously, "That is the army led by Marshal Zhongli himself, and there is no man who stands up to heaven and earth would not want to go!"

"That guy Pei Ming didn't learn anything about the Mail Armor Army at all, why can he go?!" Pei Ju was very indignant about this matter.

Fu Qian twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "I think you are really drunk and confused. Pei Ming went there as an army supervisor, so there is no need to learn that."

"Then why can't I go as a military supervisor?" Pei Ju's face was fierce and grievance was inexplicably revealed, like a big dog that was abandoned.

Luo Yi, who was still on the united front just now, sneered unceremoniously this time, "It's fine to be a military supervisor, but you'd better be a civil servant above the third rank first—oh, you have to be admitted to the Taiyuan Academy first."

If it wasn't for Fu Qian's sharp eyesight and quick hands to block Luo Yi behind him, Pei Ju would have been able to pounce on this weak and provocative scholar and tear him apart.

"Du Bingruo, someone here wants to drink with you!" Fu Qian decided to dump him to another burly man.

Recently, the nutrition has kept up with the growth and has grown to almost 1.9 meters. Du Bingruo, who has gained weight, immediately took Pei Yi away happily.

Over there, they were happily drinking together, while Fu Qian looked at Luo Yi, "Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Yi pursed his lips, "It's nothing, nothing happened, it's just me."

"What about you?" Fu Qian asked.

Luo Yi was silent for a while and finally answered, "I want to resign."

The people in this area had long been attracted by the noise of the two, and they were all a little surprised at this moment. Zhou Chengyi knew that they were both teaching in the South Study Room, so he, a reformer who single-handedly reformed, pricked up his ears to listen.

The atmosphere of the few people here is not right, and the people who are fighting for wine over there have also quieted down.

Fu Qian asked again, "You finally passed the exam, why do you want to resign all of a sudden?"

Luo Yi gave up on himself and took another sip of wine before saying, "It's just not suitable, I don't like it."

"I don't like it either." Du Bingruo felt the same way as Luo Yi in this matter, "There are only ten students in the South Study Room, and the number of masters is far higher than that. I don't have one more, and I have one more."

"Senior Brother Ye told me that literacy education has been carried out in various places now, and people who do things are very much needed. When the South Study Room stabilizes, I want to go there." Du Bingruo asked Luo Yi, "Do you want to go with me? "

Luo Yi shook his head, his expression became more decadent, "I envy you all, you have the direction you want to do, but I don't understand anything, I just know that I don't want to do this."

"I've been studying for more than ten years, but in the end I couldn't find the direction to go forward. It's really a waste of reading all these years." He said with self-deprecation.

This question really stumped Fu Qian and the others, their character determined their thoughts, both Fu Qian and Yu Ying were very clear about their thoughts from the beginning, there was almost no hesitation, they just kept their heads down and rushed forward.

As for people like Jiang Yusheng, Pei Yi, and Princess Huimin, they don't have to worry about food and clothing, and they are born with multiple choices. Even if they are temporarily confused, they don't need to care so much. They can do whatever they want .

Some like Jiang Yusheng obeyed his father's advice to try it, some like Pei Yi went the opposite way and insisted on taking the most impossible path, and some like the princess didn't choose anything.

Although they were also confused, it was difficult for them to empathize with Luo Yi.

The only person who is in a similar situation to Luo Yi is Du Bingruo. Fortunately, Du Bingruo has Ye Shulang, a like-minded senior brother, who has been guiding Du Bingruo forward like a morning star.

Luo Yi couldn't do anything about himself, and in the end Zhou Chengyi and Fang Guanyan gave some answers.

Fang Guanyan is because the proud son of heaven fell into the abyss in one day. Although he only lived for more than [-] years, he has experienced more things than others in a lifetime, and he has been depressed for a long time. The method of adjusting his mood learned from it is very suitable. Luo Yi at this time.

In Zhou Chengyi's words, he really had Luo Yi's state before. This is actually the most common status quo of modern college graduates, uncertain and confused about the future, and wavering in denial of one's own abilities.

I didn't like the major I've been studying until I got a work internship, and I even hated it to the point of loathing it.If you continue to consume, you will be physically and mentally exhausted; if you change careers, what you have learned in the past four years will be in vain, and what to do after switching is also a problem.

This is the sunk cost.

However, Zhou Chengyi noticed that Luo Yi's desire to get rid of him was stronger, and he said, "It's not your problem, it's just that you are not compatible with this profession. If it doesn't suit you, you can change it. Only if you like it for a long time, why don't you think about what you have done before?" what makes you happy."

"..." Luo Yi thought for a while, and then spit out an answer that surprised Fu Qian, "Do editing."

Fu Qian couldn't help but twitch his brows, "I asked you to be the editor-in-chief of "Chang'an Supplement" before, but you were reluctant to do it, why is it now your favorite?"

Luo Yi rolled his eyes and said bluntly, "For a brand new publication, the editors are all newcomers. This is like asking you to cooperate with a new chamber of commerce who knows nothing. You are required to get everything, whether it is a receipt for shipment or purchase. You Are you happy?"

"You don't need to answer, I know you don't like it." Luo Yi snorted, "The sage said: don't do to others what you don't want. You, Fu Yulan, do to others what you don't want. Coercion means, you can get what you want if you don’t want it.”

Fu Qian humbly rubbed his nose with his fan: "...there is no such exaggeration as you said."

It was the first time Pei Yi stood by Luo Yi's side, nodded seriously, "That's really not an exaggeration, Fu Yulan's reputation as a profiteer is well-deserved."

"It's too rewarding." Fu Qian always felt that there is nothing profiteering or businessman. To say that a person is a profiteer is to praise him for being good at management. He thinks that he is indeed a business genius. The largest bookstore really deserves this "comment".

He was actually overjoyed that Luo Yi could come back, but he pretended to be reluctant and said "Oh", "I owe you that. If you want to resign, you can resign. I can't miss you."

Which one of the people present didn't know his virtue of being obedient when he got cheap, Luo Yi changed the subject and said, "How can I make my brother reluctant, Chang'an Four Great Bookstores, I will go to try my luck elsewhere."

Zhou Chengyi is the best at seeing innocuous bustle, so he immediately added fuel to the fire, "I heard that the Zhao family building is short of editors, so it's a good time for you to go. This house is backed by the imperial court. Although the wages are not as good as Chang'an Bookstore, it is very stable and the work is easy. Quite a few."

Put modern and proper state-owned enterprises.

Fang Guanyan echoed Zhou Chengyi, also telling the truth, "Father did say that since the opening of the "Daily News", the sales of the newspaper have increased, and the number of manuscripts has doubled, and there is a lack of editing."

Luo Yi's heart skipped a beat when he heard it, and suddenly remembered that Fu Yulan had said before that there was a high-ranking official behind Zhao's building, so it couldn't be that this high-ranking official was Prime Minister Fang, right?

In an instant, I felt that my enthusiasm for editing this work plummeted.

Fortunately, Fu Qian readily admitted defeat. He thought he could bend and stretch in order to make money, and it was just a joke among friends. He immediately cupped his fists and cupped his hands, "I know, I know, it's okay if I don't take back that sentence? Luo Yi, brother Luo, our bookstore I need you very much, come?"

"Come on." Luo Yi nodded in response, and the matter of resigning from office was basically up to the task, but it was not wise to resign at this time, at least he had to fight for Chunwei.

It was probably Luo Yi and Pei Ju who made a good start, and then everyone confided something about themselves at the banquet.

Jiang Yusheng said that there are many and complicated affairs of the Ministry of Accounting, and they are in charge of land, taxation, treasury, household registration and other matters. If there is any trouble in the court, the Ministry of Accounting will move, and basically the Ministry of Accounting will take the lead to take the other six departments. Yes, other departments will take a rest when the time comes, but the household department will not work, and the household department will have to take turns.

"I asked my father at the time which of the six departments was the most leisurely. My father said that it was the Department of Households that I was admitted to. How did I know that the Department of Households was the busiest!"

Fu Qian helped to explain, "In fact, Jiang Shangshu didn't lie to you. When Lu Shangshu of the household department was here, the Chu Shangshu department was indeed free."

After all, most of the finance and other powers are monopolized by Lu Shangshu, and Lu Shangshu is also responsible for the affairs led by the six departments. Chu Shangshu is obviously a first-rank Shangshu who is equal to him, but he is suppressed. When the palace held meetings, Lu Shangshu often went to the household department, and Chu Shangshu was forgotten several times.

But now that Lu Shangshu has fallen, Chu Shangshu has to take some power in his hands no matter what, so it is not so difficult to understand that he is busy at this time.

Princess Huimin's trouble lies in the drama. Although "The Rivers and Lakes Are My Legend" has been decided to be adapted, it is still Luo Yi who writes it. The problem is that Luo Yi's style is completely different from that of Chang'an Real Estate. It is not a trivial matter to change it. This is the first time for Luo Yi. It is conceivable that some aspects of adapting other people's works are immature.

In addition to the script, if the work of this theme wants to arrange a drama, it is full of problems in terms of props, and there are also differences with Luo Yi in the selection of candidates.

"As for the candidate of Xie Chunfeng, I still think that we can use flowers to see the moon. She captures the charm of Xie Chunfeng very well, and her appearance is also very plastic, suitable for both men, women and children." Princess Huimin said that the voice is broken and can no longer sing. Hua Jianyue liked Meng Lianya very much. If she hadn't asked Sanshengliu to rescue Meng Lianya's play, her reputation would have been ruined. She remembered this kindness.

Luo Yi suggested, "Hua Jianyue pretending to be Chunfeng is feasible, but I think other disguises can be used by others to restore the plot with the greatest probability and prevent the audience from playing. When the indirect time of a scene is short, it can also give Hua Enough time to breathe."

It’s okay for one person to play multiple roles. The problem is that the appearance time is tight, and the makeup is different every time. Choosing multiple actors to share the role of the protagonist can restore the whole story more completely.

"It's useless to quarrel, why don't you ask His Highness the Crown Prince for any good ideas." Following Fu Qian's words, everyone looked at Zhou Chengyi.

Zhou Chengyi, who didn't know that he had lost the horse, said, "We will vote on the reasons why you both said that you want to do this within a certain period of time."

In the final voting result, Luo Yi won, and finally adopted the method of multiple leading actors.

Fu Qian has no worries. If he has to, since the accountant resigned last month, the new accountant Fu Qian still doesn't trust him very much. Too much, no matter how you calculate it, it will never be equal.

When Fu Qian said these words, he almost spilled his own blood on the banquet.

No matter how happy the banquet is, there is a time when it ends, and everyone toasts and drinks and makes an appointment to meet again in the coming year.

However, they don't know at this time that this coming year will not be realized until a long time later, and the winter feast of this year has become their only reunion.

After all, Fang Guanyan is still a light drinker, and he drank too much by accident. It was fine when there were people around, but when everyone left, he started to cling to people, insisting on grabbing Zhou Chengyi's finger to ask him how much it was, If you don't ask, you won't get up.

When Zhou Chengyi asked, he pretended to be stupid and played dumb again.

"Who did you learn this from, huh?" Zhou Chengyi wasn't angry at all, but thought it was attractive to be so obedient and so obedient, so he rubbed his hair, and then lightly pinched his glowing red s face.

Fang Guanyan looked up at him with a bright smile, and answered very quickly, "You, I learned from you!"

Zhou Chengyi raised his eyebrows, "How can I be such a rascal?"

Fang Guanyan stopped talking and just sat there laughing.

Zhou Chengyi couldn't hold back his low