Lord, I will write novels to support you

Geng Xiaobo swallowed his throat and licked his dry lips, "My lord, my lord, let's go out and guard the lowly position..."

Zhu Wenzhen waved his sleeves, "No need, go out with me, I'm going to find him now."

Zhu Wenzhen was brought up in rich clothes and fine food since he was a child, and he was held in the palm of the hands of the emperor and empress dowager. Since he was a child, he has never had what he wanted but could not get.

Now that he has tasted the taste of emotion for the first time, the only person he wants is Xiao Ke.

But this is different from those rare treasures in the palace. It is a living person, and it is not something that he can get by begging his father, queen and queen.

How can one get one?

Still a person who has nothing to do with his original life...

Zhu Wenzhen hurriedly summoned his servants to change clothes, and rushed all the way to the depths of Tongluo Alley, the back door of the palace.

Geng Xiaobo was out of breath after chasing after him with a knife in his hand, "My lord... son!"

"Where's the person?" Zhu Wenzhen looked at the empty alley and frowned.

"The book should have been sold out by this time," Geng Xiaobo caught up panting, "Usually he would go to the Drunken Spring Breeze Tavern at the entrance of the alley and let him go—hey, young master, wait for me!"

When Zhu Wenzhen rushed to the entrance of the alley, he saw Tang Ke coming out of Zui Chunfeng holding a jar of wine. Tang Ke had already changed back to his black clothes and black cloak that had been mended many times.

Zhu Wenzhen took a step forward and stood in front of Tang Ke.

"Boss Geng...what's the matter?"

"……nothing."

When Zhu Wenzhen saw Tang Ke, Fang felt a little flustered. He suppressed his beating heart and paused for a moment, "I, I just want to see you."

"Look what I do?"

"You...will you still go to the Luming Villa study room to deliver books to me at night?"

"Those who promised Boss Geng will naturally go."

"That's fine."

"If Boss Geng is okay, I'll—"

"—Xiao Ke!"

Zhu Wenzhen interrupted Tang Ke, took a step forward, and raised his hand to grab his arm, "I..."

But when Zhu Wenzhen stretched out his hand, Tang Ke withdrew his hand like an electric shock and put it behind his back, for fear that Zhu Wenzhen would touch him.

Zhu Wenzhen saw his obvious evasive action, his eyes dimmed, and he choked on the words on his lips.

Seeing the silence on the other side, Tang Ke bowed and said, "If you have nothing else to do, I'll leave first. See you at Luming Villa."

Zhu Wenzhen's outstretched hand was stuck in the air, and he retracted it after a while, nodding, "Yeah."

Zhu Wenzhen watched Tang Ke's back quickly disappearing into the alley, and felt that the hot heart that was just about to be held was soaked by cold water.

Leaving Tongluo Lane, Zhu Wenzhen went directly to Luming Mountain Villa, and spent the whole day bored in the study, flipping through the dozens of booklets, until Tang Ke knocked on his window when the sun was setting. .

Zhu Wenzhen looked up and saw Tang Ke squatting on the window sill. The clothes were not the one he gave, nor the one he had mended during the day. They seemed to be newly bought, and the soles of the coarse cloth shoes were still white.

Tang Ke came to this study in Luming Villa and knocked on the window countless times, but this was the first time he knocked on the door.

Zhu Wenzhen stared at him blankly, but forgot to respond for a while.

Tang Ke could only speak cautiously: "Can I come in?"

"Ah... come in."

Zhu Wenzhen put down the book in his hand, got up and went to the window, he raised his hand to help Tang Ke down, but Tang Ke jumped down before him, and sideways avoided his outstretched hand.

Zhu Wenzhen pointed to the chair Tang Ke used to sit on: "Sit down, here is the snack brought over by the servant during the day, I haven't even eaten a mouthful, do you want some? Or let me ask someone to make you some new ones? Want to drink?" What tea?"

Tang Ke was stunned.

This was the first time he was asked for tea and snacks by Boss Geng since he came to Luming Villa so many times.

Tang Ke shook his head, "No," he took out the booklet, "This is today's update, Boss Geng has a look."

Zhu Wenzhen took the booklet down, and it was the same as the one delivered to Luming Mountain Villa the night before. This time the booklet also used much better quality paper and ink than before.

Holding the booklet in his hand, Zhu Wenzhen paused, raised his head and asked, "Xiao Ke, are you still angry about what I said before? I... I didn't mean what I said, and I didn't mean to look down on you. I just……"

"Boss Geng," Tang Ke interrupted him, "I'm not angry with you, Boss Geng, don't worry."

He was really not angry. He didn't recognize the relationship between himself and the benefactor before, but now he has seen clearly what he looks like in Boss Geng's heart, and he has adjusted his position, and he also understands that the two are not in the same world at all. , that's all.

Zhu Wenzhen asked cautiously: "Really?"

Tang Ke nodded seriously, and pointed to the booklet in Zhu Wenzhen's hand: "I'm here to send you updates on time. If you are really angry, just find a reason to decline."

Zhu Wenzhen looked at Tang Ke's face half hidden under the hood, and couldn't tell whether his words were true or false, so he could only nod silently, and sat behind the desk to read the update.

Tang Ke still wrote an updated version of Zhu Wenzhen as before.

The kind of love words that the prince said to King Jing here, Zhu Wenzhen's face was red and his heart beat when he read it in the past, but now with the blessing of love for Xiao Ke, it is even more out of control.

After Zhu Wenzhen finished reading the book, he felt as if his spiritual consciousness had already had a romantic relationship with Xiao Ke, and the blush appeared under his fair face, which was smeared from the neck down, like rouge melting in the snow.

Tang Ke stood far away from the desk, looking at Zhu Wenzhen's appearance, his eyes were in a daze for a moment as before, and all of them were covered under the hood.

It took Zhu Wenzhen a long time to recover from the text, and looked up at Tang Ke: "Xiao Ke, do you really love King Jing like this, so deeply?"

Tang Ke was stunned for a while, and for a moment he forgot that he was secretly in love with the prince, and he came back to his senses after a while, "Yes, my feelings for King Jing have never wavered or changed for a moment."

Zhu Wenzhen gently rubbed the words on the book with his fingertips, nodded slowly: "I understand, I will keep this book," and pointed to the brocade bag that had been prepared by the table, "The gold ingots you bring let's go."

Tang Ke thanked him, and took a step forward to take the brocade bag. When he got it, he found that it was much heavier than usual. He opened it and counted it, and found that there were as many as forty ingots.

He raised his head suddenly: "Boss Geng, what is this?"

Zhu Wenzhen smiled lightly: "Xiao Ke, for today's update, write three editions with me tomorrow, is that okay?"

Tang Ke chuckled, "Boss Geng, do you like it so much?"

This was the first time Zhu Wenzhen saw Tang Kexiao again in these days, and he nodded vigorously in a hurry: "I like it."

"No matter how many love words you wrote to King Jing, I want to read them."

Tang Ke smiled helplessly, "But I'm not a ruthless coding machine. It's too difficult for me to write three editions of such love stories in a day."

Zhu Wenzhen: "It's okay, when you finish writing, you can deliver it as soon as you finish it, and the thirty ingots will be considered as a deposit."

Tang Ke said: "Okay, I will finish writing and send it to Boss Geng as soon as possible." After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Xiao Ke!"

Zhu Wenzhen stopped him again.

Tang Ke turned his head, "Boss Geng, what else is there?"

"It's nothing... At night, it's windy at night. When you go to the roof, be careful."

Tang Ke smiled at Zhu Wenzhen: "Thank you, Boss Geng, for reminding me." Then he disappeared into the night with a leap.

Zhu Wenzhen looked at the empty window for a long time, until Geng Xiaobo came in and asked him when he would go back to rest.

Zhu Wenzhen looked away, "Xiaobo, if you like someone, what should you do to make him happy?"

"This..." Geng Xiaobo began to dry his mouth again, "This, I have never liked anyone, and I have never been liked by others. I really don't know."

However, Zhu Wenzhen was suffering from no one to talk to, and he refused to let go, "Then if someone wants to give you something, what do you want most?"

Geng Xiaobo scratched his ears and cheeks for a long time, but couldn't utter a word.

Zhu Wenzhen frowned impatiently when he saw it: "Just tell me what you want, what's the problem? Just tell the truth."

Geng Xiaobo broke his heart and said his unconstrained thoughts: "I have always wanted this martial arts secret book...the best one can become invincible overnight."

Zhu Wenzhen laughed: "How can there be such a secret book in the world?"

Geng Xiaobo scratched his head with a sneer: "No, the prince laughed at me, and the young one just thinks about it. As a guard, my job is to protect the prince. Of course, I hope there is a way to help the young one do my job better, so I decided to give it a try. I want this secret book."

When Zhu Wenzhen heard the words, he began to think seriously.

Geng Xiaobo, a bodyguard, wanted a secret book in order to do his job well.

As a writer, what Xiaoke wants most is naturally something that will allow him to write novels better?

Zhu Wenzhen also thought of Xiao Ke's hands that were stained black with ink and his fingertips full of scars from binding books every time he saw him, and thought that it must not be a long-term solution for him to set up a small bookstall like this now.

If he wants to go down the road of writing, Xiao Ke needs a platform.

If Qifeng Bookstore is willing to accept Xiao Ke, an anonymous author's novel, then the problem will be solved.

Thinking of this, Zhu Wenzhen's eyes lit up, and he said in a deep voice: "Go back to the mansion, go to Ji's mansion tomorrow morning, and find Ji Shoufu."

The chief assistant of the cabinet, Ji Yuan, was a young master when he was young. He was Zhu Wenzhen's first teacher and the largest shareholder behind Qifeng Bookstore.

Not long after Ji Yuan came down to the court, before he sat down in the chair, he heard that Zhu Wenzhen asked to see him, so he rushed out to welcome him.

"Mr. Xiang, how many days have you not seen me, old man?"

Zhu Wenzhen bowed respectfully to Ji Yuan: "It's the student who has neglected you. How is your health recently?"

"I won't be able to die for a while." Ji Yuan stepped forward and held Zhu Wenzhen's wrist tightly, pulling him into the study, "Go, go and sit inside."

Ji Yuan's body seemed to be strong and vigorous, with only one pair of hands showing his age, the wrinkled and rough palms were holding Zhu Wenzhen's white and delicate wrists, causing some pain in his wrists.

Zhu Wenzhen had a strong smile on his face, and let the teacher lead him into the study.

"Finally," Ji Yuan said as the two sat down opposite each other, "What's the matter?"

Zhu Wenzhen froze, looked at Ji Yuan, "Sir..."

Ji Yuan waved his hand, "Go to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing, what kind of old man did you hide from me? Now that you are willing to come here, don't you ask for me?"

Regarding the establishment of the crown prince, among those who opposed the abolition of the senior and the establishment of the young, Ji Yuan was the most violent. He even led his subordinates to go on a hunger strike outside the palace gate to protest for three days, until the overall situation was settled and Zhu Wenqi entered the East Palace. Every time I saw Zhu Wenzhen, I still sighed sadly, and only said that if Zhu Wenzhen said a word, he would give up his old life and die, and he would definitely help him take back the position of heir.

But Zhu Wenzhen really didn't want to be the prince.

He gave up the position of crown prince by himself. He said this to his teacher many times, but the other party didn't want to believe him, and only wanted to persuade him to make progress. In the end, Zhu Wenzhen had no choice but to hide from the teacher and lock up the door. Men An went to be his happy prince with peace of mind.

At this moment, Zhu Wenzhen couldn't help but smile when he was told, "Nothing can hide from Mr.'s eyes."

Ji Yuan waved his hand: "Don't play around with me, just talk about it quickly."

Zhu Wenzhen was not polite to the teacher, and directly explained his intentions.

Ji Yuan twirled his beard, thought for a while, and said, "Should Qifeng Bookstore make an exception to accept anonymous novels? It's not a problem, it's just a matter of what the old man said."

"But Mr. Xiang, who is this anonymous author, who actually invited you to come and talk to me about this in person?"

Zhu Wenzhen smiled lightly and said, "It's a friend of mine, but it was my own idea to come to see Mr., and it has nothing to do with him. I saw that his articles were well written and sold well. It's a pity that the issue of anonymity was buried. So I came to find Mr. here."

Ji Yuan nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry, since it is the person you recommended, I will take it seriously. I will pass the news on later today and let the people below handle it."

Zhu Wenzhen thanked Ji Yuan earnestly, and asked how Ji Yuan's family was doing recently, and whether there was anything not going well in the court.

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they were chatting all over the world, when they suddenly heard a report from someone outside.

"His Royal Highness is here!"

Zhu Wenzhen suddenly turned his head, jumped up from his chair, and hurriedly saluted Ji Yuan: "Student, please come to see your husband some other day."

After Zhu Wenzhen finished speaking, he raised his foot to go to the back door, but saw Zhu Wenqi had strode in, and was blocking Zhu Wenzhen in an impartial way.

"Brother Xiangjun, long time no see."

"His Royal Highness..."