That night, a plate of oily braised pork was placed in front of Han Gang.

Usually, Han Gang would feast on it immediately, but today, his chopsticks often bypassed this delicacy carefully prepared by his concubine.

"Why don't you eat it?" Yan Suxin asked in surprise. This is one of Han Gang's favorite dishes.

"It's not good for health." Han Gang sighed, he was actually salivating, but since he had already made up his mind to be temperate, he would not touch it again.

Wang Yi took the children south to Jiangning, and it would be at least a month before they could return, and the family became much more deserted. But the relationship between Han Gang and the three concubines became close again.

After the meal, the three girls chatted with Han Gang for a while, and then took today's newspaper.

Yan Suxin doesn't like the rumors in the market the most, but he flocks to the news in the newspaper, with black letters on a white background, and he is more stable than others.

However, every time she gets the newspaper, Yan Suxin will go to the third page to see if there is a new plot, but as always, there is none.

Yan Suxin's heart was furious: "These measures are always lazy, how many times have they been broken this month?" ，”

"What's a headache. Shut up a small dark room, and release people when they are finished. ”

In the past, Han Gang was also most annoyed by this kind of writing that broke off in the middle of writing, or hurriedly fooled out an ending, or those who were clearly promised but couldn't do it, which made people can't help but want to pull the author into a small black room, write as many words as he wants, and give as much food as he writes.

Now that I have the opportunity and ability, how can the regrets left back then continue to be regrets?

"Xianggong is a good idea," Yan Suxin's eyes lit up,

"Don't forget, be prepared for the number of courtesies." Han Gang added.

……………………

Zhen Wu, one of the authors of many serialized novels in the Keju Express, walked into a small courtyard in Shi Po Lane with a high spirit, and his editor Xing Lizhong made an appointment to meet him.

Walking into the door, Zhen Wu laughed loudly when he saw Xing Lizhong: "Why are you here today, is it the outer room of the criminal brother?" ”

Xing Lizhong didn't laugh with Zhen Wu, and his face was sad: "It's really not, I am scolded every day at home and in the society, how can I still have the heart to put something in the outer room." ”

"What's wrong, what's wrong? If there is any difficulty, say it, and you will definitely help me if you can help me. We're old friends! ”

Zhen Wu looked like a righteous man, patted his chest and assured Xing Lizhong that he would definitely stick a knife in both ribs.

"It's your business, sir." Xing Lizhong raised his eyes and looked at Zhen Wu, as if he saw the fish taking the bait. "Sir, you haven't finished your share of the month. At the beginning, it was agreed that the manuscript would be delivered every day, but now I am only halfway through it. ”

Zhen Wu's face changed, "It's already half written." ”

"That's only half there. Sir, the so-called untrustworthy is not true, I don't know what to do. You can't talk about it. It's the end of the month, and half of it hasn't been written. ”

Zhen Wu stood at the table, picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea, "The sage has a saying: 'Take from it, get it; Take what is in it, and get what is below'. It is true that I said that I will deliver the manuscript every day this month, but this is 'taken from it', and now I have been writing for half a month, which is 'getting it'. It's not just Zhen Wu, it's just following the Holy Religion. ”

"Sir!"

Zhen Wu took a sip of tea and put down the cup, "I have something to do today, so I'll leave first." What you owe this month will definitely make up for next month. ”

Xing Lizhong immediately stopped in front of the door and firmly blocked Zhen Wu's way to leave.

"Please give way." Zhen Wu pulled down his face, and Fang Cai's righteous anger had been blown away by the wind.

Xing Lizhong sighed, "If the junior brother gets out of the way, sir, you will probably have to 'take it from it, and you will have nothing to gain' this month." ”

Zhen Wu said angrily: "Don't spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. Root...... I am as good as my word, since I have promised, I will do it! ”

"It's just that you have to say more and less......" Xing Lizhong helped Zhen Wu finish the second half of the sentence, "The villain is bold, please write here, wine and meat are ready to serve at any time." After writing, I let Mr. go home, and if I can't finish writing, there is still a bed in this room inside, so I ask Mr. to live here. The villain heard that after Mr. gets the moisturizer every month, he will return overnight in the field, and the family must not worry too much. ”

The door to the room was open, but it was so dark that even the windows couldn't let in the light. But when he walked to the open door, Zhen Wu clearly saw the furnishings inside.

The small black room is only one zhang square, and a bed, a table, and two chairs occupy the room.

Of course, there will be no Zhen Wu's favorite jade ice burning, and there will be no Wu Nong's soft words in his ears when he is persuaded to drink.

Is this a prison?!

Zhen Wu's heart was rushing up, and when he turned around and saw Xing Lizhong's still unchanging flattering smile, he couldn't wait to shake him in the mouth: "Xing Lizhong, this thing is ugly." Do you know what it is to detain someone without cause?! ”

"Mr. Zhen. Zhen pedant. Zhen brothers! No! Brother Zhen! Zhen Laozi!! Grandpa Zhen!! Xing Lizhong wiped his sleeve on the stool twice, and forced Zhen Wu to sit down, "I beg you, you always rest here and respect your buttocks, how about writing this time first?" If nothing else, how many people are waiting for you this time. Can't catch your breath, you say you can't hold your breath? The lice are biting on the vest, and you can't scratch it, you say it's not on fire? The monkey walker didn't rescue Master Xuanzang in the end, you should give an explanation first! ”

Zhen Wu didn't enter the oil and salt, "I can't write." Is this novel something that can be written just by thinking about it? It's not good, but it's my golden signboard. ”

"Can't really write it?" Xing Lizhong's smile was gone

Zhen Wu gritted his teeth: "I can't write it!" ”

"Ugh."

With a sigh, Xing Lizhong gave up and let go of the door.

Zhen Wu raised his chin proudly, and was about to speak, when he saw Xing Lizhong shouting outside,

"Two brothers, it seems that we can really only rely on you."

Two men with coffin faces immediately appeared at the door.

It's not very tall, but it's growing horizontally.

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, guarded the door like door gods. Looking at the appearance, he has always walked sideways, and at a glance, he knows that he is not a good person.

The soft does not make the hard.

'Why didn't these goods be sent to Yunnan?' ’

Zhen Wu thought annoyedly.

Now the law in the capital is strict, that is, theft, and the stolen goods will be stabbed in Yunnan. And the idle splashes on the street were found and sent to Yunnan. The dignitaries of the Beijing division all strongly supported it, and most of the people who seduced the children in the family to learn badly were colluded with the Diao slaves inside and outside the family, and now they were driven away, and the Diao slaves were sent to the official at home, and the family was quiet.

But these two, at first glance, are used to bullying and dominating the market, why don't they catch generals when they walk on the road?

But Zhen Wu is not afraid, is Zhen Wu, the author of "The Legend of the Three Tibets of the Tang Dynasty", really just Zhen Wu? In his capacity, why should he fear these common people?

"Mr. Zhen, please stay."

One of them opened his mouth, but he was a little polite.

"There's not much to say."

Zhen Wu had a cold face, and was about to squeeze between the two, but he was immediately grabbed by someone.

This splash was ruthless, and lifted the placket in his hand up, and Zhen Wu only landed on his toes.

The man's face was hideous: "If you can't finish writing during the day, then write it at night, if you can't finish it at night, then write it at night, my master has a bubble on his mouth, just waiting for Mr. Zhen to wait for your serialization." ”

Zhen Wu's heart was weak for a while, and he stayed on the thick arm in front of his chest, and asked, "What do you want to do?!" ”

"On the master's order, send some things to Mr. Zhen."

"What's that? I don't want it! "Zhen Wu initiated the stinky temper of the reader

But these two are like profiteers who buy and sell by force, and they are not allowed to be recommended by Zhen Wu, "Since my master sent it out, I can't help it." ”

The gifts brought by the two were delivered, and they helped him unwrap them in front of Zhen Wu.

"Grandfather clock!"

Only one shell was removed, and Xing Lizhong was shocked. He has seen a lot of gifts from ordinary readers to Zhen Wu, but it is the first time he has seen such a precious artifact.

"This pendulum clock is placed here, and my master gave this thing to Mr. Zhen, lest Mr. Zhen always find an excuse to shirk the weight that should be done."

Xing Lizhong walked around the table clock several times, and felt more and more that this was an artifact with both beauty and practicality.

"I'm afraid not a hundred times." Xing Lizhong sighed.

Zhen Wu shook his head, "The ceremony is too heavy." ”

He didn't dare to accept such a heavy gift. Etiquette is all about exchange, and it is difficult to say what price you will have to pay to get such a good thing from the hands of the two.

"What's the weight? How can my master's good mood be bought for a hundred times? ”

Zhen Wu's face became more and more ugly, "I don't want this gift, and I won't stay in this room." ”

"I'm afraid I can't help you, Mr. Zhen."

Zhen Wu's face finally changed, but it was too late for him to escape now.

"Ben...... Officer. Zhen Wu's lips trembled, and he finally revealed his identity.

"On my master's side, the master of Honglu Temple is not an official." The man sneered, "Zhongtai First Palace, Jingling Palace, and Huilingguan, all have positions to treat sages." ”

Zhen Wu laughed angrily, these three places are all palaces, and they are places dedicated to raising idlers, which are not as good as the Honglu Temple where the door is so idle that hens can hold their nests and hatch eggs. It's just that his identity was revealed, but he faintly felt bad.

"Don't think that this official can't find someone!" Zhen Wu was ruthless.

Su Song has been a judge of Honglu Temple, although the main book is a petty official, he met every day back then, and it can be regarded as an old department. The former prime minister, the current Pingzhang, Su Song's old department, which nobleman dares to bully him?

"Although Su Pingzhang is respected by my master, my master is not afraid of him." The man approached and whispered a word in Zhen Wu's ear.

Zhen Wu's face changed suddenly, "Why me?!" ”

"Who made Master Chen write well?" The man laughed, "If you write slowly, if you write so that my master is unhappy, what is the consequence...... You know. ”

Zhen Wu was stunned.

The two walked away, Xing Lizhong reached out and patted Zhen Wu's shoulder, with a sympathetic expression, "Zhen...... Oh, Mr. Chen, please do a lot of work. ”

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"Or the official is right, these slackers should be dealt with like this."

Yan Suxin held today's newspaper and smiled.

But Han Gang had long forgotten about the small talk he had two days ago, and only remembered what he heard today.

The Queen Mother is planning to arrange the emperor's wedding.

[I really don't know what to say, no matter how much I say, I feel like it's an excuse, so I can only continue to work hard this month.] In addition, I wish the motherland a happy 65th birthday and a happy holiday to all of you. 】