Although he refuted his uncle's face, there were a lot of adults, and Xia Li still entertained Cheng Qi with delicious food and drink. On this day, when he was writing hard in the study - every day he had to change 10,000 words a day, but he still couldn't stand Xia Yusi's crazy urging, and he was almost vomiting when he saw the pen, he finally received good news from Huang Yang.

"The foot is high, and the sea is shocked. The newspaper is fortunate to have to be published. Special moistening pen, five dollars for 1,000 words, three issues in five days, as for yes. ”

Cheng Qi had received two manuscript letters in his previous life, but it was the first time he had received such a manuscript letter. He read it several times and confirmed that the four words "Qiantang Wenhai" printed in lead on the envelope were indeed not Huang Yang's pranks.

"It's true." Huang Yang seemed to see through his thoughts: "There is also the signature of the editor-in-chief." ”

"Peng Youzhi." Cheng Qi read the name again: "It seems that I have seen it somewhere?" ”

"The editor-in-chief of Peng University is a famous person in Huzhou and a genius in Jiangnan. Jiahe, a ten-year jinshi, once served as a waiter in the East Palace. Later, he returned to his hometown and devoted himself to the literary world. Qiantang Wenhai, of which he served as the editor-in-chief, was a first-class literary journal in Zhejiang and even in the south of the Yangtze River. Your "Smiling Proud Jianghu" is a vulgar work, and I originally planned to vote for you in the evening newspaper or something. But that day, Peng Youzhi happened to have a very close relationship with my uncle, and he read one of the verses from my uncle, and he was immediately surprised, saying that he must leave your masterpiece behind. I'll make the decision for you. ”

Huang Yang happily praised himself, although Cheng Qi had not seen the Qiantang Wenhai, but he remembered that this Peng Youzhi was indeed a talented scribe, he often published some miscellaneous comments in the newspaper, laughing and scolding all articles, whether it was talking about the market or telling literary and historical stories, they were all first-class masterpieces.

"It's good to let Peng You take a fancy to it." Although Cheng Qi vaguely felt a little guilty in his heart: after all, plagiarism is not a glorious thing, although it is impossible for a second person in this time and space to know Jin Daxia's name, but there seems to be a hurdle in his conscience. But in an instant, this hurdle was filled by Huang Yang's praise.

"Hey, look at what you can, what kind of person Peng Youzhi is. Jiangnan Shilin's man of the hour, the articles he fancies, they are all first-class handwriting. Dude, you've been lucky this time. Wait, when you have a beautiful scenery in the future! Huang Yang said it so mysteriously, Cheng Qi couldn't believe it, but the more he said this, the more beautiful Cheng Qi's heart became.

Sure enough, a few days later, when his uncle-in-law, who had gone to Hangzhou once because he was going out to talk about business, came back, he patted this nephew well: "I really didn't expect it, you still have this talent, this hand." ”

Zhu Rui, who was on the side, didn't know why: "Fourth brother-in-law, what's wrong?" ”

"My sister, your son is out of luck!" Xia Li handed a stack of newspapers to Zhu Rui: "Look, what newspaper did his article post on?" ”

Zhu Rui took it: "Newspaper? This kid writes and draws in the study every day, and he really makes a name for himself? ”

"This is "Qiantang Wenhai"." Xia Li said happily: "Great writer, oh, I'm really not mistaken, I know that Ah Qi is a promising child!" Quick, write a letter, and then ask someone to bring these newspapers to your father, so that your father will be happy. ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Although Zhu Rui didn't understand it too much, she was always happy to see her son's name turned into lead and printed on the newspaper: "This matter should be known to my master." It also made him happy and happy. ”

Cheng Qi was praised by the elders in the family, and he was a little fluttering, and at night he was caught by two cousins and poured some sweet glutinous rice wine.

When he woke up the next day, he opened the curtain, but saw a beautiful young woman sitting on a round bench by the desk under the window. She held her cheek in one hand and fiddled with an ivory ornament in the other, as if waiting for him to wake up.

Cheng Qi rubbed his eyes, and was suddenly startled: "Sister! What are you doing here? ”

Xia Yusi turned his head to look at the voice when he heard the voice, and pouted: "This is my home, I can come if I want to come." ”

"It's not ......" Cheng Qi didn't know how to explain: "Why are you in my room?" ”

"You're not a girl in the boudoir, what's wrong with me coming in." Xia Yusi walked over, hung up the curtain, and then sat beside him: "What's the matter, do you dare to drive me out?" ”

Cheng Qi suddenly ran out of words, and his mind, which had not yet sobered up, was even more confused by the incense powder on Xia Yusi's body.

Xia Yusi also deliberately sat closer, Cheng Qi could see the full and cracking Snow Peak Jade Valley squeezed out from under the pink belly pocket as long as he was not careful, all of this was indeed too exciting for this young man with strong blood.

"What's wrong? Now that I'm a big writer, I don't even want my sister to look at it squarely? Xia Yusi bent up a wisp of green silk and slid it around his cousin's face: "When you were a child, you also took a bath in a bathtub with your sister." ”

Cheng Qi refused to admit it: "Is there anything else?" I can't remember! ”

"I can't remember." Xia Yusi's eyes flowed, and his voice was coquettish: "If you have no conscience, you won't remember it now." When you were a child, you also said that you wanted to learn from Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and build a golden house for your sister. ”

Cheng Qi was simply sweating at Lushan Waterfall, and he couldn't stop complaining in his heart about how the previous owner of the body had left him this injustice.

Xia Yusi was still in the fun of training her younger brother, and as she spoke, she fell down and pressed on Cheng Qi. Cheng Qi was suddenly at a loss, and was pressed by her, and he could clearly feel that the pair of heavy on his cousin's chest seemed to be only separated from his chest by a layer of silk cloth.

She lowered her head and looked at her cousin, whose face was flushed, and seemed to appreciate his embarrassment at the moment: "Will you listen to my sister in the future?" ”

"Listen, listen." Cheng Qi nodded busily, not caring what she said.

"Then what my sister said, isn't it what it is?"

"Yes, yes, yes." No matter how humiliating the treaty is, it will be signed when this living beauty presses on him. Cheng Qi has no doubt that his cousin, as long as he gives a look, there will definitely be countless sons and daughters who willingly kneel under the pomegranate skirt.

"Then, in the next chapter, let Xiao Linzi kill that hunchbacked madman!" Xia Yusi suddenly said very seriously, so that Cheng Qi didn't turn around all of a sudden, and hit the tree directly.