Chapter Forty-Eight: Rushing to the Draft

After returning to the palace, Zhao Qiujin locked herself in the study and began to prepare her manuscript until dark.

Ling'er shouted outside, "Niangniang, it's time for dinner, are you okay?" ”

"Come in, Ling'er." Zhao Qiujin was still writing hard at the desk, and he didn't raise his head and said.

Ling'er came in and looked at Shangguan Xin'er, who was struggling to write, "Niangniang, what are you writing here?" ”

"I'm writing the series of "Beijing Love Story", which hasn't been updated for a long time, and everyone is urging me to update, and I really can't get by if I don't write it."

"Ah, it's been a long time since I've updated, I've been too busy lately, can the slave take a look?" Ling'er said obediently.

"Of course you can, take a look, you can make suggestions, now that I'm exhausted, I don't know how to write."

"No, slave, you see you've written a lot." Ling'er picked up a dozen pages of the manuscript and flipped through it, but she didn't expect Shangguan Xin'er to be so able to write, and she wrote so much in one afternoon.

"Harm, you don't know something, I haven't written it for a long time, and some can't keep up, so there's no way to add a lot of new characters and branches to it, but adding them can only be used to flesh out the book, and the main line still can't change, but how to use these people to promote the development of the plot, this stumps me."

Zhao Qiujin sighed, feeling that it was not easy to code words, Qiujin sighed......

"Oh, don't worry about it, let's eat first, and when you finish eating, you'll have an idea, and it's not too late to write it then." Ling'er persuaded.

"Hey...... Okay, okay, let's eat first, and only when you're full will you have the strength to fight. Zhao Qiujin said and got up and walked out of the study with Ling'er.

Because he drank too much yesterday, Zhao Qiujin didn't have much appetite today, so he didn't eat much, and after eating, he returned to the study and began to work the code business. "Oops, I didn't expect to take on such a troublesome job for myself this time, so I still have to be inspired to write this thing."

Zhao Qiujin began to write, just come to a few catastrophes first, anyway, don't think about the production cost, what we want is a big scene, in order not to lose female readers, we still have to have a few vicious female supporting characters and rich and handsome male supporting actors, and a few kiss scenes from time to time or something, one can attract the audience.

Thinking about it, I was inspired, and I started to write non-stop.

In those days, no matter who came to Zhao Qiujin, she was always in the study and didn't raise her head, after all, this book was going to be exchanged for a few mansions in the capital, but she couldn't just write casually, she couldn't use dim sum, and she didn't communicate with readers.

On this day, Liang Xu Feng transferred to Fengyi Palace, and heard Ling'er say that Shangguan Xin'er was in the study, and it was useless to even have lunch. So he walked into the study with vigorous steps, "Yo, the queen mother heard that you have been busy with business recently and have no time to eat, so the little maid in front of you asked me to persuade you to go to dinner quickly." Liang Xufeng joked.

"Who should I be, I entered without a sound, and I didn't know how to say hello." Zhao Qiujin glanced up, and lowered his head to do his own thing.

"Huh...... This is said a lot, who is with whom, when Ming'er returns to our Liang Kingdom, you still have to make me bigger. Liang Xufeng began to fan his fan that had not changed for 10,000 years again, and then jokingly.

"Yes, yes, who are the two of us, when you become the emperor of the Liang Kingdom, come and take me over, and let me try to be the queen of the Liang Kingdom." Zhao Qiujin listened to Liang Xufeng's joke and couldn't help but quip.

"Hahahaha, yes, I'll pick you up then, don't regret it." Liang Xufeng said with a smile. "Hey, what are you writing here? What can make your old man forget to sleep and eat day and night? ”

"In this world, except for money, there is nothing that can make me feel tired, let's take a look at the sequel to the essence of my new work "Beijing Love Story", how about it, isn't it amazing?" Zhao Qiujin winked at Liang Xufeng. "Now, I'll show you the manuscript of the past few days."

Liang Xufeng took the manuscript and looked through it carefully, "Yo, the author of the pen name Teletubbies, isn't your book about family and family, love and hatred, how can this still be related to the hatred of the family and the country?!" "He has been conquered by Zhao Qiujin's powerful imagination.

"We're people with a big picture, it's not my style to just write about children's affection, I can't sublimate it, I have to think of a high-end atmosphere and high-grade story core, and it is more attractive to attract male readers." Zhao Qiujin said proudly.

"That's good, it's quite thoughtful, but even though the story is good, you also need to pay attention to your body, right?! Take a walk, go for lunch, and then take your time to think about it. Liang Xufeng pulled Zhao Qiujin out of his seat and went to the front hall for dinner.

Ling'er brought lunch and brought dishes and chopsticks for Liang Xufeng, "Lord Liang, you can also accompany our mother to eat together," Liang Xufeng took it.

"Today, thanks to your blessing, I can try the craftsmanship of this imperial dining room." Liang Xufeng said, picked up a piece of pork ribs and handed it to Zhao Qiujin's bowl.

"Obviously, you calculated the time to rush to my palace by yourself." Zhao Qiujin returned the favor with a smile. "Hey, I haven't been to my master and Sister Ruyan recently, what have the two of them been busy with lately?" Zhao Qiujin remembered that he seemed to be busy rushing the manuscript during this time and had never left the palace, let alone going to find the master.

"Your master is naturally busy enjoying the joy of family, Ruyan also moved in with your master, so as to take care of your master, I went there a few days ago, and your master asked why you didn't come?" Liang Xufeng said while eating.

"Oh, that's good, then I'll be relieved, by the way, you have nothing to do to find my master?" Zhao Qiujin said with food in his mouth.

"Naturally, it's for the food." Liang Xufeng has never forgotten it since he ate Doctor Lu's specialty last time, and he went to Doctor Lu that day when he was fine.

Zhao Qiujin rolled his eyes, "It's cheaper for you, what delicious food did my master make for you?" Zhao Qiujin was also worried about the braised pork and braised bamboo shoots made by her master, but there was no way, her children were busy rushing the manuscript.

"But it's too much, do you want me to report the name of the dish to you, roast the flower duck and roast the goose and roast the chicks......" Liang Xufeng teased Zhao Qiujin, Zhao Qiujin rolled his eyes helplessly, "Don't make trouble, your IQ followed the monk named Xuanzang to the West Heaven to learn scriptures, no, no, no, your IQ can only attract the monk named Bajie." ”

The two of you are very happy to say what you say to me.

After finishing the meal, Liang Xufeng went back with business, and Zhao Qiujin still returned to the study, wanting to finish writing and deliver the manuscript as soon as possible, so that he could go out of the palace to find the master and them.

It was late at night, Zhao Qiujin was still in the study, and Leng Lingzhe had been haunting the picture of being with Shangguan Xin'er that night in his mind since that drunken incident, and he couldn't get rid of it for a long time.

It was already late after dealing with government affairs tonight, and he was finally free, so he transferred to Fengyi Palace, wanting to come and see Shangguan Xin'er. But when I entered the door of Fengyi Palace, I saw that the study was still lit, and I didn't know why Guan Xin'er hadn't gone to bed at night so much. Slowly entering, Ling'er saw that she wanted to salute, but was interrupted by him raising his hand and signaling her not to make a sound.