"Boredom doesn't go through, it's just baldness." Sima Yue rolled her eyes and said: "You might as well learn from Master Yang to write books, just write deeds such as "Two or Three Things with the General's Three Brothers and Sisters" or "Two or Three Things with Chu Luo", Master has now broadened the sales channels, and you can sell directly when you write it, and you can support yourself if you make money, if the emperor revokes your title of county lord in the future, you can also have something to eat, right?" ”

Hongying felt that it made sense, so she nodded and said, "Although the idea is good, I am not good at words. ”

"How many of the common people do you think can read the tone of the master's crepe? If you write it in our usual vernacular, I believe that the sales will be much better than Master's Eight Books of Wonders. Only then did Hong Ying discover that Sima Yue was not only sharp-looking, but also so sharp-eyed!

Gu Siming clapped his hands and praised: "The idea is very good, if Hongying publishes a book, it can be sold in Kyoto, and the officials will definitely go to the show." Sima Yue also smiled and expanded: "No matter whether your writing is good or not, there are generals' mansions and ministers' mansions, and the officials are cheering for you, it is difficult if it is not popular." "After all, the people's insight is not deep, if you control public opinion, they will follow the crowd and say hello! This kind of truth has been kept secret since ancient times, but it is nothing more than that.

Hong Ying was a little moved by what they said, if she was wrapped around her waist, she wouldn't have to rob and do those illegal things in the future, last time because of that, Jin Tian also blackmailed her for seven days of youth. An inch of time is an inch of gold, and it is difficult to buy an inch of time!

The next day, Xiangye specially prepared a sedan chair for her, and went to a feng shui treasure in the suburbs of Kyoto to worship her father and mother in a newly built mound for Hongying's father, she and her parents are not deep, but because there is no her without them, they come to worship every year, many times Lu Shanshan scolded her for being too conscientious, but the two people under the yellow spring are not so conscientious.

Hong Ying quarreled with Lu Shanshan every time because of this, and Lu Shanshan said honestly: "If those two have a conscience, they won't leave you alone in the red dust and drag me down!" ”

"Alas!" Whenever Erniang complained, Hongying always sighed, and once Lu Shanshan couldn't stand it and asked her; "Why sigh?" Hong Ying shook her head and said: "I also think that Erniang's words are very reasonable, but my father and mother are ignorant, and now they haven't taken you away......

Because of those words, she was beaten by Lu Shanshan, and Lu Shanshan scolded her for having no conscience! She retorted unknowingly: "You still praise me for being too conscientious!" ”

The ass was ravaged by a certain vicious stepmother after no accident!

Thinking about the past, Hong Ying smiled and reassured her parents in the sky, saying that she is living a good life now, and by the way, she mentioned how the scum of Chu Luo is, saying that he is a scum and that he is cheap.

Chu Luo stood behind the giant tree not far from her, and after listening to her words, he explained innocently in his heart: "She is deeply hated by love, and the second elder should not believe her......"

He was just worried that Hongying would be in danger and came with him, and he definitely didn't listen to the corner of the grave on purpose~

When Hongying went back that night, Chu Qingxiang betrayed Chu Luo and said, "Luo'er, you came back later than Hongying, didn't you go to worship her parents together?" ”

Chu Luo hated his grandfather for eating inside and out, and he said angrily: "Grandfather, you betrayed me!" ”

Only then did Hong Ying know that Chu Luo had gone with her, and her face suddenly burned red, and she didn't care about finding Chu Luo's trouble, so she rushed into the boudoir.

Because she finally talked about Chu Luo, talking and talking, she unconsciously said that she actually liked that guy and something like that, if he heard it, he didn't know how to laugh at her.

Chu Qingxiang thought that something related to Fengyue had happened to the two of them, and he happily praised Chu Luo's ability, Chu Luo's face was pale: What is this, and how will he straighten up in front of Hongying in the future?

Since Gu Siming returned home, Hong Ying began to plan to write a book, she stole Ah Niu's lewd clothes from the neighboring village A Cui, which caused a scuffle between the two villages, and Ah Qiang chased her for a piece of cake and ran ten miles, and Chu Luo wrote down the matter of being imprisoned in the small black house by his grandfather for those few pieces of pastry, and her crooked font was matched with the white rice paper, which was very unsightly.

Chu Luo stood behind her with his hands in his hands, watching her scribble on the rice paper one by one, her face was blue and white for a while, and finally she couldn't help but say with black lines on her head: "I'm really so shameless?" ”

Hong Ying was startled by him, waved her robe, and touched the ink on the table, and the inky black juice stained her copywriting thoroughly, she puffed out her cheeks angrily, grinded her teeth and said: "Chu Luo, who allowed you to enter my room?" ”

"I knocked on the door, but you didn't answer me." Anyway, no one knows if he really knocked on the door, so naturally he made it up.

Hong Ying was speechless for a while, could it be that she was too involved and didn't hear this scumbag knocking on the door? She was still angry: "Even if I knocked on the door, my copywriting was ruined by you, and you compensate me." ”

Chu Luo rolled his eyes and said disdainfully: "As far as your crooked tadpole text, I can't copy it." "It's no wonder that this book sells well.

"Chu Luo!" Hong Ying raised her voice angrily and said, "You ruined my achievements for so many days, and insulted my calligraphy, I fought with you!" ”

Impulse is the devil and her stepmother, Hong Ying pulled her sleeves after saying that, and her claws fiercely scratched the jade face of the young master Chu like Fu powder, and deducted several bright red nail prints, Chu Luo grabbed her fierce claws and roared: "Don't you know that you can't scratch your face casually?" ”

Hong Ying crossed him, and her momentum did not decrease: "Who made you feel disgusting when the little woman of Young Master Chu's face looks at it, and I will have itchy hands if I don't deduct it." ”

Chu Luo stared at her with wide eyes and said, "I really want to cut your claws!" ”

"If you cut it, it will still grow, Master Chu, you will wait to be caught by me for the rest of your life!"

Chu Luo was unusually silent, he felt in his heart that it was much better to be scratched by her like this for a lifetime than her to scratch others, at night, as long as he thought that Hong Ying would marry someone else, he couldn't stop the irritability in his heart, and only felt stuffy in his chest.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Hong Ying thought that he was really angry, and because she looked up and saw the blood stains on his handsome face that she pinched out, she felt ashamed, so she apologized and said, "I'm sorry, Young Master Chu, otherwise the little woman will help you ask for some beauty pills?" ”

Chu Luo turned his face away coldly and said, "No need! "He's not a woman, he's not so squeamish. As for his appearance, he didn't value it to the extent that Jin Tian was perverted!

Hong Ying felt that he was not angry, and became more anxious: "If you hadn't scared me, I wouldn't have treated you like this, don't you have to be angry, okay?" ”

"I'm not angry." Chu Luo smiled dumbly, Hong Ying was worried that he would be angry with her, how could he be reluctant, even if he was sometimes angry, he hated iron but not steel.

He rubbed the ends of her hair and said, "First of all, don't scratch me with your claws anymore, and I'll help you restore it." ”

Hongying was a little surprised: "Can you restore it?" ”

Chu Luo shook his head and said, "It's not going to be restored, but I read what you wrote just now, so I can help you Tengmo until you are satisfied." ”

Hong Ying immediately pulled the paper out of the ink, wiped the table, and re-laid a thick stack of rice paper on the desk, grinding it for Chu Luo, smiling like a flower.

Chu Luo lifted the pen, the red sleeves added fragrance on the side, the wind was full of curtains, sandalwood overflowed from the small Ding furnace, there was a dark fragrance lingering in the daughter room of Hong Ying, he smiled slightly, the pen was handsome, delicate and atmospheric, he wrote a piece, Hong Ying held the paper to dry it, took a closer look, felt that Chu Luo could write such calligraphy, and scolded her calligraphy for being scum.

After writing, Hong Ying directly began to urge him to hurry up, she couldn't wait to look at the next page, looking at it, Chu Luo suddenly put down the pen, Hong Ying was seeing the key part, couldn't help but question him, and said, "Why don't you write?" ”

"The book is gone!" Chu Luo said disapprerovingly.

Hong Ying was puzzled, and Chu Luo explained: "You just wrote here. ”

Hong Ying suddenly realized that the original book was him, but for some reason, after Chu Luo's processing and processing, it was even better than what she wrote, she knew that if she took over and wrote it again, she would definitely become a laughing stock, for the sake of art, she had to be embarrassed: "I will tell you the story, and you will process it." ”

Knowing that Chu Luo would not agree sharply, Hong Ying said again: "It's a big deal to write the name of the author of the book, Chu Luo, but if the book is sold for money, I ask for shares!" ”

Chu Luo stretched his waist and said, "Why should I write a book?" He has no shortage of food and clothing, so naturally there is no need to write books to make a living.

Hong Ying stomped her feet, searched for a long stomach and came up with a big reason, and said: "If you Chu Luo want to go down in history, there is only this way, you are not as good as Sima Yan, martial arts, you can't compare to Sima Ting, you don't need to enter the temple to fight, you may not have any achievements, and you will be praised by future generations, and Young Master Chu, you have now been discovered by me to have a specialty, that is, writing, you must seize this opportunity to let future generations remember that you are......"

Chu Luo pursed her lips and snickered, Hongying Xu was in a hurry, and she couldn't even speak in an orderly manner, if she actually wanted him to write it, just tell her that she liked it, and he would do his best to write it down for the sake of her good sentence.

Hong Ying was trying hard to persuade Chu Luo, but Chu Luo said lightly: "If you like it, I will write it down, it doesn't matter whose name it is, since it is your story, I still use your name!" ”

Hong Ying looked at him in surprise, I don't know why Chu Luo's goods have changed a lot today and become more pleasing, she couldn't help but bend her eyebrows and bend her eyes: "What about the next page?" ”

"County Lord, you haven't ...... me about the follow-up of this story."