Gao Zhao finished reading the Golden Hairpin in a while, and sure enough, as she guessed, it was a story with twists and turns, the routine was not ordinary, unexpected, but the suspense was set well.

She didn't have a clue what she was writing, so she took out all the words in the book and put it on the kang, just read the title of the book.

Recently, the popular thing in Beijing is written by the empty cliff guest, men, women and children love to read it, out of a fire book, what you read is suspense, and the guess that hangs people's appetite.

Not long after coming to Beijing, his younger brother Yang Rong quietly introduced his book to Gao Zhao.

Alas! The cowhide is blown up, and you can write it casually, but if you want to write like an empty cliff guest, it will be too difficult.

Pulling my hair, scratching my head, thinking about it, I can't think of it.

Forget it, it's better to eat.

Good luck, eat chicken at night!

Although it is not evening, since there is chicken, let's eat it, and you can only think when you are full.

Gao Zhao ate chicken legs, thinking about what was the hottest thing in his previous life, the game? It's a pity that she can't play, and if she can play, she can't play games here, misleading people's children.

I don't want to, let's think about what pen name to choose.

Gao Zhao, who thought that it was a one, stopped eating chicken, washed his hands and took out pen and ink, and prepared to start taking a pen name.

If you want to make others remember one by one, it has to be easy to understand, like Master Bai writing poems, and the old grandmother who can't read can understand it.

Then Gao Cui came in and saw her niece biting her pen, supporting her chin, and her hair crooked.

Blank eyes.

"Tired of writing? Then take a break, and don't go to the scientific expedition, don't have to work so hard. ”

Gao Cui thought that her niece was going to get married, and she was afraid that her in-laws would look down on her, so she began to work hard, although she usually comforted her niece to practice calligraphy, but seeing Gao Zhao like this, Gao Cui was still distressed.

Gao Zhao came back to his senses, put away the paper on the table, got ink on his hands, and asked Xianglan to fetch water and wash his hands.

"What are you doing with Qiaoyun?"

"Qiaoyun is learning the rules from Mama Du, I think Mama Du has been telling stories to Qiaoyun recently, and she doesn't learn the rules much."

Gao Zhao didn't know this, and she didn't know how Mama Du taught Qiaoyun, anyway, she was a layman when it came to the cultivation of ancient women, so she had never heard of it.

It's going to be fine, go listen to it.

So, I went to Qiaoyun's house and saw Qiaoyun sitting, Mama Du sitting, and the two of them sitting facing each other on both sides of the square table.

Seeing Gao Zhao coming in, Mama Du got up, "The eldest lady is here." ”

"It's okay, I'll come and see my sister, Mama Du continues."

Mama Du sat down, smiled, and continued.

Gao Zhao listened to it, dizzy, Mama Du actually talked about the relationship map of various families in Beijing.

Looking at Qiaoyun, he is serious, I don't know if I can understand and accept it.

Quietly quit and don't bother them.

Seeing Douhua staying quietly in the courtyard with Ah Fei, he was silent.

Trained dogs are just different.

When I went back to the house and continued to lie on my stomach, I thought of my little junior brother, and remembered what Qiaoyun said: Why did he send our family if he could protect it?

A Hou Mansion can't protect the eldest son?

External enmity? Civil strife?

Hatred shouldn't look for a foundationless Gao family, civil strife?

There must be a difference between filling the house, Yuqingwa's aunt drank the Juezi soup at the beginning, that is, she was afraid that if she had relatives and flesh, she would treat Yuqingwa's brothers and sisters differently.

Mrs. Hou has a good reputation? I want to pretend to be virtuous, and I can pretend to be able to do it.

Not to mention that the masses love to watch dog blood, Gao Zhao has made up for his junior brother before that he is a hard-working child, which will make up for a big drama even more.

Pregnant!

Gao Zhao, who was lying on his stomach, turned over and sat up, remembered it, and wrote dog blood, and wrote the public routine from the dog blood: good is rewarded with good and evil is rewarded, and the ending is very happy, and everyone is happy.

Think about it, every time my aunt watches a play, if she sees such an ending, the slap is slapping, and she has to talk about it for half a month when she goes home.

Gao Zhao took out a simple pen and wrote down the main plot branch, which should not be too obvious, and the protagonist's family was replaced by a business.

That's it!

This can not only write a book, but also make a drama.

Hehe! It's wonderful to think about, the empty cliff guest wrote it, and it is difficult to shoot it into a film, but the kind I wrote is easy to shoot.

With a direction and a goal, Gao Zhao began to think.

This time I don't think about it like before, now it's about thinking about the plot, the character design, and the stage effect.

Gao Zhao wrote a small note to his senior brother, saying that he was going to write a book recently and was very busy.

Wu Changliang received the note in the front yard, and after reading it, he put it away, assigned homework to his junior brother, and then accompanied his grandfather to play chess.

In this way, at the end of September, Jiang Coral came to Beijing and would live in Wu's house in the future.

The Wu Family Martial Arts Hall is in the north of the city, and I haven't seen Wu Yingchun recently, saying that he followed his cousin to Songshan and hasn't come back yet.

Jiang Coral settled down, and the couple came to the Gao family to greet the elders.

Now that the Wu family has known Gao Zhao's in-laws, Jiang Coral is naturally the first among the daughters-in-law of the Wu family. Now their relatives are encouraging them to live in Beijing for a long time, guarding the Gao family, and they are not afraid of a future.

Wu Hai's heart was moved, and he is also paying attention to buying a house, although the house in Beijing is more expensive, if there is a good heart, Wu Hai will go to his house to borrow silver.

Jiang warmly entertained her niece and her husband, and repeatedly explained that she wanted to come back often, she considered that her mother's home was too far away, so she asked her niece to treat this as her mother's home.

Wu Zhongbao was respectful and gave gifts to everyone in the Gao family, and Gao Zhao felt that Brother Bao was extremely respectful to her.

Alas! No way, identity is everything.

Leaving them and their husband and wife to have lunch and sending off their niece, Jiang is in a good mood, and now the days are smooth, she feels that the capital is very quiet, and there are not many rights and wrongs in Wucheng County, that is no one to tell you, it seems that no one dares to talk nonsense in places where there are many nobles.

Lu Guogong's Mansion also said excitedly: "Who dares to talk nonsense? I still don't believe it, who dares to say that my big ears are scraped! ”

After speaking, he reached out to help his wife.

The sitting Duchess of Lu pushed it away, "Help me up, where can I go?" I can tell you, I can't go all over the capital and say it, if outsiders know, I won't be born! ”

"Okay, okay, I don't say it, I know, I can't say it in the first three months, I'll wait, I'll hold it. Hey! When the day comes, I will have a big feast, Emperor Chengzong's fifty-year-old Princess Pingwu, and the fifty-third-born Qing Wangye, I! Fifty-six this year! Ha ha! ”

Duchess Lu covered Nahaha's mouth and said angrily: "You dare to talk nonsense about royal affairs?" You're going to me off! ”

Lu Guogong hurriedly said: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'm happy, I won't talk nonsense in the future." ”

"Chuan'er is sixteen, and I'm about to get married, I'm pregnant again, and I'm ashamed to die."

"What's this, people want to have an old son, but they don't have that blessing, by the way, isn't Princess Pingwu's youngest son also an old man?"

At the mention of this, Lu Guogong stopped laughing, who didn't know that Princess Pingwu, an old man, had never appeared in Beijing a few times since she was born, and it was rumored that she couldn't support her.

Duchess Lu Guo remembered the news she had inquired about, and Mrs. Gao was now also pregnant with an old man. Lu Guogong remembered that night he drank the fruit wine of the princess's in-laws, the Gao family.