Cheng Jianghai put away his smile and said: "No problem, I have contracted the "Legend of the White Snake" by Chu Bookstore, I don't change a word, you don't have to worry about anything in terms of distribution, I promise to sell at least one million copies within three months, the storyteller spreads all over the ten countries, seven mountains and six islands, and all the people in the Zhongyuan world know the story of "The Legend of the White Snake"!"

Yue Heng laughed in his heart, just now Huo Yun came to talk about this inconvenience and that needs to be considered, and now he is the Chu Book Society, this old slippery head is really cunning!

Yue Heng waved his hand and said: "The Legend of the White Snake is so decided, and I also want to come up with a novel "Jin Pingmei", which was also written by me, but this book can't be called me, and the Chu Book Society must make it popular." ”

He wanted to make "Jin Pingmei" popular, mainly for the uninvited medicine old spirit, at the last moment of the howling island, the medicine old spirit forcibly rushed into Yue Hengmei's heart shrine and became one with him.

Of course, the benefits are great, on the premise of not affecting the laws of heaven and earth, the old spirit of medicine is a portable old grandfather.

There are also disadvantages, the disadvantage is that Yue Heng needs to provide a lot of energy, these are the things that Yao Lao needs, such as seven emotions and six desires, such as the power of faith in the world, and so on.

The release of "Jin Pingmei" can give Yao Lao a general understanding of the power of faith in the world, Yao Lao is practicing the spirit of the world, and what he wants is to benefit the public, and the greater the influence, the better.

Cheng Jianghai didn't know why, but as long as it was Yue Heng's request, he nodded like garlic: "As long as it is written by you, Gongzi Yue, the quality must be guaranteed, needless to say, Chu Wenshe has a package, and it is the same treatment as "The Legend of the White Snake"!"

Yue Heng smiled dumbly. deliberately teased: "Lao Cheng." You don't even look at the original. Dare to promise?"

Cheng Jianghai patted his thigh and said: "Hey, what else do I see! Whether it's a casual slit or a casual spit, even if you praise a piece of cow dung for its value, I can package it and sell it all over the Zhongyuan world!"

Having said that, Cheng Jianghai's eyes were rolling slightly, and he snatched the first draft of "Jin Pingmei" handed over by Yue Heng, and said with a smile: "A sneak peek." A sneak peek! Reading Yue Gongzi's novel is physically and mentally pleasurable, and it is very refreshing!"

"Look!"

Yue Heng laughed, and after only a few sips of a cup of tea, Cheng Jianghai squirted out, his face flushed, pointing to the original manuscript, and looking at him in disbelief: "Gongzi Yue, this is a romance novel?"

Yue Heng smiled slightly: "Of course, there are still details, no matter how big or small. It's good enough, isn't it good-looking? It's not exciting enough? It's not good to sell?"

Cheng Jianghai was stunned at first. But immediately turned into an expression that all men understand, and he said: "It's good-looking, and the little old man has reacted below! It's easy to sell, it's definitely easy to sell! The little old man dares to guarantee that as long as this book is on the market, it will definitely be robbed like crazy! What is a million copies? I'm afraid every family will treasure one! But this storyteller's side is not easy to promote......

Yue Heng said: "Just print and distribute a single book, and sell as much as you can!

Cheng Jianghai immediately swore: "Cheng Jianghai swears to the gods of Fuxi that he will not reveal that this matter is related to Gongzi Yue." If there is a disobedience, the heavenly thunder will kill me Cheng Jianghai!"

Yue Heng couldn't cry or laugh, every time he heard someone swear, he would feel funny, but everyone attached great importance to the oath.

"Lao Cheng, "Jin Pingmei" was written by me at the request of a senior, but I won't tell you, I am now a literati at the eighth level, in order to set an example for literati in the future, start a sect, and go further, many times I also need to pay attention to my words and deeds. So you can understand me, right?"

"Understood! Of course I understand! Ah! Son-in-law, you are already ...... The eighth level is in charge?"

"Well, now there are no more than ten people in the world who know this secret, Lao Cheng, you have to keep it secret for me!"

Cheng Jianghai excitedly didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and kept shouting in his heart God, the Chu State actually has an eighth-level master, and he is still so young, it is known as a rare sight in a hundred years, and the most important thing is that the relationship between Chu Literature Society and him is extremely strong!

Yue Heng continued: "You should also have heard that if you want to become a ninth-level Wen Sect, you must start your own sect and make great contributions to the literati world. So in the next few years, or even decades, I need the Chu Literature Society to be my mouthpiece and promote it for me all over the world, Lao Cheng, I just returned to Chu today, the first thing I did was to find you, I hope you can help me!"

Cheng Jianghai immediately swore an oath: "That's a must! I, Cheng Jianghai, swear to the gods of Fuxi......

Yue Heng interrupted him: "Lao Cheng, I will send someone to send my new poetry collection in the last half a year later, I still have something to do, go first!"

Leaving from Cheng Jianghai, Yue Fei and Cao Tongpu were standing at the door waiting.

"Young master has worked hard!" Yue Fei bowed down to say goodbye, his eyes were full of suppressed excitement.

Yue Heng patted Yue Fei on the shoulder, helped him up, and sighed: "When I am not there, thank you and your brothers for guarding the rear base camp and solving a lot of problems for me!"

Yue Feihu's eyes burst into tears, he choked up, his mood was agitated, and he couldn't say a word.

Cao Tongpu said with a smile on the side: "Yue Fei is really doing a good job, I see it in my eyes." But I don't need you to follow General Yue today, you can go back and protect Yue's Mansion!"

Yue Fei wanted to say something, but Yue Heng stopped him and said, "Your loyalty to me doesn't need to be expressed in any language, I can understand you." Go back, I'll be back later and take you to the palace for a feast!"

Waiting for Yue Fei to leave, Cao Tongpu asked, "Where are you going next?"

Yue Heng wanted to go to the royal family temple in Chuhua Mountain, and asked: "The rule of praying for blessings in the temple is that the temple keeper cannot go out for less than a year, this is an iron law, right?"

Cao Tongpu said with a smile: "Of course, otherwise where does the royal prestige begin? But brother, I heard that in the hunting ground last spring, some people did not return to the camp at night......

Yue Heng's face was a little embarrassed, this matter must have been said by General Su Tonghe, but he dared to do it, so he naturally dared to be: "That's right, I am the one who does not return to the camp at night, let's go, Brother Cao, please send me to the hunting ground!"

After sending Yue Heng to the hunting ground, Cao Tongpu went back on his own, and he would also participate in the palace banquet in the evening, he couldn't care who Yue Heng was going to take, his own troubles had not been solved, he still had to go to the Zhenyuan General's Mansion to persuade his little ancestor Meng Er Miss, hoping that the second miss would appreciate his face and accompany him into the palace.

There are many people in the daytime, and Yue Heng is not good at sneaking, but with the Sniffing Stone Beast and the Moon Beast in his hands, he easily dug out a passage to the Peak Sect Temple and sneaked into the inner courtyard. (To be continued.) )