"Your Royal Highness, the slave knows that it is wrong......

Behind him was the bitter pleading voice of the porter, Gu Fei didn't even look back, picked up Ning Xin and entered the door.

Passing by Ning Chengwen and catching a glimpse of his cramped appearance, Gu Fei's brows furrowed: "What are you doing in a daze!" You come in too. ”

"Oops!" Ning Chengwen hurriedly followed with the basket on his back.

How could such a wooden person give birth to such an elf and lovely child??

Gu Fei didn't understand.

On the contrary, his father is very high, but he gave birth to a few disgusting little children like his younger brother.

But thinking of this, he felt a little more pity for Ning Xin.

If she had changed her father, this girl's life would have been much better than it is now.

Entering the flower hall, he asked people to bring the best refreshments and fruits in the house.

"Eat more, so short." Gu Fei peeled another lychee and stuffed it into Ning Xin's mouth.

Ning Xin's cheeks were bulging, like a little hamster, and she whined while eating: "No, no, no, it's going to start!" ”

Gu Fei was amused and laughed, and stopped feeding her.

Ning Xin finally finished eating what was in her mouth and hurried to get down to business.

"Daddy's words have been written, does what Brother Shizi said that day still count?"

Gu Fei raised his eyebrows: "Of course." ”

In fact, Ning Xin's estimate was right, Gu Xiaoshizi is a mouse, and he forgot about it when he picked up his claws.

He had long forgotten about the script, thinking that Xiao Budian was simply coming to play with him.

Therefore, when he saw Ning Chengwen's stack of manuscripts, he was inevitably a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, this scholar looks timid, but the story is very interesting.

The stories of fairies and ghosts are also written by people on the market.

But Gu Fei, who is full of ups and downs and full of blood, has never seen it.

At the top of the manuscript, in the tone of the demon hunter Yan Chixia, he said that this is a memoir, recording the strange events he has personally experienced.

"Personal experience" is the selling point.

Whether modern or ancient, people want to believe that there is a mysterious and cool profession called a monster hunter in the world.

Of course, this is all what Ning Xin learned from those male frequency authors.

She herself was a staunch materialist practitioner.

But she knew, but Gu Fei didn't know.

Halfway through the story, Xiao Shizi was already frightened by the female ghost in the story, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on the back of his neck, and then he looked at Ning Chengwen's eyes from the initial disdain to awe.

Tsk, this stupid boy has seen it, Ning Xin's heart is put back in her stomach.

Ning Chengwen also swallowed nervously.

"Daddy drinks tea." Ning Xin glanced at him and motioned for him to relax.

Anyway, there was food and drink in the courtyard, so it would be okay for them to wait a little longer.

But Gu Fei didn't let them wait too long.

After a while, he raised his head from the manuscript and looked at Ning Chengwen: "Do you really know the demon hunter?" ”

“…… Heard it from a friend. Ning Chengwen didn't deny or admit it, this was what Ning Xin instructed him before he came.

Leave it a little mystery and let them guess.

As expected, Gu Fei's eyes brightened, and he instructed his subordinates: "Go and call the shopkeeper of Bowenzhai over, and say that this son is going to give him a big business!" ”

Ning Xin bent her eyes, feeling that the walnut crisp in her mouth was sweeter.

After a while, the shopkeeper of Bowenzhai rushed over.

Gu Fei has nowhere to spend time in the town, so he often goes to Bowenzhai to buy fresh notebooks, and he is also an old acquaintance with the shopkeeper Zhang.

"You can show me, can you accept the words written by my brother?"

Huo, I didn't look down on it just now, but now I'm a brother.

Ning Xin has a further grasp of the attraction of this story.

Shopkeeper Zhang didn't expect the prince to call him to be such a thing.

That's it? What kind of big business can be.

His family's study is open, and he knows all the people who can write books in Huainan.

But the one in front of him, he really didn't have any impression at all.

But because of Gu Fei's face, even if he was reluctant, he still took the manuscript and read it.

Ning Xin stared at him closely, and found that he had begun to slow down from the initial hurried glance.

After a long while, Shopkeeper Zhang closed the manuscript, looked up and said, "Your Highness, with all due respect, this story is well written, but the writing is not satisfactory. ”

Hearing this, Ning Xin chuckled in her heart.

In this era, the words written by people are a little obscure, and the whole text is also full of poems, and a poem must be given at the beginning and end.

But she didn't have this level, and she was fast, so she tutored Ning Chengwen to write pure vernacular.

It is easy and pleasant for a person like Gu Fei who does not learn and has no skills, but in the eyes of the shopkeeper, it becomes a worrying writing.

It's over, and the road to making money by writing essays won't be blocked.

Ning Xin was worried, but she didn't want Gu Fei to be more excited than her.

The story he fancied was rejected, and Gu Xiaoshizi was very unhappy.

"It's all said to be a real experience! Where can the demon hunter write any poems, and the story is good, isn't it! Since Shopkeeper Zhang is so rigid, then this business should be left to Shopkeeper Yang of Zhuli Pavilion. ”

There are only two study halls in the town, one Bobunzhai and one Bamboo Pavilion.

Neither of the two shopkeepers looks at the eye, and they both riveted each other and want to knock each other down.

Gu Xiaoshizi is a big patron of the study, if he is pushed to the Zhuli Pavilion, the shopkeeper Zhang is afraid that he will not be able to sleep well for a year.

"Your Highness, don't worry, I received this book!" He turned to Ning Chengwen and smiled flatteringly: "I just don't know if this little brother is willing to find someone to polish this book again?" ”

Ning Chengwen didn't know what to do, so he subconsciously went to see his daughter.

He didn't realize that he didn't know when it started, and the backbone of the family had become Ning Xin.

Ning Xin understood, this is a fancy to the story did not read the Chinese pen, and wanted to find a gunman to rewrite it.

Looking for a gunman before the money is earned?

This is not good, as a cultural person, she firmly supports the right to the originality of the work!

What's more, if you find a gunman, you have to share the money with others, so she is not happy!

"Is it bad for Daddy?" She looked at Gu Fei timidly, her little hands clutching the corners of her clothes nervously, looking very pitiful.

Ning Xin had already figured out the temper of this little boy.

This is a tsundere teenager who is still in the rebellious period, and whoever disobeys his opinion will have to fight against the other party.

Shopkeeper Zhang's two disobediences had already made him unhappy.

Coupled with his own wave of assists, Gu Fei would definitely not agree.

As expected, he had a cold face: "I think this story is very well written, so you don't need to bother polishing it!" ”

After speaking, he waved his hand again, signaled his subordinates to send the shopkeeper away, and then called the shopkeeper Yang from the Zhuli Pavilion to come over.

"Since the shopkeeper doesn't know how to appreciate it, let's call it something else!"

As soon as he heard this, Shopkeeper Zhang became anxious: "Hey, Your Highness, don't call others, this book won't be changed, it's not okay if you don't change it!" ”

After speaking, he hurriedly asked Ning Chengwen: "What do you think of a thousand words and a thousand words?" ”