Became a group favorite in the arms of the villain prince after wearing a book

In the evening, Jiang Yanming welcomed the novelist Patriarch Qi Yi.

Qi Yi is a kind old man who looks kind and is as harmless to humans and animals as the grandfather next door.

"Well, good, very good."

Before Qi Yi came, he had found out Jiang Yanming's identity and background clearly.

To be honest, Qi Yi was very surprised that such a rich young lady could join their novelist.

In Qi Yi's view, a savage and willful young lady like Jiang Yanming should be more interested in eloquent and eloquent scholars like famous masters.

(Ji Xingyun: Are you scolding again?)
However, Qi Yi thinks it's good to have such a juicy girl as a student.

Although he is the head of one of the hundred families, Qi Yi's position is very embarrassing.As a novelist, there is nothing to study, so Qi Yi only has a place, and his seniority is just relatively high.

If it weren't for the fact that the novelist belongs to one of the famous hundred schools and has historical value, the novelist would have been banned long ago.

"So, why do you want to join the novelist?"

Qi Yi looked at Jiang Yanming with burning eyes.

"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

Jiang Yanming thought for a while, but did not give a direct answer.

"What about the truth? What about the lie?"

"The truth is that novelists are relatively free, and there is nothing that requires effort to learn."

Jiang Yanming replied very honestly, "And the novelist should have kept a lot of ancient scripts. I am very interested in this."

The corner of Qi Yi's mouth twitched, this girl's words were too heartbreaking.

"What about the lies?"

Jiang Yanming suddenly said solemnly, "In ancient times, people regarded saints as their superiors, history as a book, blind as a poem, workers recite admonitions, doctor's instructions, scholars' rumors, and ordinary people mostly slander them. If you make mistakes, you will correct them, and if you make mistakes, you will correct them." In other words, hearsay and rumors are endless. Novelists can represent the customs of the four quarters of civilian society."

Qi Yi was confused by Jiang Yanming's words, am I really such a good novelist?
After slowing down, Qi Yi said with emotion, "I really deserve to be the first talented woman in the literature test, I admire you."

When Jiang Yanming said this, he suddenly felt that his novelist had become taller.

"The teacher is absurd." Jiang Yanming said modestly.

When Jiang Yanming heard what the teacher said, Qi Yi was elated, and put the meeting gift he brought on the table.

"Since you call me teacher, you can accept this apprenticeship ceremony."

"What is this? Chess?"

Jiang Yanming was stunned. What was placed on the table was a pair of exquisitely crafted white jade chess.

There is also chess in this world, but it is different from Go, the lower class people play more chess, and the upper class nobles play more Go.

"Teacher, what are you doing for me with chess?"

Qi Yi looked pained, "Let me tell you, this chess set is a treasure. Old man Chunyu asked me for it for a long time, but I didn't give it to him."

The old man who attended the Confucian class on the first day was surnamed Chunyu.

"Uh, fine then."

Jiang Yanming put away the chess.

Next, Qi Yi assigned Jiang Yanming a learning task.

"Next, as long as you can write a complete novel, you will be able to become a teacher. If you need any information, you can check with me."

Writing a novel is easy to say, but it is not easy to write a novel that is fluent and easy to understand.

Fang Hua, Jiang Yanming's senior brother, has been a novelist for more than ten years, but he failed to write a novel that Qi Yi would approve of, so he failed to become a teacher.

"I have nothing to teach you," Qi Yi said with shame on his face. "Writing novels is a process of continuous learning. If you encounter any problems, you can go to the teacher directly, and the teacher will answer for you."

"That is to say, I don't need to spend extra time studying novelists' theories?"

"Yes," Qi Yi lowered his head, "Because novelists have no theories, only works handed down from generation to generation."

"That's actually not bad," Jiang Yanming smiled, "At least I have a lot of rest time."

"As long as you don't dislike it."

After Jiang Yanming exchanged pleasantries with Qi Yi for a while, Qi Yi left.

Jiang Yanming looked at the white jade chess pieces Qi Yi gave her and fell into deep thought.

"Should I sell this thing to Teacher Chunyu, or to Teacher Chunyu?"

Teacher Chunyu likes it so much, it's not too much to sell him for ten thousand taels of silver, right?

……

As soon as Xiao Chenguang pushed open the door of the yard, he was chilled from top to bottom.

Now that it's autumn, the weather is turning cold, and it's still at night, being poured with cold water, Xiao Chenguang can only feel the air-conditioning all over his body.

Xiao Chenguang knew who did it, but there was no evidence, and that guy was behind that person, so she couldn't afford to offend him.

So Xiao Chenguang walked into his yard silently and closed the door.

Outside the room beside him, a woman looked at Xiao Chenguang coldly.

"Hmph, it really is a doormat."

The woman was triumphant, without any sense of guilt for doing something wrong.

"Miss Liu's explanation is perfectly completed, and I will go to her tomorrow."

Just as the woman was about to walk back, she suddenly felt an abnormal pain in her shoulder, as if she had been hit by something.

"Ah! Who?"

The woman covered her shoulders and looked around, trying to find the person who attacked her.

However, there was no one around, only the wind.

"Hiss! That's strange, is there something wrong with my own body?"

The woman moved her shoulder, and the pain deformed her face.

"Ouch, it hurts, hurts!"

The woman walked back to her room strangely.

After the woman disappeared, Jiang Yunxian walked out from the shadows.

"Then Xiao Chenguang seems to be my little sister's friend, so let's help her avenge her."

Jiang Yunxian knew that it must be Liu Moran who instigated the woman to play tricks on Xiao Chenguang, and she was standing at Liu Moran's door at this moment.

At this time, the moonlight came down, the stars were dotted, and it was already night.

Jiang Yunxian sneaked into Liu Moran's room, waited until Liu Moran fell asleep, and took out a paper bag from his sleeve.

'The thing left by Jueming is said to be a drug that makes people lose their sense of taste, but is it really useful? '

What Jiang Yunxian pays attention to is efficiency. Killing is always a one-shot kill and then leaves the scene.

In the previous business of Tianshu Building, there was a long-term latent murder business, and this kind of chronic drug assistance was needed at this time.

Jiang Yunxian pinched Liu Moran's chin and poured the powder into it.

'Since your mouth is so dirty, don't use it. '

After finishing all this, Jiang Yunxian quickly left Liu Moran's room, and cleaned up all the traces left by him by the way.

……

"who are you?"

Jiang Yunxian looked coldly at the man in black in front of him, with a serious tone.

Something is wrong with this person!
The man in black in front of him was too powerful, and even Jiang Yunxian had no choice but to parry him.

The man in black didn't make a sound, pressing Jiang Yunxian step by step.

Jiang Yunxian also covered her face, and the other party couldn't tell her identity.

Although Jiang Yunxian was at a disadvantage, he still remained calm.

'This person's origin is unknown, he is still wandering around at night, he definitely has a purpose! '

The man in black attacked more and more fiercely, Jiang Yunxian didn't notice for a while, and was slapped in the chest by the man in black.

"Are you a woman?"