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Chapter 50 [050] Qingyang City Serial Events
Haichaochun Tea House.

It is very close to Huangliu Hutong.

Qin Yuesheng was sitting by the window on the third floor in brocade clothes, watching the scenery outside the window while eating red bean cakes.

This is a private room without a door, but it is covered by a bead curtain, so that people passing by outside cannot see the inside clearly.

After a while, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the corridor outside, and with the rattling of the bead curtains, Cao Zhengchun walked in from the outside.

"Young master, I have already invited you to come here."

Qin Yuesheng turned around and saw a little girl in a yellow dress standing behind Cao Zhengchun.

Seeing that she was fifteen or sixteen years old at most, she was petite, round and white, and looked timid.

"Ask this girl to come and sit down."

"Yes." Cao Zhengchun nodded, then turned to the little girl and said, "Please."

Seeing that the other party was sitting directly opposite to him, Qin Yuesheng asked curiously: "The pen is brilliant, I have read all of your novels, the writing is quite good, and it is easy for people to immerse themselves in it."

"Master, son, my name is Huang Wei, you can call me by my name."

This little girl seemed a little shy, obviously not a stutter, but she stuttered a little when she spoke.

Qin Yuesheng didn't care, "Huang Wei, how much money do you make a month by writing novels?"

Huang Wei immediately pinched her fingers and counted, not long after.

"About one or two hundred taels."

Qin Yuesheng wondered: "Why are there only so many? Aren't your novels selling very well in Qingyang City?"

"The study sells books for me. I have agreed with the shopkeeper of the study that the money earned from selling books will be divided equally. In addition, the government will have to collect taxes. In the end, it will be 200 taels." Huang Wei replied honestly. .

"How about it." Qin Yuesheng knocked on the desktop: "I will do business with you, and you will write books for me in the future. No matter how much you earn, I will give you 400 taels a month, plus [-] cents , of course, this must be you two and eight."

Huang Wei couldn't help being overjoyed: "Really, really?"

400 taels of silver a month is simply a windfall for ordinary people.

"Really, but only if you write the ideas and plots I gave you." Qin Yuesheng nodded.

Huang Wei hesitated immediately.

As a writer, who doesn't want to write what he wants to write, once he writes what others provide for the sake of money, it will fall into the cliché, and the writing of the article will inevitably lose some inspiration.

"One more thing, as long as you are willing to work for me, I can make your parents never be able to gamble again."

This condition is like an arrow poking straight into Huang Wei's heart. Her parents are both gamblers, and they have long been a thorn in her heart. Sprinkling money into the ocean doesn't make any difference.

In today's world, the status of women is obviously lower than that of men. As a daughter, Huang Wei is not qualified to take care of her parents' affairs even if she can make money.

It is only right and proper for children to make money and spend money for their parents.

So don't look at the sales of Huang Wei's novels these years, but she has been worrying about this matter in private.

If Qin Yuesheng can help her solve this matter, even if Huang Wei can no longer write the novel she wants to write, she will agree without hesitation.

"Okay, then you have to do what you say." Huang Wei looked serious.

Hearing her promise, Qin Yuesheng took out two contracts that he had written in advance from his arms and handed them to the other party.

"The conditions and salary I promised you have all been written on it. What you want to do for me is also on it. Take a look. If you think it's okay, sign your name and press your fingerprint."

Huang Wei picked up a contract, read it not long ago, and suddenly said in surprise: "Ten years? I want to write a novel for you for ten years?"

"Well, what's the problem?"

"But I will marry in the future..."

"Marriage and work are two different things. Who said you can't write novels after you're married, and why did you marry so early? You're only turning [-] this year.

Let me do the math for you, you can earn 800 taels a year, and 8000 taels in ten years. With this amount of money, what kind of man do you want?Are you afraid that no man will marry you?

You don't even need to get married, you can buy a house, pack a dozen or so little faces, you can have anything you want, pack it up as you like, play whatever you want, and when you have enough fun, find a man you want to marry, this kind of life You have no reason to give up, do you? "

"Oh!" Huang Wei immediately covered her face with her hands when she heard Qin Yuesheng's words, and said embarrassedly: "This, what a shame, this is not a *baby*wife."

Qin Yuesheng put his hands on his chest, leaned on the back of the chair and stared at the other party playfully.

When other women said this, Qin Yuesheng still believed it.

Huang Weiyi, a female hooligan in the literary world who made a fortune by writing a harem of one woman and many men, usually writes such plots in her books. How can she still blush and shy because of this?

"Well, if you think there is no problem, just sign and press your thumbprint. A better tomorrow is waiting for you."

Brush brush!
In a short while, Huang Wei had already done everything.

Qin Yuesheng took back one contract and left the other one for Huang Wei. At the same time, he also handed the other party a stack of high-quality rice paper full of words.

"Take it, this is what I want you to write. It's all commercial secrets. Keep it safe. Don't let others see it. Also, finish your last book quickly and concentrate on my book. , I want to see 12 words before the [-]th of next month."

"12 words?!!!"

Huang Wei picked up the first page and browsed: "Martial Sky? What is this?"

"Of course it's the name of the novel. I've already structured the plot outline for you. You can derive 12 words from this structure. It can be done."

"should be no problem."

"Remember, the selling point of this novel is aimed at men. Don't add any ambiguous moths to me. Once I find out, I have to rewrite it. Everything is written based on a man's subjectivity."

"Oh, I see."

Qin Yuesheng threw out a 100 tael silver ticket: "Go and get busy. This is the deposit for this month. I will help you deal with the things your parents love to gamble in the near future."

Huang Wei got up with a stack of outlines: "My lord, I don't know your name yet?"

Qin Yuesheng picked up the teacup, looked out the window, and took a sip.

"The youngest of the Qin family is me."

……

midnight.

"It's dry, be careful with candles."

"It's dry, be careful with candles."

The watchman walked forward slowly, and at the same time shouted the words that had been shouted for many years in a gentle tone.

Suddenly, a black shadow rushed out from an alley not far away, and before the watchman could react, a cold light appeared, and he directly pinched his throat with his claws.

"Uh!"

Blood spurted out from the wound, and the broken throat made the watchman unable to speak any more.

The black shadow sniffed the Darwin's body, then took a hard bite, and began to chew quickly.

"It's not you, you are not him, I want revenge."

Throwing the watchman to the side of the road, the black shadow immediately disappeared into the night again.

The next day.

Qin Mansion Plum Blossom Residence.

Qin Feng, Qin Yuesheng, and Duan Hongjin sat beside the round table, quietly eating the breakfast on the table.

Xiaolongbao, beef porridge, braised duck feet, pig ears... There are as many as twelve kinds.

Qin Yuesheng chewed and ate the porridge in the bowl slowly, this is the rule of the Qin family, they must sit together to eat early.

At this moment, the chief steward, Qin Zheng, suddenly walked in from the door, holding a government notice in his hand.

"Master, last night in Qingyang City, 32 families were brutally wiped out. In addition, three watchmen also died."

Qin Feng stopped his mouth: "There is such a thing? Who did it?"

"Currently the government is still investigating. The assailant's attack was extremely cruel, all of which were fatal. They pinched the neck of the victim and none of them survived. Now the notice is paying a lot of money to find witnesses who can provide clues."

Duan Hongjin couldn't help but said: "Master, I'm afraid some Jiangyang bandits from other places have come to Qingyang City."

"It's not impossible, butler Qin, go and tell the commander of the nursing home to get all the nursing homes of the Qin residence to cheer up during this time, patrolling the inside and outside of the Qin residence on a shift system around the clock, and can't relax for a moment.

In addition, remember to be in a group of three, no matter where you go, you have to follow together, and you can't leave the team without authorization. "

"clear."

Qin Yuesheng looked at the notice in Qin Zheng's hand thoughtfully, but did not speak.

Another day passed.

The massacre in Qingyang City continued, and hundreds of people died in just a few days, which immediately caused a lot of panic in Qingyang City.

Wealthy merchants and wealthy families can sleep with peace of mind at night because they have a lot of warriors and nurses in their hands, but ordinary people are not so comfortable.

Once they meet that murderous maniac, everyone will die, and they won't be able to see the sun the next morning.

As a result, people in Qingyang City became panicked for a while, and the business in the martial arts hall, blacksmith shop, and weapon shop in the city became very hot.

However, the common people were worried and upset, and Xun Sheng, the prefect of Qingyang City, was actually even more worried.

Someone breaking the law in his jurisdiction is completely provoking his status as a prefect. What worries Xun Sheng even more is that they still don't know whether the murderer is a human or a ghost.

"Master Bai, do you have any clues?"

In Bai Hao's room, Xun Sheng sat at the table and asked solemnly.

Bai Hao's hair was messy, and it was obvious that he hadn't taken care of it for a while.

"Nothing was found." Bai Hao shook his head helplessly: "There were no footprints at the scene, and the wounds on the deceased's body seemed to be caused by sharp claws. Few people in the south of the Yangtze River use claw blades as weapons, so I suspect this crime There's a good chance it's a ghoul."

"Ghoul!" Xun Sheng's expression changed.

Both ghouls and ghosts are very dangerous. The power of ghosts lies in the fact that they have many strange methods. The most common ones are to use illusions to confuse people, absorb people's energy, and possess and control the human body.

The Qixing Supervisor called this kind of things ghosts covering the eyes, ghosts hitting the wall, and ghosts on the body.

The tricky thing about ghouls is how brutal they can be.

Every ghoul exists for the purpose of killing. They don't have any consciousness and wisdom, and their only idea is to hunt and kill any living creature with blood.

Wherever ghouls appear, disasters of slaughter will occur.

(End of this chapter)