When leaving Jinyuan, Ye Junmei was still a little depressed. It was obvious that Lao Wang Zhang's words had a great impact on her.
Ye Junsheng consoled him: "Junmei, success or failure will only be known after the story is performed. It's not like your style to worry about gains and losses now."
Ye Jun raised his eyebrows and stuck out his tongue: "Young Master Ximen has invested a lot of money. We are only responsible for the script, and we will split it 50-50. If it is finally performed and no one buys it, we will feel uneasy after all."
Ye Junsheng smiled and said: "You and I are both magicians. If we don't have any self-confidence, how can we stand in the world of mortals?"
Ye Jun¡¯s eyebrows were stern and he stopped talking.
Speaking of normal times, she always forgets the fact that she has successfully cultivated out of body, and subconsciously still regards herself as an ordinary girl.
Only in this way can I feel comfortable.
The next few days passed by in a flash, without any surprises. The only thing that seemed strange was that a scholar from the past came and stood guard outside the courtyard again, eagerly waiting to pick up waste paper.
But after the last experience, Ye Junsheng noticed some details. All the waste paper used for calligraphy practice was burned directly by my sister instead of being poured out.
It was so painful that the scholar was waiting outside, looking forward to seeing what was going on.
There is no doubt that he is Liu Xiucai who lives in Baima Temple. The piece of pen and ink he picked up was resold to Master Yuan, and he got a lot of money. He immediately thought about it and ran over again to see if there was a chance to pick up the waste paper discarded by Ye Junsheng.
Ye Junmei saw that his clothes were shabby and he was very depressed, so he felt sympathy: "Brother, what's the harm in actually taking out the waste paper and letting him pick up some?"
Ye Junsheng knew what it meant, pondered for a moment, and asked: "Junmei, do you think this is a good thing?"
Ye Jun frowned and scratched his head: "Can't you do it?"
"Haha, it's a good thing it's not like this. You can tell at a glance that this guy is a scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam. At this moment, instead of studying poetry and classics, he comes to pick up waste paper. It can be seen that he has gone astray."
Ye Jun raised his eyebrows and said, "Maybe he has to do this because of his livelihood?"
Ye Junsheng shook his head: "For livelihood, scholars have many ways of making a living, including copying and writing. Don't forget, this is how we came here. In this case, why would we focus on picking up waste paper? According to my opinion Look, he must have some thoughts. If you lose him once, he will become addicted and stay here every day. In the end, he will be delayed. "
Ye Junmei listened and nodded, feeling that it made sense.
As expected, after waiting for three days with no results, Liu Xiucai had no choice but to give up his desire to make a fortune by picking up scrap paper balls and selling them at high prices, and returned to Baima Temple in despair to continue his homework and prepare for the imperial examination.
Time flies, and the big day for Mr. Ximen and Miss Guo is coming soon.
On this day, Ye Junsheng bought a carriage and asked his sister to pack some luggage, daily necessities, etc., and then drove out of the city and rushed to Yangzhou.
As soon as they left the city, the news spread all over the place.
Hanlin Street, Chu Mansion.
Mr. Wen was out of breath from running and came to the study to report: "Sir, the spies reported that the Ye brothers and sisters left the city and went to Yangzhou."
Chu Yunyu's eyes flashed, and he stood up suddenly: "Are they finally willing to give up?"
Mr. Wen said: "As predicted before, they were invited to Yangzhou to attend the wedding banquet."
"Okay, very good. If you stay in the capital all the time, it's really hard to do anything."
The capital is at the feet of the emperor, and it is heavily guarded and intertwined with forces from all sides. Although Chu Yunyu represents His Highness the Crown Prince, many things cannot be done too blatantly.
You must know that the second prince, Zhao Kuangming, who is opposed to the prince, is also a master with countless capable men and women. If he knew about Ye Junsheng's existence, he would definitely help.
If the second prince intervenes, the situation will be more complicated.
After Chu Yunyu found out that Ye Junsheng was leaving the capital for Yangzhou, he kept watching and waiting.
Now, this day has finally arrived.
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you miss it, you will no longer be able to avenge your beloved son, nor will you be able to fulfill His Highness's instructions."
"Mr. Wen!"
The tone of voice became excited.
Mr. Wen immediately replied: "My subordinates are here, please give me your orders."
"Go and tell Commander Su that you can take action."
Mr. Wen¡¯s heart trembled. He knew that your Excellency had already made arrangements, so he immediately responded: ¡°Yes.¡±
Commander Na Su leads the Chu family¡¯s most elite tiger and wolf guards, who are very tough. If they take action, no matter how good Ye Junsheng¡¯s martial arts skills are, they will not be able to escape death.
¡°The Tiger and Wolf Guards are all martial arts masters themselves, and?There is a siege formation and the coordination is perfect. Dozens of people lined up in formation, filled with murderous intent. After being killed, no one was left alive.
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The weather is good today. It is autumn and the air is fresh.
Ye Junsheng was wearing a plain robe and a scribe's scarf on his head. He was sitting on the shaft of the carriage, holding a horse whip in his hand. He looked carefree and occasionally waved the whip. He was not really hitting the horse, but holding a whip in the air. flower.
With a "pop" sound, the air seemed to be torn apart.
Being spurred on, the horse pulling the horse immediately accelerated its pace, not daring to be lazy any more.
"Look at Ye Junsheng's airs, he doesn't look like a scholar at all. He is simply an excellent coachman.
In the carriage, Ye Junmei was sitting leisurely as well, but she opened a small table in the carriage, spread out the four treasures of the study, wrote quickly, and was working on the second storybook.
A really dedicated little girl.
Even if I travel far away, I will always pursue new ideas diligently. Whenever I have a new idea, I will record it immediately.
" In comparison, Ye Junsheng, who is busy working as a coachman, seems to be very careless about his job.
"Brother, look at this article, is it well written?"
In the crisp voice, a white hand reached out, holding a manuscript in its hand.
Ye Junsheng took it, lowered his head and read and watched. After reading it, he said, "Are you going to write about The Red Mansion?"
"Well, if uh, I mean if, the matchmaker is not popular, just push it out."
"Hehe, that's quite an idea. Let's prepare for a rainy day."
Ye Jun raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course."
¡°Compared to Matchmaker, the conflicting nature of this story is obviously sharper and more in line with the form of stage performance.
Ye Junsheng touched his chin and thought that his sister was going to develop into a full-time career. Could it be possible that she accidentally cultivated a "novelist", or was she a very powerful one?
In time, will there be a show called "My Brother is a Time Traveler"?
"Suddenly, Ye Junsheng's alarm signal came out, his spiritual eyes opened, and invisible light burst out, allowing him to see thoroughly the situation for several miles around.
He saw masses of evil energy condensing into clouds, coming towards him fiercely.
Finally, you can't help it anymore, are you going to take action?
Ye Junsheng sat silently and didn't understand. The restriction of the black and yellow stone seal formation above the sky and earth was opened, and the great sage and the pig demon appeared immediately.
This appearance made the horse pulling the cart almost fall to its knees with fright, its hooves becoming weak.
"You know how to do it!"
Of course the great sage pig demon understands, especially the pig demon. When the four hooves spread out, they screamed, click, click, click, and rushed back. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)