Ning Xin held the storybook and laughed for a long time, as if mountains of gold and silver had been piled in front of her.

Huh? By the way, what did this man say he was just now?

Persimmon? Scholar? Prince?!

Hearing this, Ning Chengwen was startled.

The daughter didn't know, but he knew.

There is only one prince in Huainan, that is the King of Huainan, Gu Jia.

Gu Zhenqi, King of Huainan, is the only prince with a different surname in this dynasty.

He once accompanied Emperor Taizu on his expeditions to the north and south, and opened up territory. After Emperor Taizu succeeded to the throne, Gu Zhenqi was granted the title of Prince for his meritorious services.

But after the country stabilized, he voluntarily abandoned the prosperity and wealth of the capital and came to Huainan.

Under his governance, Huainan became much richer than before.

However, he suffered a serious illness two years ago and realized that it was about time, so he asked the emperor to let his son inherit the throne.

Although he recovered from his illness later, he stopped taking care of things and just stayed at home as an ancestor.

Gu Fei is the eldest son of the current King of Huainan and the grandson of Gu Zhenqi.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!" He pulled his daughter to salute.

But he was stopped by Gu Fei.

He bent down and picked up Ning Xin, teasing her: "How old are you, little one? You are five years old. Why are you so young?"

"I'm already six years old!" Ning Xin pouted dissatisfied.

There is no way, the original owner's mother's family favors boys over girls, and would rather give good food to her nephew than to her.

She is a bit malnourished. She is six years old and is not as tall as the four or five-year-old children in the village. Her arms and legs are very thin, but her face is round.

Gu Fei laughed, took her chin and pointed at the storybook in her arms: "Do you like it? My brother has other ones at home, I'll show them to you."

This was a book about martial arts. Ning Xin glanced at it briefly. The author's writing style was average, but the story was quite ups and downs, and it was about chivalry and righteousness. No wonder it attracted young people like Gu Fei to like it.

She raised her head proudly: "My dad can also write!"

"Oh? Your father can do this?" Gu Fei raised her eyebrows.

Ning Chengwen quickly waved his hands and said it was just childish nonsense.

How could he do this? Ever since they got married, the Cheng family has watched him closely and wouldn't even let him touch his pen or ink.

"Daddy will do it!" Ning Xin struggled to jump out of Gu Fei's arms and said with her hands on her hips: "The stories daddy tells are much more fun than this one!"

Ning Chengwen did tell some stories to the original owner.

They are just stories in books, they are not very interesting, they are all meant to fool children.

But now she needs a shield, and it must be Ning Chengwen.

"Okay, since I said you can do it, then you can write it for me to see. If you write it well, you will definitely be rewarded." Gu Fei actually didn't hold out much hope. He just wanted to find an opportunity to do it again.

Let Ning Xin play with him.

How fun this little one is.

"Your Majesty, this..." Ning Chengwen was at a loss.

He didn't even understand why he could suddenly write a storybook...

Ning Xin didn't give him a chance to refuse, and pointed to the book in her arms and asked Gu Fei: "Can dad's story be turned into a small book like this?"

In other words, ask him if he knows the publisher.

Rewards are temporary, and if you want to make money, you must develop sustainably.

Her eyes were shining brightly, and to Gu Fei they looked like two sparkling little stars, so cute.

He knocked on Ning Xin's head and said with a smile: "Yes! As long as your father can write well."

Ning Xin jumped up with joy. She finally found a way to avoid drinking the northwest wind!

"Thank you, Brother Prince!"

Gu Fei frowned: "Replace the previous title."

Ning Xin rolled her eyes and said sweetly: "Thank you, brother~"

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When we came out of Shen's house, it was already a little dark.

Ning Chengwen had no money to hire a car, so he had to hurry to the village with Ning Xin in his arms.

The other hand was still holding the paper, pen and question book given to him by Mr. Shen.

"well……"

"Why did daddy sigh again?"

Ning Chengwen looked at his daughter in his arms and hesitated to speak.

In the eyes of his daughter, he should be an omnipotent father.

Otherwise, why would Xin'er be so sure that he could write storybooks?

"Xin'er, actually daddy..."

Looking at the remorseful look on this little good-for-nothing dad's face, Ning Xin knew what he was thinking.

Worried that her child might get depressed, she quickly comforted her: "Xin'er knows a lot of stories and tells them to daddy. Why don't daddy just write them down?"

"Where did you know that?" Ning Chengwen was confused.

There is no scholar in the Cheng family, and they are illiterate from top to bottom.

Apart from myself, it is impossible for anyone to tell stories to my daughter.

Ning Xin talked about someone randomly: "Grandma Sun, Grandma Sun said it!"

Grandma Sun is from Chengjia Village. She is a solitary old lady who seldom interacts with the people in the village.

Because the original owner always went to the river to play in the summer, he actually talked to the old lady a few times.

"Then you can tell daddy something?"

Ning Chengwen was innocent by nature and would never have thought that she had changed her core, so he quickly believed her lies.

This made Ning Xin breathe a sigh of relief.

There's nothing wrong with having a pretty idiot as your father, at least he won't be exposed so easily!

"Once upon a time, there was a scholar who wanted to go to Beijing to take the exam..."

Beauties, talented people, gods and ghosts have always been attractive to people from ancient times to the present.

After traveling to the present, Ning Xin has confirmed that this is a dynasty that cannot be found in history, and the literary works she is familiar with have not been spread to the world.

This shows that she can make up nonsense and make a little money by stepping on the shoulders of her predecessors.

What she told Ning Chengwen was the story of A Chinese Ghost Story, the scholar and the female ghost, how attractive it was.

Those who can buy storybooks are all scholars, and they are mainly men. Who doesn’t want to have an affair or something like that?

The more she talked, the more energetic she became, but unexpectedly she saw Ning Chengwen's pale face.

It takes about two hours to walk from the town to the village, and now it is completely dark.

The surrounding fields were quiet, with only the faint starlight in the sky.

The mountain wind howled by, and the howling of wolves could be heard faintly in the distance...

She trembled after realizing it. Ning Chengwen hugged her tightly and ran towards the village.

While running, he shouted: "The story is quite nice, but next time can we tell it during the day?"
Chapter completed!