Liang Zheng and the others were not interested in Xinhua Bookstore's appointment for Sui and Tang sequels, but others were not as calm as them.

The news came out, which caused a sensation among the literati in the capital, especially some literati who were down and unsuccessful, thought they were good at writing, and they all started to think about it.

One thousand taels of silver, if I get it myself, how many times can I visit Qing? Bah... How many books can I buy from sages?

This is for money, but not short of money. Seeing Ma Jin's reputation as a novel has become popular and has become famous in the capital, many people have become competitive.

Isn’t it just a story novel? I just wrote dozens of books casually.

There was no hero at that time, so the prince became famous. If I started writing, I would be myself.

The style of writing is prosperous. Although Shilin does not advocate writing novels, he does not despise it. Like writing poetry and painting, it is a small hobby among literati and does not exaggerate it.

As long as you are not stupid enough to write any reactionary imperial books, no one is too lazy to care about you. This is an open era.

Like Jin Fenglun, the Minister of Works, was famous for painting spring/palace when he was young. Later, when he got older and became higher and higher, he finally won the mountain and won the pen. To this day, he still has many fans, who are resentful and regretful about the fact that Jin Shangshu's pen is sealed.

With a loose environment, most literati in the Shilin have no disgust for writing novels. Of course, stubborn and old-fashioned people are exceptional.

All news spread in the capital quickly. In less than a day, the history books from the Sui and Tang dynasties in major bookstores in the capital were sold out.

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evening

A dilapidated courtyard in Xicheng

Guan Bu was wrapped in a coarse cloth and hurriedly returned to his home.

But with excitement on his face, he came to his house. He didn't knock on the door and shouted directly inside.

"Mom, I'm back."

A sound of the wooden door opening sounded in the yard, followed by light footsteps. Soon, the gate of the yard was opened and a simple-dressed woman appeared.

Seeing the official steps outside the door, a kind smile appeared on the woman's slightly haggard face.

"My son is back."

Guan Bu nodded, flashed into the house, and then looked at the woman with concern: "Mom, how are you doing today? Are you better?"

The woman closed the yard gate, heard the words of the official post, smiled and said gently: "It's much better, the medicine prescribed by Doctor Fang is very effective."

Guan Bu looked at the woman's face carefully. It was indeed much better than when he went out in the morning. Then he felt relieved and pulled the woman to the main room, opened her bag with him, and took out a piece of mutton.

"Mom, Doctor Fang said that you are sick this time because you are too tired and can't stand it. I said a long time ago that you shouldn't let you go out to work, and you secretly went out to do laundry for others without hiding it.

Fortunately, I discovered it early, otherwise my son would really regret it if there was any mistake in your body.

Today, I cut two pounds of mutton for you at the butcher shop to replenish your body.

Unfortunately, the market was dispersed early today, so I didn’t buy hens, so I used hens to stew soup to nourish my body.

But it's okay, I'll buy it tomorrow. Every morning, rural farmers from the countryside come to the city to sell vegetables, and there should be hens."

While taking the meat, Guanbu was talking while talking. The woman didn't reply, but just looked at her son gently.

The woman frowned and persuaded her until the official instructions said she would buy chickens the day.

"Son, my mother is just a little weak, just take some medicine. There is no need to supplement this way. A hen is not cheap. It costs dozens of cents. You can't make much money by selling words and writing letters a day, so you have to save some money."

If the woman said this in the past, she would definitely feel uncomfortable. She secretly complained that she was incompetent and that she had suffered from her mother and had never enjoyed a day of blessing. She had read the books of sages for so many years.

But today, Guan Bu was not at all bitter on his face when he heard his mother's words, but instead he was very happy.

"Mom, don't worry, your son can make a lot of money by finding a way to make money."

After hearing what his son said, the woman Dong not only did not feel happy, but instead looked solemn, pulled her official positions in front of her and said seriously.

"Tell me honestly, what is the way? Son, don't be confused about money."

Guanbu lost his father since childhood and was raised by his mother Dong. Although Dong was a civilian, he was upright and had a long-term vision. Although he was only a woman of his generation, he relied on washing clothes for others and providing him with his school study.

The official position has also improved, and he was admitted to the Tongsheng at a young age. If he hadn't been sick during the college entrance examination, he would have probably won the title of scholar now.

He is filial to his official positions and is almost obedient to his mother Dong. Although the mother and son live a hard life, they are kind and filial to their son and enjoy themselves.

Now that my son suddenly said he had found a way to make money, no wonder Dong was worried. She knew her own son herself and had no advantages except reading and writing. Now she suddenly said she wanted to make a lot of money. Dong was afraid that her son would be deceived and she would go through the wrong path.

As soon as Guan Bu saw the solemnity on Dong's face, he knew that his mother had misunderstood. He smiled bitterly and quickly explained.

"Mom, where do you want to go? My son has been reading books for so many years and can't do stupid things. Besides, your son, a sour scholar who is powerless, is powerless to do evil things."

“Bad talk.”

Dong scolded Guanzhu lightly, but after listening to her son's explanation, her face relaxed a lot, but she was still curious about her son's words and asked.

"What is the way to make money by my son mentioned earlier?"

Guan Bu smiled and pulled Dong to an old chair and sat down.

"Mom, do you still remember that my son was asked by Boss Tong of Wenhuatang to write a book a few years ago?"

Dong nodded: "Mom, remember, you have been busy for more than a month, and Boss Tong will give you two taels of silver as a reward. We have had a good year."

It turned out that when Tong Wanzhe asked someone to write the biography of the heroes of the Tang Dynasty, his official positions were also one of them.

At the beginning, a scholar hired by Tong Wanzhe happened to be the senior brother of Guanbu. The scholar knew that Guanbu's family was in a difficult situation, so he took Guanbu and gave him some rewards.

Although his official position is not as good as a scholar, his level is not bad at all and he has a little reputation. Tong Wanzhe made some considerations and agreed.

However, although Guan Bu participated in the compilation of the legend of the Tang Dynasty, he was just a small role. In Wenhuatang, he could only help others edit manuscripts, change typos, and start with it.

It's not his turn to write a book.

However, the official website has not been idle for more than a month. Because when writing the legend of the heroes of the Tang Dynasty, they had to learn from the plots of the Sui and Tang dynasties, so Tong Wanzhe bought several sets of the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties for the authors' reference.

Others are arrogant and do not look down on this "rude work". They generally flip through it and throw it aside, discarding it.

Guanbu was so angry that he had changed his typos all day long that he picked up the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties under the cold eyes of others. After reading it carefully, Guanbu felt that the book was well written, so he put in effort to study it.

Later, Guan Bu returned from Wenhua Hall and thought about the craze that the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties in the capital, he felt like he was writing a novel. If he could make some money, his life with his mother would be much better.

Because the Romance of Sui and Tang Dynasties in the capital was the most popular, the official post was also preparing to write novels about the Tang Dynasty, which was a hit in the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

Since then, he usually sells words and writes on the street during the day, holds Tang Dynasty history books, conceives plots, and starts writing when he comes back at night.

He has worked hard to study the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties. He feels that the characters in the book are vivid and prominent, and he can be picked up one by one and written into a novel.

But later, he felt that this kind of writing was not novel enough, and it was suspected of picking up people's wisdom. Although the official position was average, he also had his own pride, so he planned to write about people who did not appear in the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

Guanbu carefully checked the history of the Tang Dynasty and looked at the famous general Xue Li and Xue Rengui in the early Tang Dynasty.

Officials still knew something about Xue Rengui. Xue Rengui defeated Tianshan with three arrows, defeated the nine surnames Tiel, attacked Fuyu City, subdued Goguryeo, defeated the Turks, and won a great victory in Yunzhou. He fought countless wars throughout his life and made great achievements.

The most important thing to pay attention to was Xue Rengui from a poor peasant family. He was finally named the county duke and the highest position as a minister for his merits. His legendary nature is too strong and worthy of writing.

After confirming the protagonist, the official steps began to write. He wrote hard every day without writing. In one month, he wrote a first draft of 50,000 words.

Guanbu originally planned to sell the novel to Tong Wanzhe, but now Xinhua Bookstore has issued a notice, Guanbu has changed his mind and is preparing to go to the bookstore to submit articles.

He didn't even want to get one hundred taels of silver directly. He thought that as long as Xinhua Bookstore thought that if he wrote well and paid him a dozen taels of royalties, he and his mother could live a prosperous life of two months.

Guanbu told Dong a lot, and Dong also showed joy on his face, praising his son for being able. As for whether the manuscript of Guanbu can be valued by Xinhua Bookstore, Dong was not worried. She believed that her son was the best.

The mother and son had dinner happily and then rested. The next morning, Guanbu rushed to Xinhua Bookstore with his manuscript.
Chapter completed!