Houmen's concubine

The most important thing that makes Wang Tonger speechless is that the book is full of words...
In Wang Tong'er's heart, ten thousand muddy horses ran past!
How do you let ordinary readers read such a novel?
What about easy to understand?

It was my own mistake, and I should have recruited some writers who can write scripts to write novels, instead of looking for poor talents to write.

Wang Tong'er had no choice but to come out and say to Xiao Cong: "Xiao Cong, you go back first, the day after tomorrow at the latest, I will finish editing the manuscript, and let Xiao Yan send it down the mountain."

In fact, to revise the manuscript, she just listed the main plot of each article as a theme, and covered the main meaning in two or three sentences, and let them polish the rest by themselves, as long as they didn't digress.

"Okay, young master, I'll go back now." Xiao Cong put down the teacup in his hand, stood up and replied.

"It's okay, it's not too late to go back after you take a break." Then he said to Xiuyun, "Is there any cake left? Take it out for Xiao Cong to eat."

"Young master, Miss Xiuyun just took me to the kitchen for dinner." Xiao Cong hurriedly shook his head at Wang Tong'er.

Xiao Cong either came here in the morning, or went up the mountain in the afternoon to deliver things to Wang Tonger.

Today, Xiao Cong followed Xiaoxue to the bookstore, so he came late, just after dinner.

Xiuyun knew that Xiao Cong must not have had lunch when he came here at this time, so he took him to the kitchen to ask Aunt Wang to get some food for him, and then she went to Qingfeng Pavilion to call Wang Tonger back.

Wang Tonger remembered something and asked, "Xiao Cong, did you hand over the playlist that Xiuyun gave you to Boss Li at Liji Teahouse last time?"

"Young Master, don't worry, I'll go to Liji Teahouse first when I get off the mountain, and hand over the little song you wrote to Boss Li."

Hey, Boss Li not only rewarded himself with money, but also gave him a pack of ideas!

"Okay then, be careful when you go down the mountain." Wang Tonger hurriedly left after explaining.

"Good young master, I'll come back the day after tomorrow." Xiao Cong bowed to Wang Tong'er, who was turning around, and left.

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When the lights came on, Xiaoyan, who hadn't seen her for a long time, didn't return to the mountain until evening. Wang Tonger had already had dinner and was sitting in the study reading a book.

Xiaoyan stood outside the study door and said to Wang Tonger who was inside: "Master Qin, the little one is back."

"come in."

Afterwards, the study door was pushed open with a creak, "I have seen Young Master Qin."

When Wang Tong'er saw Xiao Yan come in, he saw that Bai Zhe's original egg was not only longer but also darker, and turned into a wheat-colored skin similar to Huang Yu's.

It took less than half a month before and after, turning a creamy boy into a masculine boy in seconds.

"Is your injury healed?"

Wang Tong'er remembered that the kid ran away the next day after he was injured, so she asked with concern.

"Huh? Xiao Yan, why do you look like a different person? Have you had plastic surgery?" Wang Tong'er looked up, and I was so obedient. If it wasn't for the fact that my voice hadn't changed, or that look in my eyes, I would have thought it was someone else.

Plastic surgery?What is it?
Xiao Yan glanced at Wang Tong'er with a strange look, bowed and raised her hands: "Master Qin, my little injury has healed soon, thank you for your concern."

In fact, since Xie Yuheng left him with Wang Tonger for more than a month, Xiao Yan went to the secret camp every day to train with the private soldiers Xie Yuheng left behind.

At that time, Wang Tong'er didn't pay much attention to him. When she saw him dangling in front of her every day, she thought that Xiao Yan hadn't left. She saw him every day, so she didn't pay attention to whether he was fat or thin...

It was only when he got to the mountain that he noticed that Xiaoyan was on the mountain during the day, left after lunch, and didn't return until night.

Of course Xiuyun observed these, no wonder, there are only three of them in the small courtyard, you can't tell Xiuyun not to pay attention to him.

The sun is scorching in summer, and Wuwei Mountain is farther away from the training camp of private soldiers.

After more than a month, how could it be possible for Xiaoyan not to be tanned, let alone going up and down the mountain every day, how could it be possible not to work hard?Coupled with the anti-Japanese bandits, how could he not reduce his lovable round face and turn him into a manly handsome boy?
These days, according to Xie Yuheng's instructions, Xiao Yan transferred the private soldiers in the secret camp to other places, leaving only forty or fifty private soldiers in the secret camp.Just in case the emperor's spies found out that Xie Yuheng was fooling the Tian family, concealing the facts and saying that hundreds of private soldiers were dozens...
The Sacred Heart is unpredictable, even if he does not blame him, he will plant seeds of suspicion in his heart, waiting for time to take root...
After all this busy work, Xiaoyan also rested and stayed by Wang Tonger's side wholeheartedly.

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It's August in the blink of an eye, and there are still ten days left for the home test.

Early in the morning, Wang Tong'er bid farewell to her teacher, Mr. Hua. When parting, Mr. Hua said only one sentence in earnest: "Qin Yu, I am very optimistic about you as a teacher!"

"Yes! Sir, the students will definitely not disappoint you!" Wang Tong'er raised her delicate face and nodded firmly at Mr. Hua.

"Junior Brother, remember to write a letter to Brother Song!" Han Songmo urged, pulling Wang Tong'er's sleeve.

It's hard to look forward to a junior brother, and I'm leaving in just two months. I guess it's very difficult to meet in this life.

Who told the younger brother to learn advanced literature?This time, the country test will definitely pass high school.

Unless I can also win the exam in the future, but my husband will tell me to wait a few more years until the next scientific examination before allowing myself to take the exam.

Calculated in this way, hey, at least three or four years before I can meet my junior.

Compared with the other two high-cold senior brothers, Han Song and Wang Tong'er hit it off and get along very well.

Wang Tonger looked at the cute little brother with a reluctant face, and poured chicken soup for his soul: "Brother Song, leaving is for a better reunion. Waving goodbye is the arm, and the closer is the heart. Today I cry with you Break up, he will greet you with a smile..."

Huawen Pavilion: "?"

Cui Yan: "?"

Xu Yunzhi: "?"

The three masters and apprentices look confused...

Only Han Song smiled immediately: "Okay, Brother Song knows, Brother Song will definitely meet again with you, Junior Brother, and never leave!"

Uh?
Wang Tong'er has black lines on her face...

What the hell?It's as if a pair of loving men and women have decided to live their lives privately.

Wang Tong'er could only smile smugly

Hua Wenge glanced at the third disciple who used the wrong words, and really lost his old face, "Well, it's getting late, Yu'er should go down the mountain early!"

"Yes, the student is leaving, sir, take care." Wang Tong'er bowed to Mr. Hua again.

Wang Tong'er, under the reluctant eyes of her seniors, packed her luggage and walked down the mountain with Xiuyun and Xiaoyan.

When Xiao Cong came over a few days ago, Wang Tonger made an appointment with him and asked him to bring the carriage and wait at the foot of the mountain.

The luggage of Wang Tonger's master and servant was still tied to Xiao Yan's steed. Xiao Yan carefully led the horse's rein and followed Wang Tonger down the mountain slowly.