I write novels to become a saint

Chapter 8
Back home, my younger sister Lin Xinyun was still washing clothes by the tub, as if there were always endless laundry.

This time Lin Qian didn't step forward to help. If his plan can come true, the little girl won't have to work so hard in the future.

Walking into the study room, closing the door, Lin Qian sank into the Palace of Literature. At this time, the number of hits for his article was still rising, and his ranking on "Book Sea" was almost at the top [-]. Until now At that time, its rising momentum was only slightly slowed down.

The ranking of the book list is updated once a month, and now it is almost the middle of the month. This month, the second issue of "Anthology" will be released, and the first issue will be released at the beginning of the month.

If this article can be included in the "Anthology", there must be a lot of room for improvement in the ranking, but Lin Qian also knows that his article will not even be regarded as an article by the literati in this world, it may be classified as a novel If this is the case, it will be too difficult to get into the "Collected Works".

And he is still very good at his literary accomplishment.

Thinking of this, Lin Qian couldn't help laughing at himself.

The current effect has far exceeded his expectations, and now he still expects to be published in "Collected Works", it really is a lack of popular support.

Withdrawing his daydream thoughts, Lin Qian began to deal with private messages. It has to be said that having too many fans is also an annoyance.

It took half an hour for Lin Qian to finish processing the information.

As expected, he also saw the message from the shopkeeper of Zuixianju.

Although literati are required to have a literary palace, in this world of Confucianism and Taoism, Confucianism and Taoism are prosperous, even if you are not a scholar, you can read the Four Books and Five Classics, and can recite poems, so in Dagan, almost everyone has a literary palace!
Hit it off!
Lin Qian readily agreed to the cooperation. As the first advertising cooperation, he didn't dare to open his mouth too much. Ten taels of deposit and 50 taels of balance. The shopkeeper of Zuixianju needs to pay him another 100 taels of silver, and if he can be published in "Collected Works", he needs to pay an additional 500 taels of silver.

The shopkeeper of Zuixianju didn't expect to be able to do business like this, but a mere 60 taels of silver can be negotiated, so he naturally readily agreed.

As for the 100 taels of silver for the "Book Sea" list and the 500 taels of silver for the "Anthology", they are even more worth the money.

Even if he is not a scholar, he also knows the importance of these two lists, not to mention 500 taels, even if it is 5000 taels, he will not be able to find a literati in "Anthology" who is willing to advertise for him. He won't have the slightest hesitation about silver.

Of course, he didn't dare to break the contract, because this was a contract signed in the Wen Palace, which was witnessed by the righteousness of heaven and earth and could not be profaned.

After signing the gambling contract, Lin Qian immediately devoted himself to creation. He is already very satisfied with earning 60 taels of silver. He has countless articles to write in his mind. If the next article can also become popular, maybe in this lifetime He can also realize that money is just a number to him.

As for the list of "Book Sea" and "Anthology", he only added it for the sake of rigor.

Of course, people also have dreams, don't they!
Concentrating his thoughts, Lin Qian took a pen and wrote the title of the second article on the wall of the desk, "The Immortals Descend to Earth, Traveling Thousands of Mountains, Poetry, Wine, Moonlight, Let You Have Fun".

Although he left a small tail at the end of the last article, he wanted to write a different life for Shifo Wang Wei.

But this is not just an order, which is more important, the reader's father or Party A's father?
Although Wang Wei also had a lot of poems about wine, but to advertise the restaurant, Lin Qian only had one name left in his mind - Shixian Taibai!
[Moonlight is still the moonlight of a teenager, Kyushu Yishi is still Li Bai's frost]

[Eternal history does not change color, Li Bai's poetry and wine are frivolous]

[There are a thousand poetic immortals in the hearts of a thousand people. Is it the young and frivolous young Zeng Xu Lingyun who said "the great roc rises with the same wind in one day and soars up to [-] miles", or the Yu Yu who "the road is like the blue sky, I can't do it alone" Frustration, or "Let's enjoy a glass of wine in front of you, why do you need a thousand years of fame behind you"? 】

[The moonlight in Shengqian still shines on people today, and Taibai is far away from us, but as long as these words still exist for a day, he will last forever. 】

[Whether Sheng Qian made Li Bai, or Li Bai wrote Sheng Qian, but both Sheng Qian and Li Bai have become the white moonlight in people's hearts. 】

[Today, let's use poetry, wine and moonlight to talk about how the immortals got so drunk and smashed the white clouds to pieces! 】

After splashing ink and making up his mind, each word rushed to come out of Lin Qian's mind and appear in his pen.

The beginning is another sentence "Taibai has gone away from us", which can be said to be jumping repeatedly on the verge of death.

Unlike other Confucian saints, Poetry Immortal also has a title, Sword Immortal!
How about Li Bai's swordsmanship, presumably the demon clan in the western region has the most say.

If this one is unhappy, maybe he really comes here drinking and singing songs, kills a person in ten steps, never stays behind for a thousand miles, and walks away after the incident, hiding his merit and fame.

However, Lin Qian was still a little confident that the following words should make this poetic fairy like it.

Moreover, he has become anonymous, even if he is a semi-holy, it is impossible to know who he is, even if this exiled immortal is really angry, what can he do?Can he come along the network cable and beat him up?
In front of the Keyboard Man, Lin Qian had nothing to fear!

An hour later, after finishing writing and reading it silently again, Lin Qian submitted this article to "Book Sea" again, and by the way, submitted a copy to "Collected Works". Self-knowledge is necessary, as well as courage and self-confidence.

After finishing all this, Lin Qian was opening the door and shouted to Lin Xinyun who was busy in the front yard, "Little sister, take out the last piece of lard at home when cooking tonight!"

"what?"

Lin Xinyun, who was washing clothes, looked up at Lin Qian in a daze, then nodded with difficulty, without asking any further questions.

Lin Qian could see the heartache in her eyes. It was a good thing they kept for the New Year. If they eat it now, it will be gone during the New Year.

"Don't worry, we will be able to eat lard every day in the future!"

"No, it's not just lard, we can eat meat every day from now on, you don't have to do laundry anymore, brother doesn't have to be hungry anymore!"

Lin Qian was full of confidence. Lu Zhengye had already given Lu Zhengye's deposit of ten taels of silver just now, and the remaining 50 taels of silver had just been typed in. Even if there was no follow-up income, the 60 taels of silver was enough for them to live a good life .

He firmly believes that the days to come will get better and better!
"Ok!"

Lin Xinyun's eyes lit up with a dazzling light. She was already shocked by what Lin Qian described. This was something she didn't even dare to think about in her dreams.

But she believed that if the second brother said he could, he would definitely be able to!

The second brother is the only scholar in the family!

(End of this chapter)