Rebirth of the drama: Ben Gong just wants to be salted fish

Chapter 690 Waiting to Make Money
Rong Jiao suddenly felt that she was really like an old woman, caring about everything, worrying about everything, never idle.

"Miss, I know what to do. Shadow Wind has already deducted half of my food allowance. I watch it closely every day, even if I want to secretly eat something."

She now feels very wronged.

"Come on, don't feel bad about yourself. You see, everyone is doing it for your own good. No one is doing it for your bad. If you can listen to it, it's better not to listen to it, and no one is talking about you anymore."

Rong Jiao felt that the arrangements for the people around him were almost settled, so it was time for him to do his own thing.

"Jicheng, in the next few days, you should prepare well for your marriage. I will give you a separate yard for the two of you to use to get married. You can live a good life in the future. But if you have two hearts, or are not good at Fuxin , then I will let you taste what it means to live a life worse than death."

Ji Cheng looked at the young lady's suddenly serious face and said, this is not a joke, so he assured her very seriously.

"Miss, don't worry, I know what I should do, and I will definitely live up to your expectations, otherwise I will let you handle it."

"Fu Xin, you also go down to prepare for your bride-to-be. Now we are in an incomparable capital outside, so we keep everything simple. I have wronged you."

Rong Jiao walked to the dressing table, took out a small box from it, opened it, looked at it, closed it again and handed it to her.

"Now there are fewer and fewer things that I can take out around me, but this is the dowry I have been saving for you, and it just comes in handy now. After you take it, you young couple can live a good life with peace of mind."

Fu Xin moved and refused: "No, miss, these are one of your few precious items, servants are not allowed to take them, I feel uneasy if I take them."

Rong Jiao suddenly pulled her face back: "You don't believe my ability? Since I said it was a dowry saved for you, then you should take it well. When did you get back what I gave away? Get up, or I'll be angry."

Rong Jiao told her very seriously.

Fu Xin had no choice but to reach out and catch it: "Thank you miss!"

"You can handle your own affairs according to your own ideas. I also have something to do recently, so I don't ask too much if I'm busy. Anyway, I will be your witness when you are in the past."

Rong Jiao knew that her money was getting tighter and tighter now, so she had to write the story book quickly to make money earlier so that people around her could live a better life.

Everything is going smoothly as she imagined.

It took Rong Jiao three days of hard work to write out some of the content behind the storybook, but no matter what, she felt that something was not right.

Zhuang Wanshen saw her sitting alone in the yard, walking with a folding fan in her hand: "What happened?"

Rong Jiao looked at him with a strange head: "How do you know that something happened to me?"

"Because you have never looked so sad before, and I have never seen you look like this."

She sighed.

"Recently, the writing of the script seems not to be going well. I am always dissatisfied with what I write, and I don't know what went wrong. I just want to find out the reason. I really don't know how to continue."

She told the truth that she really didn't know how to write better.

"Since you have written so much, wouldn't it be a pity if you give up now?"

Zhuang Wanshen didn't expect her to be troubled by the script.

"You're right. Originally, I was counting on this to make a fortune, but now it seems that it is really difficult. Think about it, I have scattered all my energy, and now I sit quietly and write Ben, but suddenly felt that he had no inspiration, I don’t think the following plot is very exciting, and I don’t know where to start if I want to change it.”

Gao Yin originally asked him to change the previous script, which looked very smooth and fluent, and the details of the character descriptions were just right.

Now he is so busy all day that he can't see anyone, and he can't open his mouth if he wants him to help him change the script.

"Don't worry, I've already sent someone to copy your previous manuscript, and dozens of books will come out. Because there is no follow-up, the front is also stuck in the wonderful place."

Rong Jiao looked at him in bewilderment.

"What did you say? Have all the books been published now?"

She felt that she didn't even pay attention to the matter of her story book, so how could she suddenly publish a book at this time?

"Yes, I think you've already started writing this one. I thought it wouldn't take long, and you should be able to write it later, so let's get the first one out first and see if anyone likes it."

Zhuang Wanshen didn't know what was going on, but she always felt that she was not in a good state of mind recently.

Wanting to care but didn't know where to start, just at this moment, I seized the opportunity to come over and say a few words, but found that she was indeed as mentally ill as I thought.

"Didn't the emperor bully you?"

"Ang?" Rong Jiao was even more confused, knowing what he was asking.

"What did you say?" She looked puzzled, not knowing what happened.

Zhuang Wanshen put away the folding fan unhurriedly.

"Recently, the emperor hasn't come back for several days. Do the math, and you haven't seen each other a few times during this period. Do you feel unhappy?"

It was only then that Rong Jiao realized that this guy had come to look for her because he saw the right moment.

"You don't need to ask about these things, just do your own thing."

For her own affairs, she hates being dictated by others.

After all, it is enough to understand some things in your heart, and there is no need to wait for others to point them out to you.

"Aren't we good friends? I care about you, shouldn't you?"

Zhuang Wanshen looked at her with a lot of meaning in his eyes.

Rong Jiao suddenly couldn't understand the man in front of her.

"Zhuang Wanshen, although I don't know what your plan is, I hope you'd better do what you said, now you have a few days to live in peace, you can enjoy it, and when you return to the court, you should be busy again? "

Since we are friends, let's say some things that should be said between friends.

"You woman is always sharp-tongued, but I'm also doing it for your own good."

Zhuang Wanshen shook her head helplessly, she didn't expect her to have such deep scruples about him.

Rong Jiao didn't intend to tangle with him anymore.

"Since you have already published a book, you have to tell me the effect of selling it. If it sells less, you have to tell me the truth."

She just wanted to know how many people read the stories she wrote.

I am afraid that the things I have spent a long time writing will not be read, and I am afraid that they will sell too much, and I always feel a little embarrassed.

After all, writing a book for the first time is always a bit shy.

"Okay, it will be available for sale almost tomorrow, just wait for my news."

Zhuang Wanshen didn't talk to her much, but just sat silently, accompanying her.

Rong Jiao didn't say anything, instead she felt that it was good to get along in silence like this, without being obsessed with deep thoughts.

Zhuang Wanshen sat with her for an hour before leaving. Before leaving, he just patted her on the shoulder without saying anything.

(End of this chapter)