In the evening, Jiang Yanming welcomed Qi Yi, the head of the novelist family.

Qi Yi is a kind-looking old man who is as harmless to humans and animals as the grandfather next door.

"Well, not bad, very good."

Before Qi Yi came, he found out Jiang Yanming's identity and background.

To be honest, Qi Yi was very surprised that such a wealthy lady could actually join their novelist.

In Qi Yi's view, an unruly and willful young lady like Jiang Yanming should be more interested in famous people who are eloquent and talkative.

(Ji Xingyun: Are you going to scold me again?)

However, Qi Yi thought it would be good to have such a pretty girl as his student.

Although he is the head of one of the hundreds of families, Qi Yi's status is very embarrassing. There is nothing to study as a novelist, so Qi Yi only occupies a position and is relatively senior.

If it weren't for the fact that the novelist belongs to one of the famous 100 schools and has historical value, the novelist would have been banned long ago.

"So, why do you want to join Novelist?"

Jiang Yunxian values ​​efficiency. He always kills with one blow and then leaves the scene.

"What is this? Chess?"

At this time, the moonlight was coming, the stars were shining, and it was already night.

…

"Teacher, why did you give me chess?"

Jiang Yanming thought for a while and did not give a direct answer.

"Ouch, it hurts!"

"Would it be better to sell this thing to Teacher Chunyu, or to Teacher Chunyu?"

After doing all this, Jiang Yunxian quickly left Liu Moran's room and cleaned up all the traces he left behind.

Outside the house on the side, a woman looked at Xiao Chenguang coldly.

Qi Yi was confused by Jiang Yanming's words. Is my novelist really that good?

After calming down, Qi Yi said with emotion, "She is truly a talented woman who ranks first in the literary test. I admire her."

"Uh, okay then."

Jiang Yunxian pinched Liu Moran's chin and poured the medicinal powder in.

Qi Yi looked at Jiang Yanming with burning eyes.

"As long as you don't dislike it."

In Tianshu Tower's previous business, there was a long-term latent murder business. At this time, this kind of chronic drug that eats the marrow but tastes nothing is needed.

Jiang Yanming heard what the teacher said, which made Qi Yi feel elated and put the greeting gift he brought on the table.

There is something wrong with this person!

The man in black in front of him was so powerful that even Jiang Yunxian could only parry.

'This thing Jueming left behind is said to be a drug that makes people lose their sense of taste, but is it really useful?'

Jiang Yunxian knew that it must be Liu Moran who instigated the woman to tease Xiao Chenguang. At this time, she was standing at Liu Moran's door.

"Who are you?"

So Xiao Chenguang walked into his yard silently and closed the door.

There is also chess in this world, but unlike Go, the lower class people play more chess, while the upper class nobles play more Go.

Qi Yi looked like he was in pain, "I'm telling you, this chess set is a treasure. Old Chunyu asked me for it for a long time but I didn't give it to him."

It was now autumn, the weather was getting colder, and it was still at night. After being poured cold water all over, Xiao Chenguang felt that his whole body was filled with air-conditioning.

"What about lies?"

"Next, as long as you can write a complete novel, you can start teaching. If you need any information, you can check it with me."

"That's actually not bad," Jiang Yanming smiled, "at least you have a lot of rest time."

Writing a novel sounds simple, but it is not easy to write a novel that is fluent and easy to understand.

"That means I don't have to spend extra time studying the novelist's teachings?"

Jiang Yanming put the chess away.

Jiang Yunxian sneaked into Liu Moran's house, waited until Liu Moran fell asleep, and then took out a paper bag from his sleeve.

When Jiang Yanming said this, he suddenly felt that his novelist had become taller.

The woman was about to walk back when she suddenly felt an unusual pain in her shoulder, as if she had been hit by something.

The woman covered her shoulders and looked around, trying to find the person who attacked her.

Jiang Yanming's senior brother Fang Hua has been a novelist for more than ten years, but he has not succeeded in writing a novel that Qi Yi recognized, so he has not been able to graduate.

However, there was no one around, only the sound of the wind.

The man in black remained silent and pressed closer to Jiang Yunxian step by step.

"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

The old man who attended the Confucian class on the first day was named Chunyu.

Jiang Yunxian looked at the man in black in front of him coldly, with a solemn tone.

Jiang Yanming suddenly said seriously, "In ancient times, people regarded saints as their superiors, history as a book, blindness as a poem, workers recited admonitions, officials prescribed instructions, scholars spread rumors, and common people often slandered them. If you make mistakes, you will correct them, and if you make mistakes, you will correct them.

In other words, it is based on hearsay and cannot be traced back to history. Novelists can represent the customs of the common people in all directions."

Xiao Chenguang knew who did it, but there was no evidence, and it was the guy behind it, so she couldn't afford to offend him.

Teacher Chunyu likes it so much, so selling him ten thousand taels of silver is not too much, right?

Qi Yi's mouth twitched, what this girl said was so heartbreaking.

"Ah! Who?"

Jiang Yanming answered very honestly, "And the novelist should have preserved many ancient scripts, which I am very interested in."

"Teacher is so complimentary." Jiang Yanming said modestly.

After the woman disappeared, Jiang Yunxian walked out of the darkness.

Jiang Yanming was stunned. Placed on the table was a beautifully crafted white jade chess set.

"I have nothing to teach you," Qi Yi said with a look of shame on his face, "Writing a novel itself is a continuous learning process. If you encounter any questions, just come to the teacher and the teacher will answer it for you."

"What about the truth? What about lies?"

"Hiss! That's strange. Is there something wrong with my body?"

The woman returned to her house acting strangely.

"Since you call me teacher, just accept this apprenticeship gift."

The woman moved her shoulders, and her face was distorted by the pain.

Jiang Yanming looked at the white jade chess set given to her by Qi Yi and fell into deep thought.

Next, Qi Yi assigned learning tasks to Jiang Yanming.

The woman was so proud that she had no sense of guilt at all about doing something wrong.

'Since your mouth is so dirty, don't use it.'

…

"The truth is that novelists are relatively free and have nothing to learn."

"Yes," Qi Yi lowered his head, "because novelists have no theories, only works passed down from generation to generation."

After Jiang Yanming and Qi Yi chatted for a while, Qi Yi left.

"Humph, you are indeed a doormat."

"I have completed what Miss Liu told me perfectly. I will go find her tomorrow."

"Then Xiao Chenguang seems to be my little sister's friend. Let's help her get revenge."

As soon as Xiao Chenguang pushed open the door to the courtyard, he felt a chill pouring down from top to bottom.

Jiang Yunxian also covered her face, so the other party couldn't tell her identity.

Although Jiang Yunxian was at a disadvantage, he still remained calm.

'This person has an unknown origin and is still wandering around at night. He definitely has a purpose!'

The man in black became more and more ruthless. Jiang Yunxian was accidentally hit in the chest by the man in black.
Chapter completed!