Wang Wu was a little wary of Feng Quli because this guy had hurt him several times.

No one is a fool. Even the ignorant and ignorant people at the bottom have their own logic of dealing with people.

Perhaps they are not as familiar as those nobles in national affairs, but how they are a person, how to seek profit and avoid harm are the same.

So, Wang Wu's first reaction was to leave and not deal with Feng Quli.

But the lower-level philosophy of life told him that there is a saying: If you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves thinking about them.

Wang Wu felt that he had been missed by the thief.

Since that's the case, it's better to go deep into the tiger's den and see what the thief is going to do. Only by finding out his pulse can you be more careful of the thief.

Thinking of this, Wang Wu followed Feng Quli away.

Feng Quli was not in a hurry to talk about the matter, and directly pulled Wang Wu into his tent.

The tent was filled with wine and food.

In addition to fine wine and food, everyone is dancing.

Feng Quli raised his wine glass and smiled and said, "This generation of wine is celebrated without fighting and getting to know each other, how about it?"

Wang Wu was timid and brought the wine glass to his lips, but he was thinking in his heart: If you don’t beat me, you won’t know each other? I didn’t hit you again, I just kept getting beaten.

However, Feng Quli was the censor of the current dynasty, and Wang Wu was just a small pawn.

Can the Censor refuse to give the toast?

Wang Wu didn't have the courage to refuse either.

So he drank this drink.

Feng Quli nodded with satisfaction.

After drinking this glass of wine, he said to Wang Wu again: "We will let go of this second glass of wine."

Wang Wu thought: Let go of past grudges? Can the person who was beaten to say this? After you beat someone, you have to let go of past grudges now? This is too bullying.

However... Wang Wu also did not have the courage to refuse. There was no other reason, just because the identity gap was too big.

Although the exiled immortal advocates equality and has always emphasized that the young masters also have the dignity of being human. However, the difference in rank always exists.

While drinking, Wang Wu thought secretly: I'm afraid that when he arrives in the fairyland of the banished immortal, there are levels of people, right?

After drinking two glasses of fairy wine in a row, for those who are underage like Wang Wu, who rarely drink such high-purity white wine, they are already a little drunk.

He felt a little dizzy and wanted to eat a few bites of food to press.

Who knew that Feng Quli had picked up the wine glass again.

Wang Wu: “…”

Helplessly, he had to raise his glass.

Feng Quli said, "Since we have become our own people, I have something to say. Today, I will give you a set of wealth and honor."

Then, Feng Quli waved his hand and someone brought a big box over.

The box was opened and it was full of gold, silver and jewelry, which was radiant and dazzling, and Wang Wu's eyes were straightened.

Feng Quli smiled and said, "As long as Brother Wang is willing, these are all yours."

Wang Wu was sweating all over his body excitedly, forgetting that Feng Quli was just calling him "Brother Wang".

He said tremblingly, "These... are all mine? This...how...?"

Feng Quli smiled slightly and said, "I have said a long time ago that I will give you a set of wealth today. This is what I mentioned."

Wang Wu suddenly woke up. He looked at Feng Quli and asked carefully: "Sir, I have given me this wealth and honor. Do you need me to do anything?"

Feng Quli laughed and said to Wang Wu: "You are indeed a smart person. I like to deal with smart people."

Feng Quli sighed faintly and said to Wang Wu: "Brother Wang, I'm not afraid of you making fun of you. I'm so worried about your book."

Wang Wu was timid and did not dare to talk to him.

Feng Quli said again: "Your book is well written. I like it very much, so I want to buy it."

Wang Wuyi was stunned and said hesitantly: "My book is not too many words, so a few and a half taels of money should be enough to buy it. Why did the adults take out so much gold and silver?"

Feng Quli said: "I mean, I can only watch it all, and no one else is allowed to watch it."

Wang Wu looked at Feng Quli in surprise.

He suddenly understood what Feng Quli meant.

This means that after collecting the money, the book cannot be published again.

Wang Wu remained silent.

Feng Quli was a little unhappy, and he said lightly: "Don't you want to?"

Wang Wu was a little scared. He suddenly saw that there seemed to be a faint figure around the camp.

Could it be...that is the legendary swordsman? As long as you say something you don't want, these swordsman will rush in, killing yourself like chopping melons and vegetables?

Feng Quli looked at Wang Wu and said quietly: "You really don't want to?"

Wang Wu came back to his senses and coughed dryly: "This... the villain is naturally willing, but he has never seen so much money and was a little shocked just now."

Feng Quli laughed.

Feng Jia, who was beside Feng Quli, also smiled.

Feng Quli said, "Are you willing?"

Wang Wu nodded vigorously.

Feng Quli picked up the wine glass: "Okay. Since that's the case, let's have another glass of wine."

Wang Wu had no choice but to continue drinking.

After the two of them had another drink.

Feng Quli clapped his hands, and someone raised a mouthful of the big box.

When the box was opened, there were still gold, silver and jewelry inside, and the jewelry was even more expensive than the one just now.

Wang Wu was stunned: "Why did this... why did you get another box?"

Feng Quli smiled slightly: "I'm asking you to write another book for this box."

Wang Wu: "Ah?"

He looked at Feng Quli in surprise.

Wang Wu is now a person in the literary and artistic circle and probably knows the process of writing books in Xianyang City.

This process is very simple. Either you write and publish it yourself, and the market has the final say on how much you make or how much you make.

Either someone pays you to write, and after writing, you take the money and leave, and the amount of money you make has nothing to do with you.

The first one is likely to get rich overnight, while the second one is to ensure profits from drought and flood.

It depends on your level, it depends on how good you feel.

Wang Wu felt that it was unexpected that he could win the favor of others and that someone chose to be the second type of person.

And the other party actually paid so much money, that was really an unexpected surprise.

Wang Wu asked Feng Quli: "Sir, what book should I write?"

Feng Quli smiled slightly and said, "Actually it's very simple. Please help me to whitewash the things in the barbarian country. If it comes to the exiled immortals, it will be slandered."

Wang Wu suddenly realized.

It seems that Wang Wu’s diary has become famous. Feng Quli wants to leverage his strength to play.

If Wang Wu himself announced that there was something wrong with Wang Wu’s diary before, it would not count and reissue a Wang Wu diary, then...

Even if Feng Quli cannot be justified, he can at least muddle the water.

Lord Censor, it's really a good plan.

Wang Wu was afraid of the swordsman behind him, so he naturally did not dare to object.

Deep down, he was very awe of the exiled immortals, and it was impossible to arrange Li Shui's fault.

Wang Wu is a very clear person.

If there were no exiled immortals, how could he be Wang Wu?

If it weren't for the various measures of the exiled immortal, how could he, Wang Wu, have written that book?

What's more, the content in the book is the truth, it is the exiled immortal who saved everyone.

Wang Wu could not have paid the credit for the exiled immortal on Feng Quli. In that case, Wang Wu could not forgive himself.

Feng Quli kept looking at Wang Wu and said lightly: "What? Are you willing or not?"

Wang Wu thought for a while, nodded and said, "I'm willing."

Feng Quli smiled with satisfaction.
To be continued...