Several storytellers also looked at Lin Jiao expectantly.
Lin Jiao: "..."
The corners of her mouth twitched fiercely, and Lin Jiao said speechlessly: "I asked you to tell me stories, not to listen to my stories."
"But Princess, we don't know how to tell the story you asked us to tell. How about you finish telling the story, and let Chu Xiucai write a few copies of this story, and then we can tell it to you?"
That's all it can do now.
After Lin Jiao finished telling the story of Butterfly Lovers, Chu Xiucai was so moved that he burst into tears.
"Princess, I have an inspiration. I will go back and write now."
He can definitely write such a story.
"There's no rush."
What Lin Jiao wants is not the story of Butterfly Lovers.
"What I want is not the kind of poignant love you write, what I want is a happy ending, and the male protagonist cannot be a scholar like Liang Shanbo, but a soldier."
Soldiers?
Chu Xiucai stopped crying and looked at Lin Jiao in confusion.
The reason why Lin Jiao did not tell the story of Hua Mulan is because she wanted love, not for women to join the army like Hua Mulan.
"I want a story about a soldier who attaches great importance to love and justice, meets a woman, the two go through many difficulties and dangers, and finally the lovers finally get married.
You must write a few more stories like this. After you finish them, show them to me for review. I will give you five days to write a short story in five days. You should have no problem with it, right?"
Most of the stories told by these storytellers were written by themselves.
Chu Xiucai is a storyteller, so it shouldn't be difficult to write a story like this.
"No problem."
Several people said in unison.
Isn't it just to change the identity of the male protagonist? It's simple.
They were sure that many women would love to hear such a story.
"Then I look forward to some masterpieces."
After a few people left, Jing Nuan looked at Lin Jiao with starry eyes.
"Princess, the story you told is so touching. Is there anything else?"
Lin Jiao has heard many stories, but she doesn't have time to tell them to Jing Nuan.
but……
"If you really want to hear the story, why not wait for those people to write it out and I'll show it to you first."
Lin Jiao smiled and comforted Jing Nuan.
"Really?"
Jingnuan was very happy. She didn't expect that the princess would let her read those stories first.
"Of course it's true, but I also give you a task. After you read those stories, you have to pick out the ones you think are good and show them to me.
If it's not good, just give me an outline and let me know what the story is."
This saves her a lot of time.
"I remember."
Jing Nuan nodded excitedly.
Five days later.
Chu Xiucai came to Lin Jiao first and gave Lin Jiao the story he had written.
He actually wrote two stories in these five days.
"Jing Nuan gave Chu Xiucai ten taels of silver."
Five taels of silver per story was the price Lin Jiao had agreed with these people before.
However, if Lin Jiao is dissatisfied with the story, she can let them change it as many times as she wants until Lin Jiao is satisfied.
"Thank you, Princess."
Chu Xiucai took the money and was very happy.
He could only earn one tael of silver a month from writing storybooks. Unexpectedly, he could earn ten taels of silver by writing two stories for the princess. It was really great.
"You can write a few stories and send them over when you go back."
Lin Jiao said.
"The villain must live up to the princess's expectations and write a better story for the princess."
Chu Xiucai took the money and left happily.
After Chu Xiucai left, Lin Jiao took Jingnuan out of the city and went to the greenhouse.
Before leaving, she told the concierge that if other people came to deliver the script, she would ask the housekeeper to keep it first and give the money to those people. After reading the script, if there was anything that needed to be changed, she would naturally come to them.
Lin Pingping was already waiting for Lin Jiao at the city gate.
Early this morning, Lin Pingping sent someone to tell Lin Jiao that some strawberries were ripe.
When Lin Jiao's carriage arrived at the city gate, Xuanfeng, who was driving it, immediately saw Lin Pingping waiting at the city gate. "Miss Lin, this way."
"Xuanfeng."
Lin Pingping smiled when she saw Xuanfeng and ran over immediately.
Jingnuan, who was sitting in the car, saw this scene, pursed her lips and lowered her head.
Lin Jiao was originally reading the story given by Chu Xiucai, but accidentally saw this scene and raised her eyebrows.
Soon, Lin Pingping got in the car.
"Sister Jiaojiao, can we pick strawberries today?"
After getting in the car, Lin Pingping couldn't wait to ask.
This was her first time seeing strawberries, and just looking at the red strawberries made people drool.
"It should be fine."
Lin Jiao smiled and knocked Lin Pingping on the head, "Are you greedy?"
"Hehe, Sister Jiaojiao still understands me."
Lin Pingping took Lin Jiao's arm and acted coquettishly, and out of the corner of her eye she saw the story Lin Jiao put aside.
"Sister Jiaojiao, what is this?"
Lin Pingping's hands were faster than her words. Before she finished speaking, she had already picked up the story.
"This is a story I asked someone to write. Jing Nuan has already read it and thinks it's very interesting. You might as well read it."
Lin Jiao said.
Of course, the more people read a story, the more people can evaluate its quality.
Lin Pingping looked at the story in her hand and fell in love with it after just one glance.
This story is so novel, it actually tells the story of a soldier in a military camp who was injured and was saved by a peasant girl.
The story is so sweet.
It was sweeter than the storybooks she had read before.
"Sister Jiaojiao, where did you buy the storybook? I want to buy one too."
Lin Pingping said.
"I asked someone to write this. It hasn't been sold yet. When it is printed, I will have someone send you two copies."
Lin Jiao said.
"Thank you, Sister Jiaojiao, you are so kind to me."
Lin Pingping hugged Lin Jiao and kissed her.
"The little general in this book is so awesome. I almost want to marry him."
Lin Pingping expressed her thoughts while watching.
"I love this guard so much."
Lin Pingping shouted excitedly.
When Jing Nuan heard this, she raised her head and glanced at Lin Pingping, then quickly lowered her head.
Lin Jiao noticed Jing Nuan's movements, raised her eyebrows, and teased Lin Pingping, "Do you like guards?"
Lin Pingping shook her head and said with a smile: "I like handsome men. The handsome and affectionate handsome men written in the book."
"Oh~"
Lin Jiao nodded understandingly, "Then it seems that the standard for Pingping to find a husband-in-law in the future is a good-looking and affectionate type?"
"Where are you Jingnuan?"
Lin Jiao suddenly asked Jingnuan.
Xuanfeng, who was driving outside, immediately pricked up his ears when he heard Lin Jiao asking Jingnuan.
"I?"
Jing Nuan blushed with embarrassment.
"I...I like escorts."
After Jing Nuan finished speaking, she quickly lowered her head, her face so red that she could bleed.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the carriage seemed to hit something and shook violently.
"Princess, are you okay?"
Jing Nuan was startled and quickly supported Lin Jiao.