"Since Ma Yu of Quanzhen Sect taught Guo Yong the internal skills of Quanzhen Sect, Guo Yong's martial arts have been improving day by day. When he arrived in the capital of the Former Qin Dynasty, that is, our Chang'an, Yang Jia, the son of Yang Tiexin, recognized the thief as his father..." Fan Laosi suppressed a cup of tea, and his mouth was sharpened. The plot of the previous part of the story about The Legend of the Condor Heroes was even easier to learn, and he could not be familiar with it.

After talking about a cup of tea, Fan Laosi shut up and slapped Jingmu on the wooden table, shouting: "I want to listen to the next breakdown, and I'm still waiting for the newspaper to be sold tomorrow."

The onlookers swallowed and looked at the sky. The sun had moved a lot. Some hungry people in their belly shook their heads and sighed. They should go home for dinner first. Those idle liars were different.

"This is the glutinous rice cake from the Ma family in Dongshi. Is it okay to eat some and talk about it?" said a young man with a slightly wealthy family. He held a plate in his hand and was filled with pastries.

Fan Laosi was not a person who saw outsiders, so he picked up the glutinous rice cake and threw it into his mouth, "This glutinous rice cake is not cheap. We all listen to the stories told by students when they are having fun, and read some novels from Qujiang Daily. But this Qujiang Daily sells newspapers at noon every day. We don't know what the subsequent novels are about. Do you want me to tell them? I can't tell them either."

"Really?" The young man holding the pastry was skeptical. After seeing Fan Laosi nodding, he sighed and threw the pastry directly on the table and said, "Brother Cheng, do you know where this Qujiang Daily is? Who is the author of that novel? I must listen to the follow-up content in advance. Even if it is a hundred gold coins, I can afford it!"

He sighed: "The first thing I did when I came to Chang'an was not to prepare for the scientific examination, but to listen to the story. My father would definitely scold me when he returned to Jinzhou, and Brother Cheng must conceal this matter."

Cheng Chumo rolled his eyes and smiled and said, "No one in the world knows the wealth of your Chai family. The Chai family is richest in the world. Even if you smash it with gold, you can still smash that author. Besides, except for those royal relatives and nobles on the streets of Chang'an, you need to avoid some of the others...what else? When you find that author, haha!"

He grinded his fists and snorted coldly: "I write stories so well, but not much, so I clearly look down on our family!"

The guy who brought the pastry was Chai Zhewei, the eldest son of Duke Qiao Guochai and Princess Pingyang.

.........

The sales of Qujiang Daily have increased significantly long ago as Li Yuan expected. In the era of lack of entertainment in ancient times, when I heard such interesting novels, they all looked like cats that smelled fishy. Every day, hundreds of readers gathered at the door of the newspaper, waiting for the newspaper to update the newspaper.

Of course, some playboys wanted to use their power to threaten the newspaper office, but without exception, they were driven away by Princess Changle and Princess Jiangyang who were staying at the door.

Li Lizhi and Wu Xu naturally became loyal readers of Li Yuan.

"This is the newspaper office of Qujiang Daily." Cheng Chumo said to Chai Zhewei.

Chai Zhewei looked at the newspaper carefully. It was located in Qujiangfang in the south of the city. It was a bit remote. From a business perspective, it was really not a good place. There were several servants standing outside the door. Two little girls and an old man could be seen inside the half-closed door. They didn't look like powerful families.

"Brother Cheng, are you sure this newspaper has no backing?" Chai Zhewei was a little worried.

Today is the first day of coming to Chang'an. He came to Chang'an from Jinzhou and broke away from his father's control and was also the first day of becoming a real playboy. He was a little nervous, so he asked Cheng Chumo again and again.

Cheng Chumo and a few companions were very confident, and patted his chest and said, "We have been in the fences of the Chang'an Wasi. There are more women and aunts who have been employed than you have ever seen. I have asked those young men and brothers, I don't know who this family belongs to. Besides... Brother Chai, no matter who has a big backer, it is not as great as you, the royal family."

"This...is what I said, Besides, I used to be just doing business..." Chai Zhewei comforted himself.

So he walked up, kicked open the false door of the newspaper, and asked, "Who is the person in charge here? Come out for me, I have something to say."

"Who are you? So bold?" Li Lizhi stepped forward and looked at Chai Zhewei carefully, and said, "I'm dressed pretty and look like awesome... I look ambiguous. I wonder who gave you so much courage to dare to kick the newspaper office?"

"A person like this is rare these days." Wu Xu smiled.

"Hurry, where is the author of the book? This is a hundred-ton coins of flying money, give the follow-up draft to this young master." Chai Zhewei ignored the two girls in front of him, took out ten ten-ton coins of flying money from his waist and threw it at the counter of the newspaper.

"It's so rich." A hint of surprise flashed across Li Yuan's face. Looking at Chai Zhewei, thinking about who is his naughty family. You know, if you don't look at monks and Buddha's faces, the Qujiang newspaper has been open for several days, but no one dares to come to cause trouble. This is the first time today.

Could it be that old man Changsun Wuji couldn't hold it anymore?

"Who was instructed by you?" he tentatively said.

Chai Zhewei touched his head in confusion and was saying, "I am..."

He looked around, Cheng Chumo and others looked at him in a distant hidden place. He had no choice but to stalk his neck and said, "I came here alone, no one instructed me. My father is Duke Qiao and my mother is Princess Pingyang. If you don't give it to me, I will go to the emperor to report that you have a taboo in your novel, saying that the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms..."

"Princess Pingyang... This title is so familiar." Li Yuan thought hard, but he just couldn't remember that there was such a princess in the royal family. He remembered that Li Shimin's daughter was not named Pingyang.

Gaoyang, Dongyang, etc...

"What's going on? Shouldn't they apologize immediately when they see this young master? Why did they show such an expression? Could it be that I reminded me... It's not obvious enough. This is my first day as a playboy." Chai Zhewei thought to himself.

He cleared his throat, his eyes drifted around, and he whispered: "Be low-key, I don't want others to know that the emperor is my uncle."

"Uncle?" Li Lizhi and Wu Xu's eyes immediately moved to the Supreme Emperor.

"Grandpa Emperor, why have you never heard of Princess Pingyang Lizhi in the royal family?" Lizhi asked with a pout.

"Nonsense! My mother is the third sister of the priest today, so how could she be wrong?" Chai Zhewei glared.

After Chai Zhewei reminded him, Li Yuan remembered that his predecessor really had a daughter, Li Xiuning, who led the Detachment of Women. At that time, he had inquired about Princess Pingyang, a heroine, but unfortunately, Princess Pingyang passed away as early as the seventh year of Wude.

Princess Pingyang remembers that she married Chai Shao, and Chai Shao's title was Duke Qiao.

Could it be that the boy in front of him is Chai Shao’s son?
Chapter completed!