In February, the Chang'an city was stormy and snowy, outside the east city gate, several horse scouts galloped into the city with dragons on their backs, although it was only dawn at this time, but there were still a lot of pedestrians who wanted to go to the workshop to work, and the previous number of dragon flag scouts entered the city gate, and they had enough strength to roar, "The northwest victory, the king beheaded 400,000 levels, and wiped out the Tubo country." The roar of these dragon flag scouts drowned out the thunderous sound of horses' hooves, which shocked the passers-by, and by the time they came to their senses, these dragon flag scouts had disappeared into the wind and snow.

"Behead 400,000 levels, oh my God!" Soon, some of the pedestrians shouted, a face of horror, Chengping thirty years so that the people of the imperial capital have forgotten the past glory of Chang'an, since one hundred and fifty years ago the capital of Great Qin was in Chang'an, the war has accompanied this great city, but every time the people of Chang'an cheered to welcome the triumphant return of the Great Qin Army, proud of the victory of Great Qin again and again.

The dragon flag scouts galloped all the way through the ten-mile long street, conveying the victory of the northwest to the people of Chang'an City, but in half a day, the entire Chang'an City was boiling, and the storytellers in the teahouse had begun to fabricate the war in the northwest, and the number of the Tubo army was said to be one million horses, and Daqin only relied on 50,000 people to break the million army, and the merchants of the Chang'an Book Society newspaper also started work immediately, and those scholars who wrote brilliantly gave full play to their whimsical talents, and countless legendary stories were born from their pens, It was immediately printed as a newspaper and sold in restaurants, green houses, and wine shops before the evening. I watched it with relish. In short, the newspaper offices of those fast-moving bookstores have made a lot of money, and at the same time, the long stories launched in the newspapers are also the first to win the first place.

"Lao Cen, you go to a tabloid shop immediately." Outside Chang'an City, in Li Ang's mansion, Feng Siniang looked at the newspaper called 'Taoyuan' brought back by Cen Ji with an annoyed face, tore it to pieces, and threw it into the stove on the side. It was so bluffing that Cen Ji's face turned white.

"Sister, why are you so angry?" Lin Fengshuang, who had just coaxed her children to sleep, walked in with Qingzhi and Huo Xiaoyu, looking at Feng Siniang with an unhappy face, she was a little surprised, since she gave birth to a child, her sister, who was originally like a fiery spirit, had not lost her temper for a long time.

"It's not those newspapers that are scribbled, but this stupid donkey still takes it back to show the old lady." Feng Siniang, who has not called herself an old lady for a long time, launched a hurricane. But it was clear that she was stupid and the donkey was very useful. 'The hostess is still the best like this!' Looking at Feng Siniang, who was glaring at him angrily, Cen Ji remembered the days when he used to open a black shop, and smirked on his face. "Laugh, laugh at you big-headed ghost, don't get out yet." Seeing that Cen Ji was actually grinning there, Feng Si was even more angry, and the scolding became more and more fierce.

"Get out, get out. I'll get out. Madame. Cen Ji had a smile on his face, and hurriedly withdrew from the bright lobby, which made Lin Fengshuang and the others confused.

"Sister, what is written in those newspapers that makes you so annoyed?" Walking to Feng Siniang's side, looking at the newspaper in the brazier that had turned to ashes, Lin Fengshuang asked with a smile. Seeing that Qingzhi and Huo Xiaoyu were also staring at herself, Feng Siniang was embarrassed to speak. just whispered in Lin Fengshuang's ear.

"Sister. Do you want to take someone to smash the Taoyuan Society? Listen to Feng Siniang's whisper. Lin Fengshuang raised his eyebrows, and he was going to send his own warriors to find those scholars who dared to splash Li Ang's dirty water.

"Sister. Don't be angry, those scholars' mouths are the most vicious, if we really lead people to smash their book club, maybe they will be arranged! Feng Siniang grabbed Lin Fengshuang, with a somewhat smug smile on her face, "Aren't those bookstores and newspapers making up nonsense just to make money?" Let's rob them of the money they should have earned, and make them cry without tears, hum! In the end, Feng Si Si sneered, but that appearance made Qing Zhi and Huo Xiaoyu on the side gasp, but what surprised them even more was that Lin Fengshuang also laughed, but that appearance was carved out of a mold by Hefeng Siniang, which made people panic, and always felt like someone was going to be unlucky, and there was a bloody disaster.

"What my sister means, it's most appropriate for our black fox to do it." Lin Fengshuang immediately thought of Cui Hao, if you want to talk about the ability to make up this story, who else can do better than this thief who used to run rampant in Jiangnan and no one could see through his identity.

"Tonight, let this black fox write things out." Feng Siniang said, and asked the subordinates to find Cui Hao, and then said to Lin Fengshuang, with a little smug on his face, "I have already asked Lao Cen to go to the Panjia newspaper shop to come down, how can I make a good profit this time." ”

But after a while, when he heard that the two housewives had something important to look for him, Cui Haofeng hurried over, and after entering the lobby, he saw it

It was full of a thick stack of good rice paper, and the pen and ink had already been polished, and he immediately painted, I don't know what the two housewives were making trouble about.

"Bo Yuan Cui Haozi, you write it." Looking at Cui Hao who came in, Feng Siniang immediately said this to him, and Lin Fengshuang on the side told Cui Hao her and Feng Siniang's idea. After hearing what was going on, Cui Hao couldn't help but clap the shore and exclaim, "The two master mothers are delicate, but Bo Yuan is negligent, otherwise there is such a source of wealth out of thin air, but I'm sorry that the master is fighting outside." After finishing speaking, Cui Hao sat down, picked up the pen, thought about it for a while, and then wrote with a light in his eyes.

Seeing that later, Feng Siniang and Lin Fengshuang were worried about their children, so they didn't care about the black fox that had been trapped, and went back to the room. Suddenly, in the huge hall, Cui Hao was left to write hard, tirelessly, until dawn, looking at the thick stack of manuscripts, Cui Hao put down the pen, rubbed his sore shoulders, and muttered to himself, "This name can't be bad, well, it's called the Great Qin Zhengxi Heroic Martyr's Biography." After thinking about it, Cui Hao decided on the name of the manuscript he wrote, just waiting for Cen Ji's newspaper to be down. After taking a sip of the cold strong tea, Cui Hao didn't rest, but picked up the stack of manuscripts, looked through them himself, and proofread the typos in them.

An hour and a half later, when Cui Hao finished proofreading all the manuscripts, Cen Ji came back in a hurry, and saw Cui Hao sitting in the hall, eating pastries leisurely, he strode in front of him, stretched out his hand and said, "Take it!" ”

"Take what?" Seeing Cen Ji with a monkey anxious face, Cui Hao replied without raising his head, of course he knew that Cen Ji was asking him about the manuscript he wanted to rush out last night, but he didn't worry about this rough man, if something happened to the manuscript, his efforts to stay up late last night would be in vain.

"If that's what you mean." Without waiting for Cen Ji to answer, Cui Hao stood up from the chair, revealing the manuscript in his sleeve, and smiled at him, "Then I won't trouble you, I will do it myself, you just need to tell me the name of the bookstore under the plate." ”

Looking at the smile on the face of the housekeeper known as the black fox in front of him, Cen Ji felt that he must have been caught by the proprietress last night and stayed up late to write a book, so he deliberately entertained him, but the hateful thing was that he really had nothing to do about this black-hearted fox, so he had to give in and tell Cui Hao the address of the newspaper office that his subordinates had placed overnight.

"Let the gang do it!" Seeing that Cen Ji had taken down a not small newspaper shop overnight, Cui Hao knew that he must have let the helpers of his own Red Flower Society do it, "Your subordinates didn't go too far!" Thinking of Cen Ji's subordinates, who were no different from bandits, Cui Hao frowned.

"Don't worry, although those rabbits have a bad temper, they still know some things, and the price we gave didn't lose that person." Cen Ji said loudly dissatisfied, but God knows what the price of the person who didn't lose money in his mouth was, but Cui Hao didn't bother to pay attention to it, anyway, is this the way of the world, that's what it looks like, Cen Ji didn't rob it, it's good, you must know that he was originally a mountain king.

Before noon, Cui Hao took a few of his own trained families into Chang'an City and found the newspaper, but what surprised him was that in front of the newspaper, there were more than a dozen big men with big shoulders and round waists, dressed in black clothes, all of them with the same faces as Cen Ji's goods, with a full beard, so frightened that pedestrians from near and far did not dare to approach, all of them stuck to the other side of the street, looking at them from time to time.

Seeing the flickering eyes of those pedestrians looking at him in the distance, Cui Hao knew that they must have regarded themselves as bandit leaders, and he couldn't help but get angry in his heart, this Cen nationality was so flamboyant, it was just nonsense. "You're all going for me." Walking to the bottom of the group of big men, Cui Hao said with a gloomy face.

"Cui Ye, Cen Ye has confessed to a few of our brothers..."The big man who took the lead also wanted to say that Cen Ji asked them to listen to his orders, but as soon as he saw the cold light in Cui Hao's eyes, he quickly closed his mouth, didn't dare to say anything more, and left with his subordinates in a hurry, you must know that this Cui Ye is them, and Cen Ye will suffer a loss when he sees it, let alone them.

When the big men under Cen Ji left, Cui Hao shook his head, walked into the newspaper office, looked at the guys who were originally shrunk behind the counter and said, "It's okay." Then he threw the completed transfer documents on the case, and said to the half-hundred shopkeeper, "From now on, I am the owner here, your wages remain the same, and if you do a good job, I will add money to you." ”

Seeing that the documents were all sealed, the old man in charge of the shopkeeper said a few words to Cui Hao with some awe, and got busy according to Cui Hao's meaning.