Due to the large number of printing orders from the Ministry of Industry, Hongzhi was already alarmed, and he arrived at Kunning Palace at once, and sent someone to bring a set of freshly printed ones from the Ministry of Industry and began to look at them. The book is brand new, and when I look at the blue cover, on the right side of the book, the white strip reads "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" five big characters, and on the left side is written by Jin Yong. Hongji smiled slightly, and thought, "This kid still knows how to use a pen name, if you write your name directly, then wait for the hundred officials to participate." "You are a prince and a sage who has not yet comprehended the words, but what kind of novel should you write, is this what you should do, read books steadily, and then wait to go to the fiefdom to live a leisurely life of eating and waiting for death, don't make trouble with the wind and rain, now you are only 8 years old and you can make such trouble, and you will have to do it in the future?

Turning over the cover, I looked at it from the first time, and suddenly sank into the world of the book. This was half an hour, and when Empress Zhang came to change the tea for him, he came back to his senses, and said to Empress Zhang with a somewhat complicated expression, "Look at it, your youngest son wrote it." Empress Zhang was surprised, "What, Hou Wei is only 8 years old, I'm afraid I can't even recognize all the words, why did he start writing books?" What is written, but a collection of poems, or a commentary on the way of the sage. Hongji smiled slightly, "What can he write that?" It's a novel, and I can still see it when I look at it. Having said that, Empress Zhang could still see a hint of pride on his face. Chinese-style fathers are basically like this, and the achievements of the children in their hearts are already so satisfied that they can't do it, but they will still say in their mouths, "It's not a big deal, you're just average, don't be proud, don't have a little achievement and your tail will go to the sky." Empress Zhang didn't care about that, she took the book in her hand, and was still saying, "How can it still be in the eyes, it's good for an 8-year-old child to be able to read all the words, Hou Wei can publish a book now, and he must write it, if you don't read it, give it to me, if you have the ability, you can find me a child who can publish a book at the age of 8" Hongzhi shook his head lightly and didn't speak. In the room, there was only the sound of Empress Zhang's flipping book and Hongzhi's tea.

After a while, the three brothers and sisters stepped into Kunning Palace, Zhu Houzhao walked on the left, holding his sister's left hand with his right hand, Zhu Houwei walked on the right, holding his sister's right hand with his left hand, and the little girl walked in the middle, looking at the two brothers as she walked, and seemed to be very interested in their conversation. When crossing the threshold, the two brothers pulled the little girl up at the same time, and the little girl flew over the threshold in the air, and before she landed, the little girl had already let out a silver bell-like laugh. Zhu Houzhao said to his younger brother with some eagerness, "Why don't you be the first to show me and my sister the novel you wrote, this time it must be printed first for me and my sister, first in hardcover, then in collector's edition, don't fool us with the ordinary version." Before Zhu Houwei could answer, he heard his sister immediately say, "That's it, the second brother didn't think of Er'er first, he is a bad brother." Zhu Houwei had no choice but to say helplessly, "Yes, all of them, let someone send them to you early tomorrow morning, and it was my fault that I didn't give it to you first." When the little girl heard this, the little face that was pretending to be angry just now immediately turned cloudy and sunny, and showed a smile, Zhu Houzhao was not happy, and said to his sister, "I told Houwei that he should think of you and me, how come you don't have me here." "Big brother must have been the first to think of me, so I'm at the front." After speaking, he didn't forget to stick out his tongue at Zhu Houzhao and make a grimace. Zhu Houzhao shook his head and said, "You are reasonable, but do you know all the words in the book?" After listening, the little girl looked at Zhu Houzhao, turned to the right and looked at Zhu Houwei, then turned back to Zhu Houzhao and said coquettishly, "Don't be afraid, let the second brother read it to me then." Zhu Houzhao's face showed a smile, although he loved his sister very much, but it was difficult for him to calm down and tell a story to the little girl, after all, he was a 12-year-old child, and he was the age of activity. Zhu Houwei was a little depressed, so he said to his sister, "My eldest brother and I will read it to you, okay." Unexpectedly, the little girl looked at Zhu Houzhao and said disgustedly, "Don't, the eldest brother jumps up and down like a big horse monkey all day long, so I don't listen to him read it." At this moment, Zhu Houwei smiled, and Zhu Houzhao was depressed.

The three of them came to Hongzhi and Empress Zhang as they spoke, and at the same time asked for peace, Empress Zhang closed the book as early as when they came in, and when they came, listening to the conversation between the three, Hongzhi and Empress Zhang were both smiling. However, after they finished asking for peace, Queen Zhang deliberately bluffed her face and said, "Hou Wei, why did you forget to be your mother after writing a book, and you were raised for your mother's hard work, this time it is very chilling for your mother." Hongji also made a rare joke, "I forgot my father, and my father is also cold." His face was serious, but there was a smile in his eyes that couldn't be hidden. At this time, Zhu Houwei was thinking about how to answer this question that was basically similar to which one to save first when his mother and wife fell into the river, and he couldn't imagine that his sister would continue to mend the knife on the side, "That's it, that's it, the second brother is a bad brother, I don't think about my father and mother, and I don't care about my son." Zhu Houwei's expression was even more embarrassed, sure enough, women are a species that is difficult to deal with, especially little girls, who don't play cards according to the rules at all. At this time, Hongzhi and Empress Zhang looked at Zhu Houwei with an embarrassed face, and couldn't help laughing. Zhu Houzhao looked at the book in Queen Zhang's hand with glowing eyes, "Mother, this is the "Legend of the Condor Heroes" written by the second brother? It seemed that he was going to come over and get it directly, but Hongji glared at him and said, "What's the hurry, eat first." So everyone went to eat together, but after the whole meal, Zhu Houzhao didn't know the taste of food, and he was thinking about the book. Hongji also saw it, and said, "Tomorrow, let someone get you a copy, and go back today to study well, otherwise you will be beaten again tomorrow." Hearing this, Zhu Hou was not negotiable about this matter, so he had to reply "yes" stupidly.

When Queen Zhang took the little girl away, it was time for the father and son to talk again. Today's conversation is about how to sell books. Zhu Houwei and Zhu Houzhao followed their father's seriousness, and the two couldn't help but get serious. After Zhu Houwei introduced his sales process to Hongji, Hongzhi also began to think. I have to say that this sales plan is very good, and the people involved in each step of the process have benefits to share, although Hongzhi does not know much about the way of Shangjia, but he suddenly saw the essence, and then asked Zhu Houzhao, "What do you think of Houwei's method?" Zhu Houzhao thought for a while and replied, "Although a lot of profits are divided, but people from all walks of life can get profits, then everyone will work very hard, and there will be no problems with sales." Hongji smiled and nodded. Zhu Houzhao is not stupid, as a 12-year-old child, it is already very good to be able to see this step, at this age, he belongs to the very smart kind. But there is another point that he didn't mention, that is, with this process, he has a connection with Jin Yiwei, so he can slowly build his own connections, and Zhu Houwei asked Liu Jin to do it, Liu Jin represents the prince Zhu Houzhao, so what Jin Yiwei reads is Zhu Houzhao's love. What makes Hongji happy is that at present, it seems that this younger son has no idea of competing with the eldest son. Although the eldest son is very good, it seems that he is still inferior to this younger son, if the younger son does not fight and assists the eldest son wholeheartedly, then even he can rest assured after a hundred years. Thinking of this, Hongzhi warned Zhu Houwei, "It's okay to write books, and it's okay to sell them, but Master Yang's schoolwork can't be left behind, you have always not let your father worry about your studies, if Master Yang says that you are not attentive to your studies, then you can put down everything around you and concentrate on studying." Zhu Houwei hurriedly got up and bowed, and said, "The child must remember his father's teachings." Hongzhi said to Zhu Houzhao again, "You are not a calm character, learn more from your younger brother, and discuss with your younger brother more if you have something in the future, remember the sentence 'brothers work together, and their profits will be broken', you are the eldest son of your father, and you will have to support the family business in the future." As he spoke, he glanced at Zhu Houwei from the corner of his eye, and when he saw that his face was not different, he was relieved. Zhu Houwei understood what Hongzhi meant, but he didn't think much about it, anyway, he didn't want to fight with this brother for anything, and after a few years, the relationship with this brother has long been thicker than water, and he puts family affection first in both his previous life and this life. This time, Zhu Houzhao couldn't sit still, although he usually had a hippie smile, but at this time he also got up and bowed solemnly, "Remember, child, you must no longer let your father worry about it." "Alright, let's go back and rest." "Yes, the child is gone." The two replied at the same time, and walked out of Kunning Palace as they spoke.

As soon as he got out of the threshold, Zhu Houzhao grabbed his younger brother and said: "What do you mean by daddy, now daddy is still in the prime of life, and suddenly saying such a thing makes me feel like what you said about Alexander before." "What are you worried about, Daddy's body bones have been getting better and better in recent years, don't worry about it, besides, isn't there anything about me, you charge ahead, I will be your military advisor in the back, 'brothers work together, and their profits and gold' No matter how difficult it is, we can break through." In fact, it's not that there is anything wrong with Hongji, but that he feels that his son has grown up, and he has both the relief that his son has grown up, and the complicated feeling that his son may have to leave his own shelter and go on his own. "Well, hearing you say this, I feel a lot more relaxed, sure enough, a powerful monarch must have a qualified dog-headed military advisor behind him, and the ancients did not deceive me." Zhu Houwei was angry when he heard it, "Which ancient person said this, and there is a military advisor, a military advisor, you add the word dog head to mean a few things, you stop, I promise not to hurt you." Zhu Houzhao shouted as he ran, "Just your little short legs, can you catch up with me, I'll go back to sleep first, you run slowly." Along the way, there was a sound of his underwhelming laughter, and the palace maids and eunuchs on the side of the road all looked sideways, wondering what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was crazy about.

Zhu Houwei was defeated by the ruthless facts, although he didn't want to admit it, but his 8-year-old little short legs really couldn't catch up with his brother. After chasing for a short while, he stopped, and his face that pretended to be angry slowly calmed down, and then showed a smile, and said secretly, "It feels good to re-experience family affection, I am also a person who has no family during the Hongzhi period of the Ming Dynasty, as a Ming person, I feel that I am great." ”

The next morning, the two continued to wait for Master Yang at the door of the East Palace Library, and Master Yang arrived early for a stick of incense (15 minutes) as usual. The two of them bowed to Yang Tinghe and said, "Master Yang, morning." "Yes. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will go in first. Zhu Houzhao gave his younger brother a look of self-begging and went in. Zhu Houwei was still wondering, "I haven't done anything bad in the past few days, and the homework assigned by the teacher every day has been completed on time, why did Master Yang stop me?" At this time, Master Yang's majestic face showed a sneer, and he said in a calm tone, "Mr. Jin Yong asked for peace for the Jiefu (Yang Tinghe's words), and the Jiefu was ashamed." Zhu Houwei suddenly felt bad, and he was stunned and thinking, "I was discovered?" ”