"Master Hou, do you think it's okay to write like this?"

This is the Niutou City of Jinniu County, and a white-faced and bearded civil official walks into the lobby with a stack of manuscripts in his hand.

"Read. The person on the Taishi's chair looked lazy, and waved his hand down with his eyes closed.

"Ah, on the border of the Han Dynasty, there is a Jinniu County, the most beautiful city in Jinniu County is Niutou City, who is the most amiable person in Niutou City? ”

The civil official didn't read it anymore, and he was splashed with tea by Cao Jun.

"Master Hou?" the civil official panicked.

"Tang Kefan, what are you writing, I asked you to write a memoir, do you understand my memoir? ”

Sifang Hou is in his early twenties, not too old and not too young.

"Then Master Hou, how do you write it?" Tang Kefan was a little angry, the status of the literati of the Han Dynasty is not high, this is the world of nobles, and it is better to have a father if you are talented.

"I know what else do I want you to do?" Cao Jun said unhappily as he stood up.

When the two were embarrassed, another civil official ran in.

"Dong Xueba, you came just in time, help me polish this memoir, and then print him 10,000 copies, no, print him 20,000 copies, and then send them to Yanjing. ”

Cao Jun's attitude towards Dong Xueba is much better than that of Tang Kefan, because Dong Xueba's father is the adjutant of the old marquis, and the two of them are even smaller.

"Master Hou, the prince is here. Dong Xueba is not interested in writing memoirs, but there is light in his eyes.

"Great, no, Dong Xueba, you're playing me. Cao Jun was originally very excited, but when he thought about it, Liu Chang was originally the young emperor who ascended the throne, where did he come from?

"Master Hou, it's not our prince, it's the prince of the Tang Dynasty. ”

Cao Jun's eyes were not good, and Dong Xueba hurriedly explained.

"Prince of the Tang Dynasty?" Cao Jun sat back in the Taishi chair: "Tang Kefan, you change your memoirs again, to show how wise and martial I am, it is really useless in this small border city." ”

"Got it, Master Hou. Tang Kefan also looked disapproving, the matter of the Tang Prince's transit, there was already an official document announcing Jinniu County, but the Tang Prince is a fart, this is a big man.

"Master Hou, the prince of the Tang Dynasty is going to Dawei this time, I heard that it is to solve the food problem of the Tang Dynasty. Dong Xueba continued to speak.

"What's the matter with me?" The words are not good, but they are Cao Jun's true thoughts, there are hundreds of millions of people in the world, so he asked, can he help him be promoted? He doesn't know if others can? Anyway, it is impossible to count on Li Xiaoru, and the prince of the Tang Dynasty cannot be promoted to the official of the Han Dynasty.

"I think this matter can be used, let's hype up the glorious image of the Tang Prince, and by the way, improve your image of Lord Hou. ”

The IQ is too poor, and Dong Xueba explained very hard.

Cao Jun understood that he was just an ordinary member of the Han noble group, there were hundreds of marquis in the Han Dynasty, but there was only one prince in the Tang Dynasty, and this prince would go to Dawei to die, and he would definitely become a tragic figure in the future, and when he died, people would only remember the people who had a great relationship with him.

"Where is the prince?" Cao Jun's eyes lit up.

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I didn't know that there were already people who wanted to rub off on his popularity, and he was now in the Gui Hotel in Niutou City with Fang Baiyu and the others.

"Boss Fang, our current route has shifted a bit. ”

Da is now beginning to fulfill his obligations as a guide again, the little boy already knows Li Xiaoru's identity as the prince, but he was hired by Fang Baiyu at the beginning, and he is also used to discussing with the young man in advance.

"It won't delay our trip, will it?" There were still more than ten days left before the Light Festival, and Fang Baiyu was worried that he wouldn't be able to catch up.

"This will not happen, if we take the waterway, we can reach Yicheng in one day, and Yicheng to Yangguan is only one day's journey. The boy motioned to Fang Baiyu not to worry.

"The paintings are very interesting. When Fang Baiyu and Da were talking, Lu Yao was admiring the ink paintings of your hotel, these paintings are very interesting, and the protagonists in the paintings are the same person.

Cao Jun, the great lord of Niutou City, worked with the peasants in the fields, and his hard sweat watered the rice fields.

At this time, the acid rain came, and the great city lord Cao Jun resolutely fought against the grass and tree monsters, and his blood burned the acid rain into red rain.

The rain stopped, and the great city lord of Niutou City, Cao Jun, protected the people of the Han Dynasty, and everyone cheered.

There are many shameless paintings like this, and there are text annotations on them, and it is difficult for the viewer to understand them.

"If everything depicted in the painting is true, this Cao City Lord is also a good minister. Li Xiaoru also knew that it couldn't be true.

"It's okay with us, let him arrange a boat for us and leave tomorrow morning. ”

After finalizing the route again, Fang Baiyu walked to Li Xiaoru and Lu Yao's side.

"Brother Fang, how to solve Shaqima's matter?" The three Persian beauties went shopping with Alain, and while they were away, Li Xiaoru wanted to discuss this issue with the young man.

"We're going to separate from them here, and we'll leave the matter of Shaqima to Alice and Jessica. ”

During this time, Xia Huairen did not come to find Fang Baiyu, and the revenge of killing his son might just be mixed up, Fang Baiyu felt that these two reinforcements from Gu Louzhai were useless, so he simply took this opportunity to send them away.

"Then tell them later. Li Xiaoru also thought so, but he didn't know if this would offend Shaqima? After all, he had promised to take Shaqima to Great Wei before.

"No problem. Fang Baiyu agreed very happily, isn't it just offending people, and he is not unfamiliar with Shaqima's financial aid.

"Several, our city lord is invited. "The civil official who received them before came, and it was naturally Dong Xueba who spoke so politely.

"He asked us to see him?" Li Xiaoru was a little dissatisfied, how could he say that he was also a prince, Cao Jun did not come forward when he entered the city, and now he is still putting up a fight, is this going to make a fuss?

"Go, don't keep the city lord waiting. Fang Baiyu thought to himself that he couldn't eat face as a meal, so it was serious to get a boat to go to Yicheng quickly.

"Yes, our city lord has a very important matter to discuss with the two of you. ”

Dong Xueba accompanied the smiling face, Fang Baiyu said so again, and Li Xiaoru finally agreed to see Cao Jun.

Fang Baiyu and Li Xiaoru came to the City Lord's Mansion

, Cao Jun was already waiting outside the door, but there were many people besides him.

"I'm a reporter from Shaomai News, are you Li Xiaoru, the prince of the Tang Dynasty?" a man who looked a little mentally abnormal came over and pulled Li Xiaoru's sleeve.

"Let go of my prince. "Li Xiaoru visited, and Hua Tian naturally followed on the side, and when he saw this, he was a punch.

"Ahh "This journalist was an ordinary man, and he fell to the ground bleeding.

"I'm another reporter from the Shaomai News, would Your Excellency the Prince be willing to accept our interview? ”

Another man who appeared to be a fellow journalist who had fallen to the ground exited half the street, shouting from afar, threatening to run away without saying a word.

Li Yuanfang said that there is only one Da Song Daily in the Ming Realm, and Fang Baiyu doesn't know what this news is about?

Fortunately, someone knows that Dong Xueba was already giving artificial respiration to the reporter who fell to the ground at this time.

"Jiang serialized, Jiang serialized. Dong Xueba slapped the reporter while doing artificial respiration, and most of these two people have a grudge.

"I'm well, what a miracle moment. Dong Xueba has entered the role, but the reporter who was beaten by him can't stand it anymore, Jiang Serial jumped up, and it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

"The siu mai news is our Han media, borrowing from the model of the Da Song Daily... Dong Xueba explained to Li Xiaoru again.

"He said he wanted to interview me?" I thought it was an assassin, but I didn't expect it to be a reporter, and Li Xiaoru was a little embarrassed.

"He's the deputy editor-in-chief of the siu mai news, and the editor-in-chief is there. ”

Dong Xueba pointed at someone hiding in a safe area: "Tang Kefan, why are you hiding so far away? Do you have the spirit of sacrifice of journalists?"

"Prince, are you willing to be interviewed?" The reporter who was afraid of death was Tang Kefan, he didn't expect the interview to be dangerous, so he knew that it would be better to write a memoir for Hou Ye.

The two reporters were in place, Li Xiaoru thought that the next interview would be, but he didn't expect Dong Xueba to wave his hand again: "Prince, please accept the deep friendship of my Han people." ”

The people gathered at the gate of the city lord's mansion all ran over, some scattered flowers, some burst into tears, and some cried for their fathers and mothers.

"What's the situation?" Fang Baiyu couldn't see it well and jumped on the beam, Li Xiaoru and Hua Tian were not so lucky, they were guessed by this wave of extras, and when they got up again, there were a few more footprints on everyone's faces.

"Prince. "Cao Jun had been there like a statue, and suddenly came running, his clothes were disheveled, and his hair was very messy.

Was this person stupid? Li Xiaoru was so frightened that he found that Cao Jun couldn't even wear shoes, so he ran over with his shoes on.

Cao Jun hugged Li Xiaoru and cried non-stop, Tang Kefan held a small book, and read while writing: "On September 19, 361 in the Ming Realm, the prince of the Tang Dynasty overrode Jinniu County, and the city lord of Niutou City, Hou Cao Jun, greeted him, and the two had a cordial and friendly meeting... ”

Next, the onlookers scattered in a hurry, and they left, but their figures have been drawn on the picture by Jiang Serial, and the headline of the next issue of the roasted wheat news is:

The lord of Caocheng invited the prince of the Tang Dynasty to a banquet, and the people of Niutoucheng rushed to tell each other.

"Is this routine good?" At this time, I couldn't see Cao Jun's routine, and Li Xiaoru was not Li Xiaoru.

"Don't worry, prince, it's a pity that I have no way to serve the country with my talent, so I can only hype it up. ”

Cao Jun is good at using people, and he also knows how to say a few good words.

"City Lord Cao, we are going to Great Wei, hurry up and take the waterway, can you approve a boat for us?" Fang Baiyu got down from the room and asked Cao Jun.

"So urgent?" Cao Jun thought that Li Xiaoru was going to Yanjing, and he asked people to escort him all the way, and he was able to brush up on a wave of popularity.

"The Light Festival is coming, time is running out, and I ask the Lord of Cao City to give me convenience. ”

Cao Jungu has a reputation, and Li Xiaoru doesn't even want to enter the city lord's mansion.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Comedy of the Other World" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~