big week bad guy

Chapter 28
Zhao Xun knew that many honorable children would be arranged by the elders in the family. This Pan Jinxing, uh, Pan Wangcai is probably in a similar situation.

In fact, Zhao Xun was considered by Jia Xingwen as the son who came to be gilded from the very beginning.If it wasn't for Zhao Xun's show-stopping operation that showed his true skills, the label of a dude would probably never be torn off.

But Zhao Xun has no resistance to this kind of people.

Anyway, with such a big yamen with bad people, it can still afford to support a few idlers.

Besides, it wasn't Zhao Xun's money that was spent.

Even if distressed, it should be Emperor Xianlong's distress.

Those who can be placed in the yamen of unscrupulous people must have unusual status.

Since it is a group, we should see each other when we look up and see each other when we look down, so we should establish a good relationship.

"Well, since we've come here, we've all followed Brother Jia, Brother Jia should have told you all about it, my name is Zhao Xun, and I'm named Mingyun."

"I know, I know. Now Brother Zhao's name is resounding throughout Chang'an."

Zhao Xun showed a suspicious look on his face: "Is it so exaggerated?"

"Is there anyone in the Chang'an literary world who doesn't know Brother Zhao's saying that autumn is sad and lonely since ancient times, and I say that autumn is better than spring?"

The little fat man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said very seriously: "Brother Zhao probably doesn't know that those red aunts in Pingkangfang are now vying to buy Brother Zhao's poems, right?"

"I did the math, and someone has already offered 50 taels of silver for a song. If Brother Zhao wants to sell it, I can match it."

50 taels a poem?Let's send the beggar...

As the son of Cheng Guogong, Zhao Xun is not short of money first, and secondly, good poems must be used wisely.

Having fame is of great benefit to Zhao Xun's official career, not to mention it can also improve his literary skills and promote his rank.

Jiaofang oiran asking for a lot of money?Sorry, no reception.

Unless you have to pay extra!
"Then there's no need. Zhao thinks that poetry shouldn't be tainted with money."

Zhao Xun said firmly.

"Like this."

Wangcai looked a little disappointed.

"Since Brother Zhao doesn't want to sell poems, it's okay to sell stories. My family has the largest bookstore in Chang'an City. If Brother Zhao has a suitable story, I can help Brother Zhao publish a book."

Um?And your own bookstore?This little fat man can't see that he is quite powerful.

As a liberal arts dog, Zhao Xun certainly understands how important it is to have a publishing boss as a backer, and it is unimaginable how hungry people are for books in this era.Seems like something to really think about.

Seeing that Zhao Xun was still hesitating, Wangcai gritted his teeth and said, "If brother Zhao can't trust me, I can give you 5000 taels of silver as a deposit first."

Um?Zhao Xun was shocked when he heard this.

5000 taels of silver is really not a small amount. Even in Chang'an City where every inch of land is expensive, this is a huge amount of money, which can buy a mansion with a good location.

If it is placed in later generations, it is equivalent to the publishing house sending money to the account before the author starts writing the book.Anyone else should be moved.

Zhao Xun was really moved.

"Since you have said so, Brother Wangcai, I naturally have no reason to be discouraged. By the way, there is one thing I want to explain in advance, because I have a case to investigate in the bad people's office, and it is impossible to have too much time to write a book, so update Not too fast."

Zhao Xun immediately agreed, completely forgetting what he said just now that a gentleman doesn't stink of money.

No way, they gave too much.

"It doesn't matter. Brother Zhao can save some manuscripts, and then we will publish them ten times out of ten, one small booklet at a time, so as to cultivate the desire of book lovers to follow up."

Good guy, even engaged in hunger marketing, this little fat man really has a lot of skills.

It seems that some people are born to be talents in business, and Zhao Xun is obviously not among them.

It doesn't matter, there is a specialization in the art industry.

It is more appropriate to entrust professional things to professional people.

It's just that Zhao Xun is thinking about what type of novel is more suitable to write.

Three Kingdoms?Water Margin?Red House?

These masterpieces may be better-sellers in general feudal dynasties, but they may not be popular in the world of fairy tales with practitioners.

Then strange novels like Journey to the West and Liaozhai seem to be more popular.After all, there are really demons and demons in this era.

Or write The Romance of the West Chamber, Jin Ping Mei?

Just when Zhao Xun was thinking, he felt as if someone was shaking him.

If it's not Jia Xingwen, whoever it is.

"Brother Jia?"

"Master Feng is here, why don't you be polite!"

Feeling that the air was stagnant at the moment, Zhao Xun showed an awkward yet polite smile, crossed his hands at Feng Hao and said, "The humble Zhao Xun has met Mr. Feng."

"Ahem, Zhao Xun, come out with me."

Zhao Xun followed out with some doubts, thinking that he should not talk about it in the room, and he had to avoid Brother Jia and Wangcai.

Forget it, who told Feng Hao to have a big head? Since he is an old man, naturally he has the final say.

Feng Hao walked dozens of steps, came to the foot of a big locust tree and lowered his voice: "The son of Prince Qi came to the office of bad people just now and said he wanted to invite you to a banquet, what do you think?"

At this moment, Feng Hao has completely admired Zhao Xun.

Even so, he was also very curious why the dignified prince of Qi would take the initiative to invite Zhao Xun to the banquet.

"The prince of Qi? You are not familiar with the prince of Qi."

Zhao Xun's expression was bewildered, and a pair of big, harmless eyes flickered, blingbling.

"You may not know Prince Qi, but you should have met his sister, right?"

"Yonghe University...Yonghe county lord?"

Zhao Xun patted his head, and suddenly realized.

The owner of Yonghe County is the daughter of Li Xiang, King of Qi. She admired Zhao Xun's poetic talent when she was in Qujiang, and she must have said good things about Zhao Xun after returning to King Qi's mansion.

So Qi Wang Li Xiang must have a good impression of Zhao Xun.

These sons of Emperor Xianlong, including the prince, did not have a fuel-efficient lamp.

This King Qi is no exception.

On the surface, King Qi doesn't care about government affairs, but in fact, he secretly cultivates his cliques to form cliques for personal gain.

Emperor Xianlong did not suppress this, as if he wanted to use King Qi to balance the prince's power.

In the final analysis, the emperor technique is about balance.

The Tian family has no family ties, and the son is often the biggest threat to the emperor.As long as the fire is properly grasped, controlled within a controllable range, and watching his sons fight each other, perhaps this is the situation that Emperor Xianlong most wanted to see.

So it's not the prince of Qi who wants to make friends with Zhao Xun, but the king of Qi, Li Xiang, who wants to incorporate Zhao Xun.

It's just that his identity is sensitive and it's not convenient for him to show his face in public, so that's why he let his son show up.

Zhao Xun slandered in his heart, since this is the case, it would be better to let the Yonghe county magistrate come forward.

Although Li Taiping is indeed a little calm, she is a girl after all.

Men and women match, work is not tired.

Same-sex repel, opposite-sex attract.

Doesn't King Qi understand this truth?
Of course, complaints are complaints, and the invitation of Prince Qi's son still has to go.

It's just going to a banquet, not prostitution, Zhao Xun has nothing to fear.

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(End of this chapter)