Of course, Qi Lu is not the kind of profiteering businessman who is jealous of money without any limit. When faced with ordinary people coming to the door, such as the "ghost-suppressing talisman" and the "exorcist talisman", he decided to sell it at a fair price.

If this kind of talisman paper becomes famous in the future, it will be a source of wealth that cannot be ignored.

The most important thing is that compared to when I was on Blue Star, I finally don’t need to go back to my business license when I opened a store here…

"The wages will be calculated for you today, and you can come here every day to work. Organize your things and wait for the official opening after the holiday."

After Qi Lu gave a few instructions, An Daehui, who was full of motivation, tinkered with himself. He sat next to the table that had moved to the wall and began to draw talismans.

An Dae Chui glanced at him enviously, then stopped thinking about it and started working.

Time flies, and seeing that the New Year Festival is still one day before, Qi Lu finally filled the talismans on the shop shelves, and entrusted Ji Wuli to come to the mansion who is proficient in formations to set up formations to protect all the shelves. For a moment, the entire shop was shining, and even during the day, it still attracted the attention of many people.

During this period, officials in the capital were in turmoil, and dozens of people were dismissed from office due to the incident of Chunyilou. What annoyed the emperor the most was that some officials knew the filthiness of Chunyilou, but they gave up reporting because of their interests and became the protective umbrella of Chunyilou.

Ji Tianxing's approach to such officials was extremely determined and he killed them all.

The official position of Qiguo is not complicated, so there are even fewer people attending court every day, which makes all officials feel a sense of desolation of a rabbit and a dog cooking.

This year's New Year Festival was extremely uncomfortable.

All this started after Qi Lu came to the capital. Their lives became more and more difficult, but Qi Lu's life was vivid and colorful, which made them grit their teeth and always wanted to have the opportunity to win back the situation.

"How can the poetry event be without Qi Lu's participation? I don't believe it anymore. Even if he knew it, could he still make popular words and phrases at all times?"

"For this grand event, I have already written a few poems. Now it is secretly unanimous. Isn't it just to suppress him and help us literati to make a sigh of relief!"

"This time, if we work together, we will surely make him lose face! Expose his hypocritical face on the spot!"

"What talent? The people in the capital are blind..."

Such arguments suddenly became popular from the capital. Almost overnight, from the emperor to the ordinary people, everyone knew that Qi Lu did not dare to attend this poetry event. As the saying goes, rumors hurt the most, but Qi Lu was unmoved and still let go and did not make any defense.

"It's not good for you to do this."

In the backyard hall, Qi Lu and Ji Wuli sat opposite each other. After Li Gouzu added tea to the two under Chenyu's guidance, he was like a conscientious servant, standing behind Qi Lu with his hands down, his head slightly lowered, but he only heard but didn't say anything.

The four girls of Shenyu are now at a critical moment of cultivation. Apart from serving Zhang, or cooking a few special dishes at meal time, he spent all his time on cultivation. His appearance of forgetting to eat and sleep makes Qi Lu quite pleased.

Maids and maids can be bought at any time, but loyal practitioners are hard to come by. If you travel in the future, you can call one or two of them out and experience them, so as not to practice at home and become those who work behind closed doors.

Now that Li Gousheng is the boy, Qi Lu is no longer as paralyzed as he needs care for before, and he doesn't feel any difference.

After drinking tea, he said to Gou Sheng, who was like an invisible person behind him: "There are more tea leaves, so put less next time."

"The young man has changed the young master..."

"No need, just pay attention next time."

"Yes, young master."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Ji Wuli, and replied indifferently: "What am I going to do? Why do I need someone else's comment?"

Writing poems and essays, sad about spring and autumn, and pretending to be free and easy is actually a stick.

He did not look down on poetry, songs, and the appearance of every line and every path actually had its own value. What Qi Lu hated was that the group of people regarded "poetry, songs, songs, and music" as a golden rule. It seemed that as long as they could write a few sour poems, they could stick their roots in governing the country. They really should be able to govern the country with poetry...

"You and I are friends on the surface, but in fact they are brothers. Of course, I cannot and do not want to impose my ideas on you for such close relationships. But my father summoned him today and said that the literati have been suppressed in recent days. As for the words that followed, the father did not say completely..."

Speaking of this, Ji Wuli shook his head and said, "Actually, I can understand that my father is thinking about letting you continue to work hard, completely suppress the other party's signs, and knocking the things of poetry into the mortal world, so that you will not be deified by those people."

You should know that long before the academy was found, articles were already popular, and scholars were not disciples of the academy. However, knowledge such as poetry was actually advocated by the dean.

The suppression of poetry is actually a way to hit the academy.

"Since you don't want to, I will reject your father on your behalf."

Ji Wuli had no regrets. He said that, he had to get up and go to the palace to report his life before the palace ban.

Qi Lu reached out to stop him, and suddenly asked a seemingly irrelevant word in his puzzled eyes: "When you first came, did you say that the academy would set up Wenkuang Pavilion?"

"That's right." Ji Wuli replied with some clues.

The idea of ​​"Wen Kuang Pavilion" was already mentioned to Qi Lu earlier. In fact, what he did was about the same as the Demon Suppression Department, but he had no law enforcement power. If it was forced to classify it, it could be regarded as a civil organization.

Qi Lu pondered for a moment and was about to speak, but someone came outside.

Under the guidance of Ji Yue, the eldest prince kept a sufficient distance from her - he was really scared by the other party last time...

The two of them walked towards the hall one by one.

"Why is the eldest prince here to come to the humble house when he has time? Please come in quickly."

The two sides greeted each other, and Qi Lu extended his hand to invite him.

Since the two had a dispute in the palace, they have not said a word until now. On the eve of the New Year, the eldest prince suddenly visited. It has to be said that Qi Lu was still quite surprised.

Is there anything else to talk about between the two?

He just stretched out his hand and didn't hit the smiling people. Since he had come, he was ready to hear what medicine was selling in the other party's gourd.

then,

Sitting down each other for a long time without saying...
Chapter completed!