Li Ye not only asked the people in the mansion to go out and spread the story, but also secretly sent Ji Chunsheng to buy many storytellers in the goufangs and wine shops to tell the story about the old general of King Xiao, "Lu You", and only talk about the general, and the specific plot was compiled by them themselves.

Over time, the image of the hero "Lu You" who was old is becoming more and more abundant.

Facts have proved that the strength of famous works throughout the ages is terrifying. Things are slowly fermenting. In just one or two days, many brothels around have begun to sing "The Story of the Storm on November 4th", just like a storm, which has begun to slowly spread in Kyoto.

The story of King Xiao and his iron-blooded, who had been forgotten for more than ten years, is gradually remembered. At this time, many people slowly recalled what happened. They were all covered by King Xiao's wings.

The whole capital was in a hot topic, and the reputation of Tingyu Tower was accompanied by the saying "Lying at night and listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse and ice river come to your dreams." It gradually became known. There were endless customers coming every day. In addition to Li Ye's careful design, the restaurant itself can make people feel comfortable and pleasant without realizing it. There is also free fragrant tea, which can easily retain people.

At night, Qiu'er happily held the note he had just retrieved from Tingyulou: "Criminal, according to the calculations of Shopkeeper Yan, Tingyulou earned a net profit of 19 taels and 200 cents yesterday. If this continues, he can earn about 600 taels in a month!"

"Six hundred taels!" Yue'er, who was making tea according to Li Yejiao's method, also exclaimed, she had never seen so much money.

Li Ye rubbed her little head and smiled, "There will be more in the future. If you like it, you can lie on the silver and sleep."

"I don't want it, it's cold and hard." The little girl broke free from his big hand and went to take a tea cup to pour tea. What Li Ye taught her was actually the way to make tea in later generations, not putting on those messy things, and clearing tea.

"Criminal, why do you like to drink this kind of thing? It's bitter and tasteless." Yue'er handed the teacup to him.

"I'm used to it." Li Ye took a sip, and the bitter fragrance filled his lips and teeth. After a while, the faint sweetness filled his mouth. The familiar taste was nostalgic. The matter at Tingyulou was still fermenting, and no one of the famous talents in Beijing had come yet, but Li Ye believed that they would come back, and it would be truly known to everyone when they arrived. Many chain industries can also develop.

The business model is basically like this. One point will lead to a side. Those who take one step at a time will only stare at the point. Excellent businessmen must see everything and prepare early. One step ahead will lead step by step.

Li Ye thought of pulling Qiu'er and Yue'er over and sitting next to him: "Have you learned the art of planning?"

Yue'er nodded repeatedly, her eyes lit up: "Of course I've learned it, will the prince want to take me?"

Qiu'er sat quietly against him, her face slightly red, and she also looked at him.

"It's not about you, I'm teaching you a new algorithm." Li Ye said, taking the paper and pen and writing the Arabic numerals 0 to 9 on the paper.

Both girls came over curiously: "What are some strange pictures of the young master?"

Li Ye rubbed his hands and said seriously: "This is the method of planning I want to teach you, but I will tell you first. I will teach you this method of planning. You can't tell outsiders, and you can't go out to show off. Do you understand?"

Qiu'er and Yue'er both nodded to show that they understood.

Li Ye had his concern that many things are not as advanced as possible. The more advanced things are, the harder they are to be accepted. Looking at the emergence of new knowledge in ancient and modern times, they are always accompanied by controversy and conflict. If it were better in later generations, people became more and more civilized, and controversy was really just verbal disputes and debates, but in an era when mankind was more barbaric and bloody, any controversy was accompanied by blood.

Qin Shihuang burned books and buried scholars, Emperor Wu of Han respected Confucianism, and maintained the heliocentric theory and burned to death, etc., countless things were not as easy as imagined in the face of the torrent of the times, especially touching the concept, academic, and ideological levels.

Human thinking makes people unique and stand out from many biological clocks. Human thinking is also the origin of struggle.

So Li Ye only taught Qiu'er and Yue'er, so that this would greatly provide work efficiency and not spread it. If outsiders knew about this, it would probably be troublesome. Thinking about Li Ye telling the two girls seriously.

............

Ajiao sat quietly in the courtyard pavilion. The charcoal fire was burning red. The winter moon was like a hook. It was deserted and light, and half of the courtyard was not illuminated, and it was pitch black.

She asked in a low voice: "Xiaohui, what kind of person do you think Li Xingzhou is."

The girl standing behind her said, "Of course it's not a good person. Miss, you don't know. A few days ago, he beat Hanlin Grand Secretary Chen Yu and almost beat him to death."

"How did you know?" Gillian asked.

"I heard from the home guards." Xiaohui replied crisply.

"Is that so? I heard it again..." She lowered her head and stopped talking, unable to help but recall what he said.

"The human relationship is like mud and sand in a river. It is a good thing to circulate water and soil at the beginning, and widening the riverbed, but over time, it will accumulate and cause disasters..."

"Haha, what else can I think? A good wife will definitely be so happy that she will not be able to do it."

"This matter was obviously caused by the Wang family..."

"...They're not smart about doing things, but they will definitely take this account on me..."

"......Anyway, I'm a playboy, so it's not surprising that I'm just a mess..."

For some reason, she couldn't help but feel sore as she thought about it. She really hated Li Xingzhou to death before, wishing that there was no such person in the world and attributed everything she had suffered to him. But it was not until these few days that after hearing his words, she realized how selfish and rude she was.

Yes, this incident was indeed caused by their Wang family. Her father's reckless behavior and her indifferent care, but in the end the blame was attributed to the prince. He offended the Wang family and the Zhong family for no reason. The Wang family had a matter of Pingzhang in the same dynasty as the clerk of the Secretariat. The old man of the Zhong family, Zhong Daoyu, was the Privy Councilor of the current dynasty, and was the first-rank general, almost forced him to death.

But even so, I will only complain, resentment, depression, and inaction, and I will bother my grandfather to indulge in guidance and accommodation.

But the prince, he was lonely, helpless, alone, and was clearly the biggest victim, and he talked about this matter with ease, without complaints or sorrow, just thinking about how to resolve it.

Whenever she thinks of these, she can't help but have a sore nose. How could there be such a lonely and strong person in this world? He is not afraid or confused? People used to say that if she really married the prince, she would have insulted her. Now it seems that the prince may not look down on her at all...

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a little disappointed. Actually... the prince is really good, but she seems to know it too late, so he will find a way to turn off the marriage.

Sighing softly, the girl's sorrow was like the spring water in the river. One wave had not yet subsided, and another wave was rising again...
Chapter completed!