"Xu Miao..."
Zhu Ming looked at Xu Miaojin who was leaving as soon as get out of class was over. Just as he was about to speak, the man had already disappeared in front of him.
Regarding this, Zhu Ming could only shake his head helplessly and sighed in his heart.
Xu Miaojin has been sulking since he was kissed by the Japanese princess last time.
I don’t play with him like I used to.
"Zhu Ming, what's wrong with you?"
Zhu Song saw the abnormality between the two people at a glance, leaned forward, raised his eyebrows towards where Xu Miaojin left, and asked aloud.
Originally, it seemed that the relationship between Xu Miaojin and Zhu Ming would not be so tense.
"I just feel like there's a thick barrier between us."
Zhu Ming could only sigh helplessly. It's really hard to guess a woman's thoughts.
"Uncle Huang is looking for me, isn't he just asking about this?"
Zhu Ming raised his head, looked at Zhu Song who was leaning on him, and asked again in a deep voice.
"What are you talking about? I'm your imperial uncle, so I can't care about you?"
When Zhu Ming asked, Zhu Song's hand patted his shoulder directly.
This man really looked down upon himself.
"Then I really misjudged your uncle."
Seeing this, Zhu Ming also smiled at Zhu Song.
"hey-hey."
Zhu Song just laughed: "But I really have something to ask you today."
Although he didn't want to admit it, he did come to Zhu Ming for something today.
"Say it."
Zhu Ming just looked like he was expecting it and asked calmly.
"the first thing."
As Zhu Song spoke, his expression suddenly became cautious. He looked around and took Zhu Ming to a remote place where there was no one.
Seeing Zhu Song's mysterious look, Zhu Ming was a little confused.
This kid looks so arrogant. What kind of secret can he have that makes him so careful?
"Do you have a good relationship with Jin Yiwei?"
Zhu Song did not talk about the business first, but instead asked Zhu Ming first.
Hearing that Zhu Song's question actually involved Jin Yiwei, Zhu Ming couldn't help but become serious.
As long as it involves Jin Yiwei, nothing is a big deal.
I really underestimated this guy.
As for his relationship with Jin Yiwei, Zhu Ming suddenly remembered Chen Ling.
Chen Ling, the commander of the Jinyiwei, must have been specially arranged by Lao Zhu to be by his side.
"Say something first."
Just in case, Zhu Ming did not answer Zhu Song's question directly. Instead, he asked Zhu Song's purpose first.
If it's not a particularly serious matter, it shouldn't be a problem to ask Chen Ling to help.
"It's nothing, I just want Jin Yiwei to help me find out where this comes from."
Zhu Song said, taking out a scroll from his arms and opening it in front of Zhu Ming.
What is painted on it is a strange flower with bright colors. The petals alone have three colors.
"This should be fine."
Zhu Ming thought for a while and put the scroll away.
If you just want to find a flower, Chen Ling should be willing to help.
"But why would you want to find this kind of flower?"
Just in case, Zhu Ming looked at Zhu Song and spoke again to confirm.
"Actually, this is not what I'm looking for."
Zhu Song rubbed the back of his head awkwardly: "Yunxi asked me to find it."
Zhu Yunxi, the name Zhu Ming is no longer unfamiliar.
Hearing these three words, Zhu Ming thought of the boy from last time who was only a few years older than him, but his eyes were already quite mature.
How could he let himself find such a flower?
"His mother used to like this flower the most, but he didn't know its origin, so he wanted to find someone to find out."
As Zhu Song spoke, his heartless face turned out to be a bit sentimental.
Zhu Yunxi was not the son of Princess Lu, but the son of Chang, Princess Jingyi.
It's a pity that both of his parents have died at such a young age, so Lu naturally cannot love him as much as he does Zhu Yunwen.
"I see."
Zhu Ming nodded and stopped asking.
In a sense, Zhu Yunxi and himself are in the same boat. He has no parents, and he doesn't even know who his parents are.
It's not impossible to do him this favor.
"The second thing is that Xinhua Bookstore has sent out the first volume."
After talking about the flowers, Zhu Song changed the subject and chuckled a few times.
"Who did you give it to?"
This was Zhu Ming's opinion. He just raised his head and asked calmly.
Since I bought the bookstore, I haven't had much involvement in the bookstore. It's time to do some market research.
"I knew you would ask that."
Zhu Song raised his head proudly, as if he had expected Zhu Ming to ask this question, and answered calmly: "They are all scholars, scholars and some adults in the Imperial College, and their responses are pretty good."
"Well, probably they are the only ones who can understand it."
Zhu Ming nodded. This was normal. Others probably couldn't understand this either.
"I want to expand the user base."
He raised his head, looked at Zhu Song, and stated his plan.
After this batch of books is delivered, Xinhua Bookstore's reputation will probably be increased.
It's time to start charging.
"This is simple. I have an idea. I don't know if it is possible."
Zhu Song seemed to have been waiting for Zhu Ming's words for a long time, and his eyes lit up.
"We can print a few more pages in a book, use one part to print poetry, and the other part to print your scientific principles, and then we can publish some interesting things in the rest."
As he spoke, he took out a small booklet from his arms. It was much thinner than an ordinary book, with only a dozen pages.
"Recently, there is a kind of strange book that writes about ghosts and gods, which is quite popular."
As Zhu Song spoke, he put the book into Zhu Ming's hands.
Zhu Ming flipped through a few pages curiously. What was written in this book was just a short story.
In these ancient times, it was still a novelty.
Zhu Song's idea sounded like a magazine in his memory.
"This method should work."
He nodded. This kind of magazine should be sold well if everyone gets what they want.
I didn’t expect Zhu Song to have such a brain.
"Then I'll figure out how to divide the sections when I get back."
Hearing Zhu Ming's affirmation of his thoughts, Zhu Song became more energetic.
I didn’t expect that my idea would be recognized by Zhu Ming, a child prodigy.
"But I have a question..."
Looking at Zhu Song who was getting excited, Zhu Ming spoke in a deep voice and poured a basin of cold water on him.
Zhu Song's idea was good, but there was still a huge problem.
If this problem cannot be solved, this magazine will not be possible.
"what is the problem?"
Zhu Song was obviously not affected by Zhu Ming's words, and still looked at him with vigor.
In his opinion, no matter what the problem is, there is always a solution.
