Chapter 279 The Disciple

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Zhao An had long expected that Luo Xiaoxiao would come, so he sat at a tea stall and waited with a smile.

"Teacher, why are you so anxious? You promised to sell new salt when it is ready?" Luo Xiaoxiao came to the front and was extremely dissatisfied.

"Today is different from the past. Don't you want to make more money? After the new salt is released, you will definitely become the number one salt merchant in the world."

Zhao An continued to draw the cake seriously.

Luo Xiaoxiao put her hands on her hips and muttered: "But I'm not ready yet..."

She was not prepared. She clearly did not receive Luo Qingshuang's order and did not dare to be the first person.

There are many aristocratic families engaged in the salt-making business in Daxia. Her move will undoubtedly stand on the opposite side of all the aristocratic families, and will in turn put pressure on the Queen Mother.

Zhao An said solemnly: "You must have heard about the affairs of the imperial court. Now the eunuch family is the dominant one, and the eyes of the world are all focused on the capital, including those aristocratic families. So now is the best time to sell new salt and publicize it. If If you run it properly, you will gain a lot of public support.”

"But……"

"There's nothing good about it, and you won't listen to my teacher's words?"

Zhao An deliberately kept a straight face.

Luo Xiaoxiao scratched her head, said she would think about it again, and left in a hurry.

Jiuyin asked doubtfully: "Sir, aren't you afraid of offending the Queen Mother? This girl must have gone to ask the Queen Mother."

"I deliberately let the Queen Mother know that I am not the kind of person who just sits back and waits for death. Let me fight with the Chen family while she sits in the back and watches the show. How can it be so cheap."

Zhao An is now the top leader in the palace, and she personally ordered him to do so. If he doesn't do something, wouldn't he be sorry for her cultivation?

Jiuyin was speechless, shook his head and followed behind.

Sure enough, after Luo Xiaoxiao explained some things, she hurriedly left the Xincheng store and drove to the palace in a hurry.

She has a powerful reputation and is able to do whatever she wants.

After entering Cining Palace, she threw herself into Luo Qingshuang's arms, raising her face like a coquettish girl, which was very lovable.

Luo Qingshuang patted her head lovingly, smiled and asked why she came.

"It's about the new salt..."

Luo Xiaoxiao explained the whole story.

Hearing that Zhao An was going to sell new salt immediately, Luo Qingshuang's pure expression paused, "Mr. Zhou is your teacher, you have to listen to what he says."

"But we will offend so many aristocratic families. If something goes wrong, our people will be exposed, and your situation will not be good."

Luo Xiaoxiao is not an ordinary girl. She knows that the aristocratic family has great prestige in Daxia. Once they unite, the emperor will also have a headache.

Luo Qingshuang said softly: "Don't you always want to make some achievements to influence your marriage? I will listen to your teacher on this matter. If it is done well, you will have a greater weight in front of your father, and maybe you can Decide who you will marry in the future.”

"real?"

Luo Xiaoxiao frowned with joy when she heard this.

It is too difficult for girls in this era to decide on their own marriage, especially girls with her background, who are often the victims of power struggles. If selling new salt allows her to take control of her own marriage, she is willing.

After a long time, Luo Xiaoxiao left the palace happily.

Looking at her light and graceful figure, Luo Qingshuang's mouth showed a strange arc, "The Ai family knows you too well. If you want to plot against the Ai family, you are still a little too young."

In the next few days, the Imperial City seemed extremely quiet, like the calm before a storm, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression.

Zhao An was not idle, and held two literary conferences in Tianshui courtyard in Xu Ruqing's name.

One after another popular quatrains spread throughout the ages, attracting countless applause.

It contained several poems by the empress, which invisibly increased her prestige among the folk scholars, and she became known as the emperor's teacher. In addition, Zhou Huang's weight also became more and more important.

Because of the cultural conference held in Tianshuiyuan, the Zhou family was full of resentment.

The fight between the Zhou family and the Cui family became more and more intense, and they fought several times, causing an uproar inside and outside the capital.

Zhou Ying couldn't help but visit Tianshuiyuan, hoping that Zhao An could hold a literary party in Yunlan Pavilion to help Nanshengmen earn some noodles.

quiet room.

Zhao An smiled and looked at Zhou Ying, who had a resentful face, "Is Miss Zhou angry?"

"Sir, why do you favor one over the other? Whatever you ask for, the Southern Saint Sect will not grant. Do you want one family to dominate and completely eradicate my Zhou family? Don't forget that your surname is Zhou. Maybe we were a family five hundred years ago."

Zhou Ying's statement was really funny. In order to stabilize the Zhou family, she had already told nonsense.

Zhao An joked: "I said before, as long as the girl recommends herself for the pillow..."

"Sir, please stop joking!" Zhou Ying stood up angrily, her beautiful face filled with anger, "I am not that kind of woman."

"This is troublesome. Miss Xu and I are in love, and it makes sense to help her promote the conference. But I am not related to Miss Zhou, so I really don't know why I went to Yunlan Pavilion."

Zhao Fang had a troubled expression, which made Zhou Ying choke for a while.

Regarding the relationship between Zhou Huang and Xu Ruqing, everyone in the capital now knows it. Everyone says that the two are a match made in heaven. But because Zhou Ying was left out by Zhou Huang, many people pointed fingers behind her back and said she was not as good as her. Xu Ruqing.

She is also a talented woman who is famous all over the world, how can she swallow this breath.

"Girl, if you're okay, you can go."

Zhao An suppressed his smile and coldly issued an order to expel guests.

call out!

A black shadow suddenly broke into the room, and a cold sword light pointed over. It was Zhou Qing who had been waiting outside the door.

He hated "Zhou Huang" with all his heart.

In the past few days, the scandal between Mr. Zhou and Xu Ruqing was spreading in the capital, which made him feel heartbroken and uncomfortable.

Today, this shameless person, not only took away his white moonlight, but also dared to ask his own sister to recommend herself as a pillow. He has never seen such a madman!

"Brother, no!"

Zhou Ying was startled, hugging Zhou Qing's arm tightly, and forced to press the edge of the sword.

But Zhou Qing pushed her away without any explanation and said angrily: "Even now, you are still defending this guy! You see clearly, he is an out-and-out scoundrel who relies on his talent!"

"Oh, not bad."

Zhao An spread his arms with a smile and faced the sword head-on, "Brother Zhou is not convinced? Have you never heard of a saying, men are not bad, women are not in love, Xu Ruqing likes me, do you have any opinion?"

"you!"

"Forget it, if your sister is willing to marry me and raise a child, I wouldn't mind giving the Zhou family a hand."

"Crazy guy, I'll kill you!"

Zhou Qing suddenly became furious, Zhao An raised a wicked smile on his lips, took a step forward, the blade was almost pressed to his throat, "Do you dare to kill me?"

It's not that he looks down on Zhou Qing. Zhou Qing's martial arts value is not bad, but his mind is filled with shit.

The South Saint Sect was suppressed when they first came to Beijing, and due to several fights with the North Saint Sect, their reputation became worse and worse. Now they are pointing a sword at the famous Mr. Zhou, threatening to beat him or kill him. What will happen if word gets out? ?