Although Zhu Yunxi returned the money from the nobles, the news of him opening a bookstore spread like wildfire.

Some are ridiculed, some are admired, some are shamed, and even more so are those who pity.

Civil servants ridiculed Zhu Yunxi for being ignorant of economics and uneducated, yet he had the shamelessness to open a bookstore.

If they hadn't hoped that this grandson would pay more compensation, they would have brought this matter to His Majesty the Emperor long ago.

The general group admired Zhu Yunxi's character very much and felt that he had the legacy of Prince Yiwen.

Although it is a bit pricey to run a small business as a grandson of an emperor, it is commendable to be able to maintain your original intention and not be just for profit.

There's just one drawback, why not sell it to us? We also want to study and make progress!

Those who are not ashamed of Zhu Yunxi are naturally the vassal kings who are stranded in Beijing, waiting to celebrate Lao Zhu's birthday, especially the King of Qin, the King of Zhou and others.

In their opinion, this grandson was a disgrace to the royal family. With such a noble status, he could easily earn money just by tying up a pig in a bookstore.

When they learned that the grandson had returned the money sent by the generals and nobles, they even scolded him for being so cute and stupid.

We, the descendants of the Ming Dynasty royal family, accept some filial piety from the generals and nobles, because we think highly of them, but this grandson foolishly retreated.

Besides, it's such a loss of character to do this.

The generals will not think that you are noble, they will only think that you look down on them.

What was originally a good friendship event turned into a feud with the grandson.

Zhu Fan was quite satisfied, so he directly sent someone to deliver 10,000 taels of silver to Zhu Yunxi, and also gave him a waist card, asking him to go to the housekeeper of the Prince of Jin's Mansion if he needed money. If he had less than 10,000 taels, he did not need to ask his third uncle for instructions.

, you can withdraw it directly from your account.

This money was originally prepared by Zhu Fan for the eldest brother of the prince. It was used for the daily expenses of the prince's palace, as well as for the prince's daily travel, inspections, banquets, entertaining guests, distributing books and money to poor students, supporting the emperor's relatives, etc.

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Although Lao Zhu had already shared the treasury with the prince, it is not good for him as a prince to always take money from the treasury.

Therefore, Zhu Fan followed the example of Erhu and became Zhu Biao's white glove.

It's just that his white-gloved hands have to peel off several layers of skin at a time. After all, he also has a large palace of people to support.

Every time he made money from the casino, he would keep at least 30% to 40%, and the rest would be given to his eldest brother.

Now that the eldest brother is gone, he doesn't want to give the money to the palace. It just gives the grandson an advantage and saves him from not learning well and thinking about earning the money for three melons and two dates all day long.

In fact, this was the reason why Erhu was particularly protective of King Jin and looked up to him.

Because among all the vassal kings, he was considered the most loyal brother to the Crown Prince, and he even wanted to help His Highness the Crown Prince even at the cost of being greedy for money.

Lao Zhu also heard about King Jin's matter, but he didn't ask about it in detail. After all, it would be unpleasant to talk about it, and it would also affect the boss's reputation if it got out of hand.

As for the people who pity Zhu Yunxi, they are naturally the fans in Lao Zhu's harem. When they learned that "little Yunxi" opened a bookstore and lost money, they were even more sad than if they were let go by His Majesty.

Everyone donated money generously. Those who had money gave money, and those who didn't had money took a hairpin from their head or took off a bracelet from their hand, and then asked the eunuch who often went to and from the palace to buy a set of small clothes for them.

written book.

This group of Fendai, who were kept in the deep palace by Lao Zhu, asked people to buy things without asking the price or giving change. They almost chose the books, threw down the money and left.

Fortunately, the clerk in the store has long been used to it, and when he saw this style, he knew that his highness's old relatives and friends were here to support him.

Other wealthy families also followed suit. Every household didn't buy too much. They just picked up a book set and threw down the money and left. Anyone who dared to give change would be in a hurry.

In this way, Zhu Yunxi had nearly 10,000 sets of books in stock, and he sold hundreds of sets in a few days, and the number was growing at a rate of dozens of sets every day.

This made him worried. It was okay for the military commander Xungui. As long as the clerk could give a rough outline, Jin Yiwei could find the person. But for the fans in Lao Zhu's harem, Erhu was helpless.

Even if Lao Zhu trusted him quite a bit, he couldn't let him enter and leave the harem at will.

In the last resort, Zhu Yunxi had no choice but to take advantage of his lunch break to go to the harem to add autographs to a group of beauties.

This made the fans in the harem extremely happy. Seeing such a cute big fat grandson, you come up and pinch your cheeks, and I come over and scratch my nose. They are very fond of him.

When Zhu Yunxi said goodbye, they pointed at him with a ruler. One said they would make him shoes, the other said they would sew him a shirt, and even more, they said they would embroider a five-poison coat for him, so that he can be given to him in the future. Xiao Xue's son wears it.

Zhu Yunxi felt so sweaty in his heart, I don’t even know if my wife is born or gone. Does my son have a coat?

Concubine Guo Hui heard that Xiao Xiexi came during lunch break and had not had time to have lunch, so she quickly ordered the imperial kitchen to add an extra small stove for him, and warmly greeted him to stay in the palace for lunch before letting him go.

After Zhu Yunxi came out of the harem, he looked at the palace gate in confusion for a long time, not knowing how deep the courtyard was.

If Zhu Yunwen's grandson were allowed to become the emperor, the gentle smiling faces of these lively women who had just warmly greeted him and wanted to make shoes and clothes for him would turn into dust and be buried deep in the ground with the old emperor. …

When Zhu Yunxi thought of this, he felt depressed, so depressed that he couldn't breathe.

For the first time, he felt desperate and had a vague desire for power!

However, he did not have such ambitions for himself, but just so that these "little grandmas" who are in their prime, have high hopes for themselves, and put all their energy on themselves, can safely spend the last years of Hongwu...

Zhu Yunxi asked himself, should we fight?

From what San Dezi said, his wife was the first wife brought in from the Hongwu Gate, so she seemed to be qualified to compete!

But what should I do to please the old man and make him like me?

What if he fails in the competition, will he not even be able to become a vassal king, and will he be directly defeated by Lao Zhu?

It seems that in history, I have never heard of Lao Zhu killing his descendants, so I think he will not be hit...

With such worries, Zhu Yunxi was depressed for two consecutive days, which made Lao Zhu think that he had too much homework recently and exhausted his grandson.

It wasn't until the third day that Zhu Yunxi woke up, finally showed a happy smile, and put the matter aside for the time being.

"I dreamed about it!"

"I finally dreamed of it. I can finally make a living on my own, hahaha!"

Zhu Yunxi got up from the bed and immediately wrote a new book with ink. He wrote from midnight to morning, without even bothering to eat breakfast. After finishing writing, he rushed into the main hall with a thick stack of manuscripts.

"Uncle Thirteen, please read the new book I wrote. I guarantee you will like it!"

Zhu Fan was frightened by his grandson's fight. Seeing his dazed look, he felt guilty for a while. Could this grandson have discovered a new little trick to lose money?

But looking at his eager eyes, he couldn't bear to refuse, so he could only accept the manuscript patiently.

However, what surprised him was that this manuscript was unexpectedly good!

Not only is the opening poem well-written, but the prose is also of great literary talent and full of interest in life, which suits his taste.

"Twenty-eight beauties have a body as soft as a crisp, and a sword at their waists to kill the foolish man."

"Although there are no dead heads, secretly I teach you that your bones are dry."

"Nephew, where did you find this poem? Has Immortal Lu Dongbin ever written such a good poem?"

Zhu Yunxi did not answer this question, but asked expectantly.

"Just tell me how this script is written!"

"good!"

"I only read the beginning and I was hooked. Give me a cup of tea and let me finish reading and give you an evaluation!"

"Hurry up, Mr. Qi will be here soon. It won't be good if he sees you!"

Zhu Gui shook his head nonchalantly.

"What's the point? Mr. Qi still owes me more than a dozen picture albums and hasn't paid them back. Otherwise, why would Mr. Qi be so cooperative with me every time I check my homework in advance and pick out the content I know..."

Zhu Yunxi was dumbfounded when he heard this. He could not believe that Mr. Qi, whom he had always respected, was actually a big pervert!

After a cup of tea, Zhu Gui patted her thighs and exclaimed that she was satisfied.

However, just when he was enjoying watching it, he suddenly realized that the back was gone!

"My eldest nephew, what's behind...what's behind..."

Seeing how eager he was, Zhu Yunxi thought that he had finally copied it correctly this time.

"Uncle Thirteen, I haven't written the rest yet, hahaha!"

"Why don't you write it quickly? You want to scare me to death!"

"Tell me now what this book is like!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Gui raised his thumb towards Zhu Yunxi.

“Great book!”

“Excellent book!”

"Your Thirteenth Uncle has read countless story books, but I have never felt so scratched in my life!"

"I dare to say that this book will definitely become a hit once it is published!"

"What's the name of the book?"
Chapter completed!