The Holy Lord, who is far away in the capital's court, is only an eight-year-old boy.

In the court, he is probably required to make decisions on many matters.

No wonder, in restaurants, people are always rumoring that this mysterious His Highness the Wise King is the real power behind the Daqian Kingdom.

However, Xia Qianqian has not been in contact with cuttlefish for a long time, but it is certain.

He doesn't have much ambition for power.

But he had to stretch out his hands to control the power, perhaps because he could not just watch this country, with treacherous ministers in power and the country sinking.

When a child grows up and can take charge of his own affairs, he may be able to completely delegate power.

"Mom, I recently bought more chicken, duck, and fish meat and cooked more delicious food."

Xia Qianqian looked sideways, "Everyone has worked hard. Reward him for his hard work and give him some chicken soup to replenish himself."

My daughter knows how to care about people.

Although Li Yunniang felt sorry for the money, she thought of Mr. Mo sharing his lunch with them.

Not one meal, but every meal.

She felt extremely embarrassed in her heart.

"Okay!"

After dinner, Li Yunniang took Aunt Gui and the two of them to clean up the east wing and prepare to make it available for them to live in.

But the east wing has always been the upper room of the master's family, and neither of them wanted to live in it.

There was no other way, so Li Yunniang could only suggest that she go to sleep in the wing room next to the west wing, that is, the small study.

As expected.

Xia Qianqian was driven out and brought a pile of pens, inks, paper and inkstones to the secret room in the east wing.

From now on, she has a lot to do.

Xia Qianqian first spread out a piece of paper, polished ink, wrote, and concentrated on writing the second half of "Journey to the West".

The popularity of "Journey to the West" in Juwanglou has been rising for a long time.

In fact, several times, when she passed by the door of Juwang Building in a carriage, she saw shopkeeper Qiao either standing at the door and looking at it, or he put his hand into the mouth of the stone lion at the door and touched it over and over again.

It’s not that she’s incompetent, it’s one thing to be busy.

Only by building up the audience's enthusiasm and expectations can long-term expectations be achieved.

At this point, it is a bit like the essence of love between male and female friends.

When a man pursues a woman, if there are many difficulties and he travels across mountains and rivers, the relationship won through hardships will always be cherished more and become more sincere.

But if so, as soon as the man and woman meet, they will fall down and clap their hands.

When the sun rose on the second day, the girl saw with her own eyes that the boy farted, grinded his teeth, snored and talked in his sleep. The boy saw the goddess's naked face after she pooped, peed and removed her makeup. I'm afraid they both screamed and jumped away.

Since then, the love myth has been shattered.

Therefore, everything in the world is a secret game at heart.

Only by understanding the true meaning of this game can you control it with ease.

Xia Qianqian decided to update three times this time to thank many people for their love of "Journey to the West".

It’s difficult to write with calligraphy, it’s very demanding on your wrist.

Half an hour later, she finally finished writing the last three chapters of "Journey to the West".

After thinking about it, she shouldn't favor one over the other. "The Legend of White Snake" was originally released even later and even less.

The audience for this article is basically women, such as women in boudoirs, ladies in mansions, nuns, etc.

Ancient society was very hierarchical.

Especially for women, there are several mountains that press on the human body, and women have to bend down and live cautiously. Some people don't even dare to take a deep breath.

The article "The Legend of the New White Snake" has given everyone some hope of living.

They never thought that the goblin they hated in the past would one day transform into such a person with stunning appearance and rare kindness.

As a snake demon, she helps the world while fighting against the evil hegemony.

Such a novel character setting suddenly made the White Snake a great hero in the hearts of women.

Xia Qianqian put pen to paper and wrote the sixth episode of "The Legend of the New White Snake", "But he said that although the county magistrate knew the dangers of monsters, the money in the treasury was stolen, which was a serious matter, so he had to go and investigate in person..."

In the blink of an eye, another half an hour passed.

She only wrote twice.

Putting down the pen, Xia Qianqian rubbed her wrist and couldn't help but lament.

If it were a modern day, she would only need to make a copy and print it out. If that didn't work, she could type very fast on a computer, so she could get it done in a while.

But this brush writes...

It really tempers one’s character.

Just as she was rubbing her wrists, there was a slight knocking sound outside the wall. Xia Qianqian pressed the button and the wall moved open.

Outside the door of the secret room, Hua Zhuer stood.

She held a cup of tea in both hands and said respectfully: "Girl, I'm here to bring you tea."

Xia Qianqian took the tea, but the girl kept her head lowered, not daring to look up at her.

"Hua Zhuer, are you literate?"

She nodded her head and replied politely: "Zhu'er's family has been poor since she was a child. When I was four years old, my hometown was hit by a disaster, and my parents, siblings, all starved to death. I wandered alone until I met the young master, who took me in."

The young master she talks about naturally refers to cuttlefish.

"The master took us in and asked him to teach us how to read and practice martial arts. Therefore, Zhu'er was illiterate at first, but now, Zhu'er knows some words."

Practice martial arts?

Xia Qianqian was curious about this skill, "Is it possible that you are a killer trained by the young master?"

"No no no!"

Seeing the girl's misunderstanding, Hua Zhu'er shook her head like a rattle: "I am not a killer. In troubled times, women will inevitably become the targets of bullying. The young master lets us practice martial arts. He only wants us to have more self-defense skills."

Very good, this girl is literate and knows some martial arts, so she has endless potential in the future!

Xia Qianqian seemed to have found a treasure, nodded and urged: "I will be busy tomorrow morning, so you go to bed first!"

"But girl, you..."

Hua Zhuer's eyes quickly swept across the table in the room, and she nodded politely, "Writing under candlelight is very taxing on the eyes. Girls should rest early."

"Well, you go and tell my mother that I still have homework to finish. No need to bring tea. You go to bed first. I will be back in a moment."

"Yes, girl."

Seeing Hua Zhuer leave, Xia Qianqian returned to the table, and the darkroom door was closed again.

After drinking a cup of tea, she put her chin in her hands and looked at the candlelight, her mind filled with confusion.

She reached out and rubbed her temples, and sighed softly.

Five days later, Cuttlefish was going to attack Fanshan. It was going to be a disaster, so how could she not be worried?

That group of rebels had been entrenched in Fanshan for eighteen years, and the imperial court had been unable to attack them with troops. Naturally, there were various reasons.

The most important reason is probably the geographical location of Fanshan and the cumbersome fortifications they built.

In a short period of time, Cuttlefish tried to glide through the gorge at the entrance of the mountain, rush straight into the mountain, and wipe out the Fanshan bandits in one fell swoop.

Needless to say, the deployment and planning involved took a lot of effort.

Just because he has lived in Jiangcheng for many years and recently lived in Fu'an Village, personally monitoring Fan Shan day and night, he has already achieved the ultimate.

He may have his own plans, his own considerations, and his own chances of winning.

But Xia Qianqian felt that it was not enough, and she wanted to give him an extra level of protection.

In the secret room, she put on her night clothes and quietly sneaked out of the Xia family's gate.

Outside the house, Qingfeng, who was taking a nap on the top of the birch tree, suddenly became excited and couldn't help but rub his eyes.

Did he read it correctly?
Chapter completed!