After coming back to his senses, Zhou Yuan still didn't believe it. With the talent of the third son of the Li family, it seemed impossible to write such a manuscript. And to be able to sell the manuscripts from the Eastern Capital to the Western Capital, one must have a certain level of strength.
Does Li Mo have it?
"Sir, we have found out that he is indeed the third son of Li Chen's family. After leaving the Li family, he set up his own business in Dongdu. His life was not satisfactory at the beginning... He was evicted because he could not pay the rent.
Out of Fangshi.
Later...he took refuge in a powerful gangster named Yi Bo Lou, and then he wrote Journey to the West: The Legend of Shie."
The civil servant did a good job and gave some details.
"Take refuge in Yibo Tower? What kind of influence is this Yibo Tower?"
Zhou Yuan frowned.
"Sir, when it comes to Yibo House, its reputation in the Eastern Capital is not small... Not only does Yibo House have several top masters, but it has also recently launched a unique meal, which costs a hundred taels per meal.
After the news about Wen Yin reached Chang'an, many rich merchants in Chang'an who were obsessed with food wanted to go and find out."
"I got it, go down!"
After thinking for a moment, Zhou Yuan waved his hand.
He didn't know much about the affairs of the world, so for now he just needed to make sure that the book "Journey to the West" was written by Li Mo.
"Yes, sir!"
After the civil servants left, Zhou Yuan touched his beard, pondered for a moment and then opened the Journey to the West Shie Zhuan again. He wanted to see what was so extraordinary about the manuscript Li Mo had made that it could attract the attention of the scribes from the Western capital.
sought after.
One stick of incense...two sticks of incense...
As the pages of the book turned over, the look of surprise on Zhou Yuan's face became stronger and stronger, and he began to mutter to himself uncontrollably,
"This manuscript is really... wonderful. No wonder it attracted those scribes."
While reading and sipping tea, the sun unknowingly turned westward, but Zhou Yuan had no intention of putting down the manuscript in his hands. He had been completely involved in the story and wished he could read it all at once.
It wasn't until the official in the mansion repeatedly urged him to have a meal that Zhou Yuan stopped.
"A masterpiece! It is truly a masterpiece, more exciting than any previous legendary story."
Zhou Yuan shook his head with emotion, and his thoughts gradually drifted to another thing.
"I have underestimated Li Mo's talent before. If I dedicate this book to the imperial concubine, the imperial concubine will definitely be happy. As long as the wind blows and Li Mo is a member of the Li clan, it should be okay for the imperial concubine to reward Li Mo with a clerk.
The problem is, by then, it won’t be so embarrassing for my daughter to marry him!"
The more he thought about it, the more Zhou Yuan felt that this could be done. In this way, not only would he not lose face, but he could also politely refuse the prime minister's house.
Immediately summoned his subordinates,
"Prepare the sedan chair, I am going to the palace to deliver a letter to the empress."
"Sir, your dinner..."
"Let's talk about it after we meet my queen."
"Yes, sir!"
...
The sun rises and sets, and in the blink of an eye another three days pass,
The Hongxiu Pavilion in Dongdu was very lively with guests coming in and out. However, at this time, in a pavilion on the third floor, a middle-aged warrior with a cold face was sitting. Opposite him was a man kneeling.
An obese woman.
Guests who often come to Hongxiu Pavilion can recognize the woman at a glance as Mother Wang, the steward of Hongxiu Pavilion.
"Sir, the matter has been cleared up!"
Mother Wang lowered her head and said.
She now has the tone of a martial artist, and has long lost the enchanting look she had when she was a mother.
"Is there really a thousand-year-old giant salamander in that manor?"
The warrior's aura condensed, and a faint cyan energy emitted from his body, and the cyan was so thick that it felt like it was about to turn into light red. He should be a late-seventh-grade warrior.
"Lord Qi, it shouldn't be...but it's something like what Yi Bo Lou did. They want to use this rumor to expand their strength."
Mother Wang shook her head solemnly.
"What's going on?"
The warrior raised his eyebrows.
"Sir, many Jianghu warriors have quietly sneaked into the manor recently to investigate the situation. As a result... none of the warriors who went there came out. Instead, most of them stayed in the manor and became the caretakers of the manor...
..."
"What? Became the guardian of the manor?"
rub!
The warrior stood up immediately.
"Well! According to several warriors who luckily escaped from the manor... In addition to the Poem Demon King Changling, there is a top master in the manor. As expected... This person should be Qinglian layman Li Taibai
."
"Li Taibai... Who the hell is the Lord of Yibo Tower? He is actually Li Taibai..."
The middle-aged warrior could no longer remain calm.
As a deacon of the Tianyin Sect, he knew Li Taibai's status in the world. Looking at the entire Tianyin Sect, only the leader could compete with him.
"This... my subordinates haven't found out who is behind this Yi Bo Lou."
Mother Wang shook her head helplessly.
Although in the eyes of ordinary people, Xue Song is the master of Yibo Tower, the Tianyin Sect does not think so.
Can a seventh-level warrior control the ninth-level Li Taibai? It's obviously impossible. There must be a big boss behind Yibo Tower, and this big boss's strength is extraordinary.
"Continue to investigate! But you must be extremely careful when asking for information. Since the Lord of Yibo Tower can put Xue Song, Poem Demon King Changling and Li Taibai on the bright side, it means that he still has the trump card in his hand.
There are many.”
Pacing back and forth, thinking for a long time, the middle-aged warrior said.
Such a force suddenly appeared in the world, and we had to deal with it carefully.
"Yes, sir!"
"I will report this matter to the leader truthfully."
The middle-aged warrior's face was gloomy and he pondered for a moment. He suddenly thought of something and said,
"Can our Tianyin Sect place a person in this Yibo Building? In this way, things may be more convenient."
"Lord Qi, the younger one is already looking for someone secretly."
Mother Wang hurriedly replied.
Even in Mount Sumeru, there are spies from the Tianyin Sect on the side of the bad guys, but the rise of Yibo Tower was so fast that there was no chance to arrange an informant.
"Is there any candidate?"
The middle-aged warrior raised his eyebrows.
"Reporting to my lord, there is a person who is suitable, but I haven't made contact with him yet."
"Tell me the details."
"Sir, this person's name is Li Mo. He was born in Li Chen's mansion in the Western Capital. He is a book writer and is trusted by Xue Song. If we can recruit this person to our Tianyin Sect..."
"Li Mo?"
"Well, Li Mo set up his own business a few years ago. He was not well received by the Li family. After joining Xue Song in Yibo Tower, he even wrote a good manuscript."
"Okay! Then give this person more benefits and let him serve our Tianyin Sect as soon as possible."
The middle-aged man nodded, indicating that the matter was settled.
"Yes, sir!"
...
As everyone knows, just when Mother Wang of Hongxiuge Pavilion was planning to develop Li Mo into a subordinate of Tianyin Sect, in an inn in Dongdu West City, a stern-faced man pushed a table plate covered with red cloth to Li Mo
in front of
"This is one thousand taels of gold, and a deacon's token! If you agree, these things will be yours..."
