Tang Dynasty: The poisonous scholar in the Eastern Palace, please abdicate and let the wise one take

Chapter 153: Little White Dragon in the Waves, Get Out Here!
Good guy.

So you guys are here to urge for more updates?!

No.

Not all.

These people want the Little White Dragon to show up under the pretext of modifying the story, and then ask about the next direction of the story?
even……

Xu Qizhuang's eyes swept over these people. Among them there might be people from Mingyan Newspaper!

Take this opportunity to figure out where the next story is going and release it in advance...

At that time, they can openly say that the story was their idea, but it was plagiarized and published in advance?
Xu Qizhuang didn't dare to think too well of these people, just like how they had quietly poached so many people from Tianxia Newspaper before Mingyan Newspaper.

Who knows if they will continue to do such obscene things?

If he guessed it right, it would be a trouble for Tianxia Newspaper.

"I'm sorry everyone, we can't invite Mr. Little White Dragon from the waves, and we don't have the right to tell you where the story goes next."

"Even if Bu Fan is really killed, and the fox demon Xiaoqing is really an unforgivable demon, that is the freedom of the little white dragon in the waves!"

Xu Qizhuang knew that once his words were spread, they would have a great impact on Tianxia Newspaper.

There may even be many supporters who simply abandon Tianxia Newspaper.

However, no matter what, he could not tell the direction of the story, nor could he really change the story at the request of these people.

That way the original flavor will be lost.

"Do you really think we don't dare to demolish your store?"

"My dear brothers, you have all heard it. This Xu Qizhuang is simply stubborn and unrepentant. As scholars, we should not be so violent, but this man refused to listen. We should teach him a lesson!"

"Yes, teach him a lesson!"

"Tear down this newspaper office!"

Everyone was talking one after another, and the atmosphere was getting lively, but no one took the initiative to take action.

At this moment, a man suddenly picked up a table and chair and was about to smash them towards Xu Qizhuang.

Bang!
With a flying kick, the man was knocked to the ground.

"How dare you cause trouble in Chang'an? Do you think I'm a dead patrolman?"

Qi Huan walked in with a group of people with a cold face. He nodded towards Xu Qizhuang as a greeting, and then stared coldly at the troublemakers in front of him.

"Do you want to leave on your own, or do you want me to arrest you all myself?"

"We didn't cause any trouble!"

"You're not causing any trouble and you're not going to tear down someone's newspaper office? Do you think I'm blind?!"

Qi Huan sneered, "I'll give you one chance, leave here in one breath, otherwise I'll arrest you all and throw you into jail for disrupting public order!"

As soon as Qi Huan said this, these scholars were frightened and turned around and ran away without looking back.

"Fuck your mother, you don't have eyes, right?"

A rough voice came from outside the newspaper office, as if someone was running too fast and accidentally bumped into someone else.

Xu Qizhuang cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for troubling me, Brother Qi."

Qi Huan smiled and waved his hand. He was quite surprised that Xu Qizhuang could become the owner of Tianxia Newspaper.

Since they are from Tianxia Newspaper, they are one of our own.

"It's just a small matter. If these people dare to act so recklessly, just send someone to find us some wine."

"Qi Huan?"

"Who is..."

Qi Huan turned his head to look, was stunned for a moment, and bowed and said, "Greetings, Master Cheng."

Cheng Huaimo nodded, "Were those people here to cause trouble?"

Qi Huan: "I heard that the newspaper office was going to be demolished, and I have already been driven away."

"well done."

Cheng Huaimo grinned, "Bah, a bunch of corrupt scholars who can only talk nonsense, dare to tear down Tianxia Newspaper? Even if they are given some courage, they would not dare to do it!"

"There might be someone behind them directing them."

Qi Huan: “…”

Maybe.

But as a patrolman, it was not easy for him to interfere in this matter.

"I wonder why you are here today?"

"Tear down the store!"

"what?"

Qi Huan was stunned.

Xu Qizhuang was also dumbfounded.

Just after driving away a group of scholars, here comes another adult, and he comes to destroy the store? Cheng Huaimo said nothing, slammed the newspaper on the table, and said with a murderous look: "Who is the little white dragon in the waves? Get out of here!"

Qi Huan looked over and saw Xu Qizhuang coughing and stepping forward with a bow: "I am Xu Qizhuang, meeting Master Cheng."

"Little White Dragon in the Waves is the author of Fox Demon, but he is not here..."

"Then go call him over. I want to see what he looks like!"

Cheng Huaimo said coldly: "Writing about a scholar is already extremely annoying, and now he has been written to death!"

"Bullshit, for details, please read the next issue?"

"I can't wait any longer. Go call him over and tell me the contents of the next episode in front of me!"

Xu Qizhuang: “…”

Okay.

This is a real reader who came to ask for more updates.

"Master Cheng, our story is based on the final draft, one article per day..."

"I do not care."

Cheng Huaimo's words made Xu Qizhuang feel extremely uncomfortable, and he looked at Qi Huan for help.

Qi Huan hesitated and said, "Master Cheng..."

Cheng Huaimo raised his eyebrows, "Why, I won't tear down the shop, can't I just listen to the book here?"

Qi Huan smiled and said, "Okay, of course there is no problem. Who doesn't know how powerful Lord Cheng is? However, this will have a bad influence after all. If Duke Lu finds out, he will probably whip you with a horsewhip again..."

"Humph!"

Cheng Huaimo suddenly stood up, grabbed Qi Huan's collar, stared at Qi Huan with tiger-like eyes and asked, "Are you using this old man to pressure me?"

"Don't dare."

Qi Huan shook his head repeatedly, moved closer, and whispered, "But this is Mr. Su's property after all."

"Su Chen..."

Cheng Huaimo pondered and let Qi Huan go.

He didn't care about Su Chen, but he had to give face to the prince behind Su Chen.

Bang!
Cheng Huaimo slammed the table, pointed at Xu Qizhuang and said, "Who is that little white dragon in the waves? Tell me about it and I'll go find him!"

"No."

"Fuck your mother..."

"Be careful what you say."

Xu Qizhuang said quietly, "Master Cheng, you don't want the news of the commotion at Tianxia Newspaper tomorrow to spread all over Chang'an City, do you?"

Cheng Huaimo: “……?”

"Do you threaten me?"

"No, no, no, how dare I?"

Xu Qizhuang was smiling.

After seeing Qi Huan bring up Su Chen and shocking Cheng Huaimo, Xu Qizhuang knew what was going on.

Given Cheng Huaimo's identity, it is indeed inconvenient for their newspaper to offend him, but it is not impossible to offend him!
"Master Cheng, you may not know that our newspaper has a cooperation agreement with every writer. Their identities cannot be disclosed to the outside world. I hope Master Cheng can understand."

"Haha, promise?"

Cheng Huaimo grabbed the newspaper on the table with a look of disdain, "Your so-called agreement is nothing more than to make sure that there are fewer people under your command when they are poached."

Xu Qizhuang clenched his fists.

Hard!

"Since you insist on your own opinion, I won't make it difficult for you. If the subsequent story is not well written, you will see how I will deal with you!"

Cheng Huaimo strode away, and when he passed the threshold, he suddenly stopped and said, "Next time when you write a story, don't think about scholars or anything like that."

"How can a scholar who is timid and weak achieve anything?"

"You have to be a general to write this!"

"understand?"

"don't know."

"...Fuck your mother!"

Cheng Huaimo glared at Xu Qizhuang angrily, then left angrily without looking back.

Qi Huan breathed a sigh of relief. "The matter has been resolved, so we will leave. He is the eldest son of Duke Lu, so it is better not to offend him."

"clear."

Xu Qizhuang nodded.

He is Cheng Zhijie’s eldest son. At worst, I can just follow his wish and write a military general next time.

(End of this chapter)