By a twist of fate, the illegitimate son of the Marquis's family marries the county princess.

Before we knew it, the day of Fusheng Newspaper's opening arrived.

Pei Rujing arrived early in the morning, and the Princess and Lady Wei had also arrived.

Previously, while playing mahjong at the Princess's residence, Pei Rujing mentioned that the Fusheng Newspaper was opening today, and Wei Shi took the initiative to say that she wanted to attend.

Pei Rujing naturally didn't mind having one more guest witnessing the ceremony.

Wen Shuxuan, who was recruited by Pei Rujing as an editor in advance, also arrived at the newspaper office ahead of schedule.

To Pei Rujing's surprise, Zhao Hongrong was also there.

Zhao Hongrong cupped his hands in greeting: "This humble official greets the Princess and the County Princess."

The eldest princess nodded: "No need for formalities. How has the Duke of Zhao been lately?"

"Father is well, thank you for your concern, Princess."

Pei Rujing wasn't so polite to Zhao Hongrong: "What are you doing here?"

Zhao Hongrong said, "I was worried about my wife, so I brought her here."

Since being beaten up by Pei Shirong, Zhao Hongrong has indeed become much more restrained. He has stopped going to brothels and his attitude towards Wen Shuxuan has returned to the gentle and considerate one he had when they first got married.

However, Pei Rujing has always been intolerant of any wrongdoing, and in her opinion, Zhao Hongrong is a leopard that can't change its spots.

But Zhao Hongrong was Wen Shuxuan's husband after all, and today was also the joyous occasion of the opening of Fusheng Newspaper, so Pei Rujing had no time to waste on him.

At this time, a group of people had already gathered in front of the newspaper office, all attracted by the sound of firecrackers.

Mao Zheng stood at the door and announced loudly, "Thank you all for coming. Today, our Fusheng Newspaper is officially established!"

After saying that, the waiters on either side of the plaque exchanged a glance, and at the same time pulled hard, immediately tearing off the red cloth covering the plaque.

The four large characters immediately appeared: Floating Life Newspaper.

Immediately afterwards, even louder firecrackers went off.

The onlookers applauded in a very respectful manner.

After the firecrackers stopped, a member of the public asked, "Manager Mao, what does this Fusheng Newspaper Agency do?"

"Yes, this is the first time I've heard of it."

The people were very curious.

Mao Zheng explained with a smile, "Everyone should know about the Beijing Gazette Bureau. A newspaper is similar to the Beijing Gazette Bureau. However, the Beijing Gazette Bureau grants permission to publish newspapers in the capital, while a newspaper grants permission to publish newspapers for the people. To let everyone know, the Floating Life Newspaper has obtained a newspaper license from the Beijing Gazette Bureau and will be publishing the first newspaper in the capital, 'Floating Life Chronicles.' It will be available for sale in bookstores. We hope you will all support it."

As soon as Mao Zheng finished speaking, the entire audience erupted in excitement.

"Minbao? It's actually possible to publish a Minbao?"

"I heard that many people have applied to start a newspaper recently, but they have all been rejected. I thought it was just a gimmick from the Beijing News Bureau and didn't take it seriously. I didn't expect it to be true."

The people's curiosity grew even stronger: "Manager Mao, what will your 'Floating Life Chronicles' publish? Will it be the same as the Beijing Gazette?"

Mao Zheng did not answer immediately, but instead turned to look into the newspaper office and gestured for them to enter.

The next moment, under everyone's gaze, Pei Rujing walked out from inside.

She stood in front of the door, calmly looking at the crowd before her.

Mao Zheng consciously took a step back and said, "The County Magistrate of Anhe will serve as the editor-in-chief of the Floating Life Newspaper, and will be fully responsible for the review and distribution of 'Floating Life Chronicles.' The County Magistrate will answer the question you just asked."

In an instant, all eyes that had been fixed on Pei Rujing's appearance snapped back to reality and became curious again.

Pei Rujing was already used to being watched, and said calmly, "From now on, 'Floating Life Chronicles' will publish all kinds of storybooks. If you have any interesting storybooks, feel free to submit them to the Floating Life Chronicles. As long as they are well-written, they can be published in 'Floating Life Chronicles'. In addition, 'Floating Life Chronicles' is different from ordinary storybooks. Each issue of 'Floating Life Chronicles' will only publish 8,000 words. So even if you only have 10,000 words, as long as they are well-written, 'Floating Life Chronicles' will publish them."

"Storybooks?"

Everyone found this very novel.

Unexpectedly, the first people's newspaper in the capital did not focus on the lives of ordinary people and quickly control public opinion, but instead published some kind of storybook, which inexplicably felt like a waste of talent.

Some people in the crowd, considering Pei Rujing's identity, couldn't help but think further.

Could this be the Beijing News Bureau using the Fusheng Newspaper to warn others, telling them where the boundaries and limits of the people's newspapers lie?

Pei Rujing didn't care what everyone was thinking. After explaining the contents of "Floating Life Chronicles", she said, "On the first day of the eleventh month, the first issue of 'Floating Life Chronicles' will be sold in various bookstores, and one issue will be published every day thereafter."

After saying that, he returned to the newspaper office, leaving Mao Zheng to continue dealing with the people outside.

The eldest princess looked at her and asked, "Will you come to the newspaper office every day from now on?"

Pei Rujing nodded: "Anyway, I have nothing else to do."

Madam Wei smiled and said, "That sounds quite interesting."

Pei Rujing's eyes lit up: "Sister-in-law, why don't you come to the newspaper and be an editor, just like my younger sister?"

Wei was taken aback: "Me? I never read storybooks."

The eldest princess, however, remembered her eldest son's instructions and said, "It's alright if you haven't seen it before. You can start watching now. You can give it a try, and if you find it boring, you don't have to come back."

Mother and daughter are of one mind, and Pei Rujing understood the princess's plan almost immediately, nodding and saying, "Mother is right."

Intrigued, Wei said, "Then I'll give it a try."

She had seen many doctors and taken a lot of tonics in the past few months, but her belly still showed no signs of pregnancy, and Wei's anxiety had accumulated to a certain extent.

She just didn't show it.

Ms. Wei knew very well that this kind of emotion would not do her any good in the long run, but she tried to adjust it, but to no avail.

Now that the newspaper business has come up, Mr. Wei wants to give it a try and see if he can pull himself out of his overly negative emotions.

Thinking back to how she lost her temper and gave Pei Shizhao the cold shoulder a few days ago, Madam Wei knew she couldn't let things continue like this.

She needs to change!

Pei Rujing clapped her hands: "Then, since the eldest sister-in-law and the younger sister share an office, if there's anything you don't understand, you can ask the younger sister."

Wen Shuxuan immediately replied, "Madam Pei, you are welcome to ask me anything."

Madam Wei smiled and said, "There's no need to be so formal. Just call me Sister Wei."

"Okay, Sister Wei."

Zhao Hongrong, who was standing to the side, listened to their conversation but couldn't get a word in edgewise.

He came today mainly to see Pei Rujing's attitude. Just now, he saw that although Pei Rujing didn't like him, she didn't say much.

He then realized that his mother was probably overthinking things; Pei Rujing had no intention of sowing discord between him and Wen Shuxuan.

Thinking this way, Zhao Hongrong relaxed a lot.

As the Imperial Gazette Bureau gained prominence in the capital, Zhao Hongrong began to pay more and more attention to Wen Zongji, while also focusing more on his relationship with the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion.

He even sent a generous gift to Wen Zongjing when he got married to show his attitude.

Seeing Wen Chuanhong's somewhat relaxed attitude made Zhao Hongrong more confident that he could gradually repair his relationship with the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion.

Because of the mutual benefit involved, Zhao Hongrong's thoughtfulness towards Wen Shuxuan was indeed somewhat genuine.

He now desperately wants a legitimate son.