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Chapter 113

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Du Qi walked out of the Crown Prince's residence and stood outside the Eastern Palace. Looking back at the majestic Eastern Palace, a stern look flashed across his slightly immature face. Last time, Li Jiancheng tried to recruit him. Thanks to his tactful handling, he managed to escape with the help of his father.

This time, Li Jiancheng failed to recruit him and simply revealed his dagger, intending to kill him. Such a move infuriated Du Qi. Fortunately, he had the command medallion that Li Yuan personally bestowed upon him. Coupled with his words, he was able to escape this calamity.

Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Du Qi recalled the situation at that time, feeling extremely alarmed and chilled from the bottom of his heart. Because at that time, if there had been even the slightest mistake, or if Li Jiancheng's trust in him had risen to another level, or if Li Jiancheng's courage had been stronger, Du Qi would have died without a doubt.

"Today's enmity, I will definitely take revenge."

"Wei Zheng, just wait and see."

"Li Jiancheng, you will regret this."

Du Qi muttered to himself. He took a deep breath and boarded the carriage to return home. The axle of the carriage turned and the wheels of the carriage rumbled as it sped back to the Du family in Yongxing City.

As soon as Du Qi returned to the courtyard, the Jeong Clan hurried in. Although she was a woman, she was clear about the situation and knew that the Eastern Palace and the Duke of Qin's Residence were irreconcilable.

Du Qi was summoned by Li Jiancheng twice in a row, and nothing good happened. She was very worried.

Now, Du Qi was finally back.

With a concerned expression, the Jeong Clan asked, "Erlang, the Crown Prince summoned you to the Eastern Palace again. What does he want to do? Did he do anything to harm you?"

Du Qi said, "Mother, look at me. I'm fine. How could anything happen to me? The Crown Prince wanted to recruit me, but I refused. "

"That's good, that's good!"

The Jeong Clan said, "If you were detained by the Crown Prince or something happened, I really wouldn't know what to do. Now, you're back safely. Remember, if the Crown Prince summons you again, find a reason to refuse. In short, we can't go to the Crown Prince's residence. "

Du Qi said, "Your son understands."

The members of the Jeong Clan looked Du Qi up and down to make sure that Du Qi was alright before they got up and left. Du Qi returned to his room and sat down to rest. What happened this time was very dangerous. Now that he thought about it, he felt a lingering fear. Du Qi did not write the Romance of the Three Kingdoms today. He was thinking about another book.

Just the < Romance of the Three Kingdoms > was too monotonous.

More books were needed.

With this, he established the Zailai Bookstore's dominant position among the booksellers and established Du Qi's literary status. Because Du Qi was too young, he didn't have an official position. Moreover, Du Qi didn't want to be an official as it would restrict him.

Therefore, Du Qi needed more identities.

And even more energy.

In order to protect himself.

Du Qi thought about it in his mind. After thinking for a while, he had an idea in his mind. The book he was going to write next was < Investiture of the Gods >. According to Du Qi's idea, < Journey to the West > was a good book, but there were too many things that needed to be adjusted.

After all, the background of < Journey to the West > was the Tang dynasty.

Du Qi planned to write < Journey to the West > when he had more time in the future. For now, he would write < Investiture of the Gods > first. After all, < Investiture of the Gods > involved the mythical stories of the Shang and Zhou dynasties. There was no need to make any adjustments. It could be copied directly.

Thinking of this, Du Qi took out a new piece of paper and wrote < Investiture of the Gods >.

Then, he began to write.

Starting from the first time King Zhou and Nuwa's Palace offered incense, he quickly wrote down. Compared to the majestic < Romance of the Three Kingdoms >, < Investiture of the Gods > was actually more attractive. Because there were endless mythical stories, magic treasures, divine weapons, and so on. There were countless grotto-heavens, spiritual mountains, and treasures that could make people immerse themselves in it.

As soon as Du Qi began to write, he was immersed in it. In particular, he wrote every day. His writing speed was very fast. Soon, he finished the first chapter after King Zhou and Nuwa's Palace offered incense. Then, he began to write the second chapter after Marquis of Ji Zhou rebelled against the Shang dynasty, and the third chapter after Ji Chang rescued Daji. He wrote one chapter after another. He only stopped when he wrote the fourth chapter after the fox killed Daji.

At this time, Du Qi rubbed his sore arm and did not continue to write.

He looked up and saw that it was almost noon.

Liu Jian, on the other hand, had been standing at the side the whole time. Every time Du Qi wrote something, he would read it. His eyes lit up and he praised, "Young Master, your < Investiture of the Gods > is so well written. If you ask me, I like to read < Investiture of the Gods >. Although < Romance of the Three Kingdoms > is good, I don't like fighting. The magic treasures in < Investiture of the Gods > are really good. "

Du Qi said, "Is the meal ready?"

"Yes, it's ready!"

Liu Jian hurriedly replied. After receiving Du Qi's order, he immediately went to fetch the food and served it to Du Qi. While Du Qi was eating, Liu Jian continued to read the book for the fourth time. He was completely engrossed in it.

After lunch, Du Qi took a nap.

When he woke up, Du Qi drank a cup of cold drink. His mind was clear, and he began to write < Romance of the Three Kingdoms > and < Investiture of the Gods >. After all, these two books were going to be published. He had to prepare more manuscripts to deal with them.

Du Qi was writing the whole afternoon.

Du Qi only stopped in the evening.

Liu Jian was still at the side. He held the newly written < Investiture of the Gods > and quickly read it. After reading the latest content, he praised, "Young Master, < Investiture of the Gods > is really good. It's much better than < Romance of the Three Kingdoms >."

He liked < Investiture of the Gods >.

"What < Investiture of the Gods >?"

At this moment, a clear voice came from outside the room.

It was Qianxue who came back.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw the volumes of books placed on Du Qi's desk. She smiled brightly and said, "Young Master, you have a new work."

Du Qi said, "I did write a new book."

Qianxue's eyes lit up. She quickly stepped forward, picked up the first chapter of < Investiture of the Gods >, and quickly read it. The beginning of < Investiture of the Gods > was a large ancient poem. After the ancient poem, it quickly entered the rhythm.

When Qianxue saw the content, her eyes lit up. She looked down and was immersed in it. Du Qi interrupted, "If you want to read, read later. Have you eaten?"

Qianxue said, "Young Master, I haven't eaten yet."

Du Qi said, "Then let's eat first. I, Young Master, am already famished. I've been writing all day. My brain can't take it anymore. Let's eat first. "

"Okay, okay, let's eat first."

Qianxue looked at Du Qi who was in front of her. She was very curious. How did Du Qi's brain work? He actually wrote another < Investiture of the Gods >. Although such a book was different from < Romance of the Three Kingdoms >, it was also fascinating and had a different style.

Liu Jian had already prepared the meal.

As soon as Du Qi ordered, he immediately brought the food. Du Qi was so hungry that he wolfed down the food. After eating, he patted his slightly full stomach and said, "I'm finally full."

After Qianxue finished eating, she picked up the book again and continued to read, completely ignoring Du Qi's existence.

Du Qi shook his head and chuckled when he saw it. He didn't disturb her. He just asked Qianxue to hand over the first four chapters of < Investiture of the Gods > to the workshop that was responsible for printing books. He asked them to print 10,000 copies so that they could send them to the Zailai Bookstore.

Then, Du Qi went straight back to his room to rest. After a busy day, he was a little tired.

The next day, early in the morning.

Du Qi didn't get up until late in the morning. After washing up and eating breakfast, he ordered people to load the 10,000 copies of < Investiture of the Gods > that had been printed last night into the carriage. He took the team to the Zailai Bookstore in Xi City.

When Du Qi arrived, the bookstore was still bustling with people. Many people came to buy books. Today was not the time to update the latest chapters of < Romance of the Three Kingdoms >. There were still many people coming. On the one hand, these people wanted to buy books that had been sold before. On the other hand, they wanted to take a look. What if the books were sold in advance?

The store was quite busy.

When Qian Zailai saw that Du Qi had come, he ordered the waiter to serve the people who came to buy books. He greeted Du Qi and said, "Young Master!"

Du Qi ordered, "Although there is a < Romance of the Three Kingdoms > in the store now, it is a little monotonous. I have written another < Investiture of the Gods > here. Now, the new < Investiture of the Gods > has been printed 10,000 copies. They have all been sent to the outside of the bookstore. Arrange for someone to receive them. "

"Yes!"

Qian Zailai responded and quickly gave the order.

At the same time, Qian Zailai took a book and led Du Qi to the backyard. In the backyard, after Du Qi sat down, Qian Zailai said, "Young Master, can you let me read the contents of < Investiture of the Gods > once?"

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