Jackie Chan's Son-in-Law

Chapter 90 is very bad

Chen Qing chatted privately with the chubby boy for a long time. When he returned to his residence, he realized that he had hired such an employee to work in the bookstore without knowing when.

However, he didn't say much, but simply followed Master Gu to the bookstores in the capital and took a tour.

This was not a very large bookstore, and it was actually inferior to the Deqing Bookstore in Huzhou. After all, although Master Gu was rich, he initially planned to invest most of his wealth in "bribery" and did not spend a lot of money to set up a bookstore for printing books.

In fact, this bookstore was also hired by Master Gu. They printed martial arts novels for Master Gu, and Master Gu paid them in cash.

After entering the bookstore, Master Gu explained the general situation to Chen Qing, and then said quietly, "Initially, this bookstore belonged to someone else, so we had to give them the manuscripts in advance so they could type and engrave them, which is why they were stolen."

"I've already reached an agreement with the original owner of this bookstore in the past two days."

Master Gu spoke up, "Now, this bookstore is ours."

Chen Qing said with a smile, "Uncle Gu is really rich and powerful."

Master Gu looked at Chen Qing and sighed: "Originally, we were going to take it and give it to those gentlemen, or to bribe someone to open a road out of the city. Now that Zizheng has opened a new road, we don't have to spend money like before."

He paused, then said in a low voice, "Just Zizheng, you must be very careful."

Chen Qing nodded and asked, "Is that young man surnamed Yan already working here?"

"Ah."

Master Gu said in a low voice, "I guessed it was someone from the Zhenfu Division, so I just had him come over."

Although Gu Shao received some help from Lord Zhao in the imperial court when he started his business, he was certainly capable of growing his business in a short period of time and continuing to expand it over the years.

At least, their eyesight isn't too bad.

Chen Qing nodded, without introducing Yan Cong's identity, and said, "Then Uncle Gu, take me to see him, I want to have a chat with him."

Master Gu nodded and quickly led Chen Qing to the typesetting room in the bookstore. At this time, Yan Cong was sitting on the ground, learning from the master craftsman how to arrange copper movable type. He was learning very seriously, watching the master craftsman's movements intently.

Even his hands and face were covered in black ink.

Master Gu glanced at him and coughed lightly: "Yan Cong."

My son-in-law needs to speak with you about something.

The master typewriter who was working on the typesetting quickly stood up and called out to the master. Yan Cong also stood up. He looked at Master Gu and Chen Qing, nodded in acknowledgment, and then said, "Master, I'll say a few words to the young master and be right back."

As he spoke, he looked at Chen Qing and bowed his head, calling him "Young Master".

Chen Qing and Master Gu exchanged a glance. Master Gu stayed behind to talk to the typesetting master, while Chen Qing led Yan Cong out. After walking a dozen steps, he looked at the handsome young man who was about his age and said with a smile, "Young Master Yan is quite down-to-earth, really learning the craft of the bookstore."

Yan Cong followed behind Chen Qing, his expression calm: "We, the people of the Zhenfu Division, when we come out to do something, we must do it properly. Now that we are no longer working in the Zhenfu Division and have come out to learn printing, we must truly learn this skill, lest we do it poorly and people will notice."

He looked at Chen Qing and continued, "Inside the Zhenfu Division, there are people who pretend to be doctors outside. When they return to the Zhenfu Division, they have already learned quite a bit of medical skills."

Chen Qing was somewhat taken aback upon hearing this.

"That's really not easy."

Yan Cong looked around and said in a low voice, "Young Master Chen, let's find a quiet place to talk."

Chen Qing nodded and said with a smile, "You don't need to call me that in private. You can call me Chen Zizheng or Chen Da, it's fine."

"Young Master Yan, what is your name?"

Yan Cong thought for a moment and then said, "I am a martial artist and have not taken a courtesy name. Young Master Chen can simply call me by my name."

As they spoke, Chen Qing led him to a secluded storeroom inside the bookstore. After entering the storeroom, Yan Cong looked at Chen Qing and said solemnly, "Young Master Chen, before the Gu family took over this bookstore, it was originally called Qingyuan Bookstore."

"Six months ago, Mr. Gu came to the capital and started having this bookstore print Xia Ji for him. Until the day before yesterday, Mr. Gu spent money to buy the bookstore and renamed it Gu's Bookstore."

"In the past six months, especially in the last three months, the bookstore has had three new artisans."

Chen Qing gave a thumbs up and exclaimed, "Brother Yan is really professional; he found out the truth so quickly."

"It wasn't me, it was a colleague from the Zhenfu Division. They started investigating this bookstore some time ago."

Chen Qing stroked his chin and asked, "So, these three newcomers are very likely members of the White Lotus Cult?"

"It should be... all of them."

Yan Cong glanced at Chen Qing and continued, "The old master who taught me just now has been at Qingyuan Bookstore for eight or nine years and has been in this line of work for more than fifteen years."

At this point, Yan Cong paused, looked at Chen Qing, and continued, "He is also a member of the White Lotus Sect."

Upon hearing this, Chen Qing gave a wry smile.

Back in Jiangnan, Mr. Yang had told him that the White Lotus Sect was widespread in Zhili. At that time, he had no idea about it, but now he finally understood a little. Yan Cong looked at Chen Qing and continued, "These past few days, the Zhenfu Division has been following the clues, and we should have a result soon. Young Master Chen, you can send some more manuscripts to the bookstore during this time. I still have people from the Zhenfu Division keeping an eye on things."

“Now that we’ve found them, young master, you can try to make contact with them.”

Chen Qing looked at him and shook his head slightly: "It's impossible for me to contact them; they must be the ones to contact me, otherwise it wouldn't be true."

At this point, Chen Qing suddenly remembered something and whispered, "Brother Yan, you guys keep investigating here, and I'll also try to make contact with the White Lotus Sect."

Yan Cong looked at Chen Qing and asked, "Does the young master have other ways to contact these cult bandits?"

"No."

Chen Qing quickly shook his head and coughed, "However, I think if we just wait, they will most likely contact me on their own initiative."

"Let's each do our own thing."

Chen Qing considered for a moment and then said, "If there's no movement from here before the next issue of Xia Ji is printed, then we'll do as Brother Yan said."

"Ok?"

Whether this is acceptable or not is not a question for Yan Cong, but for the Zhenfu Division.

He, Chen, can only be considered an "unofficial member" of the Zhenfu Division at present. There is still a long way to go before he can officially join the Zhenfu Division.

Yan Cong didn't say much, but stood up, clasped his hands in a salute to Chen Qing, and said, "I'll do as you say, young master. I'll continue to learn from my master."

Chen Qing nodded slowly.

"If anything comes up, let's keep in touch."

Yan Cong clasped his hands in a fist salute and responded.

"it is good."

After saying that, he turned and left.

After taking a tour with Master Gu, Chen Qing also left the Gu Family Bookstore.

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Three days later, on the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, there was only one day left until the end of the year.

On this day, after several sunny days, snowflakes finally began to fall in the capital, turning the city into a white wonderland, and the festive atmosphere of the New Year immediately filled the air.

Amidst the heavy snowfall, on the second floor of a restaurant, Chen Qing and Mu Ziran sat facing each other.

The seemingly ethereal and otherworldly Mu Xianniang, who appeared serene and otherworldly to outsiders, was now sitting opposite Chen Qing with a beaming smile.

Chen Qing looked at her and sighed, "It was really hard to find you, Miss. We asked the young prince for several days before we finally got in touch with you."

Mu Xianniang smiled and said, "You know my age now, why are you still calling me 'Miss'?"

Chen Qing didn't reply, but said quietly, "I invited you here because I have something to discuss with you."

He said with a serious expression, "A few days ago, some people from the White Lotus Sect stole my manuscript and printed it out ahead of time. As a result, I was summoned by the Zhenfu Division, and I almost lost my life and that of the Gu family!"

"This hatred and resentment can never be erased!"

He looked at Mu Xianniang and said in a deep voice, "Miss, can you help me avenge this grudge?"

Mu Xianniang lowered her head and drank her wine, still smiling: "Young master has probably guessed it. I am also a member of the Holy Sect. Why do you want me to help you deal with the Holy Sect?"

"I know the White Lotus Sect is very powerful."

Chen Qing said calmly, "Mr. Yang once said that the White Lotus Sect is divided into many factions."

Even if the girl is a member of the White Lotus Sect.

He looked at Mu Xianniang and finally smiled: "But since you have been active in Yingtian and the south for many years, you must be different from the White Lotus Sect in Zhili?"

Mu Xianniang lowered her head again and took another sip of wine, then sighed softly.

"You scholars..."

She raised an eyebrow and glanced at Chen Qing, her eyes filled with resentment.

"They have very bad intentions."

(End of this chapter)