Since merging with Baihuage, the painted boat, along with Huayu's reputation, has attracted even more literati and scholars.

When Chen Futu arrived, Hua Yu was nervously looking at the second floor. She thought to herself, "Your Majesty, where did that girl come from?"

"You didn't actually hit her, did you?"

"No, but I can sense that her strength is far above mine."

Hua Yu almost fought with Diao Chan last night, but when she sensed the faint but powerful aura emanating from Diao Chan, she abandoned the idea. She wouldn't be as reckless as Dian Wei.

Chen Futu gave a wry smile and went upstairs. There he saw Diao Chan, dressed in a thin red dress, swaying to the sound of the zither. Her ethereal figure resembled a fairy in the mortal world, and every move she made was pleasing to the eye.

As the master of the painting, Hua Yu had carefully appreciated all the beauties in the world. She had even paid a visit to all the women on the list of beauties. Although those women were beautiful, they were far inferior to Diao Chan. Even though she was a woman, she couldn't help but feel a fondness for Diao Chan.

She was born a femme fatale.

"Your Majesty, you have arrived."

Diao Chan turned her head, gathered her sleeves, and floated over, bringing with her a fragrant breeze that filled her lungs, a sensation beyond words.

Chen Futu asked, "Chan'er, do you want to stay on the painted boat?"

“My lord, I fear that if I stay by your side, it will invite criticism. It would be better for me to stay here, where you can summon me at any time.”

Diao Chan also considered the negative impact, as her appearance was too stunning, and she feared that someone might use her to criticize the king for indulging in lust. Besides, this place was not far from the royal court, and the king could come over whenever he missed her.

"Alright, you can stay if you want, but I would like to invite you to hold a literary gathering to attract more talented people and wealthy merchants from all over the world to Dragon City."

Chen Futu briefly explained his thoughts.

For example, the "Popularity Ranking" should be updated; Diao Chan is the undisputed number one.

With this title, scholars who appreciate elegance and beautiful women will surely yearn for it, which will be beneficial to Longcheng.

At that time, Diao Chan only needs to show her face to make the pleasure boat famous. As for anyone who wants to become her lover, they are just dreaming.

"I understand, and I will certainly not disappoint Your Majesty."

Diao Chan blinked her dark eyes, her gaze as gentle as a pool of spring water.

Hua Yu got goosebumps when she saw her like this.

What does it mean to be naturally alluring? It means that even without deliberately using seduction, one can still make people weak at the bone.

Only the King could resist Diao Chan's allure; any other emperor would probably have already been unable to resist taking up arms.

Next, Hua Yu asked his female subordinates to create many portraits of Diao Chan, and then publicized them through the Longcheng Daily.

In just one day, everyone in Longcheng knew that a fairy maiden from the mortal world had arrived on the painted boat.

The pleasure boat was immediately filled with noise as many scholars and scions of prominent families arrived, shouting that they wanted to see the fairy.

Diao Chan did not disappoint. She simply walked around the second floor with a light veil on her face, and the people below went crazy.

"Fairy, marry me—"

"They are truly divine beings!"

Chen Futu watched this crazy scene in astonishment from the private room.

Who would have thought that traveling to another world would lead to witnessing the lively scene of fans idolizing celebrities?

"Everyone, please be patient." Hua Yu approached the group with a smile. "Miss Diao Chan is merely a guest on the painted boat, not a member of the group. However, she has always loved poetry and classical literature, so she plans to hold a literary gathering in a month. At that time, everyone can once again catch a glimpse of the beautiful fairy of the mortal world."

"Another month? That's too long! I'll offer a thousand gold pieces just to let me see her!"

"I'll also offer a thousand gold!"

"Yeah, it's not like you'll lose a piece of flesh just by taking a look!"

These young masters from wealthy families are truly rich; they spend a fortune just to catch a glimpse of a beautiful woman—it's outrageous!

Diao Chan asked softly, "Your Majesty, do you need this money?"

"Of course."

"I will go again."

Diao Chan went downstairs again, but Chen Futu didn't go to see her. Anyway, the cheers and screams from those guys downstairs almost lifted the roof off the pleasure boat.

They saw the true face for a few seconds and were completely bewitched, shouting loudly about love and affection, which was unbearable to hear.

Half an hour later, several boxes were piled up in front of Chen Futu, containing about 300,000 taels of silver.

The term "thousand gold" does not refer to a thousand catties of gold. One gold is equal to one yi, which is twenty taels of silver. Diao Chan went out for a walk just now, and at least a dozen people spent a fortune on her. In other words, Diao Chan only needs to use her connections a few times to get the military funds. It's simple and crude.

"Keep this money with you; you'll need it anytime."

Chen Futu did not intend to accept the money; she could keep it as a separate private treasury.

Diao Chan smiled gently and settled down beside her.

Chen Futu's hand moved uncontrollably toward her fair thigh. Her face was flushed and soft in his arms, as if boneless, and her full lips were red and luscious.

Those guys outside would never have imagined that the "Fairy of the Mortal World" they were talking about was being groped by the King of the Northern Frontier.

Now that Diao Chan is in charge of the pleasure boat, business will definitely get better and better. In the future, it won't be as simple as spending a fortune to see Diao Chan.

In addition, she can be used as a spokesperson for some products in the future...

"Your Majesty, someone has come to visit."

Before Chen Futu had even left the painted boat, a group of elite guards came to deliver a message: "They claim to be from the Ancient Palace."

"Ancient Palace?"

Chen Futu's heart stirred. The two sides had clashed twice before. Once was when Xue Tong attacked Qingyi, and the other time was when Yin Jian, backed by the ancient palace, kidnapped Long Luo in an attempt to seize the Heavenly Secret Token and the Peace Ruler. His visit now was probably also for the two treasures.

"Let them come on the pleasure boat."

Chen Futu gave the order, and soon after the Tiger Guards left, they arrived with three men.

The two men and one woman were all middle-aged. None of the three had blood-red eyes. In terms of strength, two were Grandmasters and one was a Grandmaster, which showed how terrifying the foundation of the ancient palace was.

The middle-aged man in the lead had a goatee and a sinister smile. The other two carried long swords and were clearly ruthless killers.

Chen Futu raised an eyebrow and looked at the three of them without saying a word, while Diao Chan sat beside him, appearing like an ordinary woman.

"I pay my respects to Your Majesty."

The man gave a perfunctory bow, and Chen Futu said, "I have no particular connection with the ancient temple."

"Your Majesty is joking. It was all a misunderstanding. We had no intention of being enemies with the Northern Frontier. Our previous actions were all because of Zhongnan Mountain."

"Qingyi is my mentor. You dare to show yourselves after I attacked her? Aren't you afraid I'll kill you all?"

Chen Futu swayed his wine glass leisurely, exuding an indescribable languor.

The middle-aged grandmaster holding the sword sneered, "King of the Northern Frontier, don't be so ungrateful. The Ancient Palace sent us as envoys to give you face."

"Is that so?" Chen Futu deliberately widened his eyes. "What would happen if I didn't give him face?"

"If I don't give you face, I'll destroy the Northern Frontier. Did you think that having a Confucian sage and a sword sage would make you an enemy of the Ancient Palace? If I really wanted to kill you, it would only take a word!"

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