After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

Shock!

The heir of the Prince of Zhenbei actually did such a thing in public!

Chen Futu was not mistaken.

Dong Xian'er's newspaper perfectly captured the essence of "Shocking News," with a large, eye-catching headline.

Dong Xian'er's face flushed red.

"Your Highness, as you said, each issue should include a fabricated anecdote that grabs people's attention, preferably about a famous person, so as to stimulate everyone's desire to buy."

"That doesn't mean you can make fun of me."

Chen Futu sat down with the newspaper in his hand, also wanting to know how this little girl was gossiping about him.

The anecdote is short, but in short, it's about Chen Futu sparring with Qin Liangyu, only to be completely outmatched by Qin Liangyu, and then being rewarded by her.

"Your Highness, I can change it."

Dong Xian'er watched Chen Futu's ever-changing expressions with extreme nervousness.

Chen Futu raised an eyebrow and said, "It's not bad. It not only shows the bravery of my Northern Frontier Goddess of War, but also the affability of this young master. You can add the details of a few major battles to this version, then draft the final version and submit it to the Ministry of Commerce so they can notify the printing and sell it throughout the city."

"Yes."

Dong Xian'er finally felt relieved and then asked, "Will I have to write all the newspaper articles from now on?"

"I've asked the Ministry of Commerce to solicit articles from the public, which will also provide some people with an income. You only need to write anecdotes, and of course, you also need to write about major military and national events in the northern frontier, such as the major events like the court bestowing titles upon Zhang Shouren."

"Aren't you afraid that people will have different opinions about this?" Dong Xian'er's big eyes blinked.

“Whoever feeds the people will be their supporter. Not long after I returned to the Northern Frontier, I began to address the issue of land annexation and properly resettle the displaced people. The merchants exchanged land for the benefits of the development zone, and none of them resisted the Northern Frontier government’s orders. In addition, I am the heir of the Prince of Zhenbei, so I believe that my prestige, at least in the Longcheng area, is far higher than that of Zhang Shouren.”

Dong Xian'er wholeheartedly agreed, and her gaze toward Chen Futu became even more tender.

The night is long, Chen Futu should rest.

Dong Xian'er stepped forward to tidy the bedding. Chen Futu looked at her graceful waist and took a deep breath, his lungs filled with the fragrance.

Dong Xian'er noticed something and her cheeks flushed even more.

Chen Futu shamelessly leaned close to her snow-white ear and whispered something.

"I'm in a very bad mood right now. How about you consider becoming my personal maid?"

"Your Highness, I still need to revise the newspaper, so I'll be leaving now."

After saying that, Dong Xian'er covered her face and fled in panic, almost tripping as she went out.

A smile appeared on Chen Futu's lips.

She still wants to run away?

She eats her seafood feast every morning and evening.

Historically, when generals returned home from battle, they would be served by maids to diminish their murderous aura.

Chen Futu had been suppressing his violent energy with his Martial God Body during this period, so there was nothing unusual about him. However, having a woman by his side to warm his bed would be extremely beneficial.

Dong Xian'er is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.

As for Qin Liangyu and Li Xiuning, Chen Futu did not want to get involved, mainly because he could not get over the hurdle in his heart.

Qin Liangyu is a renowned national hero, and even though she is now a personification of another world, she cannot be easily touched.

The following morning, Chen Futu was still half asleep when Yu Qian dragged him out of bed.

"Young Master Yu! What are you doing!"

Yu Qian shouted, "Rumors are spreading throughout the city, which is detrimental to the Crown Prince. Isn't the Crown Prince worried that the morale of the army might waver?"

"Find Guan Yu and Qin Liangyu and spread the word that a grand military parade will be held in the city in three days, so that all the people of Longcheng can come and watch."

"A grand military parade?"

"Those generals' troops are the elite of the elite. They can conduct a military parade without any training, letting the people see the might of Longcheng's army. It also serves as a reminder to certain people not to harbor any improper thoughts. The people will feel at ease seeing our strong and well-equipped army, and so will the merchants. This is called a sense of security and honor. Do you understand?"

"Understood, you can continue sleeping."

After saying that, Yu Qian took off running in a flash.

News of the military parade quickly spread, causing a sensation throughout the city.

The names of Qin Liangyu and others spread throughout the land, and the people hoped to see these heroic figures with their own eyes, so that they would no longer fear the flames of war.

Of course, some rats in the shadows weren't so happy to hear the news.

Those aristocratic families who supported Zhang Shouren were tightly confined to the city by Chen Futu and could not leave, filled with resentment.

The previous rumors were also spread by people they secretly hired.

"Can a mere military parade really restore the people of Longcheng's confidence in him?"

“Who says otherwise? I see him struggling to survive.”

"The imperial edict of the Great Qian Dynasty stated that General Zhang is the heir of the Prince of Zhenbei, yet Chen Futu still claims this title. He is truly shameless."

"By changing the military administration into the regulations of the imperial court, it's clear that Chen Futu has grand ambitions. Why don't we add fuel to the fire?"

The powerful clans were secretly plotting in the shadows, unaware that their every move was being monitored by Chen Futu's personal guards.

Chen Futu spared their lives so that he could one day behead them in front of the army as a sacrifice to Zhang Shouren.

The day before the military parade, the Northern Xinjiang newspaper went on sale for two coins a copy, and sales were extremely brisk.

As expected, the people were very interested in the anecdotes.

Many people were particularly amused when they discovered that the anecdotes were about the Crown Prince.

It felt like His Highness had become much more approachable, no longer so aloof, and as if he had become someone you could see and touch.

In addition, detailed accounts of several major battles were published, with astonishing details among them.

In addition, Dong Xian'er's sharp commentary in the newspaper that Daqian's enfeoffment of Zhang Shouren was an attempt to disintegrate the northern frontier from within and cause widespread suffering in the north quickly put Zhang Shouren in the spotlight, and subsequently, copies of the newspaper were secretly sent to various places.

"Fish of the Northern Frontier, I've even prepared a pot and stove for you. Do you want to jump in?"

Chen Futu sat in a restaurant, sipping fine wine, completely at ease.

Chen Yuling muttered to herself, "I thought my sworn brother was a good person, but I didn't expect..."

"You can know a person's face but not their heart. You better remember this: I'm your brother."

"I know, I will not defect to the enemy."

Although Chen Yuling said that, Chen Futu had already investigated and found that she had different feelings for Zhang Shouren, but she had never shown them, after all, she had the title of sworn brother.

"Your Highness, something has happened."

A bodyguard appeared out of nowhere, startling Chen Yuling.

"Ah Ling, you go out and play first."

"Oh, I'll go find Sister Qin and Sister Xiuning and introduce them to the young masters of the prominent families in the city. After all, she's not young anymore and it's time for her to get married."

"you dare."

Chen Futu glared at her, which frightened Chen Yuling so much that she grabbed Dong Xian'er and ran away.

After they left, the guard said, "Zhang Shouren invites you to meet at the Ten Mile Pavilion outside the city."

"I was waiting for him to make his move, and sure enough, he couldn't wait any longer."

Chen Futu led Dian Wei and one hundred Po Lu guards out of Longcheng and headed straight for Shili Pavilion.