In spring, a shocking thunderclap shook the entire court and the martial arts world.

——Today, the most powerful and most favored courtier of the emperor was beheaded overnight, and the next day, there was only an empty house left where his residence was.

This thunderclap shocked everyone, and even those who had been restless recently seemed to be frightened and quieted down a little.

Hua Chaodu also looked incredible when he heard the news.

When he heard the shopkeeper say that he was going to take action, he really felt that Lord Zheng was not far from being ruined, but he did not expect that this time would only be a short day.

The next day, standing in the court, he looked at the empty place and felt a little dazed.

"This shouldn't happen. What happened?" Hua Chaodu had a face full of question marks. He looked around and saw that many adults standing in the court with him were whispering. Occasionally, someone would secretly look at him, their eyes full of caution and thought.

Hua Chaodu thought at that moment, it's over.

I'm afraid that everyone in the court will now think that he was the one who did it.

This is not surprising, but even if it is him, there is no way to bring down Lord Zheng overnight.

Now this group of people look at him as if he is some kind of great devil.

Hua Chaodu doesn't care about other people's reactions yet. The only thing he cares about now is the emperor's reaction.

He has already been suspected by the emperor. What if the emperor really guesses that it was his doing...

Hua Chaodu carefully raised his head and glanced at the emperor again.

He wanted to guess what happened yesterday through the emperor's reaction. After all, the shopkeeper left in the morning, so Hua Chaodu couldn't ask.

Moreover, the shopkeeper might not be willing to tell him in detail.

Realizing that Hua Chaodu's eyes were looking through her, the old eunuch who had been in the study yesterday felt a slight twitch in her heart.

He glanced at the emperor imperceptibly. He also knew that the emperor had been wary of Hua Chaodu recently. Hua Chaodu must be very confused at the moment.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the emperor say to Hua Duzhu with a amiable face: "Hua Duzhu, how are you these days?"

"Your Majesty, I am in good health these days." Hua Chaodu said with a stiff face, and then chatted with the emperor for a while about some useful and useless family matters.

All of this reached the ears of the group of court officials behind him, and made them more certain that Hua Chaodu was the one who did what happened last night.

Hua Chaodu felt that he had never been so confused in his life.

He always had a strange illusion that the emperor deliberately made others think that he was the one who did what happened to Mr. Zheng.

How could it be? He has been thinking more and more recently.

Why would the emperor do this?

...

"Can you tell me the name of the crew last night?" Feng Qing's friend asked while rubbing his temples.

"What? Are you interested in watching the drama?"

"No, I stay away when it's on."

Feng Qing said while eating the melon seeds she had just roasted, "You really don't know how to appreciate it."

"It's not that I don't know how to appreciate it, it's obviously that the screenwriter is insane, right?" Feng Qing's friend said, "In fact, if he replaced it with a slightly more handsome guy, I would be interested in it, but it might be a little more troublesome to pass the review..."

"Oh, you are so cold." Feng Qing pretended to complain to her friend, which quickly gave her friend goosebumps.

"If you have something to say, just say it, don't be mean to me." Her friend said.

"Come back to the point, what about the story about the inn owner you kept telling some time ago? Did that person cause any trouble later? I had a dream last night, and the person I dreamt about was not someone you made up, and I actually met him. He looks just like my dream lover..."

"Huh..." Before Feng Qing's friend finished her words, she saw a particularly disgusting expression suddenly appear on Feng Qing's face.

Her friend was immediately furious.

"You are sick! You didn't show this kind of expression even when the plot was so disgusting yesterday, so why are you showing this kind of expression now!"

"It's okay, just leave quickly, I don't want to see you." Feng Qing hung up the phone neatly and continued to eat his melon seeds.

She was not being so cold to her friend on purpose, it was simply because she felt that she had to put pressure on her friend for a while to make it easier to bargain in the future.

Yes, it was estimated that she would have some trade dealings with her friend in the near future.

Feng Qing knew that her friend's greatest life skill, apart from eating, drinking and having fun, was daydreaming.

This hero could be said to be a very outstanding fantasy artist, and was famous for producing all kinds of literary and artistic things all year round.

In the past, Feng Qing had been somewhat disdainful of her friend's production, but today she suddenly discovered that her friend was useful, and of great use.

If such a genius was only wasted in the 21st century, it would be a great loss in human history.

After all, Feng Qing was preparing to seize the public opinion camp, play to the advantages of modern people, and try to start a newspaper to see if he could succeed.

Not to mention how her friend persisted in harassing Feng Qing that day, and how Feng Qing persisted in blacklisting her, just to say that for a moment, they were very puzzled as to why such a thing suddenly happened in the court.

"It shouldn't be like this. Everything should be under our control. How could this happen?"

When Xu Erlang heard what was happening in the court, he just fiddled with the abacus in front of him, and then suddenly raised his head and said, "Could this matter be related to the shopkeeper?"

"It shouldn't be. No matter how long the shopkeeper's hands are, it is unlikely that he would reach that place." The people around him immediately denied his idea.

Xu Erlang frowned and didn't say much, while the people around him quickly immersed themselves in the discussion of the court.

Xu Erlang naturally knew that Lord Zheng actually had a moment of support behind him. After all, the guy in Huachaodu was really smart and annoying.

Now he had stepped down inexplicably, and the court had not explained the reason clearly, which made Xu Erlang feel inexplicably anxious.

"We can't rely on Zheng Lao San anymore, can we try to get in touch with the shopkeeper first?" Someone under him suggested to Xu Erlang.

"... Let's do it this way for now." Xu Erlang was silent for a while and said, "The Five Mountains have always played a very important role in the martial arts world since ancient times, and the Five Mountains leaders have not gone down the mountain together for nearly three hundred years."

"If the Five Mountains leaders go down the mountain together this time, no matter what the shopkeeper does, she will be under enough pressure. By then, just dealing with this matter will be enough to make her exhausted."

The news that the Five Mountains leaders went down the mountain spread throughout the martial arts world in one day. Overnight, almost everyone heard about it.

Almost everyone was emotionally excited by the news.

Regardless of their attitude towards the shopkeeper, this was already a rare event in the martial arts world, and not everyone could experience such a thing in their lifetime.

Feng Qing naturally heard about it as well.

When she heard it, she was even drinking millet porridge while eating the inn's newest product, grilled sausages at ten cents a piece.

"Master of the martial arts world, are those guys very powerful?" Feng Qing asked with some curiosity.

"Uh..." Chu Changzui, who came to talk to Feng Qing about this, paused for a second. He really couldn't simply define these five people by how powerful they were.

"Simply speaking from the perspective of martial arts, the five of them can only be regarded as the level of first-class masters in the martial arts world, but if the five of them work together, then there are few people in the entire martial arts world who can be their opponents." This was Chu Changzui's final evaluation.

I see, masters who play in team competitions. Feng Qing thought to himself.

In this world, some people are good at singles, and some are good at team. It seems that the Five Mountains are quite united. Can this be regarded as a group fight because they can't win in a single fight?

Feng Qing shook his head, sighed, and continued to fiddle with the thing in his hand.

Chu Changzui was a little curious, so he went over and just recognized that Feng Qing seemed to be fiddling with a newspaper.

Newspaper?

Chu Changzui's heart suddenly moved.

"Shopkeeper, what are you doing?" He asked Feng Qing pretending to know nothing.

"I'm getting my own newspaper." Feng Qing turned around and said to Chu Changzui with a gentle smile, "Our inn made a little money this year. I bought the bookstore on the corner and plan to sell our newspapers there. Then we will have our own newspapers to read. Aren't you happy?"

Chu Changzui was instantly excited after hearing what Feng Qing said.

Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper actually has such a long-term vision.

Chu Changzui has always felt that public opinion is very important. Unfortunately, there are very few people in the martial arts world who have such a long-term vision like him. Most people do not value the power that this small newspaper can bring.

Some of the more important newspapers are in the hands of large sects. Those large sects can rely on those newspapers to make their voices heard at will, and the voices of other people are all drowned out by these voices.

I didn't expect the shopkeeper to realize this so quickly!

"Really? Can we really have our own newspaper?" Chu Changzui looked at Feng Qing with sparkling eyes, and Feng Qing nodded gently at him.

"That's right."

"Our newspaper will be the largest, best-selling, and everyone-owned newspaper in the world."

"Except for us, there will be no other newspaper in the world with this name."

Chu Changzui was so excited that he almost fainted on the spot.

He looked down at the newspaper in Feng Qing's hand, his expression was extremely excited, but gradually, the smile on his mouth became stiff, and it seemed to be getting stiffer and stiffer.

Feng Qing rubbed Xiaobai's head with a gentle look, looking at him with the expectation of the elders looking at the younger ones.

What is this called? This is the crush of the ancient people by the trend of the later era.

The three views have reshaped what belongs to them.