Imperial City, Tai Chi Palace.

After Li Shimin finished his lunch break, Manager Li walked carefully to the study.

"Your Majesty, Young Master Wei, Young Master Qin, Young Master Cheng, and Young Master Fang have jointly opened a chamber of commerce." Manager Li said with a smile.

"Opening a chamber of commerce? Isn't this nonsense? What kind of business does the son of a dignified prince do? Really..." Li Shimin hated the fact that iron cannot become steel.

Manager Li certainly knew what Li Shimin was thinking, so he smiled and said, "I heard that Mr. Wei opened the Chamber of Commerce to formulate national policies and connect Chang'an and Anping through commercial connections."

"Oh? Is that so?"

"In that case, Shu Yu is determined and wants to handle this matter well." Li Shimin nodded with satisfaction.

"The chamber of commerce opened by Shuyu, what does it sell?"

"Go back to Your Majesty and ask for perfume, soap, and mosquito coils."

Manager Li said as he took out the perfume and handed it to Li Shimin.

Li Shimin opened the lid of the porcelain, and an aroma suddenly hit him, refreshing his heart and mind.

Li Shimin smelled the fragrance, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "If the concubines in the harem use this perfume... I will talk to them again..."

"nice one!"

Manager Li spoke again: "Your Majesty, Mr. Wei said that the Chamber of Commerce has your Majesty's share, so he sent hundreds of coins to the palace, saying it was used as your Majesty's personal money."

"Haha, you are indeed Wei Shuyu, you have won my heart!"

"Okay, that's right. In that case, I will accept Wei Shuyu's suggestion and keep an eye on this chamber of commerce for me!" Li Shimin ordered.

"Yes, your Majesty, don't worry."

"I'm tired, I'm going to the harem." Li Shimin couldn't wait to try this perfume.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

…

After half a day of fermentation, Chang'an Chamber of Commerce's perfumes, soaps and mosquito coils have become popular in Chang'an.

Countless people and merchants flocked here to buy these three things.

The Chang'an Chamber of Commerce operates three shifts, and its production capacity can barely be doubled, which is simply not enough for the entire city of Chang'an.

There was no other way but to slowly expand production capacity. Wei Shuyu had achieved the effect he wanted, changing the situation of the human race, gaining strands of luck, and constantly increasing.

In half an hour, a full hundred strands were added.

Obtaining the clues of luck is the foundation of Wei Shuyu's confidence!

It’s half past August, the early heat has dissipated, and the weather is getting cooler day by day.

Time is like water, and the wheel of history is rolling forward. According to rumors, Chen Guangrui successfully arrived in Jiangzhou a few days ago to take office.

The water thief Liu Hong did not succeed and was thrown into prison.

It is said that Yin Wenjiao also married Chen Guangrui, but I wonder if Jin Chanzi has been reincarnated at this moment?

The original history has been changed, and Wei Shuyu is not sure whether the child Yin Wenjiao will give birth to in the future will still be Tang Monk...

Wei Shuyu stood quietly in the courtyard, watching the leaves of the sycamore tree falling with the wind, knowing that it was autumn.

"After the beginning of spring, we will go to Anping County. The thirteenth year of Zhenguan will also be over. Time waits for us not!"

Wei Shuyu stood quietly, listening to the sound of the wind, thinking about it for a long time, and finally left the house and walked towards the southwest corner of Chang'an City.

Yuan Shoucheng still has a fortune-telling stall here.

"Mr. Yuan." Wei Shuyu approached and saluted.

"Haha, it turns out to be Mr. Wei, please sit down." Yuan Shoucheng said with a slight smile.

Wei Shuyu also checked Yuan Shoucheng's information through the system this time.

Name: Yuan Shoucheng

Race: Human race

Qualification: Peak of acquired human race

Cultivation: Peak of Lianxu Hedao

Skills: acquired gossip, King Wen’s divination

Wei Shuyu looked at Yuan Shoucheng's cultivation level and couldn't help but be shocked, "This Yuan Shoucheng's cultivation level... is actually higher than Yuan Tiangang?"

Yuan Tiangang is just in the state of refining the gods and returning to the virtual world...

Yuan Shoucheng asked with a smile: "I wonder what Mr. Wei wants to calculate when he comes here this time?"

A mysterious smile appeared on Wei Shuyu's face, "I want to calculate the whereabouts of Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng!"

"What? Mr. Wei knows his nephew?"

"I have a chance encounter. It's quite a coincidence. I want to meet again. I wonder if sir, can you tell me?"

Yuan Shoucheng stared at Wei Shuyu and said slowly: "Young Master is favored by Your Majesty and is about to go to Anping. At this time, you are looking for my nephew, and you have a far-reaching goal!"

Wei Shuyu was not too surprised when he heard what Yuan Shoucheng said. His Majesty sent him to Anping. Many veterans already knew about it. It was not surprising that he, Yuan Shoucheng, could figure it out.

"Shuyu is going here for the sake of our Tang Dynasty and our people. I hope you know this!" Wei Shuyu's face became solemn and he said in a deep voice.

"Hahaha, if you have such ambitions, why not tell you the location of my nephew? But Tiangang probably won't go with you."

After Yuan Shoucheng finished speaking, he wrote a location on the cloth with a brush and handed it to Wei Shuyu.

Wei Shuyu took a brief look and saw that it was a Taoist temple outside Chang'an City. "Thank you sir. Anyway, I want to give it a try. I... the human race doesn't have much time left!"

After Wei Shuyu finished speaking, he clasped his fists in salute, turned around and left.

Yuan Shoucheng sat there with a shocked look on his face, "There is not much time left for the human race? What does this mean?"

"Is it possible that he has also seen the loss of luck in our race? It is absolutely impossible. He is just a mortal. At most, he has a richer literary spirit..."

"That's all, that's all, Tiangang probably won't go with him. Hasn't Tiangang been thinking of ways to help the human race these years?"

…

Wei Shuyu left Chang'an City, and the magic power from the late stage of refining Qi in his body was circulating on his legs. He walked through the fertile fields, shuttled through the mountains and forests, and ran for a hundred miles until he arrived in front of a temple.

This Taoist temple is called Qianlong Temple, which looks like a hidden dragon hidden in the mountains. It is lush and green and has a relatively strong acquired aura.

"Wei Shuyu, please see Yuan Tiangang, Mr. Li Chunfeng, and also ask this little brother to go and report."

"This layman doesn't need to be polite." The doorman nodded politely.

Qianlong Temple, Daozang Pavilion.

Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng looked extremely embarrassed, their hair was messy, and they had not washed themselves for at least ten days.

Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng looked through the entire Daozang Pavilion and kept muttering: "It's strange, it's strange, it's really strange. The newly-incarnated soul of the Jinghe Dragon King is not afraid of the fate of our race?"

"Why is the resentment so strong?"

Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng spent all their time searching for Dao Zang, just to find the mystery of why the Jinghe Dragon King is not afraid of the fate of the human race!

"Two master uncles, a layman from Wei came to the mountain gate to ask for an audience." The Taoist boy said respectfully.

"No, no!"

"I'm busy, I don't have time."

"Okay, Uncle Master, I will go and reply now."

Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng seemed to hear the word "Wei" and immediately said: "Wait a minute, who is it?"

"Uncle Master, Wei Shuyu."

"See!"

"Invite him in!"

Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng suddenly changed their painting styles. This boy from the Wei family is really unpredictable. How could a mortal know about dragon slaying? Isn't this what Wei Zheng said?

If Wei Zheng had said it, would this kid know more about other things?

Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng looked at each other and said, "Try to trick this kid!"

Qianlong Temple, in the main hall.

Wei Shuyu saw Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng, but looking at their appearance, he couldn't help laughing, "What? Have you two gentlemen just returned from famine?"

"What does this mean?" Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng were not aware of their appearance.

"My hair is messy and my clothes are wrinkled. I can't help but think about it, haha." Wei Shuyu chuckled.

"The image doesn't matter, it's a trivial matter. How did you know that the two of us are here? We came here specially to visit?" Yuan Tiangang asked.

"The boy went to ask Mr. Yuan Shoucheng."

"Did you find my uncle?"

"good."
To be continued...