CHAPTER 48: I, OLD GENG, AM WRITING SCRIPTS WITH CHU RIVER!

This is an extra Chapter of "The Son-in-law" crossover, not affecting the main plot. Can be skipped.

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Old Geng woke up in a daze by the wall, hearing a cacophony of cheers outside the alley.

He reached out and touched his head, then looked up and down at himself, realizing he was still wearing a clean and new guard uniform.

The belt was just as tight, cinching his belly.

And the wall and ground were exceptionally clean; the small alley didn’t have many people, yet the wall was painted with a large, exquisite mural. He could vaguely recognize a few incomplete words.

"Prosperity, Democracy, Civility, Harmony..."

He felt puzzled, touched the sword on his waist, and walked towards the source of the noise at the mouth of the alley.

As soon as he left the alley, he stood frozen on the spot!

In front of him was a huge square with various exquisite small carts arranged neatly, reminiscent of their selling century eggs in Jiangning.

The noise came from another area where men and women, young and old, gathered densely, doing who knows what.

Young girls and boys wearing clothes that exposed arms and legs made Old Geng’s face grow hot, and he quickly lowered his head.

Yet, curiosity got the better of him.

After all, in the distance he could see the squares behind towering and astonishing buildings seemingly reaching the Heavenly Palace!

Precious glass was embedded on the walls, mirroring outside images more clearly than their custom-made brass mirrors from Su’s Cloth Store!

Geng Guard was stunned, involuntarily taking a few steps forward.

By the time he came to his senses, he was inexplicably caught in the rows of crowds.

He couldn’t see ahead through the sea of heads.

Not knowing where he was, in an immortal land or dream?

He dared not move rashly, but two elegantly made-up young girls followed behind, wearing Jiangning’s fashionable style clothes, chatting:

"Wow, Chen Xinyue, where did you buy your Hanfu?"

"Tian Tian, you’ve lost so much weight, where did you get your hair accessories? They’re so pretty!"

Geng Guard stayed silent cautiously.

Then looked closely at those in line around him, everyone holding a beautifully bound book with a cover showing a vast ocean and indistinct silhouettes, revealing the legendary Merfolk.

Title: "From the Deep Sea."

Author: Little White Lotus.

Description: When a mermaid from the deep sea meets the passionate him, what sparks will fly between them?

Although the fonts were still incomplete, Geng Guard could vaguely recognize them.

He felt restless.

— The cover was so beautifully crafted with careful design, hiring an artist from who knows where to paint such a lovely Merfolk!

And the description...

It’s said that Merfolk weave water into sashes and cry tears into pearls; if in love with a human...

His restless heart grew even warmer.

As his sturdy body moved, a small space unexpectedly opened around him.

Then, Geng Guard clasped his hands:

"Pardon me. May I ask where the book in your hands is purchased and what it’s about?"

The two girls, already guessing from the figure of the person ahead wearing Hanfu, thought he wouldn’t be handsome.

Unexpectedly, turning around revealed a face covered in bushy beard—whether real or fake was unknown.

Looking rough, could he be playing Cosplay?

So dedicated.

The outfit, the sword, so exquisite!

Even the speech was sophisticated, really into character.

The two girls exchanged glances, immediately responding warmly:

"Aren’t you in line as a fan of ’From the Deep Sea’? Today’s the author’s book signing event. Generally, books are sold near the author’s seat."

Geng Guard felt a jolt.

Heavens!

Writing a story could attract such following!

Looking around front and back, it’s likely there are tens of thousands of people. The author can hold a signing event!

It must be the story is written very well!

His heart was instantly itching, standing on tiptoes to gaze ahead. But there were too many people; he couldn’t see anything.

The two girls comforted him:

"It’s okay, you can let the person behind sign first when you make it to the front, and then buy the book on-site."

"I thought there were no older male fans of such romance novels, but uncle, you..."

The two girls caught each other’s eye, breaking into secret laughter, who knows what struck them.

Geng Guard felt excited: "How much silver coin for this storybook?"