Feng Quili was stunned for a moment, then looked at Feng Renji meaningfully: "What do you mean by this?"
Feng Renji smiled: "It doesn't mean anything. I just feel that my country, Da Qin, is a country of etiquette, where the elders and the younger are orderly. If you yell randomly, it would be a bit contrary to human ethics."
Feng Quili said with a cold face: "What? Do you still want me to call you brother?"
Feng Renji said calmly: "How many years older than you are, shouldn't you call me brother?"
Feng Quili took a deep breath and said, "Okay. My brother has sued Mr. Hu Hai. He is really full of wings and arrogant."
Feng Renji chuckled: "I'm arrogant and don't dare to take it seriously. I just don't want to be humiliated for no reason anymore."
He touched his face and said with emotion: "The humiliation I suffered when I was beaten by the adults that day is still vivid in my mind when I think about it today."
When Feng Quli saw what he said, he knew that they could not reach an agreement, so he waved his sleeves angrily and returned to his seat.
He looked at Feng Renji from a distance, and the more he looked at him, the angrier he became: Why did the dog he raised have backlash? How many times did I beat the dog, and the dog still held a grudge? This person is truly unfaithful and unjust.
And Feng Renji was also quietly observing Feng Quili.
He suddenly thought: Now my relationship with the Exiled Immortal is getting better and better. Although the banished immortal did not accept me, he mostly tried to repair me every time he saw me. But the banished immortal doesn't seem to dislike me. If one day, through the path of banishing an immortal, can I... sit in Feng Quili's seat?
Thinking of this, Feng Renji was so excited that he couldn't even hold the wine glass.
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On the second floor of the Banished Immortal Building, in a room with the best location, a group of women were sitting.
Inside were Wei Young, the most noble person, and Mrs. Li, the shareholder of the Banished Immortal Tower. All that's left is a group of supporting ladies.
The powerful families in Xianyang City are now very strange.
Those powerful and powerful people all hated Huaiguzi so much that when they thought of this person, they wanted to kick him down and spit on him twice.
Of course, they don't dare to do this kind of thing, mainly because they don't have the ability. But that doesn't stop them from secretly making up little movies like this to comfort themselves.
The women and young ladies in the noble families are very fond of Huaiguzi.
They flocked to all the new inventions of Huaiguzi, including delicious steamed buns and stir-fried vegetables, convenient and clean toilet paper, interesting telescopes and gramophones, and I heard that they recently had cameras. Who doesn’t want to freeze their youthful beauty?
Not to mention, many shops have been built near the Exorcist Building, and all kinds of merchants are staying in them.
It can be said that this place has formed Xianyang's commercial street.
This place is a favorite place for women and young ladies.
Therefore, when it comes to Huaiguzi, they are all full of praise. If anyone slanders Huaiguzi, they will look at him angrily.
This resulted in... almost every family of the powerful people in Xianyang City was in a state of turmoil. From time to time there would be quarrels over the issue of banishing immortals.
Today, the courtiers stayed in one private room and the ladies stayed in another.
In this way, there is no need for quarrels.
These ladies all asked their maids to buy Journey to the North.
After all, products produced by Shangjun Courtyard, in their eyes, are a guarantee of being trendy.
Don’t you buy it if others buy it? When you talk back, you can’t keep up with what others are talking about.
The book was delivered, and these ladies began to leaf through it.
In fact, they don't like reading.
Some women don't know many words, so they don't like to read. They usually just put on makeup, go shopping and so on. Reading...has nothing to do with it.
Some women can read, but they don't read much. Because there is really nothing to read in the books from the pre-Qin era, and most of them are long talks about reasoning. What is the rule of the country, what is the kingly way. It doesn't have much to do with them, and they aren't interested.
It wasn't until Wei Young wrote Romance of the Three Kingdoms and Journey to the West that they began to thrive like seedlings finally getting sunlight. It turns out... books can still be written like this.
Judging from the binding of today’s Northern Journey, well, it’s a bit hard to describe.
But after all, it was recommended by Princess Weiyang, so there must be something special about it.
After flipping through four or five pages of recommendations, I finally reached the main text.
They were stunned when they saw the first painting: This... such a book? Is this a book?
Weiyang remained calm and quietly observed the woman's reaction. Fortunately, they looked a little surprised, but not disdainful, more curious.
Soon, women found such books interesting. On each page, pictures take up most of the space, with only a few lines of text.
It doesn’t look tiring, it’s pleasing to the eye, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t know much about literacy, you can understand it.
Soon, they were immersed in the storyline.
When they saw the bad guys in Beidi County oppressing the good people, they all frowned. When they saw Fu Yao punishing the bullies, they all high-fived.
When they saw that Beidi County was prosperous under Fu Yao's governance and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, they were all happy.
Until the end, Fu Yao was about to follow His Majesty back to the capital.
Those people made umbrellas all night long, and before dawn, they gathered outside the city to see each other off.
Helping the old and carrying the young, reluctant to leave. Facing Fu Yao's chariot, he saluted with tears.
These ladies were so moved that they almost shed tears.
Women are inherently more emotional than men, not to mention that the content in this book is truly touching.
A lady wiped her tears with a tissue and said with emotion: "The common people are not just stupid heads of Guizhou. They remember clearly who treats them well and who treats them badly."
Some noble ladies nodded and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that Mr. Fu Yao could be so heroic at such a young age. We are really lucky to have Mr. Fu Yao and the Exiled Immortal in Great Qin."
There were also a few noble ladies who looked at Fu Yao in the book blankly, feeling full of emotions in their hearts: Well, it would be great if my son was half as good as Mr. Fu Yao. Alas, if Mr. Fu Yao were my son, he would die without regrets.
Soon, the topic among the ladies turned to the Northern Journey, and the discussion was very lively.
Many ladies asked Wei Yang who this Beiming Youyu was.
Weiyang was embarrassed to say it was Fu Yao. After all, he wrote a book to praise himself, which was a bit...
She just smiled slightly and said, "This person doesn't want to show his true colors, so don't ask any more questions."
The ladies nodded and continued to talk about Mr. Fu Yao.
Many people feel that it is a pity that this book could have been longer.
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In the elegant room of the dignitaries, Li Shui and Li Xin were drinking with the courtiers.
Some courtiers did not participate in the fight between several important ministers, so they hid in the corner and watched the fun happily.
When they saw Confucian scholars coming to withdraw their books one after another, they couldn't help but feel very happy.
Today, these courtiers expressed their attitude through actions. Most of them bought Chunyu Yue's hometown of Yao and Shun. As for Journey to the North, haha, except for those sycophants like Zhou Qingchen, who is willing to flatter Huai Guzi in public?
So... no matter how Huaiguzi builds momentum among the people, his books just can't be sold among the dignitaries and courtiers!
Thinking of this, the courtiers felt faintly happy.
Unfortunately, their happiness did not last long. A little maid came in and said to Li Shui: "Sir, some ladies have ordered your servants to come and ask if there is a continuation of the Journey to the North?"
courtier:"……"
Before Li Shui could answer, the courtiers asked uneasily: "Which lady asked?"
After all, those ladies are the family members of these courtiers.
The little maid was a little embarrassed and tried to remember: "There is Mrs. Zhao, there is Mrs. Li, there is..."
Suddenly her eyes lit up and she said: "All the ladies have asked this question. They all bought Journey to the North. After reading it, they were still not satisfied with it, so they wanted to ask if there is anything more to it."
The courtier looked bitter: Huai Guzi had to earn the money. It seems that no one can stop this person from making money.
They've kind of given up struggling.
Li Shui smiled and said to the little maid: "Go back and tell the ladies that the sequel will be out soon. Beiming Youyu is a relatively talented author and writes books very quickly."
After Fu Yao heard the master's praise, he was immediately elated. At the same time, I feel a little ashamed: Yes, my way of combining illustrations with text makes writing very lazy, but it is indeed faster...
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Yingzheng study room.
Ying Zheng was looking at the memorial absentmindedly.
Hu Ji, on the other hand, knelt and sat in the corner tremblingly. Her thoughts were confused. She tried hard to calm down, but the harder she tried, the more confused her heart became.
It was getting late and the sun was about to set. At this time, the competition between Fu Yao and Chun Yuyue should have a result, right?
The outcome of the two of them is directly related to Hu Hai's future, as well as his own life and death.
Thinking of this, Hu Ji broke into cold sweat on her forehead.
Suddenly, a young eunuch came in quietly.
He bowed and said, "Your Majesty, today's book sale has ended."
Ying Zheng gave a faint hum and said casually: "Why did it end so early? According to my estimation, it should have been sold for another half an hour until dark."
Ying Zheng did not ask about the result of the competition because he always felt that Fu Yao might not win.
Unexpectedly, the young eunuch said: "Because Master Fu Yao's books have been sold out, today's book sale is over. It is said that the printing house in Shangjun Villa will work overtime tonight to print more books, and it will continue tomorrow." Book sales.”
Ying Zheng looked at the young eunuch in surprise: "Sold out?"
The young eunuch said: "Yes. Although the books have been sold, there are still some people who refuse to leave. Some wealthy people would rather buy at a higher price. Some people are greedy for profit and sell the books at three or three times the price."
Ying Zheng was surprised and delighted, and asked: "Then who wins and who loses their bet?"
The young eunuch said: "Master Fu Yao won. Master Fu Yao sold a total of 15,000 books. Dr. Chunyu sold 800 books."
Ying Zheng was a little shocked: Fifteen thousand volumes? Are there so many literate people in Xianyang City? Moreover, this book is still being reprinted?
After Hu Ji heard the result, she immediately collapsed to the ground.
It's over, completely over.
Fu Yao's books are selling very well. So when I said that Fu Yao was naive and simple before, I was completely slandering him. I offended Long Yan, is there any good fruit left to eat?
For a moment, Hu Ji's mind was filled with thoughts about how he would die.
Was it Bai Ling who was hanged or poisoned with wine?
Unexpectedly, the young eunuch said hesitantly: "However, Dr. Chunyu does not agree with this result. He hopes to spend the night and see the conclusion."
Ying Zheng asked curiously: "Why is this?"
The young eunuch said: "Although Journey to the North sells very well, there are still quite a few people who regret it after buying it and come to Banished Immortal to withdraw the book."
"Therefore, Dr. Chunyu believes that it doesn't matter if you sell well today, you have to see how much money will be returned tomorrow. At this time, it is not yet known who will win and who will lose."
Ying Zheng nodded.
He felt a little helpless: It is indeed so. Books like Journey to the North... Although Huaiguzi created a great gimmick and deceived many people into buying it, how could they be willing to accept it after they bought it and read it?
Fifteen thousand copies were sold today, and fourteen thousand copies were returned tomorrow.
Shameful, shameful. It's worse than not being able to sell a single copy.
Ying Zheng took a deep breath and thought: Fortunately, when Fu Yao wrote the book, he used the name Beiming Youyu. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing.
Ying Zheng waved his hand and told the young eunuch to retreat.
Then he looked at Hu Ji and said calmly: "You should go back too. I'll see you tomorrow."
Hu Ji responded tremblingly, and then left.
After leaving Ying Zheng's study, Hu Ji was elated.
She knew what this meant. There was an endless stream of people coming to return books? This shows that Fu Yao's book was exaggerated and not that good-looking. Those people felt that they had been deceived, so they came to return the book.
Tomorrow, I will definitely win. When the time comes, His Majesty may change his mind and continue to reuse Hu Hai.
After all... Hu Hai really has the talent to govern the country and can continue the great Qin's foundation for eternity. His Majesty will definitely consider such an important task seriously, rather than making a decision based on his own likes and dislikes.
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It was dark and everything was silent. The printing factory in Shangjun Courtyard is working overtime to print books.
Fu Yao yawned and asked Li Shui: "Master, should we print more? I think the quantity is still a bit small."
Li Shui smiled and shook his head: "No. If there are too many copies printed and anyone can buy them, then our books will not be attractive enough. We just want them to grab them and make them feel that they are taking advantage of them. Yes. Taking advantage that others cannot."
"Even buying books has become a trend and a kind of publicity. In this way, our books can continue to sell well. This is called hunger marketing."
Fu Yao nodded with deep approval and said: "Master's talent is like the waves of the East China Sea, vast and endless as far as the eye can see. He is truly a man from heaven."
Li Shui coughed dryly and said with a straight face: "Don't say such words in the future. Although they are all true, people who don't understand me have heard them and thought that I like flattery."
Fu Yao responded with admiration and said, "Yes, it is rare to see someone as humble as Master."
Li Shui hummed, "That's true. That's why a teacher should set an example and maintain the moral bottom line among nurses and doctors."
Xiangli Zhu wanted to grab the engraving and hit Li Shui on the head.
Why are you so shameless!
I was a magician in the Qin Dynasty
