When Zheng Sanniang met someone who had also read this book for the first time, she responded without hesitation: "No, I saw Chu Muxue drugging her. Even though I know that Mrs. Chu is very skilled in medicine, I can't help but be worried about her."
"Chu Muxue is stupid and vicious. She thinks that all the agencies have been wiped out and is complacent about her own plan. Little does she know that there is someone outside. Mrs. Chu has already seen through her treacherous plan." Lu Hongzhuo said happily.
"Lü Langjun is the owner of this bookstore. Have you read the following article?" Zheng Sanniang asked Xu Chengyue if he was successful, and asked Lu Hongzhuo secretly.
Old God Xu Chengyue was on the ground taking a sip of the sour plum drink brought to him by his servant, pretending not to hear.
Zheng Guogong looked at the cup in his hand, watching the sweet-scented osmanthus floating in the purple-red soup, and quietly raised his ears to eavesdrop.
Lu Hongzhuo didn't expect that she would target him, and looked at Xu Chengyue for help. Seeing that she didn't raise her head, he could only stammer, "...My father is still here, and I can't be called the master. The little lady is joking. .”
Although he is indeed in charge at the moment, can he say that? Definitely not, Mrs. Xu is still at the scene.
Zheng Sanniang hated the fact that iron cannot become steel, and looked back regretfully, "I'm sorry, it's me who made things difficult for others."
"It's just that Father Chu is too hateful, ungrateful, and inhumane. He is worse than a beast. And he is Mrs. Chu's father. I don't know how she should make a choice." Zheng Sanniang sighed, sincerely worried about her.
Zheng Guogong fell into deep thought and frowned, "Maybe Madam Chu's biological father is not him, otherwise why would he be so indifferent to this daughter? The book only says that Madam Chu looks like her mother, not her father. Is this a hint? the truth?"
He doted on his daughter, so naturally he couldn't understand how someone could be so cruel to his own flesh and blood, so he made a bold guess.
As soon as he finished speaking, the three people present looked at him.
"Didn't Aye say that he has never read this book and that a friend forcibly gave it to you?" Zheng Sanniang asked confusedly.
Lu Hongzhuo did not expect that this gentleman, who looked serious and serious in speech, would also read this book, and he opened his lips slightly in shock.
Xu Chengyue was impressed. This idea was too advanced. It seemed that Zheng Guogong was also very suitable for being a writer. His imagination was good! But he guessed wrong. What she wrote was really her own. Only her own flesh and blood would make the hatred more profound and pull the readers' emotions even more.
Only when Zheng Guogong came out of his thoughts did he realize that he had spoken out what was on his mind and let the three people present hear it.
Damn it, where is his face!
Fortunately, it's not a big problem. One of them is his cub, and the other two don't know that he is Zheng Guogong.
Zheng Guogong, who didn't know that Xu Chengyue had decoded it, was secretly thankful.
"How come you can see it but I can't?!" Zheng Guogong was stunned and confident, completely unaware that he was strong on the outside but strong on the inside.
"Aye, I never said this. It's because Aye didn't admit it and insisted on saying that he hadn't seen it." Zheng Sanniang was not afraid of the airs he put on and said with a teasing smile.
This rebellious girl! Tear him down in front of him! He would never plead for her in front of her mother-in-law again!
Zheng Guogong was almost furious.
"Okay, the things are done, let's go back home." Zheng Guogong felt that he was humiliated and didn't want to stay any longer.
"Aye just got teased a few times, why are you so anxious?" Zheng Sanniang was in the middle of the conversation and didn't want to go back at all, pouting dissatisfiedly.
Xu Chengyue watched the interaction between their father and daughter in amusement. Zheng Sanniang looked like a child who had been pampered and grown up, soaking in a honeypot and not afraid of his father at all.
She couldn't help but feel a bit envious in her heart. The relationship between her and her father in her previous life could only be described as rigid. After graduating and becoming independent, apart from paying her money on time every month, she didn't usually have much contact with him.
Her father was reluctant to spend money and saved up to buy a house for her brother to get married. There is such a thing as father's love in this world, but it is never in her body.
Zheng Sanniang couldn't resist her and insisted on leaving, so she had no choice but to follow her back.
Before leaving, I thanked Xu Chengyue again.
She watched the father and daughter get into the car and drive away surrounded by servants, and then said goodbye to Lu Hongzhuo.
The servants carried several boxes filled with silk into the carriage, and Xu Chengyue returned home loaded with this considerable reward.
After having such a big harvest, Xu Chengyue wanted to go to the West Market and buy all the things she wanted to buy but didn't have enough money.
But stacking boxes on the car is very cumbersome and makes driving inconvenient.
Moreover, silk was a hard currency in the Tang Dynasty. Such a large amount of top-quality silk and satin would attract attention on the street, which was not safe, so it was better to transport it back first.
With money, Xu Chengyue was in a great mood.
One of her favorites is a piece of pink silk, with tentacles like running water that show delicate dark lines in the sunlight.
Xu Chengyue has been coveting the pink round-neck robe for a long time, and she can finally get one.
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Jian Hang had nothing to do, so he came to attend a cultural gathering at the invitation of his classmates.
I regretted it after I came.
They are all a group of "gifted men" who speak better than they sing and think highly of themselves. Their talents are rare and they are used to putting on airs.
I just finished the last topic and started talking about the next one.
During this period, someone started talking.
"Brothers, do you know a book recently published by Shanhai Bookstore?"
"Why don't you know? It's just that - hey, I'm ashamed to say this name. Buying and selling by force is extremely abominable!"
It's not a forced purchase or sale, it's at most a forced gift, Jian Hang thought to himself.
"I heard that the sales are very good, and there are people queuing up. People nowadays, instead of reading the words of sages, actually regard this disgusting thing as a standard."
"How does a vulgar thing that is meant to attract publicity deserve to be printed in a book? I thought before that this Shanhai Bookstore was different from ordinary businessmen pursuing profit. It smelled like copper. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the same species."
"The person who wrote this book is not good at writing, and I'm afraid he has no ambitions. He only has three benefits in front of him."
"It's really disgusting. Brother Yu's articles were printed and sold by Shanhai Bookstore. Now that I think about it, it's really a shame and a shame to come from the same place as those evil books."
"Who is here? Why don't we all stop printing books at Shanhai Bookstore in the future, and give them some color to see, so that they can know the pros and cons." Someone was the first to suggest.
"That's right, I second the motion!"
"I also agree!"
"certain……"
Everyone spoke one after another.
Jian Hang was secretly speechless. The sour faces of these people were so ugly. Aren't they just jealous of others for making money? It's like speaking for heaven.
Seeing this group of people, Jian Hang decided not to get involved anymore and sneaked away.
On the way back, he thought about whether to tell Yueming, the author of the book, about this.
It's not that he cares much, but if the author is shocked and stops writing in the future, then his sister will have no books to read, so she will pester him.
Jian Hang made good excuses for himself and refused to admit that he was worried.
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When she received the letter, Xu Chengyue had just received a newly made light pink round-neck robe, with a dark green silk belt tied around her waist, which was knotted at the waist and hung down naturally.
This outfit is simple yet elegant, and the combination of pink and green is extremely harmonious.
Xu Chengyue happily took a look at herself in the mirror, put on her hairdress and tied a flower on her temples.
Just like a pretty little lady.
"Little lady, the letter from the reader has arrived. Do you want to read it now?" Qiu Lu took the letter box sent by Lu Langjun.
"Look, look now." Xu Chengyue was in a good mood and couldn't wait to hear the reader's rainbow fart.
The first letter was indeed like this, and Xu Chengyue felt so comfortable.
However, the next letter was completely different. She read it from beginning to end and frowned slowly.
Does anyone want to boycott her? Is she already so eye-catching?
No, she had to tell Lu Langjun that the two of them were collaborators. These scholars should be very influential among scholars, otherwise both of them would be ruined.
Xu Chengyue quickly got on the carriage and drove all the way to Shanhai Bookshop.
When she came in, Lu Hongzhuo was checking the printing of the next book. He was surprised by her unusual clothes. He smiled and held his hands, "Mrs. Xu is so charming today, she will definitely capture the hearts of many young ladies."
Xu Chengyue returned the gift, not in the mood to joke, and then said: "Lü Langjun, something bad is going on. Some scholars are going to boycott us."
"Boycott? How to boycott?" Lu Hongzhuo's expression changed and he asked anxiously.
"I read a letter from a reader, and it said that he went to a literary conference, and many people there hated my book and thought Shanhai Bookstore was not good. They decided not to hand over articles to Shanhai Bookstore for printing in the future, so that we would know Pros and cons." Xu Chengyue handed the letter to Lu Hongzhuo.
Lu Hongzhuo followed her words and glanced at the contents of the letter with a strange look on his face.
