In fact, for these readers, it is not important whether the two story books continue to be sold. What is important is that they contain Su Shikui's new poems.
The owner of the previous bookstore can say that this is a masterpiece comparable to "The Wine Will Come in". Once released, it will definitely become a spiritual comfort for scholars in Sioux City.
As a result, it suddenly disappeared.
Someone suddenly said: "Master, since you have admitted your mistake, all you have to do is expel these four brothel girls from Zhuangyuan Street, and the script will still be sold."
The speaker was a bookstore owner.
His bookstore is different from ordinary bookstores. It mainly sells collectible books.
Therefore, the moment he saw the flyer, he knew that those script books with poems written by Su Dongchu were of high collection value.
Not to mention three taels of silver a piece, he would not hesitate even if it was thirty taels or three hundred taels.
Because he knew that once Su Dongchu's fame spread throughout the Zhou Dynasty, many powerful people would be willing to spend a lot of money to buy such books.
He had already thought about it. Even if he didn't buy a storybook with poems on it, he would spend a lot of money to get one from someone else.
However……
The storybook is no longer for sale.
It still seems like it will never be sold.
Damn it, doesn't this mean that he was about to make a fortune, but was stopped by Feng Moqing.
Destroying someone's wealth is like killing one's parents!
If Feng Moqing's words weren't reasonable, he would have kicked him out without hesitation. I don't care if you are willing to treat sages as gods, but why do you want to cut off my financial path?
In fact, not only the bookstore owner was full of resentment towards Feng Moqing, but also other people with the same purpose, as well as Su Dongchu's loyal fans.
"Of course not."
Jiang Yifeng looked sincere and shook his head resolutely, "I have read the books of sages for so many years, but I only remembered the word 'education', so I thought about educating these four brothel girls and keeping them away from the shameful place of brothel."
"They were very motivated. In such a cold late autumn season, they risked catching the wind and cold to hand out leaflets on the streets. I was very happy to see their efforts and thought that I had educated them."
"But I never expected that I only cared about educating them, but I didn't expect that this would insult the saints. Unfortunately, I have always considered myself a gentleman, but I did such a thing. I really have no shame in continuing to sell scripts."
After saying these words, Jiang Yifeng pretended to wipe the corners of his tear-free eyes, and secretly observed the scholars around him.
When he saw the indignation on the scholar's face, the corners of his mouth could not help but turn up slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile.
These scholars supported Feng Moqing because Shishi and four brothel girls came to Zhuangyuan Street and lowered the grade of Zhuangyuan Street.
To translate, no matter how good these four brothel girls are, they are worthy of appearing in Zhuangyuan Street like us.
In essence, they are safeguarding the interests of readers.
but……
They don't care about small interests when greater interests are at stake.
For fans, Su Dongchu's poems are a greater benefit, and for bookstore owners, it would be a greater benefit to have poems written by Su Shikui himself.
In front of idols and money, sages are nothing.
“Is it true that I can’t read Su Shikui’s poems?”
A loyal fan stared at Jiang Yifeng with red eyes.
Jiang Yifeng looked at the other person's bloodshot eyes, couldn't help but take a step back, and nodded, "I really can't see it anymore."
True fans ask: “Why can’t you see it?”
Jiang Yifeng sighed: "I have just said the reason. If you still don't understand something, you can ask this senior. Whether you can see it or not depends on his words."
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Feng Moqing.
The loyal fan's eyes were cold and he said word by word: "Tell me, can these two story books be sold?"
Feng Moqing: "..."
After all, after living a long time, he has already seen that everyone around him is hostile to him. If he answers that he cannot sell it, these scholars will not let him go.
However, if he said he could sell it, wouldn't it be a slap in his face? How would he see anyone in the future?
"Say it!"
A bookshop owner suddenly shouted, with an angry look on his face, "You are a sage who talks a lot but doesn't talk a sage. You can't do anything the sages ask you to do. Why should you point fingers at this young master?"
Feng Moqing was so angry that her whole body trembled.
The bookstore owner continued: "It is undeniable that what this young man did is somewhat inappropriate, but after all, he is practicing the words and deeds of the sages. If he can educate these four brothel girls, wouldn't it be a great merit? .”
"As for you, an old man, I know how to hold on to unimportant things. Let me ask you, is it more important to educate the world, or is it more important for four brothel girls to appear on Zhuangyuan Street? Who insulted the saints?"
Feng Moqing began to panic.
Before he came, he thought that he could be reasonable and win over scholars to help him, so he would never be at a disadvantage. However, he never thought that the person who refuted him would be the scholars he wanted to win over.
Can anyone tell me why this is happening?
"The principle of enlightenment proposed by sages is that they know that people in the world are stupid. If people in the world were sensible, there would be no need for enlightenment."
"The mind of a sage is as broad as the sea. It is recorded in "The Record of Sages" that someone pointed at the sage's nose and scolded him in front of his face. The sage was not angry, but smiled. How could it be possible that four educated brothel girls came to Zhuangyuan Street? angry?"
"I remembered that this old man went to a brothel to drink wine three days ago. It seems he didn't have enough money, and he was almost sent to the government by the old madam."
"He talks about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but is full of men who steal and women who are prostitutes. He is really hypocritical. Compared with this young master, this old man is nothing but a maggot."
"He seems to be a well-known storyteller. For a guy like him, he can't write a good storyteller even if he thinks about it. From tomorrow on, I will call on everyone to boycott his storyteller."
Obviously, under the guidance of the bookstore owner, the reputations of Jiang Yifeng and Feng Moqing have undergone a 180-degree reversal.
At this moment, a loyal fan suddenly rushed out and grabbed Feng Moqing by the collar.
Feng Moqing was so frightened that he quickly backed away. However, he was already in his sixties and was no match for young people. He couldn't break away no matter what.
Snapped!
The loyal supporter slapped Feng Moqing in the face, making him so dizzy that stars appeared in his eyes and he almost fell to the ground. He didn't react for a long time.
Ha...tui...
The loyal fan spit in Feng Moqing's face and said: "Compared to you, this young master understands the righteousness well and always practices the words and deeds of sages. He is a role model for us scholars. If you continue to talk nonsense, I will give up this job." Even my life will not let you go."
