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Seeing Lin Nianrou's small hand on the Book of Songs, the girl's expectation was revealed in her phoenix eyes.
Just like a young girl yearning for spring, she misses her lover.
Where is the so-called Iraqi?
"Miss, what time is it, why are you so calm!" the servant girl said anxiously, seeing that Lin Nianrou didn't seem to be listening to her own words at all.
"Time is fate, so what if I am sad?"
Lin Nianrou said slowly.
The emperor's decree cannot be changed, so what if she is unwilling?
She can't resist the order, because she can't live up to the Lin family's kindness in nurturing her. If she resists the order and does not respect it, the whole family of the Lin family will commit a serious crime of treason.
"Miss?"
The servant girl looked at Lin Nianrou, and said to herself why her lady's life is so hard, and her own life is also so hard.
After marrying Lin Nianrou, I must be a housemaid in the future. Thinking of Han Ce, the grievance in my heart is like a thousand strands of hair.
"Tomorrow should be a new chapter in the Book of Songs, right?"
Lin Nianrou smiled and asked the maid in front of her.
In fact, she can see it too, but she can't help herself now, let alone her.
"Um!"
Sensing that Lin Nianrou didn't care at all, the maid nodded reluctantly. Since the book of songs was published, it has become a part of Lin Nianrou's life.
Lin Nianrou never tires of watching it.
"Miss, is this book of poetry really so beautiful?"
"Of course, every story in it is very moving, reflecting people's joy and suffering! Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river continent, a fair lady, a gentleman! Don't you think this is very artistic and very pleasant to listen to? "
When Lin Nianrou spoke, it was like being in the artistic conception brought by the Book of Songs. .
"Miss, the master told you to go there!"
Lin Nianrou chatted with the maid in the room, and the maid from the mansion came to inform Lin Nianrou.
"I see!"
Lin Nianrou nodded, she knew that what should come was still coming.
Zhenyuanhou Mansion.
"Hou Ye's Danbo Bookstore has sent a letter, saying that your Book of Songs is in short supply, and I hope Hou Ye will write more!" Mu Hanfeng passed the news of the flying pigeon to Han Ce.
"It is because the supply exceeds the demand that it became popular. Once the street is rotten, it will be useless."
Han Ce took the note and glanced at the message on it.
When the Book of Songs is published, the net profit of a month is 20 million taels of silver, which can be said to be a sudden wealth industry.
"I have already written this month!"
Han Ce took out the new chapter that he had written, "This time, we will have a fan benefit. If any fans want to say something to the author, they can write a letter and send it to Danbo Bookstore. Maybe his letter will be read by the author." !"
Han Ce said slowly that establishing a relationship with book fans is conducive to the author's long-term development.
"good!"
Mu Hanfeng nodded, and walked out with a book.
"who?"
Mu Hanfeng dared to walk out of the door, and a icy light flashed across the corner of his vision, accompanied by the faint sound of the sword in the light and shadow, the sound of the sword passed softly, and the sword light pierced in front of Mu Hanfeng.
"Pfft¡ª¡ª"
A blood splashed, and the blood became conspicuous and dazzling under the moonlight.
Mu Hanfeng stood under the eaves holding the Mercy Sword, his face was frosty, and his eyes were as daunting as glaciers.
"Who? Dare to trespass into Zhenbeihou Mansion?"
Mu Hanfeng asked coldly.
In front of him was a corpse, he had just sneaked into his own corpse, killed him with a sword, and his throat was sealed with blood.
"kill!"
The person who came here obviously didn't expect that there was such a master in Zhenbeihou's mansion, he was stunned for a few seconds, then he reacted and immediately rushed towards Mu Hanfeng.
Under the bright moonlight, swords and swords were reflected on the doors and windows, and the sound of weapons colliding changed from dense to sparse, and finally there was no sound outside.
After waiting until there was no sound, Han Ce put down the teacup in his hand, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The door opened.
"My Lord!"
Mu Hanfeng stood in front of Han Ce.
"How about it?"
Han Ce asked.
"Ten people, six levels of cultivation, well-trained should be assigned by others!" Mu Hanfeng replied.?, looking at the dead body on the ground, I didn't expect such a thing to happen when I first came to the capital.
"Deal with it!"
Han Ce said lightly, for the scene in front of him, Han Ce did not have the slightest fear, but showed calmness, as if it was commonplace.
"clear!"
Mu Hanfeng nodded, the whistle sounded, and within a moment, twenty or so people gathered in the mansion, shadow guards, dead soldiers secretly trained by Han Ce.
Three days passed in a flash.
Lin Nianrou got up early to wash up, and after breakfast, "Father, mother, daughter, leave!"
"Xiao Rou!"
Lin Mingzhang stopped Lin Nianrou.
"Father, what's the matter?"
"I'm going to get married soon, so don't go out!" Lin Mingzhang reminded that everyone who is a lady should stay out of the door and never go out.
Now that she is about to get married, and she still runs out all day, it is inevitable that people will not gossip.
"knew!"
Lin Nianrou nodded.
But not today, she must go out today, because it is the day when the new chapter of the Book of Songs is updated, she is going to buy it, if it is late, it will be gone.
Danbo Bookstore opened on the busiest street in the capital.
The monthly rent is one hundred taels of silver.
The owner of the bookstore is Zhuang Bufan, who is known as the most talented man in the capital. It is rumored that Zhuang Bufan was born under the great Confucianist Mr. Hongru. He is familiar with ancient and modern classics, and he knows all the books in the world.
Especially the first-hand calligraphy is unmatched from ancient times to the present, and it has opened up a self-contained school of wild grass in calligraphy.
Many high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital will come to ask for words when they encounter happy events.
Zhuang Bufan became very famous in the capital, and was even appreciated by Emperor Jingrui, who called him the Great Liang Scholar!
"Why isn't Master Zhuang open for business?"
Early in the morning, the door of the Danbo Bookstore was deemed to be watertight, which made Zhuang Bufan very helpless, and it was like this on the fifteenth day of every month.
"Don't worry, everyone!"
Zhuang Bufan was wearing a white robe with a pattern of fresh water and ink on it, a jade crown with his hair tied up, holding a paper fan in his hand and was polite, "The shop is under preparation and will definitely open on time!"
Zhuang Bufan said with a smile.
"Master, it's ready!"
The man stepped forward and told Zhuang Bufan that everything was ready.
In the bookstore, twenty bookkeepers, twenty money collectors, twenty book collectors, and twenty shopkeepers were invited.
A three-layer wooden railing was installed on the bookcase to prevent people who were rushed in from breaking the bookcase.
"Everyone, please!"
Zhuang Bufan's voice fell, and the moment the door of Danbo Bookstore opened, everyone rushed into Danbo Bookstore like a tide.
"Don't worry, come one by one!"
Someone persuaded everyone.
At this time, in the distance, Han Ce and Mu Hanfeng were sitting on the second floor of the teahouse looking at the Danbo Bookstore.
"Business is booming, and I can make a fortune again!"
Han Ce said with satisfaction.
"Bifan should be scolding me at this time!" Han Ce guessed.
"He likes to be lively!"
Mu Hanfeng answered five words, really cherishing words like gold.
"Can't you say a few more words? If I had known, I would have asked Zhuang Bufan to come over for tea!" Han Ce glanced at Mu Hanfeng beside him.
"Um?"
Suddenly behind the crowd, Han Ce saw an acquaintance.
Xiao Yanqi appeared behind the crowd. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com