You were taken hostage, why pursue the Enemy's Empress?
Chapter 63 – How could I be worthy of writing such a good book?

"Gonghuo Kid...

This nickname is quite fitting.

Luo Ming shook his head, feeling like he had been jumping back and forth lately, helping one person one moment and another the next. I just wanted to protect my only elder sister, how did I end up like a two-faced person?

Thankfully, Luo Yan was resolute this time, otherwise...

The gatekeeper added, "Young Master Su said that Ying Wuji's actions are malicious, and if the Master does not intervene, he may permanently lose his daughter."

Luo Yan's eyes twitched, and he was silent for a moment before reluctantly waving his hand. "Let him in!"

"Yes, sir!"

Soon, Ji Su, dressed in a red robe, hurried over and bowed to Luo Yan. "Your Excellency, I apologize for disturbing you so late."

Luo Yan's expression was not pleasant. "Young Master Su, speak directly. No need for pleasantries."

Ji Su quickly handed over a book. "Today's theatrical matter, Your Excellency has probably heard about it. With Your Excellency's magnanimity, you may not bother with Ying Wuji. However, I specially visited Shangmo Bookstore and found that things are not so simple. Please take a look, Your Excellency."

"'Strange Tales of Mountains and Seas,' Volume Three?"

Luo Yan frowned. "This volume was jointly printed by the Eight Great Bookstores and will only be available the day after tomorrow. How did it end up at Shangmo Bookstore?"

Ji Su sighed lightly. "That's something you'll have to ask Lanlingsheng about."

Luo Yan's gaze darkened. The problem of the turncoat servants was indeed quite significant. He gestured to Luo Ming. "Go and fetch Lanlingsheng!"

"Yes, sir!"

After about a quarter of an hour, Luo Ming brought a drunken middle-aged man to the scene. It was none other than the popular Lanlingsheng.

Lanlingsheng looked at Luo Yan with confusion and asked, tongue-tied, "Sir, do you have something for me?"

Luo Yan furrowed his white brows. "Why do you look like this?"

Lanlingsheng was also single and either the alcohol had gotten to him or he was not afraid of Luo Yan. He answered in a carefree manner, "Sir, several major bookstores are forcing me to finish 'Strange Tales of Mountains and Seas,' Volume Three. I was forced to rush it and ended up with a shoddy product. I'm not happy about it, so I drank too much!"

"Shoddy product? You're too modest. It's currently selling like hotcakes. How can you call it shoddy?"

A quick look at bit.ly/3iBfjkV will leave you more fulfilled.

"Huh? Sir, Volume Three won't be released until the day after tomorrow. Did I drink too much, or did you?"

"..."

Luo Yan rubbed his temples and threw the book at him. "Take a look. Did you write this?"

Lanlingsheng took the book, still a little dazed, and flipped through a few pages before closing it. "No!"Luo Yan narrowed his eyes, he didn't expect him to still be so stubborn.

But Lanling Sheng added a sentence: "How could I be worthy of writing such a good book?"

After speaking, he hugged the book to his chest, lay on the ground and cried, crying and howling: "Ashamed! Ashamed! When will I be able to write such a good book?"

Everyone present looked at each other in confusion, they didn't expect Lanling Sheng to break down like this.

Luo Yan couldn't help but ask: "Don't you want to take a closer look? How could you not recognize your own book when you're drunk?"

Lanling Sheng flipped to the cover and saw the title and author on it, and was stunned for a moment: "Hey? It really was written by me? My goodness, I can also write such a good book? No, no... Lord Xiang!"

He raised his head and pointed to the cover: "This character is pronounced 'hui', not 'hai', the strokes are too close together, I can't tell!"

Luo Yan leaned over to take a look, and indeed, it was 'hui'!

His already low energy disappeared in an instant, but he soon realized the problem.

Originally, he thought that he could let the yamen repeatedly verify "The Beheading of the Beauty" with any excuse, and not approve the book, to avoid losing face. As long as he dragged it out and didn't let Shangmo Bookstore sell it, Shangmo Bookstore would surely be dragged to death.

But now... "Mountain Hui Gui Tan" seemed a bit tricky!

Luo Yan narrowed his eyes and asked: "So, how does this book compare to your 'Mountain and Sea Gui Tan'?"

Lanling Sheng showed an expression uglier than crying: "If the first two volumes still had some comparative significance, but the third volume... the pile of dog shit I wrote, how could it compare to this masterpiece?"

Luo Yan: "..."

It's bad!

If "The Beheading of the Beauty" was just a coincidence, then the second book was enough to explain a lot of problems. If those book merchants saw the creativity of Shangmo Bookstore, most of their orders would probably go to Shangmo Bookstore, and Shangmo Bookstore would be firmly established.

Luo Yan didn't necessarily want to kill Shangmo Bookstore, but he couldn't just watch Hua Chao jump into a fire pit.

Should he really ban the book, or ban the bookstore?

As he hesitated, he felt a pair of soft hands on the back of his hand. He turned around and saw Wanyu shaking her head at him. Suddenly, he heard her words from earlier: "If you help her this time, she will definitely remember your kindness."

He sighed lightly and waved his hand: "Let it be!"

Ji Su was stunned, what's going on? He's just letting it go like this?

Honestly, he was confused. How could he just let this go?

Did the old prime minister go to India and have to swallow a few relics?

He quickly said: "Lord Xiang! You can't do this!"

'''Luo Yan turned around directly: "Sanlang, please see off the guest! Young people's affairs should be solved by young people themselves."

Ji Su became anxious and his wisdom, accumulated for nearly 20 years, worked frantically.

What is this prime minister really considering?

Face? Or is he afraid of Hua Chao's resentment towards him? He just said that young people should solve their own affairs, which means...

Strike the snake at seven inches!

Ji Su hurriedly said, "Your Excellency's kindness towards Hua Chao is truly moving. If there was only Hua Chao at Shangmo Bookstore, she would understand Your Excellency's good intentions sooner or later. It's a pity that there is not only Hua Chao at the bookstore!"

Luo Yan didn't say anything, but his footsteps towards leaving stopped.

Ji Su seized the opportunity and said, "Your Excellency! Haven't you realized it yet? Ying Wuji has no bottom line. He can make up any rumors to please Hua Chao. Today, he dares to fabricate a story about you assassinating his wife and daughter. What will he make up next time? Although Hua Chao believes him this time, will she still believe him next time?"

Luo Yan: "..."

...

The next morning.

Ying Wuji moved a chair early in the morning and sat at the door of Shangmo Bookstore, looking forward to the prime minister's arrival.

The prime minister!

Please come!

For him, the happiest thing in the world is to "bump porcelain", and the most unacceptable thing is to fail at it.

Moreover, last night, he came up with "The Six Arts of a Gentleman: Driving" and "The Six Arts of a Gentleman: Archery" out of thin air. They are both basic skills for Huang-level Confucian cultivators, one for riding and one for archery, and should be credited to the prime minister. This is a big porcelain kiln...

But this time, he always felt that he might fail at "bumping porcelain", because after Hua Chao woke up from her dream last night, she couldn't sleep and kept him up for a while, saying that she had just dreamed that her mother had come back and was persuading her to go home.

Under the influence of Hua Wanqiu, Luo Yan had also changed from an old bastard to a kind father. No matter how much Hua Chao defied him, he never punished her.

This dream felt a bit absurd and made him uneasy.

So on this day.

Ying Wuji waited eagerly from sunrise to midday.

After a night of fermentation, many people came for "The Beauty Beheading Case", and the sales of "The Strange Talks of Mountain Teachings" also slowly climbed. But annoyingly, no one reported that "The Strange Talks of Mountain Teachings" was a counterfeit, which reduced its popularity.

The flow of people was quite large.

But not large enough.

It couldn't satisfy Ying Wuji.

Is this old bastard really going to let him go this time?Although it wouldn't make much difference without him, the absence of such a popular star would inevitably feel like punching the air.

Finally.

"Step!"

"Step!"

"Step!"

A neat and uniform sound of footsteps echoed from the street corner.

Ying Wuji looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of officials hurriedly approaching, with two riders accompanying them, one Ji Su and the other Luo Ming.

Phew…

Relieved!

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