"That's right. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info wait a minute, I'll call the shopkeeper. The man ran to the back hall and apologized as he passed the two readers.

The two scholars glanced at each other, walked up and said politely to Li Xianyuan: "The few verses at the beginning of Li's case are really wonderful.

Li Xianyuan returned the salute: "The two of you are too modest." ”

Li Xianyuan's unframed posture is easy to win favor. Sure enough, there was a trace of excitement in the eyes of the two, and they were about to speak, when the shopkeeper walked briskly from the back hall, and said with a smile as he walked: "Li Gongzi, I waited for you so hard." ”

Seeing this, the two scholars said to Li Xianyuan: "Since the head of the Li case still has something to do, don't bother and leave." "Let's go back to the painting with my buddy.

Li Xianyuan bowed his hand to the shopkeeper who came over: "I came this time to inquire about something." ”

"Oh, Mr. Li, please speak. The shopkeeper sighed lightly and stretched out his hand to signal Li Xianyuan to sit down.

Li Xianyuan shook his head and said no, "Do you know the people in the printing workshop?"

The shopkeeper stroked his beard and pondered for a moment, then spoke: "The Hu manager of the printing shop is familiar with me. How?"

Li Xianyuan said: "I wrote a book in my spare time, and I put it away, so I wanted to print it and sell it." ”

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and he said with interest: "I wonder if Gongzi Li has the intention to hand over this book to my Huashuge agent?"

Li Xianyuan was surprised.

The shopkeeper saw it and explained his doubts: "Huashuge is full of big business, and everything related to pen and ink is naturally everything." It's just that I don't know what type Li Gongzi wrote. ”

"Strange novels. Li Xianyuan replied.

The shopkeeper of "Zhiwei ......" was stunned, he thought that Li Xianyuan would write some poems or life history. I couldn't help but lose most of my interest.

There are countless strange novels circulating among the people, but most of them are obscene texts such as poor scholars meeting female ghosts and having a good night. Or it is extremely long, telling the story of ordinary people who embark on the road of cultivating truth and kill decisively and cold-blooded immortals all the way. Most of them are not worth scrutiny.

Although he admired Li Xianyuan's talent in his heart, writing books was completely different from writing poems.

However, with the name of Li Xianyuan, I think I can still sell a little. He continued, "Leave this matter to me. Tomorrow, if Li Gongzi has time, he will take you to the printing house to inquire.

Li Xianyuan nodded in thanks. The shopkeeper doesn't even use it. After saying a few meaningless polite words, the shopkeeper finally got to the point, and asked tentatively: "Li Gongzi, your butterfly love flower spring scene, can you intend to sell it." ”

No one can't help but salivate over a meteorological poem.

Enough money. The silver two didn't mean much to Li Xianyuan, so he refused the invitation of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper looked regretful. The difference between a vision poem and a weather poem can be as different as a world. If he can really get Li Xianyuan's vision poem. There is no need to succumb to the small Huashu Pavilion of Wuhou City.

The business was not benevolent, the shopkeeper reached into his sleeve, took out a silver ticket of one thousand taels and five hundred taels, and handed it to Li Xianyuan.

Businessmen seek profits, but also need to talk about credibility. The shopkeeper of Huashuge earned two thousand taels from Li Xianyuan, but only gave him three hundred taels, which is unreasonable.

Li Xianyuan did not refuse, accepted the money and was about to ask when it would be tomorrow, when there was a sudden noise outside the door.

Li Xianyuan only remembered at this time that Princess Huiming was still outside, nothing would happen to this princess, right?

Although Li Xianyuan didn't like it in his heart. But try to protect her as much as possible. If this princess of the Great Shang has a mistake, his ten heads will not be enough.

I didn't have time to say goodbye, and I walked out quickly under the puzzled eyes of the shopkeeper, and I saw a large group of people surrounded by the noisy street not far away, and a faint quarrel came out of it.

……

"Joke, this girl has never given money to buy things, and no one dares to ask for them. Wu Yi's chin was slightly raised, and his expression was proud.

"Girl, I don't think you look like an ordinary person. He refused to give even a penny. An old man in ragged clothes with patches and holes sighed. There was straw beside him, and sugar gourds were stuck on it.

"What can you do if I don't give it. Wu Yi's tone was disdainful.

The old man trembled with anger, pointed at Wu Yi and said: "Old man, I have also sold in this realm for decades, I have encountered difficult encounters, and I have encountered fault-finding people, but I have never seen such a brutal woman as you!"

"Do you want money or death. The sound of passers-by pointing came to my ears. Wu Yi's murderous intent surged, and Bai Nen's palm pressed on the hilt of the sword. She is unrestrained, except for her mother, who dares to care about her. No one is not respectful and awe-inspiring to him, for fear of angering this little aunt, when would anyone dare to make such an accusation.

The old man's thin body was straight, and his cloudy eyes looked directly at Wu Yi: "The old man is cheap, but he wants to see how you deal with me as a girl!"

"Look for death. The cold light swept over his eyes, and the hand pressed on the hilt of the sword suddenly exerted force.

Boom –

The sword came out of its sheath a few inches, and was suddenly held down by a white palm and pressed back into the scabbard.

"Old man, how much. Li Xianyuan withdrew his hand and asked the old man.

"I need you to be nosy?" Wu Yi sneered.

When the old man saw Li Xianyuan's child's robe, he first gave a salute: "This son, as long as he has a penny." ”

Li Xianyuan hurriedly returned the gift, and put his hand into his sleeve and took out a few silver tickets. But the smallest ones are a hundred taels. Other than that, he was penniless.

I can only break the fortune and avoid disasters.

Li Xianyuan said in his heart. He can only bear the trouble caused by the princess, and he really can't ask her father for reimbursement.

He planned to take the princess to the county government for a while, and let the county send her back to the capital.

Li Xianyuan took out a hundred taels of silver tickets and handed them over, apologizing: "I apologize for my friend, she has lived in the house for a long time and raised some young lady's temper." This silver ticket can be regarded as an apology. ”

At this time, someone in the crowd recognized Li Xianyuan, and the noise dispersed.

This is Li Xianyuan, who has become famous recently. ”

"What? He's who? ”

"Who said no, I can't recognize all the words to him when he's so big, but people have already written meteorological poems and celebrity history. ”

The old man was stunned for a moment when he heard the discussion, and then waved his hand with excitement: "No, no, you are too polite, Li Gongzi." You made a meteorological poem to win glory for my big business, how dare I ask for money, old man, this sugar gourd can be regarded as a gift from me. ”

After that, he took a string of sugar gourds from the straw and gave them to Li Xianyuan.

Whether it was the old man or Li Xianyuan, they all ignored the black-robed girl on the side.

Wu Yiliu's eyebrows were upside down, and his face was about to attack.

Li Xianyuan frowned slightly, and said coldly: "There is a lot of public here, you are not afraid of exposing your identity and dishonoring your parents?"

The girl was startled, smelled the words "identity exposed", and the murderous intention was revealed.

The fact that she is a saint of the Church is rarely known. What's more, she sneaked out of Wuhou City this trip.

"You are indeed the ...... of the righteous path"

——!

The sword was unsheathed, and the light of the sword was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

Li Xianyuan's eyes were clear, and he continued: "As the princess of Huiming, a big businessman, is what you should do to bully the people?"

"Megumi ...... Princess?" the girl stopped abruptly when she heard this, and the tip of her sword was only an inch away from Li Xianyuan's neck.