Chapter 42: Xuanting Books

"Oh?" Fang Yun poked his head out of the window, and more than twenty carriages followed, all of which were the cars of the scholars of the Word Society.

"Maybe it's a stop, don't worry about them, send Brother He home first. Fang Yundao.

He Yuzhu hurriedly said: "My house is far away from here, I can walk back when I get to your house." ”

"Well, send me home first, and then let the bull send you home. ”

"It's fine. He Yujiao said.

The horse's hooves clattered on the ground and entered the city, slowing down.

Suddenly, there was a shouting sound in front of the carriage.

"After reading "The West Chamber", I read "In the Pillow" and became a great Confucian! Shuangjia Shengqian Tong Shengfang shipped out the book! Come and buy it, if you buy "The Legend of the West Chamber", you will sell "Holy Dao" and "Wenbao" at the original price!"

He Yuzhu heard it clearly, turned his head to look at Fang Yun, and said angrily: "How can someone sell books under your name? Why should you be a great Confucian, it is simply unreasonable! Let's go, let's get out of the car and send them to the official, it's too unreasonable." ”

"Ahem, I wrote the book, and many booksellers in the city now work with my bookstore. Fang Yundao.

"This ......" He Yuzhu was dumbfounded, he couldn't figure out why a saint with a great future would use such arrogant words to propagandize.

"It costs a lot of money to read, and I can't sit back and eat, so I wrote two popular novels to sell. I came up with this slogan. Oh, and advertise it for short, or advertise it for short. Fang Yundao.

He Yuzhu was silent for a moment and asked, "It won't affect your studies, right?"

"No, I only write these popular novels when I'm practicing calligraphy. Fang Yundao.

"That's good. If you really wrote it, I'll buy a copy too. ”

Fang Yun said: "If you want to read it, I will bring the book to the clan study tomorrow." ”

Kong Sheng said: Do not suffer from widowhood but suffer from unevenness. If you give it to me, what do the other gentlemen think? If I let you give people so many books, it won't be good. It's better to buy your book, and you write an epigram for me. "He Yujiao.

Fang Yun thought to himself, isn't this just a signing, so he said, "It's okay." ”

"Na Guang...... You came up with the slogan, right? Others aren't as bold as you. "It seems to Fang Yun to be an ordinary thing, but in He Yuzhang's opinion, it is shocking.

"If you advertise it widely, you will naturally have to be a blockbuster. ”

"What if someone attacks your literary name with these advertisements?" He Yuzhi slowly accepted Fang Yun's statement.

"I'm the shopkeeper of the bookstore, and the guys do the business, so I only have the suspicion of not checking it, how can I harm my name?"

"That's right. ”

The carriage approached the cart, and He Yujiao saw that the advertising slogan on it had the words "Jianmei Gong Li Daxue invites you to read the sacred text "Pillow in the Pillow" next month in advance, and his face turned white with fright.

"Fang, Fang Yun, did you really do this with the consent of the Sword Eyebrow Gong?"

"No, but I'm sure Master Li won't care. ”

"You're really not afraid of death, you're more courageous than the Demon King. He Yuzhu shook his head helplessly.

The carriage behind passed by, and the shouts of the bookseller were also heard, and even the name of the carriage was carried above the disguise.

Yan Yue said contemptuously: "You and Liu Zicheng both think highly of Fang Yun, you see that his methods are only a little better than the next one, who sells books like this? ”

Guan Yaoyuan looked at the bookseller's trolley, nodded and said, "No wonder it is a child of a poor family from a small county town, and there are a lot of lowly means of grandstanding. If I publish a book, I will go directly to the deacons of the three major booksellers, and then the Sancheng bookstore in Dayuan Mansion will promote my book. With such a method of selling, you can earn a few hundred taels of silver a year at most, what is enough? Let the coachman see, follow closely, don't lose it. ”

Yan Yue poked his head out to look and said, "Fang Yun's carriage is in front, don't lose it." ”

Fang Yun's carriage turned around and stopped at the door of the house, Fang Yun got out of the car and said to He Yujiao: "Brother He farewell." ”

"Farewell. As soon as He Yuzhu finished speaking, he found that Fang Yun turned his head to look in the direction he came, his face was a little cold.

"What's wrong?" He Yujiao followed and got out of the car, and saw a large number of carriages crowded at the entrance of the alley, and the people in the carriage got off one after another and walked here.

Walking in the front was Guan Yaoyuan, the organizer of the word meeting, with a kind smile on his face, as if nothing had happened just now, and the few people behind him looked unhappy.

Behind these people there are many talents from the Fuwen Academy, and Gao Minghong of Jixian County is among them, and he shouted: "Fang Yun, we were about to leave, but despite the fact that Yaoyuan and their carriage have been following you, it may be unfavorable to you, so we will follow." ”

Guan Yaoyuan immediately complained: "You really misunderstood me. I have come here to apologize to Fang Yun again, Fang Yun, don't worry, I will immediately publicize your talent and fame when I go back today! I will print 10,000 copies of your poem "Butterfly Love Flower Spring Scene" at my own expense and distribute it to readers. Do you believe me?"

Fang Yun was unmoved, and said: "Brother Guan is polite, I will publish a book of words in the near future, don't worry about brother." The house is shabby, and there is no drink, so I will not invite you in. ”

As Fang Yun spoke, he saw that other people appeared at the mouth of the alley, among them there was a horse barbarian in full armor, unusually tall, holding a huge axe with a length of one foot in one hand, and his eyes were like two big copper bells.

In front of the barbarian stood a tall man, but the man only reached the chest of the barbarian. The man was dressed in a black robe, with a rich figure and a kind face, and looked at this place with a smile.

Guan Yaoyuan said: "Alas, you still don't believe me, it's okay, you will see people's hearts for a long time." In the next farewell. ”

Yan Yue on the side said angrily: "Fang Yun, even if you are a double armor saint, but you are a child after all, Guan Yaoyuan is already so low, why do you still have to ignore people? You look down on the talent of our academy of literature like this? You despise our scholars and the Ying Society so much?"

"Yan Yue, you can let farts go around, but you can't talk nonsense. You and Guan Yaoyuan are singing with a white face and a red face, can't we see it?" Fang Yun was disgusted by this Yan Yue.

Guan Yaoyuan hurriedly pulled Yan Yue and said, "You don't have to say a word, let's go." Fang Yun, let's talk about it later, this time it's me who is wrong, and I will definitely apologize to the wine next time. ”

Yan Yue immediately shouted: "Fang Yun, you despicable and shameless villain, I will compose a poem for you today! You listen well: the family is not ashamed, and can only talk about heroes, I don't know if Lu Dao is a child daughter-in-law, or a daughter-in-law is a child!"

The people present were stunned, Yan Yue's words were too vicious, if this poem spread, and someone added oil and vinegar, then Fang Yun would inevitably become an incompetent hypocrite who only cared about his own life and daughter-in-law, as long as Fang Yun was labeled as ungrateful and chaotic, then he would be spurned no matter how famous he was in the future.

"Bastard!" Guan Yaoyuan slapped Yan Yue in the face, knocking Yan Yue back again and again, hitting the wall.

"You ......" Yan Yue seemed to be afraid of Guan Yaoyuan, and lowered his head and didn't speak.

Guan Yaoyuan immediately said to Fang Yun: "Fang Yun, I really didn't expect things to turn out like this. I know that you are still a child of a poor family, and even the carriage and travel expenses to come to Dayuan Mansion were given by others. Although you are a little poor, although you live in a humble place, and even sell books in a way that people disdain to make money, I believe that you have backbone. ”

Everyone can hear that this is a poor dagger, and Guan Yaoyuan is tantamount to attacking Fang Yun in a clear way.

Without waiting for Fang Yun to speak, the slightly chubby man outside the alley said loudly: "Who said that that is a way that scholars disdain? In addition, we are willing to pay another 5,000 taels of silver to acquire the right to sell the book "The Legend of the West Chamber" in the Shengyuan Continent. If Fang Shuangjia is willing to sign a document and sell all his works in the future by our Xuanting Book Store, we can give him an additional half percent of his income! Now, who said that Fang Yun relied on children to raise his daughter-in-law?"

Everyone turned to look at the man.

The people present are all talents from the Fuwen Academy, and they often see celebrities in Fucheng, and almost all of them know this man.

"Tang Da Shopkeeper!" all the Xiucai bent down and bowed their hands, extremely respectful.

Guan Yaoyuan and Yan Yue also saluted to the shopkeeper of Tang in fear.

Xuanting Book Store is one of the three major book stores in the Shengyuan Continent, occupying more than 20% of the market share in the Shengyuan Continent, and its shareholders are many semi-saints, and Chen Guanhai is one of them, so Xuanting Book Store is also the largest book store in Jingguo, accounting for 50% of the share of the Jingguo book market.

Xuanting Book Store has a supreme presiding officer in each state, and his position is the chief treasurer.

The largest bookseller in a state is nothing, but if there are multiple semi-saint families behind it, even the state pastor or the state court monarch does not want to offend.

The shopkeeper looked at Yan Yue and asked, "Do you remember that your name is Yan Yue? Very good, I'll give you half an hour, if you can't get 10,000 taels of silver in half an hour, I'll break your mouth! Then I'll give you three days, if you can't earn 10,000 taels of silver on your own, I'll break your legs! Old horse, keep an eye on him, if he can't write a good book like "The Legend of the West Chamber" in three days, chop off his legs!"

"Hmm. The horse barbarian agreed, staring at Yan Yue.

Yan Yue leaned against the wall, his face was bloodless, he didn't expect to be humiliated, but humiliated, and even faced unknown punishment, he had heard many things about the Tang shopkeeper, and some people used eight words to describe the Tang shopkeeper, ruthless, and made money every day.

Yan Yue's heart was full of despair.

"It's over, since he knows my father, he must know that I come from a prestigious family, but even so, he dares to chop my leg, which shows that Fang Yun can help him make a lot of money. He was willing to give Fang Yun 10,000, then he was confident that he could earn 20,000 or more from Fang Yun. Will my father turn against the Xuanting Book Store for me?

Guan Yaoyuan took a step forward and said respectfully: "Under Guan Yaoyuan, my uncle is the head of the five products in the capital officials, and he is a protΓ©gΓ© of Zuo Xiang. This matter is a misunderstanding, and I hope that the shopkeeper of Tang will give Yan Yue a chance. ”

"You want to stop me?" said the shopkeeper Tang darkly.

"No......" Guan Yaoyuan didn't finish speaking, and the horse barbarian who was a few feet away suddenly opened his mouth and spat out.

The saliva actually made a piercing and sharp sound of breaking through the air and flew towards Guan Yaoyuan, and before Guan Yaoyuan could react, the saliva hit his forehead.

Guan Yaoyuan screamed, his body flew upside down, and he fell heavily to the ground, his forehead was blurred, he clenched his teeth tightly in pain, and sat up with great difficulty.

"Pretty handsome. I don't know who said it, but everyone looked at the barbarian who hurt people with his spit.