The Eighth Division of the Supervision Yuan, whose full name is the Imperial Court Wenying General School Office, is somewhat similar to the press censorship bureau of a certain Republic of China, which is specifically responsible for reviewing the reading texts of books published in a formal way, and only articles that are censored by the eight places are allowed to be published in the world. A few years ago, most of the functions of the Wenying General School Office were taken over to the Education Institute, but it still retains the right to review private books.

Therefore, articles such as the depiction of body art, the aesthetic rendering of violence, and the reform and construction without the permission of His Majesty are impossible to review through the eight places. But no matter which world human beings are, they always have a jaw-dropping fanatical love for xìng, violence, and politics, so they came into being, and naturally there were some underground booksellers.

No bookseller dares to touch the political and scholarly theories, but Fengyue novels such as the Yiqing Array are copied in large quantities, enter different cities through different channels, and then be delivered to the citizens who need them.

The aunt holding the child is undoubtedly the last link in this circulation channel.

In the whole of Kyoto, everyone has long been accustomed to watching this kind of scene, and no one will make a fuss, even the government will turn a blind eye, let alone the people who have benefited from it.

"What did Childe say?" The aunt who sold ** obviously didn't know that AV was such a wonderful storage zài, and her eyes widened in a daze.

Fan Xian smiled and asked, "What books do you have?"

The middle-aged woman changed the child's hand and took out a large open book about eight inches square from her arms, the pages were all red, and it looked really good. Fan Xian was just a little admired, holding a child, so that the big book was put in his clothes, and he didn't break the corner of the book.

"The most popular novel in Kyoto lately. The middle-aged woman said mysteriously.

Fan Xian took the book, naturally he didn't take the other party's pretense and mystery in his eyes, and turned the page with a smile...... Then the face suddenly became very jīngcai.

The cover of the book is not named, but the title page has four large characters: "*".

Turning another page, I saw the following text: "Who knew that this daughter-in-law had a natural curiosity, and once the man was next to her, she felt that her muscles and bones were paralyzed, making the man like lying on a cotton." ”

Fan Xian's mouth opened wide, and he couldn't speak for a long time. He could see at a glance what kind of book this was, and this was naturally the Dream of Red Mansions that he copied to his sister. The text on the title page is from the twenty-first chapter, the section on Qiao Ping'er's soft words to save Jia Lian, which tells the story of many girls.

The middle-aged woman thought that this beautiful little brother was excited, and laughed in a low voice: "This is just a section in the text, and jīng Cai is still in it." ”

In his previous life, Fan Xian was lying in bed all the year round, and his body was inconvenient, so it was naturally inconvenient for his sister to bother his sister to read Huang Sè novels for himself, so he had to turn over and over the Dream of Red Mansions, and read it countless times.

Today, in the downtown of Kyoto, I suddenly saw this passage that was so familiar that I couldn't be more familiar, how could I teach Fan Xian not to be surprised, and sighed with emotion, but I didn't understand how the Dream of Red Mansions, which only he and his sister knew, had already been printed into a book and began to be sold on the street.

Even the price was not returned, Fan Xian took out the silver money to pay the bill, and he was not distressed at all, these silver were all obtained from selling newspapers when he was in Shanzhou, and he used it with luxury and pleasure.

After the middle-aged woman walked away with a smile on her face, Fan Ruoruo led Fan Sizhen to the front of the restaurant.

"What did you just do?" Fan Ruoruo asked his brother with a smile.

Without waiting for Fan Xian to answer, Fan Sizhen had already sneered and sneered: "I saw it, he bought a book from that woman's hand, and he didn't know how to avoid it, and bought these unsightly things on the street." ”

Fan Ruoruo was slightly stunned, not knowing what was going on. Fan Xian wanted to find a place to ask his sister at this time, so he didn't bother to say to the kid, just when Fuji Zijing came out of the building to report that the box had been vacated, Fan Xian pulled Ruoruo's slightly cool little hand and walked upstairs.

Fan Sizhen was stunned for a moment, licked the candy man, and hurriedly followed.

There are a lot of people in the restaurant, but the third floor is very quiet, but the box is already fully booked, it seems that Fujiko Jing can get a compartment, and his ability is really good. Fan Xian felt that it was indeed a very correct decision to ask his father to ask him to come.

Sitting at the table, Fan Xian glanced at Fan Sizhen, whose eyes were full of bones, smiled slightly, did not avoid him, and handed the red pages book in his hand to his sister.

Fan Ruoruo frowned slightly and took it, only opened the title page, and a look of surprise appeared in her eyes, and after a few more glances, she was even more shocked, and quickly turned around and explained nervously: "Brother, it's the first time I've seen it." ”

Fan Xian smiled and comforted, "I don't blame you. He had already guessed that his sister would definitely make a book of Dream of Red Mansions that he had copied, and he would definitely be tempted to share it with his close friends, but he thought to himself that Ruoruo's friends in his boudoir must be young ladies from the royal family, even if it is circulated a little, there is no reason to pass it on to the world.

It wasn't until he saw this Dream of Red Mansions on the street today that he realized that he had gone to another world, and he still underestimated the strength of the pirates.

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Fan Ruoruo recalled for a moment and remembered something. Last year, she booked all the 68 mansions in front of her, and was resting in her boudoir pressed with hardwood, and occasionally one day, the lord of Roujia of King Jing's family came to the mansion to talk, and happened to see the book, and after picking it up, he refused to let go, saying that he wanted to take it back to the house.

But in Fan Ruoruo's heart, this is his brother's painstaking text, how dare he put it outside the mansion, what if he loses it? In the end, Princess Jing thought of a way to let the female officials in the palace come and copy it for a few days.

The matter has come to this, and Fan Ruoruo is not good at stopping it, so she will go. Who knew that this book had become a well-known secret, secretly circulated among the princes' mansions.

Then it spread to the market.

"No one knows that I wrote it, right?" Fan Xian took the book, flipped through it, and found that the author's name was written by Cao Xueqin, and he felt a little comforted.

Fan Ruoruo blamed herself: "My brother regards fame and fortune as floating clouds, I accidentally passed on this book, it was a big mistake, where do you dare to reveal that this book is from your handwriting." ”

Fan Xian smiled awkwardly and rubbed his sister's head, but found that he had accidentally messed up the hairstyle on the little girl's head, so he quickly apologized and explained: "Since I wrote it, I am naturally ready for the world to see it." Thinking of the silver that came out before, he felt a little painful, and sighed: "It's just that I didn't expect to let the pirate dealer eat the soup, but it's a pity that the silver is white." ”

The brother and sister talked for a while, and the younger two began to serve the food, so they stopped talking.

At this time, the two of them noticed at the same time that Fan Sizhen suddenly broke free from the quiet, looked at Fan Xian's eyes a little shocked, his speech was a little slurred, and said enviously: "That book is...... What did you write?"

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(Hongyan Sè's book about Baoyu is called *, which is for the Red Treasure Book, and the chapter names are really difficult to choose...... Please bookmark and vote, thank you and thank you. ）

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