Wang Quanquan's hands trembled and looked at the picture of the spring palace in front of him, and the blue tendons on his forehead couldn't stop jumping and jumping.

The book is finely bound, and at first glance it is not a shoddy product, but it may have been printed in large quantities, and the illustrations in it are as beautiful as the painting that hangs on the wall of the palace drawing room.

And there is also a poem under each illustration, which adds a lot of color to the whole book, especially the sentence "A pear blossom presses pear blossom", which can be called a stroke of genius.

……

Wang Quanquan forcibly suppressed his anger, looked at the woman opposite with a "smile" on his face, and asked softly:

"Little sister, where did you get this book?"

The woman looked at the book that the other party was desperately clutching, her face was full of distress, she wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it, this was a collector's edition that she had bought with a lot of silver.

Wang Quanquan also realized that his expression was too hideous, so he quickly straightened out the books in his hand, and said with a warm smile as much as possible:

"The girl doesn't have to be afraid, Wang just wants to inquire."

After that, he picked up the brush on the table next to him, signed his name directly on the title page of the book, and handed it back.

Seeing this, the woman relaxed and whispered:

"This book is sold in all major bookstores in the capital, but because of the identity of the prince, most of them have not been put on the shelves and are only sold privately."

After the woman finished speaking, she turned and left slightly.

The elegant smile on Wang Quanquan's face gradually turned into a sneer.

……

In Wenmo Xuan, the largest bookstore in the capital, the guy was yawning boredly, when a boy in a long robe walked in.

Brother Gongzi first pretended to look around, then came to the side of the guy and said in a low voice:

"This little brother, may I ask if there is a "Yiyutu" in the store?" The word "clothes" is split by the word sleeve, so it has the meaning of broken sleeves.

The guy raised his head when he heard this, and looked at the person strangely, in the past, they were all young ladies who came to buy, and immediately wrapped them in silk cloth after buying them with a red face, for fear of being seen by others, but he didn't expect that the boy in front of him who was dressed as Sven also had this hobby.

However, there is a business coming to the door, so naturally there is no reason to push it out, so the guy looked around, and then sneaked into the back room, and took out two books before long.

"Oh, I just arrived, the fourth edition, which one do you want?"

The boy on the other side twitched his face when he heard this, and said quietly:

"Dare to ask the little brother, what's the difference."

"One is ordinary, fifty taels of silver, and the other is hardcover, with colorful illustrations inside, one hundred taels."

Brother Gongzi on the other side suddenly frowned and said:

"Do you know who I am?"

"Who do I care who you are, do you want it or not?"

The guy is also a little impatient, he really doesn't worry about selling this book, and it is sold out in just a few days every time.

Brother Gongzi first smiled slightly when he heard this, and then said with a cold face:

"Grab it!"

With an order, a large number of officials poured into the bookstore and surrounded the guys.

Where have the bookstore guys seen this battle, their pants are almost scared, and they quickly knelt down and begged for mercy:

"This official, the little one knows his mistakes."

Even if he didn't know the young man in front of him, he knew what he was selling, and it was not illegal to sell the Spring Palace Diagram, but it would be too much of a sin for the protagonist to be the prince of the dynasty.

"Say, where did you get the goods from?"

The white-clothed Wang Quan squinted and asked.

……

In a printing factory on the outskirts of Beijing, a group of women are in full swing.

A petite woman in a blue floral skirt was binding a piece of printed rice paper into a book, looking at the three characters of "Yiyoutu" written on the cover in Juanxiu font, the woman couldn't help but ask the egg-faced woman in the orange dress on the side:

"Sister Lu, do you think this fourth edition will be a big hit?"

The goose-egg-faced woman surnamed Lu was looking down to check the printing plate, and when she heard this, she raised her head and said with a light smile:

"Don't worry, this time's workmanship is more meticulous than last time, we have also increased the color, and the sales must be good."

After the egg-faced woman finished speaking, she turned her head to look at a woman in Tsing Yi who was concentrating on writing, "But Ah Qing is tired, and each cover of the collector's edition needs to be handwritten." ”

The woman in Tsing Yi is named Nanmen Fuqing, her family is one of the largest families in the capital, and she usually looks cold outside, only with the sisters, she will let go a lot, at this moment she said with a smile:

"It's not in the way, we women are always regarded as men's foils on weekdays, and we are destined to be filial sons and husbands all our lives, so boring. Now that I can do what I like, even if I am tired, I am happy in my heart.

Sister Zhou is going to get married next month, so no matter what we say, we have to make up enough money for her private house, so that she won't be angry when she arrives at her husband's house in the future. ”

"Sister Qing is right, they all say that talented women don't lose good children, we can't let those men underestimate them."

The woman in pink surnamed Zhou echoed that her family background was as prominent as the rest of the women present, and her father was a member of the six books and the second grade of the Eight Classics.

The women have a clear division of labor, some are responsible for printmaking, some are responsible for printing, some are responsible for writing poems and covers, and some are responsible for binding......

There were five people in the line, but it happened that one of them didn't come today, otherwise the printing speed would have been much faster.

……

While the four women were laughing, the door of the house was kicked open with a "bang", and a large group of officials rushed in.

The person at the head was dressed in a white robe, and although it was the first time the women had seen this person, they recognized each other at a glance, it was the eighth prince who had been printed countless times by them.

Wang Quanquan had a cold face, looked at several women in the room with their own merits, and said straight to the point:

"Who smeared this king behind your guts?"

Women, look at me, I look at you, and then look at the handsome man opposite, and his face blushed in unison.

Seeing this, Wang Quanquan's brows locked even more, and he said in his heart, didn't he print it quite vigorously just now? What's the point of blushing now?

With his cultivation, the conversation of a few people just now naturally did not fall into his ears at all, and he probably guessed the identities of several women, if it weren't for the backers in the family, the courage would not dare to make fun of him, the prince.

The Nanmen family alone is already one of the most wealthy families in the capital, and the reason why Wang Quanquan didn't go crazy is also because of the woman with a green name.

……

"Don't worry, this king won't embarrass you, but don't think about leaving so easily, this king will pick you up from the elders of your family, I want to see what they say."

As Wang Quanquan spoke, he didn't forget to glance at the woman in green clothes.

Several women who had not reacted suddenly panicked when they heard this, and the goose-faced woman led by them hurriedly said:

"Lord, we have permission for this."

"Whose permission is it?" Wang Quanquan frowned.

"Princess."

Wang Quanquan was stunned for a moment, and now Yan Rongrong is the only one who can be called a princess in the capital.

At this moment, a cold voice came from behind him:

"I did give permission, what's wrong?"

……

In the palace, Wang Quanquan asked with a smile:

"Why is this so?"

Yan Rongrong glanced at him and said:

"Where do you think all the expenses of the huge palace come from? The family knows that firewood and rice are expensive, and so many people live in the palace, and the daily expenses alone are not a small number.

Although we have a fiefdom, there was still a period of time before the autumn harvest, and it was when the green and yellow were not connected, and the house really couldn't open the pot, so I made this decision. ”

"Then we can't sell my name for silver, in this way, you continue to sell, but the protagonist is replaced by someone else, can it be successful?" Wang Quanquan still laughed with him and persuaded him with good words.

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