"Rotten?"

"The Narrative of Differences?"

Hearing the words of the shopkeeper Ye, the students were really curious.

Someone immediately took out the money and bought the book, and the students came over, but they were vigilantly stopped by the man, obviously not wanting to share the book with others.

The students were indignant, but they could only pay for the books themselves.

"Found it!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, and after a closer look, he nodded thoughtfully.

"That's the story...... I understand! ”

In the backyard of the bookstore, Fan Sizhen saw this scene and immediately realized.

"It turned out to be expanding the business!"

Fan Sizhen's face was full of excitement, and he lowered his voice and said beside Fan Xian.

Fan Xian smiled slightly, but did not say anything in response.

By his side, Li Hongcheng, the son of King Jing, also asked the guards to buy a copy of "The Narrative of Differences", and just looked at it quietly.

Seeing the story of Rotten Ke, he couldn't help but be amazed: "It turns out that Rotten Ke has such a meaning, no wonder those four words have far-reaching artistic conceptions, looking like time flies, and the years change." ”

Fan Sizhen was very curious when he heard this, and hurriedly said, "What do you mean, let me see." ”

Li Hongcheng said with a smile: "This story is about an ancient time there was a king surnamed woodcutter, one day into the mountains to chop wood, the road met two immortals playing chess, he stopped to watch, after the chess game, the woodcutter went to get the axe placed by the stream, and found that the axe handle has rotted. ”

Fan Sizhen heard it and couldn't help but ask, "Then what?" ”

Li Hongcheng continued: "Then the woodcutter went out of the deep mountains, returned to his hometown, and found that his hometown was also a vicissitudes of life. ”

Fan Sizhen hurriedly said: "What truth? ”

Li Hongcheng said with emotion: "He watched chess for a while, and hundreds of years have passed in the outside world!" ”

Fan Sizhen said: "How can this be? ”

Fan Xian smiled: "Because that woodcutter occasionally entered the fairy world, and the fairy world is a day, and the world is a hundred years." ”

Fan Sizhen was fascinated: "There is also this kind of statement, it's really interesting...... Wait, no, since the fairy world is one day, and the world is a hundred years, then the woodcutter is just watching chess for a while, and the world is only a few years at most, how can it be hundreds of years? ”

Seeing Fan Sizhen carrying it, Fan Xian said with black lines on his head: "I said that you have three thousand hairs, is it really three thousand?" ”

Fan Sizhen understood what he meant, but still sneered: "Then I have to count them first......"

Fan Xian glanced at him, and then said softly: "The woodcutter is returning home, the axe is rotten from the wind, only the stone bridge is there, and it is still Ling Danhong." ”

Li Hongcheng's eyes lit up, and he arched his hand and said: "Brother Fan's poetry is amazing, and I admire it." ”

After speaking, he smiled and handed the "Narrative of Differences" in his hand to the guard.

"Interesting, interesting, I didn't expect to come here today, and there was an unexpected joy."

"Brother Fan, do you have any similar stories here?"

Fan Xian said with a smile: "Naturally, there is, there is also a copy of "Strange Tales from Liaozhai" here, His Royal Highness the Prince can take it back to the mansion and keep it as a pastime." ”

After sending off Li Hongcheng, the prince of King Jing, Fan Xian glanced at the students in the bookstore who were either flipping books or copying handwriting, smiled slightly, turned around and walked into the backyard of the conference room.

Fan Sizhen hurriedly followed his footsteps, and after entering the door, he said excitedly: "I said brother, when are you writing another book, why don't you tell me in advance, I'll do publicity and advertisement for you!" ”

Fan Xian glanced at him, shook his head and said, "I didn't write this book. ”

Fan Sizhen pouted: "Okay, okay, you say no, then it's not, but you have to tell me, is this book only available to us?" ”

Fan Xian smiled: "Of course." ”

Fan Sizhen smiled at this time: "That's good, you wait, I'll go outside to see how this book sells, can it be compared with our signature Red Mansion." ”

After speaking, Fan Sizhen rushed out of the door.

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……

That night, Fan Xian got the account book from the shopkeeper Ye.

I have to say that in this era of extreme lack of entertainment activities, strange people like "Shu Wei Ji" and "Strange Tales from Liao Zhai" can indeed attract the attention of the vast majority of people.

In just one day, the sales of these two idle books turned out to be more than three times that of the Red Mansion!

After all, the latter still has a certain reading threshold, while the former is more like those folklore that people talk about.

Even people who can't read big words, as long as someone helps them tell the story, they can listen to it with relish.

Of course, a literary work like "Strange Tales from Liaozhai" is by no means as simple as just being a monster.

The so-called 'writing ghosts and demons are superior, and stabbing greed and stabbing abuse into the bones are three points', which is Pu Songling, the author of "Strange Tales from Liaozhai".

But Fan Xian sold this book, not to discourage the times, but to promote the legends of the gods and ghosts in the book, so that the people of Qingguo have a certain concept of gods and ghosts.

Therefore, Fan Xian deliberately deleted many metaphors of great literary value, and only focused on describing magical monsters.

It is precisely because of this that the eight departments of the Supervision Yuan, which is responsible for managing the publication of books, can release the book all the way.

Of course, "Strange Stories" and "Strange Tales from Liaozhai" are just the beginning of Fan Xian's plan.

His real trump card is actually another chapter of long-form gods and demons that has not yet been released - "Journey to the West"!

However, this is an adaptation of the story of Xuanzang's scriptures, and the Buddhism involved in it does not exist in this world.

Therefore, Fan Xian also needs to make a slight modification to make the dynasties in the story close to reality, and by the way, use this book to introduce the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism...... and the heavenly court that hangs above the nine heavens!

……

……

The Royal Palace, the Imperial Study.

Emperor Qing frowned slightly, carefully examining the handwriting in his hand.

After looking at it for a while, he threw the scroll aside, glanced at Hou Gonggong and said: "You said, the four words 'Rotten Ke Bookstore' are extremely strange, and they are not like mortals can depict them, this ...... But really? ”

Father-in-law Hou said respectfully: "It's true, what the old slave saw with his own eyes is absolutely not false." ”

Emperor Qing frowned and glanced at the picture scroll: "But I look at it and that's it......"

Father-in-law Hou was ashamed and said: "The old slave's pen power is shallow, not as good as that master, if Your Majesty is interested, you can recruit Master Xiao Fan into the palace overnight, and let him bring the plaque to you to see." ”

Emperor Qing seemed to move, but after a little thought, he still shook his head.

"Fan Xian's bookstore has just opened, I put down his plaque at this time, this is a little inappropriate, or after a while, you accompany me out of the palace, I will go and see it myself!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Father-in-law Hou saluted respectfully, the reason why he spoke like this was actually for Fan Xian's good time.

If he didn't say that, with Emperor Qing's character, maybe he would really ask Fan Xian to send the plaque.

Emperor Qing motioned to his father-in-law to take away the copying handwriting, and then picked up the book of "Shu Wei Ji".

"The story is extremely interesting, but writing this kind of weird thing is somewhat unprofessional."

Saying that, Emperor Qing shook his head and commented: "It's not as far away as the Red Mansion!" ”

Waiting for his father-in-law to wait respectfully beside him, but he didn't hear it.

But Emperor Qing obviously didn't intend to let him go: "Father-in-law, what do you say this Fan family is thinking, Fan Xian opened a bookstore by himself, and Fan Jian also handed me an excerpt twice, saying that he wanted to resign and return to his hometown......"

Father-in-law Hou's heart tightened, and he said respectfully: "This ...... Xu is tired of officialdom. ”

Emperor Qing shook his head and said lightly: "If the Fan family really has the intention of withdrawing from the court and having no quarrel with the world, then the first thing Fan Xian has to do is to withdraw from his marriage with Wan'er, but I didn't see that he meant this." ”

Father-in-law Hou hurriedly said: "The old slave is stupid, I really can't figure out why the two Fan adults are like this." ”

Emperor Qing glanced at him, shook his head, and stopped talking.

Not long after, he suddenly spoke again: "Where is the Northern Qi mission?" ”

Father-in-law Hou said respectfully: "I have entered the border of my Qingguo, and it is estimated that in half a month, I will be able to enter Beijing." ”

Emperor Qing bowed his head and said lightly: "In the past few days, Lin Xiang has strongly recommended Fan Xian to take on the big responsibility, and it happened that Niulan Street was assassinated, and he was the party, so let him go to Honglu Temple and be a reception deputy envoy!" ”

Father-in-law Hou respectfully bowed his hand and slowly withdrew from the imperial study.

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Another day passed, and Fan Xian drove to the Supervision Yuan again.

At this time, the officials in the courtyard had already known this Vantis.

The officials I met along the way basically greeted Fan Xianxing.

Fan Xian smiled and dealt with them one by one, and then met Chen Pingping under the leadership of Wang Qinian.

After retiring from everyone, Fan Xian couldn't wait to ask, "How is the matter of releasing the news?" ”

Chen Pingping glanced at him and smiled, "Are you in a hurry?" ”

Fan Xian thought for a while, shook his head and said, "It's not in a hurry, my actions here also need some time to ferment." ”

Chen Pingping smiled and said, "Then wait a little longer...... I've already lit the fire, but when it will spread into a fire depends on the actions of the eldest princess. ”

"Eldest princess?"

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, even if he had seen the future plot, he couldn't figure out what this matter had to do with the eldest princess.

Chen Pingping smiled and asked softly, "A host Zhu Ge, have you seen it?" ”

Fan Xian nodded: "Yes." ”

Chen Pingping said with a smile: "Then you should also know about his secret refuge with the eldest princess." ”

Fan Xian finally reacted and nodded, "I really know." ”

Chen Pingping stood up from her wheelchair, stretched, and then walked to the clusters of wildflowers with her hands behind her back, and said leisurely with her back to Fan.

"The news came out directly from the path of the Supervision Yuan, and the traces were too heavy."

"So, I secretly revealed the news that you are a descendant of the Ye family to Zhu Ge, the eldest princess is so anxious to get rid of you, she will naturally get this news from him."

Saying that, Chen Pingping turned around, looked at Fan Xian and said lightly: "You should know that when the whole city chased and killed your mother, it was the Ye family who was charged with rebellion, and later I returned to Beijing with the emperor, although I avenged your mother, but nominally, the emperor did not rehabilitate the Ye family, but spared no effort to erase the traces left by your mother over the years." ”

"Therefore, in the eyes of the eldest princess who doesn't know the truth, the Ye family is still accused of rebellion."

"Now, seeing that your marriage with Wan'er is approaching, the eldest princess is powerless to stop it."

At this moment, she suddenly got the news that you are Ye Qingmei's son, you say...... What will she do? ”

(End of chapter)