"Is he really Mo Chu?"

Wang Huzi frowned, looked at Shui Ruhua suspiciously, and asked.

Shui Ruhua nodded heavily, and swore a promise: "I guarantee in the name of my Heavenly Pavilion, he is Mo Chu." ”

"Now you can believe that I am Mo Chu, right?"

Chu Mo smiled brightly.

I thought that when things came to this point, this Wang Huzi should pay him a little copyright fee.

Unexpectedly, Wang Huzi gritted his teeth and suddenly turned his face and said: "Even if you are Mo Chu, what if you are Mo Chu? Why should I share half of the hard-earned money I have earned from selling poetry collections? It's not just that I don't agree, you can ask me, do these brothers of mine agree?"

As soon as they heard this, the craftsmen who had been injured by the snowfall got up from the ground one after another.

They all stared at Chu Mo very unconvinced.

Chu Mo frowned and stopped the snowfall that was about to strike again.

On the one hand, he remembered that such a craftsman was also a hard-working person, and this Wangbeard Wang boss was the real exploiter, and he didn't want to go against these craftsmen who made some hard-earned money.

On the other hand, if all these craftsmen were wounded and disabled, how would this little workshop continue to operate? He could count on this workshop to continue selling poetry books so that he could make another profit!

Therefore, seeing that this Wang beard was soft and hard, and he played a scoundrel with him, Chu Mo's eyes were cold, and he suddenly rushed to the front of Wang Huzi.

At the same time, he took out the dagger he had with him and put it on the neck of the king's beard.

Wang's beard, who wanted to play tricks one second, immediately wilted the next second, and trembled with fright: "You..... What do you want to do?"

Chu Mo sneered and whispered in his ear: "I don't want to embarrass you, I'm just here to get back my share." If you still want to continue to take advantage of me in vain, I will report your small workshop to the Kyoto Yamen about printing a collection of poems without authorization. When the time comes, the imperial court will send someone to investigate thoroughly, I'm afraid you won't be able to explain to the big man behind you, right?"

"..... you?" Wang Huzi looked at him with a shocked face, and his eyes were already full of fear.

Chu Mo smiled slightly, slapped his face with a dagger, and said, "Don't ask me how I know, in a word, do you want to mess up this matter, anger the big man behind you, and finally save your life? Or do you want to make a fortune quietly, not only make a windfall, but also make a great achievement? You are a smart person, you should know how to choose, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Huzi immediately fell silent.

After a long while, he asked solemnly: "How can I believe you? If I give you silver taels, you turn your head and tell the Kyoto Yamen about the matter here, I am not the same dead end?"

"You can rest assured of this, I only want money, as long as you fulfill your promise, and the money you earn in the future will be divided into half of me, I will not embarrass you, let alone tell the things here, and cut off my own financial route. ”

Chu Mo shook his head, he knew that his plan had succeeded.

Seeing that Wang Huzi was still a little hesitant, Chu Mo took the opportunity and said: "In addition, I can also secretly sell you a big news, as long as you take this news to ask your master for credit, I guarantee that the reward you will get will definitely not be less than the little money I shared." ”

Wang Huzi was stunned for a moment, and looked at him expectantly: "What news?"

Chu Mo showed him a meaningful smile, patted the poetry book in his hand on Wang Huzi's chest, and whispered: "I just said that all the poems in this poetry book were written by me. ”

Wang Huzi's eyes suddenly contracted, and he turned his head to look at Chu Mo with a surprised face, and said, "You mean, the poems in this are all your ......."

In this case, are the poems of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really copied?

That's big news!

Chu Mo hurriedly stopped him, shook his head and smiled: "Tacitly, you just need to understand what I mean." ”

"Are you serious?"

"It's true, if there is half a lie, I will be punished by heaven, and I will not die well. ”

When Wang Huzi heard this, he immediately fell into deep thought, and seemed to be distinguishing Chu Mo's words.

After hesitating for a long time, Wang Huzi finally compromised and said, "Okay, I agreed to your conditions." But you have to promise me that you will never come back to me in trouble. In addition, if this place is exposed, attracting people from the government, or if the news you gave me is fake, you will not want to take a penny from me in the future. ”

"Deal. ”

Chu Mo smiled and nodded, and then put down the dagger and let go of Wang's beard.

This Wang Huzi also kept his promise, and took a silver ticket of 100,000 taels and handed it to Chu Mo on the spot, but for the remaining 100,000 taels, he wanted Chu Mo to wait for a few days, and when he was sure that Chu Mo had not betrayed him, he would send someone to hand over the remaining 100,000 taels to Chu Mo.

However, Chu Mo didn't want people to know his address, and he didn't want to go to great lengths to build a big mansion for this money.

Therefore, he simply turned the Heavenly Pavilion into a trading location, and when Wang Huzi was sure that Chu Mo had not betrayed him, he would take the remaining 100,000 taels directly to the Heavenly Pavilion and hand them over to Shui Ruhua.

Anyway, every month after Shui Ruhua, he will also have to give him a part of the oil and water, and this money will be handed over to Shui Ruhua's hands, Chu Mo is still more relieved.

After all, compared to the entire Heavenly Pavilion, these 100,000 taels were nothing.

It's impossible for her to leave behind the Heavenly Pavilion worth hundreds of thousands of taels and bring her hundreds of thousands of profits every month for the sake of a mere 100,000 taels, right?

After the matter was negotiated, Chu Mo did not continue to stay here, took the carriage, and left quickly.

It's just that seeing Chu Mo's carriage leave, Wang Huzi immediately asked people to secretly follow.

He himself, in a carriage, hurried in the other direction.

On the carriage, Shui Ruhua kept looking at Chu Mo, his eyes were a little complicated.

She found that she was getting more and more unable to see through this guy.

But Xue Xue frowned and reminded Chu Mo: "Childe, there is a tail." ”

"Then let's go to the Celestial Pavilion first, and then find a way to get rid of these tails, and send the water girl back by the way. Chu Mo half-squinted his eyes and commanded the snowfall.

As soon as the snow fell, he gave a soft shout, drove the carriage, turned in one direction, and headed for the busiest street in Kyoto.

However, in the car, there was no trace of Li Jin.

At the same time, Wang Huzi drove a carriage and secretly came to the mansion of the eldest prince Chu Sheng.

After getting out of the carriage, he glanced left and right to make sure that no one noticed him, so he said a few words to the guards guarding the gate, and then immediately entered the mansion of the great prince.

Soon, the eldest prince Chu Sheng secretly met with Wang Huzi in the hall.

After a while, the surprised voice of the eldest prince Chu Sheng came from the hall: "What? That Mo Chu really told you that those four poems were written by him?"

Wang Huzi nodded heavily, and then explained: "Although this kid didn't say it explicitly, he did mean this. And his subordinates looked at his hesitation, and it was clear that he had collected hush money from others, and it was not easy to say it directly. ”

The eldest prince Chu Sheng suddenly clapped his hands and said happily: "Great, this prince already guessed that the two poems were written by the fool, and now that he has the right words, how will he turn over this time?"

Proudly, Chu Sheng immediately ordered the others, and hurriedly ran out of the mansion to report to the others.

On the roof, Li Jin sat there quietly, seeing all of this.