Airborne in the daughter country, the baby will be born at the beginning

Chapter 9 Who gets rich by [selling books]? !
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"Wang Wei"

"The child's name will be Wang Wei from now on..."

Wang Shiyu swayed with her son in her arms, her movements stiff and her face gentle.

"No."

"Isn't Wang Wei a poet?"

She retorted, and kept shaking.

"No problem, Wang Wei, I've thought of the name..."

Wang Xuan walked outside the bedroom, opened a paper window and looked in while talking.

"If only I could become a poet..."

He lowered his head and stared at the soles of his feet, took a breath, and then sighed "forget it".

"Okay, then call me Wang Wei..."

"Wang Wei, it sounds nice too."

Wang Shiyu raised her head and glanced at Wang Xuan as she spoke.

He was stunned first, and then began to mumble words: "Weiwei..."

"Little Weiwei..." Wang Shiyu smiled, and began to shake the baby in her arms again with her head down.

The baby who sleeps faintly in the swaddling womb is not yet full moon.

Wang Xuan approached slowly and received it in his arms, but felt chills in his heart.

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard.

The echo of the gear turning was very loud, and time seemed to stand still again.

The dots of data on the big disk are showing Wang Xuan's last record of consuming 6000 happiness points in one go.

As a reward, the system will also upgrade the disc props to "secondary treasures".

Wang Xuan was surprised and delighted when he heard it, and the subtitles of the system gradually formed a standard.

[Level [-] treasures can only be used in the system to generate lucky values. ]
[Level [-] treasures (and above) can be made by the host to continue to generate luck. ]
[Lucky props, as the consumption increases, the system will gradually increase the level of the host, and the corresponding props and added value will also increase to varying degrees. ]
[According to the system test, Ms. Wang's lucky value: 5000, first-class prop Laoganma (sold) × 0, roulette level: second-class. ]
[Handpicked completed...]
"Beep..."

Wang Xuan's eardrums suddenly seemed to be hit by an electric current, and his consciousness gradually became clear.

"Hey! What's the matter with you?"

Wang Shiyu next to his ear was still asking, but he calmed down when he saw Wang Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

"faint…"

"I'm going to call the doctor."

As Wang Shiyu spoke, she was quickly stopped by Wang Xuan.

He stood up feeling a little stiff.

"Fortunately, I'm fine, I just fainted accidentally."

"Is the child all right?"

Wang Shiyu pointed to the head of the bed, the child on Wang Xuan's left was soundly asleep.

"I was still talking to you, and when you turned your head, you fell to the ground..."

"It's really scary..."

Wang Shiyu frowned lightly and said.

After a while, Wang Xuan laughed unconsciously.

"Is there a teacher of literature and history or a bookstore in our Pingyong country?"

"Yes? Why?" Wang Shiyu nodded, and Mu Na asked.

Then Wang Xuan pointed to the bed.

Wang Shiyu quickly took out a white paper called "A Dream of Red Mansions".

"This is?"

"Novel, have you seen it?"

She shook her head, eyes filled with fog.

"This is what I wrote..."

Wang Shiyu flipped through it, and there were some texts in it that she had never seen before.

Wang Xuan ordered her to call a group of civil servants over immediately.

"This is night..."

"Tomorrow..."

"No!" Wang Xuan's attitude was firm, seemingly unquestionable.

She nodded and walked out.

Holding the "Dream of Red Mansions" in his hand, he disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, Wang Xuan snored and closed his eyes.

In fact, he is quite tired, but time waits for no one.

"Dream of Red Mansions", "Journey to the West", "Water Margin", "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" are all
It was the "Level 2000 Treasure" that he had just spent [-] lucky points on.

If the promotional copying is successful, as long as the country implements it, then you can collect unlimited lucky points.

At that time, the inexhaustible lucky points can also be used to increase the level... After all, the first-level props have "shotguns", so the fourth-, fifth- and sixth-level props can't be all tanks and planes?
When Wang Xuan thought of this, he felt relieved.

He wasn't tired anymore, and even the corners of his mouth slightly raised, dreaming of a more distant future.

After hearing three sounds of "Boom! Boom! Boom!", he stood up and said, "Please come in."

In an instant, bureaucrats were everywhere in his bedroom.

"I don't know why Her Highness the Princess specially summoned us?"

"Could it be that there are internal affairs documents?"

"Or, yes, a military draft?"

The minister who kowtowed at the top was called "Du Ziling", and she was an "old senior" of Pingyong Kingdom.

However, he is only 30 years old, and like the generalissimo "Fang Sheng", it is said that he can learn literature and martial arts at the age of eight, and Pingyong is well-known in China as a "good seedling."

It's a pity that Wang Xuan asked them to "copy books" this time.

""Dream of Red Mansions", "Journey to the West", "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", "Water Margin"..."

"Today, we will start with "Dream of Red Mansions"!"

"Everyone, bring the words you don't understand to me to check and revise. Starting tomorrow, the whole city will rectify and print them..."

"What?" Wang Shiyu was shocked and surprised.

But Wang Xuan didn't think so.

He witnessed the three No. 50 "civilian officials" in front of him, and he was very happy. "As long as everyone checks a part of the book, a book will be checked soon..."

"What? Don't you all want to?"

He muttered, looking a little annoyed.

Du Ziling said, "Her Royal Highness's order is greater than the sky!"

Seeing this, all the officials stepped forward to collect the books.

Each person fumbled from the corner of the bed one by one, and just like that, it was not until dawn that "Dream of Red Mansions" was completely removed.

Wang Xuan's eyes were already blurry, and he walked without concentration.

It's just that the officials and ministers are completely different. Most of them are not full of energy, and even tremble all over.

Du Ziling said: "Who is Cao Xueqin at the end of this article?"

Wang Xuan was taken aback for a moment, and immediately changed his name to himself.

Du Ziling didn't ask, but her eyes were full of tears, and she tightly held the falsified "Dream of Red Mansions" in her hand.

"A good story is great! There's only one thing wrong..."

"What is that?" Wang Xuan asked, and she whispered the answer.

"How can a patriarchal society convince the public?"

When Wang Xuan heard it, he immediately remembered it.

"Why don't you reverse the gender in the text?"

"It's inappropriate, but there's something wonderful about it."

After Du Ziling finished speaking, she bowed and kowtowed, and all the civil servants present were in tears.

"What a wonderful essay!"

"Rare in the world!"

Most of the civil servants are singing the word "poignant and beautiful".

"His Royal Highness, no changes for now!"

As Du Ziling spoke, sweat began to overflow from her forehead.

Wang Xuan opened the "Red Mansion" which was pressed out of the corners by folds in his hand to appreciate it again.

The sketches in the text are all the lines that were dissected after a night of hard work.

"Take the book..."

"Untouched, directly disclosed..."

Wang Shiyu, who was standing beside her, watched quietly, she didn't say no, maybe it was the affection in the text that shocked her...

She turned her attention to the former "self" beside her again.

Wang Xuan became a "god" without a trace of a "demon".

"There is not a monster in the world who can write such words."

Wang Shiyu said lightly, and there was an uproar in the bedroom.

On the second day after the incident, the streets and alleys of Pingyong country were full of people, among them were soldiers, teachers, doctors, businessmen and so on.

Those eyes stared at the three-foot podium in front of them, Goulan Washe.

An old woman is holding "Red Mansions" and selling books to the public.

Chen Ziliang happened to pass by and stole one.

He wrapped up the book and didn't want to read it, he only felt that the name made people feel cool.

(End of this chapter)