Dressed like a loser and went to raise a baby

Chapter 458: The eagerly awaited new book is on the market

The air pressure in the room was low. King Chang'an threw a packet of medicinal powder that the guards found from the closet and threw it on Princess Chang'an's face.

"What else do you have to say?" The doctor has already seen it. This is the ultimate medicine.

Princess Chang'an was still sitting on the chair, leaning against the back of the chair and closing her eyelids, saying, "I have nothing to say, my concubine."

Since all the evidence has been found, there is no way to explain, so naturally there is nothing to say.

"I have nothing to say." King Chang'an slapped the high table in his hand hard, causing the tea cups on the high table to collide with each other and make a crisp sound.

Princess Chang'an gave birth to a son and a daughter for Prince Chang'an, and now she is a grandmother again. Prince Chang'an also needs financial support from Princess Chang'an's family, so naturally he cannot divorce Princess Chang'an just because of this.

Therefore, King Chang'an confined Princess Chang'an to the main courtyard. Princess Chang'an could not step out of the courtyard without his permission. When the general affairs of the palace were occupied, the housekeeper took care of them on her behalf.

In addition, the King of Chang'an also sent people to set fire to several printing shops in the city. However, because workers worked overtime to print the wild scholar's new book, when the fire started, the workers discovered it and put it out in time. , so it didn’t cause much damage.

But several printing shops were out of business at the same time, which naturally made people smell something unusual.

In the teahouse, several men in long robes were drinking tea and chatting about this unusual leakage incident.

"Sooner or later, Wild Scholar's new book was leaked just as it was being printed. What do you think this means?"

"It means someone set the fire on fire. Several printing shops were destroyed. There is no reason it could be an accident."

"It also means that the Wild Scholar's new book contains major events that cannot be known, so the old prince is anxious."

"Yes, I have a friend who works in a printing shop. I asked him how he liked the latest volume of Wild Scholar. He told me to buy it. The content is quite exciting."

"It seems to be a true story again."

"Isn't it true that real people can make people so anxious that they can set themselves on fire?"

The few of them smiled at each other in a tacit understanding and looked at the Mengyou Bookstore opposite, hoping that the books would be available soon.

The arson failed, and the King of Chang'an was so angry that he cursed the people sent out to set the fire as useless, and he had another plan in mind.

If burning down the printing shop doesn't work, then he will burn down the bookstore. When all the books arrive at Mengyou Bookstore, he will burn it clean. It doesn't matter who opened the bookstore. Anyway, the fact that he was cuckolded cannot be exposed to the world. People know.

However, the people in the bookstore were already on guard, and the person who sneaked into the backyard of the bookstore was caught before he could take action.

However, this man was very strict with his words. After he was caught, not only did he not reveal the person behind it, he even said that it was Zuo Xiang Yu Wei who had harmed his family, and that was why he wanted to set the fire in revenge.

Yu Wei had the man who set the fire sent to Jingzhao Yamen and handed it over directly to Jingzhao Yamen for processing.

The next day, a flag announcing the release of Wild Scholar's new book was placed at the door of Mengyou Bookstore.

Book lovers lined up in a long line at the door of Mengyou Bookstore. While the waiter was bringing books to people, he said, "You almost won't be able to buy this book today."

"Why? What happened?" the person at the back asked curiously.

Someone knew that the printing shop was leaking, so he asked: "But it was almost leaking."

The clerk nodded, "Fortunately, we were prepared. He was caught as soon as he came in. He is currently in the prison of Jingzhaotai Yamen."

"Did he say who sent him here?" Although they knew that the person who set the fire could not reveal the person behind him, someone still asked.The clerk handed the book to the person in front of him, shook his head and said, "No, he also said that he wanted to set fire to take revenge because he had a grudge against our boss."

The people in line immediately said: "Only fools believe this."

"That's right." The others nodded.

First, the printing shop was burned down, and then Mengyou Bookstore was almost set on fire. Obviously, this was not aimed at Zuo Xiang, the owner behind Mengyou Bookstore, but because he did not want the release of the Wild Scholar's new book.

People who bought the book couldn't wait to flip through it. After reading two pages, they smiled and said: "I see, that's it..."

No wonder some people want to burn down the printing shop and Mengyou Bookstore. The content of the new book is too exciting.

The people who were still in line immediately pointed at the person and said, "Don't tell me, I want to see for myself."

It makes people feel uncomfortable if someone else says something they haven't seen yet.

The man smiled and said, "I won't tell you, I won't tell you."

A young man wearing a green gown in the team said: "You have heard that early in the morning a few days ago, someone saw two corpses pulled out from the back door of Chang'an Palace and dragged all the way to the mass grave."

"I haven't heard of it, but it's nothing unusual. In a deep mansion like Chang'an Palace, who doesn't die of several maids and servants every year?"

"That's right, people like this are used to buying slaves with death contracts. If they make any mistake, they will be beaten to death if they know some unspeakable secret. It's really cruel."

Because a slave who has signed a death contract can be sold and beaten to death at will by his master.

The young man in the long gown said nothing more, because his goal had been achieved. His goal was to let people know that the Chang'an Palace took two corpses to the mass graves a few days ago to deepen the authenticity of the story written by the wild scholar.

King Chang'an was sitting in the private room of the teahouse opposite Mengyou Bookstore, looking at the long queue outside the bookstore, and wanted to kick them all away.

But he couldn't. Even if he was the prince, he couldn't chase away the people who were lining up, let alone have Mengyou Bookstore closed. He had the power, and Mengyou Bookstore also had a backstage.

"Haha, the old prince was cuckolded. The concubine and the guard had a child. He actually thought it was his own. In fact, he didn't even know that he couldn't give birth a long time ago, hahaha..."

Laughter spread into the private room, and King Chang'an squeezed the tea cup in his hand, laughing at the old prince in the book as if he was laughing at himself.

He wanted to send someone out to teach those who laughed at him a lesson, but other voices also spoke up.

"Yeah, it's really ridiculous. The old princess left one without the infertile medicine just to let the old prince know that he can't let anyone get pregnant. Even if a concubine is pregnant with a child, the child belongs to someone else."

"Then the old prince actually thinks that he has a sword that is still young, hahaha..."

"That's right, he is a person who even needs to take medicine to do that, and he still thinks that his sword is not old. It really makes me laugh to death."

For a moment, everyone in the teahouse seemed to be talking about laughing at the old prince.

Of course, the King of Chang'an couldn't teach everyone in the teahouse a lesson, so he was so angry that he crushed the teacup in his hand in the private room.

I wish I could kill both the wild scholar and the left prime minister Yu Wei with a thousand knives.

"Ah, that's right." Yu Wei walked outside the royal study and sneezed, rubbed his itchy neck, and said to himself, "Who is thinking about me?"

(End of this chapter)