Zhao Chuchu was meticulously raised since childhood. Relying on her adoptive mother's doting and wealth, she indulged in idleness, eating, drinking, and merry-making, visiting brothels, and tea...
#Feeling sorry for Bai Mianyang#
#Bug girl Meng Xin#
#Scheming man Lu Ning#
#Go to your stand-in#
Several topics about "The Imperial Merchant's Substitute Husband" spread throughout Renhe County soon after the third issue of the book was released. People could be heard discussing this storybook in every street and alley.
At Tianshui Bookstore, Xie Ping finished reading the third issue of Fengya Bookstore, slowly closed the book, and looked dimly, not knowing what she was thinking.
She left the bookstore and was walking back when she suddenly saw a figure. Her pupils suddenly shrank, but only for a moment before returning to normal quickly.
"Go and find out who that person is?" she said to her personal maid.
She followed the young figure, with a flash of obsession in her eyes. They looked so alike.
It was a long time before she left.
After returning to Xie's house, Wu Jia threw himself into Xie Ping's arms like a little butterfly.
Xie Ping held him in her arms as usual, but looking at those eyes that she usually loved to kiss, she felt bored for a moment.
Wu Jia talked to her, but she showed little interest the whole time and left alone soon after.
Wu Jia watched her walk towards Youzhi Garden with a thoughtful look in his eyes. He called out to Disdain: "Go and ask where my wife went today and what she did."
The servant was about to go after receiving the order, but was stopped by him again.
"Remember, be very careful and don't let anyone know."
Xie Ping hated it most when anyone inquired about her whereabouts. If she found out, Wu Jia would definitely fall out of favor.
But something was really wrong with Xie Ping today.
Wu Jia touched his eyes, and the doubt in his eyes became more and more intense.
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Because Zhang Xiuyuan mentioned that the Hu and Zhao printing factories might know clues about the person behind the pyrotechnic attack on the Cai printing factory.
The county magistrate sent people to question the two families.
At first, both sides hesitated, but later they were forced to let go under the threat of torture from the county magistrate.
The two printing houses received a letter almost at the same time.
The letter was filled with secrets about the two printing factories that could not be told to outsiders. The man wrote in the letter: No matter what means are used, Fengya Bookstore is not allowed to print, otherwise those things will be spread out.
How many people in this world are clean and honest? Especially those who do business. With a large family and a big business, there will inevitably be some dirty things in the family.
Once those things were made public, their printing factory would not go bankrupt, but it would definitely suffer a heavy blow.
So, they tacitly agreed.
When Song Wanxian approached them, Li Youxiu rejected her.
"So, you don't know who wrote the letter to you?" asked the county magistrate, looking at the two letters.
The words on the letter were not written, but rather looked like they were printed, eliminating the possibility of people recognizing the handwriting.
That person is really good at hiding it.
"Sir, we really don't know."
The fire at the printing factory is still under investigation, but the investigation into the Tianshui Bookstore, or more precisely, the investigation into Yizhihaitang, is still ongoing.
On the second day after the third issue of books and magazines went on sale, bad rumors appeared in Renhe County.
"Have you heard? It is said that the Begonia is an ugly middle-aged woman who is very lustful and has married many young maids."
"I heard she also likes to beat people. Two young servants were beaten to death by her."
"I heard she was a dissolute woman who liked to force herself on young men from decent families. One young man, unable to bear the humiliation, jumped into a well."
"I heard that she drinks the blood of young boys to live longer and stay young. How can we read the stories of someone like that?"