How could it turn out like this?
Zhou Dafu was puzzled!
The manuscript was delivered personally by an old friend of the Xu family, so there shouldn't be any problems.
Besides, even if there is a problem, isn’t it the problem of the owner of Huayang Cave Heaven?
Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. What does this have to do with Zhouji Bookstore?
Are these people crazy? Why are they biting and ripping around like mad dogs?
No matter what, he didn't dare to make a decision on his own about such a big thing, and immediately decided to go to Xiao Penglai to report to Zhou Youde.
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In Little Penglai, Zhou Youde was still enjoying the opera.
"After a long journey through thousands of mountains and rivers, today I am fortunate to be at my post. I have endured countless hardships, and now I look back to see the clouds and trees. I followed Fang La and marched bravely, fighting dozens of battles to repel the Xiongnu. Even when I achieved victory, I was always betrayed by the generals, leaving all my heroic tactics in vain. I endured countless hardships, only to be left with a bloodstained battle robe..."
"Returning to the capital after the border peace, I owe the Emperor's grace to appoint me to the position of Imperial Guards. Gao Qiu, abusing his power, perpetrated jealousy, harming loyal and honest people for his greed. If it weren't for the wise and virtuous governor who sent me, I would have been executed without guilt. It's not uncommon for a man to encounter his own challenges, so there's no need for you to lament bitterly. The treacherous ministers framed the loyal and honest, and neither good nor evil can escape disaster. Sometimes the Emperor's grace will spare you, a talent, and you will be released back to the capital..."
"Heroes don't need to shed tears. Life and death, poverty and wealth, all have their time. Good and evil will be rewarded in due time. It's just a matter of whether you come early or late!"
The more he listened, the more interesting it became, and he began to hum along.
A maid knelt before him and rubbed his legs, while a servant stood behind him and rubbed his shoulders. Zhou Youde felt very comfortable.
Just then, the spoiling Zhou Dafu appeared again.
"Master, something terrible has happened!"
The rich man Zhou’s voice arrived before he even arrived.
Zhou Youde frowned, thinking to himself what a good-for-nothing bastard.
When Zhou Dafu arrived in front of him, Zhou Youde immediately scolded him: "What are you yelling about? Are you rushing to a funeral? You are making such a noise and ruining this elegant music."
Zhou Dafu said with a bitter face: "Master, I know I was wrong. But the matter is of great importance, I dare not not report it. Something big happened at the bookstore."
Zhou Youde snorted coldly and said, "Hurry up and tell me."
"Yes, sir." Zhou Dafu calmed down and said in a deep voice, "A lot of people gathered outside the bookstore just now. They all bought the book 'Journey to the West: The Legend of the Evil'. They said that the manuscript was written by someone we hired, and it was not written by the owner of Huayang Dongtian."
"Didn't I tell you to use the original manuscript that leaked out from the Xu family first, and then find someone to ghostwrite it later? You ignored me."
Zhou Youde was so angry that he kicked Zhou Dafu hard.
Zhou Dafu didn't dare to hide, and was kicked hard, crying out "ouch".
"Master, let me explain..."
Zhou Dafu grimaced in pain and said, "How dare I disobey the master's teachings? This manuscript was indeed provided by an old man from the Xu family."
"That's strange."
Zhou Youde's face was full of suspicion.
This Xu guy wants to join the Zhou family, so there is no reason for him to produce a fake manuscript.
Could it be...
A very scary idea came into Zhou Youde's mind.
Could this be a plot devised by the Xu family? If so, they are incredibly cunning.
In any case, the most important thing at the moment is to control the situation and calm down this storm.
"Master, you have to take charge of this for us. The store has been completely destroyed, and many of the employees have been injured. How about we report it to the police?"
Seeing that his master looked worried, Zhou Dafu offered some advice.
"Are you crazy, you bastard?"
Zhou Youde glared at the steward. "Report it to the authorities? Can you report something like this to the authorities? If you report it now, it will be known to everyone in the city. And the law doesn't punish everyone. Even if you report it to the authorities, can they arrest everyone involved?"
Zhou Dafu said with a sad face, "What should we do? Should we just swallow our anger and bear it?"
Zhou Youde snorted coldly and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the Xu family must be behind this. Send someone to check and see if anyone from the Xu family has actually left Hangzhou."
After a brief pause, Zhou Youde added, "As for the bookstore, we'll close it for a few days to avoid the spotlight. The injured clerk will be taken there for treatment, and the cashier will pay for it."
"Master is wise!"
Zhou Dafu took the opportunity to flatter him.
"Go away."
Zhou Youde felt that all interest had been lost and shouted at the troupe: "All of you get out too."
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Xixi Hongyuan.
Hong Miaoyun looked at the book "Journey to the West: The Legend of the Evil" in her hand and felt a little amused.
She simply didn't believe that such poor writing was written by the owner of Huayang Cave Heaven.
It is obvious that the people from Zhouji Bookstore were tempted by the money and hired someone to write the sequel.
It’s just that this person’s writing is so poor that one can see the flaws at a glance.
"Miss, I heard that Zhouji Bookstore was smashed up. Several of the bookstore employees were injured."
Cuiwen said this very proudly, as if she had also contributed to it.
"These profiteers are so ruthless. They didn't even find a reliable writer to write the sequel. They want to make money with this kind of writing. It's like a toad wanting to eat swan meat. It's wishful thinking!"
She was also a fan of the book "Journey to the West", and when she saw that the book was destroyed beyond recognition by the Zhou family, she was filled with hatred.
"What happened later? How did the Zhou family react?"
Hong Miaoyun also became interested.
"What else can we do? I heard that the Zhou family simply closed the bookshop and became a coward."
Cuiwen sighed and said, "It's really a bargain for them."
"That's strange. Logically, the Zhou family won't let this go."
Hong Miaoyun shook her head and said, "I thought I could continue watching Journey to the West, but in the end it was all in vain."
"Don't be too disappointed, miss. Maybe there will be better books in the future."
Cuiwen consoled him, "I heard that Mr. Xu Xiao has recently composed a new lyric. Would you like to listen to it, young lady?"
"Master Xu has written new lyrics again?"
Hong Miaoyun immediately became interested when she heard this.
"Well, I heard that it has been composed into a song, and it's being sung in the brothels and brothels of Hangzhou."
"Read it to me."
Cuiwen nodded and whispered, "The name of the tune is Huanxisha."
"Ten miles of lake light, carrying wine and traveling, green curtains low reflecting white apple island. West wind listens to the water chestnut picking songs. Sometimes I hug the sandbank with my sleeves, but where is the painted boat to be caught with a fishing line? Returning speechless, I make up in the evening."
Ever since the Gushan Poetry Festival, Hong Miaoyun has been praising Xu Yan's poetry, even more than her former favorite, Shen Mingchen.
When Hong Miaoyun heard the lyrics written by Xu Yan again, she still felt her heart beating fast.
"This poem is so beautiful and elegant."
Hong Miaoyun showed envy on her face.
"Sometimes I embrace the sandbank with my sleeves, but where can I find the painted boat? I return speechless to the evening dressing room... The artistic conception is extremely beautiful."
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P.S.: Lao Kun wrote it very well. Did you enjoy it? If you enjoyed it, please give me some recommendation votes~
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