Chapter 3
The nephew felt a little awkward when he saw the soldiers coming in, but he didn't forget to put on airs: "When did the Jinwu Guards start doing this kind of work? It's really hard work."
After saying that, he stuffed a purse into the leader's hand.
The leader's face flushed red, and he immediately raised his knife to kill the nephew. The nephew was also frightened and said in a trembling voice: "Brother, I have always given you money, why are you turning your back on me today?"
Another person appeared from behind the officers and soldiers. He was wearing the same black and gold round-necked robe, but he looked different. Jian Xinyi looked at him in a daze. He had sword-like eyebrows, star-like eyes, phoenix eyes and thin lips. He looked a bit like the cold man she wrote about.
It is your blessing to be a little like Wanwan.
The indifferent man waved his hand, frowned as he looked at the bookstore that looked like a post-war ruin, and ordered, "That's enough, take him away."
Still an official, not bad.
Jian Xinyi understood the benefits of clinging to Master Shangguan's thighs, and quickly stepped forward and kowtowed several times: "Sir, this man bullies men and women, he deserves death, you must avenge us."
But the cold man didn't seem to want to pay attention to her. He just ordered: "The Ministry of Justice and the Dali Temple will decide the right and wrong. Take the man away."
The man who had just been embraced wanted to slip away. Jian Xinyi could no longer sit there and wait for death. She reached out to stop him and explained, "Wait, wait, sir, you don't know. This man is the nephew of a wealthy family member. It must be difficult to catch him. Even if he is caught, it will be difficult for the Jingzhao Yin to judge him."
All the Jinwu Guards were present, and when they heard her expose the secrets of officialdom so easily, their faces turned unhappy.
Jian Xinyi also knew that in ancient times, suing an official was almost a dead end, but she really had no choice and smiled at the indifferent man again.
The cold man raised his lips and stood in front of her. There was a height difference between them, so he leaned down to look her in the eye and asked word by word, "Oh, so you mean that the Jingzhao Yin was partial to her and perverted the law, the Ministry of Justice was secretly colluding, and the Dali Temple was blind?"
Jian Xinyi felt a little embarrassed by his gaze. She stepped back a little, turned around and walked towards the nephew: "How could that be? What I mean is that you must not just arrest this man and leave it at that. You must make sure that he receives the punishment he deserves. Otherwise, you may be able to stop him once, but not a second time."
Some Jinwu Guards couldn't stand seeing Jian Xinyi's rebellious behavior and scolded her, "How dare you! Do you know who this person is..."
"Alright, Fang Wu, no more talk," the indifferent man interrupted. "I know what you mean. I'll send someone to see to it that he receives the punishment he deserves. But in the meantime, give us the bookstore's latest publications, and the manuscript on your sleeve."
After saying that, Old Lin presented a number of manuscripts that had not yet been destroyed. However, the indifferent man was obviously more interested in the drawings in Jian Xinyi's sleeve. She wanted to hide it further, but seeing the indifferent man's deep eyes, she had no choice but to lower her head and take it out: "Sir, this is not for publication. I'm just drawing for fun..."
Before Jian Xinyi could finish her words, the indifferent man snatched it away, "What is this?"
"Comic strips, haha, sir, please give them back to me. They're polluting your eyes."
The indifferent man glanced through it casually and found that it was just a work of a woman thinking about love. He said casually: "Boring."
But the Jinwu Guard next to him noticed something and pointed at the portrait of the cold man: "Sir, this man looks quite like you."
Jian Xinyi was shocked and immediately snatched the drawing. If they stopped her, her plan would be ruined. "Surprise, my lords, there are books here."
The indifferent man stopped talking and began to examine the scattered books on the ground. He casually asked, "The emperor has been very strict recently. There are no reflections in the published books. They discuss matters of state, promote improper ideas, and promote matters between men and women."
Jian Xinyi laughed heartily, glanced at the nephew, and said sarcastically, "No, no, we are different from some people. We abide by the law, haha."
The group of Jinwu Guards flipped through the contents of the book and found that there was indeed no problem. They gathered around the cold man and said, "Sir, let's go."
The indifferent man looked around, his eyes fixed on the nephew, and ordered: "Take this person away."
"yes."
Everyone carried the nephew and the group of thugs out together.
The nephew was still speaking arrogantly: "You, you just wait, I will sue your uncle and teach you how to be so presumptuous!"
Seeing that the matter was finally settled, Jian Xinyi picked up Lao Lin from the ground and comforted him, "Dad, he's gone."
Old Lin dusted himself off and looked helplessly at the mess on the ground. He sighed, "I hope this man will keep his promise and put Cao Jiaxu in jail."
Jian Xinyi also quickly stood up to help clean up the bookstore, but she recalled that Doctor Zhang had told her about this nephew of the wealthy man before. She thought that this nephew must have been notorious for a long time, so she moved closer to Lao Lin.
"Dad, do you know anyone else who has a grudge against Cao Jiaxu? If we find more people to testify, we'll have a better chance of winning."
Old Lin's eyes rolled, a hint of joy appeared on his face, and he slapped his thigh heavily: "That makes sense. I'll go out and ask around this afternoon."
Just as he was about to step out, he suddenly remembered something and asked Jian Xinyi, "By the way, what is this drawing of yours? Let me see it."
Jian Xinyi was a little embarrassed, but she had no choice but to hand it over. After all, if she really wanted to make money through the game, she had to pass her father's test. So she unfolded the drawing and showed it to Lao Lin.
Seeing that Lao Lin looked at it for a long time without saying anything, Jian Xinyi felt uneasy: "Dad, do you think we can make money by selling this thing?"
Old Lin hissed, his face solemn. He rubbed his beard several times, almost scratching it bald. Finally, he spoke slowly, "It's quite novel. I can't say whether it will make money or not."
Seeing that this was promising, Jian Xinyi took the draft from Lao Lin and asked tentatively, "Then let's print some first and see the reaction."
Lao Lin was a little surprised. He thought she had drawn this to pass the time when she was bored, but he didn't expect her to print it out and sell it. "You want to print this? Who are you showing it to?"
Jian Xinyi wasn't entirely sure, her tone a bit erratic. "Young ladies from wealthy families in the capital? They rarely go out, so playing games is just a way to comfort themselves."
"this……"
Lao Lin couldn't make up his mind for a moment.
Jian Xinyi rolled up the drawing, still feeling uneasy: "It's okay, it's just a drawing. I'll polish it up a bit, and maybe it will be much better."
Old Lin watched her carefully put away the drawings, his eyes slightly stunned, but he could only console her: "But you have to know that most of the people who come to buy books are scholars. There are few women to begin with, and even fewer who can buy books."
Jian Xinyi helped Old Lin straighten the bookshelf, but she didn't forget to retort, "I understand these principles, but there are few books written for women in this world. And every book about talented men and beautiful women is filled with deception. Although this thing of mine isn't as valuable as gold, it's the first time I've written for them."
Old Lin smiled helplessly and tapped her forehead with his finger. "You're so shameless with your boasting. Okay, I'll just treat it as a joke. I'll go out and ask around to see if anyone else has a grudge against Cao Jiaxu. What would you like to eat when you come back?"
Jian Xinyi pursed her lips and said, "Don't give people credit anymore."
"No credit, no credit. Now that the crisis in our shop is over, we must look forward to everything."
Lao Lin laughed and walked out.
Seeing that Lao Lin had finally resolved his worries, Jian Xinyi felt relieved. After cleaning up the bookstore in front, she went back to her room to create.
Not long after I sat down, someone seemed to come over from the bookstore and shouted loudly: "Yu, your father is gone, come out and play."
Jian Xinyi went out to see, and it turned out to be Bai Yuanyuan, Lin Zhuiyu's childhood playmate.
Most of the parents of the children in North Street are engaged in business and have no time to take care of them, so these children also play in groups. However, Old Lin never lets Lin Cuiyu go out. He must be hoping that Lin Cuiyu can be as quiet and polite as a lady.
But Lin Zhuiyu didn't understand and often went out to play. Jian Xinyi understood, but didn't want to do that.
She never lived according to other people's ideas.
"Here I come."
Jian Xinyi secretly took out the sketch in her hand and handed it to Bai Yuanyuan: "This is for you, a comic strip."
Bai Yuanyuan took a quick look and was very surprised: "You can draw this, it's amazing, I'll go back tonight and take a look secretly."
Jian Xinyi was very proud and put her arm around Bai Yuanyuan's shoulders: "Of course, when I make a lot of money in the future, I will be the first to invest in your rouge shop."
Bai Yuanyuan felt a little uncomfortable seeing Jian Xinyi's enthusiasm, and gently broke free from her arms: "Just blow it. By the way, speaking of my rouge shop, things have been really strange lately."
"What's up?"
Bai Yuanyuan's eyes widened when she mentioned this, and her voice rose a few notches unconsciously. "Something is always being stolen, and I don't know why. I can't find out what it is, even if I check."
"The rouge was stolen?" Jian Xinyi was a little confused and continued to ask, following Bai Yuanyuan's words, "Was it the shop owner's dirty tricks, or was it a customer who stole it?"
"Yeah, you thought it was just these two, right? We checked, but we couldn't find them." Bai Yuanyuan was extremely angry, gritting her teeth and emphasizing her words, "And this guy stole both rouge and powder. How annoying."
"Stealing rouge and powder together? They don't cost much. If you really want money, you should go to a pawn shop or something like that."
"That's right, my mother just thought she was lost. There's nothing she can find out anyway."
The two continued walking down the street. It was dusk and the streets were busy. Jian Xinyi kept turning sideways, suddenly thinking of her evil nephew. She asked, "Has your mother offended anyone recently?"
When Bai Yuanyuan heard Jian Xinyi's question, she thought carefully for a long time before shaking her head. "She always said that harmony brings wealth, so there shouldn't be any conflict. Besides, my mother's shop is so small that the nobles would look down on it."
It's strange that the shop lost its rouge and powder for no apparent reason.
Jian Xinyi always felt that this matter was not simple, just like a casual little plot in the game, but it was a foreshadowing for the advancement of the plot. Maybe she was overthinking it, but as the person who wrote the plot, she had to be more careful.
Bai Yuanyuan felt a little embarrassed when she saw her serious expression. She reached out and patted her, reminding her, "Tell your father to be more careful recently. What if this thief gets away and commits crimes?"
Jian Xinyi nodded, looked at the tall and luxurious Xianxian Building at the end of the street, turned and walked into the alley. The group of children were already waiting for them.
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