I want to create ten types of civilization

Chapter 875

Xuan Mo and his group had already gone to the restaurant and waited for a while before Fan Xian came back.

I also know why the book "The Red Chamber" has spread to the public. It turns out that Wang Qinian, that is, the city gate, sold him the map and tricked him into reselling it for two taels of silver.

However, he failed to catch the opponent and let him run away.

"Brother, you really wrote this book?" Versace called Brother directly.

He has seen the market for this red building, if it is in his own hands, how much money will he make.

What he thinks now is that this book was written by Fan Xian, so that he can reach a cooperation with Fan Xian, and then sell this book and make a lot of money!

"I didn't write it. Mr. Cao Xueqin wrote about the Red Chamber." Fan Xian did not lie.

But some people don't believe it.

"Brother, don't hide it, there is no such person in the world." Fan Ruoruo said, she once asked if the Red Chamber was written by Fan Xian, but the other party always said it was written by Mr. Cao.

So she sent someone to investigate, and there was no Mr. Cao Xueqin at all.

"Ruoruo, you can't say that. Just because you didn't find him, doesn't mean there isn't such a person." Xuan Mo chuckled.

"Oh, Brother Mo, do you know this gentleman?" Fan Ruoruo's bright eyes widened. Although the two had already confirmed the relationship between the teacher and the disciple, the address was still relatively casual.

"There is such a person, but he is not in this world." Xuan Mo said.

Fan Ruoruo nodded knowingly, but she mistakenly thought that the gentleman had passed away.

It's not just Fan Ruoruo who thinks so, Versace also thinks so, but that's not the focus of his thoughts.

"I didn't know about such a book before. Could it be...Brother, you wrote this book, and that gentleman is no longer here. Does that mean you are the only one who knows?"

Fan Xian looked at Xuan Mo.

Versace reacted very quickly at this time, and said with a row of thighs: "Only you two know? If so, we will definitely make a lot of money if we sell this!"

Hearing this, everyone rolled their eyes.

This guy is really a money junkie.

Fan Xian was even more amazed by Versace's arithmetic ability.

"Listen to me, I read it just now, and this volume can be bought for eight taels of silver, and the quality is average, and the cost is only three cents and two cents. We can make a net profit of seven taels, six cents and eight cents for every book we sell!
And in just a short while, eight or nine books were sold. If you open a shop and open up your staff, you can sell at least a hundred books a day.

One hundred books can be sold for 760 taels, and with good time control, one volume will be published in fifteen days, that is 520 taels.

Manual rebooking counts as three points, so you can get 64 taels.

At that time, if you publish eleven or twelve volumes, at least ninety-six thousand, seventy-six thousand and sixty-eight taels, huge profits.

Brother, you are my own brother, as long as you let me do it, you will give me the paper, and I will take care of the rest. Then you will benefit six and four. "

Fan Xian was dumbfounded. Versace's arithmetic ability broke his previous understanding of Versace.

"Go away, get out of the way!"

"It's not allowed to sell, get out of the way!"

At this moment, there were vile shouts from downstairs.

"Son of the Minister of Rites, Guo Baokun!" Teng Zijing gritted his teeth and said in a low voice after seeing the leader downstairs.

Fan Xian raised his eyebrows, is this guy the one who ruined Teng Zijing's family?

"Do you want to beat him up?" Seeing Teng Zijing secretly hating him, wishing he could tear Guo Baokun apart, Fan Xian couldn't help asking.

"I only have one life, I don't want to make trouble again." Teng Zijing said with restraint.

"Then, if you are given a chance to kill him, will you kill him or not?" A voice interjected.

Both Teng Zijing and Fan Xian were shocked.

"What are you watching? I'm watching a play." Xuan Mo chuckled and looked downstairs.

Downstairs, Guo Baokun, the so-called son of the Minister of Rites, was introducing himself, and his appearance was dignified, but his image was really sanctimonious.

At this moment, the other party was holding a book of Red Chamber in his hand.

"Everyone, this kind of filthy and miscellaneous books is degrading to the gentlemen!" Guo Baokun introduced himself, threw the red building on the ground, and stomped hard on it.

Immediately, he turned his head to look at the positions of the people upstairs: "In my opinion, this book will be banned from today onwards."

Fan Xian hadn't expressed his opinion yet, but Versace was angry.

If you want to ban the Red Chamber, isn't that just cutting off my money?How can this work!
Versace hurried downstairs.

"Fart you, Guo Baokun!" Before the person walked out of the lobby, the scolding had already spread.

"Which kid speaks rudely!" Guo Baokun was furious.

"I'm your grandpa!"

Versace walked out of the lobby.

Seeing that the one who said these words was only a young man, the onlookers laughed out loud.

"Who did Guo Baokun associate with?" Fan Xianjing asked, appearing unfazed.

"He was once the companion of the East Palace." Fan Ruoruo said.

"Prince?"

"Ah."

"It's His Highness the Crown Prince again." Fan Xian's tone was low. He had suspected before that his assassination was related to the Crown Prince, and this Guo Baokun was obviously here to cause trouble.

Although no name has been named yet, the Red Mansion was created by him in this world, and the other party wants to ban the book, or even humiliate it, yet it happened to appear in front of him.

If it was a coincidence, no one would believe it.

"Since he is here for you, why is that kid so excited?" Teng Zijing looked at Versace who rushed out downstairs angrily, and couldn't help being curious.

Fan Xian was taken aback: "Yeah, why is he so angry? Does he have a grudge against Guo Baokun?"

"No." Fan Ruoruo was also puzzled.

"You haven't seen it yet? That kid is like this because he hates Guo Baokun for cutting off his financial path." Xuan Mo said.

Several people were startled, as if this might be big.

Especially Fan Ruoruo, who knew his younger brother's temperament, felt that this was the truth!
At this time, the downstairs has already laughed at the pot.

"Guo Baokun, what official position do you have to ban books? It's just a palace editor, a big sesame official, do you have the ability to ban books?
Besides, this book is loved by so many people, which means it is a good book! "Versace opened his mouth and cursed.

Guo Baokun was angry in his heart, but his expression was a look of disgust and ridicule: "I wonder which gangster it is from? It turns out it's you, a stupid pig."

"You are a pig, and your father, the Minister of Rites, is also a pig!" Versace was not afraid, and when the other party scolded him, he dared to scold even worse.

At this moment, a person from the crowd interrupted the quarrel between the two.

"Rang Rang, Rang Rang, I have met Mr. Guo." The visitor was dressed as a scholar: "I heard that Mr. Guo has a great literary talent, and it is true when I saw him today.

Seeing that Mr. Guo is helping the concubine Ming for the people of the world, it is very gratifying! "

"Who is this guy? He looks like he's trying to curry favor with that guy surnamed Guo." Xuan Mo grinned, the current scene didn't even count as a child's fight to him.

It's just a farce in a farce, or a farce at the level of an idiot.

"This person, He Zongwei, is known as a talented person in the capital." Fan Ruoruo introduced, and she also happened to have heard of him.

"This is to take refuge in the Ming Lord." Fan Xian sighed.

"Master? If you made a wrong vote, you may be lost forever." Xuan Mo glanced at Fan Xian.

Downstairs, Guo Baokun and Na He Zongwei were already flattering each other, but they left Versace aside.

However, Guo Baokun obviously wouldn't really put Versace on the air. After complimenting each other, he naturally brought the topic to Versace, and even brought Versace's father with him.

To say that Versace is stupid is a bit stupid, but he is not stupid, and he is quite shrewd when it comes to money.

When he heard the other party insulting his father, he immediately punched Guo Baokun.

And Guo Baokun, as a dude, naturally has many thugs around him, one of them is to tie up Versace.

Seeing the opponent attack, Teng Zijing wanted to go down to rescue Versace, but was stopped by Fan Xian.

"He's about to start."

"Don't let his men recognize you." Fan Xian said.

Teng Zijing was a little anxious: "Then what should I do? Is it up to your brother to be beaten?"

Fan Xian raised his eyebrows: "How could that be?"

After the words fell, he was about to go downstairs, but was stopped by Xuan Mo.

"Ruoruo." Xuanmo Xuanmo who stopped Fan Xian said.

"Ok?"

"Take it." Xuan Mo threw two things over, and Fan Ruoruo caught them.

Seeing those two things, Teng Zijing, who was still in place, was stunned and stared wide-eyed.

Where did you take it from?What Fan Ruoruo took was a three-foot long bow and a white feather arrow!
Such a big thing, why didn't I find that you were carrying it?

Fan Ruoruo was also taken aback, and continued to think of Brother Mo's words before and the current situation. Combined with the bow and arrow in his hand, he still didn't understand what Brother Mo meant.

Immediately, the arrow was set on the string, the long bow was fully drawn, and it was pointed downstairs.

Seeing this scene, Teng Zijing stared wide-eyed, this weak girl, how could she have such strength, the bow was fully drawn! ?
"Versace, as long as you admit your mistake, for your father's sake, I will forgive you this time." Guo Baokun pretended to be magnanimous, but his tone showed the heart of a villain.

Is Versace willing to accept it?

"Throw him out for me."

The guard was obedient, and directly threw Versace out vigorously. This fall was not light, the guard had kung fu, and directly threw Versace two feet away, howling to the end.

Fan Ruoruo's eyes turned cold, and he let go of the long string in his hand, and the arrow flashed like white light.

Whoosh.

puff!
Without making a sound, the arrow directly passed through the guard's heart and landed on the ground behind the guard. The white feathers on the arrow had already been stained red with blood.

thump…

"Killer!" The crowd reacted, screaming and running away, hiding from a distance to wait and see.

Guo Baokun was even more taken aback. He yelled at the guards, and a group of people immediately protected him. As for He Zongwei, who was at the side, he was left unattended. He pissed his pants in fright and sat slumped on the ground.

upstairs.

Teng Zijing stared at Fan Ruoruo with an expression of disbelief.

Fan Xian also looked in disbelief.

"Are you dumbfounded?" Xuan Mo chuckled.

"What did you teach?"

"No, but there are some things that don't need to be taught, don't you, Ruoruo?" Xuan Mo looked at Fan Ruoruo.

"En." Fan Ruoruo nodded.

"You, have you ever killed someone?" Fan Xian stared at Fan Ruoruo, still in disbelief. The little girl who followed him when he was a child was able to kill someone without changing her face.

"No, this is the first time." Fan Ruoruo answered naturally.

Fan Xian didn't know what to say, and looked at Xuan Mo: "What should we do now?" He was also knocked out of his head.

Xuan Mo stood up, walked to Fan Ruoruo, and patted her little head.

"You performed well. I thought you would be afraid, but all the kung fu I taught you was for nothing."

Fan Ruoruo showed a sweet smile and said: "I didn't think that much, but Brother Mo, you said that no matter what I do, you will support me."

"That's right, you've got a mask, so if you want to do something, you can do it boldly." Xuan Mo said, looking at the people downstairs who had recovered from their panic.

"This man intended to assassinate the minister of the court and the son of Uncle Si Nan. His behavior was bad. Fortunately, he was stopped. He might have caused a big disaster!
You have seen it all, the witnesses are still here! "Xuan Mo said, Versace who has been dumbfounded.

Xuan Mo's tone could be said to be extremely rude and even a little domineering, but the people below didn't feel uncomfortable at all when they listened.

There is only fear and panic, and they don't know where the panic comes from, as if they have done something wrong and are being judged by the emperor himself.

This is just the feeling of those ordinary people. Guo Baokun, who had entered the palace, was even more shocked in his heart.

Seeing everyone's silence, Xuan Mo's lips lightened, and his voice resounded in everyone's ears.

Let everyone be puzzled, shocked, and terrified!

"Fan's family has a daughter, she should stand in the court, the sons should return, the heavens and the earth will be created, the emperor will come down, ghosts and gods will scold you, I hope you...you will never make mistakes."

At this moment, not only the crowd downstairs, but even Fan Xian and Teng Zijing stared wide-eyed.

Most of the people gathered here are here to buy books, and they have more or less diplomas. It is not difficult to understand the meaning of the above-mentioned vernacular sentences.

Roughly speaking, if there is a daughter of the Fan family, she should sit in the court, and all the schools of thought should submit to her, and create a new world, or dynasty.

A woman who can proclaim the emperor has appeared, and those who oppose will be haunted by ghosts and gods. I hope everyone, don't delay yourself.

If this sentence is heard by the current sage, it can be said that it will be a great crime!Big sin!
"Qingfeng doesn't know Mingyuexin, even immortals and demons have no trace." After humming, Xuan Mo walked downstairs, and Fan Ruoruo followed.

……

"Teacher, what do you mean?" Fan Xian said with a frown on his face when he came out of the restaurant. At this time, he finally became civilized.

He always felt that it was extremely inappropriate to shout out the teacher's words in public, and it would bring disaster to the Fan family.

"Fortunately, you are still a scholar, you don't understand the meaning of the words?" Xuan Mo asked intentionally.

"I understand the meaning of the words, but I don't understand you."

"literal meaning."

"???"

"You say, let Ruoruo be the empress, how about it?" Xuan Mo asked suddenly.

"what!!!"

thump…

Versace, who had just bandaged his arm, fell directly to the ground, ignoring the pain and staring blankly at Xuan Mo.

Fan Xian also stared wide-eyed, sweating profusely.

Even Fan Ruoruo's eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly.

"What are you doing, you groundhog?" Xuan Mo reached out and lifted Fan Ruoruo's chin up.

Outside the car, Teng Zijing's hands holding the reins were shaking. It was obviously a sunny day, but at this moment, he felt bone-chillingly cold.

He just wanted to find his family back, so he felt like he was caught in a shocking secret.

"Don't think about it, I won't force you. When you are ready one day, or want to do it, I will make you the emperor and the co-lord of the world." Xuan Mo stroked Ruoruo's little head to appease her. other side.

He didn't plan anything, he just felt bored and was looking for something to do.

If Fan Xian and the others knew Xuan Mo's thoughts at this time, I don't know how they would feel. You are bored and just looking for something to do, but if this word spreads to the palace.

I'm afraid it will bring about a fatal disaster.

Even if Emperor Qing didn't care about his status, if he took it as a joke, he was afraid that those princes and others wouldn't think so.

Besides, is the emperor really broad-minded?

(End of this chapter)