Datang: Empress mother-in-law sent Li Er to test me

"If you think there is a problem, talk to His Majesty!"

Changsun Wuji opened his mouth, his face turned green, what about talking to His Majesty?Even if you don't know, your father-in-law is His Majesty!

Tell him, that's a fart!

Changsun Wuji frowned and said, "You're digging your own grave. This old man advises you, you'd better stop thinking about it, or you'll end up bad!"

Zhang Dun said with a smile on his face: "I like to do things that ordinary people dare not do, Changsun Shangshu, if you still want to persuade me, please don't persuade me, I won't listen."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, "Come here! See off the guests!"

"You—" Changsun Wuji's nose was about to crooked with anger, you bastard, I'm telling you for your own good, you still have such an attitude!

Chapter 369 The Wrathful Scholar

"Okay, the old man won't persuade you."

Changsun Wuji took a deep breath and said, "The old man will ask you, how will you face it next?"

Zhang Dun said lightly: "Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover."

Changsun Wuji sneered and said: "Can you stop it? The old man knows that you are very skilled, but the blade can be blocked, how can you stop the pen?"

Zhang Dun smiled and said: "My fist is hard, so is my pen not hard? Changsun Shangshu, have you forgotten that I am not only Ping Kangbo, Shao Yin of Jingzhao Mansion, but also the number one scholar in the new department."

Changsun Wuji was taken aback.

I almost forgot.

Zhang Dun is not only capable of martial arts, but also literary.

"But..." Changsun Wuji frowned, it doesn't matter if you are capable of literature and martial arts, you are the only one who can't beat it.

There are so many scholars in Chang'an City, and the place that those people like to go to on weekdays is the brothel.

If Zhang Dun wanted to make Pingkangfan no longer have brothels, it would be tantamount to stabbing a hornet's nest and completely offending those scholars.

The scholar started to be ruthless, can he stop it alone?

Du Yanmei said angrily: "Don't worry about it, you and Zhang Dun are not related, why are you persuading him so much? What, you cherish your talents?"

If you cherish your talents, why have you been at odds with him all this time, and now you come here to persuade him, isn't it a fake mercy?

Changsun Wuji looked at him with deep eyes, "Damn it, can't you see that I am fighting?"

"That's the end of the conversation, the old man is useless to say more, so I leave."

Changsun Wuji cupped his hands and said to Du Yan, "Brother Du, let's go."

"you go first."

Du Yan rolled his eyes and said, "I haven't bought any books yet."

Changsun Wuji: "..."

Du Yann ignored him, strode to one of the bookshelves, looked at the new books on the shelves curiously, and asked, "How do you sell this book?"

Seeing that he really wanted to buy a book, and that he was reading his own book, a woman in a red skirt hurried over, bowed her body, and said crisply: "So that my lord will know, this book was written by my slave, if you like it , Just take it away, no money required!"

"My lord, take a look at this book, it was written by my slave, and it doesn't require money!"

All of a sudden, 31 young women greeted him with smiles like flowers, and surrounded Du Yan and said crisply.

Du Yan was a little lost, addicted.

No wonder I saw so many book buyers refusing to come out outside the bookstore just now, it turned out to be like this.

If it were him, he wouldn't want to go out either!

Du Yan nodded slightly, listening to their introduction of their respective books, while looking at everyone.

In a blink of an eye, there were 31 more books in his arms, walked to Zhang Dun, and said with emotion: "These little ladies, their mental outlook is really different from when they were in Wanhualou."

When these women were still in the brothel, they put on heavy makeup every day, flattered everyone, and drank and had fun with those rich children.

But now, with light makeup on their faces, the smiles on their faces are much more relaxed and sincere.

Zhang Dun asked curiously, "Mr. Du has also been to brothels?"

Du Yan's expression changed slightly, he quickly waved his hands, and said righteously: "It's just what I've heard, how can I go to such a place as a doctor of imperial history!"

Zhang Dun looked at him with deep eyes.

You look like this, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't sound like you've heard it.

"Dugong, if you want to read a book in the future, just send someone over and I'll send someone to take it to you. There's no need to come here in person."

Du Yan sighed: "The old man still needs you to say it? Isn't the eldest grandson Shangshu dragging the old man here?"

After finishing speaking, he looked solemn, stared at Zhang Dun and said, "Looking at the days when we worked together in Hedong Road, I would like to give you a piece of advice, young people, don't be too arrogant!"

Zhang Dun was stunned, and grinned: "You are not arrogant, are you still called a young man?"

"It's fine if you know what's in your heart." Du Yan was also stunned, and then smiled, holding 31 books, and walked out of Chang'an Bookstore contentedly.

"Are you willing to come out?"

At this moment, Changsun Wuji, who had been waiting outside the store for a long time, saw him coming out, and snorted coldly, "Why don't you die inside?"

Du Yan's face darkened, "Shangsun Shangshu, please speak well, if you talk nonsense, don't blame the old man for turning your face."

"You were in the book shop just now, why did you persuade him like that? It's not like you."

Changsun Wuji put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "If you don't persuade him, what can he say?"

Du Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you bragging just now?"

"Yes."

Changsun Wuji glanced back at the situation in the hall, and the corner of his mouth turned up slightly: "The time has come, and the next step is to let the scholars in Chang'an City know about this."

Du Yan asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid that Zhang Dun will find out afterwards?"

"A brat, the old man will be afraid of him?"

Changsun Wuji sneered and said: "Besides, it's not the old man who spread the word. The old man will first pass on what Zhang Dun said to the few Dukes, and then the Duke will spread the news. Is it all right, old man?"

Du Yan sighed, "I'll give you four words."

Changsun Wuji laughed and said, "You old cunning?"

Du Yan shook his head and said, "It's wrong, it's shameless to die."

Changsun Wuji: "..."

It took almost an hour for what Zhang Dun said in Chang'an Bookstore, and everyone in Chang'an City knew it.

There was no other reason, so Changsun Wuji went to Feng Deyi, Zhang Liang, Hou Junji and the others to tell the story. The princes knew that the rumors would not hurt Zhang Dun, so how could they not be angry.

Knowing that Changsun Wuji was using Zhong Kui to fight ghosts, they had long wanted to deal with Zhang Dun, so they sent people out without hesitation to spread the news.

Chongxianfang, in a restaurant called "Jia Ke".

The front hall was full of young, middle-aged, and elderly scholars.

As soon as the news reached their ears, the talented scholars who had read poetry and books in the city all ran here.

"Ping Kangbo is too deceitful!"

When hundreds of scholars were all seated, a fair-skinned handsome young man stood up alone, his eyes gleaming with anger, he beat his chest and feet, pointed out of the building with righteous indignation, and cursed:

"In Chang'an City, there are endless rumors about Ping Kangbo, but what has it to do with the brothel?"

"The reason for this is because Ping Kangbo angered all the officials in the court, so he used the brothel to tarnish his reputation today!"

"If he wants to fight back, he should fight back against those officials. What does it have to do with the brothels? Why do you want all the brothels in Pingkangfang to disappear?"

"That's right!" Another scholar stood up and cursed: "We people, our daily hobby is to drink and have fun with those little ladies. Now that he has made such a fuss, wouldn't we have lost a place for entertainment in the future? ?”

"Where does Ping Kangbo put us? He only cares about his own selfishness, and he doesn't care about you and me being implicated. This kind of person should be criticized with a pen!"

Chapter 370 Write a book and scold me?Then let's write a book and curse back

"It makes sense!"

"That's what a man should be like. If you don't criticize this man, who will think highly of us Tang Dynasty scholars?"

The scholars in the entire Jiakelou were boiling.

Suddenly someone said: "However, how to criticize this person?"

The handsome young man who spoke at the beginning smiled lightly and said, "Ping Kangbo opened a bookshop in Pingkangfang."

"And let those women who used to be Wanhualou pick up their pens and write what they call a book of romance."

"He has money, he redeems those girls and turns them into girls from a good family. I have no objection, and I have no reason to object. After all, he has money, so I can't say anything."

"But I have read the book of romance written by a woman with a pen in her hand. It is simply unsightly! It is even more insulting!"

"Those women can write, why can't we?"

The handsome young man sneered and said, "We'll deal with him in the same way!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his wine glass to everyone, and said in a loud voice:

"Everyone, please take a good look. Tomorrow, my Yan Liang's book will appear in major bookstores. Please join me when the time comes!"

Everyone raised their glasses and said impassionedly:

"no problem!"

"If this method is effective, we will definitely follow suit!"

Yan Liang laughed and said, "Okay!"

The news of the plans of the scholars in the Jiake Building soon flew into the ears of the princes.

The Changsun Mansion.

In the courtyard, Changsun Wuji was drinking tea leisurely, and Changsun Chong who was standing by the side said excitedly:

"Father, I heard that the scholars are already angry."

Changsun Wuji took a sip of his teacup and said calmly, "What kind of anger?"

Chang Sun Chong said excitedly: "One of them, Yan Liang, plans to write a book to criticize Zhang Dun."

"The boy thinks that they should be fueled again."

Changsun Wuji put down his teacup and said with a smile, "Then you should go to the mansions of those dukes for Weifu and tell them about it. They will definitely not sit still."

"Good way!" Changsun Chong said with bright eyes, "Go now, my son!"

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"Sister, you are here!"

"Hehehe, it's all thanks to Mrs. Yang, otherwise how could we have changed from a girl in Zanghua Pavilion to a girl from a good family."

"Miss Yang, we offer you a toast, thank you for redeeming us!"

"We also respect Ping Kangbo, thank you for allowing us to stay in Chang'an Bookstore!"

In the Drunken Immortal Building, the 31 girls from the Zanghua Pavilion are newcomers, and they soon become one with the 32 young ladies from the Wanhua Pavilion.

Yang Changrou stood up with a smile on her face and raised her glass to drink with them.

Zhang Dun also took a sip of wine with a smile, before he asked, "Miss Yu Qingting, Miss Yu, didn't come?"

"It's not that easy for her to come." Yang Changrou shook her head and said, "Yu Qingting is a stubborn person, and she doesn't like my family in every possible way. Knowing that my family is in Zuixianlou, it is impossible for her to come."

"It's a pity." Zhang Dun sighed.

If all of Pingkangfang Shuangjiao can be brought into Chang'an Bookstore, the reputation of Chang'an Bookstore will be even greater.

But don't worry.

One Yang Changrou is enough now, and Chang'an Bookstore has established a reputation in Chang'an City.

Hu Quhe, who was sitting next to Zhang Dun, rolled his eyes. There are so many young ladies in Chang'an Bookstore, isn't that enough?

"Brother Zhang, something serious happened!"

Suddenly, Hu Guang ran in from the Zuixian Building with an anxious expression on his face, and shouted.