Chapter 83 Shen Engong Is A Man of Unparalleled Intelligence! Kill with One Strike

This lewd-looking big man in spring painting felt a little guilty, and a word of truth came out.

"Young master shen, you are really insidious..."

"Huh?" Shen Lang looked at him with his handsome and cold eyes.

Deng Xian immediately said, "No, no, master shen, you are so resourceful!"

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Zhu Wenhua rushed in with two hundred scholars.

He calculated the cost in his mind. Each person needed three silver coins on average, which added up to about thirty gold coins.

Ordinary people wouldn't be able to afford such a big deal.

But to him, Zhu Wenhua, the money was nothing.

Even though it was night, the crowd was so powerful that the citizens of Lan shan city could not help but be surprised, and then some brave and good people followed.

Haha, we ignorant people are playing again.

By the time they reached the chunse workshop, there were already thousands of people.

Not only that, the lord of Li Fang secretly dispatched hundreds of soldiers to maintain order.

He himself was waiting for a good show in the City lord's mansion.

"Shen Lang, you must not disappoint me!"

After reading Shen Lang's book, the lord of the city finally became friends with him.

There was a feeling of peeping in a book.

He deeply felt that Shen Lang must be a very dissolute yin man.

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Two and a quarter minutes later!

Thousands of people surrounded Deng Xian's workshop.

"Deng Xian, come out!"

Zhu Wenhua did not shout, but hid in the crowd. His status was precious and reserved.

It was his number one lackey, scholar Wang Shiming.

A moment later, the door of the workshop opened and Deng Xian walked out, his face turning green with fear.

"Everyone... Yes, what's the matter? Such a big battle?"

Wang Shiming, the number one dog, said, "Deng Xian, do you know what a big mistake you made?"

Deng xian said, "I don't know."

Zhu Wenhua's dog said, "You dare to come out with such obscene books. Isn't this poisoning the minds of our scholars? You are making enemies with all the scholars in Lan shan city."

"Bah!"

Deng Xian spat in his heart.

The most shameless of all are you scholars. Today, there are more than 3,000 books. At least a third of them were bought by you scholars.

Not long after they finished buying the books, several people walked towards the brothel.

Don't ask deng how he found out first, because the owners of several brothels in the city had sent flowers.

Boss li of the biggest brothel said the truth directly.

"Our little red doesn't even have time to wash her buttocks."

And now you're spitting out poison in your hearts?

With your dirty hearts, do you still need me to poison you?

"Stop talking nonsense to him. This money-minded thing is vulgar. It's just a waste of words to talk to him."

Zhu Wenhua's dog, Wang Shiming, said, "Deng Xian, let's give you an ultimatum and immediately hand over all of" the golden bottle / the plum blossom wind and moon boundless" and burn it in front of everyone."

Deng Xian said bitterly, "Gentlemen, I really don't have this book at home right now. I really don't!"

Wang Shiming said in a cold voice, "Are you treating us like idiots? We really don't deserve to be punished."

"Why didn't Shen Lang, that despicable man, come out of xuanwu city with his trashy poisonous weed just to poison our Lan shan city and destroy our Lan Shan literary world?"

"This is a conspiracy, the conspiracy of Shen Lang, the ignorant, despicable and shameless dog thief."

"Come on, run in and smash this despicable merchant's workshop, and burn all of Shen Lang's poisonous weeds."

Wang Shiming shouted himself hoarse.

The dog, Wang Shiming, raised his arms and shouted, then rushed in first.

From the beginning to the end, it was this lackey Wang Shiming who was working.

Zhu Wenhua was a great talent, a century-old nobleman, and of course he had to take his image into account.

Wang Shiming, the lackey, finally got into the academy, but it was not easy to win the middle school. However, his family background is mediocre. What if he wants to be famous?

Of course, he was a lackey for the powerful.

The only power he could get close to was Zhu Wenhua. Naturally, he became Zhu Wenhua's loyal dog and lived a life of luxury.

Today, the lackey performed as well as ever. Zhu Wenhua was very satisfied.

More money, more money!

"Charge!"

Under the lead of the running dog Wang Shiming, one or two hundred scholars rushed straight over.

Deng xian shouted, "No, really no!"

He tried desperately to stop these scholars.

However, he and a few of his buddies could not stop these two hundred scholars.

"Gentlemen, listen to me, listen to me, you will cause great trouble if you do this!" Deng xian shouted.

Zhu Wenhua laughed scornfully.

Make a big mistake?

Please, this is Lan shan city, not Xuanwu city.

Even in Xuanwu city, where the new deal was so popular, Count xuanwu wanted to hide his head in a turtle shell.

Shen Lang was just a husband-in-law in Earl's mansion, a lowly thing that could not be put on the table.

Such a person's books would burn.

Do you think that Jin Mucong, the son of Fat House, would use it again?

How naive!

Burn your book, hit your face, and you, Shen Lang, can't do anything about it.

Soon, the door of the chunse workshop was knocked down.

The one or two hundred scholars rushed in like wolves.

"Smash it!"

At the command of Zhu Wenhua's lackeys.

Suddenly, more than a hundred scholars began to smash.

Destroy everything that your eyes can see.

This kind of damage is simply too good.

Of course, there were a few scholars who supported their waists while smashing them.

There was no other way. "The golden bottle / the wind and moon of the plum blossoms" was so beautiful that they were so excited that they couldn't help but go to little red to vent their anger several times.

My legs are still a little weak, and my waist hurts a little.

"What about this big poisonous weed?" The dog Wang Shiming said, "Find it and burn it!"

Then, more than a hundred people began to rummage around again.

The whole workshop was rummaged, and there was no stock of "The golden bottle / the plum blossom wind and moon boundless."

"Impossible. There must be. Even if we dig three feet, we have to find it." Wang Shiming said.

He searched the front yard and then the backyard.

After a few minutes, someone suddenly said in surprise, "Found it, found it!"

"Deng lun is so cunning. He actually hid the book in an underground secret warehouse." The scholar said excitedly.

The dog Wang Shiming walked over and found that the door of an underground warehouse had been opened. He couldn't help but walk in.

It was filled with brand new books and the smell of ink.

Each hundred books were tied into a bundle and wrapped in oiled paper.

A few big words were clearly written on the oiled paper, "The wind and moon of the plum blossom are boundless."

There were dozens of bundles, more than two thousand of them.

The first bundle was not wrapped yet. When she opened the oiled paper, she saw that it was indeed a brand new "Gold / bottle / endless plum blossom wind and moon."

The dog Wang Shiming was overjoyed.

Zhu Wenhua promised him that if he found the book and burned a hundred copies, he would get two silver coins.

Now, these two thousand books were enough to harvest more than forty silver coins, which was enough for him to spend several months.

"This is the poisonous weed written by the traitor Shen Lang. Move it out and burn it in public!" The dog Wang Shiming ordered.

Suddenly, several young and strong scholars came in and carried out bundles of books.

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Fifteen minutes later!

More than twenty bundles of books piled up in the street outside the workshop.

There were already two or three thousand people watching.

Wang Shiming, the running dog, said loudly, "You can see clearly that this is the poisonous grass that poisons the mind. It is a vulgar and vulgar rubbish book. Its existence will only destroy the simplicity of Lan shan city and will only tarnish the sage's theory."

"Now, I will burn them all in front of everyone, and I will make the literary world in Lan shan city a glorious place."

"Give a big slap to the shameless person who wrote such a big poisonous weed."

The dog wang shiming said and threw the torch into the pile of books.

At once, a great fire broke out.

Zhu Wenhua felt extremely comfortable, as if every pore was breathing.

Cool!

It's so cool!

Shen Lang, what if your book is well written? So what if it sells well?

Wasn't it burned clean by my people?

All your efforts were destroyed with a single finger.

The gap between people is really despairing.

I was just trying to play a trick.

I wish wen hua the best.

Hahahaha...

Zhu Wenhua had begun to imagine how angry and desperate Shen Lang would be if he learned that his book had been burned clean.

But what can you do about it?

Does the law not blame the public?

If it was one or two scholars who burned it, it might be a big trouble.

But... One or two hundred scholars burned it, and nothing happened.

Harmony / harmony / Yue kingdom.

At this moment, Deng Xian, the boss of chunse book shop, suddenly pounced on the pile of books and shouted, "It can't be burned. It really can't be burned. Put out the fire..."

Then, a few of the guys desperately splashed water on the floor to put out the fire.

The dog, Wang Shiming, led the others forward and yanked Deng Xian away.

"This is poisonous grass. Whoever dares to stop it is the sinner of Lan shan city."

Deng Xian pounced on him again and shouted, "Who said this is a poisonous weed? This is the new deal edict issued by the emperor. You actually said it was a poisonous weed and burned it all. This is a crime of deceiving the king..."

As soon as the words came out.

Zhu Wenhua shuddered.

Wang Shiming's face changed and he laughed, "Profiteer, it's time for you to talk so freely and dare to climb up to the king. You really want to die!"

What a joke.

Yes, the emperor issued the new deal edict, and it was written in tens of thousands of words.

But they were all forced to sell.

Who cares about the new deal? It's all about the old aristocrats.

A normal businessman, who would print this money-losing thing?

Deng Xian threw himself at him and saved one of the books.

For some reason, this bag of books is so durable that it can't be burned.

Deng Xian opened the big oiled paper outside and spread out all the dozens of books inside. He cried out, "Look at all of you. This is clearly the new deal edict of the emperor. You are so determined to slander it and burn it all. There are more than two thousand books. All of them have been burned. There are only a few dozen left."

"Your majesty, someone has deceived you!"

"Come on, someone is rebelling, someone is bullying the king!"

Suddenly, there was a deathly silence in the air.

The horrible wind blew past and made people tremble with fear.

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