"Do you want to hear the truth or the lies?"

Bai Xue wanted to make it clear to Ying Si that if the people's reputation is not good, the emperor cannot get angry at her.

"Of course it's the truth!"

Ying Si looked at Bai Xue and looked at him several times. How could he ask such a question?

"Ahem."

Bai Xue's eyes were introverted and her eyebrows were quite meaningful. She said without any concealment: "The market has not received a good reputation for writing books by you."

“Not very good?

What do they say?”

Ying Si frowned.

These untouchables are so brave that they dare to say bad things to me in Xianyang City. Isn’t I having a too friendly temper recently?

"They said that the Lord often swears, and the articles he wrote must be "dog things" and "bastards" or something."

"They also said that the emperor is not suitable for writing articles. The emperor always acts in a rude way, so his writing is naturally too free."

"In short, the people of Qin all looked at the matter of the emperor writing books with strange eyes."

Ying Si snorted coldly: "That's the temper of my heart. I'm a rough man and a bird. If I don't accept it, let them bite me!"

Bai Xue blushed when she heard this.

She is still a relatively pure girl and can't stand the inexplicable driving of an old driver like Ying Si.

Oh, this is the people of Qin.

It’s really angering. I am a king of a country at least, don’t you want to face? But what’s going on with your sarcasm?

It seems that it is time for me to kill a few people to serve as a warning! "Don't worry."

Ying Si threw the first volume of "Dream of Red Mansions" he wrote to Bai Xue and reminded him: "Copy a few books first, don't spread them, just circulate them inside the new palace, I want to see the effect."

Everyone has their own preferences.

"Dream of Red Mansions" has a huge influence in later generations, but it is hard to say whether Ying Si will become popular in Qin State.

I was unsure and could only try temporarily.

The literary tastes of the Warring States people are elusive! Bai Xue took the first volume of the book "Dream of Red Mansions". The rice paper was bound neatly, and Ying Si's handwriting was also very elegant.

She opened it and looked at it.

The titles of the first three chapters are: Zhen Shiyin’s dream and spiritual consciousness, and Jia Yucun’s love for his mother and lady.

Mrs. Jia passed away in Yangzhou City, and Leng Zixing gave a speech at Rongguo Mansion.

Jia Yucun returned to his old job, and Lin Daiyu threw her father into Kyoto.

The arrangement of the chapter novel suddenly illuminated Bai Xue's eyes, and the topic was extremely meaningful.

Looking at the content, the words are beautiful, and they are amazing. The content is also very full, making people immersive.

"This is what the Lord wrote?"

Shocked! The more you look down, the more you feel shocked, and your expression changes so much that it is difficult to describe it in words.

Since Bai Xue can be a teacher in the Imperial College, she naturally has some research on literature, but such articles are rare in her life.

She even dared to assert that no one would write such a shocking divine text in the first five hundred years and the next five hundred years! Ying Si drank tea lightly, looked at the "Dream of Red Mansions" she copied, and said calmly: "I am the reincarnation of Wenquxing. I wrote an article casually, which shocked you like this, and I was fussy!"

Puff! Bai Xue almost bleeded.

Did you write it casually?

If this sentence is heard by scholars, it will blow up the hearts and lungs of these people. Even if they work hard, they will not be able to write the tip of the iceberg of "Dream of Red Mansions".

"The young woman receives the order, Bai Xue will do it now."

Seeing Bai Xue leaving, Ying Si quickly began to repent: "I'm sorry, Mr. Cao, I didn't mean to copy your article, mainly because if I copied a copy of "Douluo Continent", they wouldn't understand it!"

After saying this, he felt no more guilty.

After a few days, Bai Xue handed over the first volume of several "Dream of Red Mansions" to Mi Yue and many palace maids in the palace.

I didn't react two days ago, but for some reason, these palace maids were always late when on duty and were sleepy.

On the third day, I simply cried and said that the love between Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu was so enviable.

Damn, who are Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu?

The soldiers in charge of patrol in the palace were about to collapse, and no matter where they went, they could see sobbing palace maids.

What they were talking about was Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu.

Mi Yue, who had always been bored and was locked in the room by Ying Si, also calmed down a lot. She had not been sleeping for three days and three nights in a row, and she had just finished reading the first volume of "Dream of Red Mansions".

"Is this book written by the Lord?"

At the end of the first volume, Ying Si left a small foreshadowing.

In modern literary novels, it is called out of context, allowing readers to grasp their hearts and lungs and look forward to the next content.

His personal maid, Xiaohuan wearing an emerald green skirt, replied: "Yes, it is said that this is written by the Lord in the palace."

"In the palace?

Besides this girl, there are others who have seen the story of "Dream of Red Mansions"?"

Xiaohuan blinked his head without fail, nodded and said, "The sisters of me, they have this book in their hands, exactly the same as the ones in the girl's hands."

"oh?"

Mi Yue asked curiously: "How do they feel when they see this book?"

"They only talked about the story that was exciting and wanted to know what the content was. But when they heard that the author of this book was Jun Shang, they all closed their mouths, but they still felt itchy in their hearts and wanted Jun Shang to continue writing soon."

Mi Yue laughed: "Your Majesty is really interesting. The articles you wrote are also sad and interesting. I like him more and more."

The word "like" cannot be said randomly in ancient times.

In the Warring States Period, even a small handkerchief could not be given indiscriminately.

Because, once you give something to a girl, it means you have an idea. Giving gifts for no reason is equivalent to being a hooligan.

But Mi Yue has always been careless and blurted out without thinking.

Before she finished speaking, a knock on the door suddenly sounded, and then a group of gentle girls came: "Is Miss Miyue here?"

That's right, not one, but a group.

At this time, Ying Si had not yet conferred Mi Yue as his concubine, so whether it was Wei Shu or the palace maid, he would call him "Girl" when he saw Mi Yue.

Mi Yue was shocked. She didn't even recognize her way in Xingong, let alone make friends.

So why are so many people coming to find her today?

She hurried to the door and gently opened it. At first glance, there were more than a dozen maids standing at the door, all of which were strange faces.

"What are you asking me for, sisters?"

"You are Miss Miyue."

A slightly older maid with a somewhat ordinary appearance came up, and she smiled at Mi Yue with a happier look.

Mi Yue was born in Chu State, a barbarian land, so naturally she didn't care about these red tape.

The maid said again, "I have something for you, please ask the girl."

“Is there something wrong?

Please?"

Are you mistaken? I just arrived at the New Palace and had no power, no power, no connections, and it seems that I can't help you anything.

But Mi Yue still said very politely: "Sisters, please tell me. If you can help, Mi Yue will naturally do her best."

The maids were relieved. This Mi Yue girl is not only beautiful but also has a good heart! "I heard that the master wrote the book "Dream of Red Mansions" because the girl likes to listen to stories."

"The content of this book is so wonderful. I have been reading it all over and over again, and I can't extricate myself from it."

"But the story has come to a wonderful part and it is gone. The servants dare to ask the girl to ask the prince to continue writing the story?"
Chapter completed!