Chapter 87

Shen Lang closed his eyes, reveling in the feeling.

It felt so good. So good!

This was the sound of a slap in the face.

The best part was that he did not even have to do it himself. Instead, his enemy did it for him.

What if he was too ashamed to do it in the future? He would get addicted to it.

They had agreed on two slaps.

Viscount Zhu Lanting slapped fifteen times before stopping.

That was because he mistook his son, Zhu Wenhua, for Shen Lang.

He imagined that every slap was on Shen Lang's face, so he used more force.

His son, Zhu Wenhua, was bleeding from his nose and mouth. His face was swollen like a pig's head.

City Lord Li Fang, who was watching from the side, grinned. He felt the pain.

Zhu Wenhua had never suffered such humiliation since he was a child.

Being beaten by his father was not a disgrace, but being beaten in front of so many people was another matter.

Moreover, Zhu Wenhua had been outstanding since he was a child and had developed a proud character.

Now that he was humiliated, the anger in his heart was about to explode.

The heavens are blind! The heavens are blind!

Viscount Zhu Lanting said lightly, "Shen, are you satisfied?"

Shen Lang said, "There is a second condition. Send all the copies of 'Mandarin Duck's Dream' to me and let Zhu Wenhua burn them personally."

Didn't you, Zhu Wenhua, want to burn my book?

Now, do it yourself and burn your own book.

Setting fire to other people's books was fun, but burning your own book might be even more fun.

"No …"

Zhu Wenhua screamed.

Although he wrote the book to increase his reputation and attract Zhang Chunhua's attention, it was also his blood, sweat, and tears.

However, this book was his blood, not Zhu Lanting's.

There was a saying that was right.

The vassal's vassal, not my vassal. The heart blood of the Blood Essence is not my heart blood.

Zhu Lanting calmly ordered, "Go and bring these books over."

"Yes!"

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About two hours later!

More than four thousand copies of Zhu Wenhua's second volume of Mandarin Duck's Dream were all shipped over.

A few whole carriages.

These thousands of books were unloaded from the carriages and piled up in the middle of the clearing like a small hill.

Because the sales of the first volume were too good, the second volume was prepared to break the record.

Zhu Wenhua and Zheng Changnian discussed and decided to print six thousand copies in total.

He had sold around five hundred books today, and there were still around five thousand books left.

Shen Lang said indifferently, "Zhu Wenhua, do it yourself. Do you want me to light a fire for you?"

Zhu Wenhua really wanted to fight. He suddenly pulled out his sword and slashed at Shen Lang's head.

That would definitely be very satisfying, and the whole world would be peaceful and beautiful.

However, he did not dare.

The attendant next to him lit a torch and handed it to Zhu Lanting. Zhu Lanting handed the torch to Zhu Wenhua and said, "Your marriage with Miss Zhang Chunhua is more or less settled. There is no need to write this nonsense."

"This, this is not nonsense." Zhu Wenhua howled in his heart.

Zhu Lanting said angrily, "Either you burn it yourself, or I will burn it."

Zhu Wenhua gritted his teeth and bled.

Fine, he did not have to grit his teeth and bled. It was his father who beat him up.

He held the torch and came to the pile of books.

Shen Lang waved his hand and said, "Deng Xian, help me pour oil."

Deng Xian, the owner of Spring Bookstore, was a little hesitant. He felt that a person should have a bottom line.

Zhu Wenhua was already in such a miserable state, and you still want to add oil to the fire?

However, before Shen Lang could take a second look, Deng Xian immediately brought a bucket of oil and poured it on Zhu Wenhua's more than five thousand books.

Damn, he did not know why, but in front of Shen Lang, Deng Xian had to be careful even when farting.

Half a second was equivalent to a minute, so that it could be silent.

"My apologies, Young Master Zhu," Deng Xian apologized after pouring oil.

Zhu Wenhua's entire body was trembling. He could not even feel the pain on his face.

Because the pain in his heart was far greater than the pain on his face.

"Ah … Ah …"

Suddenly, he let out a fierce roar and threw the torch into the pile of books.

"Boom!"

The books that were poured with oil immediately burst into flames, instantly igniting into the sky.

Zheng Changnian, the owner of Jade Pavilion, felt his heart bleeding.

This, this is all money!

I really regret it. Why did I listen to Zhu Wenhua?

Otherwise, if "Boundless Plum Breeze" was published in my bookstore, how much money could I earn then?

He had heard that this book of Shen Lang's had a total of five volumes.

Now, such a great benefit was actually given to that slut, Deng Xian.

I really regret it, I really can't accept it!

"I can't accept it …" Zhu Wenhua roared.

He looked at the raging fire in front of him.

His entire face was distorted, and his entire body was trembling.

He knew what he had lost.

He had lost countless readers, lost a bunch of lackeys, and lost his position as the leader of Lanshan City's youth.

Furthermore, he had lost his dignity.

Everyone would remember how he had been trampled on by Shen Lang today, a pitiful worm.

When a person was in extreme pain, he would not feel pain.

Within the numbness, there was incomparable grief and indignation.

Zhu Wenhua secretly swore in his heart. He roared crazily in his heart: From today onwards, you, Shen Lang, and I will not rest until one of us is dead.

As long as I have the slightest chance, I will make sure that Shen Lang dies without a complete corpse. I will tear him into pieces to avenge today's humiliation.

Shen Lang sighed and said, "No voice, no matter how good the show is, it won't work. Why don't you shout it out, Young Master Zhu? "

Finally, Zhu Wenhua roared, "Shen Lang, you and I will not rest until one of us is dead!"

That's right.

Shout it out, don't hold it in.

But why does this sentence sound so familiar? As if someone had just shouted it not long ago.

Who was that person? Where did he go?

Shen Lang patted his head. He still could not figure it out.

This brain is really annoying. I just killed someone, and then I erased it from his memory.

Shen Lang patted his head as he walked back, saying, "Let's go home."

Suddenly, Viscount Zhu Lanting said, "Shen, it's dark and the road is slippery. Be careful when you walk."

Shen Lang said, "Everyone heard it. If something happens to me on the road, it's Zhu Lanting's fault."

My god, I was clearly implying that the future of Xuan Wu Mansion was not good. It was like walking in the dark.

Of course, Shen Lang returned to Xuan Wu Mansion unscathed.

Because his wife, Jin Mulan, personally led the cavalry to take him home.

And for some reason, Zhu Lanting also sent more than a dozen people to protect him all the way to Xuanwu City.

What a nice person.

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The next day!

In Lanshan City, the sales of "Endless Plum Breeze" were still as hot as ever.

Because there was a purchase limit.

Something big happened last night.

Zhu Wenhua was slapped in the face and was forced to burn all his books.

Shen Lang's reputation instantly spread throughout Lanshan City.

So …

Those women who had bought Zhu Wenhua's "Mandarin Duck's Dream" could no longer hold themselves back. One after another, they sent their maids and servants to buy Shen Lang's "Boundless Romance of the Golden Vase".

Humph!

How dare you force our idol to this point? I'd like to see how good Shen Lang's writing is.

After reading it, I'll definitely curse you to death and spit until there's not a single part of you left unscathed.

They bought it and read it!

As a result, they seemed to have opened the door to a new world.

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Two days later.

Dozens of Deng Xian's men brought more than 3,000 copies of Endless Beauty of Plum to Shen Lang's base camp, Xuanwu City!

Finally, they came back!

This literary bomb finally exploded in Xuanwu City.

Finally, the reputation of Xu Guangyun and Xu Qianqian was blown to pieces.

This fire finally burned Xu Qianqian!

In the past two days, the rumors about this book were endless and getting more and more intense.

All kinds of rumors were spreading in every corner of the city.

Have you heard? The Great Scholar Zhu Wenhua was ashamed of his lowliness, so he burned his entire Mandarin Duck Dream with fire.

I also heard that there was a group of men in Lanshan City who were originally impotent, but after reading this book two days ago, they suddenly became strong and vigorous.

There were three brothels in Lanshan City, and dozens of women who were doing business, and they were full every day.

I heard that the most popular prostitutes hadn't put on their pants for the past three days.

I heard that the young mistress of a certain family was caught having an affair with a servant in her family.

I also heard that the mayor of Lanshan City, Li Fang, was originally on her last legs, but after reading this book, she was able to have sex with three women without getting tired.

And all this was because of Shen Lang and Jin Mucong's Endless Beauty of Plum!

Of course, these so-called rumors were created by the paid Internet Water Army that Shen Lang had hired.

But the people who came from Lanshan City swore that these things were all true, not the slightest bit false.

In the past two days, the entire Lanshan City was in an uproar because of this book.

In addition, Shen Lang was a super celebrity in Xuanwu City.

Therefore, the entire Xuanwu City was eagerly waiting for this book to hit the market.

As a result, when Deng Xian's dozens of book stalls were set up, they were immediately snapped up.

This situation was even more popular than in Lanshan City.

These people were fighting for books like uncles and aunties fighting for free eggs.

Also, there were many scalpers who bought dozens of books at once.

In less than four hours, more than three thousand books prepared by Deng Xian were sold out.

When he counted the money, he was almost cramping up.

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Xu Qianqian was busy with her marriage.

Although it was only an engagement, it was more important than marriage.

Because this engagement banquet was a political drama.

Zhang Chong was the director, and Zhang Jin and Xu Qianqian were the actors.

It was the prelude to the siege of Xuan Wu Mansion from all directions.

This matter was so important that Xu Qianqian didn't dare to neglect it. She was completely focused on this important matter.

Therefore, when Shen Lang published a book, Xu Qianqian really didn't pay much attention.

Originally, Viscount Zhu Lanting could have sent a book over to let Zhang Jin and Xu Qianqian see clearly that Shen Lang's book was alluding to the Xu family.

But he wasn't that stupid.

If he did that, not only would the Xu family and Zhang Jin not be grateful to him, but they would also vent their anger on him.

Wouldn't it be better to let nature take its course and let them find out for themselves?

"Will Jin Mulan and Shen Lang attend the engagement?" Xu Guangyun asked.

Xu Qianqian said, "It doesn't matter if they come or not. The Governor's Office will send messengers, Lord Ning from the capital's Weaving Factory will come, and the Crown Prince of the Jin Hai Count House will come personally. There are also a few other big shots who might send their people. Shen Lang is just a son-in-law. He won't be able to make it in public."

Xu Guangyun said, "Is the Count of Jin Hai also going to rely on the new government?"

Xu Qianqian said, "Not really. But this doesn't stop Tang Corps from working with the new government to destroy Xuan Wu Mansion first."

Xu Guangyun said, "It's a big scene."

Xu Qianqian said, "The battle for Jinshan Island will completely blow the horn of Xuan Wu Mansion's destruction."

Xu Guangyun said, "If Lord Zhang Chong destroys the two Fief Count Houses in one fell swoop, he will definitely rise to the sky. If he doesn't become the Governor's Office's Chief of Staff, then he will enter the capital and become a magistrate."

Xu Qianqian hesitated for a moment, then said, "He might go to Yanzhou to become the next Governor."

Xu Guangyun clicked his tongue. This was really soaring to the sky!

The State of Yue had three provinces and one special state.

This special state's area and population couldn't compare to a province, but it was very special, so its rank was much higher than a normal prefecture, only half a level lower than a province.

As the highest official in this state, his official position was set as the next Governor.

Xu Guangyun said, "The ship of Xuan Wu Mansion is about to sink, Shen Lang, this clown, jumping up and down is of no use. Tian Heng's death was really unjust. "

Xu Qianqian said, "The day the Kim family is destroyed, is the day Shen Lang dies. Tian Heng's mistake was to treat this clown as an opponent, fell into the opponent's rhythm, and was killed by Shen Lang."

"If you deliberately swat a fly like Shen Lang, you won't be able to swat it, you won't be able to swat it to death. But if the rotten meat it resides in is gone, it will also die. "

At this time, the Xu family should focus on cooperating with Governor Zhang Chong to attack Xuan Wu Mansion.

As for Shen Lang, a small son-in-law, he really didn't deserve to be her and Zhang Jin's Husband's enemy.

And at this time.

There was a rush of footsteps, followed by an even more urgent knock on the door.

"Master, Miss, bad news, bad news!"

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