The King's Mansion

The general manager came out of the hall and walked all the way. Many people came and went, and they all bowed when they saw Ren Wei and Zhao Xuting, when they saw the general manager coming out again, they hurriedly met him.

When Butler Qing saw the two people coming to meet, he glanced at him with a contemptuous look and sneered.

"General Manager Qing, the prince has agreed to the matter of returning home after we complained about illness?" The two of them said with some anxiety.

"Hmph, you want to leave the palace, how can you not know? The prince was angry and said he would break your legs and throw them out so that you can make your memory more. If I hadn't pleaded for you, you would probably have lie down and go back." Manager Qing said arrogantly.

Hearing this, the two of them were sweating coldly. Manager Qing looked at him and sneered: "You can be exempted from the crime of living. I was originally rewarded with you ten taels, but now it is only two taels. Are you convinced?"

Ren Wei and Zhao Xuting listened to this, silently said, a little suspicious, and a little panic. The face turned red and white. Qingke did not sell himself. Even if he sent beggars, he would not give up. He was silent for a moment.

After a long time, Ren Wei sorted out his clothes and took the money, saying, "Thank you for your reward."

Obviously, he accepted it calmly. What else Zhao Xuting wanted to say? Ren Wei said: "Brother Zhao, the prince gave it to the silver, how can we not accept it?"

After saying that, he pulled the corner of Zhao Xuting's clothes. Zhao Xuting felt unwilling to accept it, so he went forward to take the money: "Thank you for the reward."

This was so weak that when they saw the two of them take the money, the general manager snorted coldly: "I will move it out for me in the afternoon. The palace temple is small and cannot accommodate two big Buddhas."

Zhao Xuting's eyes were so angry that they turned red, but Ren Wei pulled and shook his head. Seeing that General Qing was far away, Zhao Xuting asked, "Brother Ren, why did you stop me just now? I want to ask clearly."

Ren Wei sneered: "Brother Zhao, you really dare to ask the prince in person, just go."

Zhao Xuting was stunned for a moment: "I always feel that General Manager Qing deliberately cheated us of silver. It is normal for Qingke to come and go. After leaving for half a year, he would reward ten taels of silver as travel expenses. Why should he deduct it if he says it? I think General Manager Qing must be greedy."

Ren Wei couldn't see clearly on his face and said, "What about?"

"Then, we must report to the prince, let him know that he is powerful and spit out the silver." Zhao Xuting said angrily.

"What then?" Ren Wei asked again.

"Of course, the prince punished him and gave us the remaining silver." Zhao Xuliang said in a daze.

Hearing this, Ren Wei sneered: "What a confidant, the head of the royal palace, who is not a confidant, can be the position of this position? The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's sect, let alone the head of the royal palace."

"Lu Wang Yingwu, if the general manager tampered with the prince's affairs and made up his mind, we could sue him and might have appreciated him, but now he is just dealing with the two Qingkes, do you think the prince will stand up for us?"

"Not to mention that we are leaving at this time, we are betraying the prince and really suing him. Not to mention the remaining eight taels of silver, we may even be beaten to death on the spot." Ren Wei said lightly, turning around and leaving.

Zhao Xuting was stunned when he looked at Ren Wei's leaving figure.

Ren Wei did not hesitate and left the palace with his luggage. He had handed over his waist sign. Looking back at the mansion, he was silent for a long time. The tall mansion in front of him was covered with green glazed tiles and white walls. He was silent for a long time. He used to hold hope and expectation here, but now he can only leave sadly, as if he has lost his energy.

"Zhou Qi sued King Lu for violating the rules of his mansion and was fined 3,000 yuan. It seems like a trivial matter, but in fact, the storm is coming. I am just a little idle guest and I am not valued. I have to take my place." Ren Wei shook and headed towards the dock.

I went to the dock and bought a boat ticket, but I didn’t have the boat for that day. I had to wait for two days and turned around and went back. There were naturally many shops along the way, and the shops were dazzling and very prosperous.

Ren Wei didn't even read it until a bookstore stopped. The old and new books were sold. Scholars would not sell their books until they were in a down-and-out manner, but some down-and-out people would sell old books to bookstores.

Ren Wei came, not because he bought new books, but because he bought old books, which would be a little cheaper than the new books. At this time, he had no errands and went in.

When the shop owner saw Ren Wei coming, he smiled and said, "Old Ren is here to buy books again? There is a good book recently, you can buy it and read it."

"Oh, store owner Gong brings it to take a look." Ren Wei said, the store owner took a college annotation from the bookshelf: "Lao Ren, this book is very suitable for you. Although it is an old book, it is actually very new. You can buy it with your monthly salary next time."

Ren Wei couldn't help but smile bitterly: "No need, Qingke Lu Prince's Mansion, I have resigned and I will leave tomorrow. I have no money and I can't afford to buy a book."

"What? I always let you grow your talents, and I don't need you if I live in Prince Lu's Mansion? I'm still forcing you to leave?" The shop owner Gong asked in surprise.

"I can't stay there myself." Ren Wei never mentioned the matter of Prince Lu's Mansion. After hearing this, the owner was silent for a long time: "You and I have known each other for half a year, for nothing, this old book, Lao Ren, I will give it to you."

"I can't stand it, I can't stand it." Ren Wei hurriedly said, with a hint of melancholy: "You come to my store to buy books often, and you are familiar with each other. If you are leaving, I will give you a book, but you will not accept it?"

Ren Wei took over the book.

At this time, several students looked like scholars and arrived at the entrance of the bookstore and asked, "Shopkeeper Gong, are there new books coming out recently?"

"Yes, yes, I've recently been out of the West Chamber and the chess ghost. It's very beautiful. You can buy it and take a look." The shop owner Gong said, "I went up to you and said.

The head student's eyes lit up, and he held a folding fan in his hand and patted it: "Boss, bring it quickly, we have to buy it. If the wine is not empty, it will be a fine product."

He said to the back: "Everyone has one, I will pay it, and you don't have to copy it." Hearing this, several young students followed him cheered and cheered. When they arrived in a corner, they picked up the books and read it. The quiet bookstore became lively.

Another scholar came in and looked very young. He also asked, "Boss, what new storytelling book do you have today?"

The shop owner Gong quickly responded: "Yes, there are new books. Recently, the wine has not been empty. The West Chamber and the Chess Ghost are really interesting to read, you can buy it."

When Ren Wei looked at these scholars, he remembered that when he was studying, he couldn't even read a serious book. He begged his father and mother to give him a chance to copy. Now it is peaceful, life has improved a lot, and the court has printed it again, and the price has been much lower. However, no one reads it. Instead, he shook it and murmured in a low voice: "It's really a disgrace to not read it as a storybook. Alas, if this continues, how can you make a country?"

The scholar who came in was actually Pei Ziyun. He put on some makeup. At this time, he heard it clearly. He glanced at Ren Wei, saw the title of the book in his hand, and smiled: "Sure enough, Ren Wei was sweeping out of the house, and he actually bought my book."

By the way, Pei Ziyun has also been to the bookstore several times. Unsurprisingly, he saw the university collection in the corner, lying quietly, dust accumulated. However, he heard that the sales were not as bad as he imagined. Each store also sold more than a dozen copies. To be honest, he didn't care much.

The more you hide the university, the more you become, the more you feel. Textbooks are not as interesting as novels. Textbooks are not as good as textbooks. This is the same as ancient and modern times. I looked through a few pages with a storybook.

The printing is quite exquisite and the cover is well done. I couldn't help but think: "The eldest princess is a believer. She just said that and she promoted them, which really saved me a lot of effort."

By flipping through the book, secretly clicking on the system, a plum appears in front of you, and it quickly enlarges, turning into a translucent data box, floating in the field of view with a faint sense of light, and data appears in front of you.

"Phantom Power: The second level of the Dou Zhuang Xingshi (completeness 65.76%)

I couldn't help but think: "The last time the completion rate was 25.11%, but now it's 65.76%. If this chess ghost is popularized, I'm afraid I can get enough to complete the third level."

"The stars moved, there were only three levels, so I was at the top."

"It's a pity that in ancient times, books were spread too slowly, or they were faster."

Look, and glanced at it again: "Task: Help the prince to attack Prince Lu, prompting Ren Wei to leave Prince Lu's Mansion (not completed)"

It has been completed to prompt Ren Wei to leave Prince Lu's Mansion, but the mission has not been completed yet. It must be that the impact of the Prince Lu's attack has not yet fermented.

After thinking about this, he glanced at Ren Wei and shouted: "Shopkeeper, I bought this book, how much does it cost?"

The shop owner just greeted him: "This young master, this is a new book, and he needs three cents of silver."

"Just this book, this is three cents of silver. The boss is going to ask you to keep it." Pei Ziyun handed over the three cents of silver, glanced at Ren Wei, and turned around and left.

The next day when he boarded the ship, Ren Wei was carrying a bookcase in front, and Pei Ziyun followed him, and the boatman led it into the cabin. When Ren Wei saw that it was right opposite the door, he was stunned. Pei Ziyun stepped forward and bowed: "I don't know the name of Mr. in the downstream."

Ren Wei was stunned, feeling familiar and couldn't remember it, and he quickly responded.

"Next Ren Wei is preparing to return home. The rice in the capital is expensive. I can only last for a year and can never stay anymore." Ren Wei said with a sigh.

"Brother Ren is humble. Although he met for the first time, he felt that Brother Ren is extraordinary and not a thing in the pool. A temporary setback is nothing!"

"Haha!" Listening to Pei Ziyun's words, Ren Wei smiled: "Thank you Jiyan."

Pei Ziyun saw that Ren Wei had only a few pieces of clothes, but he was left with a bookcase. He was not easy to help because he "didn't know" before, but now he knows him, so he can help.

The book box was heavy. I moved it in. I was afraid of the dampness, so I took out one by one and hung it. Pei Ziyun read it and said, "Is it a lot of money for such a lot of books?"

"Not much, half of them are used books. I bought them after discount."

"There are half of the books in the royal palace. My main job is to copy books. When I see good books, I often recite them silently and copy them again when I go back. Speaking of which, I am just pretending to be public and private." Ren Wei sighed a little emotion.

Pei Ziyun was a little silent. Originally, this man was dormant in Prince Lu's Mansion, soaring into the sky for several years, and then dying for no reason, but he was influenced by himself and missed the opportunity.

Although he was avoided from killing, he had to take care of him after all, and he had to take care of him after all. After thinking, he laughed: "This is also considered fake public service for personal gain. There are too many fake public service for personal gain in the world."
Chapter completed!