With literature flourishing, the Long Xia Dynasty already had an advanced concept of copyright law.
Although no bookstore in the market dares to touch this bad luck, there are still some who are bold enough to engage in this piracy business.
Chen Mu's previous books had already been sold by pirate dealers, and he brought more than 20,000 copies with him, but few people paid attention to them.
Fortunately, this book sold extremely well in the snow. In less than half a day, half of it was sold, and more and more people kept coming to the bookstore.
But now Chen Mu discovered that even now, these people still don't believe that this is the third and fifth update shop opened by Chen Mu.
"This shop is great, but how dare you sell pirated books in such a popular market."
"What the hell, if he's discovered and he doesn't care about us, just buy it and watch it and that's it!"
"Hey, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in a while. Year after year, Wubai writes poems for the courtesans and competes for the top spot. If the King of Shuchuan, Yibai of Xishu, can come... Hehe, I guess he will.
It’s worth seeing.”
Tang Yin is now in charge of the sacrificial wine of the world's knowledge. During these years, every Mid-Autumn Festival has been held to compete for the first place in the world's literature. The remaining four people all just perfunctoryly gave up the first place to Tang Yin, which was extremely boring.
There has been no turmoil in the Longxia literary world for a long time.
However, since Chen Mu, the king of Sichuan, was suddenly killed this year, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.
How amazing would it be if, on the Mid-Autumn Festival, this person could appear out of thin air, like a knight-errant, pass all the way and reach the top of the world's literati, and truly prove his name as Yibai of Xishu?
As for Chen Mu, after hearing this, he just smiled faintly. He was not interested in being the top of the literary world. If he was really a king, he would still be a king without wearing a royal crown.
"Here comes someone, this place is surrounded!"
"yes!"
But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of rapid footsteps outside the door.
Chen Mu turned his head and looked surprised!
But I saw the very noble-looking young master Kuoma, with a bunch of sergeants, directly surrounding the bookstore!
"Come on, hurry up! Miss Cang Jin is here!"
"There's another good show today. These book dealers must be beaten to death!"
"Hehe, that's right. Su Wen, the daughter of the minister of the Ministry of Industry, admires the King of Shuchuan so much that he doesn't care about stealing other books, except Chen Mu's... These people are miserable."
But when Chen Mucai went out, the next moment he saw the woman named Cang Jin waving her hand: "Smash it with me!"
"Who dares!!"
At this time, Chen Mu roared angrily at everyone, but she knew that these facades cost her nearly a thousand taels of silver.
You can beat him, but you can't smash his face!
The next moment, twenty Qianjun soldiers also ran out carrying wooden sticks and chairs. At this moment, they actually confronted these dozens of officers and soldiers.
Even though these officers and soldiers were armed with swords, when they saw these twenty pairs of beast-like eyes, they were stunned for a moment!
Seeing the tense situation, Chen Mu smiled and then walked up to Cang Jin: "Miss Cang, can't we talk about it if we have something to talk about?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the woman, who was only in her early twenties, drew out her sword with one hand and then put it against Chen Mu's neck.
"Did you know that it is illegal to steal other people's books without authorization?"
Chen Mu quickly explained: "Miss Cang, I am Chen Mu, how can I steal other people's books?"
As soon as these words came out, not only did Cang Jin chuckle, but everyone also showed contempt on their faces.
"What the hell is this Chen Mu? Just this skinny boy?"
"Seventy thousand Tatar soldiers were wiped out by such a man? Are you kidding me?"
"That's right, not only is she thin, but she is also ugly, thin and ugly!"
As soon as he heard these last words, Chen Mu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and then looked at the little fat man and scolded him.
"What kind of personal attack are you doing, you little fat guy? What's wrong with me?"
"Don't move! Pretend to be a royal, blatantly steal other people's books and sell them. When you go to jail, I will have to deal with you!"
Cang Jin was different from other ladies from other aristocratic families. She did not like needlework and embroidery since she was a child. She only liked these swords, guns and sticks. She longed for the day when she could be like a man, go into battle to kill the enemy and serve the country.
Because of this, Chen Mu, who had won the great victory in Monan, instantly became her idol, so how could she allow others to steal her idol's books for profit?
Facing this group of officials, Chen Mu had no choice but to be tied up silently. He could only blame it because his outfit was so ordinary that no matter how you put it, it just couldn't be explained.
But at this moment, another figure appeared in the distance. When he saw that it was Huo Quxie, Chen Mu felt relieved: "Brother, if you don't come, I will be tied to the prison by this woman."
Got it!"
He roared loudly and immediately attracted everyone's attention. Now in Chang'an City, who doesn't know this champion?
"Brother Huo, we caught another one today!"
As if asking for credit, he grabbed Chen Mu and ran towards Huo Quxie's body.
As for Huo Quxie, when he saw Chen Mu's miserable state, he laughed out loud: "Sister, do you know that this man is really the King of Shuchuan? If your father finds out, he will have to ban you. Hurry up and find someone
It’s loose!”
"What?"
Not only was the eldest lady Cang Jin looking in disbelief, but she also looked around at the spectators and was a little unable to react for a moment.
Especially the little fat man just now said in shock: "This ugly ghost... is the famous King of Sichuan?"
"The champion has already spoken, how could it be false?!"
Suddenly there was another wave of cheers, and we knew that the King of Shuchuan's visit to Chang'an was really of great significance.
Before Cang Jin came to his senses, Huo Quxie led everyone into the bookstore.
"Are you really Chen Mu?"
At this moment, Cang Jin kept looking at Chen Mu as if looking at a strange animal.
"I...should be, right?"
Cang Jin looked happy: "That's great! I often hear Brother Huo talk about your affairs in Monan. I..."
"Hey, Xiaojin, you're here again. If you keep doing this, Brother Mu will be scared away by you."
At this moment, Cang Jin was getting closer and closer. Leng Buding was stopped by Huo Quxie and could not help but pouted.
"Brother Mu, I will let the government know about your opening a shop in Chang'an. When I saw this girl riding out of the palace today, I knew she was definitely here to cause trouble for you."
Chen Mu smiled bitterly: "Thank you then."
"However, now that your identity has been made public, I advise you not to go to the store in person. After all, the Mid-Autumn Festival will be here in a month or two."
"Does my going to the shop have anything to do with the Mid-Autumn Festival?"
"One of the most important aspects of the Mid-Autumn Festival is to compose poems for prostitutes. Prostitutes use the talents of talented people to increase their social status and compete for the number one oiran. I'm afraid that after today, Brother Mu will have to be pestered by the oirans of various brothels and suffer unspeakably!
"
Looking at the evil smile on Huo Quxie's face, he understood the meaning. Now his reputation as a talented scholar has spread throughout Long Xia.
It can be seen that in Bajun, only one poem was written for Yanzhi, and his brothel without Xianxian suddenly became the number one brothel in Bajun.
It can be imagined that if Chen Mu wrote such a poem for any of them on the day of the oiran competition, it would greatly increase their chances of winning.