Family affection? Is it important to have rights?

When the eldest brother was still in his yard, the second and third brothers were being forced by their father to do their homework, and the mother went to visit the eldest brother whenever she had time, the poems that Dong Zhu personally handed to the bookstore owner were spreading among the literati and students at a crazy speed.

Like a virus, anyone who could read was drawn to the emotions expressed.

Some dignitaries spontaneously sent people to search for the poet.

But Dongzhu realized as early as when he was copying these ancient poems that he must not let anyone know that they were uttered by the young lady.

Dong Zhu was extremely cautious when it came to the young lady. She smeared her face with ash from the bottom of the pot so that no one could see what was on her face. As for clothes, she also prepared a set of servant's clothes in advance.

She carefully checked that there was no emblem belonging to the Prime Minister's Mansion before she felt relieved to put it on. However, it was still too conspicuous on her skin, so she wiped it with some soot.

Dongzhu even wore a bamboo hat to protect herself so much that even the young lady couldn't tell she was Dongzhu.

She quietly walked out of the back door, always alert to see if there was anyone around, and would avoid them in time if there was anyone.

Although people around her kept looking at her strangely as she walked on the street, she still managed to reach the bookstore safely.

Before walking in, Dong Zhu coughed deliberately to make his voice sound deeper.

Mr. Zhang, the owner of the bookstore, looked at a man with a puzzled look on his face. The man was wearing ordinary clothes, a mysterious hat, and had black hands.

You could say this person is a beggar, but he is wearing a bamboo hat on his head. How could an average beggar have the money to buy this?

You might say this person is an ordinary citizen, but he is covering his head and face, and you can tell at first glance that he doesn’t look like a good person!

Just when Boss Zhang was about to signal his assistant to find some thugs, the man in black pulled out a stack of papers from his sleeve.

Boss Zhang and his assistant were bewildered. No, you came to the bookstore dressed like this just to take out a stack of papers?!

He thought this person was here to cause trouble!

Dong Zhu kept holding the paper with one hand, very confused. Why were the two people opposite him not moving?

How does this bookstore do business?

She also specially chose a bookstore with the best reputation!

Dong Zhu coughed a few times helplessly to remind the boss, and the boss on the opposite side came to his senses and hurriedly walked over to ask this strange man what he wanted to do.

"Hello...sir, what would you like?" Boss Zhang couldn't tell whether the customer was a man or a woman.

Dong Zhu wondered if Boss Zhang was blind. She had been raising her hand for so long, didn’t he see it?

Dong Zhu shook the papers in her hand impatiently, signaling the boss to look at the papers and not at her.

Boss Zhang then noticed the stack of papers in the customer's hand. He smiled awkwardly and quickly took the papers to check.

At first, Boss Zhang didn't care much. What could be so special about the paper that this sneaky person took out?

But after reading for long, Boss Zhang opened his eyes wide and his heart beat like a drum. These, these poems can be passed down through the ages, the author must be a genius!

It’s a pity that the author did not write his own name, it’s just a simple anonymous one.

Boss Zhang was happy but also a little disappointed.

But then he forgot about not knowing the author's name.

"Dear guest, please take a seat here, and let's discuss the price in detail."

Dong Zhu nodded indifferently, deciding not to make any sound if possible, so as to reduce the possibility of being discovered.

Boss Zhang eagerly took out the best tea in the shop to make tea to entertain this distinguished guest.

Dong Zhu pretended to drink tea, but in fact he just touched his lips with the wall of the cup.

Seeing that the customer was still reluctant to speak, Boss Zhang took the initiative to put forward the price he had in mind. He rubbed his hands and grinned, "Dear customer, how about this, 70% and 30%? You pay 70% and I pay 30%?"

Boss Zhang was afraid that Dong Zhu didn't understand, so he explained, "Our 30% is actually not much at all. We need to turn this stack of paper into poetry collections, which requires woodblock printing. The time and manpower required for this..."

"And later on, we'll need bookstores to spread the word, so..."

Dong Zhu nodded silently in agreement. Although she was very confused inside, she still maintained her identity as a taciturn guest.

Boss Zhang's eyes lit up. He didn't expect the customer to agree so readily. You know, even if the offer was 80-20, he would still agree in the end even though it hurt.

He immediately smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed. If this spread, their bookstore would become famous overnight!

Boss Zhang became more attentive to this guest.

Dong Zhu pulled out a piece of paper from the side and wrote on it with his fingers dipped in tea.

[No prying of identity]

Boss Zhang paused, looked at the customer cautiously, and promised, "Of course, of course. I am a trustworthy person."

But I was secretly complaining in my heart, who could recognize me when I’m wrapped like this? Even my own mother wouldn’t be able to recognize me.

He doesn't know yet that many officials will come to him in the future.

Dong Zhu saw that the work was almost done and it was not advisable to stay here for long. She nodded to the boss, then turned around and left quickly.

Boss Zhang looked at the departing guest with emotion, marveling at his ability. He wondered who this guest was from and how he could come up with so many verses that were worthy of praise.

The waiter next to him suggested, "Boss, how about I secretly follow this customer and find out which restaurant he is from?"

But Boss Zhang sternly refused, "You are not allowed to go! What if you offend this customer and he sells these poems to other bookstores?"

"Remember, we know nothing!" Boss Zhang looked at the waiter meaningfully.

The guy was shocked, he didn't expect the boss to have such a big reaction, but when he thought about it carefully, it was indeed as the boss said, it was safest not to investigate the identity.

Boss Zhang stroked the stack of precious poems with a smile on his face, as if he could already sleep among the pile of silver and money.

"Come on, come on, let's get to work!"

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On the other side, Dong Zhu lowered her head and mingled with the crowd. She did not go home immediately, but walked around the general's mansion, the prince's mansion, and any mansion of a high-ranking official. She even went to a brothel...

It was not until it was getting dark that she dared to sneak into the back door of the Prime Minister's Mansion quietly.

Dong Zhu breathed a sigh of relief after entering the Prime Minister's Mansion. Her steps became much lighter. She washed off the soot on her body and changed her clothes before going to see the young lady.

Dong Zhu returned to the young lady's yard with a smile on his face, gently pushed open the door, and looked at the young lady with his shining eyes excitedly.

He also described all the actions he had taken, hoping to get the lady's praise.