The Rebirth of the Prince: Starting from Not Being a Doglicker

The sky is bright and sunny in the capital.

"drive."

Two tall and strong Arabian horses were galloping on Xuanwu Avenue. Passing pedestrians and carriages all gave way when they saw them.

The two horses galloped all the way and finally stopped in front of a tall and imposing attic.

This attic has three floors with carved beams and painted buildings. It is located in the busiest area of ​​Xuanwu Street. There are three large characters written in a flamboyant style on the plaque on the gate: Wenhanzhai.

Su An and Dan Qing dismounted and entered this study which had a long-standing reputation in the capital.

The first floor of Wenhanzhai mainly sells paper, ink, brushes and inkstones, literati calligraphy and paintings, poetry, books and classics. The customers come and go, including scholars in blue Confucian robes and literati in brocade and gorgeous clothes.

Su An randomly picked up two books of famous poetry annotations, paid the bill, and went straight to the second floor.

There are fewer people on the second floor than on the first floor. The things sold there are not ordinary calligraphy and paintings, but some books on Taoism. These are basic books prepared for those who have not yet entered the art world. The book on the basic properties and reactions of elements that Su An has been reading recently can be found here.

The items sold on this floor are mainly prepared for common people who do not have the opportunity to study in the academy. These basic books on Taoism give them a chance to practice. However, the prices of these books are not low, and it is not easy for common people to afford them.

All the books here can be found in the Marquis’ Mansion, so Su An decisively went up to the third floor.

At the entrance to the third floor, there were two waiters standing at the door. Their eyes were on the customers coming and going. Those who were dressed shabbily would be turned away.

Su An and Dan Qing entered the third floor smoothly. There were not many people here, and the books on magic and Taoism sold were more valuable than those on the second floor.

If the books on the second floor are for people who have just started practicing the art of magic, then the books here are prepared for those who have a certain foundation in magic, covering breakthroughs in the second level of magic, and even some magic techniques.

These are exactly what the Marquis' Mansion lacks and what Su An needs right now.

The books on the third floor are expensive and ordinary people cannot afford them, so many of the customers here are people who made their fortunes through business and want to improve their fortunes through spiritual practice.

Su An flipped through the books one by one, picking out the ones he needed. Unconsciously, he was immersed in them. Perhaps he had been reading for too long, and a servant in blue came over to take a look.

Su An didn't care. He picked for a while, closed the book in his hand, took away several books stacked together on the side, and went to the counter.

In front of the counter, a middle-aged man in blue was fiddling with an abacus. When he saw Su An coming, he was about to settle the bill with him.

A maid came to the middle-aged man's ear and whispered something in his ear.

The middle-aged man looked at Su An in confusion.

"Sir, I have something urgent to do. Please wait for a moment."

The middle-aged man apologized to Su An, then turned around and went into a private room behind the counter with the maid.

Soon, the middle-aged man came out of the small room.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm afraid I can't sell you these books."

Su An asked calmly, "Why?"

"Sorry." The middle-aged man bowed slightly, looking apologetic, but refused to explain the reason.

"You're opening a store to do business, why don't you just sell to me?" Su An frowned.

Behind him, Danqing put his hand on the long sword at his waist, his eyes flashing coldly.

The middle-aged man suddenly felt as if a thorn was on his back. He was already hunched over and sank even further. A little cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Sir, I really can't do your business. Please don't make things difficult for me." The middle-aged man had a sad face.

"It is our freedom to sell or not. I have heard that the prince is arrogant and domineering. Why do you want to use your power to force us to buy or sell today?"

At this time, two figures, a man and a woman, walked out of the room behind the counter.

The one who spoke was the handsome young man in white robe who was in the lead.

Su An's gaze fell on the young girl behind him. She was wearing a white dress and had a pretty face, delicate features, and a dignified and generous oval face. She had the temperament of a lady from a noble family. She was Zhou Qingyu, the eldest daughter of the Zhou family.

"Miss, Mr. Guo." The middle-aged man seemed to have found his backbone and quickly retreated behind the two of them.

Zhou Qingyu was called "Miss", while the young man was called by his surname. Su An noticed this detail. It seems that the owner behind Wenhanzhai is the Zhou family.

"I'm not trying to use my power to pressure you, I just want to know why you sold the book to others but not to me?" Su An responded to Mr. Guo.

Su An had no impression of this Mr. Guo and didn't know who he was, but from his words he could tell that this man was quite hostile towards him.

Guo Pu admitted frankly, "I instructed him to do this."

"Books and knowledge are both noble and holy, and cannot tolerate the slightest dirt."

"I won't sell it to the prince because a filthy person like him will only defile these books and knowledge and is not worthy of owning them." Guo Pu said sarcastically.

Su An's face was calm. He got another piece of information from Guo Pu's words. Guo Pu had a close relationship with Zhou Qingyu and could make such a decision on her behalf.

"Miss Zhou, do you mean the same thing?" Su An looked at Zhou Qingyu.

Zhou Qingyu also looked at him. When she first saw this prince, his appearance was indeed eye-catching. He had a handsome face and was as pretty as a picture. However, he was just outwardly beautiful, but his inner beauty was rotten.

"Brother, what you mean is what I mean." Zhou Qingyu said.

Her voice is light and sweet like an oriole, but her tone is neither salty nor bland.

Senior brother, it seems that this Mr. Guo is a disciple of Grand Secretary Zhou.

"Miss Zhou, these books are extremely important to me. The Shenwei Marquis Mansion lacks books on this subject, and my practice of the art has therefore come to a standstill. Could you please change your mind, Miss Zhou?" Su An said sincerely.

Hearing this, Guo Pu was also amused and said sarcastically, "Your Highness, you are not afraid of being caught off guard. Everyone in the capital knows that you are unlearned and unskilled. Why don't you go to the second floor? The books there are what you need."

"Junior sister, don't be soft-hearted. This prince doesn't speak a single word of truth."

Zhou Qingyu has always had a gentle temperament. Guo Pu saw that the person who came to buy books was Su An, so he came up with this method to vent her anger. Otherwise, even if she hated Su An, she would not refuse to sell the books from Wen Hanzhai to him.

But since her senior brother has done this, she must stand on his side and not waste his kindness.

"Not for sale," Zhou Qingyu simply shook his head.

Su An didn't say anything else, but put the books back to their original places one by one.

Su An's calmness was somewhat beyond Guo Pu's expectations. He had just spoken so harshly just to provoke Su An and make him make the first move, so that he would have a reason to teach him a lesson.

Unexpectedly, this prince, who had always been domineering and impulsive, was very calm from beginning to end, and did not seem to be angry at all.

Su An patiently put all the books back in their original places and arranged them neatly. He still had two books left in his hand, which were annotations of poems bought on the first floor.

"Do you want to return these two books? I have already paid for them on the first floor." Su An asked.

Looking at Su An's overly calm eyes, Zhou Qingyu suddenly felt that she might have gone a little too far.

She quickly dispelled the thoughts in her mind. Su An slapped her in public. He was going too far.

"Now that the bill has been paid, don't refund it." Zhou Qingyu said.

She noticed that Su An was holding two books of poetry annotations, and thought of the poem that had been making the rounds in the capital recently.

Zhou Qingyu had heard before that the poem was written by Su An, but he naturally didn't believe it. How could an uneducated playboy like him write poetry?

But now Su An came to the study specifically to buy poetry annotations, which made her feel a little uncertain.

"Ms. Zhou, could you please have a chat at Songhe Tower at noon? I would like to apologize to you for what happened before." Su An said.

"I'm sorry, my junior sister and I are going to the Sutra Library of the Academy to read books at noon. I will also have to teach my junior sister magic later, so we really don't have time." Guo Pu pretended to be apologetic.

It was not difficult to hear the hint of superiority in his words. The fact that he was accepted as a disciple by Grand Scholar Zhou proved that he was talented and was already a senior practitioner of the second level.

Su An, the good-for-nothing prince, lives a life of drunkenness, eating, drinking and having fun every day.

Every day he explores the mysteries of the elements and exchanges techniques with his junior sister and other classmates. The difference between these two lives is obvious.

So what if Su An is the son of Marquis Shenwei? Guo Pu despises such second-generation rich people who have only a background but are good-for-nothings.

Su An didn't say much, just nodded, and took Danqing downstairs.

Looking at Su An's departing back, Zhou Qingyu's beautiful eyes revealed a look of confusion. Why did it feel like Su An had become a different person?

I refused to sell him the books, but he didn't get angry. Instead, he calmly put the books back to their original places one by one.

Even though his senior brother spoke in a harsh tone, he didn't get angry at all.

Moreover, he seemed to have a more elegant air, as if he really was a gentle gentleman.

Su An and Danqing left Wenhanzhai.

"Prince, you just left like that." Danqing felt a little aggrieved.

Not only did he not sell books to the prince, but Mr. Guo also insulted him with words everywhere. It was really too much.

"No need." Su An said.

Just like when he slapped Zhou Qingyu in the face and she left without saying a word, there was no point in having a conflict with Guo Pu or Zhou Qingyu at this time. Zhou Qingyu was unwilling to sell the book to him, and he couldn't rob it by force. Moreover, he had to get Zhou Qingyu's forgiveness before he could enter the Palace of Literature.

It can be seen that Guo Pu and Zhou Qingyu have a good relationship, and it seems that Guo Pu is interested in her.

Su An was trying hard to recall another thing in his mind. In his previous life, Zhou Qingyu was probably assassinated during this period, but he knew too little about it and had no idea what day and where the accident happened.

If he could stop this incident from happening and save Zhou Qingyu, the Zhou family would undoubtedly owe him a big favor, and his goal would be achieved.