All realms have enabled me to achieve the Great Dao.

At this time, Fan Xian, who was in the Fan residence, also learned about the many poems that were circulating in the streets.

How could these poems appear in this world? Could there be other time travelers?

He rushed out of the Fan residence to find the source of these poems.

After making inquiries, I learned about Sanwei Bookstore.

Sanwei Study?

These three words struck his mind like a bolt from the blue.

Who time-traveled?

Upon arriving at Sanwei Bookstore, Fan Xian saw that there were many people buying books in the shop, making it impossible for him to enter.

"Fan Xian, you're here to buy books too?"

"Wang Qinian, why are you everywhere?"

"Of course I like good books too."

"Did you manage to buy the book?" Fan Xian asked.

"No, I just heard about Sanwei Bookstore and came here after asking around."

The two waited a long time before entering the bookstore; it was already evening by then.

Looking at the layout of the bookstore, Fan Xian immediately realized that the owner of Sanwei Bookstore was a time traveler. Only modern people would arrange things like this; it would be impossible for ancient people to arrange things in this way.

There were very few books left in the bookstore. Fan Xian looked at the book covers: Sun Tzu's Art of War, Thirty-Six Stratagems, Zhu Xian, Journey to the West, Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Dream of the Red Chamber, and so on.

When Fan Xian saw Dream of the Red Chamber, it felt as if a boulder had struck his brain.

He came into this world and copied Dream of the Red Chamber. The Dream of the Red Chamber sold at Sanwei Bookstore is obviously more authentic than his. Now his reputation is going to collapse.

Fan Xian was on the verge of tears.

At this moment, Wang Qinian walked over with Dream of the Red Chamber in his hand and said, “Strange, this shop actually has Dream of the Red Chamber, but this book has the word ‘Dream’ added to it, and the content is more complete than the Dream of the Red Chamber sold on the market.”

What could Fan Xian say? It was best to say as little as possible.

"My goodness, they even sell military books! Isn't this shopkeeper afraid of being arrested by His Majesty? This military book is amazing. I didn't know there were so many intricacies to warfare. I'll buy a copy and study it slowly." Wang Qinian picked up Sun Tzu's Art of War and flipped through it.

"You still dare to buy it? Aren't you afraid that His Majesty will find out and accuse you of treason?" Fan Xian warned.

"I'm not afraid, I don't have any military power."

Wang Qinian said he wasn't afraid, but he still obediently put the military book back on the shelf.

"No wonder nobody buys these books."

Wang Qinian felt it was a bit of a pity; he really wanted to buy it and study it.

There were hardly any books left in the shop, only a few novels. They could only take a few novels to pay for; if they didn't take them soon, there might not be any novels left.

"Hello, is your boss in the store?" Fan Xian asked.

"The boss is out."

Fan Xian was somewhat disappointed. "Will there be any new books for sale tomorrow?"

"Yes, our bookstore will have an increasingly rich selection of books, so please look forward to it."

After paying, the two left the shop with the books.

Zhou Yongcheng saw everything.

Inside the palace, his subordinates reported the matter of the Sanwei Study to Emperor Qing.

"You mean Sanwei Bookstore also sells military books?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, there are many military books."

After a moment's consideration, Emperor Qing said calmly, "Tomorrow, take some men to shut down the bookstore and ban all the books inside. You know what to do next."

"My subordinates know."

The next day, when the robot opened the store door, there were already many people waiting outside. They had come to buy books, including Fan Xian and Wang Qinian.

Just as they were about to go in, someone arrived with a dozen or so people.

"See? I knew this day would come," Fan Xian said, spreading his hands.

This time traveler is too high-profile. Doesn't he know that in this feudal dynasty, the emperor controls everything? All books that are not in line with the emperor's will be destroyed, all thoughts that are not in line with the emperor's will be eliminated, and anyone who dares to disobey the emperor will be killed. In short, the emperor has the final say.

"It's all our fault for finding out too late." Wang Qinian lamented that he hadn't been able to buy the book he wanted.

"By imperial decree, Sanwei Bookstore, which sells banned books, is hereby shut down."

People who came to buy books all stayed away from the bookstore, fearing they would be implicated.

Zhou Yongcheng put down the Taoist scripture in his hand, glanced downstairs, and instructed the Red Queen to give the order that as soon as the soldiers stepped into the study, they should all be driven out, but not killed.

Then he looked toward the palace.

At this time, the emperor was holding the morning court session, and the ministers were giving reports.

Suddenly, Emperor Qing was lifted off his throne by an invisible force.

The ministers below were all shocked. What was wrong with His Majesty?

Emperor Qing was also terrified at this moment, as he was lifted up by an invisible hand that was gripping his neck.

He could touch it but couldn't, and his inner energy seemed frozen and couldn't circulate, which terrified him even more. This was one of his trump cards, but it was completely useless.

At that moment, a voice rang out in the main hall.

"You even dare to shut down my Sanwei Study. Don't you want to live a few more years? If you want to die, I don't mind changing the emperor of Qing Kingdom."

Emperor Qing felt a sudden dizziness as he was thrown heavily into the hall by an invisible force, coughing up blood.

The ministers were on tenterhooks; some hoped Emperor Qing would be killed, while others were terrified.

"If anyone dares to covet Sanwei Study, I won't hesitate to send their family to meet their ancestors."

At this point, some people were glad they hadn't made the first move. They had also been tempted when they saw the books in the bookstore, but they were still investigating.

As a powerful force, they investigate before they consider taking anything. If they find something feasible, they will seize it; if not, they will remain inactive. If there is profit to be made, they will even lend a helping hand.

Zhou Yongcheng gave a warning and then withdrew his divine sense.

After a long silence in the main hall, the ministers finally stepped forward to help Emperor Qing up.

"Quickly summon the imperial physician."

Emperor Qing felt that his internal energy could circulate again, so he waved his hand and said calmly, "No need. That senior did not intend to kill me. It was just a warning. It's just that I was too careless and ordered people to seal off the senior's study without investigating."

At the same time, he immediately summoned a eunuch and ordered him to bring back the men who had sealed off the bookstore. He hoped that the senior hadn't killed anyone, otherwise he would lose some more men, who were elite troops that had been trained at great expense.

The ministers understood perfectly well what he meant by "careless"—it meant that he was the one in charge in the Qing Kingdom. They just hadn't expected to run into such a tough opponent.

At the bookstore, several soldiers stood guard outside the door, while the rest went inside.

They had barely stepped into the room when the robot kicked them away, and a cracking sound could be heard. They didn't know how many of their ribs were broken by that kick.

If Zhou Yongcheng hadn't stopped them from killing, they would have died on the spot if they had been kicked by the robot.

Fan Xian and Wang Qinian were utterly astonished when they saw the soldier being kicked out.

"So tough! They don't even put His Majesty's Imperial Guards in their eyes. Those soldiers are sixth-rank experts, yet they were kicked out with a single kick. The bookstore clerks are no ordinary people. I didn't see any martial arts skills in them."

Wang Qinian stood at a distance, examining the robots inside the room. He looked them over from left to right, but he couldn't discern any internal energy within them.

"Are they very powerful?" Fan Xian asked.

"Of course it's amazing. One kick crippled a sixth-rank expert, who must be at least a seventh-rank expert or higher. Isn't that amazing?"

It was only then that Fan Xian realized that the bookstore owner was definitely not an ordinary person, otherwise he wouldn't dare to sell those books so recklessly in the capital of Qing Kingdom.