MTL - The Salty Little Cannon Fodder Was Targeted By the Prince-Chapter 479 Lifelong is a good word

 Chapter 479 Lifetime is a good word

Du Wan put her hands behind her back and began to inspect the temporarily renovated reporting rooms.

The entertainment newspaper that the newspaper office worked overtime to print last night has been moved to the front store for sale. A new batch of workers arrived this morning and more than a thousand copies were printed.

 Oh my god, this is all money.

 You can imagine the days of abundant wealth in the future...

Du Wan finally suppressed the excitement in her heart and went to inspect the shop.

　　It was a bit noisy at first, everyone was shouting about one portion, two portions, etc.

Chai Wei and others happened to rush over, and the first thing they did was to maintain order and let people who wanted to buy wait in line, so there was a long queue.

Du Wan looked at it and said, "It's too slow to only let the shopkeeper sell it by himself."

 In a short while.

 One long dragon turned into two.

　　If you still can't sell two pieces, I'll exchange them for three pieces.

　　A few guards moved a bunch of "Da Qin Entertainment News" outside the store to sell them.

 We will not stop until we have sold out the ones printed last night and the ones newly printed this morning. There are a lot fewer customers coming to buy, but there are still some.

These people were waiting and did not leave immediately.

 After all, the printing room is in the backyard, and dozens of copies will come out in just a short while.

 The children who were selling newspapers outside also came back to hand over the work one after another, with smiles on their faces. There was no need to walk around the streets to sell, so Du Wan asked them to help in the printing room.

 Three days later.

 The entertainment newspaper matters gradually calmed down.

Behind the scenes, many people are paying attention to the people mentioned in the newspaper, waiting to see the joke. It's just that these families are very calm. Only the outer room broke out, and some things could not be concealed.

Wang Rui'er, the eldest daughter of Nanyang Bofu, married into the Luo family, a scholarly family. She was full of scholars and prided herself on being noble. But the Luo family has a relatively good reputation as a scholarly family, and Mr. Luo teaches in the Imperial College and is a great Confucian. In terms of actual power, it is completely inferior to Nanyang Bofu.

 Otherwise, Wang Ruier, the eldest daughter of a concubine, would not be able to marry Luo Hui, who was a direct descendant.

 This time it was the Luo family who was in trouble.

 At noon, the third floor of Juyuan Building.

Du Wan, who had just rubbed Pei Hao, took a sip of tea and couldn't help but talk about the previous gossip, "Are the Nanyang House and the Luo family still talking about it?"

Pei Hao said: "Luo Hui sent the outer room away, and his son was taken back to Luofu."

"Wang Rui'er didn't make a fuss? Just like this, he has a cheap son to call his mother, or is he the eldest son of a concubine?"

"My son has been born, and there is no point in making any more noise." Pei Hao had expected this. "The more prestigious a family is, the more they value their bloodline, and generally they will not let their bloodline escape. If this matter had not been exposed, Nanyang Bo would have been forced to Due to the pressure from the government, I dare not take it back to the government openly."

“So, I helped this kid once.” Du Wan sighed.

 How would she handle it if she were Wang Ruier?

Du Wan couldn't help but look at Pei Hao with pity.

Pei Hao felt a chill in his heart, and when he met her eyes, his desire for survival was overwhelming, "Wanwan, Luo Ming has a bad character, and she even created an affair. I am extremely ashamed of this."

 Du Wan: “…”

not bad, very good.

Then the little girl put her hands on her back and walked downstairs with her back straight.

Pei Hao quickly stood up and chased after him.

Originally, he didn't really despise Luo Miao, but now he is really and somewhat unhappy. It's all because of this man that the little girls have opinions about him. Maybe they think that men will have extramarital affairs. "Wanwan, there are still very few men in this world who have extramarital affairs. Think about it. Father-in-law, are you always guarding the eldest princess?"

 “What do you want to say?” The little girl turned back and squinted at him.

Pei Hao made his position clear, "I won't do it in the future."

 “A man’s mouth is a liar.”

　　　…"Is this someone who wants to overturn a boat with one stroke?

Pei Hao raised his peach eyes and put his arm on her shoulders like a friend, "Did I lie to you? It's useless to say it with your mouth. You need to verify it for your whole life." Du Wan: "..."

 That makes so much sense!

Pei Hao has a rippling smile and is a good word in his life.

 Two people came down from the third floor. Many people on the second floor saw them, and some of them knew them. When the two people went downstairs again, someone started whispering.

—“Are those Princess Jiaoyang and Prince Pei?”

 —“Those who can go up to the third floor of Juyuan Building are powerful people.”

—“Yeah, how luxurious is the third floor? I really want to take a look.”

—“Hey, you guys don’t know, the decorations on the third floor are not as good as those on the second floor.”

 —“…Nonsense, have you been up there?”

 —“No, I heard about it.”

　　—“…”

Almost all regular visitors to Juyuan Building are curious about the third floor.

Those who have actually been there know that the third floor is just a little quieter, and there’s really nothing wrong with it. Someone couldn't help but ask the shopkeeper, who told the truth, "The third floor is for nobles to rest temporarily. Those who are curious can go up and take a look at the door."

It’s better to be sparse than to block it, and there’s nothing wrong with satisfying their curiosity.

 Besides, there are really no secrets on the third floor.

Du Wan, who was outside, heard about this incident. When he got on the carriage, he told Pei Hao about it as a joke.

Pei Hao said: "The shopkeeper has done a good job."

 “Yeah, yeah.” Du Wan agreed, “You have good taste in choosing such a person.”

“Shopkeeper Du is not bad. You can see that he has managed the bookstore and newspaper office in an orderly manner in the past few days.”

 The two subconsciously had a commercial exchange.

 The first issue of "Da Qin Entertainment News" was published for five days and sold more than 70,000 yuan. Printing has been stopped today, and there are still about 30,000 copies in stock. Now we can still sell two to three thousand copies a day.

Pei Hao asked: "I heard that you are already preparing for the next issue?"

 “Of course, strike while the iron is hot.”

 “But you haven’t sold out this issue yet.”

"When the second issue comes out, it will be distributed to various places together with Di Bao." Du Wan had not had such an idea before, purely because the headlines of the second issue were too important, and the sooner it was spread, the better.

Pei Hao said: "Don't you issue it once a month?"

Di newspaper is printed once a month.

  Judging from the little girl’s tone, she is not an entertainer!

 Sure enough, Du Wan said: "One issue per ten days."

Pei Hao: "...Isn't this urgent?"

“It’s quite a rush, so I won’t schedule it regularly for the time being. If there is content, it will be three issues a month, and if there is no content, it will be one issue a month. Okay, I’ve decided happily.”

  “…”How sloppy! capricious!

What can Pei Hao say? cannot.

Du Wan thought about the content, squinted her eyes and touched her chin, "This time I want to write a follow-up to the Luo family gossip, discuss right and wrong, and it is best to discuss whether a man can divorce a woman after he cheats. Husband’s problem.”

 “Cough cough cough, cough cough.”

Pei Hao was glad that he didn't drink tea, otherwise he would have choked to death.

 But he still coughed for a while before he calmed down.

Du Wan looked at him with strange eyes, "What are you thinking about?"

 “I didn’t think about anything!” Pei Hao denied it.

 Answering so quickly makes it more suspicious?

 (End of this chapter)