Martial Arts: Becoming a Tyrant From Summoning a Sword Slave

With a sad smile and sorrow on Chunyuwei's face, "The concubine wants to ask Your Majesty, has there ever been a concubine in Your Majesty's heart?" Shangguan Lin said calmly, "Yes." "But in my heart, I pretend to be the world. "

"Children love each other, and I am destined to have no destiny in this life." "Hehe, yes, no destiny." Chunyu Wei smiled miserably and shed tears.

"My brother is right. In the emperor's house, there is no choice for everything. Everything is fate, and there is no way to escape." "If I were not the Princess of Yan, and you were not Emperor Tianqi, maybe our fate would be different." "Maybe."

Shangguan Lin sighed deeply, turned and left Fanghua Hall.

Behind her, Chunyuwei picked up a Yaoqin, moved her fingers lightly, and played a piece of music.

This is the song that the women of Yan State play for their lovers. As long as the women of Yan State have learned the piano, almost everyone can play it.

Chunyuwei was playing the qin, while laughing, smiling, tears shed.

Not only that, but blood flowed from her mouth.

It turned out that she had already taken the poison.

But even so, she didn't stop.

There was no one outside the Hall of Fanghua, only two maids from the Kingdom of Yan knelt down at the door of the room.

Listening to the sound of the mourning zither coming from inside, the two court ladies wept silently.

Songs are used to chant ambitions, and sounds are used to express feelings.

This Yan Guoqin song originally conveyed the woman's lovesickness and admiration for Ailang.

At this moment, played by Chun Yuwei who is full of despair, there is no trace of lovesickness in the sound of the piano, only the boundless desolation.

In the end, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

The strings broke, and the Yaoqin slipped from Chunyuwei's hands and broke in two.

Chunyuwei also fell 5.4 from the chair and fell to the ground dying of breath.

Two court ladies rushed into the room, looked at the dead Chunyu Wei, cried loudly, and finally both took medicine and died.

Afterwards, Shangguanlin ordered someone to collect Chunyuwei's body and bury it in the imperial mausoleum according to the emperor's imperial concubine ceremony.

According to historical records, in the [-]th year of the Apocalypse era, it was November [-]th in the second year of Yuanwu.

The imperial concubine Chunyu Wei was seriously ill and died without medicine.

Emperor Wu of the Yuan Dynasty was very sad, and it was snowing that night to express his condolences.

That night, Chunyu Wen, the sixth prince of Yan State who was imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, also drank poisonous wine and lost his soul.

So far, the blood of the royal family of Yan Kingdom has been completely cut off!

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The emperor got married, rewarded all the ministers, and ordered to rest for half a month.

He is too tired to be the emperor. Since he took the throne, he has been busy with government affairs and has never had a good rest.

The death of the imperial concubine Zhenhuang also made Shangguanlin feel bad, and he didn't want to deal with political affairs.

Although the two countries are enemies, Shangguanlin's feelings for Chunyuwei are not fake, it can only be said that God's will tricks people.

Walking on the streets of Jinling, the red cloths and red lanterns in front of every house have not faded.

There were people coming and going in the imperial city, it was very lively.

In recent months, the business in the imperial city of Jinling has undergone great changes.

First, four wealthy businessmen were killed, and later thirteen thousand were born, and one person controlled [-]% of Jinling's business.

Not only that, but he is also inextricably linked with the imperial court.

His business territory is constantly expanding, and now no one can estimate his net worth.

And Wansanqian has also become the number one richest man in Jinling.

At some point, a new type of paper appeared in the bookstore under the name of Wansanqian, called Wanghou paper.

This kind of paper is new paper made by papermaking.

This name was not chosen casually, and it was not something ordinary people could choose. It was named by Shangguanlin himself.

The deep meaning of Shangguanlin's name is to inspire the people to study hard.

16 As long as you succeed in your studies, worshiping a king and becoming a marquis is not a distant dream.

Wanghou paper is as white as snow, although it is thin, it is very tough. It does not disperse when touched by ink, and is difficult to melt when exposed to water. The quality is several times higher than that of old paper in the past.

I thought that such paper would be very expensive.

But the reality is unexpected.

The price of paper is not only not expensive, but it is [-]% cheaper than old paper.

Therefore, as soon as this kind of paper was born, it was loved by scholars and common people.

All of a sudden, Wang Hou's paper was snapped up like crazy.

The business of all the major bookstores in Jinling City was sluggish.

In Wansanqian's bookstore, there are not only Wanghou paper, but also various books compiled with Wanghou paper. The quantity is unimaginable, and the price is also very cheap.

In the past, poor people wanted to study and couldn't afford books at all, but now, they can all afford them.

The imperial court also issued an imperial edict a long time ago, claiming that the princely paper was made by the imperial court, and the purpose was to allow everyone in the world to read.

The business of Wanghou paper and Wanghou book first started in Jinling, and then spread to the surrounding cities and prefectures.

In just a few months, it has covered [-]% of Tianqi's area.

The Ministry of Industry is still rushing to work day and night, printing princely paper and princely books.

Given enough time, these two things can cover the entire apocalypse.

Because of this, Shangguanlin not only earned a lot of gold and silver, but also collected a wave of popular support by the way.

When the new emperor came to the throne, he not only opened Enke repeatedly, but also created such a miraculous thing that the people all over the world could read and practice calligraphy.

All of a sudden, the common people were grateful to Shangguan Lin.

Apocalypse states, prefectures and counties, and the common people spontaneously raised money to erect monuments in praise of Shangguanlin.

Walk into a bookstore called Boyuan Bookstore.

The bookstore is divided into three floors.

The first floor sells the Four Treasures of the Study, pens, inks, papers and inkstones, as well as some enlightenment books.

At a glance, there are quite a few Baisheng who are choosing what they need, and some people of national origin are choosing enlightenment books, presumably for the children at home.

In the past, very few civilians went to bookstores to buy things, but now it is different, such things have become commonplace.

The second floor is for selling books, and all the books sold on this floor are finished books.

There are classics of various theories, and notes of some famous scholars, as well as the Four Books and Five Classics, the essence of famous books, the essentials of general explanations, and so on.

Those who come to this level are mostly famous scholars.

Of course, their fame will not be too high, at most they are only scholars, and occasionally there are candidates, most of whom are children.

On this floor, some students' calligraphy and paintings are put on consignment here to subsidize their families.

Shangguan Lin didn't stop, and walked directly to the third floor.

The things sold on the third floor are completely different.

All the ancient books, famous paintings, and some works of calligraphers and painters are placed here.

The cheapest one costs tens of taels of silver, enough for a family of three for several years.

The most expensive treasure of the town store is not something that can be measured by money, it is not for sale.

Wan Sanqian is very skillful in doing business. He bought an authentic painting "Pin Lian" by Lian Sheng, a master of calligraphy and painting in Xizhu Kingdom 400 years ago, and put it on the third floor as the treasure of the shop.

Shangguan Lin also has a bit of eyesight, and he is also a person who loves painting and calligraphy. When he saw this "Pin Lotus", he was also attracted.

The lotus in the painting emerges from the mud but not stained, clean and ripples but not demonic, straight in the middle and straight in the outside, neither spreading nor branching, fragrant far away but clear, pavilions and clean plants, can be seen from a distance but not played with.

Liansheng is known as the sage of the previous generation of painters, and his "Pin Lotus" is his pinnacle work, and its value is immeasurable. "Young master, do you like this painting?"

"If you like it, I would like to give it to the young master."

Wan Sanqian came from behind, stood behind Shangguan Lin and said.Shangguanlin smiled faintly, "How dare you give up such a treasure?"

Wan Sanqian shook his head and smiled, "I only love money in my life, and I can only get started with calligraphy and painting, so I can't say I like it very much."

"Today, this painting is taken by the young master. It can be said that you have to meet the master of the Ming Dynasty. Is there any reason why I can't do it?" "Boss Wan, you are wrong."

Before Shangguan Lin could speak, a voice suddenly interrupted the two of them.

A young gentleman walked up to the third floor and came behind Shangguan Lin.

Wan Sanqian looked back at the young master, and greeted him with cupped hands, "So it's Mr. Tong. I haven't seen him for a long time, but he still looks the same." The young master waved his hand, obviously not accepting Wan Sanqian's compliment.

Pointing to "Pin Lotus" on the wall, he said in a deep voice, "Boss Wan, I have asked you to buy this painting several times, but you have never agreed." Take this young master seriously." Hearing the young young master's speechless words, Wan Sanqian immediately changed his expression.

"Young Master Tong, the painting belongs to me. I don't need to tell you who I want to give it to, do I?" Clearly.

It is a serious crime to speak insignificantly in front of the emperor.

Wan Sanqian was also for the sake of Zuo Xiang Tong Zhili, so he gave a hint to remind the young master not to overstep.

It's just that Wan Sanqian was self-defeating. Not only did his kindness not work, but it made the young master even more angry. "Yes, 037 really doesn't need to tell me about your things." "But everyone in Jinling City knows that I want this painting."

"I can't get it after buying it several times, but you give it to others for nothing. If it gets out, where will you put my face?" "Or, you don't take me seriously?"

After the young master finished speaking, he looked at Shang Guanlin in a blink of an eye, and said in a cold voice, "Boy, I don't bully you. Put down the painting and get out. I will pretend that this incident never happened today." "If you don't know your face, be careful... "Snapped!

A loud slap sounded.

The young master was hit hard suddenly, his body flew out sideways, and hit the wall with his head.

Not only were four or five teeth blown away, but the forehead was also hit badly.

It was Ge Nie who made the shot, but no one saw him make the shot.

This is Ge Nie's mercy, otherwise he could slap a person's head off his neck.

The sudden scene made the people on the third floor stare straight.

No one expected that such a thing would happen suddenly.

They all knew the identity of the young son, he was Tong Wenjie, the grandson of Zuo Xiang Tong Zhili.

It can be said that he is the head of the noble sons of Jinling.

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Chapter 212 You have a big background, can you be bigger than me? (Fourth update, please subscribe)

They all knew the identity of the young son, he was Tong Wenjie, the grandson of Zuo Xiang Tong Zhili.

It can be said that he is the head of the noble sons of Jinling.

Let alone beating him, even scolding him, no one would dare to do it.

Now he was slapped in the face in public.

This matter has become serious.

Right now, many people leave this place of right and wrong, for fear that they will suffer disaster.

Shangguan Lin turned around, looked at the young master coldly, and shook his head.