"ah?"

"ah?"

The ladies were shocked again.

"Is it true or false?" someone questioned.

Mrs. Lin said: "The largest novel book distribution shop in Beijing is our family's industry."

"All the books circulating in the capital city have to pass through my hands. Do you think what I said is false?"

"Oh my God!"

The ladies were completely shocked and immediately swarmed around Yang Ruoqing.

Even Muzichuan didn't know where they had pushed him.

"Miss Yang, you are so amazing, I admire you so much!"

"Miss Yang, please sign your name for me!"

"Miss Yang, can you tell us a little bit about who Brother Baoyu ended up with in the end?"

"Miss Yang, is it true that Sister Feng can't have another son? Will Second Master Lian help Ping'er take over?"

"..."

A swarm of questions hit Yang Ruoqing like a violent storm.

Looking at the ladies in front of her who had previously pretended to be polite and elegant, and even looked down upon her, at this moment, each one turned into a fanatical fan, surrounding her, chasing her, surrounding her like stars over the moon...

Yang Ruoqing felt like a superstar suddenly.

Now, all we need is the spotlight, hahaha...

No one complimented Han Ruyi, who had just won, not even the few ladies who were in the same camp as her.

After learning that the original author of "Dream of Red Mansions" was actually Yang Ruoqing, they all abandoned their positions and ran to Yang Ruoqing, completely turning from negative to fan.

Next to Han Ruyi stood the maid Mei'er.

She even wanted to come over because she was also chasing the novel, but because Han Ruyi was her master, she resisted and didn't move.

No one asked or complimented Han Ruyi, the most talented woman in the capital, and Yang Ruoqing became the center of attention and everyone's darling.

At this time, Yang Ruoqing also changed from the free and casual attitude she had when she was eating cakes and eating melon seeds.

She stood there with her back straight, a calm and calm smile on her clean and elegant face.

Facing questions from all directions, she answered them with ease and cleverly solved the problems one by one without spoiling the story.

It not only satisfies the curiosity of fans without spoiling it, but also successfully arouses their enthusiasm and pursuit of this novel.

When it was finally over, she discovered that the poetry meeting, which was originally held every three years, had suddenly turned into a press conference for her new book.

Shame, shame...

Yang Ruoqing is being admired by the stars here, while on the other side, Han Ruyi, who was clearly given the title of 'No. 1' and should have been praised and surrounded by everyone, has no one paying attention to her at this time.

Even the little sisters who had been singing along with her before had all turned against her.

Mei'er also wanted to go over and join in the fun, but she didn't dare.

"Miss, don't be angry. I don't believe that Yang Ruoqing can write such a novel. Nine times out of ten, the original author is someone else." Qi'er said.

Han Ruyi glared at Yan'er and said, "Shut up."

"Since Mrs. Lin has said that the original author is Yang Ruoqing, then it must be her." She said.

Mrs. Lin is not only the wife of Mr. Rongge, but also the queen of a famous family in Gusu.

In the capital, almost all the popular books and manuscripts on the market are Mrs. Lin's property.

If books from other places want to flow into the capital, or if books from the capital want to flow to the lower states and counties, they all have to pass through Mrs. Lin's hands.

She is the largest and most authoritative bookseller in Daqi. She has many resources at hand and knows many original authors of best-selling books.

Therefore, if she said it was the Yang Ruoqing in front of her, it must be.

Han Ruyi was so angry that she secretly grinded her teeth.

After working on it for a long time, I thought it was a native hen from the countryside, but it turned out to be a golden phoenix flying out of the mountain nest?

Annoying, so annoying!

"Zi'er, let's go home!"

Han Ruyi said, stood up and walked towards the exit with a cold face.

He didn't even bother with the etiquette of saying goodbye to Mrs. Lin.

…

When everything was over, Muzichuan sent Yang Ruoqing back to the door of Ximen's shop. When the carriage slowly stopped, Muzichuan found that Yang Ruoqing had fallen asleep against the inner wall of the carriage.

This girl has really worked hard today.

He wrote so many poems in one breath, and even he himself didn’t know that the best-selling book "Dream of Red Mansions" in the capital for more than a year was actually written by her!

"Qing'er, we're here." He said softly.

If possible, I really don't want to wake her up.

Yang Ruoqing woke up, and when she opened her eyes, she realized that she had fallen asleep.

"Ah? We're here now?" She rubbed her eyes and sat up.

It seems like I just closed my eyes and here we are.

Yawning and getting out of the car, she said to Mu Zichuan: "It's too late, so I won't invite you to sit in!"

Muzichuan knew she would say that.

"You girl, are you like this to avoid suspicion?" He said with a wry smile.

Yang Ruoqing stuck out her tongue playfully and said, "Hey, you have to avoid it when you should."

"Well, I'll go in first. When Tang Yazi comes back another day, we'll treat you to Cuizhulou for a meal together."

As she said this, she turned around and was about to go in, but was stopped by Mu Zichuan.

"Qing'er, I have a few more words to ask you. Can you please delay for a moment?" he asked.

"What are you talking about?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Muzichuan walked over and looked at her.

"Did you write those two poems yourself?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"Yes, it is."

You can’t say that you plagiarized it from the previous life, right?

"The novel was also written by you?" Mu Zichuan asked again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded again, her face no longer blushing.

Mu Zichuan's eyes glowed with strange light.

"Although I haven't read the novel yet, I have heard some rumors about it. The response of the novel in the capital is really good."

"Looking at the change in the attitude of those noble ladies towards you tonight, it seems that I am going to buy a book and read it tomorrow." He added.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "Women prefer to read that book. If you are used to reading books by sages, I'm worried that you won't be able to read it."

Mu Zichuan curled his lips and said with a smile: "No, as long as it is written by you, I like to read it."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Okay."

"Is there anything else?" she asked.

Mu Zichuan said: "No more."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, then I will go in first, and you should go back and rest early."

After walking a few steps, Mu Zichuan suddenly called her again.

"What's wrong?" she asked a little puzzled.

Mu Zichuan said: "The matter at the shop has been settled, and Fengtang went to the Xishan Hunting Ground again."

"How do you plan to spend the next few days in the capital?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment and said, "Yes, it is indeed a bit boring."
Chapter completed!