The Eighth Division of the Overwatch Council, full name Chaoting Wenying Headquarters Division, is somewhat similar to the News Inspection Bureau of a government of the Republic of China. It is responsible for reviewing all reading texts submitted through formal channels. Only articles that pass the review of the eight divisions are allowed to be published in the world. . A few years ago, most of the duties of the Wenying Headquarters Office were transferred to the Education Institute, but it still retained the right to review privately printed books.
Therefore, it is impossible for articles involving body art descriptions, violent aesthetic renderings, and reform proposals without His Majesty's permission to pass the review of the eight departments. But no matter which world human beings have, they always have jaw-dropping fanatical hobbies for sex, violence, and politics, so they emerged as the times require, and naturally some underground booksellers also appeared.
Generally, booksellers would not dare to touch political books, but Fengyue novels like Yiqingzhen were copied in large quantities, entered into different cities through different channels, and then delivered to the citizens who needed them.
The aunt who holds the child is undoubtedly the last link of this distribution channel.
In the whole of Kyoto, everyone has been used to seeing this kind of scene for a long time, and no one will make a fuss. Even the government turns a blind eye, let alone the people who benefit from it.
"What did you say?" The aunt who sold banned books obviously didn't know the wonderful existence of AV, her eyes widened in a daze.
Fan Xian smiled and asked, "What books do you have?"
The middle-aged woman changed the child's hand, and took out a large open book about eight inches square from her arms. The pages of the book were all red, and the binding seemed to be really good. Fan Xian was just admiring, holding a child, such a big book was placed in his clothes, and the corner of the book did not break.
"The most popular novel in Kyoto recently." The middle-aged woman said mysteriously.
Fan Xian took the book, naturally he wouldn't take the other party's pretending to be mysterious, and turned a page with a smile... Then his face suddenly became very exciting.
There is no name on the cover of this book, but there are four large characters written on the title page: "Fengyue Baojian".
Turning another page, I saw the following text: "Who knows that this daughter-in-law is born with a strange taste. Once a man touches her body, she feels her muscles and bones go limp, making the man feel like lying on cotton."
Fan Xian opened his mouth wide and was speechless for a long time. He could tell at a glance what book it was, and it was naturally a dream of the Red Chamber that he had copied for his sister. The text on the title page is from the twenty-first chapter, Qiao Pinger's soft words to save Jia Lian, and it tells the story of many girls.
The middle-aged woman thought that the handsome young man was moved, and laughed softly: "This is just a section in the article, and the exciting part is still in it."
In the previous life, Fan Xian was lying on the bed all year round, and his body was inconvenient. Naturally, it was inconvenient to bother the nurse sister to read pornographic novels for him, so he had to turn over the chapter of "Dream of the Red Mansions" and read it countless times. "Position" made my brain exhausted countless times.
Today in the busy city of Kyoto, when I suddenly saw this passage that was so familiar that I couldn’t be more familiar, how could I teach Fan Xian not to be surprised and filled with emotion, but he didn’t understand why the Dream of the Red Chamber, which only he and his sister knew, had already been printed in a book and began to be published in the book. It's on sale on the street.
He didn't even pay back the price, Fan Xian took out the money to pay the bill, he didn't feel bad at all, the money was all obtained from selling newspapers when he was in Danzhou, and he used it extravagantly and frankly.
After the middle-aged woman walked away with a smile on her face, Fan Ruoruo led Fan Sizhe to the restaurant. Fan Sizhe had no dough in his hand, but he pinched a candy figurine and licked it.
"What were you doing just now?" Fan Ruoruo asked his elder brother with a smile.
Before Fan Xian could answer, Fan Sizhe had already sneered and mocked, "I saw that he bought a book from that woman, and he didn't know how to avoid it, buying these unsightly things on the street."
Fan Ruoruo was slightly taken aback, not knowing what was going on. At this time, Fan Xian wanted to find a place to ask his sister, so he didn't bother to talk to the boy. Just as Fujiko Jing came out of the building to report that the box had been vacated, Fan Xian pulled Ruruo Weiliang's little hand and walked upstairs. .
Fan Sizhe was taken aback, licked the gum man, and quickly followed.
There were a lot of people in the restaurant, but the third floor was very quiet, but the private rooms were already fully booked. It seemed that Fujiko Kyo was able to get a cubicle, and his ability was really good. Fan Xian felt that it was indeed a very correct decision for him to ask his father to come.
Sitting at the table, Fan Xian glanced at Fan Sizhe whose eyes were rolling around, smiled slightly, and without avoiding him, handed the red page book in his hand to his sister.
Fan Ruoruo took it with a slight frown, and only opened the title page, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and after a few more glances, he was even more shocked, and hurriedly turned around and nervously explained: "Brother, this is the first time I saw it too."
Fan Xian smiled and comforted, "I don't blame you." He had already guessed that his younger sister would definitely book the Dream of the Red Chamber he had copied, and would definitely not be able to resist sharing it with his close friends, but She thought to herself that Ruoruo's boudoir friends must all be young ladies from wealthy families of the royal family, even if there is a little rumor, there is no reason to spread it to the world.
It wasn't until today when he saw this Dream of Red Mansions on the street that he realized that he was in another world, and he still underestimated the strength of the pirates.
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Fan Ruoruo recalled a moment and remembered something. Last year, she had booked all the previous sixty-eight episodes of A Dream of Red Mansions in one place, and she was putting them in her boudoir under the weight of hardwood. Occasionally, one day, Princess Roujia of Prince Jing's family came to chat in the mansion, and happened to see After picking up this book, he never let it go, saying that he wanted to take it back home.
But in Fan Ruoruo's heart, this is the painstaking work of his brother, how dare he put it outside the house, what if something is lost? So no matter how hard Princess Roujia begged, even when she got angry, she didn't agree. In the end, Concubine Jing thought of a way and asked the female officials in the palace to copy it for a few days.
Now that the matter was over, Fan Ruoruo couldn't do anything to stop her, so she let her go. Who would have thought that this book would become a well-known secret, and it would be circulated secretly among princes and princes' mansions.
Then it spread to the market.
"No one knows that I wrote it, right?" Fan Xian took the book, flipped through it, and found that the author's name was Cao Xueqin, feeling a little relieved.
Fan Ruoruo blamed himself, "Brother regards fame and fortune as floating clouds. I accidentally spread this book. It was a big mistake. How dare I reveal that this book was written by you."
Do you regard fame and wealth as floating clouds? Fan Xian smiled awkwardly, rubbed his sister's head, but found that he had accidentally messed up the little girl's hairstyle, apologized quickly, and explained, "Since I wrote it, I'm naturally going to let the world go Look." Thinking of the money paid out earlier, he felt a little heartbroken, and sighed, "I just didn't expect that the pirate dealer would have a hard time eating it. It's a pity that the money was spent in vain."
The two brothers and sisters talked for a while, Xiao Er started to serve the food, so I kept my mouth shut.
At this moment, the two noticed that Fan Sizhe had suddenly broken out of the silence. He looked at Fan Xian with a shocked look, slurred his speech, and said enviously, "You wrote that book?"