Seeing Xin You's cold attitude, Deputy Commander Han waved his hand bluntly: "Go and move out the boards of "Painted Skin", and don't leave any of them behind!"

   "Yes." All the officials took orders and left.

  At the book printing house, Guanshi Zhao reluctantly opened the door of the warehouse where the book boards of "Painted Skin" were stored, and watched the boxes of book boards being moved out, tears streaming down his face.

   These book boards were carved out stroke by stroke under his own eyes, and finally bound into a book, which became a very popular book of words.

  How did it become like this!

   "Take it easy, take it easy!" Manager Zhao couldn't help shouting.

   "Go aside!" An official servant who thought he was blocking the way used his elbow and walked over with the box in his arms.

   Manager Zhao swayed and almost fell, but fortunately he was supported by two craftsmen beside him.

   "Is Guanshi Zhao okay?" a craftsman asked.

  Another craftsman also cried when he saw the official who left with the box in his arms: "Manager Zhao, our bookstore won't be closed, will it?"

   "Don't talk nonsense, there is a boss!" Zhao Guanshi did not give up, and ran after him.

  Some craftsmen followed silently upon seeing this.

  The joy of getting the bounty yesterday was swept away, and the people in the bookstore felt extremely heavy at this moment.

  In front of the bookstore, more and more people watched the excitement, and someone shouted: "Come out, really moved out!"

   Those officials didn’t know how to cherish them. Some officials threw the boxes on the ground, making a loud noise, and the boards in the boxes popped out.

   Stone cried out with a whoosh.

   Liu Zhou was afraid of causing trouble for the bookstore, so he cursed in his heart.

   Shopkeeper Hu's lips trembled, tears streaming down his face.

  Xin You looked at the board on the ground, her eyes turned cold.

  Although she opened the bookstore for another purpose, she also puts her heart into running it. In particular, she participated in every step of "Painted Skin" from scratch.

  Although I had prepared myself psychologically, I still felt sad and angry when I saw that the book boards carved by the craftsmen were so ruined.

  Xin You raised her eyes and looked at Deputy Commander Han: "Preaching preaching and dispelling doubts, and enlightening one's mind are inseparable from books. Isn't Master Han afraid of retribution for doing this?"

   "Retribution?" Deputy Commander Han raised his head and laughed when he heard it, "It's just a book for people's entertainment. Ms. Kou is still a sage's book. Retribution? It's a joke!"

  He laughed wildly, seeing the terrified expressions of others, and when he realized something was wrong, he felt severe pain.

  Countless pairs of eyes watched an officer walking with a box in his arms. When he was about to reach Deputy Commander Han, his foot slipped.

   Seeing this scene, Xin You was surprised but not surprised.

   It's not surprising because I saw almost the same picture just now, but the one who caused the accident was changed from a craftsman to an official. Unexpectedly, it was because there was an official servant who was as slippery as a craftsman when he changed the official post to carry the boxes.

  It can only be said that this person is doomed.

  Deputy Commander Han's screams soared into the sky, causing commotion among the spectators.

   "What's the matter, what's the matter?" The short man who was pushed to the back asked anxiously.

   "An official servant slipped his foot and threw the box out, which just hit the official's foot."

   "Tsk tsk, isn't that a bad hit?"

   "Yes, those boxes look quite heavy."

   "Hey, do you still remember what Miss Kou said just now? Is there really retribution for ruining books?"

  For the spectators, they don't care about the injury of the official, the focus of the injury is better, but if there is retribution for ruining the book, they have to pay attention to it.

   So, "Painted Skin" cannot be burned!

   "My lord, are you alright?" Several officials gathered around.

  The officer who knew he was in trouble was dumbfounded, and plopped down on his knees: "My lord, the little one didn't do it on purpose..."

  Deputy Commander Han tried his best to control the urge to scream. He leaned on one of his subordinates and stared down at the foot that was hit.

  He was wearing cloth boots with white soles and black sides. The uppers were not obvious yet, and the white soles had been stained red by the oozing blood.

  Deputy Commander Han had bulging veins on his forehead, his expression was distorted by the overwhelming pain, and he roared, "Smash all these boards!"

  As soon as these words came out, all the officials looked at each other, but no one responded for a while.

  Of course they didn't disobey orders, but they listened to the comments about retribution from the spectators, which inevitably gave rise to some hesitation.

   Could there really be retribution?

   Seeing his subordinates not moving, Deputy Commander Han yelled, "Are you all deaf?"

  The officials started to move.

  Xin You watched blankly, but she was not in a bad mood.

  The book board is gone and can be engraved again, it is nothing more than spending some money, the discussion caused by this accident is a surprise.

  Of course, there is also Deputy Commander Han who has suffered a lot, and he can be regarded as an outlet for these boards that are about to be destroyed.

   "Wait a minute." A cold voice came.

  The crowd became agitated.

   "It's Jin Linwei!"

  A group of Jinlinwei guards with knives walked over with a cold face, and the leader was He Qingxiao, the governor of Jinlinwei.

  On this occasion, his expression was very cold, making his face whiter and his eyes darker. His appearance made the spectators hold their breath.

  Xin You looked at the man in red clothes who was approaching, with surprise flashing in his eyes.

  He Qingxiao nodded slightly at Xin You, and walked up to Deputy Commander Han.

   "Master He." Deputy Commander Han cupped his hands at He Qingxiao.

  Xin You frowned slightly.

   In terms of official position, there is a big gap between the deputy commander of the Bingma Division and the governor of Jinlinwei Township, and it is far behind in terms of power. But she watched with cold eyes. Deputy Commander Han respected Mr. He, but not much.

   Is Deputy Commander Han's background and other backgrounds?

  He Qingxiao lowered his eyebrows, scanning the scattered book boards, with regret in his eyes.

  Complicated matters between people, but innocent books are affected.

   "What is Deputy Commander Han doing?" He Qingxiao asked calmly.

Deputy Commander Han suffered from severe pain in his feet, but he had to restrain his arrogance when facing He Qingxiao, and said with a pale face: "This bookstore sells demon books, which caused panic among the people in the capital, and fires broke out everywhere. Responsibility, so come to hand in the book."

   "Demon book?" He Qingxiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the crowd watching, "Everyone who bought "Painted Skin", do you think "Painted Skin" is a demon book?"

  The person who was swept by those clear eyes hurriedly shouted: "No, how could "Painted Skin" be a demon book!"

   "No, no, "Painted Skin" is definitely not a demon book!"

   Just kidding, what if "Painted Skin" is said to be a demon book and suffer retribution like this official lord surnamed Han?

  After hearing these words, Deputy Commander Han's mouth crooked.

   These tricksters didn't say that before!

  Xin You lowered her eyes, and there was a smile in her eyes.

  Master He must have heard those discussions.

  He Qingxiao looked at Deputy Commander Han again: "It seems that Deputy Commander Han misunderstood."

  Deputy Commander Han gritted his teeth, lowered his voice and asked, "Master He really wants to intervene in this matter?"