Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 359 Alone
Tang Baoer said that Dugu Han has been more refined than others since he was a child. Xia Lin actually didn't believe it, but if he were here at this moment, he might think that it would not be impossible for Dugu Han to be a man.

This guy's skin is shiny white, and it's not the kind of pale white but the kind of round and smooth white, just like the pearls produced by old clams that have been raised for a long time. Moreover, he loves cleanliness to the point that it has become a quirk. Anyone who touches him will make him fly into a rage.

The way he lowered his head and frowned while reading a book really made him look more feminine than a woman. Otherwise, the accumulation of genes from past generations is amazing. After hundreds and thousands of years of selection, the children he cultivated are really amazing...

Anyway, no one knows what others will think when they see him, but if Xia Lin is here, he will definitely try his best to touch Dugu Han's breasts to confirm whether he is a real woman or a fake woman.

At this moment, Dugu Han had seen Nezha cutting off his bones to repay his father and cutting off his flesh to repay his mother. He was instantly drawn into Nezha's emotions, and the knuckles that were holding the book began to turn white.

Isn't Nezha's fate the same as the fate of these children from aristocratic families? If the family encounters a crisis, no matter whether it is Dugu Han or Dugu or anything else, they will all be sacrificed as sacrifices. This is what the previous generation did, and his generation will continue to do so, and his descendants will also do so in the future.

But he did not have the heroism of the Third Prince. He could not bear pain or hardship, but this did not affect his hatred. He hated the heavens, the earth, his own family, the world, and the cycle of dynasties.

"The head of the family? The head of the family..."

Yuan Shoucheng called out softly a few times, but Dugu Han seemed unaware of it. He just frowned and watched the scenes inside seriously.

The Investiture of the Gods that Xia Lin gave to Yuan Shoucheng was not the original version but a version that had been artistically processed, so it was very long. It contained relatively in-depth analysis of everyone from Nezha, Yang Jian, and even King Zhou of Shang. After all, it was an ancient book that was re-described in the style of online literature more than a thousand years later, so the emotional input and rhythm control were like a Tathagata Palm to readers of this era.

"Homeowner!"

Yuan Shoucheng called out again, and only then did Dugu Han come out of the world of the book. He smiled sweetly… This word should not be used to describe him, but this guy is really too handsome, and his smile is enough to make people feel like spring breeze, so the word "sweetly" is just right for him.

"It's getting late. I should leave now, too."

"Well, go ahead." Dugu Han responded coldly and continued to read the book with his head down.

After a while, a charming woman came over to add tea for him and accidentally touched Dugu Han's arm. His eyes immediately became murderous, and the woman was silenced by just one look.

"Stay away from me." Dugu Han took out a handkerchief, dipped it in the tea, and then repeatedly wiped the place where the woman touched.

It would be great if Xia Lin was here. That guy was so crazy that he had to smear dog shit on Dugu Han because he was so perverted.

Anyway, he kept watching here until late at night and just barely saw Bo Yikao being made into a lion's head. However, he was already feeling sleepy, so he had to get up and get on the carriage that had been waiting for him downstairs and return home.

If it were a normal man, he would not even bother taking a shower at this moment, but even at this time he still insisted on taking a shower before going back to his room to sleep.

At dawn the next morning, he sat down at his desk again and started reading. This time he read to the part about King Wu Conquers King Zhou in one breath. When he looked up, he found that it was already dark. He had been reading for a whole day without realizing it. At this moment, he just felt dizzy and his neck was sore.

"What a strange man." Dugu Han muttered softly.

While pondering the charm of the book, he inadvertently saw a few separate booklets under Investiture of the Gods. He took them and looked at them for a while: "Hmm? There is another one? Jin Ping Mei...hiss, this book is much more elegant."

After a quick meal, he quickly finished reading Investiture of the Gods, and then started reading Jin Ping Mei. At first, he thought it was a love story like Dream of the Red Chamber, but after reading a few chapters, he felt something was wrong. Although it was also a love story, this one was too long and it almost grew into the woman's body.

He felt ashamed to watch it again, but he would have the urge to watch it if he didn't... In the end, he got up, locked the door, and stayed up all night watching it with a candle.

Just read it critically and see what that obscene thing can write.

Anyway, no one knew what he criticized, but his mind was in a daze for several days after reading these books. He was thinking about the plot every day, wondering what was not handled well here and there. If Shen Gongbao and Li Ping'er could be more clever, the ending might be very different.

In the past few days, the Dugu family's business has made a lot of money following Xia Lin's butt. They are smart. If they can't make the core things themselves, they can customize the supporting facilities. There is a great demand for mirrors, but do mirrors also need frames?

There are other things that have sprung up like mushrooms in the past few days. Aren't these all business opportunities? The rule followed by the Dugu family has always been to fight if you can beat them, join if you can't beat them, and stay away from them if you can't join them. This is actually their way of survival.

These days he is just like Xia Lin, with nothing to do after formulating the policy.

So this hangman is really awesome, he went chasing stars.

It was not Xia Lin he was after, as Xia Lin was not yet worthy of his pursuit, but the new pillar of the Fuliang Dance Troupe, an actress named Zhan Hongmei. Dugu Han had watched seven or eight sets of her play Mulan Joins the Army since its opening. Dugu Han was no stranger to Fuliang, as he had spent most of his time there in the past few years. It was just as if fate had arranged that when he was here, Xia Lin was not there, and when Xia Lin was here, he returned to the capital.

Just a few days ago, Zhan Hongmei wrote to him saying that her new play was about to be performed, and she also invited Mr. Liu to come and visit.

This Young Master Liu is the pseudonym of Dugu Han. His ancestors had the surname Liu, so naturally he changed it to Liu now.

He had walked the road to Fuliang countless times and was very familiar with it. He could reach the place in three or four days while others took seven days.

When he arrived in Fuliang, Xia Lin was investigating the Zhoushan Islands. He took Tang Baoer and a group of shopkeepers on a boat to explore that vast uncivilized land.

"Mr. Liu!"

When seeing Dugu Han, the new pillar of the stage, Zhan Hongmei was extremely cordial, but Dugu Han just smiled faintly and took a step back, which made sister Hongmei a little at a loss.

"My apologies, young lady. I don't like to be touched by others. Please forgive me."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and beckoned, and several attendants came forward to present the gifts, then bowed gently and said, "Then I will go to the stage and look forward to the performance of the young lady."

After he left, Zhan Hongmei's eyes were a little red.

Feng Lingyue, who was leaning next to him and eating melon seeds, laughed loudly: "Why are you crying? Look at him, he doesn't look like a man who likes women. He must like men."

"You are the one who has so many things to do..." Zhan Hongmei sniffed a few times: "I'm not going to get along with you anymore."

Feng Lingyue chuckled loudly, and she was sitting there helping Zhan Hongmei review the script when Miss Yun comforted her: "Do you think he is a woman? My master is not as delicate and smooth as him. My master has a lot of hair on his body, but he doesn't seem to have any at all. He really doesn't look like a man."

"Yes, yes, yes." Xiaoyue nodded hurriedly: "There is not even any hair around his mouth. He is either a woman or a eunuch."

"Hey!" Miss Tingyun slapped the table and said, "Could it be the eunuch in Beijing?"

"Don't blame me, but you two. Why are you still not pregnant? Didn't you pray for a child during the Chinese New Year?"

"Even if you want to have a child, you have to have the master around." Xiaoyue was very relaxed: "Those of us who are raised outside don't have the good fortune of the princess."

"The princess is so unlucky. I heard that Lord Xia didn't take her with him. You better be careful. When the Lord comes back, I'll show my skill. Maybe I'll get it." Zhan Hongmei put herself in a good mood and made a dirty joke while putting on makeup: "When you see me, you'll have to call me sister."

"Bullshit." Xiaoyue stretched out her hand: "I will scratch your pretty face and make you marry the porker in this town."

They were making a lot of noise, but Dugu Han was sitting outside, waiting to watch the show. During the opening break, he took out Jin Ping Mei and started to read it again when no one was around...

This time, he brought in Dalang...

But at this moment, there was a knock on his box door. He asked someone to open the door with an unhappy look on his face. Outside the door was the Third Prince and his party. After the Third Prince's lackey came in, he put a bill in front of Dugu Han and said, "Go, find another place. My young master wants this."

Dugu Han didn't even look at the banknote. Instead, the Third Prince tilted his head to the side and looked at it carefully: "Hey!"

Dugu Han rolled his eyes at him, but the Third Prince became very excited all of a sudden: "Yo yo yo yo... look who this is, isn't this my good Mu Qiu, why did Mu Qiu think of coming here today? Oh oh oh, you must have known that your good brother was coming, so you came here specially to wait for me, right?"

Dugu Han picked up a stool and was about to smash it, but the Third Prince shrank his neck and said, "Oh my, don't get angry. Muqiu, you'd better stay here. I'll move to another place."

As the Third Prince walked out of the door, his lackey asked curiously, "Master, who is that man? He has such a bad temper. Does he not know your identity?"

"I know he'll smash it too." He smiled. "Oh, this guy has had a bad temper since he was a child, and he's very cunning. Just don't mess with him. Let's go to the hall downstairs. I saw a few pretty young ladies coming together just now. Let's go and chat with them. If they're willing, we can arrange for them to have dinner together tonight."

(End of this chapter)