I'm bound to the divine medicine system

Chapter 305 To have strength, one must have the right to speak.

Mu Qingyi put the washed rice into the pot, and asked with a smile, "Too what? Is it too vulgar?"

Xie Qingchen hummed softly.

Mu Qingyi smiled and said: "We also sell elegant collections of anthology and poetry, and arty original intentions are fine, and if you want to have fun, you can just take what you need."

Xie Qingchen was puzzled, "You said earlier that what we want to do is not just to make money, so what is the purpose of doing this?"

Mu Qingyi put the lid on the pot and stood opposite Xie Qingchen. She pointed to her lips and said: "If you want strength, you must have the right to speak. Just imagine, when our bookstores quietly spread all over Daxia Kingdom, when the whole When everyone in the Great Xia Kingdom is reading our books and newspapers, every word published in our books and newspapers will have influence. This kind of influence is the right to speak. At that time, which dignitary do you think will take risks with Are we against each other? Even the emperor has to weigh it before making a decision. After all, public opinion is the foundation of a country."

Xie Qingchen was shocked, he never thought that such a seemingly insignificant business had such a complicated motive behind it.

After being silent for a while, Xie Qingchen said again: "It's not enough to be afraid, is it?"

Mu Qingyi nodded, "It's really not enough, so I told you earlier, use your strengths to regain the pinnacle of your old career."

Xie Qingchen was slightly stunned, and asked: "Do you know what my old karma is?"

Mu Qingyi said: "Recently, I have inquired about it. Qixinglou is a well-known assassin organization in Jianghu, and it can also be said to be the most powerful gang in Jianghu, with many evil deeds."

"Then you still—" In Xie Qingchen's eyes, Mu Qingyi is definitely not a cold-blooded, ruthless and bloodthirsty person. He doesn't believe that Mu Qingyi will step into this business in order to consolidate his power.

Mu Qingyi said indifferently: "Returning to the old business is not to return to the old business of killing, but to form a new gang. The seven-star landlord regards you as a thorn in the flesh, and does not move you at this time, just to avoid angering your old gang. In addition, you left the Qixing Building, and you are weak, so he doesn't take you seriously. But if you have signs of rising, will he let you go because of old grievances? So, you need a brand new gang The power is enough to compete with Qixing Building, and even has the strength to compete with it in the future."

Xie Qingchen hardly knew how he left the small courtyard, Feng Er who was following behind had a depressed expression on his face, wondering if Mr. Mu was bewildered, he refused to eat breakfast when Miss Mu asked him to eat, so that he followed Hungry.

"My lord, what did Miss Mu say? Why are you out of your mind?" Feng Er couldn't help asking.

Xie Qingchen looked back at the courtyard door with half-closed eyes, still in the stage of shock.

Just now Mu Qingyi said that she has already thought of the name of the new gang, and it will be called 'Zhaixinglou'.

When passing by the courtyard next to Mu Qingyi, Xie Qingchen said to the wind: "Go and ask this family if the house is for sale." When he entered the main room earlier, he smelled a smell of blood and a faint smell of death.

Something must have happened last night, Miss Mu suddenly revealed all the plans, it must have something to do with it.

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It took Mu Qingyi a while to send Qingwen to the academy, and when she arrived at the medical office, the triage hall was already overcrowded.

The busiest scene was in front of Dr. Bai's clinic, surrounded by many people on the inner and outer third floors, and there were faint sounds of disputes coming from inside.

She walked over slowly, and only when she got close did she hear clearly what was going on inside.

"Doctor Bai, you clearly said that my wife just had a cold, and she was cured by taking the medicine you prescribed, but this—but how long has it been? We have never stopped taking the medicine you prescribed, but the disease is still not getting better. It's getting worse and worse, and I can't get out of bed because of the pain for several days, is it really a cold?"

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