The Li Family Compound!
Old Master Li's face darkened.
Since the end of the Chang 'an Poetry Meet the day before yesterday, the five surnames and seven Wangs, especially the Li family, had been the most humiliated.
No one would have thought that the great scholar Li Daofeng would actually take a young man as his master!
Of course, he was not the most angry about this matter.
After all, at Li Daofeng's height, everything he did not hurt his elegance. It was no longer a shameful thing to acknowledge a master.
To be able to take it up and let it go, from another point of view, this was equivalent to a beautiful story.
He was furious that Li Long had failed to slander him and suffered a backlash. He was so angry that he spat out blood on the spot.
Li Long was the junior he admired the most.
However, he did not expect to be crushed so easily.
If he were to become the patriarch of Longxi's Li Clan in the future, that would be truly interesting.
Old Master Li would never allow the Li family head to have such a dark history. He would never allow it.
However, other than Li Long, there was no one else among the younger generation that he could look forward to.
Worry!
A fault!
There was also the current reputation of the Li Consortium. No, it could be said that the reputation of the entire aristocratic family was not good.
The Lu Clan's kid was fed ink in public, and then the Cui Clan, Longxi's Li Clan, and the Wang Clan joined forces to slander him. In the end, he was slapped in the face.
He had made people step on his head to become a genius youth who had become one of the three Saints.
Not only that, but the actions of the aristocratic families also attracted the ridicule of the common people and the poor scholars.
Old Master Li couldn't tolerate this.
Therefore, they adopted the strategy of ending the book.
The price of books soared once again, and then they bought old books at a high price, just so that not a single book would be left for the people.
Mocking?
Watching a show?
What Three Saints as One?
Hmph, a bunch of commoners actually dared to talk about noble clans. They must be tired of living.
Of course, the other main reason was to reduce Li Feng's influence among the people.
They needed to divert their attention and guide the new explosive news.
He wanted people to stop talking about the Three Saints becoming one.
Due to various reasons, the aristocratic families decided to cut off the books among the people of Chang 'an!
Let the commoners have no books to read.
"How are the books?" Old Master Li looked at the butler.
The butler flipped open the account book." Clan Leader, everything is in progress. The stock of books among the people has been greatly reduced. The scholars have already begun to protest.”
"Protest?"
"Hmph, protest!"
"This group of fellows, do they really think that just because the second son of the Li family opened the imperial examination, good luck will fall on them?”
"Dream on!"
"How dare you mock my clan!”
"Right, what did the court say?"
Old Master Li continued to ask.
"Patriarch, in the court, many people have begun to put pressure on the Li family's second son, asking him to resolve this matter.”
"The pressure on the commoners is getting greater and greater. There are even people gathering in front of the Imperial City to protest.”
Old Master Li nodded gently.
"Li Er should have laughed enough."
"Since you've laughed enough, then cry.”
"Books! Only we have it!"
"If Li Er wants it, then exchange it with sincerity. Otherwise, I don't believe that he can conjure a book out of thin air.”
Old Mr. Li's fist slammed heavily on the table.
This time, he was full of confidence!
Books were real things. It was not something that Li Er could solve by relying on so-called schemes and tricks.
There was only one way to solve this problem, and that was to take out the book!
But the book was in their hands.
The aristocratic families were already in an invincible position.
"Oh right, did you find that youth?”Old Master Li frowned slightly.
Thinking of Li Feng gave them a headache.
This youth appeared out of nowhere, as if he had descended from the sky. Where did he come from?
"Still looking!" The butler replied.
"Alright." Old Master Li sighed." Increase the intensity of your actions. Don't give Li Er a chance to catch his breath. Go."”
The butler left.
Old Master Li gently opened a piece of paper.
"You're so cunning. You actually like me behind my back.”
The content was very old-fashioned.
However, the handwriting was flamboyant.
If Li Feng had seen it, he would have recognized it at a glance. This was the note he had passed to a certain young lady at the poetry meet.
"How can such a frivolous person say such words that can be compared to a Saint?”
"How can you write so many masterpieces with so many different emotions?”
Old Master Li muttered to himself.
"Could it be that there really are banished immortals in this world?”
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It had been three days since the poetry recital.
On a shabby stall at the foot of the wall in Chang 'an.
There were few people.
Ma Zhou sat under the stall. There was only a bowl of water on the table.
He was waiting for someone.
His expression was grim.
For some reason, the price of books in Chang 'an City soared again. Even the old books were gone. The poor scholars were like rats that had run out of food.
He could only run around anxiously, but there was nothing he could do.
"King Bin…"
Suddenly, a voice called out from behind.
Ma Zhou's seemingly unfocused eyes lit up with hope.
He stood up abruptly.
The stool fell to the ground because of the force.
"Zimang, you're here." Ma Zhou looked at his good friend and hurriedly shouted.
Chen Zimang was holding a book in his arms.
He ran over quickly
"Look, Book of History!"
"I've helped you get this book. Go back and copy it quickly. Time is tight. There are many people waiting to read this book.”
"You know the price of the book now. The people who are waiting to read this book have already queued up for three months.”
Chen Zimang stuffed the book into Ma Zhou's arms.
Ma Zhou swallowed hard.”
"No, there's no time at all. Just nice, my time plus your time is enough to copy some key points!”
Chen Zimang's eyes were filled with determination.
In such a short period of time, it was naturally impossible for one to copy all of them. He could not even finish reading them.
Therefore, he cleared his time and gave it to Ma Zhou so that he could copy more.
Ma Zhou took a deep breath.
He looked at the book cover that had been torn apart. Some of the contents inside could not be seen clearly.
However, he understood how precious this book was.
Ever since the price of books increased, there were people who bought back old books at a high price. They really had no way to survive.
There was a lack of books!
" We're like this..."
" We're like this..."
Ma Zhou's eyes brimmed with tears. He looked a little miserable.
Chen Zimang knew what he was going to say. He patted Ma Zhou's shoulder hard."Don't say anymore. Go and copy it!”
"His Majesty helped us open the imperial examination!”
"The noble families will definitely not be happy. This is also normal!”
"King Bin, Your Majesty, you have already done a lot for us.”
"Don't be affected. Those who gather to cause trouble have the shadow of a noble family behind them!”
"What we have to do is to work hard and not let down His Majesty's expectations of us!”
Chen Zimang growled.
"I know, I know." Ma Zhou nodded vigorously." But books are different from other things. Your Majesty, you can't produce them in a short period of time."”
"A noble family is not worthy of being the leader of the literary world!”
Ma Zhou angrily rebuked!
Chen Zimang laughed.
"Do you still remember what Third Saint said?"
"Set your heart for heaven and earth, set your life for the people, set your ultimate art for the past saints, and set peace for all generations!”
"There will be a time when the wind blows and the waves break.”
"Let's just do our own thing!”
Ma Zhou took a deep breath. Let's encourage each other!"
"Hurry up and copy it!"
"Good!"
Ma Zhou hugged the book tightly and rushed home.
"The noble family really wants to exterminate the Humble Class scholars!”Chen Zimang looked at Ma Zhou's back and said bitterly,"" What should we do?!!"
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Dew Palace!
Li Er looked at the memorial in his hand. His expression did not change and he was very calm.
Zhangsun Wuji and the other two were there.
"Your Majesty, the demand for books for scholars is increasing.”
"We have to give an explanation. Otherwise, the angry scholar will probably do something bad.”
Zhangsun Wuji said.
Although he said that, he was not in a hurry at all!
Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui sipped their tea leisurely.
They knew what kind of trump cards they had.
Empress Zhangsun's printing press had long been established, and the royal family had sent hundreds of craftsmen to carve movable type printing plates.
Even if a person carved one movable type, there would be a thousand of them.
Moreover, after these few days, one person could at least carve more than ten.
By now, even books had probably been printed.
"This group of people from noble clans."
" It's really…"
"Zhen thought they wouldn't go so far. In this way, Zhen could still forgive them on account of them helping my Li family obtain the world and let them lose in a way that wasn't too ugly.”
"I didn't expect this."
"This group of people actually became so stupid, seeking death.”
"Recovering old folk books at a high price, haha…They can even think of such a strategy. I've seen it, I've really learned something.”
Li Er put down the memorial in his hand and sneered.
Zhangsun Wuji stopped talking.
Now, with his intentional separation, the Zhangsun Clan was already very far away from the aristocratic families.
Aristocratic clan?
This group of people did not care about their lives.
Good boy!
Why didn't he look at his own capabilities?
Damn it, with His Highness around, what kind of waves can you cause?
Good words are hard to persuade, damn ghost
The times had changed because of one person.
However, this group of nobles was still dreaming.
"Your Majesty, most of those troublemakers are the Five Surnames and Seven Wangs who added fuel to the fire. However, the real scholars are indeed in a difficult situation now.”
"I don't even like books anymore."
"I wonder how the Empress's printing factory is doing?" Zhangsun Wuji asked.”
As soon as he finished speaking…
"Your Majesty!"
Empress Zhangsun rushed in from outside, travel-worn.
In the past few days, she could be said to have devoted all her attention to the printing factory.
Even Li Erchang and Chang 2 were nowhere to be seen.
Sometimes, when she woke up in the morning for court, Empress Zhangsun would disappear. She would only know that she had gone to the printing factory after asking.
This time, Empress Zhangsun was holding a box in her arms.
His face was filled with excitement.
"Guanyin maid, you came back so early today?”Li Er stood up with a smile.
"Your Majesty, the sample is out." Empress Zhangsun excitedly handed the box to Li Er.
Let's not talk about anything else and get straight to the point.
The sample was out?
Li Er quickly went up to him.
Zhangsun Wuji and the other two also hurried over.
They knew that this crisis was not a crisis.
His Majesty will solve it sooner or later.
However, all kinds of crazy memorials came, and the officials in the morning court seemed to have collapsed. They cried and made a fuss, asking Li Er to reconcile with the aristocratic family.
They were annoyed when they saw it.
Now, it was finally coming to an end!
Li Er took it and opened it.
A few books were lying quietly inside.
Zhouyi, Shangshu, Shijing, Liji, Zuozhuan…
This was the most mainstream book in the Great Tang.
Li Er took out a random book and opened it.
The handwriting was neat and clear.
"This…this is movable type printing?”
"Is this a book from the printing press?"
Li Er was shocked.
This effect was strong!
Exploding the Heavens!
It looked much better than engraving.
"Yes, Your Majesty! We succeeded!" Empress Zhangsun clenched her fists tightly.
"Mass production possible?" Li Er grasped the main point.
"It can be sold tomorrow. Although there aren't many of them, the production will increase as more and more engravings are assembled.”
"To ease the tension in Chang 'an, it will only take two days.”
"The other cities will also be slowly affected.”
Empress Zhangsun quickly reported.
"Haha, good, good, good!”
"Alright!"
Li Erchang let out a long breath.
Although he didn't care about this matter, no matter what, it didn't feel good to be constantly urged and disgusted by those officials. He couldn't say anything.
Finally, he could retaliate tomorrow.
This group of people who had always disgusted him should also know what it meant to bring this upon themselves!
Most importantly, the scholar was saved!
My scholar has a book to read!
"Guanyin maidservant, after the morning court session ends tomorrow, you can start selling.”
Li Er took a deep breath and made the arrangements.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Empress Zhangsun bowed and hurriedly went to prepare.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty."
Zhangsun Wuji looked at the book in his hand and was also very happy.
Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui read the book happily.
The fragrance of the ink made them intoxicated.
This represented the hope of scholars.
"Haha, I didn't let you down!”Li Er stretched his body.
He felt relaxed.
"Don't even think about selling those lousy books of the noble families!”
" Tomorrow, let's see how dark those guys 'faces will be. Hahaha..."
"I have a Qilin son, invincible!"
In the Hall of Dew.
The laughter of the monarch and his subjects was very arrogant.
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