"Imperial Father, your son has one more request.”
When Ying Zheng's emperor might burst out, Ying Zixuan took advantage of this momentum and hurriedly stepped forward.
"What else do you want to say?”
Ying Zheng looked at Ying Zixuan, who had suddenly stepped out from his position, and frowned slightly.
How could this kid be so blind?
This matter can be considered settled for you. Don't tell me you still want to take advantage of it?
"Imperial Father, your son has invented a printing technique. As long as your son is given two hours to prepare a book, he can make hundreds of copies of it in a day. This method has already begun to be tested in the academy that your son has established. The effect is very good."
"What?"
When Ying Zheng heard Ying Zixuan's so-called printing method, he was slightly surprised.
But in reality, he already knew about this.
It was just that he didn't expect that Ying Zi Xuan would take it out at this time.
Obviously, he wanted to provoke some people again.
"You can copy hundreds of books in a day! This... Was there really such a magical technique in this world?”
"Did I hear wrongly? A few hundred a day…Then wouldn't it be tens of thousands of books in a month? This... This..."
"No wonder, no wonder!”
"If that's the case, doesn't that mean that there are at least thousands of books in the Mo Academy?”
"This number…No wonder I heard that every child who enters the Mohist Academy can receive a set of books called textbooks for free. It includes literacy, arithmetic, Mohist classics, Confucian allusions, Legalism's Qin laws, and so on. I thought he was bragging.”
...
Ying Zi Xuan suddenly throwing out this great killing weapon, immediately made those neutral parties and some people who were originally standing on Ying Zi Xuan's side suddenly come to a realization.
No wonder those scholars didn't go to cause trouble in the early morning, but went to cause trouble when the school opened.
This was because he knew about the existence of this magical printing technique at the last minute and was worried that his status would be threatened.
This time, he wanted to go to the Mo Family Academy to cause trouble.
Even to the extent that Ying Zi Xuan had said earlier that those scholars had gone with the idea of murder and arson.
Initially, not many people believed it.
They thought that it was just an excuse for Ying Zi Xuan.
But now, they almost all believed it.
In fact, the main goal of these people was probably to find this printing technique.
"Since there is such a magical technology, I am quite surprised! Tell me, why did you suddenly bring this up?”
Although Ying Zheng had also roughly guessed some of Ying Zixuan's thoughts, but at this moment, he naturally had to sing along with him.
"Imperial Father, your son believes that the price of books today is comparable to gold and silver! In fact, it was even more so. Now we have paper and printing. That could allow those rare and even unique books to be printed in large quantities. Firstly, to prevent the loss of the wisdom of the ancestors. Secondly, it was also convenient for more people to read these books and learn the knowledge in them.”
"Your son has specially requested permission from Imperial Father for twenty shops to be used to print and sell these books at low prices.”
"In addition, your son believes that books are as precious as an army. Great Qin should have its own library, which would contain medical books, agricultural books, iron-smelting books, military books, and literary books, so that future generations could see the wisdom of their ancestors!”
Library, bookstore…
You're trying to pull the rug out from under me!
Vicious, truly vicious!
Ying Zi Xuan's words made many people present tremble slightly.
Don't look at Ying Zi Xuan's righteous words, what about later generations checking the wisdom of immortals.
To put it bluntly, he wanted to hand over a copy of the books collected by these aristocratic families.
Then, he could print it and distribute it to the whole country.
If he were to do so…
In the future, this knowledge would no longer be valuable.
In fact, once a large number of cheap books appeared on the market.
Many talented people who had talent but did not have the opportunity would rise rapidly.
This was because they didn't need these great clans.
They had all experienced the hardships of life. Once such people seized the opportunity, they would put in double or even ten times the effort of ordinary people to learn.
At that time, talents would probably no longer be valuable.
Then, these great clans would truly become chess pieces that the imperial family could manipulate at will.
They did not even have the chance to resist.
But...
What could they do now?
"This suggestion is very good. Zhen agrees! Fu Su, I'll leave this matter to you. Li Si, you're in charge of assisting the Eldest Young Master.”
"Yes!"
"Your son will obey."
“...”
No, why didn't you leave it to me?
I can quit the job, but you have to give me the shop I want!
These 20 shops would cost a lot of money!
When Ying Zi Xuan heard that this task wasn't going to fall on his head, he was stunned.
He could ignore the manual labor of collecting books, but he had to give the shop to him.
"That Imperial Father, the shop that I applied for…"
"How can I have a shop? Those shops belong to the commoners, how can I give them to you?”
“...”
I was speechless.
But I feel like you just don't want to give it to me.
"Alright, let's part ways here. Disperse."
Ying Zixuan still wanted to ask for more, but Ying Zheng did not give him the chance at all.
With a wave of his hand, he stood up and left.
And some of the officials who hadn't dealt with the matter of their family's dead or the murder of their Honored Guest were also hiding far away from Ying Zi Xuan, this fiend.
After Ying Zheng left, all of them immediately stood up and ran away, as if they wished they could grow a pair of legs.
But at this time, there were also a few people walking over towards Ying Zi Xuan.
"Young Master, you've really won this time!”
Meng Yi walked forward and bowed to Ying Zixuan.
His face was full of congratulations.
But his words made Ying Zi Xuan feel extremely awkward.
"What do you mean you won once? Meng Yi, are you saying that I've always won unfairly?”
Ying Zi Xuan somewhat unhappily rolled his eyes at Meng Yi.
The smile on Meng Yi's face explained everything.
"Young Master, do you want me to give you a detailed description of your deeds of using power to suppress others and threatening others with murder?”
"To be honest, if you talk like this, you'll get beaten up easily, especially by me.”
"Haha... Young Master, I still have some things to deal with here, so I won't chat with you. The shops you want, our Meng clan has a few vacant ones, you can use them for the time being. I will send the deed to your residence later.”
After Meng Yi finished speaking, he turned around and left.
After Meng Yi left, Wang Jian and Wang Ben walked over.
"Zixuan, is it okay for this old master to call you that?”
Wang Jian chuckled as he looked at his grandson-in-law-to-be. His eyes were filled with smiles.
And after Ying Zi Xuan heard Grandfather Wang's voice, he also hurriedly turned around and bowed.
"Old Master, you're an elder. You can do whatever you want.”
Even though it wasn't the first time Ying Zi Xuan had addressed himself as a junior, this was still the first time Wang Jian had gladly accepted it.
Wasn't the future grandson-in-law a junior?
"Alright, alright, alright. Then this old man will call you that in the future. You shouldn't have asked His Majesty about the shop. He could have just told us directly. In Xianyang City, if I, Wang Jian, said that I had the second most houses, no one would dare to say that they were the first.”
"In the past, when we attacked the Six Nations, this old man did not ask for less of these things from His Majesty.”
“...”
Good heavens, Old Master, you're still so proud?
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