NABC Chapter 104 Your Majesty, We Are Rich
Chapter 104 Your Majesty, We Are Rich
Chapter 104 Your Majesty, We Are Rich
In fact, Zhang Anshi did not hide at this time.
With Zhu Yong and Zhang Fu by his side, and Qiu Song, a young explosive expert, he was afraid of who would come.
At this time, Zhang Anshi had sneakily appeared in a bookstore with a sold out sign.
Immediately afterwards, a carriage began to pull in a new batch of book stocks.
Zhang Anshi went in and greeted the owner of the bookstore. The owner really smiled when he saw Zhang Anshi.
This is his God of Wealth, holding the source of goods in his hand, as long as he is willing to give him the goods, the sales in one day can catch up with the sales in a month.
At this time, Zhang Anshi said: "I think you are a kind-hearted person, and I happen to be a kind-hearted person, so I plan to hold an event with you."
"Activity?" The owner of the bookstore looked surprised.
"Book signing! Look, I have invited our members."
As he said that, Zhang Anshi pointed at Gu Xingzu who was at the back, and continued: "This is Huiyuan, do you know that, if you come to your bookstore to buy, let him sign it."
The owner of the bookstore was amazed. To be honest, he admired even Juren, not to mention that standing in front of him was the majestic Duke Huiyuan.
The owner said: "It's a shame to come here if you can work and come here."
Zhang Anshi said: "Don't be embarrassed, this is for money, and the signature book is worth ten taels of silver."
The owner took a deep breath: "Will you buy it?"
"The book is almost sold out." Zhang Anshi said: "The major bookstores are out of stock, and I am still trying my best to reprint, but... I am afraid that I will not be able to reprint it in a short time. , but also to supply goods to Jiangnan and Jiangbei, so... at least for the time being, the rest of the goods are sold here."
The owner said: "What if the buyer refuses to buy a signed book?"
Zhang Anshi said categorically: "Only sell signed books."
The boss hesitated. To be honest, it was a bit black-hearted. He was worried that his bookstore would be smashed by scholars.
Zhang Anshi saw his boss's concerns, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Listen to me, if you don't want to, I'll find another house. I'll tell you the truth, don't offend me. I have a bad temper." Well, if you offend me, don't expect me to supply your bookstore in the future."
The owner was taken aback. Now this Anshi stereotyped pen talk is the hottest book at the moment, and the second and third editions may be published in the future. Basically, if Zhang Anshi wants to cut off the goods, it means that no bookstore can even think about it. The capital is messed up, so close the door early and get out.
The owner quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Speak up if you have something to say, if you have something to say, then... well, let's do it like this."
Zhang Anshi fiddled with the bookstore a bit. In fact, he mainly set up a long table, pointed Gu Xingzu to sit behind the table, and asked people to fetch pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and then let people start unloading, and thousands of books were unloaded. down.
Zhang Anshi ordered a few more words, but the boss just nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Zhang Anshi then said to Gu Xingzu who was sitting behind the table: "Xingzu, I still have something to do as a teacher, you sit here well, if someone comes, you sign it and sell the book to him, you understand?"
Gu Xingzu: "..."
"Then let's go first as a teacher."
Gu Xingzu: "..."
Zhang Anshi raised his leg to leave.
"Teacher." Gu Xingzu suddenly called out.
Zhang Anshi stopped: "What's the matter?"
Gu Xingzu said: "Will someone come to beat me?"
Zhang Anshi had known for a long time that he would ask these words, so he cheered up and said, "Don't worry, they are all scholars, and scholars will not beat scholars."
Gu Xingzu: "..."
Zhang Anshi said again: "And even if you fight, how much strength can a scholar have? If you take another ten thousand steps, even if something good or bad happens to you, the teacher will definitely avenge you."
It seemed that there was no room for rejection at all, so Gu Xingzu could only say: "Oh."
Zhang Anshi retreated at the speed of light.
It's just that he didn't expect that before he took two steps, he was stopped by several people in fish suits.
These people were polite, they saluted Zhang Anshi, and said: "Cheng Enbo, Your Majesty is here to invite you."
When Zhang Anshi arrived at the tea shop, Zhu Di was still sitting by the window.
He is holding a book in his hand.
It cost three taels of silver to buy it, and Zhu Di felt a little distressed.
Zhu Di looked at the things inside and his head hurt.
In particular, he was greatly shocked by the gameplay of turning a page and almost scrapping a page.
As for what to know about the future, welcome to order, even Zhu Di can't stand it anymore.
Fortunately, when Zhu Di thought that he didn't seem to be a scholar, his mood changed a little, and he grinned...he was happy.
But at this moment, Zhu Di turned to the end of the book cover, only to find that there is actually a line of small characters that are usually overlooked by everyone.
"Yu Yu was lucky enough to have a dream in the first month of the second year of Yongle in Jiashen. In the dream, he saw Confucius. The master said: "My disciples are three thousand. Fang Shiguang is a great Confucianist. The so-called seeker of benevolence is also benevolent. I see that your bones are clear and strange, and you are a material that can be made." Also, I now teach you the technique of stereotyped writing, so that you can teach it everywhere..."
Zhu Di's eyes straightened.
To be honest, he was a little skeptical.
Confucius actually entrusted Zhang Anshi with a dream?
Judging from Zhu Di's behavior towards Zhang Anshi, he probably doesn't believe this nonsense.
But if you think about it carefully, in this world, who dares to say that Confucius entrusted himself with a dream, and he is not afraid that the most holy teacher has a spirit in the sky, and a thunderbolt will strike him.
Speaking of it, there are countless people who rely on the theory of dreams, and those rebellious scholars dare to entertain anyone, except Confucius.
Furthermore, if it is not a dream, where did this Anshi come from such a stereotyped pen?This stereotyped pen talk can teach scholars to rush to buy first. Is it really Zhang Anshi who realized it himself?
Zhu Di was suspicious, so he saw Zhang Anshi walking towards him excitedly, walked up to him, and bowed to him politely.
He raised his head and nodded: "Sit."
Zhang Anshi took his seat.
Zhu Di pointed to the book and said, "You've done a good deal, and a book costs three taels of silver."
Zhang Anshi smiled wryly and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I can't do anything about it. Your Majesty knows how high the printing cost is."
Zhu Di sneered: "Only printing... such inferior paper, is the cost high?"
Zhang Anshi said: "Your Majesty, the problem lies in this inferior paper. To print on such things that are not even as good as straw paper, the skills of ink and engraving are extremely high, and so many copies are printed in a short period of time. The printing workshop added more money. In order to print this book, I, together with the printing workshop, improved several processes. The [-] books alone, plus printing, transportation, and profit concessions to the bookstore, cost the minister nearly ten thousand. For the cost of two silver coins, I'm just throwing a pot and selling iron."
Zhu Di said: "Nearly ten thousand taels of silver, eighty thousand books, three taels a book, isn't it 24?"
Zhang Anshi smiled and said, "Your Majesty made a mistake."
Zhu Di looked at him puzzled: "Huh?"
Zhang Anshi said: "There are still thousands of books in the future. I don't plan to sell them all. In order to make everyone feel happy in Huiyuan, I plan to let Huiyuan sign and sell the books, one for ten taels."
Zhu Di: "..."
Zhu Di was stunned for a long time before uttering a sentence: "Then isn't this robbery?"
Zhang Anshidao: "What I sell is books, knowledge, and knowledge. There is a golden house in the book, and Yan Ruyu is in the book. With this little money, I sold the golden house and Yan Ruyu to scholars. It's doing good."
Zhu Di: "..."
Zhang Anshi continued excitedly: "I'm planning to reprint it now. I didn't expect this book to be so popular. It can be seen that my Ming Dynasty's literary style is at its peak, and the soldiers and civilians are thirsty for knowledge. This is all because of your Majesty's literary and martial arts. I want to take advantage of the spring of next year to try to break through the sales volume to 30, and I think it can be done."
After hearing this, Zhu Di couldn't help being excited: "Will spring come next year?"
Zhang Anshi immediately said: "Yes, in the spring of next year, the rural examination will be held. After the rural examination, there will be the provincial examination and the county examination for boys. I think carefully, the second edition should be sold in the courtyard. It went on sale about half a month ago."
"At this time, it happens that the exam is not far away, and everyone has to rush to review their homework. If someone thinks of crooked thoughts and copies other people's books, it will definitely be too late. Therefore, I predict that in order to get the second edition of the book as soon as possible, everyone can only If you rush to hold the first edition, you will lose the qualification to snap up."
Zhu Di gasped: "How much do you want to earn for this second edition?"
Zhang Anshi said aggrievedly: "Your Majesty, knowledge is priceless."
Zhu Di was burning in his heart: "This business... belongs to your family?"
Zhang Anshi said: "It belongs to our firm, let's make a fortune together."
Zhu Di originally wanted to scold him for having his conscience eaten by a dog, so he would lose face for money.
Hearing this at this moment, he suddenly became fierce and fierce, and his eyes lit up.
The tiger's body shook, and he said: "This is a lucrative business, but you are right. After thinking about it, isn't it natural for a scholar to buy a book? Your book...um...except for the inferior paper, There are also fewer words, but they are all insightful, and those scholars bought them, even if they enlightened them, they will benefit infinitely, how can it be measured by a mere few taels of silver."
Zhang Anshi smiled cheerfully: "Your Majesty's praise."
Zhu Di said: "Hey, if I knew this, you can order a higher price, five taels of silver is the best."
Zhang Anshi felt emotional in his heart, but hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, I have a kind heart, I don't see scholars paying more money."
"Forget it." Zhu Di said, "I'm just talking casually, and I don't understand anything about scholars."
Just as he was talking, someone on the street outside yelled: "This piece of An Shi is shameless, he actually pretended to be Confucian sage entrusting him with a dream, what a sage the most holy teacher is, he also has the face to say it, it is really disgusting."
So many people scolded again: "Insulting the sages deserves death."
"I don't share the sky with Zhang Thief."
Zhang Anshi blinked, a little aggrieved.
Zhu Di didn't say anything, just smiled.
In fact, this is also understandable. People’s feelings are different. People’s scholars really spent money, and they were held on their heads by Zhang Anshi, a Kong sage, and their most holy teachers were all taken out by this kid. As a tool to increase sales.
But for Zhu Di, it's different. What he thinks is that Zhang Anshi really doesn't want his face in order to earn money for me.
Thinking about it this way, the feeling is of course very different.
Zhu Di pointed to the back of the book cover: "The sage really entrusted you with a dream?"
"I seem to have done it before." Zhang Anshi said: "After having this dream, my brain seems to have opened up, but... I can't remember the specific details."
The awesome thing about this thing is that he has no way to prove the falsification. If you bite to death, it is a dream. What else can others do to you.
Of course, the vast majority of people definitely don't believe it, but there will always be people who believe it.
As long as someone believes in it, there will be more room for manipulation in the future.
Zhang Anshi respects the most holy teachers, but he really doesn't like the rotten Confucians of later generations. These people monopolize knowledge and use knowledge as a stepping stone to prosperity and wealth. He looks noble, but as for the sage Confucius in their mouth, he is actually just their signboard. If Confucius knows, and knows that someone behind him is doing these things with his signboard, I'm afraid the coffin board will not be able to hold him down.
Since they can use the sage Kong as a signboard, and the sage Kong has not registered a trademark, why can’t I, Zhang Anshi?
You are allowed to pluck the sage's wool, but I, Zhang Anshi, can't pluck it?
was talking...
But I saw a few people in the seat next door whispering.
When Zhu Di and Zhang Anshi were silent, they heard two tea drinkers discussing in low voices: "That Zhang Anshi is really amazing, he actually taught a Huiyuan, and now... his book is really sold out, I don't know how to earn money." How many."
Another person said: "This person is really out of money's eye, I heard that he was extremely cruel in Qixia's place, he killed people like hemp..."
"Shh, speak carefully."
After hearing this, Zhu Di frowned slightly.
Zhang Anshi said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, these people are telling stories and making troubles..."
Zhu Di was silent for a moment, then reluctantly nodded, and said: "Sometimes, don't act frivolously. When Emperor Taizu Gao was around, he repeatedly advocated the people's fat and people's anointment. These people are your parents. You must remember it in the future."
With that said, Zhu Di stood up, it was getting late, and he had to rush back.
The matter of dreaming is the most scolded by scholars.
The so-called respect ghosts and gods and keep a distance, scholars will not be fooled by Zhang Anshi.
However... It is inevitable that some people are thinking, Zhang Anshi has analyzed the stereotypes so thoroughly, how can this scumbag be so proficient in stereotypes?
This obviously doesn't make any sense. Could it be that there is really a sense of heaven and man?
Zhang Anshi didn't pay attention to so much, they could think whatever they wanted, but at this time, Zhang Anshi was called by Hu Yan, the Imperial Academy's sacrificial wine.
Seeing Zhang Anshi, Hu Yan immediately said with a stern face: "In the past few days, many people want to study in Guozi School, and they specified that they want to enter Justice Hall."
Zhang Anshi calmly said: "Mr. Hu has always cared about and loved me..."
Hu Yan said with a cold face: "We are talking about business."
Zhang Anshi said: "The lower officials think that the so-called three thousand disciples of Confucius are taught without discrimination."
Hu Yan's beard trembled wildly, and he worked hard to calm himself down: "That's the sage Confucius, do you want to be a sage too?"
Zhang Anshi said: "I have always wanted to be a person like the most holy teacher."
Hu Yan: "..."
Hu Yan found that talking to Zhang Anshi must not have any emotion, once you have emotions, you will admit defeat.
So, he took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and said, "It's just... the old man is thinking... that's not right."
"inappropriate?"
Hu Yan said: "All the schools in the Imperial College have a rigorous style of study. Most of the students who want to enroll this time are Yin students..."
The so-called yin students are actually the sons of honored ministers and officials, and most of these people are not very successful.
Hu Yan paused, and then said: "I'm afraid that so many people will come all at once, and the style of study will be ruined."
"Mr. Hu can do whatever he wants." Zhang Anshi didn't care about it: "Actually, I don't really want to do this doctorate. Teaching and educating people is too tiring. Now I am more focused on writing books and speaking."
Hu Yan: "..."
Hu Yan almost broke his guard. Among scholars, writing a book is a very sacred thing, but it seems that it is more like a business when Zhang Anshi talks about it.
Hu Yan took a deep breath, and said patiently: "I have thought about it, this matter should be reported to the court, and I implore His Majesty to order it. Dr. Zhang, this old man came to ask you, what happened to your saint's dream?"
"I don't know, anyway, I just had a dream, and I also feel very strange, why I dreamed of Confucius, maybe... Maybe it's because I think about it every day and dream about it at night, maybe I can't take it seriously. "
Hu Yan said: "Since it is a dream, why should it be advertised so that people all over the world will stare at it?"
Zhang Anshi said: "I had a dream, so I wrote it down, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it."
At this time, Hu Yan took a deep look at Zhang Anshi, and then he sighed. To a certain extent, he suddenly found that he admired Zhang Anshi very much.
This guy...is very capable, but...he always feels that Zhang Anshi's moral level is not very high.
Ever since, Hu Yan picked up the teacup and sighed: "You are the prince's wife and brother, you must be cautious in your words and deeds, Muxiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, you know, once you teach people to stare at you, there will be no good results for you eat."
Zhang Anshi just said: "I have been taught."
He could feel the awkwardness in Hu Yan. On the one hand, it was annoying, so don't come here.
On the other hand, there are faint reminders and love from teachers or seniors to juniors.
Seeing that Zhang Anshi's answer was not salty, Hu Yan continued: "You are from a foreign relative, and His Majesty seems to have a lot of trust in you. The more you are at this time, the more you have to walk on thin ice. You may not take scholars seriously, but Zhang Anshi Ah, think about it, ever since there were scholars..."
He paused for a moment, as if he felt that there might be some taboos behind the words, and after careful consideration, he said tactfully: "Since there are scholars, artifacts have been easier. For thousands of years, I don't know how many people become kings and how many people become emperors. A scholar... or a scholar..."
Hu Yan sighed: "I shouldn't have said these things to you, but I just wanted to tell you that the aristocratic clan in Tang and Song Dynasties can continue to this day and there are still clan leaders, but can there be any honorable officials? Zhang Anshi, you are still young. Some things are not as simple as they appear on the surface."
Zhang Anshi thought for a while: "But aren't students scholars?"
Hu Yan laughed, and then said: "Okay, okay, I have a lot of headaches, I don't have time to mess around with you here, you have to think about it yourself."
Zhang Anshi withdrew angrily.
But Hu Yan's words, he is not convinced.
What is family continuation? Doesn't the so-called family continuation mean who will be the emperor and I will kneel down?What's there to brag about?
Only at this time, a big discussion between the DPRK and China has already started.
When all the officials met, what they discussed was the matter of Guozixue.
In the past, Yin students seldom came to the Guozi Academy, and some of them only pretended to be supervisors, but now... because of Gu Xingzu, many people forcibly entered.
Hu Yan played, saying that the Guozijian was unable to accommodate so many shady students.
This is the most dumbfounding thing, because no one would have thought that it would be Zhang Anshi, who was the least like a doctor, who would make the Guozijian bigger and bring the Guozijian back to the prosperity of Emperor Taizu Gao.
Around this point, all the officials almost overwhelmingly believed that this was inappropriate.
Zhu Di just kept a cold face and said nothing.
No one knows His Majesty's intentions, but there is one thing, all the officials are like a mirror, they cannot allow the Hall of Justice to expand, if not, it seems that there will be some unpredictable results.
Unpredictability is something that almost everyone in a high position does not like to see.
They like to follow steps, like rules, and like to make conventions. Only in this way can their position be stabilized.
Zhu Di just got tired of hearing it.
Zhu Gaochi sat on the lower side, frowning, and his mind was already drifting away. If the father's boredom came from the hundreds of officials talking about it, it was just that.
But Zhu Gaochi can understand the implication behind many quotations.
The most violent opponents are often low-ranking Hanlin officials and speech officials. They are low-ranking and young, and it is time to increase their reputation.
Just when the controversy was endless, suddenly, Yi Shiha walked into the hall, Zhu Di saw Yi Shiha, understood something in his heart, and nodded towards Yi Shiha.
Yi Shiha walked to the front of the imperial court, took out a memorandum, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Zhang Anshi has a memorandum, and this servant feels urgent...so I made my own decision..."
Zhu Di nodded, took the memorandum, opened it, and then looked around at the officials. After a brief silence, Zhu Di said: "You don't need to argue."
The officials immediately fell silent.
Zhu Di said: "Zhang Anshi, please let me dismiss him as a doctor. He said that when he was growing up, his energy was limited and he could not take on the post of doctor..."
As soon as this remark came out, all the officials were in an uproar, and everyone's eyes were astonished.
Zhu Di smiled and said: "Zhuqing is afraid that he won't be able to become a doctor, but Zhang Anshi has such an indifferent heart. Compared with Zhuqing, isn't it ridiculous?"
The irony of this statement is strong.
"The doctor who can teach Huiyuan, Zhu Qing can't tolerate it, but they all say how he has broken the style of study. What's the reason for this?"
After Zhu Di finished speaking, he walked away.
The officials who stayed in the palace were dumbfounded.
They didn't expect Zhang Anshi to turn back suddenly.
Especially Xie Jin, Xie Jin is a very smart person, he is very aware of the terrible consequences of Zhang Anshi's stereotyped writing.
The scholars in Jiangxi, or in other words, the scholars in the whole of the south, are able to take the lead because of their family background.
Because the wars in the past few hundred years have been less affected, and under a relatively stable situation, they often have a greater advantage in reading than others.
But once this thing is spread, the next imperial examination, who will be in the next imperial examination, will not be known, and everyone will learn the stereotyped writing, and Zhang Anshi will teach apprentices in the Imperial College in the name of a doctor. foundation.
Shilin is composed of a group of talented scholars, obviously it should not be filled with a group of people who take shortcuts.
Seeing Zhu Di walk away in a huff, all the officials dispersed.
Zhu Gaochi was very angry, and walked out of the hall angrily, but Xie Jin chased him out, and said in a low voice, "His Royal Highness."
Zhu Gaochi said: "Master Xie wants to harm An Shi?"
Xie Jin said: "His Royal Highness, I am here to protect him."
Zhu Gaochi's face became even colder: "He has talent and learning, which is something to be happy about."
Xie Jin said: "That's why you can't let it go. Your Highness..."
Xie Jin lowered his voice, and continued: "Your Highness, don't forget that the King of Han has never given up. If he wants to become the crown prince, he must start with the people around His Highness. What's more, I'm afraid His Highness will be affected by then."
This is Xie Jin's long-standing rhetoric. He used the threat of the King of Han to the prince and tried his best to protect the prince.
But in fact, there has always been a question here, that is, can the king of Han really threaten the prince?
Historically, Xie Jin was executed. I am afraid that the essence is not that Zhu Di thought that Xie Jin alienated his two sons, because it was a matter of course for the courtiers to support the prince, especially when Zhu Di decided to execute Xie Jin. Very solid now.
After a hundred years, I will leave a loyal supporter for my heirs. With Zhu Di's political wisdom, he will never do anything to kill Xie Jin.
Then the only possibility is that Xie Jin's role in it is not to support the prince at all.
Instead, he continued to exaggerate the horror of Hanwang, and carried out mental PUA on Zhu Gaochi, who was physically disabled and obese at the time.
After exaggerating this horror, a group of people headed by Xie Jin appeared in the name of the savior and attacked the powerful King of Han in the void, showing the huge influence he had on the fight for the crown.
Throughout the dynasties, the greatest contribution is not necessarily to seal the wolf and live in Xuxu, but the contribution of the dragon!
You have won the throne for the emperor. Is there any greater contribution than this?
The shrewdness shown by Xie Jin, if it were exchanged in front of other emperors of the Ming Dynasty, would have a great chance of success, and the benefits would be great.
However, he met one of the three emperors who should not be messed with in the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Di obviously sensed that Jie Jin was too enthusiastic about it, and quickly saw everything, so...he chose to kill him without hesitation.
As for the other two emperors who couldn't play tricks in front of them, their ranks were much higher than Zhu Di's.One is Emperor Taizu Gao!The other one is the famous Jiajing Emperor Zhu Houcong.
After hearing Xie Jin's words, Zhu Gaochi didn't show gratitude and respect as before.
Instead, he said coldly: "Hmph, this is what your family said."
With that said, he limped away.
Xie Jin was left behind, but he showed a look of disappointment.
He stared at Zhu Gaochi's back, without much expression on his face, but the eyes were interesting.
Xie Jin had figured out Zhu Gaochi's mind. The prince was furious today, and if he said a few soft words in a few days, he would naturally be submissive.
(End of this chapter)