Martial Sage

"Unexpectedly, I encountered him by the Dongyang River today. It is hard to say that the old man is ready to go out of the mountain. It is really rare for the husband to go to Yuhua Mountain. How about Junior taking the liberty of going to the college to hide a cup of tea?"

"A cup of tea is not enough. The old man has been to Yuhua Mountain at sunrise. Until now, a grain of rice has not been entered. It is a rare delicacy to hear that the braised pork in the academy is a rare delicacy. You must taste it. After that, Mr. Yao took the initiative to go up. Carriage. Picked up the Tang family's baby and kept teasing.

From seeing Yao Silian's first act, Tang Hao likes such an old man. He and Xu Jingzong are both 18 bachelors. Unfortunately, there is a big difference in character and morality.

When I arrived at the academy, I went directly to the back kitchen of the academy.

It's a pity that their lunch has already been eaten, and only some leftovers are left. Yao Silian didn't even dislike it, and asked the cook to warm himself up and chew.

This is what the big Confucian usually eats? Facts have proved that Tang Hao thinks too much. Yao Silian has only one idea when he arrives at Yuhua Mountain, and that is to print "Liang Shu" and "Chen Shu" into books and periodicals.

There are 56 volumes of "Chen Shu" and 42 volumes of "Cheng Shu". In fact, there are not many words. In addition, the old man likes to pick words very much, and there is no more idle word.

"General, you also know that the old man only knows to read books all his life, but he doesn't know how to save his family wealth. The family property is just a few houses of books. Now, the two manuscripts of "Liang Shu" and "Chen Shu" have been completed, but unfortunately they have not been delivered for printing. I heard that the academy’s printing efficiency is extremely high. I really can’t wait to see the manuscripts of these two books come out. Please help my old man."

After talking, he pushed a baggage out. After Tang Hao opened it, he found that there was a thick manuscript inside.

There is also a cashier’s promissory note on it. Seeing that the amount is only a pragmatic silver coin, Tang Hao really did not know whether to laugh or cry. The old man was mistaken. He thought that the academy was charged for printing books, but he didn’t know the academy. Is to give him money.

Tang Hao took down the promissory note and put it together, asking the servant to find the shopkeeper of the printing workshop. That is the book printing expert, knowing how many copies of these two books need to be printed and how much money Yao Silian needs to pay.

Not much time, the shopkeeper came, first asked the old man's name, then carefully looked at the manuscript, estimated the number of words in the book, and finally cupped hands said: "How about Mr. Yao's two books with a total of 180 silver coins? There are 1,000 copies of each printed book, and the total is 2,000 copies. Do you think it might make it?"

A thousand books per book? Yao Silian’s eyes were about to stick out. He never thought that the own manuscript could print a thousand copies, but he gritted his teeth when he thought of one hundred and eighty silver coins. Bar."

The shopkeeper looked at Yao Silian in surprise for a long time and said, "Mr. Yao, you don't need to give us money. We need to give you one hundred and eighty silver coins."

"You give me money?" Yao Silian, who had just stood up, fell into a chair again, and looked at Tang Hao questioningly: "General, it is unnecessary to do this. Although the old man is not rich, he still has more than one hundred silver coins. Down."

"The old gentleman does not know that it is indeed the printing room that gave you the money, not you. Think about it, how can you let them make a fortune in vain because you have worked so hard to write a manuscript? They used your results. , You need to give you money, and if they want to print, they will continue to give you money. Li Gang, Yuan Zhang, Mr. Xiao, they are all printing workshops, and you are not the only one who gives them money."

"How can this work? It is very inappropriate to ask the old man to sell the article for money. You can print it as much as you want. You don't need to pay the old man."

It's damned, how can it still be such a stinky virtue until now. Yao Silian laughed: "You are not a fish, you know the joy of fish." After speaking, he drew away, not wanting Mr. Yuan Zhang to come from outside, dragging Yao Silian and leaving, Yao Silian struggled twice and couldn't get rid of it. , Had no choice but to let it go.

"Boy Tang, you must print the books that require a dead face. Remember to put the manuscript away. The library must be collected. It will be printed overnight. Tomorrow you will print a hundred and ten copies for him to take away. If you need extra, the cost will be from my salary. Deduction." Listening to Mr. Yuanzhang's voice coming from afar, Tang Hao smiled and said to the shopkeeper, if I heard it, let's do it like this.

"The one hundred copies printed first are bound and sent to Mr. Yuanzhang. It seems that Mr. Yao can't go home tonight." The shopkeeper agreed with a smile, holding the manuscript back.

I don’t know if Yuan Zhang can leave Yao Silian to teach in the academy, but it seems that Mr. Yuan Zhang did not intend to let Yao Silian go. From the two sentences of "winter is warm and the child is cold, the young is rich and his wife is hungry". He might be a nerd. He must be in a bad family background, and I don’t know how Li Zhi did it. It’s a shame that such a great scholar has abandoned him at will.

Tang Hao took his two children to play in the academy for a long time before returning home. When he saw that the old housekeeper was arranging the concierge to clean the gate, he casually asked: "The housekeeper is not dirty here. Why do you need to clean it again? I think you even have a slate. It's been washed again."

"The general is unlucky. Just now, a donkey was shocked and dragged the car on the street. If it weren't for our guards to chop off the donkey's head with a knife, I don't know how many people would be injured. The ground is full of blood from the donkey. Can not do it."

Tang Hao felt strange, but didn't know what was wrong.

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