My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?.

Chapter 1011 This is a beacon in the dark night! Please copy the book for Datong Shengshi!

Looking up at the four golden characters, everyone couldn't help but feel doubtful, and a whisper sounded under the steps:
"The Qin Wang Furnace and Qin Wang Pig are creations that will go down in history, benefit the people, and be appreciated by the people. They were all developed by Chang'an Jun. Chang'an Jun generously gave them the name of Qin Wang. Now Chang'an Jun named this palace after Chang'an, which shows that Chang'an Jun attaches great importance to this place!"

"Bookstore? 'Dian' refers to a platform for placing food and wine vessels. Merchants often put their goods on a 'dian' to sell, so it can also be called 'si' or 'ji'. How can such a vulgar word be associated with books?"

"Books are the words of sages, how can they be sold with money like ordinary goods! Chang'an Jun is a gentleman of the time, he will definitely not do such a thing that insults the sages!"

There are no bookstores in the world today. Even the predecessors of bookstores, such as scripture shops, bookshops, and bookstores, only began to emerge in the Western Han Dynasty.

Therefore, both the common people and the common people can only interpret the words literally.

But they dare not believe their inner understanding!
Books that contain the words of saints must be requested; how can they be bought?
Qi Diao Li and Gong Yang Ba went down the ladder and bowed in front of Yu Ying Cheng Jiao, who looked very excited: "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission!"

After Ying Chengjiao returned the greeting with a bow, he said in a gentle voice, "Thank you both."

"I also ask the two great scholars to stand behind me and speak for me."

Gong Yangba laughed dumbly: "Being able to stand behind Chang'an Jun is a blessing to me, but how can I be the one promoting Chang'an Jun?"

Qi Diao Li also stroked his beard and smiled: "It is a great honor for Qi Diao to be able to participate in such a grand literary event! Qi Diao should thank Lord Chang'an for giving me this opportunity!"

The two great scholars in the eyes of others appeared quite respectful in front of Ying Chengjiao. They did not hesitate to follow Ying Chengjiao's orders and stood directly on the left and right sides behind Ying Chengjiao.

Ying Chengjiao then cast his gaze towards the bottom of the palace and spoke in a clear voice: "I have long heard that Linzi is a place of great literary prosperity."

"So, even though Linzi was not part of the Great Qin territory, and certainly not my fief, after I developed and produced Chang'an paper, I still gave priority to shipping Chang'an paper to Linzi to meet the needs of Linzi's scholars."

Ying Chengjiao's words were quite sincere, and his family soldiers emphasized the sincerity in their tone when they passed them on.

Although the important reason why Ying Chengjiao chose to sell Chang'an paper to Linzi first was that Daqin was too poor and Qi was too rich, he could still make high profits even if it required long-distance transportation.

But the fundamental reason why Ying Chengjiao gave priority to supplying Chang'an paper to Linzi City was that the people of Qi and Lu respected culture and books more, and the possibility of the people of Qi and Lu using Chang'an paper to wipe filth was almost non-existent. Ying Chengjiao needed to use the literary atmosphere of Linzi City and the endorsement of great Confucian scholars to strongly associate Chang'an paper with high-end elements such as books and literary atmosphere, thus eliminating the chance of Chang'an paper becoming toilet paper from the very beginning!
Below the circular steps, all the former Qi people raised their heads proudly, looking around with a sense of honor.

Look! Even the ancient gentleman Chang'an Jun, who forced the old Qi to surrender, recognized that Linzi City was the place of literary spirit in the world!
I am proud!

Ying Chengjiao continued in a gentle voice: "How fortunate I am! I am able to obtain Linzi as my fiefdom!"

"I wish to use my humble efforts to help Linzi's literary fortune flourish."

"Therefore, I hereby request the king to build a Chang'an Bookstore in Linzi!"

"I have brought 1,592 volumes of various books including the Qin Law, Lüshi Chunqiu, Gongyang Chunqiu, Qidiaozi, and Lancet to Linzi."

"All books will be placed in Chang'an Bookstore!"

Before Ying Chengjiao could finish his words, an uproar and exclamations broke out from below the steps.

"One thousand five hundred and ninety-two volumes of classics?! The entire Chunyu clan has a collection of only more than four hundred volumes, but Lord Chang'an has doubled the collection of books in his mansion with his own efforts!"

"No wonder there are so many talented people in the Qin Military Academy! With so many classics to read, even an ordinary scholar can become a great scholar!"

"Please remember that this is only the collection of books that Chang'an Jun moved to Linzi. The collection of books in Chang'an Jun's mansion must be many times more!"

"There are so many classics, and I wonder how much wisdom the saints and sages have in them! I can't imagine that there are so many books in the wild land of Guanzhong! No wonder Chang'an Jun is not only a gentleman of ancient times, but also a man of continuous victories and skillful craftsmanship!"

It’s no wonder that everyone ignored Ying Chengjiao’s feelings and interrupted his words in an inappropriate manner.

The news that Ying Chengjiao said was really too shocking!
In Ying Chengjiao's opinion, the collection of Chang'an Bookstore is only equivalent to that of a small bookstore in his previous life, and it can't even catch up with a medium-sized bookstore.

But, this is the Warring States Period!

Even in the Western Jin Dynasty when there were already bookstores, paper and professional copyists, the collection of Fan Ping, the governor of Linhai and a world-famous bibliophile, was only 7,000 volumes!

In this era, a collection of more than a thousand volumes of books is not only a crush on individual book collectors, but also a crush on various schools and families. It is like a bright lamp in the dark night, attracting moths longing for light!
After quietly waiting for the noisy sound to slowly subside, Ying Chengjiao smiled and said, "I forgot to say that."

"More than 60% of the books I brought to Chang'an Bookstore were copied on Chang'an paper. Even if they were magnificent and magnificent, they would only be bound into one volume and counted as one book."

"If all of it were copied onto bamboo slips, it would be about 6,000 volumes."

These words exploded like thunder in the old Qiwang City!

Everyone's brains were buzzing! Six thousand volumes of books? That's six thousand volumes of books!
The old soldiers were excited. Although most of them were illiterate, given Chang'an Jun's kindness to his old comrades, their children would definitely have the opportunity to read these books in Chang'an Bookstore in the future!
The Confucian scholars were so excited that they trembled all over. More than 6,000 volumes of books! They couldn't finish reading them in this lifetime! If they could recite the words of the sages to their heart's content in Chang'an Bookstore, they would die without regrets even if they never stepped out of Chang'an Bookstore again!
Some people's faces turned ugly.

Ying Chengjiao's words and actions have already made them have a bad guess.

As expected, they then heard Ying Chengjiao continue to speak: "My Great Qin Shangqing Yao Jia was born in poverty, but he is a virtuous man who has read a lot of classics and has a profound mind."

"I have taught all the soldiers in the army to read and write. In just over a year, I have trained thousands of officials for my Qin."

"Therefore, I believe that the words of the sages are not only for the rich and powerful to understand, and books are not only for the common people to own. The wisdom and words of the sages should be heard by everyone, so that we can create a harmonious and prosperous world!"

Ying Chengjiao raised his voice even higher: "Therefore, I will smash the threshold of this place!"

"From now on, Chang'an Bookstore will not have any threshold!"

"All the people of our Great Qin, regardless of their status, can enter the store and read books without having to pay any money, repairs, cloth, grain, etc."

"The door of Chang'an Bookstore will be open to every Qin person!"

Almost all the Confucian scholars who came from poor backgrounds had blurred eyes and their tears fell to the ground like rain.

For the powerful and wealthy and great scholars, borrowing books is a beautiful story and an elegant thing.

But only those who own books would think that borrowing books is an elegant thing. As for readers who do not have a collection of books, they have to pay with much dignity and flattery, or even their own political loyalty, in order to get the right to borrow a book!
But today, Ying Chengjiao does not humiliate their dignity, does not require their flattery, and does not require them to become Ying Chengjiao's disciples and bear Ying Chengjiao's mark. He gives them the opportunity to read widely.

What a great favor this is?!
All the Confucian scholars and veterans spontaneously bowed their hands and shouted sincerely: "We thank Lord Chang'an for his great kindness!"

Ying Chengjiao pressed down with both hands to stop the crowd from shouting, and continued: "I deeply feel that I am weak alone. Even if I try my best, it is difficult for me to create a prosperous world of Datong by myself."

"I need Linzi, a place with flourishing literary fortune, as my base, and I need the help of all the wise men!"

A group of Confucian scholars could not help but step forward and be ready for battle.

Chang'an Jun has shown us such a great favor. How can we feel at peace if we don't repay him?

The veterans took two steps forward and stood in front of the Confucian scholars.

Chang'an Jun is our Chang'an Jun. If Chang'an Jun needs anything, we will charge forward for him!
Facing the determined gazes, Ying Chengjiao said sincerely: "I hope that you talented people will copy classics for Chang'an Bookstore after reading books."

"Anyone who is willing to copy classics for Chang'an Bookstore will be provided with the necessary writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone."

"After verification, Chang'an Bookstore will give you a fee in exchange for the book, and will either keep the book in the store for others to read, or ship it to another place."

"I ask all the wise men to squeeze out some time to bless this place where literary fortune is poor!"

"I, sir, would like to thank you, Ersanzi!"

After hearing this, the Confucian scholars and veterans who were originally ready to fight were stunned.

We are ready to risk our lives for you, and you ask us to copy books?

"This, this, this, are we really helping Chang'an Jun?"

"You are stupid! It is obvious that Chang'an Jun is helping you and me! You should know how much bamboo slips and Chang'an paper cost, and you know how expensive pens and ink are. Now Chang'an Jun is nominally asking us to copy books for him, but in fact he is giving us pens, ink, paper and inkstone for free to help us practice writing!"

"Not only do the pens, ink, paper and inkstone all cost nothing, but you can also get a monetary reward. Although I don't know how much the reward is, it is still an income. From now on, my mother can no longer say that I have wasted the family's money for twenty years and got nothing for it!"

"It's not us helping Lord Chang'an, it's Lord Chang'an helping us!"

With the help of someone of outstanding talent and wisdom, all the Confucian scholars and veteran soldiers understood the profound meaning of Ying Chengjiao's move and what benefits it would bring to them.

More importantly, Ying Chengjiao used the word "please" instead of "sigh", giving them sufficient respect and decency.

Such courtesy and selfless kindness made everyone shout out in unison with even greater sincerity:
"Thank you, Chang'an-kun!"

"The kindness of Lord Chang'an will be remembered by us for the rest of our lives!"

(End of this chapter)