Zhenguan Leisurely King

Chapter 313 Two Great Books
Li Chengqian said earnestly: "This time I want to thank you for Gu. It wasn't you who helped Gu out of the siege. Gu will lose face in front of the emperor this time."

"Small point, as long as the crown prince understands that making money is a personal matter, you can't use public tools for private use, otherwise the crown prince will take the lead, and other ministers will follow suit. You can imagine the Great Tang that you will take over by then. What kind of Tang Dynasty is Jiangshan?" Wang Ping'an reminded.

He found that the trajectory of history had changed. Li Chengqian, who was supposed to be framed by someone and broke his leg, was sent to Bianzhou for disaster relief because he was fined. body.

Speaking of which, he said last time that the newspaper only asked Li Chengqian to cooperate, but he didn't say that other people would not be allowed to participate in the shares, so he asked, "Prince, how many people participate in the newspaper?"

"You, me, Li Ke, and Li Tai."

Wang Pingan nodded, and said in his heart: "Fortunately, you didn't forget them, and you still have brotherhood."

He didn't say this, but said: "Now everything is ready, only the east wind is owed, and now there are only some gossip, the content of the story and some poems and songs."

"No, what about the paper used for newspapers? It's much more expensive to use Luoyang paper." Li Chengqian reminded.

"The paper used for newspapers has been produced half a year ago. Haven't you noticed that there are a lot of cheap paper in Luoyang?" Wang Pingan asked in surprise.

Li Chengqian shook his head, he really didn't know about this.

Wang Ping'an sighed and said, "The prince needs to care more about the affairs of the country, no matter how big or small it is."

That day, Wang Ping'an and Zhao Hao lived in the Prince's Mansion, so it was convenient to go to Li Gang and Yan Qingshan, two great scholars in the world, the next day.

The next day, after Wang Ping got up, he found someone waiting for him at the door.

"Who are you? Why are you standing at the door?" Wang Pingan frowned.

"If you go back to General Wang, the villain is Zhou Jin, who is in charge of the newspaper." Zhou Jin answered with his hands clasped.

Wang Pingan nodded slightly and said, "Well, how many people are there in the newspaper at present?"

"If you go back to the general, the prince has prepared a total of fifty people, thirty craftsmen, and twenty scholars."

"Hmm, now you go and send someone to inquire about the recent events that happened in Chang'an, and then have someone write them into words. Be straightforward, not like a scholar. You also need to collect some poems and songs from literati. This set of movable type You take the printing first. When I come back from Master Li and Master Yan, we will start printing." Wang Pingan ordered.

"Yes."

In the Guozijian, Li Gang and Yan Qingshan, the two great Confucian scholars of the time, were staring at the person in front of them with malicious intentions, and he was Wang Pingan.

Li Gang scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy, I haven't visited the old man in Chang'an for so long, and I want the old man's works when I come here. How about your conscience?"

Wang Pingan didn't feel embarrassed at all, he said directly: "Master, I am dissatisfied with you, you and Master Yan's book boy wants it to be published, and I don't want it to remain dusty in your hands."

"Boy, what do you mean by that? You can explain it to me carefully, or you will be careful to serve me with a ruler." Yan Qingshan was not happy, because it took him most of his life to complete his book, so he won't let them Nonsense.

Wang Ping'an said: "You didn't let the world appreciate your works, so it's dusty."

"You don't want to scold me as an old man and Mr. Yan, what about the money? Don't you know that it costs nearly half of the cost to print a book." Li Gang said.

"So the student is here to help you two solve this matter this time. You give me the manuscript, and I will publish the book for you, but before that, you have to give me the right to use it for one year, and I can give it to you after one year. Both of you will publish a book." Wang Pingan made a promise.

Er Lao, you look at me, and I look at you, with an expression that I don't believe you.

Wang Pingan smiled awkwardly: "I know that the two elders don't believe it, but now I only have one chance. I only need your manuscripts. I will cover all the money for publishing the books. I will print [-] copies for each of you, but I will sell them. "

"Okay, I believe you. If you can't do it, I will bump my head against your door." Li Gang said.

Wang Ping'an was sweating profusely when he heard it, and said in his heart: "This trick is really cruel. If you can't do it yourself, you will become the public enemy of scholars all over the world. Even Li Er can't spare yourself."

Wang Pingan forced a smile and said: "Master, this move of yours is really ruthless, but don't worry, your grandson will not let you get close to my door with your head."

"You brat, haha..." Li Gang scolded with a smile.

Seeing that Li Gang gave Wang Ping'an his life's hard work, Yan Qingshan said: "Old man, you are so optimistic about your grandson."

"Who made him rich, let alone 50 copies, he can print [-] copies." Li Gang said confidently.

Wang Pingan excitedly took over Li Gang's work, and when he saw the words on the cover, he knew that it was written by Li Gang himself, "Annotation to the Analects of Confucius", haha, this will be mine from now on.

He carefully put away the "Annotations to the Analects of Confucius", then looked at Yan Qingshan with fiery eyes, and asked, "Master Yan, what about you?"

"I believe Master Li's words, take it, it will be yours from now on, and keep it well for this old man." Yan Qingshan reluctantly handed over his work to Wang Ping'an.

Wang Pingan took over excitedly again, and said: "Since the two elders are so relieved to hand over the works to Yu Pingan, then I will find out that your works will be published tomorrow, but not all of them, but part of them."

"What, tell the old man clearly, what's going on?" Li Gang said in surprise.

Wang Pingan shook his head and said: "The secrets of heaven must not be revealed, otherwise it won't work."

After he finished speaking, he ran away immediately, not caring about the two old men who were bewildered.

Wang Pingan came to the newspaper office excitedly holding two major works "Annotations to the Analects of Confucius" and "Yan Shixianwen". It is not so much a newspaper office as a mansion.

At this time, Zhou Jin led 35 craftsmen and fifteen scholars, and they had already gathered here. Wang Pingan greeted them one by one, and explained the main job responsibilities of the newspaper to them. Zhou Jin temporarily became the editor-in-chief. Fifteen readers remain as editors.

He took out two major works and said: "This is the work of Master Li and Master Yan. You should use fonts to typeset the first three paragraphs first."

The workers began to get busy. The type models were ready-made, and they were arranged in a short time. Then they would do what Wang Pingan said, and the movable type printing was quickly mastered by the craftsmen.

(End of this chapter)