Soon, the bookseller made a sign.

When I heard that the new book of Duke Qi was launched, the capital caused another sensation.

It was early the next morning.

A group of scholars from Xishan Academy appeared happily at the entrances of major book shops at dawn in Tiangang.

Not only the students of Xishan Academy, but also other scholars... are also curious about this.

Of course, they are critical and just want to see.

Everything is like a storm.

Anything that involves Duke Qi is always extremely fast, so the books are opened and sold.

A thick book is only thirty-five cents.

Thirty-five money... It is almost a fantasy to buy books in this era.

And it's still so thick that it's affordable and sufficient.

After all, in this era, it is still in a state of semi-mechanical and manual work. The labor required for printing workshops is amazing. Not only that, the expenses of ink and paper, but also proofreading are quite large.

But when people picked up this heavy book, they suddenly understood why this book was so cheap.

Chen Ao had a furious case with Feiqiu Camp last night, and then waited outside the book shop for a night. As soon as the book shop door opened, he was the first to rush into the book shop.

He was the disciple of Duke Qi and the most determined follower of Fang Jifan.

After taking the book, he felt that the book was cheap.

This made him feel a little murmur.

Who is his master? This is an incomparable national genius and a top talent in the world. His books are actually made of such a poor paper. This...

But at this time, there was no time to think more, and there were already a crowd behind him. So Chen Ao hugged the book and hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd. Many students around him had already surrounded him. Chen Ao was excited and then... opened the book... and then... a completely unfamiliar text revealed in front of him.

It’s not that he doesn’t recognize these words, but they just put them together, but they make him feel... extremely strange.

This is……

…………

There are already many people reading books.

Many people's faces suddenly became gloomy. The first thought they came up with was that this must not be written by the Qi State Government, and there must be some misunderstanding.

Could it be that the bookseller wanted to take this opportunity to make money, in the name of Duke of Qi?

But...this thought is too magical.

Who has the courage to sell books by attacking Duke Qi?

But more people take this book every day and start to recite it hard.

They always feel that their mentor or master's intention must be hidden in this book.

Although the words here are extremely vulgar and paper and ink also bring discomfort, people still believe that the books written by Duke Qi must be full of profound meaning.

...

"What's this all!"

The first one to break the silence was actually Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao threw the book out in anger: "I thought it was something amazing, but it turned out... it was such a thing, and he needed to practice such a superficial knowledge? Lao Fang took the wrong medicine. In the psychiatric department, he called the psychiatric people and asked them to tie the old Fang to treat it."

Although he got angry, Zhu Houzhao picked up the book again and muttered: "What is this guy... he is making a fool of himself? But no one must read such a book."

…………

Xiao Jing walked into Fengtian Palace quickly.

Emperor Hongzhi was in a state of uneasiness these two days, so Xiao Jing always stayed with him to be careful.

He saluted carefully and then said, "Your Majesty..."

"Huh?" Emperor Hongzhi did not raise his head and frowned, looking at the book called "Ming Song" placed in front of him.

This book is named "Song of Ming", which is a bit festive, because of the Song of Ming.

But the problem is that Fang Jifan...

"Oh..." Emperor Hongzhi sighed depressedly and shook his head.

Then he looked up, glanced at Xiao Jing, and said, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Jing said, "Your Majesty, I heard... the booksellers in the capital have started selling books from Duke Qi. I heard that Duke Qi has printed many books and shouted at the bookstores everywhere."

Emperor Hongzhi suddenly turned red: "What about after that?"

"At first, it was a hot sale, and it was said that thousands of copies were sold in a few hours..."

Thousands of books...

This is definitely a very high sales volume.

Emperor Hongzhi seemed to feel that thousands of people would soon mock him.

Emperor Hongzhi frowned, as if his brows were about to be tied up, and he said in wonder: "These booksellers are really afraid that the world will not be in chaos. Don't they read their books first?"

"After all, this is written by Duke Qi, and booksellers are very welcome." Xiao Jing looked at Emperor Hongzhi carefully, barely smiled, and said, "But, Your Majesty... There is also good news... that is... a few hours later, the sales of this book began to plummet. Obviously, some people already knew the contents in it, so many people began to disperse. In other words,... at most, this book will be sold for thousands of copies, and no one should care about it anymore. Your Majesty... don't worry."

Emperor Hongzhi's face calmed down a lot when he heard this. Although he had already felt that the person who saw the book was whispering criticism behind his back and even made fun of him, it would be a gratifying thing if the influence of this book was within a controllable range.

Emperor Hongzhi coughed: "Oh, I know, Jifan was too unscrupulous to study this book. The sales volume of these Xu are very good. Today's awkward moment is to teach him a lesson. He is not a stupid person, but on the contrary, he is extremely smart, but sometimes he uses this cleverness..."

Emperor Hongzhi said, and from the corner of his eyes, he swept to one of the little knowledge about postpartum care in the "Ming Song" and Emperor Hongzhi suddenly felt that his eyes were so angry and blind, and then his tone became stronger: "It is used on these messy things."

Xiao Jing said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, what Your Majesty said is very much."

Emperor Hongzhi sighed again: "This book must not be mentioned again in the future."

Xiao Jing lowered his eyebrows and said with a pleasing look: "Yes, I obey the order."

…………

Chen Shisan went to the capital for the first time.

Although I went to Beijing and just took a look at the excitement, going to Beijing was a matter that could be boasted for ordinary people like him for a lifetime.

Although he hired a short-term worker for the merchant to drive a car and deliver a truck for him, after delivering the goods, he had to wander around Beijing for a few hours and buy some things for his wife.

He was from Luanzhou, Yongping Prefecture, Northern Zhili.

It is a remote place. Although it belongs to Northern Zhili, it is extremely difficult to get to Beijing.

He wandered all the way, like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. At this time, he felt the prosperity and wealth of the capital, and couldn't help but envy him.

I couldn't help but sigh: How great would it be if I were born here.

at this time……

A familiar voice sounded at the street corner.

It is a book shop, and there is a friend shouting hard in front of the book shop.

Of course, for Chen Shisan, this scholar's affairs have nothing to do with him.

But the guy said, "The master of Qi's masterpiece "Ming Song", come and buy..."

Duke of Qi...

Chen Shisan suddenly... couldn't walk anymore.

Oh, it's Duke of Qi.

Chen Shisan had long heard of the name of Duke Qi in Luanzhou. A relative came back from the capital and had talked about Duke Qi vividly. After that... the lieutenant of the Tuntian Guard stationed in the state, and even some merchants came in, and they were also talking about Duke Qi.

Of course... what the three words "Duke of Qi" evoked memory from Chen Shisan's heart was the matter of Xishan Money House recruiting tenant farmers for farming without rent.

Not only is there any rent-free recruitment of tenants, but there are also rules. The first class is someone who is in the army at home, and the second is someone who has no land at home. These two types of people should take care of others first, and the others should be left behind.

Chen Shisan belongs to the second category. He doesn't believe in the fact that pie falls from the sky, but... when he applied with the mentality of trying it out, he actually... actually gave him a piece of land.

The land is not big, with seven people from the Chen family, twenty acres, and the land is not fertile, but... with this rent-free land, if the young and strong people find some errands and do a short-term job in their spare time, such days will be like a god for Chen Shisan, who was once a tenant.

Now he took advantage of the slack season to do short-term work. When he heard the familiar three words "Duke of Qi", Chen Shisan suddenly felt that his nose was a little sour, and his eyes were as if sand had penetrated. He rubbed it and his eyes turned red.

Involuntarily, he moved his steps, walked to the book shop, and looked at the book in front of him curiously.

This book shop is obviously no longer concerned.

Perhaps because the book shop has accumulated a lot of "Ming Song", the merchants asked the guys to sell these books quickly and reduce some losses.

"How much?"

Chen Shisan was in awe of the book.

He felt that since it was a book by Duke of Qi, he would definitely be able to avoid misfortune when he brought it back, and he could be used as a door god.

But... he was a little shy, fearing that the price was high.

"It was originally priced at thirty-five cents, but now it's sold at 25 cents."
To be continued...