Qianqing Palace.

Jiang Zheng leaned on the soft floor and listened quietly to Eunuch Cao's narration.

"Zhao Hao left the Xinyue Teahouse and provoked the literati from the four countries on the street."

"Immediately afterwards, a seating map was posted outside the wall of Xinyue Teahouse, but it did not sell out immediately. At noon, many wealthy people went to inquire about the price of the seats, but Xinyue Teahouse did not give an immediate reply. They only said Starting from one hundred gold.”

"The busy people are Meng Longtang and Zhou Jiufeng. After they explain, they send out new promotional pages. However, there are two versions of the promotional pages. One version is no different from the normal one, but the other version is different from the normal one. One version...another version said that there will be an election of oirans after the end."

Eunuch Cao talked and talked, and he became confused.

Full Moon Ceremony.

Oiran election?

Is this the number one dude in the wilderness?

Jiang Zheng almost laughed angrily: "I thought he really regarded revitalizing the cultural heritage of the deserted country as his own responsibility. He also wrote poems and ran a theater troupe. I didn't expect that he had been fanning the flames for so long, all for the sake of his brothel business."

Outrageous!

Really outrageous!

It is truly a masterpiece from the world!

But when it comes to Zhao Hao, it is so reasonable and reasonable.

At this time, Jiang Zheng's scalp was numb, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"The choice of person is also good, Meng Longtang Zhou Jiufeng... there is no romantic type in Kyoto that they don't know!"

Eunuch Cao was also laughing beside him, but he was making calculations in his heart.

There are one hundred and seventy-six seats, and the base price is one hundred gold. In the end, it won’t be twenty thousand gold!

This dude wants to go to heaven!

You must know that the "Female Consort" is a scene that many children of wealthy families look forward to. Coupled with the beautiful artistic conception of "Share the Beautiful Lady from Thousand Miles Away", it is enough to make wealthy families spend money.

After all, for a truly wealthy family, these few hundred dollars are not enough.

Jiang Zheng waved his hand: "You continue to read!"

"Why!"

Eunuch Cao nodded and continued reading: "Someone sent a message to the brothel run by His Highness the Third Prince, saying that Zhao Hao had written a letter to each brothel, asking them to participate in the Oiran election, Ma Liu and bring the money. .”

Jiang Zheng covered his forehead, his brain was already a little swollen and painful.

This is naked blackmail!

He waved his hand: "Continue!"

Eunuch Cao continued: "Then Zhao Hao met with several snack shops and dried fruit shops, trying to get them to provide snacks and dried fruits cheaply, but someone had already lowered the price to half of the cost, and Zhao Hao was still not satisfied! "

"Beast!"

Jiang Zheng really couldn't help it this time: "He even cares about the things of ordinary people? Does this bitch lack such little money? What a beast! Fortunately, he didn't want to be an official, otherwise he would definitely become the third in the wilderness. A huge greed!"

Although he heard it right away, if he could provide snacks for the Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon Ceremony, he would still be able to make money even if he tipped the scales.

But he still despised Zhao Hao's behavior.

This bitch is as shameless as ever.

The geese pluck their hair when they pass, and the beasts leave their skins when they leave. This is really vividly reflected in him.

Eunuch Cao quickly said: "Your Majesty, Zhao Hao is so complacent, do you want to give him a beating?"

"Of course they need to be beaten. These leeks are so plump and plump. Isn't it right not to cut them?"

Jiang Zheng nodded slightly, but he was slightly lost in thought while holding two promotional pages in his hands.

After a while, he suddenly asked: "Sir, do you think these two pages of paper look alike?"

Eunuch Cao looked at it for a while and couldn't help but said: "It's more than just a resemblance, it's exactly the same!"

He was also a little confused. Even the best calligraphy master in the wilderness could not write the two characters so similarly.

Moreover, these two pages were not deliberately chosen by him. There is every reason to believe that the same is true for other books.

Jiang Zheng knew exactly how it was achieved.

After all, he has used countless seals, and after he ascended the throne, he used jade seals every day.

But he also knew that this kind of stone carving and jade carving process was extremely complicated, and the success rate was very low, especially with such a large number of words. Even dozens of editions might not be successful in one edition, but Zhao Hao's full page was of no quality at all. Not inferior.

Jiang Zheng couldn't help but smile: "This bitch does all these weird things every day. I didn't expect that he could actually come up with something useful. Go and call him. We've been engaged for such a long time. This new son-in-law didn't even think about it." It’s outrageous to send some gifts to my father-in-law!”

"Why!"

Eunuch Cao nodded and quickly left Qianqing Palace.

Jiang Zheng looked at these two pages, his eyes flashing with excitement.

Although the country is called "Huang" and its grain production only became abundant more than ten years ago, there is actually no shortage of paper.

Because the wilderness in the wilderness is not entirely due to the barren land. On the contrary, there is a large basin with very fertile land. However, in this kind of place, there is often a kind of weed called Blood Emperor Bamboo Grass, which is extremely tenacious and can plunder. All the fertility around you.

This also resulted in the inability to grow crops.

However, this kind of grass is very suitable for making paper. The quality of the paper produced is not much lower than that of rice paper, but the color is a little reddish brown, so the quality can only be considered above average.

But this also keeps the price of paper in the deserted country at a relatively low level, and it can even create a lot of revenue for the national treasury through exports.

In addition, the country was founded in a short period of time, and the people generally did not know a few Chinese characters.

Even the people in Kyoto were almost led by Zhao Hao to talk about "fog grass" and "awesome".

These are all filthy words!

With such national conditions, Jiang Zheng dreamed of universalizing education and using the deserted country as the basis to recreate the glory of the Han Dynasty.

But there are still obstacles on this road, and the biggest obstacle is copying books.

Paper is not expensive, but copying is expensive.

After all, literati are rare creatures in a deserted country. How can they think of copying books for illiterate people when they are still too busy with their own fame and wealth?

but……

Jiang Zheng looked at the two pages of paper in his hand. This thing can be of great help!

Hao'er, you are really my good son-in-law!

…

evening.

Zhenguofu.

The black-faced man kicked open the door and laughed at the top of his lungs.

"Hahaha!"

"Cool!"

"Daughter-in-law! You don't even know how happy I am today!"

"You've been holding me back the past few days!"

Returning to the main room, the black-faced man was stunned for a moment: "Huh? Everyone is here!"

The son and biological father, who were supposed to be "bedridden", were quietly waiting at the dinner table for the food to be served.

He quickly came to his senses, looked at Bai Xiu and said, "Look! I said these grandsons are just pretending!"

Bai Xiuqie said: "Come on! I don't know who was complaining at home a few days ago, saying that the four-country thieves even bullied the patients and insisted on killing them with a knife. As a result, he was so frightened that he didn't go out for three days. Afraid of being poked in the spine.

What? Now that your son has accepted the challenge, you go out to show off and treat your comrades to drinks?"

The black-faced man scratched his head in embarrassment: "Look at what you said, I, Zhao Wudi, the mighty and powerful general, am I the kind of person who pretends to be powerful and relies on his son to show off his power? Let's not talk about this, let's eat and eat!"

After saying that, he sat next to Zhao Hao, only to find that Zhao Hao had his head buried in silence, something was not right.

Touch your head.

Oh haha!

It's so hot!

The black-faced man immediately panicked: "You damn kid, why are you making such a fuss when you haven't recovered from your illness? Just wait, I'll go out and call a doctor for you!"

Having said that, he started to leave.

Zhao Hao quickly stopped him: "It's not in the way, it's not in the way!"

Of course he didn't have a fever, but for some unknown reason, the Ming Xin Wenxing that had been flashing for a long time suddenly started flashing violently, and even his head began to feel hot.

Breakthrough immediately?

But it was fine just now, why did it suddenly break through?

He raised his head: "Dad! What happened outside just now?"

The black-faced man took a look at his eyes and found that they were extremely clear. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and replied:

"It's not a big deal. It's just that Fang Yiru wrote a poem. Some literati from the four countries just blew it and said that it would definitely surpass yours! Haha, although I can't understand a word, he is a master, but

How can he be better than my son?"

Zhao Hao: "..."

It's a bit interesting. Although dozens of landscape poems and "Secret Fragrance Floating Moon Dusk" have been sold, I never thought that it would still be on my head.

Coupled with some unexpected surprises, "The Female Consort" can also accumulate literary power.

After so much accumulation, Ming Xin Wenxing will finally be fully illuminated.
Chapter completed!