Li Mu acted like he was taught, pondered for a while, and said worriedly: "Old sir, no matter what, the word 'demon star' doesn't sound very good. I hope the old sir can help me keep this secret. If you know what I know, don't let the third person know."

Sun Simiao slid his eyelids and said, "Boy, you really use people first, not people behind. Just now, I called me one by one, but now I want me to hide it for you, so I changed my words to call me old man? Do you take me seriously?"

Seeing that he was so soft that he didn't eat, Li Mu had to be hard, so he stared at him and said, "Old man! Do you know that your life is in my hands now. As long as I give you a command... No, I can strangle you to death without a command!"

"Is that right?" Sun Simiao smiled slightly and said, "I have traveled around the country for more than 60 years. I have never seen anyone. If I don't have a few skills, how can I live to this day? If you want to strangle me to death... might as well try it?"

"Do you think I dare not?"

"You try."

"I..." Li Mu's eyes were circling. When he saw Sun Simiao glance at the bowl of medicine, he couldn't help but wonder, could this old guy poison it? Or, he knows how to do kung fu? Even if he knows how to do kung fu, this old man is over seventy years old, and he shouldn't be able to do it if he doesn't use his muscles and bones as his ability...

What is he relying on?

Li Mu stared at Sun Simiao without acting rashly. Sun Simiao looked at him calmly, feeling so calm.

After about one stick of incense, Li Mu still did not take any risks. It was not that he did not dare, but he was in awe of the three words "Sun Simiao". After all, he was a miracle doctor who was famous in later generations. If he died in his hands, it would be such a glorious reason. He felt a little sorry for his descendants.

"Okay, let's talk about your conditions."

Sun Simiao smiled, and said without taking a turn, "Help me print the book."

"What book?"

""Qianjin Fang"."

Li Mu was stunned for a moment. He had heard of this name. It is said in history books that Sun Simiao lived in seclusion in Taibai Mountain and wrote "Qianjin Fang". Li Mu still remembers the comments on "Qianjin Fang" in history books, saying that it was the earliest clinical encyclopedia in China.

Seeing Li Mu silent, Sun Simiao thought he was feeling sorry for the money and said, "I also know that printing books costs a lot. It is indeed a bit despicable to threaten you with this. But I really have no choice. The prescriptions recorded by the book "Qianjin Prescription" I wrote are accumulated by my decades of practice. Many drugs are very common. If the people know the prescription, they don't have to spend money and collect medicine by themselves, they can cure many diseases. After all, my ability is limited. Even if I keep going day and night, how many people can be saved. But if every village in the Tang Dynasty has a book "Qianjin Prescription" and the people all understand "Qianjin Prescription", there will be more lives that can be saved. You invented the printing technology, and you are in charge of the printing supervisor. If I don't look for you, who should I look for?"

Li Mu was unhappy when he heard this and said, "You are looking for the imperial court! Don't I have to listen to His Majesty?"

Sun Simiao smiled bitterly and said, "I looked for him. When I saw His Majesty, I told me that the Ministry of Civil Affairs has no remaining money and the treasury is empty..." As he said that, Sun Simiao looked at Li Mu. Li Mu understood what he meant, pointed at himself, and said, "Then Your Majesty will push me out?"

Sun Simiao smiled embarrassedly and said, "Marquis Zhulu is indeed smart. Your Majesty told me that Marquis Zhulu has a noble character and regards money as dirt. Your Majesty also brought me a Tang Dynasty Daily..." As he said, Sun Simiao took out a Tang Dynasty Daily from his arms, which was the printed issue, pointed to the "Spread Money" advertisement on it, and said, "Your Majesty said, you have money and have no place to spend it. When I saw the contents in this newspaper, it was really. So I thought, since your money has no place to spend, why wouldn't it be nice to print books for me to benefit the people?"

"It's so beautiful!" Li Mu said angrily: "I earned my money myself. I didn't steal or rob it. What's wrong with you! I spend whatever I want, and I can spend it for me? Old man, I'm very suspicious now. The trick you told me just now is lying. You just made up stories to tease me and treat me as a fool? It's really annoying!"

Seeing that Li Mu was about to turn against him, Sun Simiao even acted like a scoundrel and said, "It's time to come, and it's useless to say more. Zhulu Marquis, if you don't help me print a book, I'll go to your superiors to report to you, saying that you are a demon star. How to choose, you can do it!"

"You are nonsense. Your Majesty is extremely wise, how can you believe you?"

"Is it nonsense? It's not you who say it or I. It's the saying that if you believe, there is, and if you don't believe it, there is nothing. Why not bet and see if your Majesty believes it or not!"

Li Mu was so angry that he almost passed by. He was not a paranormal, he was clearly a scoundrel. Li Mu pointed at Sun Simiao, his fingers trembling, and said, "You old man, why are you so scoundrel? I still think you are a paranormal! You... You are disrespectful to the old, you are not practicing!"

Sun Simiao chuckled and said, "Boy, you can say whatever you like. I have lived for seventy or eighty years, seen everyone, and passed everything through it. I have long taken it lightly. Even if you scold me for seven days and seven nights, I don't care. As long as you can print a book for me!"

Li Mu stared at him hatefully and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I'll pay for you to print the book! But there must be a number, how many are printed!"

Sun Simiao raised a finger and said, "Ten thousand copies!"

"Bah!" Li Mu squirted Sun Simiao's face and said, "Old man, do you really think I am a mint? How many pages are a book, ten thousand? You dare to say it! Go and tell Your Majesty. At worst, I will go back to Mayi and become a commoner, so I will save you from your cowardice!"

Sun Simiao also knew that he had spoken a little loudly, and quickly smiled and said, "Young man, you are so angry. Don't be angry, you can discuss it. If you don't have ten thousand, then... eight thousand?"

"Three thousand!"

"Five thousand!"

"two thousand!"

"Okay, okay!" Seeing that Li Mu shouted less and less, Sun Simiao couldn't hold back his posture and said repeatedly: "Three thousand! Three thousand are OK! Just as you said, three thousand books!"

After saying that, Sun Simiao sighed and said, "You, you don't know how to respect the old man at all. At my age, can you just let me go? You don't want to give in at all, you..."

"You also know that you are an old man. Can you look like an elder? You threaten me, a young man, and you are embarrassed to say that I won't let you go. How can I let you? Printing books is not expensive? How much does it cost to add a thousand copies? If you get the money, you can print as much as you want!"

In fact, Li Mu was willing to help in his heart. Because medical books benefit the people, he was not stingy in doing such things. The reason why he bargained was because he had to do this, otherwise he would not be able to live in the future. Today is printing books, but tomorrow may be something. Everything comes to you, and it is not enough to make a lot of money!

When the agreement was reached, the tense atmosphere disappeared. Sun Simiao planned to say goodbye, and there were so many people waiting for him to see a doctor at the door of his residence.

"You wait!" Li Mu suddenly thought of something and called Sun Simiao.

Sun Simiao stopped and turned around and asked, "Why, do you want to regret it?"

"No." Li Mu said disdainfully: "I haven't gone back on my word for three thousand books. But I suddenly thought of one thing, old man, I can't be threatened by you for nothing. You have to do something for me."

Sun Simiao returned to the bed and sat down, looked at Li Mu, and asked cautiously: "What's the matter? Let's talk about it first."

"Since you are here to see me, you have to find out the name. Why not do this? If someone asks you about my condition, you will say that I have a brain disease. From time to time, I will do some unconventional things when I get sick, and I will not be under my control." After a pause, Li Mu added: "And this disease has no cure and cannot be cured, so I can only take medicine to maintain it. Yes, that's it!"

Sun Simiao said firmly: "No! I have been practicing medicine for many years and paying attention to the word "virtue". How can I help you deceive people?"

"I will print two thousand more copies for you! A total of five thousand! Is it OK or not, one sentence!"

"If this is the case...it doesn't seem to be a harmless thing to tell a small lie for the sake of the people."

"Wu..." Li Mu had completely understood the character of the old man Sun Simiao. If Yuan Tiangang had just a slight scent of a liar in the world, then Sun Simiao was the ancestor of a liar in the world. This old man was so slippery.

After the conversation was over, Li Mu was not in a hurry to let Sun Simiao leave. He shouted and asked the chef in the mansion to prepare a banquet, and asked about Ziwei Doushu and the Demon Star.

Speaking of these two things, Sun Simiao looked like a paranormal again. He stroked his beard and said leisurely: "Ziwei Doushu, it's not that I don't want to teach you, but that you have no chance to do this."

Li Mu said unhappy: "Old man, you just said that if you believe it, you will not believe it. But you can't guarantee this thing yourself. Why do you still have a chance to be destined to be destined to be destined? Can you put your arrogance like a paranoia? If I don't like you, I can't deceive me!"

Sun Simiao smiled and said, "Boy, whether it is Ziwei Doushu or Xu Fuxiang Book, since it can be passed down from generation to generation for thousands of years, there are naturally principles that it can be passed down. Some things are incomprehensible. Just take this physiognomy. I got Xu Fuxiang Book in my early years, but I didn't learn it. I could learn it, but I didn't. Why not? Because I have a feeling that I shouldn't learn this book, so I learned Ziwei Doushu. When I met Yuan Tiangang, I had another feeling that I got Xu Fuxiang Book to give it to him, so I gave it to him. Why? I don't know. Tao follows nature, Tao follows nature... Naturally, people are not immortals, so let it go!"

Li Mu was confused and said, "Old man, I can't understand what you said, so I won't ask anymore. Just tell me, what are the words you said, what demon stars and disaster stars are really like this, or is it just to fool me? Don't worry, I promise to print 5,000 copies for you, not one, let's tell the truth."
Chapter completed!