In the restaurant, several old men on crutches stopped one step at a time.
These people are old and frail, and they seem to be affected by a gust of wind.
Others were afraid of coming into contact with it, and even if it accidentally fell to the ground, they didn't know how to explain it.
When these people came in, they all had serious faces and walked to the desk without saying a word.
Wang Xiaohua was lecturing when she was suddenly interrupted by someone. There was such a group of old people. She was a little at a loss. She stepped forward and asked: "Old man... you..."
As soon as Wang Xiaohua opened her mouth, the old man raised his crutch and hit Wang Xiaohua on the head without saying anything.
Wang Xiaohua was unprepared and was knocked with a crisp sound. She covered her head and took several steps back.
The old man was not very strong, but the crutches were solid, and he was still sore from the beating that he could not breathe with his teeth bared.
Mr. Xiaohua was the idol of everyone present. Seeing that his idol was beaten inexplicably, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became tense.
The ladies from all the families who were watching from the door of the backyard were a little impatient and wanted to rush forward.
But the other party was an old man, and with so many people watching, no one dared to act rashly.
At this time, someone shouted loudly: "Who dares to make a mistake?! This is Mr. Chen from Shangxian Publishing House! The rest of you are all old gentlemen from Shangxian Publishing House!"
"Mr. Chen from Shangxian Publishing House?!"
Everyone was frightened when they heard the names of several people, and discussions broke out among the crowd.
Shangxian Bookstore is a famous bookstore in Youzhou. Many textbooks for students in Youzhou are printed by Shangxian Bookstore.
Moreover, Shangxian Publishing House is a book trading institution recognized by the imperial court. It does not do it for the purpose of making money, but only for the dissemination of knowledge.
Therefore, Shangxian Publishing House had a very high reputation in Youzhou, and the plaques on the door were all presented by Emperor Gaozu himself.
Shangxian Bookstore not only sells books, but is also a place where respected old gentlemen from all over Youzhou can communicate.
The old gentlemen who came out of Shangxian Publishing House and half of the private schools in various places account for 90% of Youzhou, and can be regarded as the General Administration of Education of Youzhou.
The old Mr. Chen in front of me is the founder of Shangxian Publishing House, and he is the old lady of the Chen family, a noble family. He has a distinguished status and can be called a local sage. Even if the current sage sees him, he would not dare to be disrespectful.
Regardless of whether the common people who read the book understood the article or not, they all knew Mr. Chen's name, and no one dared to take any action.
The ladies in the backyard lost their temper. When they knew it was a gentleman from Shangxian Book Club, they assumed they were hiding, because among those old gentlemen, there must be teachers who have taught the ladies poetry.
After learning the identity of the old man, the people around him also vaguely guessed why he was here.
Sure enough, a few old people got on the desk and without saying a word, they overturned the desk and threw the gavel used for reading out the window.
Bai Song felt a rush, but he didn't expect that the troublemakers were a group of old people, and he was stunned for a moment.
Seeing a few old people messing around in the hall like old hooligans, Bai Song was also a little at a loss.
He had also heard of Shangxian Publishing House and knew that these old men had unusual identities.
Bai Song was fearless in dealing with some local ruffians. These old men with half of their body in the coffin were really not easy to mess with.
These old people have stubborn ideas and will not change because of your few words even when they are dying.
You cannot hit, scold, reason, or use violence.
Bai Song thought about it, quickly stopped, stood in the crowd, and stopped moving.
Below, Wang Xiaohua covered her head and looked at Bai Song for help.
Bai Song gently shook his head, indicating that there was no need to say anything, just let these old men smash it if they wanted to.
The old man was smashing things in the hall. Some people outside were worried and some were watching the fun.
Boss Zhang and a waiter, holding a cup of tea in their hands, watched with gusto.
"Tsk tsk... The third master still has a way. His killing with a borrowed knife is very good."
The waiter next to him was also amazed: "I didn't expect that the great-grandfather of the Chen family would beat people with sticks and smash up the store. It's really an anecdote and an eye-opener."
"Huh, these days, the Romance of the Three Kingdoms has been spread all over the world. Who among the young masters from a wealthy family doesn't have a copy or two? The young masters from each family either skipped classes and listened to the books, or secretly read them in class, which made all the teachers in the county panic.
I'm complaining. Old Mrs. Chen has hated these story-telling novels all his life. When he learned about this, he came to visit him. Even if someone came from the Prefect's Mansion, they could only stare at him. Anyone who dares to touch the old lady is the enemy of the world."
The master and the servant chatted happily.
The old gentleman inside was also tired of beating, so he simply sat down and pointed at the people who had been listening to the book for a long time and yelled: "You don't want to make progress. Such clumsy and filthy works are designed to confuse the world and undermine the foundation of the Tang Dynasty. If
When you have this free time, why don't you read more about the history of the past? There are thousands of wise articles in the Four Books and Five Classics. We and other future generations should imitate the sages and study and seek knowledge. How can we waste our time on such rotten things? I've given them all away.
!Who dares to come here to listen to books again? I’ll see if I don’t break his legs!”
After that, Mr. Chen raised his crutch and smashed it towards the crowd.
The crowd dispersed in a hurry, and they quickly stayed away.
This Grand Duke of the Chen family was really a hot potato. Not only did he drive away all the guests, he even seemed to refuse to leave.
Pointing at Wang Xiaohua, he asked: "Where is the owner of this shop?"
Wang Xiaohua was a little scared and looked at Bai Song upstairs.
Bai Song knew he couldn't avoid it, so he took a few steps forward and raised his hands to the elderly people: "Bai Song, I am the owner of this shop."
Mr. Chen's face sank after hearing Bai Song's answer. It seemed that he hadn't vented his anger just after the beating, so he immediately picked up the crutch and walked towards Bai Song.
When Bai Song saw this, he was not dumbfounded. He turned around and ran away, directly going up to the second floor.
This old man can't be touched, can't he hide?
Mr. Chen hated this store so much that he wanted to catch up step by step.
Judging from the way he was swaying, he was afraid that he had lost his footing and slipped.
Bai Rou looked aside for a long time, then went up to help her with courage.
The old man originally wanted to drive her away, but seeing that Bai Rou was cute and harmless, he didn't refuse and let her help her walk up step by step.
Bai Song was a little panicked. He thought it was just a small matter, but he didn't expect this old man to be so troubled and didn't know how to deal with it.
At this moment, the box inside opened and another old man came out: "Mr. Chen, are you okay?"
As soon as the King of Shu came out, Mr. Chen was stunned for a moment and rubbed his eyes in surprise.
Li Zhan smiled and said: "Mr. Chen, you read that right, he is an old friend!"
"Please refer to your lord..."
Mr. Chen made a move to kneel down, but Li Zhan hurriedly stopped him with words: "Why do you have to do this? At this age, how can you care about these false reputations?"
The two old men are similar in age, but their bodies and bones are very different.
Li Zhan, the king of Shu, had a bad appearance and a short stature, but he walked as fast as the wind and had smooth qi and blood.
Mr. Chen was different. He had made a fuss just now, his breath was a little uncomfortable, and every step he took seemed very reluctant.
"My lord, why are you here?"
Shu Wang took Mr. Chen downstairs, found a random table and sat down, and asked other old gentlemen to take their seats.
Just now he said to Mr. Chen: "I am here to listen to this family's talk about the Three Kingdoms."
Mr. Chen was extremely surprised when he heard this: "Even the prince...it seems that this kind of story-telling novel is really harmful!"
"No, my friend is listening to the book because of the great trust entrusted by the emperor to rewrite the history of the Tang Dynasty. The Romance of the Three Kingdoms has an extraordinary effect on my friend's revision of the history of the Tang Dynasty. I have listened to a lot and read a lot, and it can be said that I have benefited a lot.
ah."
Mr. Chen frowned slightly and didn't know what to say. He just nodded: "I see, the prince has his own reasons..."
"The owner of this shop is also a kind-hearted person, and he and I are destined to be together. Although we have known each other for a few days, he is still a conscientious person. Why is Mr. Chen so angry? Why do you want to embarrass this shop?"
Chen Lai looked at Bai Song on the side, then at the prince, frowned, but his tone softened: "This person compiled the Three Kingdoms, which made the entire county's youth fascinated. Many students in the county refused to study every day, trying to
I often skip classes and go out to listen to books. Even if I don’t skip classes, I will peek in the classroom. How can such vulgar things be allowed to spread in the world? The war in the North is not stopping now, and it is the time for us, the Tang Dynasty, to employ people.
, we cannot let the people of the Tang Dynasty be ruined by such filthy reading materials."
"Mr. Chen, you are a university student. I cannot compare with you when it comes to Taoism and teaching. As for whether the Three Kingdoms are filthy things, I can't say. It's just that you came to this store to make trouble today and beat someone.
, lifted the table again, kicked out other customers, and now he is still chasing the store owner. Even if Mr. Chen was justified in taking advantage of it, wouldn’t it have become rude now? Besides, the store owner sees Mr. Chen being so noisy, and he has not let go until now.
There is no anger at all. The young man is so humble and respects Mr. Chen. If the quarrel continues like this, people of Mr. Chen's status will probably be looked down upon."
After hearing this, Mr. Chen frowned, coughed lightly, and said in a deep voice: "What this person wrote is so infuriating that I had to do it as a last resort. Since the prince has spoken, as long as that guy doesn't talk about the Three Kingdoms anymore, I don't have to."
be held accountable.”
In the hall, several old people were talking.
Outside the building, Bai Song stood at the door, wiped his sweat, and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Today's commotion made Bai Song difficult for a while.
Sang Sang looked at the mess in her house and walked to Bai Song worriedly: "Brother Bai, what should we do now? Can we still do business tomorrow?"
"Who knows?" Bai Song shook his head, "Everything depends on the prince..."
The incident happened suddenly, and Bai Song had not thought of a countermeasure for a while.
In ancient times, seniority was the most important thing. These old gentlemen had a high reputation and were completely different from the enemies they had encountered in the past.
Just as he was talking, Boss Zhang came over with a smile on his face, holding tea, and pretended to look into the building: "Hey, why is business so deserted today?"
Bai Song ignored him and silently thought of countermeasures.
"How come even the desk has been demolished? Tsk tsk... I didn't expect that there are people who can't even handle the prince. Let me tell you, Mr. Chen is amazing. All the literati in Youzhou listen to him. He wants to say that he can't listen to books.
, whoever dares to come to listen to the book in the future will be disobeying the sages and will be reviled by countless people. Not to mention the prince, even the emperor will not dare to provoke him at will."
"Really?" Bai Song asked back, smiled at Boss Zhang, and turned around to ask Mr. Chen, "Everyone in Jixian County is talking about the Three Kingdoms, why do you only care about our family? Isn't there someone in the house opposite who is talking about the Three Kingdoms? Can you?
