Go to court when it's time to go to court, train soldiers and horses when it's time to train them, occasionally fight all night with your wife, don't live your life too casually.
In the court, the prince and the King of Qin were fighting fiercely. Several times, Lao Li was so angry with the two brothers that he couldn't eat.
Although Balance is fun to play, the price is watching the two sons fight endlessly.
Chu Palace.
Wei Gui was sitting on a lounge chair with a blanket covering her body, enjoying the warm sunshine. Her belly had begun to bulge, so she was very careful in her daily actions.
Xiao Shunniang was wearing a pink dress, lying on the table, listening intently to her new father's story.
"But that day, in the Bodhisattva Temple, Liu Chenxiang sacrificed the lotus lantern in his hand. He saw brilliance shining, five-color fountains gushing out, and lotus fire burning. Even though Erlang God had many changes and great powers, he could not escape from the lotus fire. He was taught to be trapped by the lotus fire.
Burned to death......"
Li Zhiyun vividly told fairy tales to his eldest daughter, which made the little one lose his mind again and again.
Even the little girl in his arms seemed to understand.
Wei Gui quietly asked Princess Chu, "Sister, have you ever heard of this story?"
The fair-skinned Princess Chu shook her head, "I've never heard of it."
"This is strange. How could my husband have such fantastic ideas?" Wei Gui said.
Princess Chu hummed and smiled and said: "He is very good at playing. He can always think of things that others can't think of."
Speaking of this, her face turned red, and she didn't know if she was thinking of something embarrassing.
At this time, Xiao Shunniang pouted and said: "Erlang Shen is really bad. He is Uncle Chenxiang. How can we not let Chenxiang and A Niang be together? Bad uncle!"
"Kekeke." Little Bao Niang didn't understand anything, she just knew how to have fun.
Princess Chu also agreed with Xiao Shunniang's view and nodded: "Yang Jian is indeed not a good uncle. Chen Xiang has not seen my mother for many years, but he is so obstructive. He is really cold-blooded."
Li Zhiyun smiled and said: "Actually, Yang Jian's mother, Fairy Yunhua, also married a mortal privately."
"Ah?" Wei Gui was stunned and asked: "This Erlang Shen is also a child born from the compatibility of humans and gods?"
"Yeah." Li Zhiyun nodded.
Princess Chu hurriedly said: "Alang, tell me the story of Erlang Shen."
The Erlang God Yang Jian is portrayed by Li Zhiyun as handsome and handsome, with great magical powers, which makes people interested as soon as he hears it.
"Don't worry, let's tell the story of agarwood first." Li Zhiyun deliberately whetted their appetite.
At the same time, in Chang'an West City, a newspaper shop called 'Chang'an Novel Newspaper' quietly opened.
The size of the newspaper is strictly based on the size of the newspapers Li Zhiyun knew in his previous life. The most eye-catching thing is the five big black characters "Chang'an Novel Newspaper" at the top of the first page of the newspaper.
Below is the title of the novel "Lotus Lamp".
"Boss, what is this?" The man in green shirt picked up a newspaper and asked the shopkeeper while reading it.
"Newspaper." The owner said with a smile.
"Newspaper?" Dai Zhou frowned, brainstormed for a moment, and found that he had never heard of such a thing.
The owner leaned against the door frame and said with a smile: "The imperial newspaper tells the affairs of the government. This newspaper is used to tell the stories of ordinary people. You and I are both readers and readers. As long as your story is attractive enough, I am willing to
Pay for it and publish it in the newspaper for you."
"Oh?" Dai Zhou raised his eyebrows.
He looked at the neat and regular lines of small print in the newspaper, and his mind gradually became serious. He was a learned man, and he knew very well that the small print in the newspaper was printed, not handwritten.
Immediately afterwards, he read other newspapers and found that the content was the same, the fonts were the same, and even the layout was exactly the same.
He finally realized the real value of this newspaper.
This is a more advanced printing technology.
Printing already existed in the early Tang Dynasty, but it was relatively crude, and in the early days, it was mainly used by the private sector. In the middle and late Tang Dynasty, when the technology matured and the imperial examination system was perfected, printing began to take the stage.
The quality of the printing technology improved by Li Zhiyun is no less than that of the printing technology in the prosperous Tang Dynasty in history.
Dai Zhou was secretly frightened. Li Tang was too terrifying and his military power was so powerful. He didn't expect that his cultural construction was so impressive.
He was forced to be loyal to Wang Shichong, and later followed Wang Xingben out of Hulao. When Qin King Li Shimin broke Hulao, he was also captured and sent to Chang'an.
However, he was a nameless pawn, and the Tang Dynasty did not do anything to him and had already released him.
The world is in chaos and money is tight. Dai Zhou feels that it is sad that he has to struggle for life in his middle age.
However, now that he saw this novel newspaper, he suddenly had the courage to continue living in Chang'an.
"My boss, there is a story in my belly."
"Oh, please come in quickly!"
Newspapers were no better than soap, and they were only averagely sold. Even if a newspaper was as low as five coppers, you couldn't buy much.
But it spread quickly because the fairy tales of the Lotus Lantern serialized in newspapers were very attractive.
In just a few days, newspapers appeared in teahouses and restaurants across Chang'an. Usually a literate person read a story, and a large circle of people gathered around to listen to the story.
Soon, Lao Li also saw the newspaper.
Li Zheng Palace.
Snap!
A newspaper fell on the imperial desk.
"King Chu, you have been very free recently. Do you still have time to write stories?"
Li Yuan was so angry that his teeth itched, and he looked at the kneeling Lao Wu with hatred. Next to Li Zhiyun, the prince, King Qin, and King Qi were all there.
Li Zhiyun had never concealed anything, so Lao Li found out through a casual investigation that King Chu was running the newspaper shop behind the scenes.
This made him very angry!
The court was very busy with major affairs, and the prince and the King of Qin were quarreling terribly. At this time, there was actually a son who was idle and working as a novelist.
Can this be tolerated?
"My son is not idle." Li Zhiyun whispered: "I am not lazy."
"How dare you talk back?" Lao Li stared at him.
Li Zhiyun shrank his head and said, "I am at fault."
"As long as you know you are wrong." Li Yuan asked, "Do you know where you are wrong?"
"I don't know."
"You!" Lao Li got angry.
These days, he got angry when he saw the Crown Prince arguing with the King of Qin. Now that Li Zhiyun was at gunpoint, he did not hesitate and lectured Li Zhiyun.
After a stick of incense.
Lao Li said he was tired and sat down to drink tea and rest.
Li Zhiyun said: "Father, I think that now that the Tang Dynasty is about to dominate the world, we should change from conquering the world to ruling the world. I wrote the story just to see if the printing technology is mature, and I am not messing around."
Li Yuan snorted: "Do you really think so?"
"yes."
"Then tell me, how is printing now?"
Upon hearing this, Li Zhiyun immediately told Lao Li about his reform of printing technology.
After listening, before Old Li could speak, Li Shimin said first: "Father, I think this move of the fifth brother will benefit the country and the people. The printing technology will be mature, which will be conducive to the reproduction of classics and the prosperity of our Tang Dynasty culture."
Li Yuan is not stupid, and he quickly understood the essence of it. Now the knowledge is controlled by the beasts with the five surnames and Qiwang. If the knowledge can be transferred downwards, the advantage of the aristocratic family can be slowly eroded.
However, this is bound to be a long process.
"But you shouldn't write stories. What are you writing about, Erlang Shen and the Jade Emperor? You are blaspheming the gods, do you know that?" Li Yuan taught his son.
Li Zhiyun said: "This is all made up by my son. I usually use it to coax my daughter to sleep."
"Absurd!" Li Yuan scolded: "You... are simply unreasonable!"
If you write a story, you write a story, and you actually write a children's story.