Listening to Cui Baihe's scolding, Lu Changgeng thought that this young man might have written some obscene poems. Anyway, the ignorant people did not understand elegance, so they started making noises along with these words.
This is the result.
What a gorgeous song!
This is simply a masterpiece!
Even with Lu Changgeng's modest literary skills, he couldn't tell what the subtleties of this poem were.
Just relying on the intuition of a scholar, he would know,
Based on this poem, this young man will definitely become famous all over the world!
With such a poetic talent, it is no wonder that people like Wang Fuchou would pay homage to him.
If I were to do it in person, I might as well have to become a disciple immediately!
He even couldn't help but think of a sentence.
If Confucius does not come out, eternity will be like a long night.
At this moment, it happens that this young man is not out, and the eternal sea of poems is like a long night!
so amazing!
Lu Changgeng asked himself, not to mention that he had only been studying for decades, even the most outstanding child in the Lu family of Fan Yang was out of reach in front of such a poetic talent!
So domineering!
Lu Changgeng took a deep breath and continued reading the third poem...
"Third, nostalgic for the past...the great river goes eastward, and the waves are gone, and the eternity..."
"...Dancing Pavilion and Songtai...you should laugh at me affectionately..."
"Life is like a dream, a bottle..."
"hiss!"
Lu Changgeng found that his brain could no longer turn around.
This poem is clearly another ancient masterpiece!
He could even imagine that these three poems would appear in thousands of households, in the classrooms of all scholars in later generations, and on the desks of all scholars.
Shocking!
Shocking beyond words!
Lu Changgeng's pupils began to dilate at this moment, this poem is so amazing!
However, the content of the letter is not finished yet, there is still a fourth song!
"Fourth, water melody singer... When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine..."
"I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid that the towering towers and the jade sky will be too high... Oh my god."
This poem is simply amazing!
"Dancing to clear the shadows, how does it seem to be in the human world...hiss...Zhuge, Qihu, Wumian...my God, my God..."
"There should be no hatred, why..."
"Nung, moon and new moon?!"
Lu Changgeng understood.
Totally understand.
No wonder Wang Fuchou would bow down on the spot and directly recognize the small businessman as his teacher.
No wonder Cui Pinyu was born in the Cui family of Qinghe. He is a person with a high level of ambition, but he is really willing to admit defeat and commit himself to slavery!
No one can deny this, right?
With such poetic talent, Qu Yuan probably had nothing to say after reading it!
too strong!
Lu Changgeng finally understood.
He has always regarded himself as a scholar, but starting from this time, I am afraid that a new star has risen in the poetry world across the country!
How remarkable this poem is!
…
But soon, Lu Changgeng also woke up.
Because he found that Cui Baihe was calling him.
"Brother Lu? Brother Lu?"
"Brother Cui, I'm sorry, I was distracted just now!"
"you……"
When Cui Baihe saw Lu Changgeng like this, he suddenly became angry and pointed at Lu Changgeng, saying, "Brother Lu, what's the matter with you?"
"How come you...are you also seduced by these lewd words and songs? This is a poem that tarnishes the saints and insults the gentlemen!"
Lu Changgeng immediately shut up, knowing that he had just lost his composure.
Although he admitted that these poems were indeed powerful and could never be written by ordinary people.
But the issue of stance cannot be messed up, so whatever you should do, you still have to do it!
This world is a world of scholar-bureaucrats, not a world of mud-legged people from Guizhou.
Now these Guizhou leaders also want to become scholar-bureaucrats. This matter must not be tolerated and must not be taken even half a step back.
Otherwise, how can we live up to our ancestors’ inheritance?
"Brother Cui, please be patient. I can still distinguish right from wrong. Li Er is very powerful in what is going on now. What should we do and how can we come up with a plan?"
Seeing that Lu Changgeng was relieved,
Cui Baihe let out a long sigh.
"What's the plan? Li Er is a thief who relies on his ferocity in fighting, and those stupid Qiu Ba gangsters are willing to follow him. No matter how hard we try, they won't listen. For now, I think there is only one plan.
"
"Oh? Please give me some advice from Brother Cui!"
"Didn't Li Er start some kind of paper-making industry, which caused great harm to Cui's paper mill in Qinghe? As soon as Li Er's stupid trick came out, I don't know how many paper-making craftsmen had to stop selling their sons and daughters.
Live. Do you think he has committed a heinous crime?!"
"This...this is true!"
Lu Changgeng felt that there might be something wrong with this, because he had also heard that paper craftsmen from all over the country are now trying their best to go to Chang'an, trying to get into the paper factory... In this paper factory, the examples of craftsmen are
The money is at least three times more than before, which is obviously a far cry from selling children and wooing girls...
However, he also thought that since the paper factory is so powerful, one factory can produce paper for the world, but it does not require many craftsmen.
After all, wouldn't this still leave many craftsmen with nowhere to make a living?
If a new paper-making factory is opened to recruit craftsmen, wouldn't there be a lot of extra paper? Who will buy the paper?
Unless the price is lowered, but in this case... won't the number of scholars increase significantly?
Everything else is easy to talk about, but Lu Changgeng will never accept it if the mud-legged people come to study!
But he still doesn't quite understand what Cui Baihe's clever plan is.
"This is true, but...how should we deal with it?"
"He Li Er can make a lot of paper, but... what about pen and ink? Since ancient times, ink has been necessary to use paper. Without pen and ink, what's the use of paper no matter how cheap it is?"
"No one can even think about studying without the nod from my family!"
Cui Baihe cursed bitterly, and then looked at Lu Changgeng with a half-smile.
Lu Changgeng's heart suddenly thumped.
Damn it, are you asking me to take action?
However, in a second thought, he also understood that this matter still had to be done by Fan Yanglu.
There is no other reason. The Cui family of Qinghe controls the world's paper mills, while the Lu family controls the world's pen and ink business!
As long as Lu nodded and shook his head, the price of pen and ink in the country would fluctuate violently.
Many second-level merchants would even buy and sell information about Fan Yang's family to judge changes in pen and ink prices and see whether the business was successful.
It can be imagined how influential it is, and only they, the Fan Yanglu family, were responsible for this strategy.
Lu Changgeng pondered for a moment.
This matter may seem like nothing, but for Fan Yang Lu, it is something that can be done with just a snap of a finger. But when this plan came out of Cui Baihe's mouth, it seemed a bit scary.
Your paper mill did the same thing before, but what happens now? Your Qinghe Cui's paper mill is almost closed.
With such a big blow coming, who do you think would dare to do this again?
I'm afraid I won't turn into the second Qinghe Cui family every minute.
But then again, more and more farmers in Guizhou began to study, take part in the imperial examination... get involved in official positions and get involved in the court.
This is something he must firmly oppose!
We must stop it at all costs. What does a mere risk mean? Besides...