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Chapter 566 The pen is exchanged for the classics, great Confucianism!

"Are you all here to ask for pens?"

Hearing this, Li Xuan couldn't help but feel happy, but his face was still full of indifference.

He originally just wanted to use those pens to cause a conflict between those bastard boys and their Aye, so that they could experience the dangers of the human heart.

Unexpectedly, before they let those bastard boys go away, they had seduced these civil servants in this short period of time!

It’s also an unexpected surprise!

"Exactly!"

Kong Yingda looked nervous.

Li Xuan nodded slightly and continued speaking quietly.

"The pen can be given to you, but as the New Year is approaching, all the ink masters in the entire forge have gone to sleep, and it takes a lot of time to make a pen, so if you want to get the pen, it may take a month or two.

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"Please rest assured, Your Highness Prince Jin, we can afford to wait for such a short time!"

Hearing that Li Xuan agreed so easily, Kong Yingda, Yu Zhining and others couldn't help but be filled with surprise.

As for waiting a month or two, they didn't think it was that long, but they were still very happy.

They came here so early.

Otherwise, this time it will be like last time with the glasses, and those wealthy families will get the upper hand. If they want to get the pen, they will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse!

Afterwards, Kong Yingda quickly asked: "It's just that this kind of pen is so precious, I wonder what we need to pay for it?"

Li Xuan laughed directly.

This made Li Shimin, Li Chengqian and others subconsciously feel a chill on their backs!

The parties involved, Kong Yingda, Yu Zhining and others, were relieved, thinking that His Highness the King of Jin suddenly became kind.

"You are all great scholars of our time, and to ask you for something yellow and white, such as a fountain pen, a precious treasure of a scholar, is really an insult to you!"

After Li Xuan thought for a moment, he said directly: "Therefore, I will exchange some classics or masters with you!"

"Books and Master?"

Hearing this, Kong Yingda, Yu Zhining and others couldn't help but be stunned.

Immediately, his face was filled with joy.

Although His Highness the King of Jin is cruel, he does not want to see people from aristocratic families like them.

However, I still respect them as literati!

"May I ask His Highness the King of Jin, how do you exchange classics for pens? Master, how do you exchange them for pens?" Kong Yingda asked.

"You may have heard that the king built a school for the little boys in the village. Currently, there are more than 200 children studying in the school.

However, the teachers in the school are all ordinary teachers. After teaching diligently for a year, these teachers can only teach the young people how to read and write. As for more advanced knowledge, they cannot teach them!"

"There are two reasons for this. One is that there are not enough classics; the other is that there are no knowledgeable scholars!"

"Therefore, I would like to ask you to help these brats in the village to find some classics and find two knowledgeable scholars!

Don't worry, everyone. Although there are only more than 200 children studying in Zhuang Nei now. However, as the life in Zhuang Nei gets better and better, those farmers will definitely have more children again.

In the future, there is a high possibility that the school in the village will expand to include thousands of children studying together.

As for the reading talent of these children, you don't have to worry. Children are born with a blank sheet of paper. What they lack is a painter who is good at painting.

You great scholars are all highly skilled painters!"

"In addition, I wonder if you all know that pens are also divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower. Pens made entirely of gold are of the highest grade, just like this one;

The body of the pen is made of brass, and the nib is made of gold, which is medium grade;

The pen body and nib are all made of brass, which is of medium to low quality;

The pen body is made of fine steel and the nib is made of brass, which is inferior;

The pen body and nib are both made of fine steel, which is of the lowest quality..."

As Li Xuan spoke, Kong Yingda, Yu Zhining and others had shocked faces and opened their mouths slightly.

Not to mention anything else, in such a small village, there are more than 200 children attending school, which is far beyond their imagination.

In addition, there may be thousands of children in the future who need to be personally taught by the great scholars and draw pictures in their minds. This scene directly made Kong Yingda a little excited!

As for the three-level division of pens mentioned by Li Xuan, Kong Yingda, Yu Zhining and others automatically ignored them.

In any case, they must choose a medium or above pen.

Although they liked the pen made entirely of gold in the hands of His Highness King Jin, they were still a little worried that they would not be able to meet His Highness King Jin's requirements.

"May I ask His Highness King Jin, what are the requirements for a medium-sized fountain pen?"

Kong Yingda asked cautiously.

"A medium-sized fountain pen requires fifty classics, at least five of which are orphans, not originals; or a great scholar is needed.

Of course, every scholar who comes to Lijiazhuang to teach will be automatically assigned a small courtyard with three acres of land, a two-acre farmland, and a medium-sized fountain pen for free!"

Li Xuan said again: "As for the high-grade fountain pen, there are one hundred classics, of which at least ten are unique. They don't have to be originals. Or, just find two great scholars!"

"hiss……"

After listening, Li Chengqian and Li Shimin on the side couldn't help but subconsciously take a breath of air.

This time, Xuan Ba ​​(Uncle King of Jin) really opened his mouth like a lion.

Even Fang Xuanling, Changsun Wuji and others on the side were full of surprise.

In this era, the great Confucians are truly knowledgeable and profound Confucian scholars, without any water content.

And because Kong Yingda is the thirty-second generation grandson of Saint Confucius, he has been familiar with all kinds of classics since he was a child, and was personally taught by the great Confucian scholars, so now he dares to call himself a great Confucian.

Yu Zhining, Fang Xuanling and others on the side did not dare to call themselves great scholars!

"Very good. Please also ask His Highness the King of Jin to prepare a medium-sized fountain pen and a fine-grade fountain pen for me!" Kong Yingda said with a happy face.

"Don't worry, Mr. Kong County, you are the first person to ask for a pen, so I will be the first to give it to you!"

Li Xuan said.

"Thank you, His Highness King Jin!" Kong Yingda thanked him quickly.

"In addition, I wonder if Mr. Kong County has any other requests? As one of the first people to ask for pens from me, I can customize them for you for free. For example, I can engrave what you want on the pens.

Pictures, or words you want to engrave!"

Li Xuan continued to promote.

"Thank you so much, His Highness King Jin. Please also engrave on me a picture of my ancestors' lectures, and then engrave my name on it!"

Kong Yingda's face was full of joy.

Immediately, Yu Zhining, Xiao Yu and other ministers from aristocratic families on the side also hurriedly reported to Li Xuan.

"His Royal Highness King Jin, I need a medium-sized fountain pen! Engraved with my name on the pen!"

"His Royal Highness King Jin, I want a fine fountain pen..."

Even Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, and Du Ruhui also joined in the fun.

But Wei Zheng, a minister who came from a poor background, could only look depressed.

They must not be able to find all those classics.

As for the great Confucians, they don't even know a few great Confucians, and they don't have that much respect at all.

Suddenly, Wei Zheng felt someone pulling him quietly.

Seeing this, Wei Zheng couldn't help but be stunned and turned his head to look over.

Suddenly, his face became angry.

"You old guy..."

It was along the way that Cheng Zhijie, who had no choice but to follow Li Shimin and others, was dragging him secretly.




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