Fang Guang glanced across the warehouse full of things, and saw Ma Liang's big eyes under his white eyebrows in front of him, glaring like bells, and he couldn't help but feel secretly happy in his heart.
"How can one portion be enough? Today is the day when I will make a full warehouse and print with letterpress printing, and place it in front of the people of the world!"
"Shi Gong, you print hundreds or thousands of copies of Ma Liang's recitation of Wu Zi's Art of War. As of today, everyone, whether it's the generals or soldiers, will have one copy!"
"A thousand copies is not enough, just ten thousand copies. Don't let others know what happened today and think that our Datong printing press cannot print so many copies!"
Fang Guang was so energetic that he danced with one hand. Shi Tao behind him understood and ordered the craftsmen to start printing on a large scale.
There were more than one set of traps prepared by Shi Tao, and this year's Mancanglu teaching materials had already been printed.
I only appeared in front of the world today to build momentum for the governor of Kyushu by selling books!
Three sets of traps were activated at the same time, and all he could see was ink splattering inside the house, and the smell of bamboo was fragrant. Inside the house, Cai Yan looked at the bustle in the front yard from the crack of the window. The beauty glanced at it, and in front of her husband, the man with white eyebrows was full of surprise.
, looking at the proud Wu Zi's Art of War, the paper was passed to the farmers, fishermen, woodcutter, traders and foot soldiers, with a look of despair on their faces, covering their mouths, and the smile on their faces could not be stopped no matter what.
More than three thousand pieces of paper were printed properly in just one hour. The people around Canglu, whether they knew how to read or not, held the printed version of Wu Zi's Art of War in their hands and felt as if they had become literati and poets.
"I admire your master's talent, Ma Liang. May I ask you, sir, if you can take a look at the warehouse full of books? When I was in Jingzhou, I heard Kong Ming say that since the beginning of time, there is no one with more sophisticated knowledge than Mr. Ming!"
Ma Liang saw the sharpness of printing. His voice became lower and lower, and his back became more and more curved. In front of Fang Guang, he looked like a student.
"The Kong Ming you are talking about is Wolong, right? I left Yuan Zhi, and he is Zhuge Liang's good friend!"
"Come, you want to see my warehouse full of academics, but you can go to the inner house and have a look. Come with Zijing. A hero who regards a warehouse full of grain and rice as if it is nothing should be acquainted with him~!"
"Zijing has a good physique. At first glance, he looks like a military general. By the way, I don't know how Zijing thinks of Guan Yunchang. Isn't he a little mentally disturbed?"
When Dongjun was growing, Fang Guang was short of people. The more he looked at Ma Liang, the more Lu Su liked him. He told Shi Tao behind him a few words and couldn't help but hold their hands and leave like an inner house.
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The two of them were overjoyed to see how friendly the county governor was. They followed Fang Guang into the inner house and met his wife Cai Yan.
Ma Liang sat upright, waiting for the maid to serve tea. He looked at the bamboo paper book titled Journey to the West on the wooden table in front of him, and couldn't help but feel curious.
He thought this was Fang Guang's Journey to Longxi, which contained great truths of the Mancang lineage, so he couldn't help but pick up the book and read it.
After just flipping through one page, this young man, who was famous as a talented scholar in Xiangyang, was so frightened that he dropped the Journey to the West book in his hand to the ground.
The pages of the book in his hand are full of words about gods and monsters, and the illustrations drawn by the talented girl Cai Yan in boredom show that they are ghosts with green faces and fangs.
Ma Liang was somewhat afraid of Fang Guang. When he saw such a strange book, he thought it was a strange book written by Puppet Ghost, a cultivator of the Yellow Turban Army.
"Yeah!" he shouted in public. This time, his face was a bit whiter than his eyebrows.
North of Xuzhou, the land of Jianghuai and Guangling, Ma Liang was suspicious and thought that Fang Guang was going to train himself.
From Liu Bei's military camp in Xuzhou, there was also a sound of "Ah!" and the sound of something falling.
Ah, it was the sound that Liu Xuande made when he saw the ashamed faces of Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun in front of him.
It was Mi Zhu who fell down with a blunt object. When he heard that Xiapi and Xuzhou had fallen together, his sister fell into the hands of Lu Bu, and his family property was also confiscated by the Bingzhou army. He couldn't hold it in anymore and fainted directly in the military tent.
Big Er came with Guan Yu's entire army to meet the enemy Yuan Shu.
In Liu Bei's opinion, Yuan Shu is no match for the withered bones in the grave, Cao Cao cannot be defeated, Yuan Shao cannot be defeated, and even the Jianghuai Yellow Turban Army does not take this other lineage of the Fourth Generation and Three Dukes seriously.
With this piece of information, he actually yelled, "Since the year of Shu, I don't know if there is Liu Bei in the world!" This statement is not asking for a beating.
These words deeply hurt Da'er's self-esteem. Liu Bei believed that the three of his brothers were rarely well-armed and well-fed. Xuzhou was like the sun at eight or nine o'clock, full of vitality.
Fighting Yuan Shu is like searching a bag to retrieve something?
After getting Yuan Shu's armor and horse, I just turned around and beat Lu Bu again. If that doesn't work, I'll kill him, Chitu Ma, Zhang Liao and Diao Chan. I want them all. Isn't there a foundation for world hegemony?
He did not expect that although his second brother was brave enough to win the three armies, he would be held back by Yuan Shu's general Ji Ling.
Back then at Hulao Pass, it was the three brothers who defeated Lu Bu with more troops and won the title of "Three Heroes" in the battle against Lu Bu.
Now in Huai River, Ji Ling has secretly learned Big Ear's experience. As long as he faces Guan Yu in a one-on-one fight, Chen Lan and Lei Bo will definitely attack him side by side.
Three heroes fighting against Lu Bu became three bears carrying Guan Yu.
However, Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun did not come with the army, Guan Yu was restrained, Liu Beibing and Yuan Shu were evenly matched, and their combat power was firmly at the bottom of the group of heroes in the late Han Dynasty.
The two armies were fighting each other, and it was like novices pecking at each other. For a while, each other was victorious, and it was very anxious.
Liu Bei sometimes wanted to kill thieves side by side with his second brother just like he did at Hulao Pass, but he was newly married and was hollowed out by the thick-browed and big-eyed Mrs. Mi to fight, leaving him unable to catch him.
As he rode less, the fat on his thighs grew, making it impossible for Big Ear to exert its meager fighting power.
During the stalemate, bad news came from the rear. First, Sun Qian came to the camp with disheveled hair, saying that Xuzhou was lost and Lu Bu's 30,000 troops attacked the city. He was defeated and kicked Chen Gong several times before retreating and fleeing south.
Naturally, these words seemed to be putting money on his face. Chen Gong made money in Xuzhou and brought Wei Xu and Song Xian with only 2,000 people, but he defeated Sun Qian, the talkative one.
Sun Qian was afraid of being despised by Liu Bei, so he exaggerated Chen Gong's military power.
His bragging gave Liu Bei a glimmer of hope. Chen Gong led so many troops to attack Xuzhou. In Xiapi, where his family was, there were the main force left behind, as well as Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun, two fierce generals who worked hard for half their lives.
There is still a possibility of saving the savings.
From the time Sun Qian entered the camp to today, Liu Bei didn't sleep all night, and he just muttered, "My third brother, my fourth brother is invincible in the world, Lu Bu Pifur!"
Big Er tried his best to comfort himself. The first pot of gold was hard-earned, and Tao Qian was still carrying Tao Qian's life. Big Er was worried about gains and losses, and still lost his usual style. Look carefully, but overnight, there were a few more gray hairs on his temples.
Liu Bei decided that if the battle on the Huaihe River could no longer be fought, he should mobilize his troops and horses, retreat to Xiapi, and compete with Lu Bu for supremacy.
Unexpectedly, the army was about to break camp. Two fast horses, one black and one white, rushed into the camp from the north like flying.
A big man like a black bear, with a leopard head and eyes. Before the black horse could stop, he rolled off the horse, knelt down in front of Liu Bei, hugged Da Er's thigh and cried bitterly.