After Jia Heng finished speaking, he remained silent.
He was not a pedantic person, but it was inappropriate to go back on his promise after he had already agreed, but it did not mean that he would refuse to discuss the matter with Hanmozhai again with a written manuscript.
If the other party is reasonable and re-negotiates the price, everyone will be happy.
If the other party refuses and insists on fulfilling the promise, he will still...fulfill the promise, but there will be no chance of cooperation in the future.
Moreover, fame and fortune are always closely associated with each other. Once a book is published in the world, its reputation becomes famous, and its promise is widely spread, then a new book will be written...
On the contrary, once a promise is broken, it is easy to be ridiculed by the current discussion.
Song Yuan frowned and said: "This...Zi Yu, even if he can negotiate again and raise the price, it will not be as good as the prison square engraving, which can monopolize 80% of the profit."
Jia Heng said: "Thank you, sir, for thinking about me. I just want to talk to Hanmozhai first before making any calculations."
Song Yuan was also thinking about him and was worried that he would suffer a loss. At this time, he had to act upright and awe-inspiring, and say what a gentleman says and promises a thousand pieces of gold.
Otherwise, it would be too low of emotional intelligence.
Seeing this, Han Hui had a strange look in his eyes, and he muttered: "Zi Yu, there may not be a way to have both ends of the matter."
At noon, when he saw Mr. Song, he said that Jia Ziyu had the ability to manage things. He was about to ask him about it later, but he didn't want to hear about it again before he asked him.
Jia Heng and Song Yuan both looked at him in surprise.
Han Hui said: "If Ziyu wants to talk, just talk to the people behind Hanmo Studio."
Yu Zhen's eyes moved slightly, his brows furrowed, and he said: "The master behind Hanmo Studio? That noble man is not easy to deal with. Besides, who would care about such a trivial matter with his status?"
Han Hui said: "I don't know if I will ask, but at least give it a try."
Song Yuan looked confused and asked curiously: "Zisheng, Wendu, what are you two talking about?"
He has been in Shenjing for more than ten years and knows that the owner behind Hanmo Zhai has strong financial resources, but the two of them kept it secret and said that the noble person could be a prince or princess.
If this is the case, no wonder there is no liquidated damages.
Jia Heng frowned and turned his questioning gaze to Han Hui.
Han Hui said: "The person behind Hanmo Studio is my eldest princess, Your Highness Jinyang."
Jia Heng just frowned, and the history was mottled. The eldest princess of the Han Dynasty always reminded him of Liu whoring. Generally speaking, titles like eldest princess are often associated with words such as arrogance and domineering in history books.
Hmm...and the face.
Han Hui explained: "This princess is the emperor's sister. She was famous for her poetry and prose before she opened her palace. Later, she was granted a marriage by the Supreme Emperor and was betrothed to Li Zhi, the former prince-in-law.
Not long after, the Prince Consort passed away, and now he had a daughter, Princess Qinghe, under his knees. This princess often dressed up as a man, socialized with Hanyuan Ci ministers and celebrities in the capital, talked about poetry, and had a harsh temperament... Some people said that she was harsh.
Duan Ning is a little more mature, and he is also said to be heroic and majestic, but because he is a man of one side and does not know the person, his style evaluation cannot be accurate."
When Jia Heng heard this, his face looked gloomy, and he was thinking in his heart, this widow who is unemployed but has a wide circle of friends, could it be that she is... peaceful and happy?
Han Hui said with a smile: "However, one thing about this His Highness is that he is well-known and well-known. He is the most elegant scholar. Anyone with beautiful literary talent often comes to see him through the screen when he submits letters. We talk about poetry, and even more about poverty-stricken poems.
As a gift of silver, in consideration of Ziyu’s literary talent, if I can send him a letter and visit him, I should be able to meet him."
He was the son of the second minister of the cabinet, and he was considered a layman and was rejected. This widowed eldest princess had a really eccentric temperament.
Jia Heng thought for a while and said: "Write out the next fifteen episodes together, and then bring the manuscript with you to discuss this matter."
Han Hui didn't know that he had met a few Tianhuang nobles from Chen Han by chance the day before yesterday. How should I put it, their impressions were good or bad.
Han Hui said seriously: "Zi Yu, if you want to visit the eldest princess to renegotiate the price, you need to do it as soon as possible. I think three or five visits will be enough to show Zi Yu's writing skills. If the eldest princess changes her mind, she can relieve the constraints of the contract as soon as possible."
Yu Zhen frowned and said: "As soon as the fifteen chapters come out, Hanmo Studio can print engravings. If it sells well in the world, there is no guarantee that the shopkeeper of Hanmo Studio will not be tempted by the profit and stir up trouble. If there are three or five chapters like this, there is no way that Hanmo Studio will see his son."
It is unknown whether Yu Deng will renegotiate the contract with the eldest princess and take the initiative to terminate the contract."
Obviously Yu Zhen was in favor of Song Yuan's method and hoped that Hanmo Studio would take the initiative to terminate the contract.
As for Han Hui, he tried not to offend the eldest princess.
Jia Heng pondered for a moment and said, "Then I'll write two more chapters. I'll do it the day after tomorrow."
After settling the matter, Han Hui smiled and said, "I heard from Mr. Song earlier that Ziyu came up with a way to search the bibliography for the pavilion?"
Jia Heng nodded and said: "I made some wooden signs for retrieving bibliographies to make it easier for the supervisors in the pavilion to check books. I call them Sinan's book search."
In this era, the compass was called Sinan.
Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Song Yuan smiled and said: "This name is perfect."
Han Hui smiled and praised: "It's really a good idea. I wonder where you are now?"
Jia Heng said: "The wooden plaques are still being made. We only have the written content on jute paper."
Saying that, he took it out of the cabinet.
Han Hui and Yu Zhen took it over to take a look. Yu Zhen smiled and said: "Zi Yu is like a cone in a bag, and you can see the end immediately."
Han Hui also nodded frequently, looking up at the unfazed young man, feeling uncertain.
After that, the two of them sat in the pavilion for a while before saying goodbye and leaving.
Jia Heng spent the past two days in the pavilion asking Song Yuan about the incomprehensible annotations of the scriptures. Time passed by in this way, and it was evening.
As promised last night, Jia Heng rode Song Yuan's carriage and went with him to his house as a guest.
Mr. Song was not a native of Jingzhao. He was originally from Datong, Shanxi, and his family was well-off. He was elected in the middle of his twenties and went to Beijing to take the exam. He failed that year and was stranded in Beijing. After that, he failed every time.
Twelve years have passed by now.
During this period, he also bought a house and farmland in Beijing, married the daughter of an old Hanlin, and now has a son and a daughter.
When we arrived at the Song family's house, the food and wine had been prepared in the main hall, and the guests and hosts were seated, until they were slightly drunk.
Song Yuan raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp, and said with a smile: "Since I was in prison, I have met many young and talented people, but when I was in prison, I only saw that Ziyu is different from others."
Jia Heng put down the wine cup and said with a smile: "Sir, what you said...maybe I have no fame, I am just a white man, and what you see is either filial and honest, or a tribute supervisor, so it is refreshing and unknown."
Song Yuan smiled, obviously a little drunk, and said with shining eyes: "Although he is a white man, he has an acquaintance with Mr. Ci Fu, and there is no condescension, but because of Wendu..."
"Sir, you are drunk." Jia Heng smiled, held down Song Yuan's arm, and stopped Song Yuan's words.
Even though it’s just gossip after drinking, you shouldn’t judge others lightly.
Of course, Jia Heng couldn't guess what Song Yuan wanted to say next.
No matter whether it is to say that Yu Zhen is scornful to please Han Hui, or that it is because his father is a prominent official that Yu Zhen can have a calm relationship with him, such words are not pleasant to hear and difficult to accept.
However, from the past few days, he could actually see something about the temperaments of Han and Yu. Of course, Han Hui was the dominant one.
But Han Hui is a person from an aristocratic family in dealing with people. To put it bluntly, he is very utilitarian and will evaluate a person's value and give him a different attitude.
From the fact that Song Yuan didn't know who the owner behind Han Mo Zhai was just now, we can imagine the difference in Han Hui's attitudes towards him and Song Yuan.
Of course, there is nothing wrong with relationships between people, including closeness and distance.
Song Yuan had not been ranked first for more than ten years, and it was understandable that he was depressed. It was just that he did not show it on weekdays.
As for Yu Zhen, did he show his contempt for Song Yuan in his daily life? Or is Song Yuan sensitive and suspicious? It is unknown and needs to be observed.
Jia Heng's mind was spinning, and these thoughts flashed through his heart one by one.
This is human connection, it’s complicated.
Song Yuan also woke up at this time, and there was a hint of strangeness on his slightly red cheeks after drinking. He smiled to himself, and his eyes were somewhat sincere, and he said: "Zi Yu is young and mature, and he is well-versed in human nature. Given time, his future is limitless."
Jia Heng raised his glass and said: "I accept Sir's auspicious words. It's just the second county examination, so I have to trouble Sir."