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Chapter 509: Book and Paper Pillow Detective

How much is the value of knowledge? No one knows! In the Han Dynasty, every book was valuable. Liu Zhang’s first batch of papers and books were not used for reform and education, but were shipped to Bajun. Mi Zhu planned to use this batch of poor quality

Paper and books made a lot of money, but he didn't expect that the first people who came to buy books and paper turned out to be aristocratic families in Shu! However, these aristocratic families soon got Liu Zhang's information, and naturally gave up the idea of ​​buying books and paper.

, otherwise Mi Zhu will definitely be scolded in a few months!

Jiangdong, Moling

There was a meeting in the meeting hall of Wuhou Mansion. Lu Su, who had not arrived for a long time, suddenly rushed into the hall and saw Lu Su in a hurry. Sun Quan frowned and asked: "Zijing, what happened?"

"My lord, Liu Zhang carried out reforms in Chang'an, abolished all the three ministers and nine ministers, and created twelve departments!" Lu Su held the information anxiously, but Sun Quan didn't care.

"Reforms are just changing the soup without changing the medicine. Zijing need not be excited!" Zhang Zhao was not optimistic about Liu Zhang. In the Han Dynasty, the trend of restoring rituals was very popular, and Liu Zhang came up with something that no one had ever seen before. Naturally, Zhang Zhao was not optimistic about Liu Zhang.

No one is optimistic. People are always full of rejection and hostility towards things that are unknown or incomprehensible!

"My lord, has Liu Zhang ever done something without any basis?" Seeing that everyone despised Liu Zhang, Lu Su gritted his teeth and took out a stack of paper from his arms and said, "Look at something like this again!"

"This is... paper?" Everyone's eyes froze, and some so-called great Confucians and scribes were already showing enthusiasm. Although the Han people had made paper during the Western Han Dynasty, the paper was not only expensive, but also impractical, even if Cai Lun improved it.

Paper is not as good as cloth, so most Han people like to use cloth. But the paper in Lu Su's hand is obviously different from Cai Hou's paper. Not only does it look much whiter, but it also seems to be very soft.

"Exactly!" Lu Su distributed the paper to everyone and put the rest on Sun Quan's case. Sun Quan picked up the paper in front of him and read it again, feeling a little confused.

"Zijing, where did these papers come from?" Holding the paper, Zhang Zhao's face was full of excitement. Nothing can attract the attention of scribes more than paper!

"Alas..." Lu Su sighed and said, "This kind of paper has been sold like crazy in Wuling, and the price is comparable to cloth!"

"Wuling?" Zhang Zhao frowned and said, "I haven't heard from the prefect of Wuling. Don't they want to pay taxes?"

Lu Su smiled bitterly and said: "Of course Wuling Prefect will not mention it, because the person selling the paper is Liu Zhang! It is said that these papers are sold by the Mi family and are only traded in Fuguan, and they can only be exchanged for grain!"

"What?" Sun Quan exclaimed in shock: "Liu Zhang exchanged paper for food, isn't he trying to dig up our roots? Send an order to prohibit the people of Jiangdong from buying this kind of paper!"

"Impossible!" Zhang Zhao poured a basin of cold water on Sun Quan's head. He smiled bitterly and said: "My lord, when I see this kind of paper, even I want to buy it. How can those wealthy families resist the temptation! If you forcefully stop it, it will definitely be counterproductive!

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"Then what should we do?" Sun Quan slapped the table and said, "Are we going to let Liu Zhang earn money and food from our Jiangdong like this?"

"Alas..." Zhang Zhao sighed, he really had no choice!

"My lord, why don't we increase taxes on this kind of paper? If the cost goes up, no one will buy it?" Xue Zong rolled his eyes, and a vicious plan came to his mind.

"Do you want my lord to lose his heart?" Zhang Hong saw through the omissions in this strategy at a glance. He said solemnly: "It's better to block it than to evade it. Lord, why not send someone to take back all the paper Liu Zhang sold, and then sell it at a higher price! This kind of paper

It would probably be very difficult for Liu Zhang to produce such a good product. As long as he has no time to produce it, we won’t worry about him absorbing Jiangdong’s money and food!”

"This is a wonderful strategy!" Sun Quan said with great joy: "According to Zigang's wishes, this kind of paper can only be bought and sold by the government! Since Liu Zhang wants to make money and food, I will let him make money, and whoever buys his paper will suffer misfortune."

!”

"Lord, paper is still a trivial matter. I have another thing here, which also came from Wuling!" Lu Su reached out and took out two books from his sleeves and handed them to Sun Quan. They were the printed and thread-bound "The Analects of Confucius"

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"This...is a book?" Sun Quan held two Analects of Confucius. His hands were already trembling as he read the silk books and bamboo slips for so many years. No wonder he lost his composure when he first saw the paper books.

"Yes!" Lu Su said: "These books are sold at the foot of Fuguan for ten thousand yuan each. Jiangdong aristocratic families flock to them. It is said that more than ten thousand copies have been sold, but the number of people buying them has not decreased!"

"Ten thousand yuan per book, more than ten thousand yuan is 100 million yuan?" Sun Quan's heart was bleeding. Hearing that Jiangdong had lost so much money and food, his eyes were red!

"Exactly!" Lu Su said; "Lord, money is still a small matter, look at the paper and content of these books!"

"Huh?" Sun Quan was a little distracted when he saw the thread-bound book. He had not yet read the content in the book. When he opened the book, Sun Quan asked: "Isn't this the paper Liu Zhang sold and the ordinary "The Analects of Confucius"?"

"Lord, look carefully at the handwriting in the two books!" Lu Su smiled bitterly and shook his head. When someone gave these two books, his heart was a little cold.

"This..." Sun Quan compared the handwriting of the two books and said in shock: "The handwriting is the same, which means that these books are not handwritten copies! Zijing, what is going on!"

"I don't know, these things seem to have appeared overnight!" Lu Su shrugged, not to mention that he did not have an intelligence system in his hands. Even if he did, it would be difficult to gain a foothold under Liu Zhang's rule!

"Don't know?" Sun Quan stood up, walked around anxiously and said, "Check! I want to know what happened to these papers and books. I can't let Liu Zhang make money and food from my government anymore!"

"Lord, we have no spies under Liu Zhang's rule, let alone Chang'an!" Since the murder of Sun Ce, Lu Meng has completely become Sun Quan's confidant. He has mastered Jiangdong's intelligence system, but no one in the intelligence system can mess with it.

Even if you sneak in to Chang'an, you won't be able to send the information back because the passes outside Chang'an are very strictly investigated, and several spies were discovered at the passes!

"There are no spies?" Sun Quan said angrily: "Yuan Shao can send people to assassinate Cai Yan, but we in Jiangdong can't even deliver the news. Am I not wise enough, or are you too useless?"

"My subordinate is incompetent, please calm down my lord!" Lu Meng quickly knelt on the ground, the cold sweat on his back wetting his clothes!

"Lord, maybe you can contact the young lady!" Bu Zhi said, twirling his beard: "I heard that the young lady is pregnant, and Liu Zhang loves him very much. Even if he is discovered, Liu Zhang will not do anything to her!

"

"The relationship between my little sister and me has always been cold, and she won't listen to me!" Sun Quan shook his head. He thought of Sun Shangxiang's eyes when he got married, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart!

"You won't listen to what Mrs. Sun says. What about Mrs. Sun's words?" Bu Zhi said with squinted eyes. "I don't believe it if you write a letter to Miss Sun in Mrs. Sun's tone. She even refused Mrs. Sun's orders!"

"This..." Sun Quan hesitated a little, but he was always a ruthless person. He only hesitated for a moment and then smiled: "What Zishan said is true, but my mother will never write to my little sister. What should I do?

"

"This is easy!" Bu Zhi said: "I know a master who is good at imitating handwriting. As long as the master gets the old lady's handwriting, I can let him imitate it, and even people close to him will not be able to recognize it!"

"Okay, I'm going to get my mother's handwriting now. You go call someone and we'll get started soon. The sooner the better!" After Sun Quan finished speaking, he immediately stood up and walked to the back house, while Bu Zhi called the little boy.

School, ask that friend who is good at imitating handwriting

Isn't it easy for a son to get his mother's handwriting? Within half a quarter of an hour, Sun Quan returned with a letter with a smile. This letter was written by Mrs. Sun to Sun Shangxiang! However, Mrs. Sun would never have expected that.

The act of missing his daughter gave his son an opportunity!

After getting the handwriting, Bu Zhao's friends also came. According to Mrs. Sun's tone, Sun Quan compiled a letter and sent it to Chang'an! At the same time, before the paper and the book were clear, he ordered the Jiangdong family not to buy any more.

Otherwise, it would be dismissed as collaboration with the enemy. With these few days of sales, Liu Zhang had not only recouped his money, but also made a huge profit. Since there was less business in Jiangdong, Mi Zhu took the books and paper to Shangyong and Xincheng to sell them. Cao Cao's subordinates

Rich families also flocked to it, especially the Cai family and the Kuai family in Jingzhou. They didn’t know how much they bought.

Shouchun, Prime Minister's Mansion

When the Jingzhou family bought books and paper, they first thought of Cao Cao and hurriedly sent these things to Shouchun. But Cao Cao was shocked when he saw these things and quickly gathered everyone to discuss countermeasures. Looking at the paper and books on the case, Cao Cao

The counselors under his command all showed solemn expressions!

"Gentlemen, you can see the benefits of these things, what should we do?" Cao Cao understood that the spread of books and papers would certainly not be stopped, but he did not want Liu Zhang to make away with his own money and food!

"This is an easy matter!" Sima Yi said with a smile: "Liu Zhang made it, we will make it too, who is afraid of whom?"

"But we won't do it!" Cao Cao frowned, feeling quite unhappy.

"Prime Minister, you don't know how to steal!" Sima Yi said with a smile: "Send people to sneak into Chang'an and steal the manufacturing methods of paper and books. As long as we learn how to make paper and books, are we afraid that we will not be able to defeat Liu Zhang?"

"It's easy to say, if you can sneak into Chang'an, why will you still have a headache?" Looking at Sima Yi's smiling face, Cao Cao had the urge to beat him!

"Prime Minister, your people have already sneaked into Chang'an, why send another spy!" Sima Yi knew Cao Cao very well, and he didn't care much about the displeasure on Cao Cao's face.

"You mean Hua'er?" Cao Cao turned around and looked at the roof of the tent. He was a little hesitant. He gave his daughter to Liu Zhang. He already felt guilty about using his daughter again. He really couldn't lose his face. What's more, spying on the military situation was

The spy, if Liu Zhang finds out, he will definitely not let Cao Hua go!

"Prime Minister, you don't have to worry about Miss!" Sima Yi saw Cao Cao's thoughts and smiled: "It is reported that Miss is pregnant. Even if she is discovered, there will be no danger!"

"Really?" Cao Cao's brows widened and he smiled and said, "Zhongda, I'll leave this matter to you!"

"I am determined to live up to the high expectations of the Prime Minister, and I also ask you to write a handwritten letter..." Sima Yi bowed and saluted, with an imperceptible smile flashing in his eyes...


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