Datang: I played synthesis in Zhenguan

The first year of Zhenguan, April [-]th
The East and West cities are extremely lively, but today a store in each of the two cities opened.

"Rain Bamboo Study? What kind of place is this?"

Scholars passing by were attracted by the characters on the plaque in the study. The characters are clean and smooth, and they look like Wang Xizhi's running script.

It's just that Wang Xizhi has passed away long ago. Who could be the person who can write such good characters?

Everyone walked into the shop with doubts and curiosity, but not long after, the group of scholars came out shaking their heads.

"Unlucky, it's just a place that sells gossip books, I missed this good word for nothing"

After cursing, he rolled up the book in his hand and tucked it deep into his sleeves. There were also some rich kids who didn't like to read articles, but could read through some words. When they went inside, they found that there were picture books for sale.

I randomly bought a whole set and went home happily.

In Caiguo's mansion, Du Gou was studying with a copy of "Sword Immortal", reading it very seriously, and suddenly forgot that his father Du Ruhui had come down to his side.

Du Ruhui had another big quarrel with Wei Zheng in the Tai Chi Hall today, and they were still fighting over the Turkic captives. His Majesty seemed to have a plan in mind, and he watched the courtiers arguing back and forth, with a mysterious smile on his face, which made Du Ruhui I feel a little uncertain about His Majesty's mind.

When he was worried, he came home and saw that his son Du Gou was not on duty, but was studying, and the worries disappeared immediately. How could he not be relieved that his son is so motivated.

He walked over slowly to see what books his son was reading, and he was so obsessed with it that he didn't even notice it when he came.

Standing behind Du Ruhui, he only saw that the book said
"This seems to be a long reincarnation. The ancestor of the Luo family came to fight you with the guns of the city."

Du Ruhui looked further down, only to find that this book is not a classic and historical book, but a very vernacular novel, and his son read it with great interest.

I thought he was working hard, but he was just having fun, and the anger that had just dissipated suddenly re-condensed and was several times stronger than before.

He took the book out of Du Gou's hand and threw it on the ground.

When Du Gou found out that the book had been taken away, he got up and scolded him, but when he found out that it was his own father, he immediately shrank back.

"Go, go to the ancestral hall and reflect, don't read idle books at home in the future"

Du Ruhui's patriarch's style of work has long been ingrained, Du Gou ran away in fright, and Du Ruhui didn't realize until Du Gou ran away, now that it's difficult to print, how could anyone pay to print such an idle book.

He picked up the book again and looked at it carefully. The printing of this book is exquisite, which has never been seen in the world. The ink is clear, and the handwriting in the book is very vivid. If Ouyang Xun is not old, he will think that this book is Ouyang Xun It's written.

After reading the handwriting on the package, Du Ruhui sat down, picked up the book and read it.

"Reckless, such precious paper is used to print some useless books"

He was reading while talking, and before he knew it, he had finished reading the book. He raised his head in a panic, and the sun was setting.

What?It's been a whole day?
He actually sat at home and read a book all day without even noticing the passage of time. This book is evil.

Du Gou looked at the ancestral tablet in the ancestral hall, but he was still thinking about the story of the sword fairy in the book.

"No, this kind of evil thing appears, we must not let it destroy Chang'an scholars, I'm going to stop him"

Du Ruhui hurriedly asked his son where he bought the book
"In the east and west cities, there is a Yuzhu study in each, which not only sells books, but also sells picture books, but the picture books are a little more expensive."

Du Gou said it all at once, he also went to the study in the morning and saw the handwriting of this book is very beautiful, at first it was intended to be used for calligraphy practice, but he became addicted to reading it.

"Rain Bamboo?"

"Liao Yuzhu?"

Du Ruhui immediately thought of the meaning of the name of this study, isn't this the name of Liao Meiren who was redeemed by Zheng Renjing?

It seems that this book has something to do with Zheng Renjing. No, he has to go to His Majesty so Zheng Renjing can't use his energy on such trivial matters. Since such exquisite books can be printed, why not print some classics for scholars to learn from?
On the other side, in Duke Xing's mansion, Fang Xuanling watched his wife buy back the "Sword Immortal" comic book, and was speechless for a while.

He saw that clear black and white comics were printed on such fine paper, and even every line of the painting could be seen very clearly. Such a miraculous printing technique was actually used to print picture books.

Fang Xuanling saw that his heart ached and his liver trembled with anger. This person could clearly print some practical things, but he couldn't. He wanted to print some useless paintings. Could it be that his brain is sick.

He took the painting book, opened it and saw under the painting, signed by the artist, Yan Liben.

"What a lord, what a Yan Liben, who is not doing his job properly. I will join you tomorrow."

Fang Xuanling still doesn't know who owns the study and who has such exquisite printing technology, but Yan Liben can make a decision and start with him first.

Yan Liben was in the farm, receiving the published "Sword Immortal" manga, holding it in his hand, with tears in his eyes.

"It's over, my career is coming to an end"

The moment Yan Liben saw the signature, he knew something serious was going on, and he didn't expect that Zheng Renjing could print the comics exactly.

Now Quan Chang'an knew that he was drawing manga, not doing his job properly, and still drawing so beautifully, it is very likely that he will be ginseng in court tomorrow.

But Zheng Renjing was sitting in the room, listening to Changle's mother and daughter report today's study revenue.

"Today sold [-] sets of comics and [-] sets of novels"

He nodded. The sales of novels were lower than that of comics, which was expected, because some people were not literate, but they were willing to pay for such novel paintings.

"You're looking for someone who speaks clearly and is interesting. What are you going to use it for?"

The queen didn't understand what Zheng Renjing wanted to use hundreds of articulate people for?

"Oh, those people are the storytellers I invited. In the future, Datang's entertainment will have a new look."

"The Guankou I handed out let them practice hard, and they will be of great use in the future"

Inside the farm, hundreds of people were facing the wall, with papers stuck to their mouths, and their saliva could not be sprayed on the papers while speaking.

The sound of loud and clear voices in the farm is endless

"Steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose, stewed pig, stewed duck, sauced chicken, bacon, pine flower, small belly, sauced meat, sausage, assorted crispy plate"

Reporting the names of the dishes in a loud voice made the girls in the farm very hungry.

In the palace, Du Ruhui's saliva splashed everywhere
"Your Majesty, this uncle is playing around. Don't allow it to develop. Let him publish some classics and history books first. I can contribute all the books in my family."

Li Shimin is expressionless, collecting books, hum~
Who in the world has many books by him, who can persuade him in this world.

As long as Zheng Renjing doesn't delay the plan of naturalizing the Turks, he will have to add bricks and tiles to whatever he wants to do. All the paper used in this study is contributed by him, and he will invest in shares in the future.

"Keming! Some things my uncle does have deep meaning, you have to learn to speculate"

Du Ruhui was stunned for a moment, His Majesty asked him to guess the deep meaning, there is still a deep meaning in this idle book.

"Go to the cave dwelling on the hillside of the farm, and you will know where Uncle's ambition lies."