Straight man of steel

Chapter 250 Hu Wusheng of the Gongyang School

The old man's pupils suddenly opened extremely huge.

You must know that there are dozens of times more characters in "Spring and Autumn" than in Zhang Yuan's poetry anthology.

If those tentacle monsters in later generations wanted to type all of them on the computer, it would take several hours for the entire 8000-odd words.

It takes even longer to copy with a pen.

What Zhang Yuan said was completely to arouse everyone's emotions. As expected, no one believed it at all, and soon some people began to mock Zhang Yuan.

"Doctor Qing is not afraid that the wind will flash his tongue. If you can copy hundreds of copies of "Spring and Autumn" a day by yourself, I will twist your head off and make wine for you."

What the person below said was a bit harsh, and Zhang Yuan almost didn't spit it out.

"Sir, your head looks like it's filled with water, doesn't it? If you use this head to make wine, you only need to poison people to death?

As I have already said, my method is called printing, not transcription. I am afraid that your ear can be cut off and eaten by yourself. "

The man was pushed back by Zhang Yuan, and his face turned red all of a sudden.

"You can only show the sharpness of your tongue, and you can say whatever you want with your mouth.

I also said that I can transcribe a thousand copies of "Spring and Autumn" in a day. Don't read it here, you can't believe this person's nonsense. "

The man left immediately after speaking, for fear that Zhang Yuan would mock him with something else.

Zhang Yuan really wanted to argue with this person, at worst, he would scold his mother directly, but he just left, making Zhang Yuan feel very uncomfortable because he couldn't utter a word.

Seeing that some of the people below actually began to scatter in all directions, the old man on the stage was not as interested as before, so Zhang Yuan coughed twice.

"Cough cough.

If you don't believe me, Zhang Yuan can prove it on the spot. "

Shouting like this had an immediate effect.

"Doctor Qing, you have to hurry up, we are still waiting to be on duty."

"Okay, everyone will know after a look."

With that said, Zhang Yuan walked to a printing table and began to operate it himself.

Put a piece of paper on top of the wood block, brush it with a brush, and then a song "Quiet Night Thoughts" was printed on it.

"Everyone is optimistic, this is a total of twenty characters."

Zhang Yuan raised it, and then handed it to a small worker to hold it up.

Then I changed to a blank piece of paper, took out the woodblock engraved with "Will Enter the Wine", put the paper on it and brushed it.

Zhang Yuan sneered and lifted the paper up.

"Let's take a look, at the same time, how many words are printed on this piece of paper?

Do you all think that I was just talking nonsense just now? "

Sure enough, a group of people began to look at the paper Zhang Yuan held up and started counting. Zhang Yuan could only breathe a sigh of relief at this moment.

Fortunately, when Lao Zhao was sculpting or writing by himself, he didn't divide it into two or three papers because there were too many words. If he wrote separately, the effect would not be so obvious.

"It's 170 six characters, and the piece of paper just now has only [-] characters.

What Doctor Qing said was indeed true, and such a quick-witted person came out of the big man.

The old man was really ashamed to compare Doctor Qing with Sima Xiangru.

Now it seems that Sima Xiangru is not even as good as Doctor Qing's little finger. "

"Yes yes yes, Doctor Qing is a great talent, and it is really a blessing for a big man to have Doctor Qing."

There was a lot of praise from below, and Zhang Yuan's face turned red from the praise.

However, Zhang Yuan also noticed that some people scattered and left after showing surprise on their faces.

Some went out of the city, and some went into the city.

Zhang Yuan knew that these were all spies from various families. Zhang Yuan made such a big commotion in Chang'an City today, but there were a lot of people watching the show in the dark.

At this time, the old man next to him, after being surprised, quickly pulled Zhang Yuan aside.

"Doctor Qing, the old man wants to have the cheek to ask Doctor Qing for a favor."

Zhang Yuan's expression softened, and he cupped his fists at the old man.

"It's a joke, I have never lived in Chang'an City for a long time, nor have I been involved in the affairs of the court.

I still don't know the name of the gentleman, dare to ask the name of the gentleman, and what is the official worship? "

The old man quickly lifted Zhang Yuan's arm and said with a smile.

"Doctor Qing is a young hero who doesn't know the name of this dying man, it's normal, there's no need to be like this.

The old man's name is Hu Wusheng, and he is currently a doctor of "Spring and Autumn". Speaking of Dr. Qing's doctorate, he is also in the same line as the old man. "

"Fuck."

Zhang Yuan burst out with swearing directly, but he didn't expect that the doctor of the Five Classics was caught directly by fishing.

"Doctor Qing, what the hell do you mean by this?"

"It's nothing interesting, it's just a word of admiration after hearing Mr.'s name for a long time and seeing him today."

To be honest, Zhang Yuan really doesn't know who Hu Wusheng is, but he just needs to know that he is one of the five classics doctors.

In any case, the five Ph.D.s established by Liu Che for the Five Classics are definitely the leaders of the entire Han Confucian school.

As for why the doctor of the "Spring and Autumn" is not Dong Zhongshu, Zhang Yuan also knows in his heart that the old guy is now the prime minister of the Jiangdu Kingdom.

"Oh, so that's the case. It seems that the old man is really old. What Doctor Qing said made me a little confused."

"The doctor just said that he wanted me to help you. I don't know what help?"

Seeing that Zhang Yuan took the initiative to mention this matter, Hu Wusheng turned around and saw that no one was eavesdropping, so he lowered his voice and said to Zhang Yuan.

"Doctor Qing, would you like to help me print a thousand copies of "Gongyang Spring and Autumn" written by our Gongyang School?"

The old man was indeed on the side with Dong Zhongshu, Zhang Yuan rolled his eyes and did not directly agree to Hu Wusheng, but asked him instead.

"Doctor, what is your relationship with Jiangdu State Minister Dong Zhongshu?"

"Oh, it's just the relationship between the old man and his senior brother.

When he was young, he studied with my teacher Gongyangshou, and then he returned to his hometown.

Speaking of which, he has been reused now, but I only want to promote the theory of our Ram faction, so the contact has gradually disappeared. "

Zhang Yuan nodded. To be honest, if Dong Zhongshu was in Chang'an now, Zhang Yuan's primary target would be Dong Zhongshu.

The second target is Gongsun Hong, but Gongsun Hong is not in Chang'an. The third target is Yuan Gusheng, and Yuan Gusheng's uncle is not in Chang'an either.

These are the only people Zhang Yuan of the Confucian school knows, and the rest know some but don't know whether those people are dead or alive now.

"Well, I can help you with this.

It's just that you also know that this paper is expensive to make, and it needs money to print it.

For your dream and to promote the theory of the Gongyang School, I am willing to spend half of it to help you print the thousand copies of "Rongyang Spring and Autumn".

But the other half, hundreds of people in my family are also waiting to eat. I can't let them go hungry just to help you. "

Hu Wusheng's face was not very good-looking when he heard about money.

(End of this chapter)