Datang: Mother, I really have no private money

It was almost the same as what Fang Xuanling and others thought before.

Indeed, normal people really don't hide so many books. This book is really worthless in normal times, and there is absolutely no room for preservation and appreciation of value.

However, for Li Tai, this is just a matter of throwing it away.

When I was bored at the beginning, I made a movable type printing by myself, and then published these few books, and then threw them here casually, and never cared about them again.

Who knew that after a while, it would become like this.

"Yes!"

"understand!"

Li Junxian roared loudly.

Soon, Li Jing came down with a group of Zuo Wuwei troops.

Start shipping.

Li Shimin looked at the human dragon transporting the books, clenched his fists fiercely and hammered several times in the void.

Tomorrow morning, that group of people will definitely attack themselves and force the cancellation of the imperial examination.

But now that I have this batch of books, I can buy enough time, and then, in a short time, movable type printing will be able to print books, so that everything can be published continuously!

wonderful!

wonderful!

wonderful!

"go!"

"Auxiliary machine, Xuanling, Keming, follow me."

"This printing matter must be finalized quickly."

Li Shimin rolled up his sleeves and walked out in a hurry.

The matter of transporting the books has been sorted out, and the rest can be handed over to the army. The most urgent thing is to find craftsmen to work as soon as possible.

Soon, the four climbed out again.

Li Shimin rubbed his face vigorously with both hands.

"Xuanling, I will leave this matter to you. You go organize the manpower, and the auxiliary machine Keming, you can find a place where our printing factory can be located."

"call·········"

"It's not too late!"

Li Shimin ordered quickly.

"understand!"

"But Your Majesty, this map..."

Du Ruhui looked at the map on the table.

"Copy!!!"

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up!!!"

Li Shimin glared at him and roared.

"Hey hey..." Du Ruhui hurried over.

Fang Xuanling hurriedly brought candles.

It's getting late before you know it, and the sky is getting dark, but this is just the beginning.

"Hehehe... Your Majesty is so refreshed, it is completely different from the state under the pavilion before, there is a world of difference."

"It seems that stealing people's things is the easiest way to make people happy."

The old housekeeper said, and joked to Du Ruhui: "Master Du, don't worry, the young master doesn't know when he will come, don't worry."

When Li Shimin heard the words, he could only smile wryly.

grab?

He scratched his head and watched Zuo Wuwei's army deliver the books in batches, but he didn't know what to say.

really·········

It seems that he has borrowed too much from Wei Wangfu.

But, who told this thing to be so good.

"Cough cough cough... borrow, borrow, borrow." Li Shimin corrected.

"Yes, I borrowed it. One day, I will pay it back." Changsun Wuji agreed.

"I'm afraid that when the time comes, His Majesty can only return with this position." The old housekeeper shook his head.

Li Shimin waved his hand: "Then we'll talk about it later."

"If you really can't afford it, how about giving it to King Wei."

"Besides, how much is this book worth?"

Li Shimin rubbed his nose.

"This time and that time."

"It's not worth much on weekdays, but now, it's like gold."

The old butler replied,

"Why, we father and son are doing business, and he can still take the opportunity to make money from me? Old housekeeper, this is impossible, isn't it?" Li Shimin moved out of the father-son relationship.

The old butler was speechless.

Smile.

Your Majesty, sometimes he is quite poor-mouthed.

In this way, there is one sentence and each sentence chatting.

"Your Majesty, it's done!"

Finally, Du Ruhui put down the pen in his hand, blew on the rice paper in his hand, and showed it to Li Shimin.

　 　Li Shimin compared.

Although some lines look awkward, the general situation is the same.

It also looks clear at a glance, very clear.

Du Ruhui really used all his might.

He is good at calligraphy, but the skills of calligraphy and painting are not the same. Du Ruhui has not reached the level of proficiency in mastering various lines.

It is not easy to copy like this.

"Good good!"

"good."

"Hang up the map again, let's go!"

Li Shimin glanced at the completely dark sky in the yard, and knew that it was time to go back.

Before leaving, Li Shimin also ordered the soldiers of Zuo Wuwei to bring a message to the cave, saying that Li Junxian should go to Fengyi Palace to meet him.

After everything was done, Li Shimin hurried away with his eldest grandson Wuji and the others.

Tomorrow morning, another bloodless battle!

But...with these books and the money from King Wei's private house, I, why not be afraid!

Even Li Shimin was looking forward to arriving early in the morning.

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Changan.

In front of Jingzhao Mansion.

The number of people has been much, much smaller than that during the day, and there are only a group of poor scholars who really want to take the road of imperial examinations.

However, there are still many people.

During the day, apart from them, there are ordinary people who feel angry.

But it was late at night, and most of the people still chose to go home. There was no way, they had their own things to do, and they would have to live a difficult life tomorrow, so they couldn't waste all their time here.

After all, these common people do not make a living by reading, or they do not make a living by reading for the time being.

But these scholars are not. At this moment, they are almost making a living by reading.

Reading is a part of their life.

They can still hold on and don't want to give up.

The door of Jingzhao Mansion is still open.

But, what's the use of opening it?

The crowd sat quietly in front of the gate of Jingzhao Mansion. They were also tired, and they had no strength to shout and ask again. They could only use this method to stubbornly express their attitude!

"How to do."

"It seems that the government has nothing to do."

"Can we just give up like this?"

"Without books, how can you take the imperial examination? Isn't this imperial examination going to be a joke?"

"Have you heard? Tomorrow morning, His Majesty may cancel the imperial examination. Huh... this time, the family finally won."

"The imperial court... has no choice but to blame His Majesty, you and I know the strength of the family."

"It's just that I didn't expect that since the fall of the previous dynasty, the family has prepared so well. Hehehe... They really don't give us a little way of life."

"They're scared."

"Yeah, they are afraid, but because they are afraid, we really have no chance at all, hey..."

In a low voice, the poor family scholars sat at the door, talking with a depressed expression.

After the excitement at the beginning, then the clan's blow to the head, and then the imperial court's powerlessness, they have exhausted all their strength.

no solution anymore.

What can they do?

Apart from knowing a few words, I have no strength to restrain the chicken at all. Apart from being able to bark a few times here, I can't do any action at all.

It seems that there is really no way out.

A useless scholar.

The old saying is true.

Perhaps the common people are not worthy of reading.

Among the crowd, a young man simply lay down on the ground, staring at the stars in the sky, lost in thought.

"Bin Wang, what will we do tomorrow?" A companion nearby asked in a low voice.

"Tomorrow? Hehehe... Tomorrow, I will continue to raise horses." The young man laughed at himself: "We are really stupid in studying, today, let's treat it as a dream."

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Imperial City.

When Li Shimin dared to walk in.

Empress Changsun, who had been waiting so hard, came up to her.

"Your Majesty, you went there, and you didn't send someone to report."

"I'm worried about dying, do you know?"

Empress Changsun punched Li Shimin in the chest.

she worried.