"If you can go to Ji State, you will move all the old and young families to live in peace. Yangdu’s old house, just keep the clan’s people attentive." Zhuge Xuan said this journey, and his heartfelt words: "Along the way, the customs and customs of Ji State, the food, clothing, housing and transportation are all yearning for. The Han Dynasty and Hu, Qiang, and the local accent is difficult to change but harmonious. You can see the whole leopard. The Han Dynasty is declining, and the government is becoming increasingly unchanged. The country and the country are entrusted to the people. The people are in chaos, and the heaven is about to change."

"What my second brother said was also thought of by my brother." Zhuge Gui then took the book beside the bed and handed it over: "Look at the seal of Ji Country."

Zhuge Xuan took it with both hands. The paper was grinding the glow, and the ink was fragrant. He carefully identified it, and then sighed: "I came up with Zhong Yao's small calligraphy and recorded the "Interpretation of Zuo Shi in the Spring and Autumn Period" by the Shuang Doctor of Ji Guofu Zishen. It is rare to have everything and can be called the best in the world."

Zhuge Gui also said: "This book was given by Su Xima. King Ji wrote: 'It is beneficial to open the book, and to review the old and learn the new'. I originally thought that all the authors and copying were famous, and they must be precious. But after asking, I found out that the book was ten volumes, worth a thousand cents. A volume of one volume is only a hundred coins. Almost every student in Ji country handed it."

"It's so cheap." Zhuge Xuan was shocked.

Zhuge Gui sighed: "It is said that this book is printed in "wood-printed". The first edition of 100,000 copies was printed in ten days and sold out in one day. Fu Qian and Zhong Yao each received a 5% 5% (5%). It is 500,000 yuan. The sizable edition fee is unheard of."

Zhuge Xuan then realized: "This move is comparable to the Xiping Stone Sutra. I expected that 100,000 books would be wrong. It would be a precedent for literati to 'publish books and support themselves'."

"That's right. One hundred thousand books will be printed in ten days. How lucky is the students in the world!" Zhuge Gui exclaimed: "We are sitting in a well to see the sky, and we stick to the rules. However, Ji State is 'if you are new every day, you are new every day, and you are new every day.' In less than ten years, everything you and I know and learn are all about the past, and I cannot catch up with it."

"I have known all my brother's meaning. I have learned everything I have learned throughout my life, like sailing against the current, and if I don't advance, I will retreat. The students of Ji Country have the best time and place, and will be harmonious with politics and people. They will be able to make a thousand miles a day and make scholars in the world unable to catch up with them." Zhuge Xuan's eyes were like a torch: "I, Zhuge, should not be willing to be behind others. Come to Ji Country quickly. If you don't come, it will be too late to regret it."

Zhuge Gui pointed to Ji Shu and said, "Su Xima, and said, "All carvings and characters are stamped with hydraulic mechanisms, and then fired and typed them. They are sold to printing workshops in various cities. Therefore, no matter where the workshops come from, they are all the same versions and have no deviations. It should be noted that there are more than 300 cities in Ji State, and there are so many large and large workshops. It is completely the same, which is really shocking. A book is so ingenious. It is conceivable that everything from Ji State is so ingenious."

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Xuan sighed: "Fortunately, I was born early and my studies were successful. If I had been ten years later, I would have no place to stand."

This is the main thing. Zhuge Gui said: "I will not be with me in the year. Tomorrow, you and I will go to Sifangguan to serve in Ji State and promote the great Han Dynasty again."

"Brother has not yet recovered, so it's so urgent." Zhuge Xuan advised.

"It's okay." Zhuge Gui's eyes showed the crisis of middle-aged people.

"So, let me tell you what Doctor Hua said." Zhuge Xuan despised behind him.

If Ji State had not been a thousand miles a day, the scholars and officials in the world could express their feelings for the mountains and rivers, cultivate their nature, and wait for the opportunity. If they failed to obtain it again and again, there was nothing wrong with it. However, the heavens would change. The students of Ji State all made rapid progress and their knowledge and practices increased. How could they wait? The talented people in the country will emerge, and the next wave will eventually push the previous wave. If you are not careful, you will die on the beach. Nothing will be accomplished, and only sigh.

"Liang'er is also my Lin'er. You must not stay at home and miss your future." Zhuge Xuan suddenly said.

"I have already sent a letter to Su Xima and asked Liang'er to join the Taixue Academy. How lucky I would be to be a disciple of Mr. Zheng?" Zhuge Gui said.

"Brother acts like lightning, and brother is far away." Zhuge Xuan sighed.

Luoyang, Xiguo, Shili Hanyuan.

The car stopped in the back alley. Zhang Rang sent his personal follower to Xiaohuangmen and knocked on the door for a visit.

When the corner door opened, I got off the car often, walked through the backyard, entered the atrium, and met Cao Jie.

The water is green and the windows are bright and the windows are clean. Zhang Rang knelt in front of the hall and worshiped: "I, Zhang Rang, pay homage to the old man."

"But Mr. Zhang." The person lying high in the hall was Cao Jie, the official in the inner court.

"It's a slave." Zhang Rang answered loudly.

"What's going on today?" Cao Jie was also gone.

"I'd like to give you medicine to survive." Zhang Rang cried and begged.

"Oh?" Cao Jie was stunned at first, and then realized: "Maybe Zhang Changshi fainted in front of the palace the day before yesterday, and he was also hit by the wind evil."

"I dare not hide it from the old man, because I have stroke evil." It is related to life and death, how can Zhang Rang hide it again?

"Oh..." Cao Jie sighed: "You and I saw the rest of you, walk alone in the forbidden area. You are worried every day and have experienced dilemmas in life and death. How many more people can be safe. The veteran is here, Zhang Changshi."

"My elder, every word is pearls." Zhang Rang choked and said, "Since the demise of the late emperor, I have no desire to be loved by my servants. Only a family is small and has not been preserved yet. I dare not say that I will die easily. I hope the elder will be able to fulfill it. If I can survive for several years, I will be able to laugh at you."

"The good medicine given by Doctor Hua, and the Right Chief, has never been lost. However, if a person is old, it is not good medicine to cure it. Eating too much is useless, so I will share it with you." Cao Jie did not hide his own personal information.

"Thank you for your life, Mr. Zhang Rang bowed again and felt relieved.

"When you and I have passed away, the yellow party will most likely fall..." Cao Jie sighed and said this.

‘Why did the elders say this?’ In the end, I couldn’t ask. I took the medicine from the small yellow gate in the mansion. Zhang Rang said with suspicion and left. In front of the corner gate, the small yellow gate said: In the future, you can come to get the medicine at the beginning of the month.

Zhang Rang thanked.

He sent Zhang Rang away and got the small yellow gate with Linzhijin, and returned happily.

He tucked the scepter of Cao Jie with ease and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly he heard Cao Jie laughing and asking, "You can get something when you go here."

"I dare not hide it from my father, I got the Linzhi Gold." Xiaohuangmen replied with a smile.

"Go." Cao Jie nodded gently.

Xiao Huangmen bowed again and couldn't help asking: "Why did my father say that the 'Yellow Gate' is in decline'?"

"There is no official in the Ji Palace, so what's the point of asking us to wait?" Cao Jie replied casually.

The little Huangmen became more and more confused: "There is no official in the Ji Palace, what does it have to do with us? The two palaces in Luoyang, the Yellowmen are not less than 100,000. How could they fall easily?"

Cao Jie opened his mouth, but was speechless.

I haven't listened to words for a long time. When the little yellow door looked up again, I saw the old man on the couch, drooling at the corner of his mouth, and drowsy. Soon after, snoring sounds everywhere.

Recalling how powerful the government and the country were years ago, covering the sky with only one hand. Below one person and above ten thousand people. Now I am sleeping on the bed and dying. Who has time spared?

Xu, the previous words were just a stupid word, not worthy of faith.
Chapter completed!