"What is he doing?" Kong Yingda couldn't see what the guy who kept walking through the middle of the shelf was doing, so he asked curiously.

Li Muyun smiled and said nothing, whistled at the busy guy, and called him over.

"Young Master!" The man came to Li Muyun and others, and bowed to Li Muyun with the small box in his arms.

Li Muyun nodded, pointed to the old Kong beside him and said to the guy, "Show the template in your arms to Lord Kong."

"No!" The man did not hesitate and respectfully turned around and handed the box in his arms to Kong Yingda.

Kong Yingda did not see clearly what was in the box at first, but after a moment he found that the box was the individually carved fonts he saw in front.

I saw these characters lined up one by one, and Lao Kong was a scholar after all. Although the characters arranged in the box were reversed, he quickly recognized those characters: the way of university is to be clear, to be close to the people, to stop at the highest good...

Lao Kong's face was first confused, but soon realized something. He began to twitch like an epilepsy, his lips trembled, he looked up at Li Muyun, pointed to the box in his arms and couldn't say a word.

Li Muyun was startled by the appearance of Old Kong, for fear that he would actually suck him by accident, so he hurriedly stepped forward and helped him and asked nervously: "Old Kong, are you okay, Mr. Kong?"

After a while, Kong Yingda finally recovered a little, stared at Li Muyunyu blankly and asked, "You, what are you doing? No, no, you, how did you think of it? Isn't this necessary to carve the whole version again?!"

Li Muyun shrugged: "This is called movable type printing. As long as there is a font mold, it will not be used to print a set of books for a long time. The reason why I chased Ouyang Xun and the others to write was because the fonts were incomplete."

"Then why didn't you say it earlier? You..." Kong Yingda stomped his feet heavily, stared at Li Muyun with a hatred, turned around and walked out, and before leaving, he still scolded him: "The rotten wood cannot be carved!"

"Uh..." Li Muyun was scolded for no reason, and looked at Old Kong's back as he yelled: "Old Kong, what are you doing!"

From afar, Lao Kong's voice came: "I'll go and urge me. If Ouyang and the others don't write all the words in two days, I'll sleep at their house."

Li Muyun didn't expect that Lao Kong was so anxious. When he wanted to chase him and persuade him, he found that Lao Kong had already run outside and got on the carriage, and the smoke and dust were gone all the way.

Shuixin was following Li Muyun all the time. At this time, he turned his head and looked at him and said, "Prince, is it really good for you to plot against Master Kong like this?"

Li Muyun took his gaze from a distance and looked at him and said, "What's the point of being good or not? It's not for my own business."

However, a long time has passed, but every time I see the new woman beside me and think of her name, Li Muyun feels a little headache. She always feels that this matter is so strange that she becomes a woman because of Mao’s good man.

After writing about a hundred big words, Ouyang Xun stretched out a little tiredly, put down his pen, and planned to go out for a walk and relax.

The work of writing big characters is really tiring. It is not something that people do. Every character must be meticulous, and it must be written in an average size, and it also requires a piece of paper. Isn’t this a difficult thing for others?

If there was no imperial edict, if it was not for the purpose of spreading my own words throughout the world, the genius would be willing to do this.

However, when Ouyang Xun arrived in the courtyard, he had just sat down and the maid's tea was brewed. The rushing Kong Yingda had already plunged in. Without waiting for the servant leading the way to come up to report, the person had already arrived in front of Ouyang Xun: "Old guy, have you finished writing?"

"Ah? What words?" Ouyang Xun was stunned and quickly reacted: "Oh, I wrote about those words for more than a hundred today, probably enough..."

Ouyang Xun and Lao Kong can be said to be close friends. They wanted to take the opportunity to chat with this old friend, but unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Kong Yingda had already interrupted him: "It's a big deal, hurry up and write it, and finish the rest of the words in two days."

What is this? Ouyang Xun was completely stunned. Although he knew that Kong Yingda was impatient, he could not be so anxious, right? As the direct descendant of Saint Kong, he could actually speak dirty words. Is something really amazing?

But Kong Yingda seemed to be really anxious. No matter what his close friend was thinking, he saw that he couldn't get up, so he went up and pulled him up, dragged him into the study, grabbed the pen and stuffed it into the old Ouyang's hand: "You should write quickly!"

Ouyang Xun looked confused and looked at Kong Yingda with a pen in a daze and said, "No, Brother Kong, what happened? Can't you explain it clearly first?"

"You write first, and say while writing, so that I can take a breath." Kong Yingda pointed to the paper placed on the table and urged.

Ouyang Xun had no choice but to look at Lao Kong, and he had no choice but to lower his head and write again.

After a moment, Ouyang Xun shook his hand and a black ink mark was added to the big words he had just written.

However, Old Ouyang didn't care about these things, and hurriedly threw the pen and said excitedly to Old Kong: "What did you say just now? A copy of "The Great Learning" or "The Doctrine of the Mean" can be printed in half a day?"

Kong Yingda shook his head and sighed: "It's more than that, in my opinion, if there were ten people, I'm afraid that even the Five Classics could be printed in one day."

Ouyang Xun showed a look of surprise and murmured: "How is this possible? Even if it is a thousand-character text with the smallest number of words, it will take more than a month to print it. How could it be possible to print the Five Classics in one day? Although the outside world is so magical about the King of Xiaoyao, Brother Kong, your words are too exaggerated, right?!"

"How is it impossible? That's what I saw with my own eyes. A manuscript with a hundred words was typed in less than a blink of an eye. Then it was put on the shelf. Within a brush of the ink, the manuscript came out." Perhaps it was too excited that Kong Yingda deliberately exaggerated the facts, and even deliberately said that he had seen with his own eyes.

Now Ouyang Xun stopped talking, blinked his eyes, lowered his head again and began to write big words.

Nowadays, as long as you are a cultural person, who doesn’t want to publish a book? However, due to the high cost of printing woodblocks, they are not able to afford such a high price. Even if they can afford the price, there will not be many people who buy the printed books. After all, the price of the woodblocks printed books is not cheap.

But now that with movable type printing, the cost will probably plummet. Maybe you can spend a few less money to publish your own books. By that time, it will be the time to become truly famous all over the world.

Thinking of these old Ouyang suddenly felt motivated, Old Man Kong found that he had no sign of being lazy anymore, so he stood up and said goodbye, turned to storm Yu Shinan's house.

After re-enacting the scene at Ouyang Xun's home, Old Man Kong appeared at Chu Suiliang's home again. After boasting about it, Chu Suiliang also surrendered.

After urging the three of them, Old Kong looked at the direction of the palace thoughtfully, and hesitated for a small moment, and entered the palace again.

The next day, the reputation of the urging party Li Muyun faded, and was replaced by Kong Bapi.

This old guy forced Li Er to write for almost all night in the palace, and by the way he forgot to explain the truth and reason, making the Emperor of Tang grit his teeth while helpless.

It was also this night that Li Er finally understood why Li Muyun had such a weird smile that day. This damn guy must have foresaw this a long time ago, so he proposed to let Kong Yingda be responsible for compiling the "Zhenguan Dictionary".

However, Li Er understood a little late. Under Kong Yingda's advocacy, Wei Zheng also joined the ranks of urging manuscripts. The two old men supervised His Majesty the Emperor to fulfill his promise day and night. His Majesty Li Er was so tired that he almost vomited blood.

As Old Man Kong tried his best to organize his work, the printing of movable type quickly spread. For a time, the major bookstores in Chang'an City were in panic again after the clinics.

Supported by Li Muyun's strong economic strength, Sun Simiao conducted free medical consultations, which had a great impact on the clinics in Chang'an City, causing almost all clinics to cut prices or carry out free medical consultation activities every once in a while to win customers.

Nowadays, this guy has developed some movable type printing, which will have another significant impact on the printing industry of the Tang Dynasty.

What's more interesting is that Li Muyun has rubbings of every word written by the top calligrapher of the Tang Dynasty. In other words, even if major bookstores lower the price, it would be useless to compete with Li Muyun. At the same price, who wouldn't want to buy better rubbings in fonts?

For a moment, everyone was panicked, and major families and gentry discussed emergency consultations and discussed countermeasures together.

After all, most of the books on the market are printed by the aristocratic families and gentry, and only they have such a large amount of capital to invest in this area.

But now there is a rat shit in the soup. The originally calm market suddenly changed color by Li Muyun. I believe that it will not take long before the reputation and status of the major families will be strongly impacted by him.

If aristocratic families and gentry want to maintain their former status, there are only two options now.

First, win over Li Muyun and turn him into his "his own person". Although Li Da's murder is even worse than a piece of shit in the eyes of these people, for the sake of the influence of the family, he could only turn a blind eye to accept him.

The second choice is the opposite of the first one, which is to suppress Li Muyun with all his might, and prevent him from recovering from then on.

Compared with the fact that the families and gentry prefer the second option.
Chapter completed!