The reeds swayed in the wind, and the armoured soldiers on both sides of the strait were a little farther apart, and they listened to the screams of the ship and gradually listened.

"Quick, quick, swim over. ”

The team is roaring, and they can swim in the river desperately towards the boat.

Zhang Ling and a few Taoist officials watched in the reeds, their faces were solemn, and it was no wonder that the original people didn't realize that the troops and individuals were completely different things, and a few people had Taoist methods, so it was not too easy to hide.

The boat was out of control and flowed down the river, and many soldiers swam desperately to catch up.

The deck of the ship was littered with corpses, blood still flowing down like a stream, and the river was stained red.

Pei Ziyun seemed to be a little unhappy, walked to the side of the boat, and took off Xiao from his waist, Xiao was crystal clear with natural lines, and played.

Xiao Sheng is low and undulating, as if he is mourning, and he is more down-looking for the Spring and Autumn Period, as well as persistent.

Everyone is their own protagonist.

Zhang Hu, who heard the name just now, is extremely powerful in spear technique, looking at this situation, but it is only a long time, Pei Ziyun does not think that talented people can get on the throne, but to practice such martial arts, I don't know how much effort and sweat it takes.

Moreover, in the event of a big war, as long as this kind of person does not die, he can rise by his military exploits.

Maybe his future is a star.

Not to mention Hoop.

But such a person, when he dies, he has nothing, and it is precisely because of this that he is more persistent, and with this thought, Xiao Sheng is even deeper.

At this time, a team was leading a few people who were good at swimming, and they had caught the edge of the boat, and they were biting the knife in their mouths to climb, and the mouth was scratched, and the blood flowed out.

As soon as the song ended, several people from the armor soldiers climbed onto the deck, shouted, and surrounded Pei Ziyun, the long knife was in the sun, with a cold light.

"Kill!" the team shouted, their faces hideous.

"Thunder!" A flash of lightning flashed, followed by sword light, human heads and stumps splashed, Pei Ziyun took out a silver wine jug in his arms, raised his head and drank a sip, the aroma of wine overflowed, and poured half a circle in front of Hu Pu, saying: "Hu Pu, you go all the way." ”

As he spoke, Pei Ziyun glanced at the armor soldiers who continued to climb up, stepped down, and landed on the water.

The boat was not far away, Pei Ziyun tread the water, only a few steps, and landed on the boat, at this time, someone got on the boat and screamed, and some soldiers turned and swam towards Pei Ziyun.

Pei Ziyun was a little bit, and the flat boat quickly slid on the water.

Although Zhang Ling in the reeds secretly hateful, seeing this demeanor, he couldn't help but secretly admire, this is the earth immortal, extraordinary, far from the ordinary, can't help but have a thought: "Don't eat grains, walk on the clouds, go back and forth in the mountains, live forever, and see the posture of heaven and man." ”

Thinking like this, he let out a long sigh, if he hadn't entered the court and become a Taoist official, with his own talent or there was such a glimmer of possibility, thinking about it like this, his expression was gloomy, his foundation had been set, and there was no possibility to get rid of it, so don't be delusional.

After thinking about it, he turned his head to a few stunned Taoist officials: "Why don't you record all the process and present it to the imperial court?"

Lingyun Bookstore, Shentang County

The commercial port port is prosperous, the long street is several miles, the shops are dizzying, there is everything, and the literary style here is prosperous, there are many readers, there are many bookstores (bookstores), of course, there are also supporting bookstores.

This bookstore has been bought, the inside is very large, the carpenter is continuing to carve the wooden boards, the new one is already busy printing, a page has just taken shape, someone proofreads, gathered it and binds, and sent it over: "Shopkeeper, this book has been bound." ”

The shopkeeper took the book, turned a few pages, and nodded: "Okay"

Holding it into a room, seeing Ren Wei drinking strong tea, his face was tired, his eyes were bloodshot, and the shopkeeper stepped forward to offer: "Mr. Ren, the third volume is here." ”

Ren Wei listened and put down the teacup: "So fast?"

Saying that, he took a closer look, and smiled for a long time: "It's not bad, there are no typos, you have worked hard, you will be rewarded with ten taels of silver, and other people, etc., this month's salary will be doubled." ”

"Thank you!" The shopkeeper was happy, everyone also cheered, and was about to retreat, Ren Wei suddenly remembered the master's order, and asked again: "Slow, I heard, there are not only wood carving plates, but also movable type, why don't we have them in the bookstore?"

"Mr. Ren, there is actually a reason for this. "The shopkeeper has been in the industry for 20 years, so he changed the owner and stayed in office, and then he laughed when he heard it.

"There's movable type, but it's not needed. ”

Seeing Ren Wei's surprise, the shopkeeper carefully explained: "The wooden movable type will expand when it is stained with water, and the height of the row board is uneven. ”

"The clay movable type is acceptable, but it has to be fired, and there are several or even dozens of commonly used words, which is not easier than the carved board, and most importantly, the clay movable type is fragile. ”

Ren Wei nodded and asked: "The clay type is fragile, but what about the copper type and lead type?"

Speaking of this, the shopkeeper laughed even more cheerfully: "This is the bankrupt people, Xu Chunqi, the son of the family in the previous dynasty, has 10,000 acres, and is a person, and thinks that the copper characters can be inherited for a hundred years, so please get the permission of the government, hire workers to carve the size of the copper characters, and the regular method is very exquisite." ”

"There is a shortage of copper among the people, and the government mints money, and even five copper and five lead have people who have collected the smelted and rerefined bronze to sell, and there will be huge profits when they turn their hands, forcing the government to reduce the quality of the coinage. ”

It can be seen that the folk copper material is expensive, Xu Chunqi made 200,000 copper characters, it took 11 years, 100,000 taels of silver, and almost all the 10,000 acres were sold out before it was completed. ”

"Although it costs a lot of money, once it is completed, it can be printed and recouped. When Ren Wei heard this, he was also secretly surprised, and said with a flash in his eyes.

"Mr. Ren, you don't know the trick, as soon as I say it, you will understand. The shopkeeper smiled and said, "How many people in a county or even a state can read it, and how many copies can be printed?"

"If you print more, you can return to the original with this copper type, and if you print less, even the interest is insufficient, as for other states, don't you need money for transportation?"

So Xu Chunqi almost starved to death in the end, cheapened the imperial court at that time, and bought a whole set of copper movable type cheaply, which is a lesson and joke in the industry. ”

"As for the lead type, it can only be said that it is cheaper, but it is difficult to make a profit without printing 10,000 copies. ”

"The wood carving version, although it requires carpentry, also takes some labor, and has the disadvantages of inconvenient storage, there are typos that are not easy to correct, and it is easy to decay and moth-eaten - but it is the most suitable way. ”

"Let me tell you thoroughly, within 3,000 books, this cost is the smallest. ”

Ren Wei's heart suddenly brightened, and he nodded again and again, simply put, the purchasing power is not strong, the printing is not much, and the transportation is inconvenient, so even if the copper movable type and lead movable type are invented, it is useless, and if you dare to use it, you will be bankrupt.

At that moment, I thought about replying to the lord: "It seems that the lord's idea is not good." ”

Solving this, Ren Wei said: "That is the case, according to the order of the lord, the proofread book will immediately spread to the state." ”

"Other states must have started construction, you are Taoists, and it is convenient to contact, so it will be arranged by you. Ren Wei's face froze, and he said to the Taoist: "Also, the matter of contacting the storyteller must also be carried out, and if necessary in the early stage, you can bribe it, as long as it is spread, it will be difficult for other storytellers not to follow up." ”

"Understood!" The people of Songyun Sect also knew the mission, and immediately responded.

With the opening of the Zhuzhou Book Bureau, I don't know how many copies of these books were printed and distributed to various places.

Chunzao County

A man was saying to the storyteller in front of him, "I have a story here, it's very exciting, I want you to rap." ”

The storyteller, with a beard in his mouth, took the book, looked at it, and after a moment put it on the table, and stretched out a finger: "One tael of silver." ”

"Deal," the man said, and the storyteller couldn't help but regret it when he saw that he agreed so quickly.

Such scenes happen everywhere.

Pingyi County

In a teahouse, the storyteller has already prepared, saying: "Today, let's talk about this matter of the former dynasty with a lot of money and Du Zhuangyuan." ”

Stretched out his hand to take the wooden direction and slapped it on the table, and suddenly someone booed: "Mr. Li, Du Zhuangyuan's story is about to be told eight hundred times, we don't want to hear this, we want to listen to Zhenjun's story." ”

"Someone next door has already said that Zhenjun killed the demon and killed the demon general, today this guy went to the countryside, and before he finished speaking, we are all impatient to wait. ”

The listeners were a little dissatisfied on their faces, shouting, Pei Ziyun led the army to fight in the past, and the impact was greater, but except for the war zone, there were many people who were indifferent.

But when it comes to single-handedly killing enemy generals, these are the two major scripts that the people like to listen to the most - killing officials and women.

Killing officials is the eternal desire of the people, but they can't say it explicitly, but now they are killing enemy generals, rebel generals, or killing officials single-handedly, it can be said clearly, it satisfies the people's most secret desires, and it suddenly becomes noisy.

The storyteller looked at the listeners below, and suddenly felt the pressure surge, in fact, he had also read Pei Zhenjun's book, but he was a little dissatisfied, why did Huang Ershi have a tael of silver, but he didn't have it?

I wanted to delay it, but under pressure, the storyteller suddenly stomped his feet in a hurry, turned his brain, thought about what he had read, and added his own experience in storytelling for more than ten years, and urgently developed a new paragraph, which was spittle, and the crowd below listened to it fascinated.

"It is said that the enemy general is several feet tall, his eyes are like copper bells, his upper lip is in front of him, his fangs are poking out of the mouth of the blood basin, and there is a string of skeletons hanging on his neck, but he is a boy and girl who can eat well, and he can gain mana, and he is extremely powerful. ”

Speaking of this, Mr. Storyteller grabbed the startled wood and slapped it down, and shouted angrily: "Rank and watch, but Zhenjun is a martial artist who descended to earth, choking Lang pulled out his sword, this sword is an ancient divine soldier, but it has a sect-"

The storyteller said that he had a sword to kill the demon general, and said: "Even with the demon soldiers, the blood flowed like a river, as evidenced by poetry, and he fought for three thousand miles, and a sword can block a million soldiers." ”

"Well said. Then one of the sons exclaimed loudly, and threw a piece of silver at it, and the storyteller was overjoyed and exclaimed, "Thank you for the reward."

He spoke more energetically.

Saying that the son who lost the silver just now, but Shen Zhen, who had not been seen for a long time, no longer listened carefully at this time, and secretly thought: "I don't want my benefactor to be happy and revenge, and my reputation is shocking the world, in the past, the army was conquest, and I Shen Zhen couldn't help, but now I have turned to interception, I am also a strong party, with martial arts, and I can also help, my thirty-seven sword techniques have been cultivated to the eleventh realm, which can be described as an unprecedented peak, just to go." ”

Just thinking about it, a girl sitting in the corner, covering her face with a black veil, wearing a hat, holding a fox in her hand, listening to Pei Ziyun's killing of Han Ziyuan, her face changed slightly, and she lowered her head and pondered: "Pei Ziyun assassinated King Lu's general? Then I will go to help King Lu and kill this thief who killed my father." ”

Thinking about it, they got up almost at the same time as Shen Zhen, both of them were a little surprised, looked at each other, and went out separately.

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