Li Siye wants to be righteous as a sacrificial wine, so he will be taken care of by Fan Hongdao, and he doesn't want to have more rights and wrongs, and people like Dr. Xu have no other pursuits, and they are rigid if they have no desire, so Fan Hongdao can't think about it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He could only make a bitter face and say to Dr. Xu: "How can he be in Xia, why does Mr. Xu value Xia so much?"

Dr. Xu replied, "The old man said it, because you have a wonderful idea." Wouldn't it be beautiful if we delved into the teachings of the school, and perhaps found a new way to create a new school of learning?"

Fan Hongdao secretly regretted it and said very "regretfully": "But my ambition is not to find chapters and sentences, but to help the world and the people!"

Dr. Xu replied, "If you are in your twenties or thirties and want to make a difference in the WTO, the old man will definitely not stop you." But now that you have not yet reached the weak crown, the years are long and the days are long, why rush for a while?

It is also very good for you to settle down for a while and hone your mind more. The ancients had a saying that they could live in seclusion and raise hope, and you can also raise hope in the country. ”

Fan Hongdao really couldn't say anything about Dr. Xu at this time, so he could only sigh again and again. Let's take one step at a time, and wait a few days to get the certificate of the prison calendar first.

In this way, Fan Hongdao returned home, and then thought about it behind closed doors, and did not go out for two days. Another day later, the shopkeeper sent someone early in the morning to spread the word, saying that the horse clerk of the bookstore was outside the east and invited him Fan Hongdao to the banquet tonight.

A few days ago, the shopkeeper Wang took the lead and introduced Fan Hongdao to Ma Yuanwai, who was in the calligraphy and painting business, and said that the next market day in the imperial city was scheduled, and Fan Hongdao followed Ma Yuanwai to visit the inner market. Today, the horse crew set up a banquet to entertain guests, probably to meet with Fan Hongdao and communicate the situation.

Fan Hongdao readily agreed, and left for Nancheng in the afternoon. There were only three people at the banquet, Wang Chuancai, the shopkeeper of Wang Chuancai, who was the intermediary introducer, and Fan Hongdao and Ma Chaofeng.

This Ma Chaofeng is not old, he is a shuangli man in his thirties, who accepted his own bookstore industry, and is the largest calligraphy and painting merchant in Nancheng. Looking at the whole capital, it is probably only worse than a few big bookstores on the side of the drum tower north of the imperial city.

The banquet was very harmonious, and the guests and hosts were happy. When he was drunk, Ma Chaofeng took a book from his entourage and handed it to Fan Hongdao with a smile.

What are you doing with a book for yourself? Fan Hongdao took it without knowing it, glanced at the cover twice, but saw that it was printed with a few big characters of "Taixue Fan Hongdao Poems".

Suddenly, Fan Hongdao felt a little thundered, when did he publish a collection of poems? He quickly opened it and flipped through it, and the content in it was still relatively complete, and most of his poems were included.

There are those written when he was down, such as "If life is only as first seen", etc., the poems written when he scolded Wang Shizhen at the prison ceremony, and the poems and works of the new science and technology scholars in Fangsi Hutong with one enemy and eight battles.

What surprised Fan Hongdao even more was that even when he was indulging in wine and singing in Guozijian a few days ago, the bunch of ancient styles that he sang were actually in it! It was only a few days before it was actually published!

Fan Hongdao flipped through and found that the only missing part in it was some poems he wrote when he went to Shanxi. Even so, it is not easy to collect so many works.

"Where did this come from?" Fan Hongdao put down the poetry collection and asked Ma Chaofeng suspiciously.

Ma Chaofeng smiled proudly, rubbed the cover and said, "This is printed by our Mingyi Bookstore!"

It turned out that Ma Yuanwai made it himself, Fan Hongdao didn't know what to say for a while, and asked, "Why are you printing this?"

Fan Hongdao heard this question in Ma Chaofeng's ears, and he felt very naïve, but he still replied: "The book is printed, of course, it is sold in the capital." Mr. Fan is famous today, his poems are excellent, and others are interested, so this book will definitely sell a lot. ”

Fan Hongdao almost asked, have you printed my poems into books and sold them for money, have you asked me? Have you given me the manuscript fee? But when these words came to his lips, he stopped, and Fan Hongdao also understood that the concept of the 21 st century should not be used to demand the people of this era.

In ancient times, there was no concept of intellectual property rights in the printing industry, and it seemed natural for booksellers to print and sell other people's works for nothing. Even in the mid-to-late Ming Dynasty, some booksellers paid literati to write novels, and many literati were able to make a living from them, but that was not the mainstream of the cultural world.

From the perspective of a reader, it is a very glorious thing to write a book, and any work that has been published is equivalent to copyright sharing. If someone prints his work as a book and disseminates it, it is a great compliment to himself.

In this case, the concept of piracy does not exist at all. If the original author went to the bookseller to ask for remuneration, it would be a joke in the eyes of the literati and would be despised by the scholars. Of course, if a bookseller takes the initiative to ask literati to write something original, that's a different matter, it's a business, not a culture.

Therefore, Ma Chaofeng will show his "pirated" achievements in front of Fan Hongdao, the original author, "confidently and proudly".

The two concepts of the 21st century and the Ming Dynasty collided violently here, which made Fan Hongdao feel a faint sadness. Others take their poems and print them into poetry collections to make money, and they can't even receive a penny, which is a little painful, although these poems are also copied from another time and space.

However, the shopkeeper Wang was very "sensible" and lyrically said next to him: "Ma Yuanwai publishes a collection of poems for sale, but it is famous for Mr. Fan, Mr. Fan wants to thank Ma Yuanwai a lot! Maybe in the future, someone will give you one or twenty taels of silver to write a poem and compose!"

The words of the shopkeeper Wang are too reasonable, Fan Hongdao is speechless, it turns out that in the Ming Dynasty, there was already a doctrine of "piracy to increase popularity" and then realization.

Ma Chaofeng laughed at the shopkeeper Wang: "Where, Mr. Fan is a celebrity from Nancheng, of course we have to support each other." Otherwise, there are so many literati, why do I love Mr. Fan's poetry alone? ”

Later, Ma Chaofeng said to Fan Hongdao: "There are many vassal and elegant guests in the inner market, so I will take Mr.'s poetry collection to the inner market and sell it." If Mr. Fan goes with him, he might as well be tired and inscribe on the book on the spot, which will surely attract many people to stop and buy books!"

The shopkeeper Wang applauded and said: "Wonderful! The poetry collection is for reading, if there is Mr. Fan's ink treasure, then it can be used for collection and gifts, and the meaning is a little more!"

Fan Hongdao was shocked again, isn't this the prototype of signing and selling books? In his previous life, he only watched others sign and sell books, but he didn't expect that after crossing over to the Ming Dynasty, he would be able to experience it himself.

Seeing that Fan Hongdao didn't give an answer for a long time, Ma Chaofeng asked, "What does Mr. Fan mean?"