As some of the disciples returned home to rest, exclamations were heard in the study rooms of many people. The palace of Empress Changsun was even more lively, and Li Shimin said angrily: "Then Li will talk nonsense, and it is really unpleasant for the widow to bother so much for him!

Empress Changsun knows her husband best, look at his words and actions, she is not jealous that Wang Jue is false, and she is jealous of Li is true. She said with a smile: "No matter how lucky Li is, only Wang Xianbo can help him, and there are many heartfelt civil and military officials in the saint, but they are much stronger than him." ”

When he first heard this, Li Shimin felt that it made sense. Thinking about it carefully, his heartfelt ministers are either fighting or running around him all day long, and Mr. Li's mood is not beautiful anymore.

Seeing this, Li Chengqian hurriedly made a statement, "If the junior brother can become the first novelist in the Tang Dynasty, not only will our sect have light on the face, but my father should also be happy." If it weren't for the peaceful and prosperous times, how could the common people have the mind to read novels? Throughout the ancient and modern times, only when the rulers are eloquent and the people have enough food and clothing can there be a situation in which miscellaneous studies develop rapidly.

Whether it is the birth of the miscellaneous family that brings back the lost handicrafts to the world, or the arrival of the Mo family that injects new Gewu skills into the Tang Dynasty, or the knowledge system of our school is ahead of its time. These schools have been hidden for hundreds of years, and only when Daddy is the emperor can they be born, who else can this be if it is not Daddy's merits?"

Li Shimin listened to the words of his eldest son, and his heart rose with great pride, and he was so excited that he took the case, "My son is so right, if it is the Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty who appoints torture, Wang Xianbo will not only not act so casually, I am afraid that he will not be born to help at all, and the ancestors of the Hundred Schools of Sect also did this." As an emperor, you must have a broad and tolerant heart to recruit talents from all over the world. After speaking, he said bitterly to Li Chengqian: "You are the prince of our Tang Dynasty, remember to be tolerant of people." ”

Li Chengqian replied sternly: "When children are taught, they will definitely remember their father's teachings. ”

"Alright, let's have a meal. Empress Eldest Sun gave her son an appreciative look vaguely, and she was very relieved that the child had grown up, and her father-in-law was really good, but she occasionally loved to get sick.

Some people are not as lucky as Li Chengqian, Cheng Biting Jin waved the big bear paw and gave Cheng Chumo two slaps, "You still dare to say that you don't know that I play the piano, who in the whole Tang Dynasty can have your father's piano skills?!

Cheng Chumo defended: "The child really doesn't know it's you, we all mentioned that we invited outsiders in, but the teacher didn't allow it, can I still disobey the teacher's orders? ”

As soon as he heard the word training, Cheng Biting Jin came to his senses again, and he asked curiously: "Is there such a thing? Tell me how Uncle Wang trained you!"

Cheng Chu squeaked silently and said: "This is a training method that is not passed on by the school, and you can't tell others." ”

"I'm someone else?!, you rabbit cub, I'm going to teach you a good lesson today!"

Cui Shi listened to the housekeeper's account while eating snacks on the side, this is not the end of the year, she has to take care of the family's money. Especially the soap trade in that state, which made her smile. As for the eyes of the father and son and son who were chasing in front of them, they didn't see it at all.

Li Chongyi and Fang Yiai are okay, at least their fathers haven't been everywhere for a while, so naturally they won't be as annoyed and angry as Cheng Biting Jin. It's just that I have to complain for a few days, all because Wang Jue's strange ideas are too speechless. What made them even more speechless was that people's tricks were surprisingly useful.

Recently, if I go to the market again, I find that the people are still discussing Lee's new novel. In the past, it was the little ladies who talked about it, but this time even the gentlemen sat around the tavern to discuss the plot. With them involved in the middle, the topic of the Lanling King's mask has continued to heat up. Not only Chang'an, as long as it is not a place that is too far away and has not received the news, this is the case.

In addition to Li, there is another beneficiary, that is, Duan Lun, or the entire Ministry of Industry. It's not for nothing that people help print novels, they take care of the printing and sales, and they get a lot of revenue for each copy sold, and the money will naturally go to their work department after the income is used.

With the spread of the news of the mask of King Lanling, the Ministry of Industry began to frantically print books, and those booksellers who rushed from all over the country were also like chickens, pulling money outside the Ministry of Industry with cars every morning to prepare to grab goods.

Although Datang does not prohibit private printing of books and there is no copyright, but because Li Shimin was afraid that the family would use books to win people's hearts, he decided not to disclose the movable type printing method after discussing with Wang Jue. In this way, the Ministry of Industry is doing a monopoly business.

The Ministry of Industry has never been so prosperous, and Duan Lun is very happy, and for the rest of the month, he has been walking with wind all the time. Such a gesture was displayed in front of those who were frustrated, and several times they almost did not get beaten. There are also many people who make sarcasm about the smell of copper, all because they are jealous.

No matter what treatment they encountered when they went home, they didn't let them meet for too long. Wang Jue also gave him a five-day holiday, and then he had to go back to Nanshan to continue his studies. It is still a closed class, and the class lasts until the first ten days.

This time, there was no noise, and the mood of the disciples was a little better, really just a little. Li Chongyi was dressed in a short fight, and his sword was held straight, and two bricks hung from the sword. At this time, it is early in winter, and such an abusive method of wearing short fights has a flash of inspiration for Wang Jue recently.

Look at Liu Dabao, who was also sweating and being blown by the cold wind next to him, and Wu Zhao, the youngest Wu Zhao, still didn't complain with trembling hands, even Fang Yiai, who was used to being lazy, gritted his teeth and insisted this time, Li Chongyi could only look at his little hands in disappointment and gritted his teeth and stopped.

It's not like this abuse all the time, after dinner is free time, except for Wang Siyuan who holds books most of the time to ask Wang Xiran for advice, a few small ones mostly play educational toys in the game room or go to the courtyard to play slides and seesaws, and a few big ones have to play a few rounds of billiards every night before going to rest.

Another month of study time passed, and in addition to going to the courtyard every evening to play games for entertainment, the disciples found a new fun. It's been more than two months since Li published the book, and the feedback on the book has come.

Recently, there has been another phenomenon in Nanshan Village that everyone talks about, Village Chief Wu has just finished helping the British government to renovate, and he is happy to sit by the official road with a tea bowl and wait all day long. In addition to the occasional stop between him and the Nanshan villagers who came and went, there were also people from Chang'an who came over to see the excitement.

What is the village chief Wu waiting for while sitting on the official road? What is the excitement of the people to see? What they are waiting for are those fast horses who come to Nanshan Village to deliver letters, and they have to come several times a day, and each time they have a few sacks of letters. Don't get me wrong, it's not a letter from a scholar to Wang Jue, but a letter from Li's readers.

After the village chief Wu finishes sorting out the day's letters, he will hand them over to the servants of the Wang family who remain at the bottom of the mountain, and they will send them to the mountain again. The new pleasure of this hundred schools of thought is to read the letters from readers of Li.

Li opened a letter and read it movingly: "Lang Jun's book is like a spring of fresh water poured into my life, and the lingering love story in the book will not be boring no matter how many times I read it." I've read your new book, which depicts more blood than the previous love story, and I was so impressed that I decided to write a letter to you. After that, the three thousand words of praise were omitted.

"Hey, hey, don't just pick and read like that, look at me. After Fang Yiai interrupted Li, he paced and read the letter in the room, "I have received Lang Jun's reply, and I only want to say one thing to you: Lang Jun has abused me thousands of times, and I treat Lang Jun as before." Pian Pian Langjun, the lady is good, and my father will send a matchmaker to the door after Wang Xian's filial piety. ”

Cheng Chumo applauded after listening to the high-five, "Senior Brother Huang's marriage has been decided, and I already have a marriage contract, our senior brother should talk about marriage next is you kid! I have to mention it to the teacher later, anyway, with your age, you can still pick two years, so let's find it from these letters." ”

"Good idea, I remember having a nice sister before. This person is delicate, not only to send gifts to Senior Brother Huang, but also to us. The head flower she sent is elegant and exquisite, which is suitable for the teacher to wear filial piety. Wu Zhao shook her head after speaking, so that everyone could notice the flowers on her head.

Li turned around stiffly and asked with a struggling face, "I'm ugly, but I'm gentle." I'm short, but I'm talented. You said, but the little lady who sent the letter with a portrait?"

Fang Yiai nodded affirmatively, "Exactly, I also think she is good! The new inkstone she gave me is just right for the master of metaphysics." Although the sister is only 1.2 meters tall, it is not difficult for the teacher to deal with this disease. As for the appearance, my mother said that marrying a wife should be a virtuous one, and it is not all the same when you blow out the candle!"

"You begging to beat, if you dare to talk nonsense, be careful that I will sue Mr. Sù!" Zhou Qi picked up the ruler and chased after Fang Yiai's love all over the house.

Fang Yiai snorted: "Don't beat me, why are you learning from my father." I'm afraid that I'll accidentally get into trouble again, and I don't dare to go out on vacation lately, and now you won't let go of this little verbal fun!"

Wang Siyuan smiled and said: "Aren't you the best one to cause trouble with that mouth, why don't you dare to go out and look for trouble, and now turn to make fun of us? Let me ask you, who drew the turtle on my exam paper?"

Wu Zhao shrank when he heard this, and Li Chengqian chuckled and stopped in front of her, his face was as helpless as Wang Siyuan.

This kind of banter has become a daily activity, in addition to the letters from these normal fans and crazy female fans, there are also some sunspots and strange people.

Seeing Liu Dabao frowning with a letter, everyone curiously gathered around to read the content of the letter, Li looked at the content of the letter and read it out: "Womei smells the flowers again, the lying branch is sad and hateful, the fish kisses the lying stone water, and the lying stone answers the spring green." ”

Wow Ka Ka, this black powder is interesting!

When Li was covering his face and feeling annoyed, Wang Siyuan said: "The teacher didn't say that you should open a literary club after the year, and issue that thing called a literary newspaper every seven days, I think this person is very talented, and he can be recruited into your literary club in the future." ”

Li Chengqian agreed, "My father taught me to be tolerant of people since I was a child, especially for those who are talented. The same is true for the junior brother to manage the literary club in the future, and I think this person should be used. ”

Liu Dabao, who usually doesn't like to talk, shook his head and said, "It's very difficult for Senior Brother Li to use this person, you take a closer look at the handwriting and brushstrokes on this letter." ”

Li Chongyi burst out laughing, "It's a little lady who wrote the letter, and finally there is a little lady who doesn't like her junior brother's books." ”

Lee: "............. "I hate it, everybody has been making him fun lately.