Obviously, this is the first issue of "Chang'an Wind", and it is also the first big move made by Lin Jian after returning to Chang'an.

Of course, this thing has not yet touched on current affairs, and the people in Chang'an City have not seen the newspaper, so it is impossible to accurately foresee the potential of this pamphlet, and before Chang'an Feng has not officially recorded current affairs, it should not attract the attention of the big people in the court.

That's why it's so useful.

In this era, the literacy rate is generally not high, and it is already very good to have one person in ten people who can read and write, so it is impossible to run a storybook or a newspaper in the country.

Chang'an City is a place where scholars from all over the world gather, and it is also the place where education is popularized.

With stories and poems, this thing should soon be prevalent in Chang'an City, and when there are three or four issues, it will accumulate a lot of readers, and when it is necessary, the third section will be added, and then even if the bigwigs in the court find out that something is wrong, it will be too late.

After all, at that time, no competitor could crush the creator of this new industry, and only the imperial court could be able to block Chang'anfeng, but behind this thing is the Guozijian and the East Palace, and the energy in the court is not weak, and it will not be said that it will be gone.

After getting this booklet, Lin Zhao flipped through it casually, and saw that the story section of this booklet, in addition to the biography of the Journey to the West written by himself, two more small stories were added, and the poetry section was still the first place in the ancient meaning of Chang'an written by Lin Zhao, but there were many poems behind, about seven or eight poems, plus two brilliant prose, which filled the poetry section.

After Lin Zhao looked through it again, he was quite satisfied, turned back to Qi Xuan in the school building and smiled: "Brother Qi, you have been asking me what the use of writing a script has been used before, but now you have used it." ”

Saying that, he put the booklet in Qi Xuan's hand, the son of the eldest princess's mansion just turned the first page, and saw the Journey to the West written by Lin Zhao, he opened his mouth while flipping through the book: "San Lang really printed it?" But if you want me to say, even if this Journey to the West biography is to be written, it must be written and reprinted, so it will be very troublesome to print a small section and sell it. ”

As he spoke, he flipped back, and soon turned to the follow-up content, and then his eyes lit up: "Hey, there are other contents." ”

Although Qi Xuan is from the royal family, he loves to read since he was a child, and he lived in Taixue from Princess Danyang's mansion, and he himself wanted to study, and soon this noble son finished reading a book of Chang'an Feng, he held this booklet in his hand, looked up at Lin Zhao, and frowned: "San Lang, what is this booklet?" ”

"It was from the Guozi Prison and was ready to be sold."

Lin Zhao said with a smile: "It is tentatively scheduled to be the tenth sunrise, and each issue will serialize the content of some scripts, and then attach poems, what does Brother Qi think?" ”

Qi Xuan lowered his head and pondered for a while, and then said: "It's a novelty, but every ten days, there will be an issue of engraving, and it may not be able to sell a lot, I'm afraid that Guozijian will have to put a lot of money on it." ”

"I see that Brother Qi hasn't been out of the country for a long time, and I don't know the situation outside."

Lin Saburo smiled and said: "My uncle invented a method of movable type printing in Yuezhou, and now the printing of books does not have to be limited to engraving, only some character molds are needed, and they can be ever-changing, and it is not so difficult to issue an issue in ten days." ”

Speaking of this, Lin Sanlang looked at the booklet in Qi Xuan's hand and said slowly: "After this thing is spread to Chang'an in the future, it will become a shortcut for scholars all over the world to become famous. ”

Although Qi Xuan was a little suspicious of being a bookworm, he was still extremely smart, after hearing Lin Zhao's words, he just lowered his head and thought about it, and then figured out the key, the face of this imperial relative changed slightly, he looked down at the inconspicuous booklet in his hand, and gasped: "What San Lang said is good, if this thing can spread all over Chang'an, only a good poem is needed to make people famous in Chang'an, and it is indeed a shortcut for scholars to become famous." ”

He looked up at Lin Zhao and said, "How much does San Lang plan to sell a book?" ”

"This is what my uncle is doing, and the price has not been officially set yet, but it is estimated that it should be around fifty to one hundred dollars."

"Then I'll buy a hundred copies first."

Qi Xuan turned around and rummaged through his bed, then took out a small piece of gold, handed it to Lin Zhao, and said, "This piece of gold should be able to be exchanged for ten yuan in the cabinet, which is considered the book money I gave to San Lang." ”

He is the son of the eldest princess's family, and he has not had much concept of money since he was a child, and he only knows about the price of gold, Lin Zhao looked at the size of this piece of gold and pondered it in his heart.

According to the gold price in Yuezhou, this piece of gold, to say the least, can be exchanged for ...... Fifteen dollars.

Since Qi Xuan is a relative of the emperor, the circle in Chang'an City is naturally a higher level, he is willing to come forward to buy this thing, Lin Zhao naturally nodded happily and agreed, and said with a smile: "Brother Qi is so generous, naturally there is no problem, these brochures should be in Dongshi now, tomorrow the prince of the country will rest Mu, I will take Brother Qi to get a hundred volumes." ”

Qi Xuan nodded, and then smiled at Lin Zhao and said: "San Lang, I can send this thing to the mansions in Chang'an for you quickly, but it is not completely unconditional, this booklet, most of the time will be popular in Chang'an in the future, and if I see any favorite poems in the future, San Lang will help me print it." ”

As Lin Zhao's most loyal book lover, Qi Xuan knew the attraction of that little monkey better than anyone else.

Qi Xuan means that he wants Chang'anfeng's "right to recommend".

That is, it is recommended that the poems be published.

Lin Zhao coughed and remained silent: "As far as I know, there are several compilers in charge of the content of this booklet, if Brother Qi has any recommendations in the future, I can help send it to a few compilers, as for whether it can be printed or not, it is not up to me as a student to decide." ”

"San Lang, you're not honest."

Qi Xuan smiled: "I flipped through this booklet just now, and it is clearly similar to the first draft you wrote that night, that is to say, this thing can almost be said to have been made by you, and you still have to shirk it from me." ”

Lin Zhao smiled bitterly: "Brother Qi has wronged me, for the past ten days, I have been in the Guozi Prison every day, and I have hardly left, where is the time to get this?" The first draft of this thing was written by me, but the compilation and printing were all done by my uncle, and it will be printed and distributed in the name of Guozijian in the future, and I really can't be the master. ”

"That's it."

Qi Xuan shook his head and said: "Since San Lang has said so, I won't embarrass you, just follow your method." ”

Speaking of this, he sat down on the chair again, and while carefully flipping through the booklet, he said: "There is also the matter I mentioned to San Lang just now, the story of that monkey making trouble in the Heavenly Palace is wonderful, but it can't be written like that, otherwise this thing will be seized by the imperial court after one or two issues." ”

Lin Zhao scratched his head: "Why?" ”

Qi Xuan glanced at Lin Zhao and said in a deep voice: "During the period of the First Emperor Dynasty, there were many anti-thieves in the world, and you let that monkey turn against the sky, which is suspected of insinuating the imperial court!" ”

Lin Zhao couldn't laugh or cry: "It's just a monkey, not a human ......"

Qi Xuan glanced at Lin Zhao and was confident.

"Can the monkey be exempt from the jurisdiction of the imperial court?"