Chapter Forty-Seven: Hu Wusheng of the Ram School

The old man's pupils suddenly widened.

You must know that the words on "Spring and Autumn" are dozens of times more than Zhang Yuan's poetry collection.

If those tentacle monsters in later generations want to type them all out on the computer, it will take several hours for more than 18,000 words.

It takes even longer to take a pen to copy.

Zhang Yuan said this completely to arouse everyone's emotions, and sure enough, no one believed it at all, and soon someone began to sarcastically mock Zhang Yuan.

"Doctor Qing is not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue, if you can copy hundreds of copies of "Spring and Autumn" a day, I will screw off my head and make wine for you."

The person at the bottom said something heavy, and Zhang Yuan almost didn't spit it out.

"Sir, your head looks like it's full of water, can you just poison people if you use it to make wine?

As I have already said, my method is called printing, not copying, and you can only cut off your ears and eat them yourself. ”

The man was pushed back by Zhang Yuan, and his face turned red all of a sudden.

"You're just going to have a mouth, and you can say whatever you want.

I also said that I can copy a thousand copies of "Spring and Autumn" in a day, don't read it here, big guy, this person is full of nonsense and can't be trusted. ”

After this person finished speaking, he immediately pulled his legs and left, for fear that Zhang Yuan would mock him again.

Zhang Yuan really wanted to argue with this person, but it was a big deal to tear his face and scold his mother directly, but the person left directly, making Zhang Yuan unable to spit out his words in his stomach and feeling very uncomfortable.

Seeing that some of the people below really began to scatter, the old man on the stage was not as interested as before, Zhang Yuan quickly coughed twice.

"Ahem.

If the princes don't believe it, Zhang Yuan can prove it on the spot. ”

shouted like this, and it had an immediate effect.

"Doctor Qing, you have to hurry up, we still have to wait for the value."

"Okay, you'll see."

As he spoke, Zhang Yuan walked to the edge of a printing table and began to operate it himself.

I put a piece of paper on top of the woodblock and brushed it with a brush, and then a song "Silent Night Thoughts" was printed on it.

"Everyone, look at it, this is a total of twenty words."

Zhang Yuan raised it, and then handed it to a small worker and asked him to hold it.

Then I changed to a blank piece of paper, took out the woodblock engraved with "Will Enter the Wine", and put the paper on it and brushed it.

Zhang Yuan sneered and lifted the paper.

"Let's take a look, how many words are printed on this piece of paper at the same time?

Do you still think I'm really just talking about it? ”

Sure enough, a bunch of people at the bottom began to look at Zhang Yuan's paper and began to count, and Zhang Yuan had to breathe a sigh of relief at this moment.

Fortunately, when Lao Zhao was carving, and when he wrote by himself, he didn't divide it into two or three sheets of paper because of too many words.

"It's one hundred and seventy-six words, and the piece of paper just now is only twenty words.

What Dr. Qing said is really true, Dahan has such a talented and quick person.

The old man compared Dr. Qing with Sima Xiangru that day, which was really embarrassing.

Now it seems that Sima Xiangru is not even as good as a little thumb of Dr. Qing. ”

"Yes, yes, the doctor is talented, and the Han has the doctor, which is really a blessing for the Han."

There was a lot of praise below, and Zhang Yuan's face was a little red when he was praised.

However, Zhang Yuan also noticed that some people scattered after a look of surprise appeared on their faces.

Some went out of the city, and some went into the city.

Zhang Yuan knew that these were all spies from various families, Zhang Yuan made such a big disturbance in Chang'an City today, but there were a bunch of people watching the play in the dark.

At this time, the old man next to him, after being surprised, hurriedly pulled Zhang Yuan aside.

"Doctor Qing, the old man wants to be cheeky and ask Doctor Qing to do him a favor."

Zhang Yuan's face softened, and he hugged his fist at the old man.

"It's funny, I haven't lived in Chang'an City for a long time, and I haven't been involved in the affairs of the court.

I don't know Mr.'s name, dare to ask Mr. 's name, and what is the official position? ”

The old man hurriedly held up Zhang Yuan's arm and said with a smile.

"Doctor Qing, the young hero doesn't know the old man's name, it's normal for him to be a general, and it doesn't have to be like this.

The old man's name is Hu Wusheng, and he is currently a doctor of "Spring and Autumn". ”

"it."

Zhang Yuan directly burst out of foul language, but he didn't expect that the fishing directly fished out the Doctor of the Five Classics.

"Doctor Qing, what do you mean by this?"

"It's not interesting, it's just that I have heard Mr. Da's name for a long time, and when I see it today, I am just amazed."

To be honest, Zhang Yuan really doesn't know who Hu Wusheng is, but he just knows that he is one of the doctors of the Five Classics.

In any case, the five doctors that Liu Che has set up for the Five Classics are definitely the leading figures of the entire Han Confucian school.

As for why the doctor of "Spring and Autumn" is not Dong Zhongshu, Zhang Yuan also knows in his heart that the old guy is now the minister of state in the Jiangdu Kingdom.

"Oh, I see, it seems that the old man is really old, and what the doctor said makes me a little confused."

"The doctor just said he wanted me to do me a favor, I don't know how to help?"

Hu Wusheng saw that Zhang Yuan took the initiative to mention this matter, and when he looked back and saw that no one was eavesdropping around, he lowered his voice and said to Zhang Yuan.

"Doctor Qing is willing to help the old man print thousands of copies of the "Ram Spring and Autumn" written by our Ram School?"

This old man really stood on the side of Dong Zhongshu, Zhang Yuan didn't directly agree to Hu Wusheng with a roll of his eyes, but asked him.

"Doctor, what do you have to do with Dong Zhongshu, the Minister of Jiangdu?"

"Oh, the old man's relationship with his brother is just that.

When he was young, he studied with my teacher, Gongyang Shou, and later returned to his hometown.

Now that he has been put to good use, and I am bent on promoting the doctrine of our ram faction, I have gradually lost contact. ”

Zhang Yuan nodded, to be honest, if Dong Zhongshu is in Chang'an now, then Zhang Yuan's primary target is Dong Zhongshu.

The second target is Gongsun Hong, but Gongsun Hong is not in Chang'an, and the third target is Yuan Gusheng, and Yuan Gusheng's uncle is not in Chang'an.

Zhang Yuan of the Confucian school knew only these few people, and the rest knew some but didn't know whether those people were dead or alive now.

"Well, I can do you a favor.

But you also know that this paper costs a lot of money, and it costs money to print.

For the sake of your dreams and to promote the doctrine of the Ram faction, I am willing to spend half of it to help you print this thousand copies of "Ram Spring and Autumn".

But the other half, hundreds of people in my family are waiting to eat, and I can't let them go hungry just to help you. ”

As soon as he heard the money, Hu Wusheng's face was not very good-looking.