Journey to the West, a book!

This is indeed a thing that surprises Yang Shouwen.

The writing of a book in the Tang Dynasty is not a trivial matter. Due to the limited printing conditions, the cost of the book can be very high...... Xingyang is located in the hinterland of the Central Plains and was originally the center of scholarly culture. If you want to publish a book here, you not only need enough capital, but also have a certain reputation. Otherwise, it would not be feasible to publish a book in a place like Xingyang.

"This time, thanks to your help from Uncle Twenty-Nine, I finally moved Xingyang Academy to make engravings, and then started printing. Of the 1,000 sets of the first batch of books, I left 100 and the remaining 900 in the bookstore.

It's also because you have recently gained a little fame in Xingyang, plus the Zheng family is a guarantor, otherwise you won't be able to enter the bookstore at all. ”

"So the book has already been sold?"

"So far, no one has bought it. But your twenty-ninth uncle said that your Journey to the West is very interesting, and it must not be a problem. ”

"The engraving ......"

"Don't worry, I've got it back."

The Tang Dynasty was still the era of engraving printing.

Yang Chenglie is not afraid of anything else, mainly this Journey to the West is Yang Shouwen's first work, so he left the engraving as a souvenir.

In these days, there will be no copyright protection.

Books are not written to make money, mainly to make a name for themselves. After all, Yang Shouwen has already done half of it. Once he has enough fame, he will have various channels to get money, instead of writing hard every day to make money.

Yang Shouwen held the book and couldn't put it down.

However, he frowned immediately. Whispered, "Father." Why not leave my real name? ”

Yang Chenglie smiled: "I originally wanted to use your name. But after thinking about it, I felt that something was wrong, so I left your watch. ”

"But ......"

Yang Shouwen looked at Yang Chenglie suspiciously, but found that Yang Chenglie's gaze seemed to flicker.

What's the situation?

He vaguely felt that there must be something inside that he didn't know. But seeing that everyone was very happy, Yang Shouwen didn't want to ask again, so he asked this question. Hidden in his heart, he was going to ask Yang Chenglie later.

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Night is approaching.

In Xingyang County, the night curfew has begun.

The streets are sparsely populated and deserted, making people feel an indescribable oppression.

It was almost time before it began to rain again.

Located in the ancestral house of the Pan family in Huangmenfang, the gate is closed.

The angry lantern at the door swayed in the wind and rain, and the light flickered and flickered.

At the bend of the street outside the gate, an old yellow dog lay weakly under the eaves. A pair of eyes exude a thick twilight air.

This Huangmenfang is named after Huangmentang.

In a way. This is also the base of the Pan family. There are about five or six hundred households in the entire Huangmenfang, and half of them are surnamed Pan, so a huge clan with the surname Pan as the main family has been formed, dominating the city.

In the past, after the night ban, this Huangmenfang would be full of lights.

But tonight, all the restaurants and nightclubs in Huangmenfang are closed, and there is not even a ghost on the street.

In the ancestral hall of the Pan family, dozens of Pan family elders were gathering together to discuss things.

Patriarch Pan Daoyuan had a gloomy face, sitting on the couch without saying a word.

And the old man was arguing so red-faced. They each stood in their own shoes and explained their reasons.

"Jiulang, you can't let the Zheng family be arrogant like this anymore."

Suddenly, a loud voice rang out.

An old man in his sixties stood up and shouted at Pan Daoyuan: "The Zheng family has blocked all the water channels that flow through the Pan family's fields, so that the water sources in many places are no longer enough. Fortunately, the rain is still abundant this year, so it will not delay the spring ploughing. But if this goes on like this, sooner or later, my Pan family's fields will be subject to the Zheng family, and it will become a trouble when the autumn harvest comes. Also, the shops under the Zheng family's name have also stopped selling materials to the Pan family. There may not be any problem at the moment, but if it takes a long time, I am afraid that it will make the problem more serious and must be solved as soon as possible. ”

The person who spoke, named Pan Daoqing, was older than Pan Daoyuan in terms of age.

It's just that he is not a disciple of the sect, so he can only be decided by Pan Daoyuan.

Pan Daoqing is like a fire and has a very short temper.

"Jiulang has repeatedly ordered us not to conflict with the Zheng family.

But now it's not that we want to clash with the Zheng family, but that his Zheng family has already come to the door, forcing us to have a conflict.

Kuro, let's go to war!

Otherwise, my Pan family will have no face, and I will be forced by the Zheng family to have no way to live. ”

"yes, let's go to war."

Several clan elders expressed their approval, and at first glance the meaning of their words seemed to be how much they had been wronged.

Pan Daoyuan's face was gloomy, and he snorted coldly after a moment.

"The third brother said lightly, how to start a war?

Since the Western Jin Dynasty, my Pan family has been squeezed by the Zheng family since the withering of talents. Since the Six Dynasties, the Zheng family has accumulated huge resources in Xingyang. We haven't found it before, but this time...... It's not a question of whether there will be a war or not, in fact, we have already had several conflicts with the Zheng family, so what is the result?

Third brother, I know you're unhappy.

But now this disaster is caused by your third room.

If it weren't for Pan Daozi who attacked people and cut down their tombstones, would the Zheng family have such a big reaction?

Today I went to the yamen of the state capital, and the government has warned me not to cause any more incidents. Do you understand, now in the eyes of other people, the current situation of my Pan family is not to blame for the Zheng family, it is our Pan family to blame, do you understand. ”

"Then you can't let him run rampant, right?"

Pan Daoqing was a little reasonable, but he didn't want to stop there.

And Pan Daoyuan snorted coldly: "Then what do you want?" The Zheng family has been rampant in Xingyang for hundreds of years, and it is not an overnight thing. I originally thought that after so many years of Taoguang's cultivation, the Pan family could already fight with the Zheng family.

As a result, it turned out that you had a bastard thing in the third room...... Do you know how much favor I paid for the matter of Pan Hua in your family? The high sacrificial wine sent a letter to ask, and He Zhizhang wrote to ask. What's more, Wuzhong has always been an important partner of my Pan family, but now it has caused the price of the embroidery sold to us by Wuzhong merchants to increase by 30%.

This 30% price is because of your Pan Hua and you have to accept it. ”

Facing Pan Daoqing's accusation, Pan Daoyuan couldn't hold back any longer, stood up, pointed at Pan Daoqing and scolded loudly.

Pan Daoqing felt that more than a dozen pairs of eyes were staring at him, revealing dissatisfaction.

Even the clan elders who had said that they had agreed to help him speak before were frowning and sat there without saying a word. (To be continued......)