The last day of October, at night.

Luoyang, the capital of the gods, is a drunken immortal building.

A restaurant at least twice the size of Tianxiaju has more than one living room and one guest room.

A chain hotel of the Great Zhou Empire, ten in Luoyang City, nearly a hundred in the entire Great Zhou Empire, and even the main cities of the various princes, there is at least one.

But a few scholars obviously did not see through this meaning, after several discussions, they still planned to invite Jiang Mo to come here to gather, if they could talk, the matter of papermaking would come to an end, and if they couldn't talk, it would be a Hongmen banquet.

Jiang Mo was naturally invited, and on the surface, he only brought Qin Mu, who was already injured, and Wutong, the maid. But secretly Yu Ne is also among them.

Jiang Mo came to the living room on the second floor, where ten seats had been placed, and all of them were seated, and Zheng Yuanyu was also among them.

A man with good facial features, polite manners, and a neat beard saluted forward: "The second leader of the Eternal Consortium, Ji Zhen, Qi Shizi, please take a seat"

This Ji Zhen is the younger brother of Ji Biao, the helmsman of the Eternal Foundation, a five-year-old who can recite poems, and who can recite "Analects" and "Book of Songs" at the age of eight, and write tens of thousands of words. Because of his excellent memory and quick response to debates, he is known as a prodigy by everyone. And the Eternal Consortium was also a royal descendant more than a hundred years ago, just because the business territory was too huge, and even rich and rivaled the country, at that time, Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty, forbidden this army to engage in politics, so to some extent it was blind to a high IQ, but the Eternal Consortium was well organized, but it could not shine politically.

Jiang Mo should not be too polite in front of so many scholars, smiled wantonly, and swaggered to the seat.

Ji Zhen's cheeks twitched, and the other people also talked about it, extremely dissatisfied.

Ji Zhen still stepped forward to introduce Jiang Mo: "This Zheng family's talker, Zheng Shilang, the prince should know each other!" This household servant Li Hongliang represents the Li family..."

A round-faced middle-aged man with a smile on his face and no beard also saluted Jiang Mo, seemingly close and kind, but it always made Jiang Mo a little afraid in his heart, and it seemed that he was more difficult to mess with than Hongluqing Li Da. Jiang Mo did not return the gift.

"This old man's name is Wang Xiang, and he is the patriarch of the Wang family."

The old man had white hair and white beard, snorted coldly, and didn't treat Jiang Mo at all, but Jiang Mo arched his hand instead.

"This Cui family talker Cui Jun, this is the Lu family's talker, the father of Lu Ning County Commander - Lu Qian"

The two of them were also full of hatred, but they also nodded their hands, and Jiang Mo also returned the salute.

Ji Zhen should be the most powerful and wealthy of all the gate lords, but he behaved extremely humbly, and also introduced all the scholars to Jiang Mo one by one.

Jiang Mo behaved extremely arrogantly, asked Wutong to feed him fruits, and even put his feet on the table, Jiang Mo scratched his head with a fan, and spread his fingers in turn: "I can't remember introducing so many people, let's say anything directly!" I think you've hired at least five waves of assassins, and by the way, that one named Chang Jianqing is the most powerful, and he almost killed us all..."

Everyone didn't expect Jiang Mo to be outspoken and not give face to anyone, and everyone looked at each other, as if they were all saying something, only Li Hongliang gritted his back molars with a smile on his face, and clenched his fists.

Although Jiang Mo behaved casually, he had already looked at everyone, and even listened carefully to every word, and basically locked on the three assassins in the noise, including the Wang family and the Lu family, and the ghost blade Chang Jianqing should have been invited by the Li family, in addition to asking Yu Nie to observe which family was not burning that night, he also looked at the assassin's expression, and asked him to confirm that it was this person named Li Hongliang who also wanted to get rid of him.

Ji Zhen was shocked, "Someone in Luoyang, the capital of the gods, dared to assassinate Qi Shizi, it's really sensational, I'm waiting to invite Shizi to come just to get to know him..."

"Acquaintance, there are a lot of knife and axe hands arranged outside the door?" Jiang Mo interrupted, but still ate casually.

"Where's that..."

"Okay, isn't it just about papermaking and printing, let's just talk about it!"

Ji Zhen still saluted respectfully, but seemed to have changed his solemn tone: "Qi Shizi is also the son of a prince, no different from everyone here, they are all gate lord clans, why do you want to make paper?" Why do you know how to make paper? ”

"Your house can be built, why can't I build it"

"Emperor Shenxiao Wen personally promised me to be made by the Eternal Consortium..."

Jiang Mo kept interrupting, and was even a little surprised: "Just this broken papermaking technique, you have to block it for more than 100 years, do you know how much development this culture can make?" ”

"Knowledge must be in our hands," Wang Xiang, the patriarch of the royal family, tapped the ground with his cane.

"Where did it come from? Isn't it superior in all aspects? I am worried that there are immortal talents among the ordinary poor people, and even squeezing your career will no longer be noble? ”

"You... cough, cough, cough, "Wang Xiang coughed angrily.

Lu Qian scolded without modesty: "Don't talk nonsense to this guy, it's over with one slash!" ”

Jiang Mo sneered, "Hahaha, even if I am finished, I can't stop the development of paper printing, let alone your decline."

Lu Qian took the case and even asked his subordinates to take out knives.

Ji Zhen stood up at this time and spread his hands, "Everyone is angry, what Jiang Shizi said is not reasonable, killing him is not the solution to the problem!" ”

It seemed that everyone was very obedient to Ji Zhen, and soon quieted down, and Ji Zhen's attitude towards Jiang Mo became more and more tough: "The paper is made, the printing technology in your mouth can no longer be handed over to the royal family, your paper-making method tells us to all the scholars, and then it will no longer be disseminated, and the matter will come to an end." ”

"Hahahaha" Jiang Mo laughed wildly again, "It seems that you have mastered the papermaking technique for more than a hundred years, and you still have to ask me the method, sure enough, without market competition, technology will not progress"

"Less nonsense!" Lu Qian shouted.

Jiang Mo snorted coldly: "I'm sorry that the printing royal already knows, but it's as simple as the method of sealing, as long as the paper develops, naturally many people can think of it!" ”

Lu Qian drew his knife and was about to rush towards Jiang Mo, but at this time, no one in the hall stopped him, and Wutong shrank into a ball in fright, and he was even scared into tears: "Ah~ Don't"