Brothers and sisters, monthly tickets! Please give me a monthly ticket! The chrysanthemum is about to be exploded!

...

Although the school has not started, all the teachers and students of Peking Zhixing Academy have come. They are very neat and there are no one missing.

Xie Jin sat upright on one side, holding a new book in his hand and slowly flipping through it.

Xie Zhenliang was a little uncomfortable when he participated in the academy activities for the first time.

Lu Changbo also held a new book and said to Ma Su with a flushed face: "This time, the physical books and magazines are printed, my Zhixing Academy will shake the world again, okay!"

Ma Su was empty-handed and he smiled: "The vibration is inevitable, but no one can tell whether some trouble will come out!"

Li Ermao said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother, as soon as this book is released, the literati in the world will be in chaos."

Ma Su nodded and said, "The way of nature is the right way. Once this book is released, the source of things that can be seen everywhere around us will make Confucianism particularly eye-catching. Your Majesty is here, and they dare not block the doors of those bookstores, so there will be no shortage of troubles afterwards."

"The mountain leader."

At this time, Yue Baoguo, who was sitting by the door, stood up and everyone stood up.

Fang Xing stepped in with a rosy complexion. He touched Yue Baoguo's head and asked, "Can the weather be adapted here?"

Yue Baoguo nodded, his eyes full of dependence: "The mountain is long, there is a lot of mutton here, and my disciples like to eat it."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Then eat more, so that you will grow tall and burly in the future, and you will not let down the name Yue Baoguo."

"Sit down."

Fang Xing felt that everyone in the room was standing to greet him, and it felt a little strange.

If I had another sentence: The mountain is growing well. This feeling...

Seeing that everyone seemed a little nervous, Fang Xing said to Lu Changbo: "Mr. Lu is good at chanting poems, so let's have one."

Lu Changbo glanced at Xie Jin and said uneasy: "The mountain chief praised me. Mr. Jie and his son are here. I will never dare to say that they are good at it."

With old explanations here, who dares to say that he is good at chanting poems and writing counterfeits?

Xie Jin looked up and said, "I can also appreciate your poems."

Xie Jin was willing to give advice, but this was a rare opportunity. Lu Changbo immediately cheered up and thought about it.

"Do you don't need to deliberately write poetry, you will fall into the wrong way. Poetry comes from the heart, rather than pile up words and sentences."

Xie Jin asked Lu Changbo to thank him in one sentence. He said: "I used to work hard in the imperial examination, but I ignored the innocence and was wrong!"

Fang Xing watched Xie Jin teaching Lu Changbo, his eyes turned and slowly swept over the students.

Yue Baoguo, the youngest of these people, and Li Ermao, did not choose to hide when opportunities and crises coexisted, but came to the academy to witness this moment together.

...

Carriages and ox carriages slowly emerged from the palace, and there was a team of guards next to them, looking around vigilantly.

After leaving the imperial city, the convoy immediately dispersed and went their separate ways.

"It's a book!"

Someone saw that the car was full of new books, so he was curious to get closer to read the title.

"Back back!"

The guard patted the scabbard and drove the man away.

These books cannot be exposed before being delivered to various bookstores, otherwise Zhu Zhanji would be worried that the road would be blocked, and then the fire would be burned out in excitement.

The convoy slowly moved forward, slowly, those people felt something was wrong, and their curiosity became loud and they followed closely behind.

Who would be the books that can be pulled out of the imperial city, and there are so many?

The key is that the guards are facing a great enemy, which makes people feel that these books are quite famous.

After the convoys arrived at their destinations, the bosses of the bookstores looked very strange, some were red and some were white. Anyway, none of them were normal.

“Unload the truck!”

There are five bookstores on this street. One of the bosses reached out and trembled for a long time, and finally shouted at his friend.

“Unlock the truck…”

“Unload the truck!”

“…”

What does this mean? Why do you look like the sadness of my death?!

The guys also looked solemn when carrying books. One of them was tripped, but the stack of books in his hand fell to the ground.

The breeze blew gently, and the pages of a book were swinging back and forth.

"physics?"

What does this mean?

Someone said sharp-eyedly, "There are some lines, I don't know what they are talking about."

After all the books were moved in, the guards shouted, and the convoy slowly turned around and headed towards the imperial city.

"Let's go in and have a look!"

"Okay! Look, if it's not expensive, buy one and go back and think about it carefully."

A group of literati flocked in. The boss and the clerk didn't say hello, but just looked at it, with a cold expression.

A literati couldn't wait to pick up a new book, turn the pages quickly, and then stop.

"The action of force is relative, what does it mean?"

"Look here, that is to say, when you give me a punch, my body will also give you the strength of a punch, but if your fist is not as hard as it is, there is still any pressure, so I suffer."

"Will you run?!"

"What is this thing about the relationship between volume and density?"

"Buoyant force? Can it still be calculated?!"

Several literati looked at each other with the physical writing in their hands, and one of them said angrily: "This is a rude way! This is nonsense!"

"It can't be sold! The shopkeeper, this book cannot be sold!"

The man rushed towards the stack of books like crazy, but was blocked by his friend.

The guy just pushed the man staggeringly. He contemptuously said, "This book was sent from the palace. If you have money, you can buy two books and burn them back. If you don't have money? Haha! All the people from the Five City Military and Ma Si went out to the street today."

The five-city military personnel took to the streets today. After Ma Su's father-in-law Zhao Weizheng was transferred to Peking, this is the first time he led a team to the streets. For this reason, he discussed with his colleagues and specially inspected many locations in bookstores.

"Who is doing this?"

Zhao Weizheng came in with a knife in his armor and asked, looking at the literati with a cunning look.

The shopkeeper hurriedly said, "Sir, it's just a little dispute, it's okay."

Zhao Weizheng said coldly: "It's good that there is no. If someone has a life, report it immediately. No matter who he is, he will be severely punished and stripped of his clothes!"

If you strip your clothes and your clothes, you will be able to take away your fame and fortune. This is no different from a dead father for scholars.

The literati were silent, and Zhao Weizheng snorted coldly and strode out.

The man who had been crazy before waited for Zhao Weizheng to leave, then spat at his back and said angrily: "Let's go!"

But when he left the door, he found several companions still looking through the book, and shouted, "What else can I read? It is the right thing to go home early!"

These scenes are constantly being staged in various bookstores in Peking City, and the price of this book is outrageous, making it so popular among poor families.

"How could it be that cheap?"

If you count ten copper coins, you can buy a physics book, and those literati will go crazy.

"Is Fang Xing crazy? Or is it said that someone paid him money!"

"If this is distributed to the entire Ming Dynasty, you can't even think about it if you don't have a hundred thousand coins!"
Chapter completed!