Yan Jidao.

The son of the famous prime minister Yan Shu, it is said that he was able to write articles at the age of seven, and he was admitted as a Jinshi at the age of fourteen. He was a child of another family, and together with Yan Shu, he was called "Er Yan".

He was also a famous lyricist of the Wanyue School in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Numb!

The chances of meeting historical acquaintances in the Northern Song Dynasty were just a little too high.

Zhang Fei and Xu Zhiqian got out of the car.

"Zhang Fei has met Mr. Yan."

Zhang Fei bowed his hands and asked again: "I wonder if Mr. Yan can give me any advice?"

Yan Jidao cupped his hands and said, "I don't dare to take advice, but I just saw Zhang Sanlang litigating for Su Zizhan, so I also want to ask Zhang Sanlang to litigate for my father."

Zhang Fei and Xu Zhiqian couldn't help but look at each other.

Yes.

Today's literati are not stupid.

And he's very non-silly.

He came to the door so quickly.

Zhang Fei asked knowingly: "I wonder what kind of lawsuit Mr. Yan wants to file?"

"It's about Sanluzhai's pirated copy of my father's poetry collection." Yan Jidao showed a bit of anger on his face.

Zhang Fei glanced at him and asked, "It seems it's not as simple as just stealing copies."

Yan Jidao hesitated slightly, "Actually, the situation is slightly similar to that of Su Zizhan. The books printed by their bookstore are also shoddy and unsightly. I have gone to negotiate with him and pointed out the mistakes, hoping that they can correct them. But

I know that every time Sanluzhai is used, the printing plates are not replaced as early as possible, which makes the books printed afterward even worse."

It's interesting to say that in history, Yan Jidao and Su Shi were both victims of poetry, but both of them came to Zhang Fei immediately to file a copyright lawsuit.

Zhang Fei said: "I wonder how much you want to claim, sir?"

Yan Jidao shook his head and said, "I don't want money. I just ask that their study stop printing my father's poems and articles."

Zhang Fei nodded slightly and said: "I can take your lawsuit, but I also have a condition."

Yan Jidao asked: "I wonder how much remuneration you want?"

Zhang Fei shook his head and said: "I don't need any remuneration. I happen to own a bookstore. I hope that your husband can hand over all Yan Xiang's poems and articles to the shop."

There are not enough poems and articles by Su Shi now, they just have potential, but there are tons of articles by Yan Shu. If we can win over the Yan family, there is nothing to worry about.

Yan Jidao said in surprise: "You also open a bookstore?"

"It is precisely because of this lawsuit that I plan to open a bookstore."

Zhang Fei explained: "I think these articles and poems are the treasures of my Song Dynasty, and they must be treated kindly. The shoddy work of those bookstores is really tarnishing these beautiful poems and articles. After all, I am also half a poet."

As soon as he finished speaking, a "puff" was heard.

Zhang Fei glanced at Xu Zhiqian depressedly, "Why are you laughing?"

Xu Zhiqian pursed her lips and said, "You can't talk about half of it."

Yan Jidao said, "Mrs. Xu's words are wrong. Zhang Sanlang's 'There is no way to kill the soul, the west wind blows behind the curtain, and a person is thinner than a yellow flower'. It is really a quatrain, and it was written with the heart of a woman. Yan Mou is ashamed of himself."

Not as good as that."

These three sentences have long been spread throughout the capital and are known to everyone.

You must know that Yan Jidao's poems about love are unique, and his evaluation is absolutely authoritative.

Xu Zhiqian pouted and thought, that was definitely not his fault. He couldn't even understand my paper.

"As expected of Mr. Yan, he is just more discerning than some people."

Zhang Fei bowed his hand and glanced at Xu Zhiqian proudly, and then said: "That's why I plan to open a bookstore by myself. I can assure you, sir, that our bookstore will print the most exquisite poetry collection in the world for Yan Xiang. At the same time, we

The bookstore will also pay Mr. a certain copyright fee."

"Copyright fee?"

Yan Jidao was confused.

"Exactly."

Zhang Fei nodded and said: "If Mr. Yan is willing, we will sign a contract. In the contract, Mr. Yan can write down some requirements and authorize me, and this authorization will receive a certain amount of reward. I

Call it royalties."

Yan Jidao initially just didn't want to see his father's poems ruined by them. A typo in a beautiful poem was like eating a fly, especially since he was also a poet himself.

I never thought that now I could not only ask for exquisite production, but also get money for it. This is simply irresistible!

Yan Jidao nodded and agreed without any hesitation.

Zhang Fei coughed lightly and said, "Well, if you are willing, sir, can you also have your poems printed by our bookstore?"

"I?"

Yan Jidao was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand modestly: "My humble work cannot wait for the elegant hall, no, no."

Zhang Fei pondered for a moment and said: "That's right. In my opinion, a beautiful collection of poems should not only contain beautiful poems and articles, but also express some of the wishes that the author really wants to express in his heart. Therefore,

We will also add some stories behind the poems to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

And since Mr. Yan is the son of Mr. Yan, adding some of Mr. Yan’s poems to the collection of poems by Mr. Yan is considered a kind of inheritance, so it can be called perfect.”

If you print poems with light, no matter how much you can print, the average reader will have much less fun, and the story behind it will be more attractive.

Xu Zhiqian's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she looked at Zhang Fei in surprise. She felt that Zhang Fei was really unqualified for being a person with a sharp ear. If he wanted to be a businessman, he would probably become the richest businessman soon.

.

This idea is really exciting.

Yes!

This is the perfect collection of poems!

When Yan Jidao heard this, his eyes flashed sharply, and he was elated, and he agreed a little shyly.

The three of them found a tea shop nearby and signed an employment contract.

Just like Su Shi.

In triplicate.

Handwritten by Yan Jidao.

Must keep!

Bragging rights for future generations.

However, the contract did not specify the remuneration issue, because Zhang Fei did not want any money, but the bookstore had not officially transferred ownership, so the two parties only reached a verbal agreement on the remuneration issue.

Although it was the first time for him to meet Yan Jidao, he still believed in Yan Jidao.

After Yan Jidao left, Xu Zhiqian couldn't help but said: "I didn't expect you to be so good at business. If you can really print the kind of books you just mentioned, you will definitely be able to sell them for a lot of money."

Zhang Fei shook his head and said: "If I can't solve the problem of pirated printing before then, I will definitely lose everything. Let's go to the office."

Xu Zhiqian asked curiously: "Why are you going to the office? Shouldn't we go home first to discuss the introduction of exceptions and laws?"

Zhang Fei said: "Now that my benefactor has not released me from office, I need to go to the office to arrange the lawsuit."

We got on the carriage and went straight to Bianjing Law Firm.

"Congratulations to Sanlang and Mrs. Xu for another great victory."

As soon as he got off the carriage, Fan Li greeted him warmly, smiling so hard that his eyes almost disappeared.

Zhang Fei chuckled and said, "This is nothing to congratulate, because this is definitely the easiest lawsuit I have ever fought. After all, not all my opponents are enemies."

Xu Zhiqian on the side thought for a while, and it seemed that this was really the case.

Even if I helped Cao Yanei fight a lawsuit last time, the other side would be full of enemies!

Only this time, it was going with the wind.

Most scholar-bureaucrats and literati supported him.

"That's it! That's it!"

Fan Li smiled and nodded, and suddenly asked: "I wonder how much compensation the Kaifeng Mansion will award Jijuxian in the end?"

Compensation is the key!

“See for yourself!”

Zhang Fei handed the verdict to Fan Li and then entered the store.

But when I saw those people with ear pens and tea lovers, they lined up in the store to welcome their king's return.

Words of joy and words of flattery are endless.
To be continued...