As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Qian felt a slender and sinful hand fall on his ear.
"...Hey, sister, please let go, I'm talking to my brother-in-law about business, can you give me some face?"
"Is he your brother-in-law? Tell me!" Yang Wan glared at Yang Qian with a dark look on her face. She always felt that this kid was getting more and more naughty.
"Yes, yes, you say yes." Yang Qian reluctantly raised his hands in surrender.
"You kid, why are you becoming more and more out of character?" Yang Wan then retracted her hand angrily.
Chen Tai looked at the two sisters dumbfounded and was really convinced.
Finally, under Yang Qian's persuasion, Chen Tai and Yang Wan agreed to leave 15% of the shares and 35% to Yang Qian.
It seems that Wang Wei, the prefect, has been hampered in Xingyang's government affairs for too long. If he doesn't take action, it will be like lightning.
In just two days, the Xingyang Deng family and their accomplices who were closely involved were all arrested and imprisoned. Of course, there was also the Xingyang Zheng family, a real Xingyang family, who secretly helped.
Chen Tai's Chen's Bookstore not only gained nearly a thousand dollars from this open and covert battle with Deng's Bookstore.
When Wang Wei, the governor of Xingyang, dealt with the Deng family, he did not forget the contributions of Yang Qian and Chen family.
Naturally, the liquidated damages of the seven breachers were also paid to Chen.
This kind of righteous operation allowed the Chen family to obtain nearly 24,500 yuan in less than half a month.
But the eldest sister Yang Wan and her brother-in-law Chen Taile blossomed.
However, it is a bit regrettable.
Another important figure in the Deng family, Princess Bo Dengxian of Xingyang County, and several of his confidants have absconded and disappeared.
For this reason, Wang Weizhen, the prefect of Xingyang, was so angry that he jumped into a rage.
Strictly order all counties in this county to carry out strict investigations and strive to catch these fugitives.
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As for Deng Xian, he was not only the second-ranking member of the Deng family after Deng Heng.
Moreover, he is ruthless and decisive in his actions.
Moreover, with his position as a boss and his skillful means and management, Wang Wei, the prefect of Xingyang, felt aggrieved all the time.
It was enough to show how powerful this person was, and he was able to escape from Wang Wei's capture in the first place, which was enough to make Yang Qian vigilant.
Yang Qian got the news from the Zheng brothers and heard the news.
Yang Qian couldn't help but secretly despise the prefect Wang who thought he was fully prepared.
You really have to be fully prepared, yet the other party escapes such a dangerous important person.
Such a slap in the face is really...
"Brother Yang Xian, during this period, you have to be careful. Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens.
Then Lord Deng took Deng's fault lightly and took it out on you." Zheng Yuancong said with a worried look on his face.
"Thank you, Third Brother Zheng, for reminding me. I will definitely be careful."
Yang Qian nodded and replied seriously. Not only should he be careful about his safety, but his sister and brother-in-law should also be careful.
Yang Qian understood Deng Ming's previous actions.
This was a feudal period where desperadoes would show up anytime and anywhere and kill people.
"Everyone, please come here..."
Brother-in-law Chen Tai opened the door of a house, passed through the front yard, and led the Zheng brothers to his family's printing workshop.
Inside, two hand-operated printing machines are placed there, as well as various tools, inks and other items related to engraving printing.
As the two Chen workers performed the operation and demonstration, the three Zheng brothers were completely stunned.
After going through the whole process, I would almost just open my mouth and watch the pieces of cut rice paper being mechanically glued together.
Print, peel off, and then place them neatly, waiting to be sorted and bound into a volume.
As the inventor of woodblock printing, Yang Qian naturally wanted to explain his invention.
"Actually, the inspiration for this technology comes from seals. Well, that's what my father said."
"..." The three Zheng brothers and Chen Tai looked at Yang Qian's performance with expressions of emotionless expressions.
"My father also said that... after the seal is carved, it can be used repeatedly, and the handwriting will be very clear.
My father thought, why not just carve out a page of the book, then apply ink on it and rub it on the paper."
Zheng Shanyuan shook his head in disbelief.
“Since the advent of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, countless literati and wise men in the world have hoped for a way.
It will be easier to spread their works to the world."
"I have racked my brains and tried every means, but all of them have been in vain. I can only be like my dear brother..."
Only my father, who is knowledgeable and talented, can do this."
Yang Qian smiled humbly, waved his hands and said.
"Actually, this engraving and printing technique is nothing more than that.
It’s just that people in the past thought and thought about people, not objects.”
"Human beings are the spiritual leaders of all things. They are born adhering to the spirituality of heaven and earth. The biggest difference between us and animals is.
That’s because we not only know integrity and propriety, but also because we know how to use everything in the world for our own use.”
Finally, they didn't hear Yang Qian continue to use his father to block the knife, and the Zheng brothers breathed a sigh of relief.
Otherwise, I have to be careful when praising others, which makes me really tired.
Zheng Yuancong nodded in admiration with a sincere look on his face.
"What my dear brother said is true and reasonable."
If Yang Xiandi had been born a thousand years earlier, I am afraid he would have been the leader of hundreds of families and the leader of sages.
Yang Qian didn't know that he was already comparable to the founder of Mohism at the time of hundreds of schools of thought in Zheng Yuancong's heart.
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"Brother Yang Xian, our brothers have just discussed it and feel that the emergence of woodblock printing is actually a good omen for our great Sui Dynasty.
Therefore, this gift should be presented as early as possible, but now that it is almost mid-autumn, I am afraid that it will be too late.
But it doesn’t matter, there is still some time before the Double Ninth Festival, so we will try to present it to His Majesty during the Double Ninth Festival.”
The Zheng brothers' eyes were shining as they looked at the engraving and printing equipment.
There was also Zheng Yuanxun who was standing in front of him, so excited that he almost forgot about himself.
Yang Qian smiled helplessly. "Since the three Zheng brothers all think this way, there is no problem."
"However, what should we print to present to His Majesty so as to please His Majesty?"
Zheng Shanyuan thinks that the Four Books and Five Classics are better, while Zheng Yuancong thinks that since the founding of the Sui Dynasty.
Both generations of emperors respected and worshiped the Buddha. If they wanted to do so, they would print some Buddhist scriptures.
The two brothers couldn't argue. Zheng Yuanxun, the fourth child, had no say in the matter and could only hum and haha.
Chen Tai was also confused. After all, what does His Majesty the Emperor like? The levels of the two parties are so different that he really doesn't know.
"Listen to me, just the Four Books and Five Classics. Since the founding of the Sui Dynasty, I have established the imperial examination.
Printing the Four Books and Five Classics and prospering the academic world will surely please Your Majesty."
"No, no, no, I still think it is better to print Buddhist scriptures. A few days ago, His Majesty also issued a special decree to build a Huiri Dojo in Yangzhou.
Therefore, if we print thousands of volumes of Buddhist scriptures and present them to His Majesty, how can His Majesty not be overjoyed?"
The two brothers were already blushing because of the argument. At this time, Zheng Yuanxun on the side reached out and patted the two brothers, and then pointed to the opposite side.
Only then did the group of people notice that Yang Qian's face was a little dark at the moment, his eyes were dull, and he was covering his heart with his hands, looking like he was about to suffer from a serious illness.
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