These days, ordinary people dare not even think about being able to read and write. Most people can't afford it. They don't even have access to bookstores.
Publishing a book? That was something I never dared to think about.
Even if the children of wealthy families have been able to read and write since they were young and publish books? That is something that great scholars and great writers can do. Private individuals also publish books, but how many people can sell them on bookstore shelves and sell them so well? ?
Huo Nian's name suddenly resounded throughout the capital.
In the Zhang Mansion, Zhang Jie was rubbing his mother, "Mom, I also want to publish a book. I'm older than this guy named Huo Nian. What's wrong with me? I want to publish a book!"
Zhang Jie'er heard his father mention this Huo Nian all the time, not to mention that his ears were covered with calluses, it was like a thunderbolt that hit his ears and he could not forget it.
Moreover, he couldn't tell the contents of the "Book of Encouragement" and was scolded by his father. He mentioned other people's children every day. He was a young father-in-law and he had to compare himself with others in everything he did!
Can others compare with him?
If Huo Nian could publish one travelogue, he would publish three or five!
When the time comes, the shelves of the bookstore will be filled with his books. I don’t believe that the bookstore owner will not give his father face.
Wu was so annoyed by him that he had a headache.
Although there was no ink in her belly, she also knew that not everyone could publish this book. This boy named Huo Nian appeared out of nowhere. He published a book at a young age and even sold it. , it was very popular and was even praised by the emperor.
Others didn't know the inside story, but she knew it. The Duke of Guo kept an eye on Zhang Jie every day and asked him to make progress, but she had inquired about it.
"You have never even been to the capital, what kind of travel notes can you write?"
"I don't care, I don't care, mother, I just want to publish a book, I do!"
Zhang Jie couldn't see his father praising other people's children every day and belittling him. Huh, what's the point of a young boy who can't compare to him?
"Your father asked you to memorize the contents of the book of persuasion. Are you familiar with it? I heard that the two people from Anning's house and Pingbeihou's house couldn't memorize it, and they were punished by the emperor. Do you want to embarrass your father? face?"
"I recite it. I recite it every day. Oh, mother, please help me. Can you find someone to write it for me? Can't I just sign my name?"
This is fine, too.
Wu mused for a while, and now she didn't know why the Duke of Guo asked Feng Jie'er to be his heir apparent, but he was accepted back by the emperor. Could it be that Zhang Jie's reputation was not good enough? It would be good if he could gain some reputation for his son.
"Okay, mother will help you. But you haven't even been out of the capital, so don't think about your travel notes. Instead, think about how to write an article in a book of good deeds."
"That's okay. Mother, help me."
"Okay, mother, help you."
There were many people in the capital who thought the same thing as Wu, so soon all major bookstores displayed books written by the sons and daughters of nobles and ministers in conspicuous places.
There are travel notes, strategies, articles, poems, and boudoir books such as "Women's Precepts", "Women's Virtues", On Filial Daughters, and Women's Words on Women's Virtues. In addition to men who want to gain fame, women from high-ranking families If they want fame more, marrying into a good family is their best way out.
Moreover, in all of these books, the contents of the "Book of Encouraging Kindness" are marked in eye-catching locations.
The people in the capital are at a loss as to why this wind suddenly blew, but do the nobles and ministers still know? These people are the best at trying to figure out the holy will.
All of a sudden, the bookstores were so busy that everyone was busy. The bookstore owners responded to the books brought by the stewards and put them all in conspicuous places on the bookshelves. Is that a problem if the books are not sold well?
Every family has paid gold and silver to beg for the books of their young master and young lady, so what’s the point of losing? No, the shopkeeper can’t wait for such a good thing to happen every day and every month.
When the masters and wives of each family are socializing, they will also bring books written by their children and give them to each other. The younger children in the family also frequently hold various tea parties and give each other books written by themselves.
The news quickly reached Emperor Yongkang's ears, and Emperor Yongkang laughed angrily.
It's a good thing that he didn't issue a decree to reward Huo Nian, otherwise the wind would be more powerful than this. I'm afraid not everyone would use the money to publish a book.
Tsk tsk.
He didn't care much. He just called Zhang Fu into the palace.
"I heard that your eldest son also published a book?"
Zhang Fu knelt down with a plop. How could he know what his son's level was? How could he publish a book? He could understand all the words on it, and he was so happy that he couldn't sleep.
When Mrs. Wu excitedly handed the book with Zhang Jie's name to him, he was so angry that he scolded his wife and his wife and knelt in the ancestral hall for a whole day.
"Your Majesty, I am guilty of failing to restrain the women and children in my family, so that they did such an inappropriate thing. I am ashamed of your Majesty's trust. I will restrain them in the future."
Emperor Yongkang was not angry, he just couldn't help but want to take a look at Zhang Fu, who was blind and blind, and secretly thought about how he would react if he told him that he still had his legitimate children living in the market.
I just can't help but want to watch it.
But he just didn't want to tell him. He also wanted to see what arrangements the Zhang family would make for these two children, and he also wanted to see if Zhang Fu could be used.
He must drive the Tatars and Walas in the north back to the depths of the grassland. There will definitely be another war in Mobei. Zhang Fu is a capable minister and good general, but if he can even give up his own children, what kind of person will he be?
It’s also unnecessary.
"Zhang Aiqing,"
"I am here." Zhang Fu felt uneasy and did not dare to raise his head.
"Now I can understand why Jianwen wanted to cut down the vassal..."
Zhang Fu's head hung even lower. Is it possible for him to say such a thing to a minister? Sweat broke out on his forehead.
Emperor Yongkang had demoted and killed all his brothers because Emperor Jianwen wanted to cut down the vassal. He felt that Jianwen looked ugly and did not want to sit back and wait for death, so he raised the flag of rebellion. Only when he sat in this position did he realize that the emperor did not
Good job.
"If you don't want to talk about anything else, let's just talk about the annual salary? Ten thousand dan for the prince, two thousand dan for the county prince, one thousand dan for the general, and various royal orders... Taizu granted twenty-five vassal kings.
, there will only be more and more of these vassal kings in the future, and there will only be more and more descendants..."
The longer the dynasty lasts, the more princes and grandsons there will be. The amount of money and food that will be sent to the fief every year will only increase. One day it will become a heavy load for the dynasty.
Although he only has three sons, he still has more than a dozen grandsons, and these grandsons will have dozens or hundreds of children and grandchildren. This is a huge expenditure.
There are also various nobles and royal relatives.
Zhang Fu didn't even dare to raise his head. What could he say? He also held a hereditary title and received three thousand shi? meters a year. What could he say?
Emperor Yongkang looked at Zhang Fu who was kneeling down with a deep look, "My dear, being an emperor is not easy. There are so many royal relatives in the capital. If the children and grandchildren raised in the family are not useful and have no future, what do you think of the imperial court?
Why do we still spend so much money every year to support them?”
Zhang Fu knelt down on the floor tiles and said: "I am scared and I feel guilty. I must restrain the children in my family and urge them to make progress so that they can be used by Your Majesty."
After a while, Zhang Fu heard the emperor on the dragon throne say leisurely: "Well, it's very good."
A thin layer of sweat broke out on Zhang Fu's back. He walked out of the hall and was blown away by the cold wind. He shivered brightly. He gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Jie, just wait for me."
I held up my crown and felt the wind blowing under my feet, so I hurried home.