Child Bride’s Peaches and Plums Are All Over the World

After Bai Yitang was arrested, he was disheartened for a while, if it wasn't for a coincidence, he wouldn't accept disciples, Ling Tianmen might be cut off in his hands.

As for the senior brothers and sisters who are still in the Central Plains, they only know the skills of Lingtianmen, they don't have the power of Lingtianmen, and they don't even know the origin of Lingtianmen. Pass down the essence, so to a certain extent, Lingtianmen can be considered extinct.

But he accepted him as an apprentice and taught Li Baolu well, but it was impossible for her to do the work of stealing, and Bai Yitang would not force her.

Ling Tianmen has always acted as he pleases, so he has no psychological burden on giving up his full-time job as the head of the previous generations. There is no need to make this matter clear, he doesn't want to enter the rivers and lakes again, and his apprentice only practices martial arts to protect the people he cares about, there is no need to announce these two points to the world. After all, it's your own life, just live it yourself.

But now someone has set up such a game against him, Bai Yitang is not stupid, he also thought of what Gu Jingyun and Li Baolu thought, if he doesn't show up this time, they will find other ways to find him, and then force him to hand over the things .

Bai Yitang was never someone who would let others bully him and never fight back. If Lingtianmen still had money, he might spend some time disposing of the money before asking Qin Xinfang for help, but Lingtianmen had already run out of money.

When the Yellow River broke its embankment back then, he didn't want to get involved in these things anymore, so he moved out the treasury of Lingtianmen with a big hand, and there wasn't even a mouse in it, so he had no psychological pressure to hand over the bus.

As for the other thing that the people of the Jianghu are looking for - the art of war!

Bai Yitang chuckled, when the time comes, he will print 108,000 copies, and if he wants, he can exchange it for something, whether it is magical weapons or classics, he will accept it.

People in the Jianghu have a lot of things in their hands.

Do you think that with the book of war, you can go to the battlefield and form an army to be a general? Although he didn't read much, he had heard allusions about talking about soldiers on paper.

What's more, Zhao Kuo is familiar with military books at any rate, and he can talk about them on paper. Can these Jianghu people who have trouble reading and writing really be familiar with military books?

At least he lived next to an educator for fifteen years, knowing that with good teachers and good books, students may not be able to learn it well, just like they practice martial arts.

The master leads the door, and the practice depends on the individual. In those schools, the skills are the same, and the master is the same, but only one or two are outstanding. Some people even teach a hundred or eighty apprentices, but none of them can inherit the mantle.

Why?

Because people are stupid!

Talent is limited, even if you have secret books, you can't learn the essence, so naturally the book of war is the same. Do you think you can enter the officialdom and enter the upper class if you get the book of war?

Bai Yitang went to the palace to look for the emperor, first to express that Lingtianmen has no money, and your court should not think about taking back the "dirty silver" from him when you hear the news, and take a rest; secondly, to express that they will not do this in the future It's a kind of theft. Ling Tianmen has basically been cut off in his generation. If someone steals corrupt officials in the future, don't blame him again; You don't plan to take care of such troubles on Wang Tushang?

The emperor was silent for a moment and asked: "How do you want me to manage it?"

Don't you Jianghu people like to settle grievances and grudges by yourself?

"Your Majesty, help me print some books, and then send someone to help me transport the books to Kaifeng Mansion. In exchange, I am willing to hand over the remaining account books of Lingtianmen to the imperial court."

The emperor moved, but the historian who was kneeling to record the emperor's words and deeds had already raised his head and stared at the emperor with piercing eyes.

Emperor: ... Aiqing, please pay attention to your professional ethics. As a historian who records your words and deeds, shouldn't you minimize your sense of existence and just be a person who can listen and write?

How can you have your own subjective thoughts?

The historian who had always been devoted to his duties couldn't help but stared at the emperor with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

As a historian, what he craves most is historical materials, especially this kind of first-hand historical materials.

Although there are only a few words, the historian has speculated that Lingtianmen, a Jianghu sect, has been committed to stealing property from corrupt officials and then helping the people. Most of the property should be used for the mass exodus caused by natural disasters and man-made disasters. These will be recorded in the account books , What a magnificent and true historical material this is for their historians.

Lingtianmen must have existed for a very long time, which means that these can not only restore the history of the former emperor, but also know more ancient ones. For historians who explore the truth of history, this is equivalent to a delicious feast.

The emperor naturally knew this too, and people can know the ups and downs by using the past as a mirror. The Lingtianmen came into contact with corrupt officials and major disasters, and there are many records in them.

"Just printing books for you?"

Bai Yitang nodded and smiled, "When the time comes, I can send a set of books to His Majesty. They are all military books collected by the Zhang family, and there are many unique copies among them."

The corner of the emperor's mouth twitched slightly, and he asked, "Okay, I've accepted you, just hand over as many books as you want to print to the manager of the bookstore, and I will ask him to print them for you for free."

"Not many, one hundred thousand copies for each volume, if there are not enough copies, then reprint."

The emperor was stunned, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He didn't know if it was too late to take back the previous sentence.

Although there is movable type printing and papermaking is very developed, the cost of books is still very high. The price of a volume of "The Analects of Confucius" is 320 Wen, and a set of three volumes costs nearly one tael of silver. "It takes more than eight taels, and "Historical Records" is cheaper, only six taels.

However, a farm family of five worked hard for a year with sufficient arable land. Excluding the food needed for survival and the taxes paid, the surplus grain every year was probably not more than five taels of silver. Even a set of "Historical Records" "I can't even afford it, which shows how expensive books are.

That's why the folks have the power to support a scholar's rumors, because Shuxiu is expensive, but books are more expensive.

There must be a lot of military books in Bai Yitang's hands. It is said that he moved half of his small study at that time, and printed a volume of 100,000 copies. Even the Royal Bookstore may have to print for several years.

The emperor has lived through hard times and knows the essence of careful calculation. Although it is not easy to take back the sacred metaphor, he can bargain with Bai Yitang.

So the king of a country started a business with a hero in the study of the Qinzheng Hall. The two sides bargained for a long time, and finally each made a concession, from 100,000 copies per volume to 50,000 copies, but Bai Yitang asked him The handed-in books had to be printed at the same time, sorted one by one, and he didn't need to bother to pick them up again when the time came.

Although the emperor disapproved of this blatant usurpation of the royal labor force, he did not reject it.

Bai Yitang left two boxes of account books and left. As for the other account books, they were still in the warehouse of Lingtianmen in Shuzhong. He would pick them up later.

Qin Xinfang took Bai Yitang out of the palace, held back for a long time and said: "You entered the palace just to ask the emperor to print books for you for free?"

Not to mention that it was to show that he wanted to wash his hands in the gold basin, this kind of thing could be finished with just one sentence from him. Qin Xinfang felt that he came here just to print the book.

Who knew that Bai Yitang really nodded, he said sadly: "Books are too expensive, I want to print so many, I can't afford it without tens of thousands of taels of silver."

He took out the money bag from his pocket and opened it, poured out two broken pieces of silver and a handful of copper coins, looked at Qin Xinfang and said, "And this is all the money I can afford so far, how many books do you think this can print?"

Qin Xinfang: "...so poor!"

Bai Yitang nodded approvingly, and said sadly: "That's right, so I need Brother Qin to support me when I go to Kaifeng Mansion."

Hey, I don't call you Mr. Qin now, the address has changed quickly enough.

Qin Xinfang held back for a long time and asked, "You will not steal from now on, so what will you do for a living in the future?"

Bai Yitang relaxed on the carriage and said, "Isn't there an apprentice of mine? I decided to take Baolu on a trip to Sichuan this time, and officially pass the Lingtian Gate on to her. Then she will take care of me. Our Lingtian Gate According to the rules, when the head is resigning, the first thing the new head needs to do is to buy a good farm of between 20 and 100 mu for the abdicated head, and a shop. There are not many things, but it is more than enough to support me."

Qin Xinfang was dumbfounded, "You Lingtianmen still have this rule?"

Bai Yitang nodded, and said meaningfully: "Our Lingtian Sect has a lot of rules. At the beginning, I didn't think about going out of Qiongzhou, let alone passing on the mantle to Baolu, so I didn't have time to tell her many rules. Just right, This time I go to Shuzhong to make up for it."

Qin Xinfang frowned slightly, "Are you going on the road alone? According to Baolu's letter, many people from the world are looking for you, in case something happens..."

"Oh," Bai Yitang said nonchalantly, "I'll wait until a few copies of the book are printed before leaving. There's no rush, no rush."

Bai Yitang squinted his eyes and sneered, they wanted to invite the gentleman into the urn, and it also depended on whether he was willing to go in as a gentleman, hmph, just as he was a hot-blooded, impulsive and irritable young man in his teens?

Bai Yitang would never admit that he might really have done such a thing a few years ago.

Seeing the sneer on his face, Qin Xinfang lit a candle from the bottom of her heart for the Jianghu people who were still having a lively wedding banquet in Kaifeng Mansion, especially the Lord Baozhu Zheng who spent a lot of money and held a big birthday banquet.

At the same time, Li Baolu was also mourning for Master Zheng. Today is Zheng Hao's birthday. Unfortunately, she and Gu Jingyun were enjoying the two-person world on the street. What's more, this little girl also sneaked out alone, there was no way, her father and senior brothers and sisters all went to the birthday banquet, and she was tied up and locked up in the house.

But she had expected that her father would treat her like this, so she secretly hid a dagger under the bed board. As soon as the person left, she moved the chair and opened the bed board with difficulty, untied the rope in an unbelievably twisted posture, and escaped .

And unfortunately, this girl had an invitation card in her hand, she warmly invited Li Baolu and Gu Jingyun to attend the birthday banquet with her in Zhengjiabao.

Of course, the invitation is fake.

She bought it for twenty taels, but the other party was highly skilled in counterfeiting. Chen Zhu patted her chest and assured her: "I have compared the invitation with my father's and it is exactly the same. People in Zhengjiabao will definitely not be able to find it. Chunxi, Didn't you run away from home because you wanted to see the world, this is a rare opportunity, it would be a pity if you don't go. When you are captured by your family, it will be difficult to come out later."

Li Baolu: ...Can I refuse? In fact, I don't want to join in the fun.

She really didn't want to go, because she was afraid of death, so many people from the rivers and lakes gathered together, what if there was a fight if there was a disagreement?

She was racking her brains on how to refuse, but Gu Jingyun nodded and said: "Okay, let's go."

Li Baolu looked up at him, he smiled at Li Baolu, patted her head and said: "But you have to pretend a little bit, otherwise it will be bad if you are recognized by acquaintances."