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"Four Brothers"

Song Tuizhi was holding the latest issue of Daxuan Minbao, repeating the second chapter of "Swordsman", when he suddenly heard Chen Luo's voice from outside the door.

Song Tui panicked, the great Confucianism's supernatural power "Nothing" was activated, and the Daxuan Minbao in his hand was instantly distorted and dissipated, as if it had never existed.

Only then did Song Tuizhi straighten his robe lightly, with a serious face, dignified and majestic, and said softly: "Come in!"

Chen Luo pushed the door and entered. Seeing that Song Tuizhi was so upright, he also bowed respectfully: "I've seen the fourth senior brother. Is the fourth senior brother still used to it here?"

Song Tuizhi nodded slightly: "Students, with a sack of food and a ladle of drink, you can live in peace. I came here to take care of you, and this place is very good."

Chen Luo was in awe.That's right, this is what a great Confucian should look like.

Look at that Wei Yan, and then look at that Liu Jingzhuang, what they look like!

Ineffective!

Chen Luo also put away his scattered thoughts, and said seriously: "I have some questions, and I want to ask Fourth Senior Brother to clarify them!"

Song Tuizhi's eyes lit up.

"Wait, wait, little brother wants me to solve his doubts!"

"Finally, I can show the majesty of my senior brother."

"You must let the little brother admire me, the fourth brother."

"My fourth child in Zhulin Mang, I'm finally about to stand up!"

Song Tuizhi's whole body was filled with awe-inspiring righteousness, and the altar had never seen such clarity. The memory of learning from mountains of books flashed in his mind, and the phantom images of ancient books of sages disappeared behind him.

"Junior Brother, if you have any doubts, feel free to tell me."

Seeing Song Tuizhi's appearance, Chen Luo admired him even more, and was about to ask, when he suddenly felt that he was too rude to be so straightforward.

Wouldn't it be better to say hello first?

"Well, Fourth Senior Brother, have you eaten yet?"

"Huh?" Song Tui was taken aback, and thought to himself, "Have you eaten yet? What's the problem?"

"No, how could my junior brother ask such a vulgar question? There must be a deep meaning in this question."

"Mencius said, food, sex, and sex. My junior brother went to the brothel yesterday, and asked me if I ate today. It must be to ask this sentence. After this sentence, it says, benevolence, internal, not external; righteousness, The outside is not the inside. This is the point of view put forward by Gao Zi and Mencius on the classics."

"Mencius advocated that nature is inherently good, Xunzi advocated that human nature is inherently evil, Gaozi advocated that there is nothing good in nature and nothing bad in nature."

"This is a question of the righteousness of Confucianism! Do you want to test the way of Confucianism in my bamboo forest with this question?"

"Little brother is worthy of being the master of the Fourth Heavenly Path. A mere temptation touched the fundamental teachings of my lineage."

"This question, I need to answer carefully, don't let the little brother misunderstand the Zhulin lineage!"

Chen Luo looked at Song Tuizhi who was thinking hard, with doubts on his face.

Did you just eat it?Have you thought about it for so long?

Seeing Chen Luo's expression, Song Tuizhi felt a chill in his heart: "Sure enough, my junior brother has deep doubts in his heart."

For a moment, the room fell into a deathly silence.

After a long while, Chen Luo couldn't hold back any longer, so he had to say something again, probing: "What if there is no food? Why don't I order a table of noodles from the Manyuelou, and we brothers and sisters can chat while eating?"

Song Tuizhi: (??w??)?

Chen Luo: (〃''〃)

"You just asked me if I ate or not?"

"if not?"

Song Tuizhi's awe-inspiring righteousness collapsed, the mountains of books and the sea of ​​learning were shattered, and the phantoms of ancient books turned into bubbles and dissipated.

Song Tuizhi: (д)┻━┻

"Cough cough..." Song Tuizhi coughed dryly twice, and forcibly wiped away everything that happened just now; "I'm not hungry for brother. Why are you confused, but it's okay to say."

Chen Luo blinked, always feeling that the fourth senior brother wanted to do something just now.

Is this the coercion of a great Confucian with a positive mood?

But since the other party didn't intend to exchange pleasantries, Chen Luo expressed his thoughts in detail.

"Do you want to sell the whole story at a low price?" Song Tuizhi became serious when he heard the business, "How low?"

Chen Luo thought for a while: "It should be affordable for ordinary people. I want to set a price of ten taels of silver per volume. For example, Swordsman, the whole book has about four volumes."

Song Tuizhi frowned slightly: "A Yawen enlightenment book is priced at a hundred taels of silver, and your whole story is less than half of the price?"

Chen Luo shrugged: "There is no way, no matter how expensive it is, ordinary people will not be able to afford it."

Song Tuizhi thought for a moment, and said, "Do you know why Yawen books are priced so high?"

Chen Luo thought for a while and said, "It is said that it is because copying elegant texts requires 'writing a thousand words', and Confucian scholars who can 'write a thousand words' will have a better way to make money. Therefore, the price of books can only be increased."

Song Tuizhi shook his head slightly: "That's right, but it's also not right. It's true that Confucian scholars who 'write a thousand words' do have other ways to make money, but do you think that I, a Confucian Shanhai person, really care about gold and silver wealth?"

"Not only my Confucian school, but also the Taoist Buddhist scriptures are also expensive. Since they want to spread the word to the world, why don't they lower the price?"

Chen Luo nodded slightly. Among other things, Buddhism is notoriously shameless in order to preach, so why not fight a price war on classics?

Anyway, as long as the human race has the talent to read the scriptures, they can practice. If the scriptures can be seen everywhere, then there will naturally be more Buddhist disciples.

Seeing that Chen Luo was distracted by himself and stopped thinking about what happened just now, Song Tuizhi felt relieved, and then said: "The truth is actually very simple. Copying the classics is a way to get close to the way of the predecessors."

"However, after copying for a long time, your own principles will inevitably be assimilated by the principles in the book."

"That's why I have the most changes in Confucianism, followed by the Four Books and Five Classics. Because they are the fundamental scriptures. There is no need to worry about assimilation."

"However, even semi-sages, including the great Confucianists who stand up for words, their classics are actually their own paths, which are not suitable for everyone. Some people will even be completely blocked because of copying classics that are different from their own principles. way forward."

"So the high price is a protection for the copyists and a compensation for them."

"Buddhist teachings should not be passed on to the six ears, and Taoism's preaching should not be passed on lightly. In the final analysis, this is also the truth."

Chen Luo understood it, but in fact, the production capacity couldn't keep up, so he had to make things more expensive to ensure the total market volume.If productivity increases, prices will actually fall, but the total market size will remain unchanged.

"But" Chen Luo suddenly thought, "What's the matter with the Transcription Department of Wenchang Pavilion? Also, since there is such a restriction, why did those academies take down my books and transcribe them?"

"The Transcription Department has always transcribed the annotations and commentaries of some great Confucians, but it has never published the systematic words of the great Confucians. Naturally, it will not affect the staff of the Transcription Department."

"As for your book, it is naturally special."

Song Tuizhi stroked his beard under his chin, and explained: "Your articles are full of literary talents, with a sense of culture, which is the closest to my Confucian school. But what is rare is that you don't talk about the dispute of the great way, and you don't have the distinction of the righteousness. , just narrating and writing about people, naturally it will not affect the person who transcribed it."

"Secondly, Yawen articles must bring the power of heaven. Many people must have sensed your colorful mortal aura. This aura does not exclude my awe-inspiring righteousness, and even faintly wants to reconcile and complement each other. How could those smart people in the academy let it go?"

"Third, if you report to the world with the people, even if you don't follow the path of my Confucianism and immortality, you will still have the merits of enlightenment, and the heaven and fortune will favor you. They will help you by writing articles, but they will also get a little bit of virtue with them."

"It's a great thing to be able to be virtuous without thinking about the impact of the article on yourself."

After hearing this, Chen Luo's face turned dark.Fortunately, he thought that the gang of academies were good people, so it turned out that they had been plucking his wool.

Dirty heart!

"However, since my article will not affect the writers, can it be sold at a low price by avoiding the disadvantages of high prices?" Chen Luo asked again.

Song Tuizhi pondered for a moment, then said, "It's possible, but I don't suggest it."

"why?"

"If you publish the full text of the article at a low price, will your Minbao still be able to run? If there is no support for your story right now, the development momentum of Minbao will fall from the sky in an instant. "

"This newspaper is of great use to your future enlightenment! Don't give up!"

Chen Luo frowned. He had really thought about it. Anyway, there were so many stories in his mind, at worst, a serial, and a public newspaper, and all of them would be published.But he quickly dismissed the idea.

Only he can write Yawen stories, and he releases multiple stories at the same time, which disperses the audience, but the recycling is still the same.Besides, his articles are not the kind of entertainment in the previous life, just read it, but readers need to read it repeatedly to gain strength, and Chen Luo can get feedback.At present, releasing multiple options at once may reduce efficiency.

Seeing Chen Luo pondering, Song Tuizhi said again: "Furthermore, you must know the allusion of Zi Gong's redemption[1]. If you sell the full text at a low price, what will those moral masters think?"

"In the long run, the contribution and income cannot match. No one is willing to take out their own scriptures and only spread them within the family. Wouldn't it harm the foundation of the human race instead?"

Hearing Song Tuizhi's seriousness, Chen Luo's heart shuddered.

He hadn't thought of this level.

But is there any way to not only keep the serialization of Minbao unaffected, but also make his articles spread all over the world faster, and at the same time, not attract the resentment of other book writers?

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Chen Luo's mind: By the way, someone has already figured out the solution, isn't it——