Judge of the Song Dynasty Chapter 469: Back the wall
The ups and downs of the auction that Zhang Fei was looking forward to turned into a boring flat sale based on seniority in a blink of an eye.
Same book, same price.
There are no ups and downs.
One hundred limited collector’s editions were bought by those scholar-bureaucrats on the first floor.
The blandness made Zhang Fei nauseous, and he really wanted to take a **** in place, leaving a stain on this “warm” scene, it was too bullying.
“Looks like it’s over! Fu Gong, Wen Gong, I…!”
Sima Guang got up and was about to leave, when he saw Fu Bi and Wen Yanbo sitting there with a collection of editions in their hands, he couldn’t help feeling puzzled.
How beautiful is this collection of poems?
They have basically read Yan Shu’s poems. After all, he was a top writer in the literary world back then, especially Fu Bi, who knew them well.
Don’t be in a hurry, you can watch it at home.
Looking up, he met Wang Anshi.
There were only the two of them whores standing at this table, and they must have seen each other when they looked up, because everyone else bought and sat there reading, and only the two of them wanted to leave in a hurry.
Both of them don’t like the luxurious atmosphere of Baifan Building.
If they put aside their political ideas completely, they will definitely become confidantes, their personalities are so similar.
“Fu Gong!”
Sima Guang coughed, then clasped his hands and shouted to Fu Bi.
Fu Bi was taken aback, then raised his head, “What’s the matter?”
Sima Guang wanted to say goodbye, but couldn’t help asking: “Is this book wonderful?”
Fu Bi hesitated for a moment, nodded in approval and said, “It’s the same as the opera just now, it’s unique.”
Wang Anshi asked curiously: “Isn’t it just a collection of poems? How can this be unique?”
Wen Yanbo raised his head, “This is not an ordinary poetry collection, it can be said to be another type of genre, similar to biography, but very vivid, brilliant and touching.”
“Really?”
Wang Anshi and Sima Guang looked at each other again, feeling a little bit regretful in his heart, he didn’t have a lot of money, so why didn’t he buy a copy.
Han Jiang handed the book to Wang Anshi, “Jiefu knows it at a glance.”
Wen Yanbo over there also handed his book to Sima Guang.
I immediately went to whoring for nothing.
The two sat back.
And the other scholar-bureaucrats, like them, did not leave in a hurry, and sat on the table to watch.
The performance just now turned Yan Shu’s words into a drama and showed it to everyone. Yan Shu himself was not involved in it, but in the book, Yan Shu’s words were used to tell the story of Yan Shu’s mental journey.
It can be said that this is a kind of personal biography, but it is different from the current biography, but presented in the form of a story.
In addition, different fonts are used for printing, which are well arranged, clear and clear, and look very relaxed and happy.
It is a very new genre.
Of course, the novel genre alone is not enough to make Wang Anshi, Wen Yanbo and other literary figures sit down and read it. The key is Yan Jidao’s literary talent.
Yan Jidao, like Yan Shu, is very good at writing poems with delicate emotions, although Zhang Fei asked him to be more popular and not to play too elegantly.
But there is no way to explain the genius. He did lower his level, but he wrote another very unique style of article. He used a very popular style of writing to show Yan Shu’s mental journey. Incisively and vividly, the writing is vivid and immersive, as if watching the scene with one’s own eyes, one cannot help but read on.
Especially people like Fu Bi and Wen Yanbo who know Yan Shu very well. For them, this is a story and a memory.
And those young talents saw the scene in their eyes and scratched their cheeks anxiously. Is this collection of poems so beautiful? These scholar-officials read it on the spot.
So, under the guise of congratulating Yan Jidao, they wanted to see if they could get a copy, and to inquire when the collection of poems would be sold.
Fan Zheng and Zhang Fei, who were immediately squeezed out of the door, couldn’t help but look at each other helplessly, and went to sit down in an elegant seat next to them.
“Third brother’s idea is really worth a thousand dollars!”
Fan Zhengzan said: “In the future, this opera may replace the previous song and dance performances.”
Zhang Fei said: “This is an exaggeration. Operas and songs are just different ways of interpretation. It’s just that this brand new opera has just come out and is sought after by people. Songs and dances are still loved by people. This is irreplaceable.”
Fan Zheng wondered again: “But there are not many people who can arrange this opera, Mr. Yan this time is only for his father…”
He knew very well in his heart that the reason why the first performance was so successful was entirely due to Yan Jidao’s artistic talent, and the reason why Yan Jidao participated was because of Yan Gong.
It’s not a professional, and the Alumni House wants to invite them, but they can’t.
Zhang Fei whispered: “Therefore, we have to find a way to lure Mr. Yan to our side.”
Fan Zheng excitedly said: “Is this possible?”
“How is it impossible? As long as the **** is used well, there is no corner that cannot be dug.” Zhang Fei glanced into the room again, and said: “Being an official in the court does not give you such treatment.”
Fan Zheng also took a look, and nodded with a vague understanding.
After chatting for a while, I happened to meet Xu Lingxiao, so Zhang Fei got up and said goodbye.
Inside the carriage.
Xu Lingxiao asked: “Sister-in-law, when will this poetry collection be available?”
He is a person who loves books very much, and now he is very itchy!
Zhang Fei smiled and said, “I have already prepared more than a dozen collector’s editions and more than a dozen regular editions for you, brother.”
“Dozens of books?”
Xu Lingxiao couldn’t help but widen his eyes, and waved his hands in fright, “You don’t need so much, you don’t need so much, just an ordinary book will do.”
Zhang Fei said: “Brother can take it as a favor and give it to a friend.”
Xu Lingxiao didn’t expect Zhang Fei to be so thoughtful, and he was extremely embarrassed, “This…how embarrassing!”
Zhang Fei said with a chuckle: “In their eyes, this may be very precious, but to me, it is a few hundred pennies, not worth mentioning.”
Xu Lingxiao hurriedly said: “Sister-in-law, the value of this book cannot be measured by money.”
Zhang Fei smiled and nodded.
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After Zhang Fei bought the genuine bookstore, the front store has been open for a long time. This is because the newspapers and periodicals are not sold outside because of the coercion of major restaurants, so it forms a kind of bound sales. The bartenders have always stayed in the store Receive newspapers at the back door.
And this morning, in front of the genuine bookstore, there was a vast expanse of darkness. Compared to the bartenders before, standing here at this time were all scholars, sons, and wits.
On the one hand, they were looking forward to the closed shop door, and on the other hand, they were talking about yesterday’s opera performance.
Yesterday’s opera performance was really unsatisfactory. Coupled with the performance of those prime ministers and scholar-bureaucrats yesterday, everyone is curious about what is so magical about this book?
Another half an hour later, the store door opened.
Brand-new books are placed on the counter.
Everyone rushed forward immediately, because they didn’t know how many copies there were, so they had to grab them!
“How much?”
A scholar squeezed in front put the money bag on the counter and asked out of breath.
The shopkeeper said: “One hundred coins.”
“One hundred pennies?”
A scholar exclaimed.
You must know that books today, unless they are monopolized by the imperial court, are sold privately for about 30 cents. This increase is three or four times, which is a bit too cheating.
These scholars and wits are quite rational, and when they heard the price, they immediately complained.
The shopkeeper said in a loud voice: “Everyone, please be safe and don’t be impatient. Let’s listen to the villain. The reason why the price is so expensive is because it is genuine.”
“What’s the difference?”
“The difference is that we have to pay a large sum of money to Mr. Yan to buy the copyright of Yan Gong’s poems. Our Dong advocate Saburo also said that we should respect the fruits of labor of farmers. Stealing and selling other people’s poetry is not only against morality, but also a very hateful and illegal act like stealing farmers’ food. Scholars should also get corresponding rewards.”
After these words, the voice of complaints immediately turned into words of praise.
Because all the people who came to buy it were scholars.
Respect aside, today Yan Gong’s words can sell so much money, tomorrow our words…
In the final analysis, the **** decides the head!
In the restaurant opposite the bookstore, there are two young people sitting, they are Zhang Fei and Yan Jidao.
“Mr. Yan didn’t sleep well yesterday?”
Seeing that Yan Jidao’s eyes were red, swollen and bloodshot, Zhang Fei couldn’t help asking.
“I had a few more drinks with some friends yesterday.” Yan Jidao smiled mischievously.
Yesterday, he was forced to hold a celebration banquet in Baifan Building. At that time, too many friends came to congratulate him. Fan Zheng also wanted to win over Yan Jidao, so he presented him with a banquet.
Yan Jidao was once a prodigal son in a brothel, so he hardly slept much.
“So that’s the case.” Zhang Fei nodded, and said again: “The collection of poems by Mr. Yan is so popular. In my opinion, the main reason is that the stories written by Mr. Yan are very moving…. “
“No.”
Yan Jidao hurriedly said: “It’s mainly because Father’s words are already popular, and with the addition of Sanlang’s ideas, they are so popular. I’m just helping out.”
He has a rather haughty personality, so this is definitely not his humble words. In his opinion, he did not bother much, and just wrote according to Zhang Fei’s ideas, not some ancient quatrains.
How difficult it can be.
Zhang Fei said with a smile: “But in my opinion, it is also my idea that Yan Gong’s words are the same, but if it is another person, it may not be so popular.”
Yan Jidao was very embarrassed and said: “Sanlang praised me absurdly, I dare not take it for granted.”
But Zhang Fei said: “If Mr. Yan is ashamed and dare not take it, then this matter will be difficult to handle.”
Yan Jidao was surprised: “How do you say that?”
Zhang Fei said: “Such as this kind of fame and fortune, many people will definitely follow suit, so…so I still hope that Mr. Yan can continue to help.”
Yan Jidao glanced at him, but said nothing.
Zhang Fei said: “I can get 20% of the genuine bookstore’s shares in return, please Mr. Yan to come to the genuine bookstore to help.”
“It’s not about the money.”
Yan Jidao hurriedly said: “It’s just that I am an official of the imperial court, this is really inappropriate.”
I am a majestic official, you asked me to resign and come here to work, but any smart person would not do that!
Zhang Fei asked with a smile: “Does Mr. Yan know why I can become an official?”
Yan Jidao was taken aback, “Of course it’s because of Saburo’s ability to fight lawsuits.”
Zhang Fei nodded and said: “But if I entered the imperial court directly through my father-in-law’s relationship, does Mr. Yan think I can still achieve the success I have today?”
Yan Jidao was slightly taken aback.
Zhang Fei asked himself and answered: “I guess it is definitely not as good as it is today, because I don’t know what position will be assigned to me. Maybe it is something I am not good at, or maybe even if I do well, I won’t be noticed. , not as it is now.
It is because others affirm my ability first, and then recommend me to be an official, so my official career will be smooth sailing. The same is true for Mr. Yan. In his current position, Mr. Yan does not have much opportunity to show his talents. Obviously, writing books and arranging operas can better reflect Mr. Yan’s talent.
When Mr. Yan becomes more famous, the official career that Mr. Yan expects may come naturally. “
This remark made Yan Jidao enlightened, he suddenly got up, and immediately stood up, bowed his hands, “San Lang’s words made me suddenly enlightened, thank you very much.”
The reason for being depressed is often that your existing platform is unable to show your talent. At this time, if you change careers and do something you are good at and interested in, you may be able to get a better career.
Of course, the premise is that you are really capable.
Zhang Fei hurriedly cupped his hands in return, and said, “Mr. Yan’s meaning?”
Yan Jidao hesitated a little, and said, “I still have to discuss it with my family.”
The implication is that I am willing.
Zhang Fei smiled and said, “Then I will wait for the good news.”
Speaking of family members, Yan Jidao suddenly asked again: “That’s right! I have a question, I want to ask Saburo.”
Zhang Fei hurriedly said: “Mr. Yan, please tell me.”
Yan Jidao said: “This father’s words should not belong to me alone, I should take out some money to distribute to my brothers, but I am really not good at handling these things, Sanlang thinks I should give as much as I want Brother?”
Zhang Fei thought for a while, and said: “From the perspective of ear pens, I think 30% is enough.”
“Thirty percent?” Yan Ji said, “This is too little.”
Zhang Fei said: “Although it is the poetry collection of Duke Yan, in fact Mr. Yan’s articles account for a larger proportion, which is also one of the main reasons for his popularity. In court, I can guarantee that Mr. Yan will not lose.”
Is he an ear pen after all? He stated this issue in the contract. The author of this collection of poems is not Yan Shu, but Yan Jidao.
If Yan Jidao’s family wants to sue, he will never lose.
“How can I go to court with my brother.”
Yan Jidao shook his head in fright. Although such lawsuits were not uncommon in the Northern Song Dynasty because they were stipulated by law, for a family like theirs, this must never happen. After thinking about it, he said: “You Will they be dissatisfied with taking 70% out and giving it to the elder brothers?”
Zhang Fei scratched his head and said, “This…I don’t know, but whether Qicheng is a little more.”
“How much?”
Yan Jidao nodded and said: “You think it’s too much, then brother and the others should have no objection.”
Zhang Fei just smiled slightly.
He was talking about legal issues, but Yan Jidao was asking about family affection. It is difficult for an upright official to decide on family affairs, so he is inconvenient to say more.