With the cannon fodder script in hand, it is easy for the king to change his fate

Chapter 1001 The Heir Takes the Empire as Dowry 13
Now, not only can they read the treasures of the Ao Kingdom, but they can also appreciate those calligraphy and paintings. All the scholars felt a surge of warmth in their hearts, and at that moment, they felt heartfelt gratitude towards this empress.

She promoted girls' education, which displeased many people.

But she didn't just promote education for girls; she also made sure that those from poor and humble backgrounds could have the opportunity to study.

"Alright, everyone, please choose the books that interest you." The bookstore owner noticed the crowd's reaction and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

It is believed that after this chain reaction, when everyone discovers that Zhou's ancestor was a plagiarist, it will have a tremendous impact.

The owner of this bookstore is naturally one of Azhen's people.

However, there are many study rooms in the capital, most of which have nothing to do with Azhen.

The bookstore owners were instructed to promote Wen Aoge, which was clearly a directive. The fact that they were allowed to sell books related to the Wen Aoge Kingdom in their own shops showed that these owners weren't fools; they knew what to do.

In fact, behind these bookstore owners are often some large families who acquired books related to the Kingdom of Ao long ago.

Azhen, however, did not care.

Apart from the Zhou family, none of the other families' ancestors had ever plagiarized.

It seems that only the Zhou family member was injured this time.

If other families find out, they will not only not stop it, but will probably even add fuel to the fire. There are quite a few who want to bring down the Zhou family.

Even if someone has a long-term vision, things have already come to this point, and nothing can be changed.

"The paper of these books today seems to be quite good, smooth, delicate and thick, and doesn't look like it's easy for ink to seep through."

"But this study is special, or..."

Upon hearing this, the bookstore owner smiled and said, "The papermaking technology of the Ao Kingdom was discovered in the underground palace. It is better than the current one, so His Majesty arranged for it to be used. The books in all the bookstores in the capital this time are all made by the imperial court."

Such excellent papermaking technology naturally belongs to the imperial court, and it is not intended to be made public.

Before long, many bookstores will probably be sourcing their supplies from the imperial court.

For a scholar's studio, even if they couldn't master such a sophisticated papermaking technique, having the right to sell their work and earn money was still a good thing.

Originally, not all the items in the study were made in-house; they sourced the best goods from wherever they could find them.

"Princess, the purchase is complete."

Xie Nuo, who was waiting in the courtyard, stood up immediately upon hearing this. Two maids ran in, carrying books and panting slightly.

"Princess, there were just too many people. Luckily we arrived early. According to what you said, we bought a lot of poems and a book on the history of the Ao Kingdom. We didn't manage to grab anything else."

"But the shop owner said that Wen'ao Pavilion will open in ten days, at which time we can go in and browse the books." The maid placed the books on the stone table and told her everything she knew in one breath.

"Alright, you two go and rest first. You've worked hard," Xie Nuo said. She had to admit, her aunt was really capable of doing great things.

She knew about Wen Aoge's affairs; even if it wasn't free now, it was something that ordinary people couldn't do, much less do.

"Let's take a look at these for today. We'll go to Wen'ao Pavilion in a few days and see whatever we want then."

Yun Qinglan nodded and picked up the book about the history of the Ao Kingdom.

Upon opening it, I discovered that this was a rather basic record, mainly summarizing some events during the Ao Kingdom period, and it was quite concise.

He quickly flipped to the end and understood.

The Kingdom of Ao ruled for over a thousand years; it's impossible to record it all in a single book. If it were truly recorded in detail, it might not even fit in a whole box.

The concise historical summary in his hand is actually quite thick.

Nevertheless, Yun Qinglan was still shocked. There was such a legendary country in history, where someone actually rose from an ordinary peasant woman to become an emperor and created such a prosperous era.

He wouldn't have believed it if the facts hadn't been presented to him.

He put the historical summary aside and went back to looking through the books of poetry. He remembered what Xie Nuo had said before: the Zhou family ancestors had plagiarized the works of the Ao Kingdom's literati.

Some time ago, he had already read the works of Zhou Wenling, the most outstanding ancestor of the Zhou family, and wondered how much of it was plagiarized from others.

Xenno then picked up the historical summary and became increasingly shocked as he read on.

It's truly a story of a peasant woman rising to become an emperor; it's too legendary!

These changes, these novel reforms, these new things—all of them felt somewhat familiar to Xenno.

There were many historical summaries, which Xie Nuo skimmed through, pausing briefly on some familiar words.

She stopped flipping through the pages after finishing the period of the founding emperor, convinced that the founding emperor of the Ao Kingdom was a time traveler!
The other party didn't produce glass or cement, but some things still looked familiar to her, as a fellow time traveler.

Even so, she still admired him.

Both were time travelers, but one went from a peasant woman to the founding emperor.

Seeing the chaos of the times, she was genuinely worried about her life. Fortunately, she had a capable aunt; otherwise, she doesn't know what her life would have been like.

“Zhou Wenling is indeed a plagiarist. This collection of poems is by Feng Qingqing, a poet from the early days of the Ao Kingdom. There are five volumes here, with a total of 368 poems. If you flip through it at a glance, you can probably see that half of them have been plagiarized.” Yun Qinglan’s voice attracted Xie Nuo’s attention.

Xie Nuo stared in shock, "You copied so much?"

Goodness, the Zhou family's ancestors were really good at copying.

This was only a copy of one person's work.

She didn't believe that this kind of person would only copy one person's work.

Yun Qinglan stopped reading Feng Qingqing's poems and instead picked up He Shanding's poetry collection. Sure enough, it looked very familiar to her as soon as she opened it.

Unfortunately, he only managed to buy Feng Qingqing and He Shanding's items this time, and he wasn't sure if there were any others.

Considering the current situation, he felt that Zhou Wenling's brilliant articles, and even his theories on governance, might be problematic.

"My aunt said before that if these things got out, things would change, and it's true." Xie Nuo shook his head, then laughed, wondering if the Zhou family had realized it yet.

Zhou realized that he didn't know whether he was aware of it or not, but with so many book lovers buying books today, they must be very familiar with some of the widely circulated poems. By looking through these poems, he would know where the problem lay.

Most importantly, these collections of poems are all complete, and it's easy to tell who copied whom at a glance.

The most terrifying thing is that these books sold in the bookstore even specify when and what mood the author was when they wrote these poems.

Xie Nuo frowned. This was too detailed. It was as if they knew they would be plagiarized. Why was this whole thing so strange?

"If you paint, write poetry or prose, do you record the scene and your state of mind at the time?" she asked Yun Qinglan.

Yun Qinglan shook her head; in most cases, no.

He paused, looking at the notes of his thoughts after each poem, and felt something was off. Did the literati of Aoguo have a habit of writing down their thoughts?