Chastity Layman

Pingkangfang, at the gate of the Gongyuan.

The Jixian Library was unveiled and opened. Qin Lang specially ordered a batch of firecrackers from the secret firearms department. Two gunners each held a three-eyed dragon swallowing a bronze cannon and stood at the door. The three-eyed bronze cannon is about the height of the eyebrows, tucked obliquely under the armpit, and holds an incense stick to light the medicine in one hand.

So the three eyes fired their cannons in turn, and thunder and thunder rang out.

This thing was designed by Qin Lang himself. In fact, it is an imitation of the three-eyed firecracker of the later Ming Dynasty. The shooting range, as long as it is within ten steps, still has a good effect, but it is time-consuming and laborious to load, far inferior to bows and crossbows.

"What is this stuff?"

I have known for a long time that there will be a new library opening here today, and I heard that it will be presided over by Master Qin from the Chongxian Hall, so it has attracted many people to watch the excitement.

As soon as the cannon rang, the faces of those who were shocked turned pale, and some of them who were farther away didn't know what happened, so they ran away in fright.

"Mom, what is this?"

Everyone was terrified, looking at Qin Yong and Ah Huang who were holding guns today, the two complacent faces, and were puzzled.

"Did it cause thunder?"

Some people think that these should be firecrackers, but how can there be such firecrackers, which can explode continuously when held in the hand, and it still looks like a dragon head, or a three-headed dragon.

Cheng Qian was also very heart-thumping, but he was even more excited. He knew that the firearms monitor existed, and he followed Qin Lang to visit it a few times. He knew that this thunderous object was actually designed by his teacher Qin Lang himself. The firearm, its full name is the Thunderbolt Three-Eyed Fire Dragon Gunpao.

He had personally seen Qin Lang bombard the target with the three-eyed cannon, a tied pig was covered with iron armor, ten steps away, the armor broke and the pig died.

Of course, beyond ten steps, there is no accuracy at all, let alone power, and there are still many disadvantages, such as time-consuming reloading, it cannot be used in wind and rain, and you have to stand to reload the medicine, etc.

But whatever his flaws, it was still a brand new weapon, an unprecedented weapon.

The three-eyed cannon has a cast-iron head at the front and a hardwood handle inserted into the back. This thing is not light, and it can actually be used as a mace or an iron bone after the three-eye gun is used.

However, after the emperor's Baiqi tried it out, he didn't think highly of it, thinking it was a tasteless thing. The distance of ten steps is too short. The enemy cavalry can shoot arrows from forty or fifty paces, and the enemy infantry can shoot arrows from sixty paces. If it is a crossbow, it can shoot from a hundred paces.

At a distance of ten steps, the cavalry can directly stand in the face, and even the infantry can jump up with spears and shields and knives.

Compared with bows and crossbows, weapons with longer range and higher precision, the hundred knights still trust those weapons more.

However, Qin Lang was not discouraged. The Huomen gun can only be said to be the most primitive way to use firearms, and it is indeed very backward. If a musket needs a super-super-normal crossbow, there is still a long way to go. Matchlock guns and thread-loaded guns , Sui-fire guns, fixed-loading ammunition, line musketeers, matching artillery and so on.

But at least it's a good start.

Today he specially brought the three-eyed blunderbuss to celebrate the opening of Jixian Library, and it was the first time that a firearm was practical.

After the roar of the guns and guns, more spectators were attracted.

So Qin Lang appeared, and he invited the prince Chengqian to cut the ribbon and unveil the plaque for the Jixian Library, a ceremony that Tang people did not have.

Gold scissors, fine red silk.

Qin Lang, Cheng Qian, Prince Zhan Shi Pei Ju, Cui Dunli, Zheng Xuanli and more than a dozen literary figures started scissors one after another, and each of them cut a big red flower.

The popular courtesans recruited from Nanli Xiaosa Hall, Zhangtai Pavilion, and Hongxiu wore gorgeous fashions from Qin's boutique, and took over the golden scissors with a lacquer plate.

These scissors made of gold will be given to the guests who come to cut the ribbon. These scissors are also quite valuable, not to mention that there will be ten pieces of red silk as a gift.

Finally, the crown prince was asked to take over the plaque, on which the four characters of Jixian Library inscribed by the emperor's gold pen were impressively exposed.

Qin Lang took a book of Taibai poems from the shopkeeper, and advertised in public.

"This is my collection of poems, a total of thirty-six poems. It is a collection of some of my old works and some recent new works. They are all poems that I think are okay. This time, I handed them over to Jixian Library for publication. The printing is exquisite and the binding Gorgeous, and each collection of poems only sells for thirty-six dollars."

"In addition, in order to thank everyone for your love, I will hold an autograph event in the library today. The top ten book buyers, and the top ten book buyers today will get one autographed by me."

Qin Lang shamelessly started book signing, anyway, it was an advertisement for his family.

In order to lead the correct trend, Qin Lang also deliberately reached an agreement with the Printing Bureau, that is, the Printing Bureau will sell Qin Lang's poetry collections and pay Qin Lang the copyright fee based on 10% of the book price.

In the past, there were patent fees, but now there are copyright fees. This can be said to be the first of its kind.

Qin Lang authorized the book printing bureau to print and sell the books. The printed books were then sold wholesale to Jixian Library. The printing bureau was the publisher, the bookstore was the distributor, and everyone shared the money in the end.

A collection of poems Qin Lang paid three Wen Liu for the publication fee.

So Qin Lang also hoped that this book could sell more, so that the share would be more.

Book signings are something that no Tang people have ever done before.

As soon as Qin Lang's words came out, those fans were all very excited.

So there was a long queue in front of the store.

Fortunately, General Liu Shili of You Jinwu was well prepared today, and Yongzhou Zhizhong also sent bad people to maintain order early, but there was no congestion like last time.

"Each person is limited to ten copies per day!"

Because the price is low, people are not rushing to hoard and resell it, so the bookstore has already made restrictions on sales.

In fact, a large number of Taibai poetry collections were printed this time, 10,000 copies were printed at one time.

It was distributed to one hundred Jixian bookstores across the country for sale, and the goods were spread all over the country. The main store kept more, with 3,000 volumes left.

Qin Lang made a conservative estimate, worried that there would be too many copies to sell. After all, the number of scholars in the Tang Dynasty was limited, so it was impossible to snatch a few copies.

But he still underestimated the status of poets in the hearts of scholars and literati in the Tang Dynasty.

Chang'an also happens to be the center of the world, and the number of scholars here is the largest, and the richest among them are also the most.

What's more, a thirty-six-page poetry collection only sells for thirty-six dollars?

This price is simply unbelievable. If it was in the past, it would have cost a few bucks, not to mention that this is the poetry collection of Shixian, and there are many new works of Shixian on it.

Since it's so cheap, it's the same as Bai Jian, of course you have to buy it. At this price, buying thirty-six sheets of paper is also more expensive than this.

"Ten volumes!"

The people in front of the queue all directly opened their mouths to buy ten volumes, and it would be good to take them back as gifts to friends after snapping them up.

Qin Lang sat in front of the desk at the door and took a pen to sign for these people.

"What's your name?"

"Zhang Yueshi!" A young scholar excitedly presented a book of Taibai poems in front of Qin Lang, "I am a scholar of Bingzhou, and my brother and I were recommended by Dudu Li to come to Beijing."

Listening to his Bingzhou accent, Qin Lang picked up the pen with a smile and opened the title page, "Do you want to write something?"

"A bachelor's gift, please."

"good!"

Qin Lang picked up a pen, thought for a while, and wrote down two sentences in the book, there are roads in the mountains and hard work, and there is no limit to learning the sea, and work hard in a boat, and presented it to Zhang Yueshi, a scholar of Bingzhou.

Zhang Yueshi read these two poems excitedly, "Is this a new poem in the Bachelor's Poetry Collection?"

"No, these two lines haven't been included in the poetry anthology, and haven't been written into a poem yet, so I'll give it to you as a gift, come on!"

"Thank you, Bachelor!"

Zhang Yueshi was very excited when he heard that these two lines were actually unfinished poems, and he gave them to himself. This seventeen-year-old Hedong Bingzhou candidate was originally recommended by Li Ji, the governor of Bingzhou, to enter Chang'an to participate in the scholar department. But later Qin Lang presided over the reform of the imperial examination system, and the Xiucai department was cancelled.

He and his brothers then took the Bingzhou Examination and the Hedong Dao Examination in Hedong instead, and passed both of them. They were granted Juren status to come to Beijing for the examination, but because they participated in the Mingjing Department, only 30 people were admitted in the whole country, and they failed to make the list this time.

The two brothers were not reconciled and did not want to go home. They planned to stay in Beijing and fight for another year. Next year, they will transfer to the Jinshi Department. They must be named on the gold list and return home.

The second scholar who came to sign also bought ten volumes of poetry.

"May I have your name?"

"Bachelor, I am Zhang Chujin, Zhang Yueshi's younger brother. I am seventeen this year. Please give me some words from the teacher."

Qin Lang sized him up and found that he was really similar to the one just now. Unexpectedly, these two brothers, who were seventeen or eighteen years old, could be like this. , is also very powerful.

"Let me give you four sentences, adapt to things, don't welcome the future, don't mess with the time, don't fall in love with the past."

Qin Lang reminded the young scholar that it doesn't matter if he doesn't get a Jinshi, don't worry, don't think too much about things that haven't happened in the future, and don't need to keep thinking about things that have passed, the most important thing is to focus more on the present.

On the sixteen-character ink book, Zhang Chujin, come on!

Countless scholars who lined up behind were all envious when they saw the treatment of the Zhang Yueshi brothers.

"Scholar Qin really deserves to be an immortal of poetry. The gift words to the two of them are so well written!"

"Yeah, it's a golden word."

"Worthy of the name of Poetry Immortal."

Everyone started with ten volumes of poetry, but 3,000 volumes of poetry were sold out in a short while, and the scholars who queued up for a long time and failed to grab them were very dissatisfied.

They all accused the people in front of buying too much.

The shopkeeper hurriedly came out to apologize to everyone at this time, saying that the collection of poems has been sold out, if you want, you can order, pay a deposit of 10 yuan, register your name, and you can make a reservation, and you will be notified when the collection of poems arrives.

So everyone didn't bother to criticize those who bought the books, and all lined up to pay for the reservation.

Some people even paid the full price directly, or even bought ten or twenty volumes. Such a cheap collection of poetry can be sent back to their hometown.

I can't buy the collection of Taibai's poems, so I might as well buy a few volumes of the Three-Character Classic and the Thousand-Character Wen, just to take them back to enlighten the children of the clan.

As a result, the reprinted Three Character Classic Thousand Character Classic sold out ten thousand copies in one day, which stunned the shopkeepers.

It sold 10,000 copies before, and today it sold out 10,000 copies of the reprint.

Where does such a big demand come from?