Chapter 511
Those with greater power are more afraid of death, and those with greater power yearn for longevity!

Duan Li has done health preservation, alchemy, cultivating Taoist priests, and searching for various ways to prolong life in the world, which also makes him deeply aware of the temptation of gods to these people.

In the past, people would ask people to inquire about hearsay, not to mention seeing a shadow now, so they will not let it go.

"Baiyujing in the sky, twelfth floor and five cities. Immortals caress my top, and my hair will be immortal! My hair will be immortal!"

Prince Rong repeated these two sentences with his eyes, suppressing the excitement in his heart.

Duan Li had a good idea, the higher his status, the more he yearns for immortals, not to mention, immortality is everyone's dream.

Lord Rong is no exception.

His desire for immortality is even greater than that of the throne.

Even if he sits in that position, he will die sooner or later, but it will be different if he obtains longevity. He can live the same life as the sky, and the throne is what he wants!

It's just that longevity is illusory after all, and he can't delay the important event of seizing power for this.

But now that there are clues, of course we have to find out, even if it is wrong, we would rather be wrong than let go of such an important matter!
After calming down, Lord Rong nodded.

"Ask Duan Qi to select a few dead men to follow you, and you can just ask for anything you need."

When Duan Li heard the name Duan Qi, he knew that Prince Rong was tempted.

Duan Qi's dead man in charge of the palace is a confidant of Lord Rong's confidant.

Lord Rong asked Duan Qi to follow him not because he didn't trust him, but because he was safe.

If someone has to sacrifice someone for the news of longevity in the middle, it would be good to have one more sacrifice, and it will depend on who is luckier, he or Duan Qi.

As for whether he will run away, unless Duan Qi doesn't want his family to have children and grandchildren.

As for him, besides his mother, there should be other things holding him back.

Duan Li thinks very clearly that Prince Rong's trust in employing people is not based on trust and your situation, there are other means, but he doesn't know it yet.

After settling down to investigate Bai Yujing's matter, and discussing some specific matters, when Duan Li said goodbye and left, Lord Rong suddenly said.

"Are these picture books yours?"

As he spoke, he pulled out a few booklets from under a pile of documents and threw them on top.

Duan Li came up to take a look and said in surprise.

"The prince also bought this?"

"The people below told me that these books have become popular, and people all over the capital are buying them, so they offered them up and said that you sold them."

Duan Li flipped through it, and besides his The White Snake, there were also Duan Yu's fairy tales, all of which were missing.

"The story of the white lady was published by my bookstore, and these were made by the prince of Duanwang's mansion."

Duan Li smiled when he said this.

"When I sold books last year, he saw that I sold well, and he was very angry, but this year he will fight with me."

Having said that, he paused.

"Speaking of which, I also took advantage of him. Last year's book about the hypnotist, my lord, do you still remember? I read a story written by a servant in Zhang Shilang's house, and I found the storyteller, who was from the countryside. Little girl, she also heard about it. Later, I asked someone to paint the painting. Because it was fresh, I sold it for more money. That little girl's brother sent Duan Yushi back, and Duan Yushi regarded that family as his own. people, so very upset."

Lord Rong nodded. Duan Li had told him about this at the time, but he didn't care.

Duan Li continued.

"Elder Duan Yu came to me several times and warned me not to use his stories to make money. I heard the story of the white lady by accident. Thinking that the book sold very well last year, I found the best painter. Start painting. It's a pity that the artist can draw it, but he can't print it, so he has no choice but to print it without color. It's this black and white album."

Duan Li briefly introduced his marketing methods.

"I didn't expect that Duan Yu Shizi also found some painters to draw some children's stories. It is said that Zhang Shilang's youngest son sold them outside, and now the sales are much better than mine."

Lord Rong smiled lightly.

"I didn't expect that kid Duan Yu to have such an ability to make money."

"His picture books are selling very well. It can be seen from it that he has become one with the children of those rich and powerful families."

Lord Rong nodded, suddenly remembered something, took out the book, and opened it.

"Did you make this?"

When Duan Li looked at it, he was slightly startled, and saw that the book was not like other books, it was full of densely packed words, but divided into paragraphs and lines, and there were punctuation marks.

Such a form, as well as punctuation marks, were naturally created by Zhang Xiaohua.

He deliberately pretended not to know.

"The prince is referring to these symbols?"

"Yes."

Duan Li said with some embarrassment.

"Yes, I felt that the full text was too tiring to read, so I marked it up." He said strangely, "But I haven't read this book."

Lord Rong snorted.

"These symbols are not simple, but what you came up with is now cheaper than others!" The tone was very bad,

Duan Li said anxiously.

"My lord, I don't quite understand."

"Who has seen these symbols you marked?"

Duan Li thought about it and shook his head.

"It seems that no one has seen it."

"Then why does Master Cui of the Imperial College know about it? Do you know who printed this book?"

Duan Li shook his head.

"It's Prime Minister Wen!"

Lord Rong said in a heavy tone.

Compared with these punctuation marks, those fairy tales of the White Snake are just money-making things for merchants and have little value.

But these symbols are things that attract scholars. To put it bluntly, whoever proposes it will be the leader of scholars in the world!
Whoever owns the world belongs to the emperor, and even more so to scholars. If you become the leader of scholars, you will own the world.

But now that such a name is given to Cui Dai, a bookworm from the Imperial College, and that old fox, Wenbo, how can he not be angry!

The main reason is that these two people are not their own people.

After hearing what Prince Rong said, Duan Li lowered his head and said like a child who made a mistake.

"My lord, I didn't know those symbols were so important? I went to the bookshop of the Imperial College to buy books, and I happened to meet Mr. Cui, so I said a few words casually, and then showed him the symbols I marked. He was dumbfounded at the time. I thought he was obsessed with studying, so I ignored it, and I also forgot about it, how could I think of..."

"He was shocked!" Lord Rong interrupted him.

Duan Li immediately said.

"My lord, this is what I came up with. If they want the reputation, they will want it, but the benefits of the reputation cannot be ignored!"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"We print books and hire some scholars to mark the books with these symbols and print them for sale. In this way, we can make money on the one hand, and on the other hand, we can also attract some scholars. Employing scholars from poor families, they have an income, and also They will appreciate us for being able to read through it.”

Prince Rong showed a slight smile. After all, it was his child, and his head was not slow.

"That's right, it's obviously ours, so we can't give them all the benefits!"

Duan Li was relieved, and he hesitated again.

"My lord, can you give me this money? After all, this is what I want..."

He is like a child who has been wronged and is looking for compensation.

(End of this chapter)

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