Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

"Fourth Senior Brother..."

Song Tuizhi was holding the latest issue of "Da Xuan Min Daily", and repeatedly read the second issue of "Swordsman", when he suddenly heard Chen Luo's voice from outside the door.

Song Tuiyi panicked, and the Great Confucian supernatural power was activated, and the "Daxuan Minbao" in his hand was instantly distorted and dissipated, as if it never existed.

Only then did Song Tuizhi gently straighten his robes, his face was serious, dignified and dignified, and he said softly, "Come in!"

Chen Luo pushed open the door and entered. Seeing Song Tuizhi being so upright, he also bowed respectfully: "I have seen Fourth Senior Brother. Is Fourth Senior Brother still used to being here?"

Song Tuizhi nodded slightly: "Scholar, you can live in peace with just a bowl of food and a scoop of drink. I came here to look after you, it's a good place."

Chen Luo felt awe in his heart. 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 are they all like!

Incomplete!

Chen Luo also put away his thoughts and said seriously, "I have some questions, and I would like to ask the fourth senior brother to clarify the doubts!"

Song Tuizhi's eyes lit up.

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

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

"I must let the younger brother die in admiration for me, the fourth senior brother."

"I am the fourth child of Zhulin Mang, I'm finally going to stand up!"

Song Tuizhi's whole body is full of uprightness, and the altar has never been clearer than before. That once crossed the mountain of books and the sea of ​​learning flashed in his mind, and the phantoms of the sage's classics were disillusioned 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. He was about to ask, when he suddenly felt that he was being so straight to the point that it was too rude.

Wouldn't it be better to greet each other first?

"That, Fourth Senior Brother, have you eaten?"

"Huh?" Song Tuiyi was stunned, and thought to himself, "Have you eaten? What's the problem?"

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

""Mencius" says, food color, nature. The younger brother went to the brothel yesterday, and today asked me if I ate it, it must be to ask this sentence. After this sentence, it is said, benevolence, internal, not external; Righteousness is external, not internal. This is the point of view put forward by Gaozi and Mencius.”

"Mencius maintains that nature is inherently good, Xunzi maintains that nature is inherently evil, and Gaozi maintains that there is neither good nor bad in nature."

"This is the question of the righteousness of the Confucian sect! Do you want to use this question to test the Confucian sect of my Bamboo Forest?"

"Junior Brother is worthy of being the master of the Fourth Road to Heaven. A mere trial has touched the fundamental teachings of my lineage."

"This question, I need to answer carefully, don't let the younger brother have any misunderstandings about the Zhulin lineage!"

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

Did you just eat? Does it take so long?

Seeing Chen Luo's face, Song Tuizhi froze in his heart: "Sure enough, little junior brother has deep doubts in his heart..."

For a while, the room fell into deadly silence.

After a long while, Chen Luo couldn't hold it in any longer, so he had to speak again and tried: "What if you didn't eat? Why don't I call a table at the full moon floor, and let our senior brothers chat while eating?"

Song Tuizhi: (??ω??)?

Chen Luo: (〃\'▽\'〃)

"You just asked me if I had eaten?"

"if not?"

Song Tuizhi's whole body is full of awe-inspiring righteousness, the mountains of books and the sea of ​​learning are shattered, and the phantoms of the classics are turned into bubbles and dissipated.

Song Tuizhi: (╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻

……

"Cough, cough..." Song Tuizhi coughed dryly and forcibly wiped away everything that happened just now; "I'm not hungry for my brother. You're confused, but it doesn't matter."

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

Is this the coercion of a righteous Confucian?

But since the other party didn't mean to greet each other, Chen Luo explained his thoughts one by one.

"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 to buy. I would like to set a price of 10 taels per book. For example, "Swordsman" has about four volumes."

Song Tuizhi frowned slightly: "The price of a Yawen Kaimeng book is 100 taels of silver. Your entire story is less than half the price?"

Chen Luo shrugged: "No way, no matter how expensive it is, ordinary people can't 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 transcribing Yawen requires 'writing a thousand words', and Confucian students who can 'writing 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 not right either. What's right is that Confucian scholars who write a thousand words do have other ways to make money, but do you think my Confucian scholars really care about gold and silver wealth?"

"Not only my Confucianism, Taoist and Buddhist scriptures are also sky-high prices. Since they want to preach the world, why don't they lower the price?"

Chen Luo nodded slightly. If nothing else, Buddhism is notoriously shameless for missionary purposes.

Anyway, as long as the human race has the talent to read thoroughly, they can practice after reading the scriptures. If Buddhist 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: "Actually, the reason is very simple. Copying the classics is a way to get close to the way of the predecessors."

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

"That's why my Confucianism has the most "Yi", followed by the Four Books and Five Classics. Because they are the fundamental meaning of the classics. There is no worry of assimilation."

"But even the semi-sages, including the great Confucians of Liyan, their scriptures are actually their own paths, not suitable for everyone. Some people will even be completely blocked because they transcribe scriptures that differ from their own. the way forward."

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

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

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

"But..." Chen Luo suddenly thought, "What's going on with the copywriting department of Wenchang Pavilion? Also, since there is this restriction, why did those academies take down my books for copying?"

"The copywriting department has always copied the commentary of some great Confucians, but it has never published the words of the great Confucian family. Naturally, it will not affect the copywriters."

"As for your book, of course there is something special about it."

Song Tuizhi stroked his beard under his jaw and explained: "Your article is full of literary talent and has a wenhua spirit, which is the closest to my Confucian school. But it is rare that you do not talk about the struggle of the Dao and the righteousness. , just narrating and writing people, naturally it will not affect the person who transcribes it.”

"Secondly, Yawen's articles must bring the power of heaven. You must have already sensed your colorful red dust energy. Many people have already sensed it. This energy does not exclude my Haoran righteousness, and even faintly harmonizes with each other, with a sense of complementarity. How could those shrewd people in the academy let go?"

"Thirdly, you spread the word to the world with people's newspapers. Even if you don't follow the path of immortality in my Confucian school, you will still have the power of enlightenment, and the heavens will favor you. They will help you by writing articles, but you will also gain a trace of virtue."

"It is a great thing to be able to be virtuous without considering the impact of the article on oneself."

After Chen Luo heard this, her face turned black. It's a shame that he thought the academies were good people, but they had been plucking his wool all the time. No wonder I've been losing a bit of hair these past two days...

My heart is so dirty!

"However, since my article won't affect the transcriber~www.wuxiamtl.com~, is it possible to bypass the drawbacks of high prices and sell them at low prices?" Chen Luo asked again.

Song Tuizhi pondered for a moment and said, "Yes, but I don't recommend it."

"why?"

"If you publish the full text of the article at a low price, will your People's Daily still be out of business? If you don't have the support of your story right now, the current momentum of the People's Daily will fall from the sky into the mud in an instant. "

"This report will be of great use to your future enlightenment! Don't give up!"

Chen Luo frowned. He really thought about it. Anyway, he had a lot of stories in his mind, and it was a big deal to have one serialized, hanging on the People's Daily, and published all of them. But he quickly dismissed the idea.

Only he can write Yawen stories. He released multiple stories at the same time, which scattered the audience, but the recycling is still the same. Besides, his articles are not the entertainment novels of the previous life, just read it, but need the reader to recite it repeatedly to gain strength, and Chen Luo to 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 allusions of Zigong Redeemer[1]. If you have a low price for the whole text, what will those moral masters think?"

"In the long run, the pay and the income cannot be matched, and no one is willing to take out their own scriptures and righteousness, and only spread them within the family. Isn't it harming the foundation of the human race?"

Hearing what Song Tuizhi said was so serious, Chen Luo also froze in his heart.

He didn't expect this level.

But is there any way to prevent the serialization of the People's Daily from being affected, and to make his articles spread more quickly around the world, and at the same time, without attracting the disgust of other book writers?

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Chen Luo's mind: By the way, someone has come up with a solution long ago, isn't it—

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