Chapter 186 Students' Madness

Books are neatly stacked one after another, all brand new.

You have to know that many books in the bookstore have been flipped through by customers.

Each book is hand-copied. Then they are sorted into volumes, so they can't look so new.

But the books on the shelf at this time are obviously just put on the shelf, and have not been flipped through by anyone, so they are especially new.

Students excitedly pick them up and flip through them.

There are piles of books, and as long as the name is the same, the cover is exactly the same.

Opening every page inside, two books with the same name are also exactly the same.

Who can copy books without any difference?

"Shopkeeper, how much is this copy of "Zi Yu Xin Shuo"?" A student took a book he liked to ask the shopkeeper.

"Sir, this book is only 800 wen." The shopkeeper greeted enthusiastically and quoted the price.

"What? You only sell such a good book for 800 wen?" The student was surprised.

"I'm not lying to you.

Sir, you don't know that our second prince designed a machine called a printing press.

These books are all printed by a printing press. A small printing workshop can print hundreds of books a day.

In the future, books will no longer need to be copied one by one like before, but only need to be printed continuously by the printing workshop."

The shopkeeper smiled and explained loudly to the students in the store.

This is incredible.

The students took the books in their hands and asked the shopkeeper about the price one by one.

The most expensive one is only five taels of silver per book. The cheapest ones, such as children's enlightenment books, have fewer pages and can be bought for dozens of wen.

Such scenes happened in bookstores one after another.

The students were excited.

They were extremely excited.

This was good news for students all over the world!

Especially the students born in poor families knelt down excitedly and kowtowed in the direction of the palace.

"God has eyes, we poor students can also afford to go to school." Some poor students burst into tears.

One, two, three, four..., hugged each other and cried bitterly.

They were happy and sad.

Why wasn't this printing press invented earlier?

They had emptied their families by studying until today.

But it didn't matter, from now on, their descendants would not have to spend so much money on studying.

They felt very relieved.

"I heard that the Second Prince has moved out of the palace. He made some mistakes and is now reflecting on them. Let's go to the Second Prince's house and kneel down to kowtow to him and thank him for bringing us such good news." A student shouted loudly.

"Okay, I second."

"I second."

"I second."

...

Suddenly, the students on the street were excited and agreed to go to the Second Prince's house.

Hundreds of students came to the Second Prince's house together.

But the gate was closed, with only two guards standing straight in front of the gate.

"This is the big brother, we want to meet the Second Prince and thank him in person for bringing good news to us scholars." A student stepped forward and said to the guard.

The guards were sent by the emperor to guard the gate, just to make Yun Ransheng reflect on his mistakes, but he did not restrict others from entering.

So as soon as he left the palace, he asked Duke Zheng to help him set up a printing workshop, and chose to open it today, and also distribute books to major bookstores.

Everyone should give face to the prince, and it is a good thing to benefit students all over the world, and every bookstore is very active in cooperating.

"The emperor has ordered that the second prince cannot leave the house." The guard said seriously.

"We just want to thank him in person. He doesn't have to leave the house. He can stand inside the door and we can kowtow to him together." Another student stood up and said.

Seeing so many people, the guards were afraid that they would cause trouble. If it was just this, it would not go against the emperor's intention.

The two discussed and made a decision.

One of them trotted in to pass the message.

Sure enough, Yun Ransheng came to the gate after a while and asked Qidong to open the gate completely.

A large group of students saw Yun Ransheng standing inside the gate in a gorgeous suit.

What a handsome young man! Who would have thought that it was he who designed the ten-shot crossbow and the printing press, defeated Loulan, and benefited the people.

"We, the students, pay our respects to His Royal Highness the Second Prince. Thank you for thinking about us scholars and our future generations." Someone

led the others, and they followed suit, kneeling and bowing.

"No need for formalities, students. This prince just thought about how I, Yanyan, have been copying books by hand for so many years, and then I suddenly had an idea to design a printing press. I didn't expect it to work. As a descendant of the royal family, it is my duty to think about the people. You don't have to do this."

Yun Ransheng stood inside the door and made a gesture of virtual support.

Everyone shouted again: "Long live the second prince!" and then stood up.

Yun Ransheng smiled and waved to them, turned and went into the mansion to continue his "reflection".

Not far from here, in front of the fourth prince's mansion.

Yun Ranqing and Feng Tianxing looked at all this, and they both sneered at the same time.

"Now, the second prince has won the hearts of the people." Feng Tianxing said with emotion.

"But governing a country is not based on his little cleverness." Yun Ranqing saw it very clearly.

"But he wants to be the king of a country and realize his ambition to dominate."

"A prince who doesn't want to be an emperor is not a real good prince." Yun Ranqing replied in a condescending manner.

"You want to be an emperor too?" Feng Tianxing glanced at him.

"I don't want to be an emperor. I feel that my future is far greater than being an emperor." Yun Ranqing said more generously, and he didn't even look down on the throne.

But Feng Tianxing knew that he was right.

What was the emperor of this mortal world?

He is just a mortal, and he will return to dust in a few decades.

No one knows which heaven created this mortal world.

The real powerful one is the heaven.

This is Feng Tianxing's current cognition.

"Then let's practice well and strive to realize our great way as soon as possible."

"Yes."

The two young men set a goal.

What happened in front of the second prince's mansion today soon reached Yun Hongxiao's ears.

"Alas, the second prince has ambitions, but unfortunately his ability is limited. His brain is not very good, and he doesn't know how to keep a low profile. Instead, he acts in a high-profile manner. This child is not worth much use." Yun Hongxiao sighed. Fortunately,

only Eunuch Yuan was serving in the study at this time. If this word was heard by Concubine Zheng and the second prince, it would not be good.

But Eunuch Yuan was willing.

Some noises could still be heard outside the study.

Yun Ransheng had many eyes and ears in the palace, and within two days, these words reached his ears.

He was so angry that he smashed a teacup in anger.

At the same time, he realized that he had gone too far.

It would be better to keep a low profile in the future.

He also thought of a word: unexpected.

Then he began to really reflect on what he did wrong and how to adjust.

Now that he has finally left the palace, many things will be much more convenient to do. In another two years, he can also participate in government affairs.

With the help of the Zhengguo Mansion, three printing workshops were opened.

Then Yun Ransheng began to train his own people.

He recruited several officials and started to operate his printing workshop.

The Zhengguo Mansion helped him a lot and also gave him some shares to comfort his grandfather.

The forces that Duke Zheng had prepared for him were slowly taken over by Yun Ransheng.

Of course, these are all later stories.

Seeing that the crowd had dispersed and there was nothing exciting to watch, Feng Tianxing pulled Yun Ranqing back into the dilapidated house.

Now the fifty secret guards have made rapid progress.

Each of them has strong martial arts skills, and now they have begun to learn culture. They are no longer the killing machines they used to be, and they finally feel flesh and blood.

Everyone recognizes Yun Ranqing as their leader, and it was Yun Ranqing who gave them a new life.

"Sister Feng, I want to give half of these people to my eldest brother, what do you think?"