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Cheng Cheng had to admit a fact-

His heart was moved.

Jiang Pengji's words just stepped on the key point of Cheng Cheng and pinched his lifeline, even if he was from a scholar clan, but he couldn't refute every word she said, like the words of the sage Chrysostom, the future will eventually prove that what she said is true. This is a prophecy, how can mortals refute it?

Just when the audience in the live broadcast room suspected that Cheng Cheng and the two had been pressed the pause button, Cheng Cheng asked her hoarsely.

"You're not afraid of being crushed?"

Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "What is it to be crushed to pieces? Even if I am nailed to the pillar of shame in history, no one can stop me from doing what I have to do! Life is short for a hundred years, and I don't want to wait for my gray hair to regret it." Whether it is famous in history, or it is stinking for 10,000 years, it is impossible for people to live without desires and desires, but the four words of fame and fortune. Ordinary people have been passed down for two or three generations, and even future generations will forget the names of their ancestors. But if I live in history and be immortal for thousands of years, no matter which descendants mention my name, they must remember that there is such a person. ”

She had reached the peak in her previous life, how could she be willing to be ordinary and unknown in this life?

If she wants to make a big fuss, she will not only affect the current decades, but also let the history of the next hundreds or thousands of years change because of her.

Dominate Kyushu and ascend to the throne?

That's not enough!

Cheng Cheng couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Young man, it's really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers." ”

He originally thought that Liu Xi was living in the shadow of Liu She and stepping on Liu She's steps, but now it seems that she has already reached a realm and ideological realm that is difficult for all living beings to reach. Whether arrogant or arrogant, he dares to stir up the times with his own life, this is the only one.

Jiang Pengji said calmly, "The future will prove that I am right, whether it is ten years, a hundred years or a thousand years, I can wait." ”

Cheng Cheng was surprised, he knew the true meaning of Jiang Pengji's words, what she meant was not that she could live that long, but that she believed that she was right, because no matter how far away the future was, future generations would prove her right...... How confident is that?

"That's it!" Cheng Cheng calmed down, and realized that his hands were still trembling, his breathing disorder seemed to have run for a long time, and his underwear had already been wet with sweat, "The old man is old, but he doesn't have so much energy to toss with young people." ”

Hearing the meaning of this, Cheng Cheng has not been persuaded by Jiang Pengji, and the audience in the live broadcast room can't help but wail with a barrage.

The anchor's hot-blooded and secondary two words just now made them all hot and enthusiastic, why is Cheng Cheng still indifferent?

[Scheming Sheep Xi]: Heh, the anchor's invincible flickering Dafa has finally hit a wall, and the whole world celebrates.

[Loyal and honest Ye Buxiu]: Tsk, young man, this is wrong. Brother bet on a pack of cigarettes and stand on the anchor.

[Old Driver Lianmeng]: I said upstairs, can you change the ID of this series?

[Zhou Zekai]: Keep pace with the times, keep up with the trend, and do not change.

[Hand Speed Master Yu Wenzhou]: #温柔笑, I've changed it.

[Ghost Guo Fengxiao]: Upstairs, you better change it back to the original, this time the ID is darker.

Jiang Pengji doesn't understand their stalks, but looking at the chat barrage, most of them can guess that these IDs are the products of natural blackness in the depths of powder.

[Anchor V]: @忠厚老实叶不修, you guessed it.

As soon as she finished posting this barrage, Cheng Cheng, who was suspected of rejecting her, spoke again.

"Even you are not afraid of a young man, what is the old man afraid of a half-buried person?"

Except for the real literati, no one else could understand the attraction of the blueprint drawn by Jiang Pengji to Cheng Cheng.

Death for a confidant.

Undoubtedly, the half-grown boy in front of him is Cheng Cheng's "confidant" who has been pursuing half his life.

Cheng Cheng said with a complicated expression, "I just hope that you will live up to your original intention and never forget today's words." ”

From humble to supreme, this road is too long, and there are too many temptations experienced, Cheng Cheng doesn't know if Jiang Pengji in the future will look back on the present, will he live up to his original intention? This young man can withstand all kinds of temptations? From beginning to end, he will not change his original intention?

Jiang Pengji smiled, "Naturally." ”

Of course she won't change, because for Jiang Pengji, that's faith.

From meeting Cheng Cheng to succeeding in persuasion, Jiang Pengji spent more than half an hour, and her record was still brilliant.

When Xu Ke heard the news, he couldn't help but tease.

"The lord is out of the horse, and there is no disadvantage. ”

Qi Guanrang secretly rolled his eyes, he didn't think this was something to boast about.

Jiang Pengji threw something to Xu Ke and said lazily, "Don't be happy too early, my big account." ”

The book was thrown into Xu Ke's arms lightly, and his expression was a little puzzled.

A newcomer has come to the overtime group, and he is not allowed to be happy.

Curious, he opened the bow on the bamboo slip and unfolded it, Xu Ke's expression almost cracked into pieces.

"Lord ......"

Qi Guan let hear Xu Ke's voice with a wisp of grief and indignation, and couldn't help but step forward curiously, stretched out his head and took a look.

"What is this ......?"

He asked and looked, and soon saw the end from the beginning, and silently lit a row of candles for Xu Ke in his heart.

"A proposal. Jiang Pengji said, "I want to hire Mr. Cheng to take charge of the overall situation...... Whether it is a seowon or a library, 'books' are the most important. There are two types of printing techniques for my new design, one is 'movable type' and the other is 'engraving'. Both have their own advantages and disadvantages, 'movable type' is more convenient and flexible, 'engraving' is delicate and clear, as for how to choose, it depends on Mr. Cheng's decision. ”

Xu Ke cried with a sad face.

He thought that Cheng Cheng came over to share the pressure for him, but he lost a heavy task like a mountain to him, what do people do?

Whether it is the "movable type" mentioned by Jiang Pengji before or the "engraving" dictated now, which is not a money-burning project?

Once this aspect is involved, it will be piled on him in the end, who will make him a "housekeeper".

Xu Ke is quite sensitive to numbers, and after calculating the cost a little, he can't help but be speechless.

Jiang Pengji saw the pain on his face, and said plainly and firmly, "I know that it costs a lot of money, but this plan is the same as the post-war pension, even if I fight all the family funds, I have to complete it." Regardless of the cost, regardless of the cost, we fully support Mr. Cheng. ”

No one knows better than her how much economic and political impact the popularization of books will bring to society, and it will even reverse the social structure and tear the last fig leaf of the scholars. Even if it causes bloody rain and sacrifices thousands of lives, she will still do it.

The merit is in the contemporary, and the benefit is in the future.

In her opinion, anything that can move the whole society forward is worth her try.

Even if she has to pay with her life as a pioneer, then take it!

Xu Ke's face was solemn, and he responded loudly, "Obey!"

Jiang Pengji rubbed her eyebrows, since she received the news from Cheng Cheng, she rushed back desperately, and she still hasn't rested.

"I'll go rest for a while......"

Jiang Pengji half-lowered her eyes and was about to leave, when the messenger came in to tell her.

Cheng Yuan visited.

"Cheng Yuan, Mr. Cheng's second son?"