"That's fine! The Confucian family is also dedicated to the people who study in the world, and I hope that the people who study in the world will not live up to the heart of the Confucian family, and can study wholeheartedly, and do not live up to the good time. Kong Desheng sighed.

Merton's heart moved: "This matter is simple, the kid has a poem of persuasion here, and in cooperation with the library, he will definitely be able to let everyone who reads in the world know the benefits of reading." ”

"Poetry!" Kong Yingda and the others couldn't help but feel a move in their hearts.

If someone else writes poetry, in front of the descendants of Confucius, I am afraid it will be an axe, but who in Chang'an City does not know that Mo Jiazi's poems are amazing! Each of them is a peerless one, and if it can be helped by Merton's poetry, I am afraid that the library will definitely be an instant hit.

The most indispensable thing in the ink magazine is paper and pen, when Mo San presented the banknote, Mo Dun waved his hand, and wrote with a pen: "The rich don't need to buy good land, there are thousands of bells in the book." ”

"You don't need to erect tall buildings to live in peace, you have your own golden house in the book."

"Don't hate unscrupulous matchmakers when marrying a wife, there is Yan Ruyu in the book."

"Don't hate to go out with no one, there are so many cars and horses in the book."

"If a boy wants to fulfill his life's ambition, he reads it to the window."

Kong Desheng's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he suddenly shouted: "It's a good book with its own golden house, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book." ”

Everyone in the world knows that they want to read, but they don't know why they want to read, and now Mo Jiazi's encouragement can say that the benefits of reading and learning have been exhausted, and it suddenly arouses the desire of a manly man to read, and even Kong Desheng, who is dying of old age, can't help but be excited.

"This is a true portrayal of my generation of scholars."

Kong Yingda also took a deep breath and suppressed the surging in his heart, he believed that this poem would definitely set off a frenzy of reading in the world in cooperation with the library.

He glanced at Mo Jiazi deeply, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Mo Jiazi had this talent, and for the first time, he believed that Mo Jiazi would definitely be able to defeat the encirclement and suppression of the five and seven surnamed families.

However, what he didn't know was that Mo Jiazi still added private goods to this "Encouragement Chapter", but in the original chapter, the Five Classics were read in front of the window, and Mo Jiazi quietly changed the Five Classics to the Hundred Classics, after all, this is the assistance of the Mo family, and Kong Yingda can't change it if he wants to.

Merton, however, did not stop, but continued to write.

"Persuade the monarch not to cherish the golden clothes, and persuade the monarch to cherish the youth."

"Flowers can be broken straight and must be broken, don't wait for no flowers and empty branches."

Kong Yingda couldn't help but sigh: "When I persuaded you to cherish your youth, in the Han Dynasty Yuefu, there was a poem that said: The young man does not work hard, and the boss is sad. ”

Kong Desheng nodded again and again, how precious is the youth time, it is the best time to study, if you really waste your youth time, when you are old, you can only be sad in vain.

Just two poems will surely be able to make the name pass on through the ages, inspire and make countless students work hard, and lead the wave of students all over the world to study.

Just when the two were excited, they saw that Merton actually picked up the pen and wrote again.

Kong Yingda couldn't help but pat his forehead, shook his head and smiled, he forgot that he also has a likable and gnashing habit as a student, that is, if he doesn't write, he has to write three articles, but the third article is usually only half-que.

Sure enough, Mo Jiazi really wrote two sentences, and put down the pen in his hand. The two looked at it fixedly, only to see that there were only two sentences on the rice paper.

"Knowledge is power, knowledge is wealth."

Kong Desheng couldn't help but read it softly, these two sentences can't even be called poems, but they read sonorously and powerfully, making people sound loudly.

Merton said proudly: "Yes, the power of the world is in the hands of the family, but we and the hundreds of schools can be said to be defenseless, but they don't know that knowledge is the biggest weapon of the hundreds of schools of ours, the strongest power, knowledge can make a penniless person make a fortune, let an unarmed scholar strategize between the strategies, and win thousands of miles away." ”

Kong Yingda and the others nodded solemnly, Confucius had nothing at that time, and all he relied on was the knowledge he had learned, and finally founded Confucianism, and Mojia Village was poor back then, and it became the first village in the rich world by relying on ink skills.

Seeing Kong Yingda and the two leave, several carriages full of movable pottery characters left behind him, and Merton was about to leave, when suddenly Tian Yu's voice sounded behind Merton.

"If you give such a sharp weapon to the Kong family, aren't you afraid of raising tigers?"

Once movable type printing is in the world, it will definitely make Confucianism flourish again, and such a sharp weapon was sent out from the hands of the Mo family, which made Tian Yu, who had always been hostile to Confucianism, extremely uncomfortable.

"The biggest disadvantage of Mojia ink technology is that it is very easy to be imitated, as long as the ink magazine uses movable type printing, it will definitely be known by others, but this is also an advantage, it is the reason for the development and growth of Mojiake, and as long as you stand at the top of the technology, you can obtain huge benefits. Nowadays, the most advanced technology of movable type printing is in the hands of the Mo family, and with the Confucian family advertising for us, I believe that it will not be long before the printing office in Chang'an City will come to the door to buy. Merton said confidently.

"What about the library, movable type printing coupled with the library, the exclusive status of Confucianism will be as stable as Mount Tai, and it will be a hundred times more difficult for the Mohists to defeat Confucianism." Tian Yu frowned.

Merton smiled and said: "If the things of the world are only in the hands of a few people, then these people will easily reach an alliance and monopolize these powers for their own personal gain, the family is like this, Confucianism is like this, and even one day, the Mo family is the same, but thousands of people have thousands of faces, how can the people's hearts be the same, the family cannot control the people in the world, even if the five hopes and seven surnames are now like the sky, there are also people who are not convinced, this is the confidence of the Mo family to resist the five hopes and seven surnames, the same way, Confucianism, Confucianism can rely on the imperial examination to attract a part of the people who read, once everyone in the world can read, the real number of people who are promoted is only in case, or even one in 100,000, there will naturally be countless people who fail to flow to the Mo family, or even other hundred schools, that is when the Mo family is prosperous. ”

"The old man is looking forward to that day!" Tian Yu's eyes lit up, and at this moment he understood Merton's intentions, and he didn't have so much disgust with the cooperation between Rumo and Mo in his heart.

"It will come to pass, the world will eventually belong to all, the monopoly of a few will eventually be broken, the high five hopes and seven surnames will fall to the dust, and the Confucian monopoly will become history," Merton said firmly.

"Definitely!"

Tian Yu suppressed the surging in his heart, and his words changed.

"However, since Mohou has written three poems for Confucianism in a row, he can't favor one over the other, and the Mohist poetry column is waiting for a vacancy!"

Merton laughed, took out a manuscript from his arms and handed it to Tian Yudao: "Then the ink magazine should leave enough space for this issue of the poetry column. ”

When Merton left, Tian Yu, who had just assumed his identity, immediately couldn't wait to open the manuscript, and was surprised to find that what Merton had given him was a long poem.

"I'm afraid that Mo Jiazi has forgotten that with lead movable type printing, even a poem that is twice as long is not a problem." Tian Yu said proudly.