For the compromise of several major families, Comrade Lao Li, who was in Chang'an, also breathed a long sigh of relief. After all, although the situation was tense this time, it did not develop in an uncontrollable direction in the end.

Like Wei Zheng, Du Zhenglun and others, they couldn't take care of Changle being crowned the eldest princess during this time, and paid attention to the battles between Li Chengqian and several major families.

Now that they have the results, they can also let go of one thing.

Li Er, who was in a very good mood, held a banquet to entertain guests and friends from all walks of life, Wei Zheng and others were also invited, and there were naturally a group of old guys from Tiance Mansion.

A group of people carnivaled happily for most of the night, and it was not until the second half of the night that they returned with joy, and Li Er also took out Li Chengqian's "Lime Yin" during the banquet to show off, representing that his son has not yet 'exhausted Jiang Lang'.

A few days after the old man's feast, Li Chengqian also had a banquet in Xianyang, but compared to the old man, his guests were much shabby, only some simple melons and fruits, and the drink was only tea.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, I don't know what is the important matter of inviting us here this time?" After the greetings, a group of old guys who came lightly asked the doubts in their hearts.

"A few old gentlemen, don't be impatient, there is something here in the palace, how about a few people give a review?" Li Chengqian smiled mysteriously at first, and then beckoned to the palace maid standing aside.

A moment later, what would later be called a pencil was placed on the desks of a group of old men.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, what is this? I don't know if it can be explicit? "The old guys who are used to using brushes naturally don't know what a pencil is, and not only them, but even the people around Li Chengqian, no one knows it before he explains it.

"It's a pen, a pencil to be exact!" Li Chengqian said, picked up the pencil that belonged to him, and wrote the word 'pencil' on the white paper on the table.

"Pencil?" The old guys looked at each other suspiciously, picked up the so-called pencils and looked at them, and then they saw the palace maid handing over the paper with the word 'pencil' written on it by Li Chengqian.

Although the ugly characters can be anti-counterfeiting, Li Chengqian obviously let them see not the handwriting, but the usefulness of the so-called pencil itself.

"This palace plans to sell this thing for two pennies, what do the old gentlemen think? Can it still be sold? Looking at the puzzled and surprised eyes of a group of old guys, Li Chengqian dropped a bombshell among them.

However, it is obvious that the attention of several old guys is not on Li Chengqian, and after curiously looking at the pencil in his hand, they all hold the pencil in their hands with curiosity, and strive to write the words they want to write on the paper.

Then, the scene was instantly embarrassing, because of the incorrect way of use, some of the old guys' pens were broken, and some of them wrote like chicken planers, which was even uglier than what Li Chengqian wrote.

"This ......" All the old guys who wrote quickly put away the paper in front of them before the others reacted, their old faces flushed, and they glared at Li Chengqian angrily, it was obvious that they thought that someone was deliberately making them make a fool of themselves.

"Don't worry, everything in this world has a fixed number and law, just like a carriage must run on land, not like a boat floating on water, this pencil belongs to a hard pen, and the usage will naturally not be the same as a soft pen such as a brush." Li Chengqian raised his hand holding the pencil and gestured for the pencil grip.

This time he called these old guys from the family, and he really didn't mean to play with them, so he was still more patient in the face of the old guys.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, let's just say it, what do you mean by calling us here this time? It's not for this so-called pencil, right? The old guy's handwriting was too ugly, and he was a little annoyed, so he threw the lead in his hand on the table and asked in a deep voice.

Although the old goods suffered some losses in the competition for several days, the inertial thinking made the old goods not learn a lesson, and they still had a high-minded attitude in the face of Li Chengqian.

However, this kind of exaltation does not refer to power, but to cultural inheritance. The five surnames and seven wangs are all thousand-year-old families, and they naturally look down on the old Li Yuan who suddenly appeared, thinking that they are nouveau riche, soil buns, and the most unsubstantiated type of people in the world.

The atmosphere began to be tense with the old guy's words, and many people unnaturally remembered the battle some time ago, and secretly began to worry in their hearts.

And Su Meng, Cheng Huaan, twin brothers and others pressed their hands on the horizontal knife at their waists again, their eyes were full of murderous intent, and it seemed that as long as Li Chengqian gave an order, they would take the head.

Unexpectedly, Li Chengqian, who has always been on fire and like a powder keg, waved his hand very abnormally this time, and drove Su Meng and the others away, with a smile on his face: "This palace thought that there was some misunderstanding between us some time ago, but now it seems that it seems to be a little self-righteous, I wonder if you think so too?" ”

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince misunderstood, the old man is just talking about things, and he has no disrespect for His Highness." The old guy who was angry just now also realized that there was a problem with his attitude, and after explaining in a muffled voice, he spoke again: "It's just that the old man doesn't know what His Highness's purpose is for summoning us this time, and I wonder if His Highness can solve our doubts?" ”

"Mr. Cui, as the saying goes, you have to eat one bite at a time, and you have to do things one by one, just like we can't wear clothes first, and then wear dirty clothes, right?" Li Chengqian explained tepidly, without the slightest hint of the once aggressive, if it weren't for Yang Yuxin and others staying by his side day and night, he almost thought it was a different person.

The old guys are also a little curious about Li Chengqian's attitude, it is said that it is impossible for the hot temperament of the prince of the Tang Dynasty to talk to the family so kindly, and now he has such an attitude, is it ...... Something else?

Thinking of this, the old guys were secretly vigilant in their hearts, and at the same time they once again paid attention to the pencil in their hands.

Li Chengqian also held a pencil, and when he saw that the old guys were no longer talking, he smiled and continued: "Anyway, this pencil can indeed write, and the price of two pennies is also an acceptable price in Datang, which is a relatively good choice for poor students." ”

"Therefore, on the issue of pencil implementation, I hope you can do your part and use the influence of the family to promote this convenient thing to write, so that more people in Datang can be literate and literate, and make a contribution to free education for all."

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