"Learn to read at the age of three, recite poems at the age of five, and compose poems at the age of ten."
Countless people saw this advertisement and could not help but feel confused.
Since ancient times, being a child prodigy was the goal of countless parents who wanted their children to succeed. Every time their children achieved a little bit of success, their parents would have endless things to talk about in front of their relatives and friends, let alone being a child prodigy.
"Is it true?" Someone doubted.
Everyone who saw Meton's unique advertisement could not help but feel puzzled.
"Is there a need to ask? It must be true. The Mo Journal has never lied before. " At this time, the credibility that the Mo Journal had maintained for a long time finally paid off. Many people believed in the Mo Journal without a doubt.
"I was wondering how Mo Jiazi could write poems so well. It turns out that there is really a secret book of poetry." Everyone suddenly realized.
The sale of "Enlightenment of Rhyme" was through the Mo Journal. Once it was released, it immediately caused a sensation in Chang 'an City. The 3,000 copies of "Enlightenment of Rhyme" that were released in Chang' an City on the first day were sold out in just two hours.
After the people of Chang 'an City bought it, they could not help but gasp in amazement when they saw the neatly arranged couplets. It was not only useful for children, but also for some scholars. After reading "Enlightenment of Rhyme" in the previously obscure places, they could not help but feel enlightened.
"I see!"
Many scholars could not help but feel enlightened after reading "Enlightenment of Rhyme".
"Mo Jiazi is indeed Mo Jiazi!" Countless people sighed. This "Enlightenment of Rhyme" spread throughout Chang 'an City like a gust of wind and spread out at an extremely fast speed.
In the city of Chang 'an, from the Imperial College to the private schools, almost every teacher was teaching the Enlightenment of Sound and Rhyme. Even the Imperial College's doctors, after receiving the Enlightenment of Sound and Rhyme, treated it as a treasure. They immediately canceled their sick leave and focused on teaching the Enlightenment of Sound and Rhyme in the Imperial College.
For a time, there were many prodigies in Chang 'an City. Poetry clubs were everywhere, and poetry was flourishing. Countless poems were born every day. Although there were no amazing poems for the time being, there were indeed many good poems emerging.
Meton's reputation was really well-known this time. However, the more famous Meton was, the angrier some people were.
"Mo Jiazi!"
Inside Sun Yang's shop, Wang Zhe couldn't help but gnash his teeth at the mention of this name.
"Brother Wang, you don't have to be so serious!" Zhangsun Chong put down the book in his hand and looked at Wang Zhe.
"Brother Zhangsun, you may not know this, but this time, Mo Jiazi used a few crooked poems to increase the sales of the Mo family's snow salt. Our Wang family's fine salt in Yuncheng suffered a great loss this time. When I return to Taiyuan this time, I will definitely be implicated," Wang Zhe said with hatred.
Before Mo Jiazi's rise, Wang Zhe had been able to get whatever he wanted in Chang 'an City. However, when he met Mo Jiazi, he was defeated again and again.
"I have to say that Mo Jiazi is indeed talented!" Zhangsun Chong patted the book on the table and sighed.
Even Wang Zhe was speechless. No matter how much hatred he had for Mo Dun, he could not slander the talent of the Mo Family. He had also read the book "Enlightenment of Sheng Yun" once, and was also amazed.
"Right! Didn't the Wang family invite the Gongshu family? Why can't they deal with Mo Jiazi? "Zhangsun Chong asked in surprise.
Wang Zhe's face was full of bitterness. "To be honest, Brother Gongsun, the Gongshu family is indeed unique, but they can't help the snow salt."
The Gongshu family had studied the snow salt for a long time, but the knowledge of chemistry was not something that laymen could understand. In addition, the Mo family's village consciously kept it a secret, and the key parts were all done by the villagers. The Wang family couldn't find a chance to copy the trick of stealing the recipes of the Mo family.
What's more, the food produced by the Mo family's village was in short supply. Wang Zhe couldn't find a chance to use some crooked methods. This made Wang Zhe, who had never suffered losses, depressed. He didn't expect the Mo family's village to be so difficult to deal with. They were like hedgehogs that he couldn't bite.
"Brother Wang, you have been wronged!"
Zhangsun Chong comforted him on the surface, but sneered in his heart. This was Chang 'an City. Did you really think that the Wang family was in Taiyuan?
"But the Gongshu family gave me another surprise." Wang Zhe smiled slightly.
"Surprise?" Zhangsun Chong was confused.
"Brother Zhangsun, please go to the East Market and you will know." Wang Zhe invited him mysteriously.
"Okay, then I am looking forward to your surprise." Zhangsun Chong stood up and said.
In the East Market Carpenter Shop.
"Gongshu Hong pays his respects to the two young masters!" Gongshu Hong, who had already received the news, saw Wang Zhe and Zhangsun Chong coming, and immediately greeted them respectfully.
As the saying goes, poor people have short ambitions. Now that the Gongshu family was living under someone else's roof, Gongshu Hong certainly wouldn't forget the proper etiquette.
"Mr. Gongshu, you may rise!" Wang Zhe hurriedly said. Every time Wang Zhe saw Gongshu Hong perform the ancient etiquette, he always had an inexplicable sense of superiority and enjoyed it very much.
"This is the eldest son of the Zhangsun family, Young Master Zhangsun Chong!" Wang Zhe introduced him.
"Young Master Zhangsun!" Gongshu Hong was shocked and hurriedly saluted. There was only one Zhangsun family in Chang 'an City, and that was the relatives of the current government. Obviously, the one in front of him was the eldest son of the current prime minister, Zhangsun Wuji.
It was also the first time Zhangsun Chong had seen such an ancient and unique etiquette. He didn't dare to neglect it and hurriedly saluted back.
After all, the legends of the Hundred Schools of Thought had been passed down for a long time. Zhangsun Chong also admired that era very much.
"Young Master Zhangsun personally came here today because he thinks highly of Mr. Gongshu's craftsmanship. I hope Mr. Gongshu won't disappoint him," Wang Zhe said.
Gongshu Hong heard this and said proudly, "The Gongshu family has nothing else but their craftsmanship."
"Swoosh!"
In the backyard, the tarps were lifted one by one.
"This is?" Zhangsun Chong looked at the familiar objects and asked in confusion.
Under each tarp were the objects that made the Mo family famous, such as the Live Fish Water Wheel, the Curved Shaft Plow, the New Model Cart, the Pressure Well, and even all kinds of pots that the Mo family had just produced. Except for the artificial incubation technology and snow salt, all the objects of the Mo family were here.
"These are the objects that the Mo family used to collect their ill-gotten wealth. The Mo family took advantage of their skills to collect all the wealth in the world, and became rich at the expense of the world. Such an unrighteous family, not only you and I can't stand it, but Mr. Gongshu was also worried after hearing about it. Therefore, he spent a lot of effort to crack the secret of the Mo family and let the Mo family suffer the consequences. "Wang Zhe seemed to be impassioned and said righteously.
Zhangsun Chong's heart moved. Wang Zhe said a lot, but in fact, he meant one thing, which was imitation.
Before this, the various objects of the Mo family could be imitated by craftsmen, but either the craftsmanship was not good enough, or the cost was too much. The loss outweighed the gain.
The Gongshu family had fame and technology, and with the support of the Wang family, they could definitely pose a threat to the business of the Mo family.
"The Mo family has collected ill-gotten wealth, and the Gongshu family has decided to confront them directly. Please support us, Young Master Zhangsun." Gongshu Hong had already received Wang Zhe's hint, and knew that this young master of the Zhangsun family was also an enemy of Mo Jiazi, so he hurried to invite him.
"Good, since the Gongshu family is so righteous, the Zhangsun family will definitely support you." Zhangsun Chong naturally knew why Wang Zhe had dragged him here. The Zhangsun family controlled the iron trade in Guanzhong. With the Zhangsun family's participation, this alliance would be like a tiger with wings.
Besides, how could he refuse something that could bring trouble to Mo Jiazi?
"Good!"
The three immediately looked at each other and said in unison.
The Zhangsun family had the raw materials, the Gongshu family had the craftsmanship, and the Wang family had the market. The three hit it off and quickly reached an agreement.
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