Three Kingdoms, I open a tavern in Xudu

the next morning.

Cao's house.

"Zixiu, you took away all the books from our house, what will Ziheng and the others read in the future?"

Mrs. Bian, Cao Pi and Cao Zhi's biological mother, said anxiously when she saw Cao Ang's actions.

At this time, Cao Ang was ordering people to load all the books at home on the carriage. Hearing Madam Bian's words, he said with a smile: "Auntie, Zixiu just borrowed it for a few days and will send it back soon. I will also give you a set when the time comes." Give Ziheng and Zijian books that you have never seen before!"

As he said that, he said again: "Hurry up, shopkeeper Chen is still waiting, load it into the carriage!"

"Zixiu, what are you doing?"

At this time, Mrs. Ding who heard the sound also scolded: "You took away all the books at home, what do you want?"

Cao Ang quickly explained: "Mother, these books are very useful to me, but you can rest assured that I will not miss any of them."

Madam Ding shook her head and said, "No, you have to let me down!"

Books are not only precious to their families, but also a symbol of their status. Having a collection of books at home can show their identity and status even more. How can Cao Ang just use it to ruin it?

"My lord, please let go of these books!"

An old voice suddenly came in from outside the door.

Cao Ang looked back and saw an old man with white beard and hair walking towards him, with Cao Pi and Cao Zhi at his side.

The old man's surname is Cai, and he is a teacher in Cao's mansion. He heard him say again: "The books are all the way of a saint, so don't waste them at will!"

"Mr. Cai!"

Cao Ang was very respectful to him, first bowed slightly, and then said: "Zixiu's doing this is to spread the way of saints in a more convenient way, please allow it!"

Afterwards, he looked at Mrs. Ding, and continued, "Mother, shopkeeper Chen ordered me to bring it to him. Before my father left, he told us that we have to listen to shopkeeper Chen for everything in Xuduli."

Hearing that it was Chen Yang's order, Madam Ding frowned: "Zian is mature and steady, how could he do such a reckless thing?"

Cao Ang said again: "I have promised shopkeeper Chen about this matter, and I can't break my word. I can guarantee that all books will be returned in full without any loss!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and let the people who had stopped continue to load the car.

Because the books made by the bamboo slips were too heavy, they had to be pulled by carts.

Seeing Cao Ang's firm attitude, Mr. Cai shook his head and sighed, "Nonsense, you really are fooling around."

"You two ladies, I can no longer stay in this Cao Mansion, and I would like to ask you to resign today!"

After finishing speaking, Mr. Cai left heartbroken without waiting for their response.

He also knew that he couldn't stop Cao Ang, and he didn't have the ability, so he had to pretend he couldn't see it, so as to make himself feel better.

As for the Cao Mansion, he really couldn't stay in such a place that insulted the saint.

"Mr. Cai, please stay!" Mrs. Ding said anxiously.

But he no longer looked back, and slowly walked out of the gate of Cao's house, his background was a bit lonely.

"Zixiu, when your father comes back, I'll see what you do!" Mrs. Ding said helplessly.

Cao Ang acted as if he didn't hear it, and urged the servants to load the car, while thinking in his heart: "Shopkeeper Chen, I hope you don't miss this time, otherwise I will be infamous forever, and my father will not let me go when he comes back."

He was still very nervous.

"Great!"

Cao Pi suddenly said happily: "Mr. is gone, and our books are gone, so we don't need to read and write in the future!"

Madam Ding and Madam Bian: "..."

After tossing for a while, after loading all the books on the carriage, Cao Ang yelled, "Let's go!"

Regardless of what the people in the house thought of him, Cao Ang could only bite the bullet and leave, following Chen Yang's initial arrangement, and the plan went smoothly.

Not long after the carriage walked out of the gate of the mansion, when it was halfway to the city gate, a group of scholars in Confucian uniforms and blue scarves approached in front of them.

When they saw the carriage, they naturally avoided it as much as possible, but the accident still happened.

The drawn horse suddenly went crazy for some reason, and rushed towards the group of scholars.

This scene frightened them all, but fortunately the driver was not weak, and he controlled the horse in time, so that it would not lead to a tragedy.

However, following the movement of the horse, the car behind him suddenly turned over and fell to the ground, and the bamboo slips in the car fell to the ground.

All the scholars present couldn't help but keep their eyes fixed when they saw this. They had never seen so many collections of books, even in the private schools of those aristocratic families.

"A lot of books!"

One of them exclaimed, and the others nodded in agreement, their eyes burning.

"What are you doing? Pick it up for me, and send it out of the city as soon as possible!" Seeing the accident, Cao Ang hurried over to urge his servants to pick up all the bamboo slips.

A few servants moved a little slower, and Cao Ang immediately said, "Hurry up, the paper factory outside the city is still waiting to use it!"

After being scolded by Cao Ang, those servants didn't dare to neglect any more, they hurriedly picked up all the bamboo slips, and then drove away with the carriage.

"This seems to be the carriage of the Cao family, and that person is Cao Ang, the eldest son of the Cao family. What does he want to do with so many books?" A scholar looked at the back of the carriage and muttered to himself.

Hearing that it was the Cao family's carriage, the rest of the people looked over curiously.

"Didn't you hear it just now? These bamboo slips seem to be sent to a paper mill!"

Another person looked at the back of the carriage and said in a low voice on purpose: "I heard that Prime Minister Cao has set up several paper mills outside the city. They can produce a kind of paper that can be used for writing, which is better than the previous paper. But paper needs wood, bamboo, etc.”

"From my point of view, the eldest son wants to use all the bamboo slips to make paper, but...the records here are all the ways of saints, so how can we destroy paper making?"

The man looked distressed.

Things like paper, even paper mills, are no strangers to the scholars around him, because a special and durable paper has been circulating in Xudu recently.

But if you want to use bamboo slips to make paper, then things are serious.

"what!"

As soon as this remark came out, all the other scholars were excited.

They are still hard to find a book, but now Cao Ang has destroyed all the books in the car and used them to make paper?

How can these scholars bear it?

"Cao Ang is really hateful, if he did this, it would be insulting to the saint!"

"That's right, we're going to grab those books back, and we must not let him do anything wrong."

"How do we grab this? Can we beat the escorting soldiers?"

……

Suddenly, among them, various voices of discussion sounded.

"Shut up all of them, be careful!"

Among the crowd, an old man who was about the same age as Mr. Cai said in a deep voice.

The old man's surname was Wei, and he was also a teacher. He was very dignified in the hearts of these scholars, so everyone kept silent. They finally remembered that this is still Cao Cao's territory.

"Look, isn't that Mr. Cai?"

Just as it was quiet, someone suddenly pointed to the end of the street, and an old man with white beard and hair walked slowly over.

It was Mr. Cai, the former teacher of the Cao Mansion.