The Red Mansion Big Liar.

Chapter 507 Taking action after hearing the news
In Chang'an, there is a house with a plaque reading "Wang Family".

A middle-aged man, nearly forty years old, with a haggard face, ran into the study room of the house with a roll of newspaper in his hand.

The middle-aged man unfolded the newspaper rolled into a cylinder in his hand, took out a page, handed it to the old man in front of the desk, and said respectfully: "Father! Look, this is the newspaper that your son bought at the bookstore today!"

The old man took the newspaper, studied it for a moment, and said with a complicated expression, "Are you planning to pursue the path of immortal studies?"

"I have failed to live up to my mother's expectations. I have been in the imperial examinations for more than ten years, but I have not been able to pass the imperial examination. However, I have been studying with my uncle since I was seven years old and have benefited a lot. If I can't do anything, how can I face my uncle in the afterlife?"

A trace of bitterness flashed across the middle-aged man's face, and he said in a firm tone: "Now, my uncle's only grandson has been forced to commit suicide. My cousin is a garrison commander and has nowhere to turn to. Even if his son can pass the imperial examination, what can he do?"

The old man fell silent after hearing this.

After a long while, he shook his head and sighed, "Even if you choose the path of immortal learning, can you help your cousin's family get justice? You have to know that the other party is..."

"Father, please look!"

The middle-aged man turned over the newspaper in the old man's hand, pointed at a corner and said: "Mr. Zhang is not only knowledgeable, but his knowledge of mathematics and instruments has opened my son's eyes. He is also not afraid of power. Even the Zhen family was defeated by him..."

At this point, he paused and said, "The new emperor has just ascended the throne and has promoted the study of immortals to a position similar to that of the Imperial Academy, which shows the emperor's intentions. The most important thing is that the study of immortals is now in a state of disrepair and he is only in his early twenties, but he has already been granted a title of nobility..."

As a modern person, Zhang Yun逸 understands the charm of journalism best, so how could he not have a subtle influence through newspapers?
Although the middle-aged man had something else to say, the old man understood the implication of his son's words.

Indeed, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. For a marquis in his early twenties, even if Zhang Yunyi is a little embarrassed about his own affairs now, it may be easy to catch him in the future.

Nowadays, the School of Immortality is recruiting talents. It is better to join early than late. The sooner you join, the more opportunities you will have.

Thinking of this, the old man waved his hand and sighed, "Forget it! Since you have already made up your mind, just do it yourself! You have been studying classics, history, and literature with your uncle since you were young, and under his influence, you have become fascinated by the study of strange instruments. Studying immortality may not be a bad idea."

At this point, he looked at his son and said thoughtfully: "But Liangfu! Although everything depends on human effort, we should not dwell on it. If it is impossible, we should not try to hit a stone with an egg!"

"Son, I understand!" Wang Liangfu didn't dare to look at his father and lowered his head.

The old man saw it, shook his head and said, "When do you plan to leave?"

"My son plans to pack up and leave tomorrow!"

The old man nodded and asked, "Tell me, what are you going to do when you get to the capital? Are you going to go to the Immortal Academy with the recruitment notice in the court newspaper, or do you have other plans?"

Wang Liangfu took a deep breath and said, "My son has developed a lot of equipment over the years. Although they are not as sophisticated as those of the Tiangong Academy, he thinks they are still useful. One of them is similar to a steam engine. Although I don't want to make a big splash, I don't want to waste it. In order to help my cousin avenge himself as soon as possible, I can only take shortcuts."

"Go!" The old man did not comment, but reminded again, "If you rely on mountains, the mountains will fall; if you rely on people, they will run away. It is better to rely on yourself than on others. If something cannot be done, don't force it. You must know that as long as the green mountains remain, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood!"

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Zhongshun Wangfu.

Zhang Yunyi bowed slightly to the people in the side hall and asked, "What do you think?"

Although it was his suggestion, he did not invite people to his own house. Instead, he gathered them at Prince Zhongshun's Palace according to old practice.

"Good! Good!" Zhou Xianzu and Qi Yuandao said in unison, "It's hard for the Marquis to have such a profitable business and still want us!"

Gu Dashou twisted his beard with his hand and said with a smile: "I have already taken advantage of many things by making paper, so I won't join in the fun!"

It's not that he doesn't want to make money or join in the fun, but Zhou Xianzu and Qi Yuandao are one relative by marriage and one a noble, so it's okay for them to be close to Zhang Yun逸.

However, he was a leader in the literary world and was close to Zhang Yun逸, which obviously did not meet Emperor Wanlong's expectations and would make him disliked.

Seeing Gu Dashou decline, Zhou Xianzu and Qi Yuandao were overjoyed and said with a smile: "You are still very generous, old man!"

Zhang Yunyi was also a little surprised.

However, what Gu Dashou said made sense. The improved papermaking technique was made public to a limited extent, and those who bought it cheaply were all his students and old friends.

He looked at King Zhongshun calmly and asked, "What do you think, Your Highness?" It wasn't necessary to pull King Zhongshun along. Even if King Zhongshun didn't want to get involved, he had made enough gestures and sincerely invited him to join, so he believed that he wouldn't make trouble with the wine yeast.

As for Jiang Yuhan, she was just the icing on the cake.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhou Xianzu and Qi Yuandao also looked at King Zhongshun.

He probed: "If the prince doesn't think highly of this small business..."

"How could that be!" King Zhongshun shook his head and smiled before the two of them finished speaking, "Leave the yeast to me. I guarantee it will be a unique fine wine. Qi Guan can also be arranged to make a guest appearance, but the share... I can't take less than 30%, right?"

After a long period of bargaining, Zhang Yun逸 also hoped to make money, so he made the final decision immediately.

Zhou Xianzu on the side rushed to say: "Whether it's Jiuqu or Qiguan, it's just a piece of cake for the prince. The marquis has also promised to invest. The prince alone takes 30%. Isn't it too much?"

Qi Yuandao also agreed, "Yes! Since it was the Marquis's idea and he provided all the capital, at least 50% is enough. Shouldn't we two only get 10% each?"

Prince Zhongshun refused to give in: "You are also experienced gluttons. You should know how much business Qiguan can attract. What's wrong with asking for an extra 10% or 20%?"

Although he did not say it explicitly, his words and actions hinted at comparing his contribution with the other two.

Zhang Yunyi was too lazy to haggle with them, so he tried to smooth things over, "Actually, I didn't open this theater to make money, but because I recently fell in love with a concubine. Her father doesn't have any specialties, but he likes drinking and watching operas the most, so I thought of arranging this business for him to pass the time.

You all have shared the hardships with Yun Yi. As long as you agree, I will only take 40% of the dividends and not the management. Your Majesty has worked hard and made great contributions. 30% is indeed not much. You two can each take 15%. What do you think? "

How could Zhang Yun逸 not be aware of the charm of statistics?

To put it bluntly, as long as you are in control of the management rights, if you really want to enrich yourself, there are plenty of ways to do it.

Of course, for Zhang Yun逸, as long as he could maintain a balance between income and expenditure in intelligence work, it would be the best result.

Once you have control over management, you can transfer all the staff's wages to your bank account.

The remaining dividends are just icing on the cake. He won't lose the big picture for such a small amount of money and give others a chance to criticize him.

"That's so embarrassing!" The two of them immediately backed down.

Prince Zhongshun also nodded and said, "If Yun Yi is willing to worry about this, I naturally have no objection."

Zhang Yunyi then turned to Gu Dashou and said, "Your Excellency is highly respected. Please help me choose a name!"

Although Gu Dashou did not participate in the investment, if he could get a name for it, it would also have the effect of leveraging the momentum. How could Zhang Yun逸 let it go?

However, Gu Dashou had already made up his mind, and he declined with an attitude of not caring about it: "I see that young friend Yun Yi has contributed the most money and has also given up his shares, so I won't interfere in naming it. You should come in person!"

One should be grateful for what one has received from others. There was nothing wrong with it. Just by showing up, Qi and Zhou, who got 15% of the shares for free, immediately echoed the voice.

Zhang Yunyi declined twice, but seeing that Gu Dashou had made up his mind, he stopped wasting time and said after a moment of hesitation, "In that case, let's call it Quyuan Zatan!"

This was the name of a TV program in his previous life, and he used it now.

As soon as he said this, Qi and Zhou clapped their hands and cheered: "Great! Great! Those theaters outside are either called gardens or courtyards, which are too vulgar. But the word "altar" used by the Marquis is grand and has a sense of structure."

Prince Zhongshun also nodded and said, "Yes, the word 'Qu Yuan' really hits the point!"

Gu Dashou laughed and said, "Hahaha! Let me say that it is both a theater and a restaurant. The word "miscellaneous" really captures the essence of it!"

"I have made a fool of myself, please stop making fun of me!"

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(End of this chapter)