Reason, of course there is.
Cheng Cheng was not a hot-blooded boy, he didn't take the bait easily, but he had to admit that he was moved.
"Nephew, do you know what you are doing?"
Cheng Cheng was silent for a quarter of an hour, Jiang Pengji was not in a hurry, and quietly waited for the other party's reply.
"My nephew knows."
When Jiang Pengji does things, she always uses her brains, especially for such a major event that concerns her life.
Cheng Cheng showed a little panic on his face, and he said, "Since you are clear, why do you still do this?"
Jiang Pengji snorted and opened his mouth contemptuously, bitter and mean, pungent and pointed at the ills.
"Why? Telling lies, good words, and empty words is naturally for Uncle Cheng's lifelong wish, so that tens of thousands of books or even more books can be passed down to future generations and known to future generations. Telling the truth, the truth, and what's in your heart, naturally It is to change the world, to reform the bad and create a new one, to stir up the turbulence and promote the clear. This world, after all, is the world of the common people, not the world of one family, nor is it a toy for the latter to play with the political power, manipulate the world, and do whatever they want. The gentry hold the power. , do not want to get involved in practice, live a graceful life, and decay and decay in luxury. Uncle Cheng is knowledgeable and knowledgeable. Do you think that today's world is so messed up, is it really just the fault of the royal family? ?"
Cheng Cheng listened for a while, froze in place, and said with difficulty, "Lanting, you are also from a noble family."
Even if Cheng Cheng agreed with her remarks and occasionally had such thoughts, he didn't have the guts to say it.
"For me, the common people and the common people are far more important than individuals and families. If I can sacrifice the latter to fulfill the former, I will do everything I can." Jiang Pengji said calmly, "If the calamity of the gentry is not curbed, the world will become a reality in the future. It will only be more chaotic. Uncle has thought about what will happen when the Central Plains continue to be weak and the barbarians are strong? To be alarmist, it is not impossible that the clothes will be gone."
Cheng Cheng's face was pale, his heart was shaking more and more, and even his fingers were shaking.
Jiang Pengji forced Cheng Cheng step by step, and the melon-eating audience in the live broadcast room also noticed that the atmosphere was wrong.
[Silent Huang Shaotian]: Uh... Who can tell me what happened? If my memory didn't bounce, the anchor was still asking Cheng Cheng for printing and rice paper, right? Why the topic jumped so much all of a sudden, it felt like the atmosphere was about to freeze.
[Gentle and lovely Han Wenqing]: Upstairs, less chatter, less games, and more reading. For now, printing is nothing, you can buy a copier if you have money, but in the era of anchors, printing is provoking the entire social system, do you understand
[Quiet Huang Shaotian]: I don't understand... You play games without riding a horse, and you have a serial ID, who doesn't know who!
[Ingenious Yu Wenzhou]: To put it simply, in the era of anchors, reading is quite a luxury. Most of the books are single copies, which leads to the inheritance of culture only in a small range of classes. This is the advantage of the gentry, and it is a bit like class solidification. Because of this, every time a catastrophe occurs, if the gentry is damaged, it also means that the civilization of the entire era has been impacted.
The audience seems to be typing slowly, and it took a while to post another one.
[Ingenious Yu Wenzhou]: In modern times, families with normal income can support their children to study, and they can always climb up when they seize the opportunity, and each generation is better than the next. In ancient times, it was different. Here I seriously criticize the "theory that reading is useless". Can the Huaguo, which was full of opportunities 20 years ago, be the same as the current Huaguo? The children of peasants are peasants, and the children of gentry are gentry. The nobles are superior to ordinary people, and books are very important carriers. If books are no longer the privilege of a few people, what do you think the result will be? There is a lot of pressure on the host.
It's like playing a game of scatter - it's better to play well than to play well.
In this era, it can also be explained in one sentence - it is better to learn well than to cast well.
No matter how talented, no matter how smart, just relying on "birth" can crush a group of talents.
For example, Xu Ke, Qi Guanrang, and Yang Si under Peng Ji's hands.
Xu Ke was once a slave, and there is an indelible mark of tattoo on his face, which is a stain on his life.
Qi Guanrang is of mixed blood, born of a barbarian tribe in the northern Xinjiang and a woman on the border of the Central Plains, and his origins are equally criticized.
Not to mention Yang Si, there is a mother who is suspected to be from Hualou, who grew up eating Baijiafan.
If they were left in a peaceful and prosperous world, the three of them would probably die in depression.
Wei Ci and Feng Zhen belonged to the middle of the family, and they were barely considered aristocratic families. They traced back to their ancestors, and at least they had a good ancestor.
As for Feng Jin, a well-born official N generation, the style of painting is completely different.
What Jiang Pengji has to do is to break the shackles of "birth", so that reading is no longer a privilege for some people, and as long as there is talent, there is a chance to climb up. Many people cannot change their origin, but they can change their future.
To be Tian Shelang in the morning, to ascend to the Hall of the Son of Heaven in the evening!
Even if ordinary people and aristocratic families are still not on the same starting line, at least they can see the hope of matching or even surpassing them.
Books, printing, rice paper
These three are not scary, what is scary is that Jiang Pengji wants to use them to break the existing system.
This is what Cheng Cheng was worried about.
After half a sound, he twitched his lips, and the sound was like a mosquito.
"You're crazy..."
Jiang Pengji calmly said, "If there is no people, where will the country come? If there is no country, where will the family come? Since ancient times, how many people have shouted for the country and the people, but in the end, the dust settled, only for the 'small family'. I want to compete Jiuzhou Shending, this is the consciousness that a future emperor should have. I do not seek the Datong world, but the unification of Kyushu, He Qinghaiyan."
Domineering and arrogant, terrifying trembling!
Cheng Cheng's first reaction was that she was too arrogant, but the second reaction was that she took it for granted.
A person who dares to provoke the existing social systems, or even completely subvert them, is naturally a lunatic and arrogant!
"Uncle Cheng, you are a scholar."
Cheng Cheng lost his voice in an instant, as if someone had pressed the mute button.
"I thought you were arrogant and indestructible, and nothing in this world could break it."
Cheng Cheng raised his eyelids and kept his voice hoarse.
"You don't need to give the old man soup. Tell me, what do you want to do?"
The corners of Jiang Pengji's lips rose, "The raw material of rice paper is mostly cypress, and Chongzhou has more of this stuff. The output is thousands of times more than bamboo paper, and the cost is lower. Wood printing, mass production of books. My nephew doesn't want to do it either. What, I just want to collect books from all over the world and fill the library. When one side is stable, build a library and academy, regardless of the threshold or background, and recruit students of the right age..."
Cheng Cheng smiled slightly mockingly.
"That's it? You let the old man be a printing carpenter?"
"How is this possible?" Jiang Pengji blinked and said sincerely, "My little nephew hopes that Uncle Cheng can take charge of the overall situation, compile enlightenment books, revise books and history books, sort out ancient books that have been lost for hundreds of years, and carry forward the past... Your responsibility is far heavier than that of my little nephew. more difficult."
Cheng Cheng's body trembled, and no one knew how much her words shocked his heart.