The Lone Star of the Tang Dynasty

Wei Zheng and others were even more worried about this, worried that the scholars would be unbearable and make extreme moves, such as defecting to the Turks, which would be a catastrophe that would be difficult to control.

On this day, His Majesty took out a new and strange pen, although they did not know what kind of material it was made of, but they knew that it was completely different from ordinary brushes, as long as there were suitable materials, the court and even private traders and workshops could produce it. In this way, even if the family forces that manipulate the price increase behind the scenes are powerful, they can only be forced to reduce the price of the pen in the face of the cheap pens that can be seen everywhere on the market.

After leaving the Ganlu Palace, Wei Zheng, Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui and others walked on the streets of Chang'an, laughing again and again, today's scene made them feel happy, and they couldn't help but admire: "Your Majesty is mighty!"

But they were also very curious, and wondered where His Majesty had found this magic pen to break the deadlock.

"Xuan Ling, Keming, and auxiliary machines, what do you think...... Where did Your Majesty get this charcoal pen?"

Wei Zheng's gaze slowly swept over several close friends around him, all of whom were important ministers of the imperial court, each with their own thoughts.

Du Ruhui groaned for a moment, waved his hand decisively, and said loudly: "Everyone, there is no need to discuss this matter, in addition to the master beside His Majesty, who else in the world can create such a practical and novel item?"

As soon as these words came out, Wei Zheng and everyone present were stunned, and immediately burst into a hearty laugh. "What Ke Ming said is extremely true, such a strange thing, I'm afraid that only that master can forge it!" everyone echoed and laughed.

At this moment, a burst of children's shrill shouts suddenly came from the streets of Chang'an: "Good news! Good news! Yunshang is open! New products are on the shelves!"

The boy ran and shouted, "The new charcoal pen is only sold for three articles, everyone go buy it!"

"This is Yun Xiangyou's new product, there will be no chance if it's late!" Wei Zheng and the others heard this, and they all turned their eyes to the noisy place on the street, with a look of surprise and thought on their faces.

Yun Xiangyou, that is the name of the talented owner, and behind it stands His Majesty's chief think tank, who is praised as the "land immortal".

At this moment, His Royal Highness's outstanding wisdom once again appeared in everyone's hearts.

Wei Zheng frowned slightly, turned to the eldest grandson Wuji, and asked: "Auxiliary machine, you are proficient in the way of Duanmu goods and cultivation, once this kind of charcoal pen for three yuan enters the market, it will be ...... to the original pen-making industry" Before his words fell, the eldest grandson Wuji's face had become as pale as paper.

The eldest grandson Wuji replied bitterly: "If you want to ask what kind of impact this price will bring...... All I can say is that Fan Yang Lu may face a huge blow...... Alas, I wish there were no old people in their family with a bad heart, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable......

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The eldest grandson Wuji's heart was cold.

Although he is not a member of the family, he has great ambitions and hopes to enable the eldest grandson clan, an ordinary family, to rise to the same height as the five surnames and seven wangs, and to share the world with the Li family in the future by taking advantage of the descendants of the family. However, in the face of His Highness's seemingly insipid but ferocious move, the desire in his heart was instantly extinguished.

The price of a charcoal pen is almost ruthless, which means that for a family like Fan Yang Lu, who relies on the traditional pen-making industry to maintain a huge financial resources, it is undoubtedly a way out. If the price of charcoal is 300 wen, maybe the traditional ink pen still has a glimmer of life, but now the price of these three wen directly blocked the living space of Fan Yang Lu's family.

The

power of thunder came out quietly, like a good fighter winning thousands of miles away, leaving the eldest grandson Wuji with only deep shock and fear in his heart.

He realized that in the future, he must always be extremely cautious and take every step of the way.

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In the streets and alleys of Chang'an City, the young child's cry was like a swift beacon signal, quickly transmitting the news that shook the whole city.

There is no need to deliberately listen, located in several majestic mansions in the south of Chang'an City, those wealthy families who control the lifeblood of the family have also learned of this sudden change.

In the Fan Yang Lu Mansion, the atmosphere was depressing and tense at the moment. The family members trembled around Master Lu Changgeng, who sat in the dimly lit room, unwilling to look at anyone, and his inner collapse was as complete as the shattering of porcelain.

"Master, are you alright?"

"Sir, why are you lighting the lamp?".

"Get out!" Lu Changgeng roared angrily, scaring everyone into retreating.

Previously, Lu Changgeng actively responded to Cui Baihe's strategy, confidently thinking that this action would definitely force Li Er to make concessions, and break Li Er's psychological defense line in one fell swoop, so that he would completely succumb to the authority of the world's major families.

According to the well-planned layout, the Fan Yang Lu clan almost monopolized more than half of the country's ink production share, and the rest of the families divided the remaining forty percent, and the remaining one percent was scattered and scattered.

In this operation, Lu Changgeng did not fight alone, but joined forces with several powerful families to jointly raise the price of ink, and they thought that this move was nine out of ten.

After all, with Fan Yang Lu's absolute dominance in the ink industry, no one can shake his right to speak.

In this game, the Lu family is even expected to keep pace with the Taiyuan Wang family and become the head of the five surnames and seven hopes, and the lintel of the glorious door.

However, the world is unpredictable ......

At this critical juncture, Li Er suddenly launched a brand new pen.

This pen not only has a much better writing effect than ordinary pen and ink, but also is extremely inexpensive.

What's even more eye-popping is that this pen completely subverts the traditional pen-making process, no longer needs glue, stone research and other materials, and can be written smoothly on white paper directly, even if it is a fly-headed small Kai can also be swayed freely.

So, when this new pen appeared in the world, it shook the world in an instant.

Countless Chang'an scholars walked out of the study, flocked to the streets and alleys, bowed devoutly in the direction of the palace, and shouted long live.

And Lu Changgeng stood still, as if he had fallen from the clouds into the abyss, and became a clown who was ridiculed by the world. All his calculations, in front of this seemingly ordinary pen, became so fragile. The expected family power has soared, but now it is facing an unprecedented crisis, because the appearance of this pen has undoubtedly cut off the huge financial resources that Fan Yang Lu's family relies on for survival.

In this well-planned price increase action, Lu Changgeng secretly backlogged countless batches of ink, and the total amount was not less than tens of thousands of catties, which represented an astronomical huge fortune.

However, with the advent of the new pen, many scholars in Chang'an City have turned to this convenient and efficient writing tool. Traditional pen and ink is not only inconvenient to use, especially when writing small characters, it is extremely cumbersome, and the utilization rate of paper is extremely low. So, is it ...... Is it true that no one will use traditional pen and ink in the future?

Lu Changgeng felt a wave of despair in his heart, he didn't mind what kind of pen and ink others used, but the crux of the matter was that once this situation became a reality, the tens of thousands of catties of ink that Fan Yang Lu had hoarded with huge sums of money would be completely smashed into his own hands and turned into a pile of worthless waste.

Seeing that this plan failed, Lu Changgeng's face was as pale as paper, and his heart was as silent as ashes.