Chapter 1495

Gao Yang laughed, "The Pei family has nothing more than those means, which are not worth mentioning."

"The Pei family hasn't made a move yet, and you already know?" Wu Zhao looked incredulous.

"The means of the world are nothing more than those few types: framing, smearing, creating public opinion, and artificially creating conflicts. The Pei family can't jump out of that either, and this subject has also done a little preparatory work."

"Bamboo in my Great Qian is also known as 'Ghost Fear Wood'. If the Pei family's means are clever, they will link bamboo paper to literary luck and ghost-summoning to stir up public opinion!"

Wu Zhao's expression was slightly solemn, "If the Pei family uses this move, how should it be resolved?"

Great Qian has revered ghosts and gods since ancient times. If the Pei family links it to this, once public opinion is formed, even if it is her decree, it will be of no avail.

The talk of ghosts and gods often makes the people feel awe.

Gao Yang's expression was calm.

"This subject already has a countermeasure in mind, and I am just waiting for the Pei family to make a move. As long as Your Majesty cooperates, the Pei family is already a fish on this subject's chopping block, just waiting to be slaughtered!"

Wu Zhao looked at Gao Yang deeply and said, "I will naturally cooperate with you."

"But I must remind you that it is easy to make the Pei family suffer a great loss of strength, but it is extremely difficult to destroy the Pei family and ruin their foundation."

"Mulberry-bark damask paper is only one of the Pei family's foundations; the Pei family also has the books of the sages, supports thousands of copyists, and also has commentaries and interpretations!"

Upon hearing this, the smile on Gao Yang's face grew even richer.

He said softly, "Your Majesty, who said that this subject only prepared bamboo paper as a generous gift for the Pei family?"

"Besides bamboo paper, besides the public opinion in this whole city, this subject has also prepared two other great gifts. These are not just aimed at the Pei family, but also at the... noble families of the world!"

"Either don't make a move, or... make it so they never have a foundation to turn things around!"

Wu Zhao's pupils shrank, her heart shaken.

Noble families of the world?

She couldn't stop herself from asking, "What are the means for these two great gifts?"

Gao Yang said softly, "These two great gifts are called—"

"Movable type printing!"

"Great Qian News!"

"..."

At the same time.

Changancheng.

Vermilion Bird Street.

Following the court session, everything that happened in the morning court session spread like a storm toward the entire Changancheng.

Restaurants, teahouses, inns, and street peddlers were all discussing it.

"Have you heard? This morning, the Pei family head went to see His Majesty in person to seek justice for his son! But guess what?"

"Didn't Lord Gao say yesterday that this was all a play directed and acted by the Pei family's young master, Pei Ji? Could there be a mistake in this?"

"Lord Gao admitted his guilt on the spot!"

"What? Lord Gao admitted his guilt? This... this... I actually believed Lord Gao and thought it was really a play directed and acted by Pei Ji!"

"Wait a minute, please continue to believe in Lord Gao, you didn't believe in the wrong person!"

In a restaurant, two Changan scholars were discussing; one of the scholars slammed the table, looking unwilling to believe it, but then another student stopped him.

The scholar who slammed the table looked dumbfounded, "Brother Huang, what do you mean by this? Didn't Lord Gao admit his guilt?"

"Lord Gao certainly admitted his guilt, but he admitted it for the sake of the scholars from poor families in the world. Do you know the reason he hit someone?"

"What reason is there?"

"The Pei family's mulberry-bark damask paper costs a hundred coins a sheet; an ordinary farming family can only afford one sheet with several months of food. Lord Gao said this paper is too expensive and wanted them to lower the price, but that Pei Ji said if you can't afford it, don't buy it. In a fit of rage, Prime Minister Gao made a move!"

"What? There's actually such a thing!"

The scholar who slammed the table looked shocked.

The student called Brother Huang became more excited as he spoke, "How could this be false?"

"Lord Gao was right there in the Jin Luan Hall, pointing at the Pei family head's nose and scolding him in front of all the officials, saying that this paper is not expensive, but that the human heart is not what it used to be! This price is unfair, and justice lies in the hearts of the people!"

"He said that even with the body of an ant, one dares to shake a towering giant tree! There are millions of poor scholars, how can we allow you noble families to fish for meat!"

"Prime Minister Gao said he is willing to use the hot blood in his neck to wake up... this world that is pretending to sleep!"

Boom!

The scholar who had previously slammed the table was flushed with excitement.

He slammed the table again and said loudly, "Good!"

"Your mother's slave!"

"Lord Gao said this really well!"

"There are millions of scholars of our generation, how can we allow those noble families to fish for meat?"

The Changan people who were originally eating nearby couldn't help but follow suit and slam the table upon hearing this.

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Lord Gao said this too well!"

They all said excitedly.

Brother Huang was flushed red, "That Pei family head has dog eyes that look down on people, actually saying that it has always been this price, and instead blaming us for not working hard, which angered Lord Gao so much that he directly hit him in front of all the officials!"

After saying this.

The scholar who had previously slammed the table suddenly stood up and couldn't help but walk outside.

Brother Huang was stunned and couldn't help but shout, "Brother Wang, where are you going?"

The scholar who slammed the table didn't even look back, leaving behind only a sound like the wind blowing cold at the Yi River.

"Lord Gao acted so righteously for our sake. Although Wang is untalented and his purse is somewhat shy, I always feel... I should do something!"

"I heard that a rather young technician recently arrived at the Royal No. 1 Club, named 'Don't Eat Cilantro'."

"At this moment, naturally, I am going to the Royal No. 1 Club to order 'Don't Eat Cilantro'!"

Upon hearing this, Brother Huang immediately looked solemn; he also stood up suddenly and reached out to this scholar.

"Brother, I will go with you!!!!"

"Let's go order that 'Don't Eat Cilantro' together!!!"

Han Lin Academy.

When the scholars learned about the court session, they were all shocked.

Huang Zhizhan closed his eyes, his body trembling.