In Wencui Pavilion——
After Jia Heng finished speaking, he remained silent.
He was not a pedantic person, but it was inappropriate to go back on his promise after he had already agreed, but it did not mean that he would refuse to discuss the matter with Hanmozhai again with a written manuscript.
If the other party is reasonable and renegotiates the price, everyone will be happy.
If the other party refuses and insists on fulfilling his promise, he will still... fulfill his promise, but there will be no chance of cooperation in the future.
Moreover, fame and fortune are always closely associated with each other. Once a book is published in the world, its reputation becomes famous, and its promise is widely spread, then a new book will be written...
On the contrary, once a promise is broken, it is easy to be ridiculed by the current discussion.
Song Yuan frowned and said: "This...Zi Yu, even if he can negotiate and raise the price, it will not be as good as the prison square engraving, which can monopolize 80% of the profit."
Jia Heng said: "Thank you sir for thinking about me. I just want to talk to Hanmozhai first before making any calculations."
Song Yuan was also thinking about him and was worried that he would suffer a loss. At this time, he had to act upright and awe-inspiring, and say what a gentleman says and promises a thousand pieces of gold.
Otherwise, it would be too low of emotional intelligence.
Seeing this, there was something strange in Han Hui's eyes, and he muttered: "Zi Yu, there may not be a way to have both ends of the world in this matter."
At noon, when he saw Mr. Song, he said that Jia Ziyu had the ability to manage things. He was about to ask about it later, but he didn't want to hear about it again before he asked.
Jia Heng and Song Yuan both looked at him in surprise.
Han Hui said: "If Ziyu wants to talk, just talk to the people behind Hanmo Studio."
Yu Zhen's eyes moved slightly, his brows furrowed, and he said: "The man behind Hanmo Studio? That noble man is not easy to deal with. Besides, who would care about such a trivial matter with his status?"
Han Hui said: "I don't know if I will ask, but at least give it a try."
Song Yuan looked confused and asked curiously: "Zisheng, Wendu, what are you two talking about?"
He has been in Shenjing for more than ten years and knows that the owner behind Hanmo Zhai has strong financial resources, but the two of them kept it secret and said that the noble person could be a prince or princess.
If this is the case, no wonder there is no liquidated damages.
Jia Heng frowned and turned his questioning eyes to Han Hui.
Han Hui said: "The person behind Hanmo Studio is my eldest princess, Your Highness Jinyang."
Jia Heng just frowned, his history was mottled, the eldest princess of the Han Dynasty always reminded him of Liu whoring. Generally speaking, titles like eldest princess are often associated with words such as arrogance and domineering in history books.
Hmm...and the face.
Han Hui explained: "This princess is the emperor's sister. She was famous in the capital for her poetry and prose before she opened her palace. Later, she was granted a marriage by the Supreme Emperor and was betrothed to Li Zhi, the former prince-in-law. Not long after, the Prince Consort passed away, and now he had a daughter, Princess Qinghe, under his knees. This princess often dressed up as a man, socialized with Hanyuan poets and celebrities in the capital, and talked about poetry. Her temperament... some said it was harsh. Duan Ning is a bit calmer, and he is also said to be heroic and majestic, but because he is a pariah and doesn’t know the person, his reputation cannot be accurate."
When Jia Heng heard this, his face looked gloomy, and he was thinking in his heart, this widow who is unemployed but has a wide circle of friends, could it be that she is... a peaceful and happy person?
Han Hui said with a smile: "However, one thing about His Highness is that he is well-known and well-known. He is the most elegant scholar. Anyone with beautiful literary talents often meets through the screen when he submits letters to his door. When talking about poetry, he is even more interested in poverty-stricken literature. As a gift of silver, in consideration of Ziyu’s literary talent, if I can send him a letter and visit him, I should be able to meet him."
He was the son of the second minister of the cabinet, and he was considered a layman and was rejected. This widowed eldest princess had a really eccentric temperament.
Jia Heng thought for a while and said: "Write out the next fifteen chapters together, and then bring the manuscript with you to discuss this matter."
Han Hui didn't know that he had met several Tianhuang nobles from Chen Han by chance the day before yesterday. How should I put it, their impressions were good or bad.
Han Hui said sternly: "Zi Yu, if you visit the eldest princess to renegotiate the price, you need to do it as soon as possible. I think three or five times will be enough to show the power of Zi Yu's writing. If the eldest princess changes her mind, she can relieve the constraints of the contract as soon as possible."
Yu Zhen frowned and said: "As soon as the fifteen chapters come out, Hanmo Studio can start engraving and printing. If it sells well in the world, there is no guarantee that the shopkeeper of Hanmo Studio will not be tempted by the profit and stir up trouble. If there are three or five chapters like this, there is no way that Hanmo Studio will see his son." It is unknown whether Yudeng will renegotiate the contract with the eldest princess and take the initiative to terminate the contract."
Obviously Yu Zhen was in favor of Song Yuan's method and hoped that Hanmo Studio would take the initiative to terminate the contract.
As for Han Hui, he tried not to offend the eldest princess.
Jia Heng pondered for a moment and said, "Then I'll write two more chapters, the day after tomorrow."
After settling the matter, Han Hui smiled and said, "I heard from Mr. Song earlier that Ziyu came up with a way to search the bibliography for the pavilion?"
Jia Heng nodded and said: "I made some wooden signs for retrieving bibliographies to make it easier for the supervisors in the pavilion to check books. I call them Sinan's book search."
In this era, the compass was called Sinan.
Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Song Yuan smiled and said: "This name is perfect."
Han Hui smiled and praised: "It's really a good idea. I wonder where you are now?"
Jia Heng said: "The wooden plaques are still being made. We only have the written content on jute paper."
Saying that, he took it out of the cabinet.
Han Hui and Yu Zhen took it over to take a look. Yu Zhen smiled and said: "Zi Yu is like a cone in a bag, and you can see the end immediately."
Han Hui nodded frequently and looked up at the unfazed young man, feeling uncertain.
After that, the two sat in the pavilion for a while before saying goodbye and leaving.
Jia Heng spent the past two days in the pavilion asking Song Yuan about the unreasonable annotations on the scriptures. In this way, time passed by and it was evening.
As promised last night, Jia Heng rode Song Yuan's carriage and went with him to his house as a guest.
Mr. Song was not a native of Jingzhao. He was originally from Datong, Shanxi. He came from a well-to-do family. When he was twenty years old, he went to Beijing to take the exam. He failed and stayed in Beijing. After that, he failed every time. Twelve years have passed in a blink of an eye.
In the meantime, he also bought a house and farmland in Beijing, married the daughter of an old Hanlin, and now has a son and a daughter.
By the time we arrived at the Song family's house, the food and wine had been arranged in the main hall, and the guests and hosts were seated, until they were slightly tipsy.
Song Yuan raised his glass and drank it down in one gulp, and said with a smile: "Since I was in prison, I have met many young people. But when I was in prison, I only saw that Ziyu is different from others."
Jia Heng put down the wine cup and said with a smile: "Sir, what you said...maybe it's because I don't have any fame, I'm just a white man, and what you see is either filial and honest, or a tribute supervisor, so it's refreshing and unknown."
Song Yuan smiled, obviously a little drunk, and said with shining eyes: "Although he is a white man, he interacts with Mr. Cifu without any condescension, but because of Wendu..."
"Sir, you are drunk." Jia Heng smiled, held down Song Yuan's arm, and stopped Song Yuan's words.
Although it is just gossip after drinking, you should not judge others lightly.
Of course, Jia Heng couldn't guess what Song Yuan wanted to say next.
Regardless of whether it is to say that Yu Zhen is scornful to please Han Hui, or that it is because his father is a prominent official that Yu Zhen can have a calm relationship with him, such words are not pleasant to listen to or easy to accept.
However, from the past few days, he could actually tell something about the temperaments of Han and Yu. Of course, Han Hui was the dominant one.
But Han Hui is still very like a child of aristocratic family in dealing with people. To put it bluntly, he is more than utilitarian and will evaluate a person's value and give him a different attitude.
From just now, Song Yuan didn't know who the owner behind Han Mo Zhai was, so we can imagine the difference in Han Hui's attitudes towards him and Song Yuan.
Of course, there is nothing wrong with relationships between people, including closeness and distance.
Song Yuan has not been ranked first for more than ten years, so you can imagine how depressed he is? It just doesn't show up on weekdays.
And did Yu Zhen show his contempt for Song Yuan in his daily life? Or maybe Song Yuan is sensitive and suspicious, we don't know, it still needs to be observed.
Jia Heng's mind was spinning, and these thoughts flashed through his heart one by one.
That’s how complicated human relationships are.
Song Yuan also woke up at this time, and there was a hint of strangeness on his slightly red cheeks after drinking. He smiled to himself, and his eyes were somewhat sincere, and he said: "Ziyu is young and mature, and he is well-versed in human nature. With time, his future is limitless."
Jia Heng raised his glass and said, "I accept Mr. Xi's auspicious words. It's just the county government's second test, so I have to trouble Mr. Lao."
