Donate paper fans?
This is a good thing...
Kong Yingda's face looked much better, but he still asked: "I heard that you forcefully sell folding fans?"
"Nothing."
Wei Shuyu shook his head repeatedly: "It's all your brothers who show your love."
Um?
Kong Yingda frowned and looked at the teacher who gave him the instructions.
The teacher's heart skipped a beat.
"Kong Jijiu, he lied, I saw them forcibly selling it to students!"
Teachers stood up and made indignant accusations.
"Shuyu, you heard me."
Kong Yingda was condescending and looked like he was enforcing the law impartially.
"I wonder, sir, who did I forcefully sell to?"
Wei Shuyu looked at the teacher calmly.
"You sold it to..."
The teacher looked around and saw many students holding folding fans to fan themselves.
"You sold it to them."
The teacher pointed at the students and shouted.
Wei Shuyu turned around and said, "Do you think they looked like they were forcibly sold?"
Well……
The teacher was dumbfounded.
Then he said to a young man: "Liu Feiyan, tell me, did he forcefully sell it to you?"
Liu Feiyan stood out, looking gentle and elegant.
Putting away the folding fan, he first saluted Kong Yingda, then saluted all the teachers, and finally gave a salute to Wei Shuyu.
"Feiyan, what did you say?"
Kong Yingda asked with a smile while stroking his beard.
Liu Feiyan is the most talented person in the Imperial College.
He is also one of his most valued students!
"If you want to go back to Kong to offer wine, the student will buy this folding fan willingly."
Liu Feiyan replied steadily.
"Liu Feiyan!"
The teacher yelled anxiously: "You are the most talented person in the Imperial College, don't let some petty profit ruin your future!"
"Teacher Liu, students respect you as a person, but how can you ruin their innocence?"
Liu Feiyan showed a rare expression of anger: "The student just bought a folding fan to play with, why is it like a heinous crime in your eyes?"
Huh?
Professor Liu was stunned.
He never expected that Liu Feiyan, who usually respected him so much, would actually refute him.
"One hundred coins buys a broken fan. Do you have a lot of money?"
Liu Jiaoxi said sternly and responsibly.
“The student’s family is poor, but he thinks this folding fan is worth buying!”
Just when everyone didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, Liu Feiyan started to talk again...
"This folding fan is made of fine paper, which will not rot for a hundred years. The bamboo body of the fan is finely carved and polished, smooth and does not irritate your hands. The fan pendant that comes with it all embodies elegance..."
"Do you think these are the only advantages?"
"wrong."
“The biggest advantage is that the paper is replaceable!”
"Look at the white paper on this fan. Can you write and draw on it?"
"When the time comes to attach my own calligraphy to it, won't it bring out a sense of elegance?"
"One month!"
"If you are not satisfied with your calligraphy and painting, you can replace the paper you are not satisfied with with new paper!"
"Don't forget, everyone, a piece of good paper costs 3 cents!"
"One piece of paper a day, just one month, won't the cost of this folding fan be repaid?"
This sudden wave of advertisements shocked everyone.
Isn't he the most talented person in the Imperial Academy?
Are you talking about the number one profiteer in the Imperial College?
But after what Liu Feiyan said, this folding fan seemed to be quite a bargain.
"Free exchange?"
Teacher Liu sneered: "Is this a lie?"
"If this is the case, I can write that he will go bankrupt!"
yes.
How can there be such a good thing in the world?
Everyone suddenly woke up.
"this……"
Liu Feiyan looked at Wei Shuyu.
"Of course you can exchange it for free, but the premise is that you are serious about painting and calligraphy."
Wei Shuyu took a step forward and said with a smile: "If you write something randomly, we will regard it as cheating and will report it to the official at that time."
"Businessmen are only interested in profit, so it's not you who have the final say?" Liu Jiaoxi scolded disdainfully.
"No no no..."
Wei Shuyu stretched out his finger and shook it: "Whether it was written seriously or not, we will announce it when the time comes and let the world judge."
Everyone nodded after hearing this.
Teacher Liu was stuck for words.
But he has already stepped forward, how could he just shrink back?
Now he has just one idea.
Defeat Wei Shuyu in debate and become famous in Chang'an!
He rolled his eyes and looked at the other students: "Cai Wenge, Zheng Haoqiu, did they forcefully sell folding fans to you?"
Cai Wenge and Zheng Haoqiu were the second and third talented scholars in the Imperial College respectively.
After the two came out of the queue, they both replied: "The folding fan is not expensive, and the students are willing to do it!"
Damn it.
This was all bribed by Wei Shuyu!
Professor Liu gritted his teeth.
That's right.
While his friends were working hard to sell, Wei Shuyu was not idle either.
He was responsible for persuading some famous talents in the Imperial College.
Forced selling does exist!
Because scholars were disgusted with merchants, Wei Shuyu could only use force.
No matter what the students of the Imperial College buy it for.
There's no way a folding fan worth a hundred cents could just be thrown away, right?
It can be used to fan yourself or show off.
As long as the students of the Imperial College are using it, this advertisement will go out.
If we take the opportunity to donate 500 folding fans to poor students, wouldn’t everyone in the Imperial College have folding fans?
As the highest institution of learning in the Tang Dynasty.
The Imperial College gathers the best talents in the world!
Their celebrity effect is extremely powerful.
"Don't be afraid, everyone. Anyone who has been forcibly sold can come forward and I will definitely provide you with justice!"
Liu Jiaoxi refused to give up and began to incite the students of the Imperial College.
But after some questioning, no one dared to come forward.
"you……"
Teacher Liu wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Kong Yingda.
"enough."
Kong Yingda came out of the queue and shouted: "Shu Yu donated folding fans to the Imperial College. He is sincere and can't allow you to be so slanderous."
"Kong offers wine."
Professor Liu's heart trembled.
I really want to say that I am not slandering, but that Wei Shuyu really forced the sale...
"Shut up!"
Kong Yingda scolded and immediately looked at Wei Shuyu: "Shuyu, since Liu Jiaoxi thinks you sold it forcefully, I wonder if this folding fan can be returned?"
"Of course you can."
Wei Shuyu nodded: "As long as the folding fans produced in Hu County are not damaged, they will always be returned and exchanged within seven days without any reason!"
"good."
Kong Yingda glanced at the crowd: "Does anyone want to retreat?"
The students were silent.
They were all forcibly sold, and they still have nothing to give back.
With that kind of courage, I wouldn’t have been forced to sell out in the first place...
Seeing that no one came forward for a long time, Kong Yingda looked at Professor Liu and said, "Do you have anything else to say?"
“Students have nothing to say.”
Teacher Liu was heartbroken.
"For slandering an official of the imperial court, suspend your duties for a month and go home to reflect." Kong Yingda sighed.
Teacher Liu is his student, so he shouldn't be punished too harshly.
"promise."
Learn to grimace.
A month's rest is better than Chen Fu's.
"Shuyu, it seems this is a misunderstanding."
Kong Yingda put on a smile again.
Someone donated a folding fan to the Imperial College, what does that mean?
It shows that he manages well...
"Just clear up the misunderstanding."
Wei Shuyu waved his hand and asked someone to send the folding fan in.
"I know that you are responsible for the commercial affairs of Hu County."
Kong Yingda scolded with a straight face: "But the Imperial College is a place for studying. You must not sell anything in the Imperial College again in the future."
"Shuyu understands."
Wei Shuyu agreed honestly.
"Children can be taught."
After chatting for a few more words, Kong Yingda dispersed the crowd.
Just when Kong Yingda thought the matter was over and turned around to go back, Wei Shuyu applied it like a dog-skin plaster...
"Do you have anything else?"
Kong Yingda asked doubtfully.
"It's okay, I just heard that Uncle Kong was a master of calligraphy and painting, and I wanted to see him..."
