"Your Highness, your idea is truly magnificent!" The Princely Heir, though only six years old, has thoughts more enlightened than many, even great scholars. In terms of knowledge dissemination, he is exceptionally selfless.
"I believe books must be passed down from generation to generation; otherwise, many will be lost, and future generations will not see them, which would be a great pity." Whether it’s ordinary books or rare ones, it’s best to pass them on. If they are lost, books lose their original value.
Mr. Xiao suddenly stood up and made a deep bow to Zhao Yao.
"Your Highness, on behalf of the students across the land, thank you." If everyone could be as the Princely Heir, then books and knowledge could be well preserved and passed down through generations.
Zhao Yao was startled by Mr. Xiao’s gesture and quickly stood up to support him.
"Sir, it’s too early for you to thank me. After all, I’ve done nothing yet."
"Your Highness, having such a vision is enough to earn the gratitude of all the students." How many in the world are willing to selflessly disseminate knowledge like the Princely Heir.
"Wait until I truly build the library, then you can thank me." Zhao Yao said with a smile, "Before I go to my fief, I want to collect more books."
"Your Highness, I will also help you gather books."
"In this period, I’ll work on the printing technology."
"Your Highness, once you complete it, please allow me to see it."
At this time, in Prime Minister He’s residence.
Prime Minister He was chatting with the three sons of Zheng Xilin.
Just this afternoon, the three sons of Zheng Xilin arrived in the capital.
Zheng Xilin’s eldest son is named Zheng Rang, eighteen this year. He resembles his father strongly.
The second son is named Zheng Cheng, sixteen this year. He looks more like their mother, not much like Zheng Xilin.
The youngest son is named Zheng Qian, twelve this year. He is very delicate in appearance, and with his fair skin, he looks like a little girl.
Zheng Rang loved reading since childhood. Although he hasn’t reached the level of encyclopedic knowledge, he is talented. He inherited some true skills from his father and is good at strategic planning and winning victories from afar.
Zheng Cheng has loved the Mo Family’s Mechanical Techniques since childhood, enjoying making various strange things.
Zheng Qian is smarter than both his brothers, even more so than his father Zheng Xilin. He is also skilled in divination, but his intelligence makes him arrogant, believing everyone in the world to be fools.
His thoughts and behaviors are unconventional, often saying or doing unexpected things.
Zheng Xilin thinks his youngest son is naturally rebellious, and if he is not properly managed, he will cause disaster for the country. To make his youngest son understand that there are always more knowledgeable people out there, he deliberately had his eldest and second sons bring him to the capital.
After an afternoon of interaction, Prime Minister He had already figured out the abilities and temperaments of Zheng Xilin’s three sons, just as Zheng Xilin had described.
Prime Minister He let them rest for two days. In a few days, he planned to take them to meet some people.
Zheng Qian, expressionless, refused Prime Minister He’s kind intention: "Uncle, I don’t need your arrangements."
Seeing his younger brother speak so directly and rudely, Zheng Rang glared at Zheng Qian warningly and shouted, "Xiao Qian!"
Prime Minister He had understood Zheng Qian’s temperament and was not offended by his bluntness.
"Xiao Qian, then what do you plan to do?"
"Before coming to the capital, I divined that I would meet my lord here." Originally, Zheng Qian didn’t want to follow his brothers to the capital, thinking everyone there was foolish. However, when he divined that he would meet his lord in the capital, he changed his mind and followed his brothers here.
He was full of anticipation for his future lord.
"Achoo!" Zhao Yao suddenly sneezed.