It never occurred to Zhao Lang that he wanted to trick these nobles, but he actually tricked Uncle Li into it.

"Master, do you want to speak to the prime minister?"

Nu asked at this time.

Zhao Lang thought for a while, then shook his head and said,

"No need, since Uncle Li himself participated in this matter, it's hard to stop it, otherwise it will easily show traces."

"Besides, this is not a bad thing. At most, I will charge Uncle Li a little less money then."

This time, using the Huang Daopo loom as a bait to make the nobles jump into the pit is actually a conspiracy.

In the face of advanced productive forces, or in the face of interests, all alliances among nobles are extremely fragile.

After all, the alliance is also for profit, and now the profit is in sight, how can these people bear it?

He seems to have lost the benefits brought by the textile machine, but what he actually got was countless free labor and abundant products.

These things can promote the development of Daqin.

After all, now, his position is different, and his height is also different.

If he is not in a hurry to spread his influence as much as possible, his better approach is to use Daqin's craftsmen as supervisors to lead the trend.

Of course, these actions will not stop.

These things will also be distributed through the channels of merchants, because merchants are actually excellent carriers of these new products.

These people are mercenary, and for the sake of money, their desire to accept new technologies will be even stronger!

After a few years, these nobles will find that there will be a group of rich people with more wealth than them. .

Then the situation will be very interesting.

And as long as I have a firm grip on sergeants and farming, no matter how other things change, it won't be a big problem.

This is why, even if he wants to damage the face of the royal family, he still has to secure his prestige among these two groups.

Having made up his mind, Zhao Lang quickly asked,

"How many nobles have reported their letters now?"

Slave recalled it, and quickly replied,

"Master, there are already twelve newspapers reporting that they want to use money to buy the use of the Mohist secret technique."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang couldn't help showing a smile, and said,

"It seems that the reputation of the Mo family is still useful."

Naturally, there is no such thing as copyright in Daqin. If you got the blueprint of this textile machine from other channels, these nobles would ignore you.

Definitely used it directly.

If you have the ability, you come to trouble me.

But the Mohist family is different, they are well-known outsiders, Mohist rangers, to put it mildly, they are assassins.

Coupled with Zhao Lang's background, they would honestly say that they wanted to buy the right to use it.

Power is the cornerstone of justice.

This truth is a bit ugly, but it is a pity that most things in the world are based on this.

"Tell Bailao and the others that no matter how many people come to buy it in the future, they will all agree. It doesn't need ten thousand gold, only one thousand gold is enough."

"By the way, we also need to give them a patent authorization letter."

Zhao Lang said with a smile.

Selling the right to use it was just a pretext, and he just took this opportunity to fix the situation.

The nobles would agree too.

They even hope to sell it more expensive, because in this way, they will face less competition.

It's a pity that they don't know the horror of patents. As long as a piece of paper is needed, they can collect money continuously. How can there be such a good thing in the world.

And his purpose is not to cheat the nobles of Daqin.

He is laying a foundation, and then he will build a system, and use the technology he eliminated to harvest all the neighbors around him.

This is the correct usage.

The slave quickly responded, and was about to retreat to pass on the message, Zhao Lang quickly asked,

"By the way, how is the situation of the Heming Academy in various places?"

He promised other old people before that he must give them students in the coming year.

Not at that time, these people really dare to do it.

Nu replied with a smile,

"Master, this matter has been done for a long time. Except for the war in Beidi, Heming Academy was not completed, and other counties have already completed it."

"And the number of students is far more than what you set. As long as you want, it is not a problem to have 500 students in one place."

After hearing this, Zhao Lang was not extremely happy, but raised his eyebrows slightly, and said,

"What twists and turns happened in the middle?"

The slave looked at Zhao Lang with admiration, and quickly replied,

"It's just that the first batch of students are mostly children from rich local families."

Nu quickly explained the situation clearly.

Zhao Lang could only tap his mouth dryly after hearing this.

Because if you want to blame this matter, you can only blame Zhao Lang himself. He entrusted Chen Ping to do all these things.

So directly under the banner of the Prince of Qin, he used the money of those powerful landlords to establish schools in various places.

Of course, the children of these people are the first batch of students.

Now in the local area, Zhao Lang's name is even more useful than that of the first emperor, and this is the reputation he earned.

Let's talk about this matter, what he did was indeed beautiful, but it slightly violated his original intention.

He wanted to give the peasant children below a chance.

But there is no way now, no money means no money.

And it must be admitted that the children of these powerful landlords are better than the children of farmers in terms of knowledge.

After all, farmers' children don't have so much time and money for education.

But even knowing these circumstances, Zhao Lang just sighed slightly, this can only be said after the Daqin government has hardened itself, anyway, it won't be too long.

It will be fine within five years.

Then said,

"Using the method of copying the names of the exams in Heming College, the top 100 students selected by each county are sent to Xianyang."

The slave should naturally be, but hesitated for a moment, and said,

"Master, since these schools are all established by local tyrants, even if the selection of the exam is done with anonymous transcripts, it may be difficult to guarantee fairness."

Zhao Lang showed a smile and said,

"You're thoughtful."

"Send Wuming and the other teenagers out."

He has not forgotten that the child whose father was killed by a traitor and whose heart was full of hatred for injustice.

The other party has also been in Heming Academy, and the position he gave the other party is to clean up these filth.

It just so happens that this thing can be used as a practical exercise.

"Give another order to the powerful landlords in various places. The powerful landlords who have invested the most in the local area will be responsible for the protection of the teenagers. If something happens to these people, the local Heming Academy will be removed, and the powerful landlords responsible for the protection will be wiped out."

"The murderer wiped out the three clans."

Zhao Lang said calmly ~lightnovelpub.net~ When I heard this, I swallowed directly, and looked at Zhao Lang with wild eyes.

If you want to say ruthless, it is still your own master.

Soon, Nu left with the order.

In the evening, Li You returned home with a face full of joy, found Li Si, and said,

"Father! The Mo family agreed! And they only charge us a thousand gold!"

Hearing the news, Li Si also showed an uncontrollable joy.

Because, the Li family is about to send out!

(An'an)

(end of this chapter)

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