The number one scholar is a piece of shit that everyone wants

"Dr. Zhang, my husband and I went to Guangfa Temple to burn incense a few days ago, and we were fortunate to have Master Tongjue teach us the sutras."

In the Sutra of the Buddha on Cursing the Meaning of Thought, the Buddha said: "Building a hundred Buddhist temples is not as good as saving one person. Saving the lives of all the people in the world is not as good as keeping the mind for one day. When a person has good intentions, the blessings he will receive are immeasurable."

"Master Tongjue said that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. This winter is extremely cold and long. I hope that Buddha will show mercy to all believers and save all living beings."

Song Haoming felt very painful when he saw Zhang Renjing giving out two sets of silver needles, so he reminded him.

Ye Fanxing was stunned. Wasn't it common to observe the celestial phenomena at night in the village? Why was it brought up with Buddhism here?

He looked at Zhang Renjing and Ren Zhengyang, who were praying with their hands clasped together and chanting "Amitabha" devoutly. He instantly understood Song Haoming's intention.

In ancient times, there were 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, including temples dedicated to gods and ghosts. The Buddha said, and the master said, no matter in which time and space, their believers are as numerous as crucian carp crossing the river.

When he came to his senses, he saw Song Haoming playing with his hand. He glared at him and pulled his hand back.

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Since the rain was light but never stopped, Ye Fanxing and his wife did not go shopping as they had planned after leaving Baohetang, but went straight back to Daliu Village.

Before going home, Ye Fanxing went to Carpenter Li's house first. He wanted to ask him if the pair of crutches he had ordered before were ready.

Uncle Li slapped his forehead and apologized. After Ye Fanxing paid the balance of one tael and three qian of silver, he asked his family to help him move the crutches and other custom-made items onto the carriage.

While moving things in the rain and chatting about family matters, he found out that Carpenter Li had actually prepared what he wanted long ago.

Because he had recently taken on the job of custom-making wheelchairs for the elderly and other elders in several wealthy families, he forgot about it when he was busy.

Ye Fanxing drove the mule cart home while complaining to Carpenter Li.

"Husband, do you know how much money Uncle Li can earn from this wheelchair?"

"Ah? What does it have to do with me how much he earns?"

Song Haoming sat in the car and shook his head. His little husband was sometimes so innocent and cute.

"You gave the blueprint to them!"

Ye Fanxing still didn't understand when she heard Song Haoming emphasize the word "send".

He said nonchalantly, "It's just a drawing. I'll give it away just to make it convenient for others."

"Your blueprint has brought about a tremendous change in Uncle Li's family. They bought a small courtyard in the town. Yesterday, I heard from Uncle Lizheng that they plan to move to the town after they collect the grain."

"..."

"Also, don't you think his attitude towards you just now is different from before?"

"Ah? No!"

"What was Carpenter Li's attitude when you customized this wheelchair for me?"

After listening to Song Haoming's words, Ye Fanxing inadvertently recalled the previous scenes. She wished that the things he ordered could be made immediately and delivered to her door.

Now Uncle Li simply dismissed himself with a sentence "I'm busy and forgot about it".

Alas, he had found many excuses in his mind before. The things used by rich families could not be compared with the practicality of his own things.

They are all carefully carved out of fine wood, which must have taken a lot of effort.

Money really moves people’s hearts!

Another reason why they don't like me is that they are afraid that I will stop them from continuing their jobs.

Before entering the house, Ye Fanxing dispelled her originally somewhat lost feeling, lifted the car curtain, and asked Song Haoming in the car with a curled lip corner.

"I gave it to them, but that doesn't mean we can't use it ourselves. By the way, can this kind of blueprint be filed in the county government like a land deed?"

The car curtain was opened, and what Song Haoming saw was the pale-faced young man.

Thinking that his young husband had suffered from the cold wind and rain for his sake, he blamed himself for being useless.

When his eyes fell on the young man's bright and smiling peach blossom eyes looking at him, he couldn't help but be lost in thought...

Seeing that Song Haoming was still looking at her and didn't answer, Ye Fanxing waved her hand in front of his eyes a few times and asked.

"What's going on? And did you hear what I just said?"

Song Haoming came back to his senses and asked his husband to drive the car into the yard while saying, "Nothing. I was just thinking about the question that my husband asked."

"The drawings can be filed, but they will belong to the royal family and will be included in the book 'The Exploitation of the Works of Nature'. Because the drawings were drawn by my husband, his signature will be left in the book."

When Ye Fanxing heard that his name could be recorded in the book, he was so happy that his eyebrows were wide open. It didn't take long for him to travel through the book. He might be able to leave his name for eternity!

After parking the mule cart, the two men went into the house and changed into clean clothes. Song Haoming surrounded Ye Fanxing in a quilt and told him many relevant laws and regulations.

According to Ye Fanxing's understanding, this is an incomplete copyright law in modern times, and the main reason is still the imperial system.

Wheelchairs belong to the drawings of craftsmen. Under the imperial system, they are for the benefit of the people and are sold publicly by an official authority - the Imperial College.

In addition to other written books, there appeared publishing houses with various business models, including official editions, private editions, and commercial editions, with both official and private publishers coexisting.

For this type of books, their authors and bookshop owners can proactively apply to the government for a ban on printing in order to obtain exclusive protection in order to protect their personal interests.

"Husband, are you sure you still want to file it?"

When Ye Fanxing heard Song Haoming's question, she knew that he must have thought that she wanted to use this to make money.

"Well, we need to file it. This way, more people who are not good at doing things can leave their small world and integrate into the world."

Ye Fanxing raised the corners of his lips and added, "What heaven and earth? Actually, I just want these people to be able to bask in the sun outside like us, so as to avoid getting moldy!"

Song Haoming embraced Ye Fanxing in his arms, "My husband is kind-hearted!"

All those high-sounding words were just prelude, but Ye Fanxing had selfish motives behind them.

This book is sold officially throughout Dajin. Leaving his name behind it through the ages is a small matter; the real thing is to help him accomplish his plan that has attracted the attention of everyone.

As for Uncle Li, forget it. They are going to move away anyway. What does it have to do with me what happens to them?

After warming up, Ye Fanxing left Song Haoming's warm embrace, got off the bed, took the crutches placed in the main room, and demonstrated to Song Haoming how to use them.

“Is this called a cane?”

"Yeah. Let's try it!"

Song Haoming, who had not stood for a long time, could hardly move even with the support of a crutch.

When Xiaonan and Jiang Shuo came over with umbrellas, they saw Song Haoming practicing how to use crutches.

Xiao Nan opened his mouth and eyes wide, clapping his chubby hands happily, "Daddy, Daddy can walk like Nan'er now!"