Text]340.Lecture—

340.

But no matter how Yang Yi complained, he would not dare to say something clearly. Not to mention that so many people are here today, even if there is only Ji Tangdan, he could only mutter a few words behind his back. That's all.

Moreover, this day was a good day for the old man, so he couldn't be more presumptuous. Looking around, the five big and small ones around him combined were sixteen times his age. Sixteen times sixteen, this is not considered the teacher's wife who went out to buy groceries early in the morning.

As a "little" junior brother who is either a grandchild or a child, if anyone in this room must be well-polite, it is Yang Yi. So he is just listening respectfully from the side, watching the old man tremble his foresight and judging his wise eyes.

"Yes, yes, teacher, you have a keen eye for talent."

Several men were just standing next to each other with a faint smile on their lips. They obviously understood what their teacher had. Only the woman called Zhaoying smiled and agreed with her smile: "But teacher, our junior brother has so many things in his hand, so you won't say anything to let him put it down."

Obviously, this woman's status and status among Ji Tangdan's students was very unusual. Seeing her speak first, the others praised her and said, "Yes, teacher, let me take the things over and see what kind of gift he gave you."

Among the few people, there are people who have heard of Yang Yi's deeds, but they have never heard of them. There are also people who are devoted to their own knowledge. However, they are not talkative people. Before Yang Yi presented his birthday gift to Ji Tangdan, they would not just focus on their curiosity and shift the topic to other places.

As for Yang Yi, he could not ignore the gazes around him that were very interested, but he could also be called as calm as a cloud. Seeing the junior brother's look of being unscathed, the remaining few people nodded and secretly called out to his teacher's gaze.

Ji Tangdan probably felt that he had earned enough face, and Yang Yi was not arrogant or humble just now, which obviously made some different waves appear in the eyes of other students. He nodded at the moment and nodded at Yang: "Take it and see what kind of book it is, it is worth your consideration as a treasure."

Although the old man is quite old-fashioned and has strict requirements on the students, he does not limit their attitude towards him. At this moment, he doesn't have to kneel down and offer gifts, just waiting for Yang Yipeng to come up.

Yang Yi did not answer, but smiled and presented the things in his hand. However, he couldn't help laughing, and then he hung a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth. Ji Tangdan people wanted reading glasses when they were old, but there were a few people next to him. They were very meticulous in observation and saw the smile beside Yang Yi's mouth at a glance.

Huh? Could it be that something is still something extraordinary? At this moment, everyone's curiosity was once again aroused. However, due to the etiquette and the reserve of some literati, they barely suppressed their butts.

When he opened the cover of the first book, Ji Tangdan was still a little careless, but when his eyes fell on the preface, his expression froze, and then some unconcealed accidents came out.

Well? It turns out that there is something to do. This time, everyone's curiosity was once again led to a new level. If Ji Tangdan had not been under the rank, he would have to come forward to see what it was. The teacher who could read a lot of books would have produced such a god.

"Why... I suddenly thought of n-ng" sounded like a questioning, but the room was not outsiders, so who could not hear it? The sigh and emotion in his teacher's tone, then Ji Tangdan picked up the second book, flipped through it, and put the expression "It was indeed not surprising" and "You kid".

Then before Yang Yi returned, Ji Tangdan was very serious: "How much did it cost? Don't think that after publishing a few books and earning a few small money, you start to take the money seriously. Although we cannot be enslaved by money, we cannot develop bad disease of l-ng expenses. You report the cost to me, and I transferred it to your account at that time."

Well? Cost? Transfer? A few of them were obedient and had already vaguely guessed the content of this book, but they were not sure.

Only Yang Yi was amused and crying: "Teacher, you didn't have your head....................... We have to pay for your collection to publish, so why do you have to spend money on the other hand?"

Sure enough, Yang Yi's senior brothers and sisters all expressed their expressions.

Since the truth was revealed, the few people underground were no longer restrained. Seeing Ji Tangdan showing permission with his eyes, he passed the booklet.

The cover of Guxiang Gus-, exquisite binding, and good paper. In order to make the book look more comfortable, Yang Yi deliberately left more blank spaces around him, which looked particularly grand. This set of nineteen books is the result of Ji Tangdan's lifelong hard work. Although it is not a question of works, each of them is a work that the elderly have worked hard. Although it is not in the ears of ordinary people, it is a very famous work in the academic circle.

Such works are of course of great cultural value, but in terms of commercial value, the two are not on the same level. It can even be said that there are several difficult and obscure works, except for researchers in Chinese studies and history, no one else will take a look at them. If they are printed, it will almost certainly be the result of booksellers losing money.

However, Yang Yi did not consider these things at all, but focused on m-n design and planning, sorting out the old man's life's hard work from beginning to end, and then publishing it.

Such a gift can undoubtedly show his sincerity and his sincere desire to respect the teacher and respect the Tao. Therefore, with Ji Tangdan's strange temper, he couldn't help but lose his mind when he saw these books, and was obviously stunned.

"Little junior brother, I'm going to talk about you." Seeing his teacher suddenly sighed sadly, the man sitting down on Ji Tangdan suddenly laughed: "You gave such a unique gift today, so that we, the seniors, wouldn't we have the nerve to take out the birthday gift? This is not OK, it makes us too embarrassed, and we have to compensate us."

Yang Yi's senior sister Zhaoying seemed to have a good impression of her junior brother. She raised her voice unhappily when she heard this: "Oh, Senior Brother Yi Zhang is so embarrassed. I don't take the gift to the teacher carefully. Now I put the junior brother up as a target. You are so familiar with it."

The senior brother Yi Zhang chuckled, without any intention of blushing. Instead, he admitted: "That's right, that's right, I'm just trying to get wise. By the way, you don't know yet. I want to give you my junior brother's foundation, I'm afraid you won't say that."

He was extremely free and easy, without any hiding, which made Yang Yi quite funny, but he didn't feel dissatisfied with him.

"Forget it, do you think you are well-informed?" Zhaoying gave him a helpless look: "I know more about the grades of my junior brother than you. "What's happening in the Song Dynasty" is right? And "Shennong Code" is also right? You like to go wandering the most, but it is also someone's industry..."

The senior brother who first used Yang Yi as a target obviously only knew the first two news. When he saw his junior sister, he knew it and grinned a little embarrassedly.

But after he heard that even Yang Yi's property was also the owner, the expression on his face frozen for a moment. Although this stagnation was short-lived, for a true scholar like him, he was like a break in his heart. Even this senior brother Yi Zhang himself did not remember when the last time he was moved by an accident.

It was clearly Ji Tangdan's birthday party, but several student disciples talked so much that they turned the topic on Yang Yi.

A reborn person was so amused that he could stand here now, where these real celebrities and heroes were gathered together, but only he himself knew what kind of means he had used to be able to be with them side by side.

It was precisely because of the bottom line in his heart that he became very embarrassed. He thought that the old man Ji Tangdan would not talk to him, but what is going on now?

But obviously his wish was gone. Seeing that the disciples he received in his seventies had been unanimously recognized and loved by the students, the old man was very proud and happy. Moreover, this set of birthday gifts just now can be said to be the thought of Ji Tangdan. A literati who published a book did not have much thought in addition to making the works famous. Now, the gift given by Yang Yi was something that Ji Tangdan planned to do very early, but was always tied to trivial matters and could not do for one reason or another.

When he was in a good mood, he was too lazy to restrain his disciples. Moreover, the other students were familiar with each other, Yang Yi, who studied with him alone for more than half a year, and he had never met his senior brothers and sisters.

In Ji Tangdan's view, since Yang Yi intends to pursue cultural rejuvenation, in addition to doing business and territorial affairs, he must also involve the circle of academic research.

The former is the foundation building on the ground floor, and the latter is the key element that can truly make him famous. Although a literary and artistic work that can be truly passed down must have its connotation, it is also inseparable from the help of someone to support him.

Although his appearance is old-fashioned and even a little bit old-fashioned, the old man knows the clear water in his heart and is quite protective of his life. So when he sees his brothers having fun chatting, he just looks at him happily, which can be regarded as a disguised helping Yang Yi build a bridge.

Good intentions.

...

Without invitation, those who came to Ji Tangdan’s mansion early, were the old people close to him, and the remaining guests were all the way to the noon before they even boarded m-n one after another.

When not paying attention to tradition and etiquette, and may make the elderly unhappy, we naturally choose the former. As the saying goes, lobbyists follow the host's will and follow the local customs. Since the elderly are unwilling to be disturbed too much, they can only follow the host's wishes.
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