The road of industrialization and the survival of traditional craftsmanship have almost formed a pair of contradictions in some aspects.

The former is the way forward, the latter is the glory of the past, both have their own advantages, and it is a pity to lose either one.

But the times are always moving forward, the former is unstoppable, how can the latter maintain its own fresh vitality and continue to exist?

Xu Wen didn't answer Lian Linlin's question in the end, but just followed her, looked at countless artworks of various categories, and finally stood side by side in front of the stone wall of Wusheng Pavilion, looking up at the huge and magnificent statue of Mozi.

Mozi and Lu Ban are both ancestors of craftsmen, but if you think about it carefully, one is a scientist and the other is a master builder, and they themselves follow two different paths.

But art and practicality, which should be two sides of the same coin, should not have become contradictory?

It is written in political textbooks that spiritual civilization and material civilization need to be grasped with both hands, and both hands must be firm.

Of course, when society gradually develops and materials begin to be less scarce, human beings will naturally begin to need spiritual enjoyment and begin to pick up some of the auspicious feathers of the past.

But what about those who are lost in the process?

The dead cannot be traced, and what is lost will not come back, although it is beautiful and brilliant, almost some kind of extreme of humanity.

Xu Wen fell into deep confusion.

The place of Liuyu Garden is not large, but Mingshan still tries to provide the most advantageous conditions for everyone attending the meeting.

At night, they had one room for each person, Xu Wen and Lian's father and daughter occupied a three-compartment, Lian Tianqing lived in the center, Xu Wen and Lian Linlin slept in the side compartment on the left and right.

The mountains are still a little cold, and the Liuyu Garden has prepared enough charcoal fires and burned the kang, which is quite warm, but it is a little hot.

Before Xu Wen entered the house, Lian Linlin stopped him, took out a purse from his arms, took out a small paper bag from it and handed it to him: "Soak a little before going to bed, it can relieve dryness." ”

The fresh and pungent fragrance faintly came through the paper packet, and Xu Wen smelled it, it was a mint leaf.

"Thank you. Xu Wen looked up at her and smiled slightly.

There were only the two of them under the eaves, and it was very quiet around, they were not far away, and their breath could be heard.

"Hmm...... I'll take a pack to my dad too. Lian Linlin blushed a little for some reason, and looked away uncomfortably.

"Hmm. Xu Wen stood in front of the door and watched her leave.

Lian Linlin took two steps, and suddenly turned back and returned to him.

She hesitated for a while, and asked Xu seriously, "Don't worry too much. There are some things that can't be helped, and they will disappear when they should be gone. ”

When she said this, her expression was a little faint, even a little indifferent, Xu Wen had never seen such an expression on her face.

The expression was just a flash, and even Lin Lin regained his previous brightness, looked up and said with a smile, "We just do what we can do!"

As she spoke, she waved her fist slightly to cheer Xu Wen up.

Xu Wen smiled and nodded seriously.

Lian Linlin waved his hand, turned to leave, raised his hand, and prepared to knock on the door.

Before her hand fell, she suddenly stopped, returned to Xu Wen again, and asked, "By the way, do you know what my birthday is?"

"Yes, March 3. Xu Wen replied without hesitation.

"Hehe, you have a good memory!" Xu Wen thought she was going to ask for a gift or something, but she didn't say anything, as if she just came over to ask him such a question, and turned around and left.

This time, she knocked on Lian Tianqing's door, and the wooden door quickly opened, and Lian Tianqing stood at the door, as if she had been standing here for a while.

The wooden door closed, and Lian Tianqing asked lightly, "What do you want to do on March 3rd?"

"I want to tell him that I like him and want to marry him!" Lian Linlin's cheeks were a little red, but he didn't hesitate to speak.

"Why don't you ask him what he means first?" asked Lian Tianqing.

"No, I like him, it's my business. I want to tell him. Lian Linlin said.

"What if he just treats you as a sister?" asked Lian Tianqing lightly.

"It can't be helped, but I still like him. Even if he just heard the hypothesis, even Lin Lin was a little frustrated. But in her frustration, there is a faint hint of sweetness, which is her heartbeat.

Lian Tianqing looked at her daughter, with waves in her eyes. He was quiet for a while, then said "um", took the medicine bag she handed over, and said, "Go back and have a good rest." ”

"Daddy, you too. Lian Linlin smiled and went out.

Lian Tianqing watched her back leave, and slowly walked to the table. On the empty table, a piece of stationery lay flat.

Lian Tianqing Gujing looked at the letter without waves, and after a moment, he stretched out his hand and tore it to shreds.

Xu Wen didn't know what was happening in the next room, and he didn't know that he would get an unexpected surprise more than a month later.

There was a lamp left in the room, and it was pressed until there was only one bean left, and he picked the wick, and the four walls quickly brightened.

There was a stack of materials on the table, very familiar, it was the one he had read at the bottom of the mountain, and the people from Liuyu Garden brought it up directly for him, or put it in his room.

The information is thicker than what he had seen before, and there are some new discussions today, including the registration he had with Chu Qiushi not long ago, all of which have been recorded and placed here, and the ink on the paper still has a unique fragrance.

Before, Xu Wen thought that this was the preferential treatment given by Liuyu Garden to Lian Tianqing, a half-step heavenly craftsman, but now he doesn't think so.

From now on, it seems that most of the connections between the Ming family and the imperial court are concentrated in the Inner Pavilion, and the Qianlong Palace and the surrounding new city are important pilot projects for the Inner Pavilion, and the Inner Pavilion will naturally pour a lot of attention to this side.

The outcome of the discussion is just one of them.

Xu Wen exhaled lightly and sat down to take a closer look.

The meeting is attended by some of the best craftsmen of our time, who are experienced and thoughtful, and what they collide with at will is often thought-provoking.

Influenced by Xu Wen, the topics of their discussion this time mainly focused on the germination of new technologies and the conflict between old and new technologies.

They don't really sit still, they actually have feelings and ideas about the changes that the world has or will show to them.

It's just that in the past, they would be more silent and wary of this trend, with resistance that they may not have noticed themselves, rather than sitting at the table calmly and discussing it as they do now.

They came from all parts of the Great Zhou Dynasty, went deep or came from the bottom, and often came and went to the homes of high-ranking officials and nobles, weaving brocade and tailoring, making goldware, repairing calligraphy and paintings, and building houses and utensils for them.

When they discuss and think, the depth and malleability is amazing.

Through their remarks, Xu Wen's gaze was as vast as he had never been, and he found that the hints of change had already appeared, long before he proposed the total division method, long before the establishment of the Inner Pavilion.

He thought of Yipinfang, of the horizontal and vertical houses and streets.

In contrast, this is the real sound that will appear in this era.

And it is precisely because of this that Xu Wen seems to be able to hear the sighs of the masters through the paper.

The times are moving forward, unstoppable, and irreversible.

At this time, there was a sudden "meow" sound in the room, Xu Wen was startled, and looked down to see Qiuqiu from nowhere.

The ball was at his feet, rubbing against his legs, and biting at the corners of his pants, as if trying to pull him somewhere.

Xu Wen was stunned for a moment, then stood up and followed.