Zhang Zhi's younger brother Zhang Chang first discovered Zhang Zhi's abnormality, and immediately whispered to the people around him to leave, leaving Zhang Zhi a quiet space.

"I didn't expect Brother Boying to have reached this realm, and I thought that this time there would be a big breakthrough in his calligraphy." Mao Hong shook his head enviously and praised.

"My brother is more accomplished and talented in calligraphy than me, and this pencil does give people a completely different sense of brushwork, which reminds me of Jin Wen." Zhang Chang sighed, he also wanted to enter Zhang Zhi's realm at this time.

Jin Wen refers to inscriptions cast on bronzes from the Yin Shang and Zhou dynasties, and the special font engraved with a knife can be said to be the ancestor of hard-pen calligraphy.

Zhang Zhi sat on the ground and began to take a pencil and write on the paper, Zhang Chang hurriedly said, "Hurry up and let people prepare some paper and pens, you can't let my brother leave this realm, otherwise the next time I enter, I don't know when it will be." ”

As a scientist, Ma Qiang also knows this state of mystery and mystery, in which the human spirit will be concentrated to an extreme, and there will often be groundbreaking theories or ideas.

It seems that Zhang Zhi is a real genius.

Here, Zhang Zhi watched him write, and over there, Zuo Bo was teaching everyone to make paper.

Zuo Bo asked people to pour the bamboo pulp that had been soaked for eight days and eight nights into the trough, and then began to stir, and after stirring evenly, Zuo Bo took out his glue and prepared to apply sizing.

"The most important thing in papermaking is sizing and papermaking, the formula of this glue can be said to be ten thousand square meters, every papermaker will have his own experience, sizing can not only make the pulp stick in the papermaking process, but also separate the paper stacked together one by one."

As he spoke, Zuo Bo poured the glue into the trough, and then began to stir, only to see that the pulp in the trough quickly became viscous.

Then there is papermaking, papermaking is to use the bamboo curtain to swing back and forth, so that the pulp is evenly attached to the bamboo curtain, after the papermaking, the paper is stacked together.

"Press!" Zuo Bo put all the papers on a water press made of wood and bamboo, and used gravity to slowly press the water out of the papers.

"You see, the paper can be peeled off nicely, and then it's time to dry, is there a suitable wall, the kind that can be burned on the other side?"

"Yes!" Zhang Ning raised his hand and said, "I made a wall of fire in order to dry paper!" ”

A wall of fire is a sandwich wall in which burning wood or coal can be placed in the middle to heat the wall and bake objects on the wall.

Zuo Bo asked the water-pressed paper to be carefully uncovered one by one, and then pasted on a clean fire wall and slowly baked.

Although the final paper has not yet come out, everyone can see that this time the paper is much better than the previous one.

"May I ask Mr. Zuo, the formula of this glue... Can it be sold? Qingcheng knew how much Ma Qiang valued papermaking, so he spoke and asked.

"Sell? How can I sell it? Zuo Bo smiled and said, "Send it to Yu Er and wait, wait for me to write out the formula to you, I hope that more students will not suffer from this bamboo slip in the future." ”

Zuo Bo is proficient in papermaking, so naturally he has no good impression of bamboo slips, and in his opinion, bamboo slips, which are heavy and expensive, should have been eliminated by paper a long time ago.

"It's done!"

The person who called was not from the Paper Research Institute, but Zhang Zhi in the distance.

He looked at the words in his hand, trembling with excitement, Ma Qiang and others surrounded him, and saw a word, which was very different from the official script and cursive writing that everyone saw on weekdays, but a font with a square shape and straight strokes.

Ma Qiang looked at this word, and couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, this character looks like regular script and Song book, and these two fonts have not appeared in this era, that is to say, this Zhang Zhi has really created a new font in such a short period of time.

This man... He's a genius just like himself!

"Congratulations! Brother Bo Ying actually created a new calligraphy, and this kind of calligraphy should be called Zhang Shu in the future. ”

Zhang Zhi was a little complacent, creating a font, enough to last for a hundred years, he looked at Ma Qiang, and said, "The old man has made a small success in calligraphy this time, thanks to the pencil of the Prime Minister, please give the Prime Minister a name." ”

Ma Qiang thought for a while and said, "This word is iron-drawn silver hook, upright, like a person, gentlemanly, can be a model font, I think it is called regular script." ”

Ma Qiang thinks there should be a barrage now, congratulations, the regular script achievement has been achieved!

The others read the name of regular script, and they all felt that it was appropriate, and in this way, a font very similar to the regular script of later generations was born.

In addition, a glue recipe is included.

Ma Qiang never thought that the key to papermaking was glue, and the glue formula given by Zuo Bo needed dozens of plants as raw materials, Ma Qiang had not studied papermaking before, and he didn't know what kind of active ingredient was working in this glue, so he could only mix it according to the glue formula first, and then improve the glue after cracking the reason for it in the future.

The paper made of Zuobo glue is extremely smooth for writing, and it is not easy to tear, so it is a high-quality paper.

The success of papermaking has made the countdown to the opening of the school.

Zhang Zhi decided to stay for a while because of the pencil and regular script, and studied the regular script behind closed doors, so Ma Qiang arranged a residence for five people, which can be regarded as attracting talents to settle down.

- Gaotang County

"You'an! You can go to the Prime Minister's Mansion with me to have a look, the Prime Minister of Malaysia has specially written a letter! ”

A Confucian scholar was talking to another frugally dressed farmer, if he didn't know him, no one would have thought that this farmer was Guan Ning.

Guan Ning is now twenty-six years old, he is a descendant of Guan Zhong, the famous minister of Qi in the Spring and Autumn Period, he is handsome, proficient in Confucianism, and does not understand the world, because his father died early, and he has no money, and Hua Xin takes him in and sponsors him on weekdays.

This time, Hua Xin got the letter from Ma Qiang from Hua Jing, so he prepared to set off for the plains, and brought this friend who was as famous as himself and didn't know how much better than himself - Guan Ning.

"Don't go, we hermits, study in peace, how can you be disturbed by mundane things!" Guan Ning shook his head and said.

"Then the prime minister of the country is quite sincere, saying that he is willing to hire thousands of dollars, didn't you say that you didn't have meat to eat last time, isn't this meat?"

Guan Ning's face immediately turned red, turned around and hummed, "Vulgar!" How can we be attached to the worldly? ”

"By the way, the minister also said that he is going to choose one person from you and Bingyuan as the teaching, and the matter of nearly a hundred schools in the main plain, You'an, you can think about it again!"

"I... And Bing Yuan? ”

"That's right!" Hua Xin nodded and found that Guan Ning in front of him was gone.

"Ziyu, what are you still doing there? Let's go! ”

.... Didn't you not go?

"The students are still waiting for me! If you let Bing Yuan's guy be a teacher, you have to mislead people's children! ”

I saw that Guan Ning had already prepared the package and was ready to set off at any time.

The corners of Hua Xin's mouth twitched slightly, he was a friend, and he really didn't want to lose to Bing Yuan...