Zuo Bo? Who's that?

Ma Qiang flipped through his memories, as if in this era, the surname Zuo was the same, and he only knew one Zuo Ci.

By the way, there is another left thought in the back.

I just don't remember Uncle Zuo.

If you don't understand, Ma Qiang asked, "Is this Zuo Bo very famous?" ”

"Mr. I don't know, in the past, the Duke of Qi had left and right sons, and Uncle Zuo was the Zuo family, he was proficient in calligraphy, and he was the first-class calligrapher today.

Calligrapher?

This kind of person also makes paper? However, since he loves calligraphy, he naturally has requirements for paper, so Ma Qiang got up and said, "Let's go, take me to meet." ”

Yan Fa took Ma Qiang to the side hall, Zhang Zhi, Zuo Bo and other five people sat inside and gossiped, and Shen Ping was accompanied by him.

Because Shen Ping has always been low-key, he was not implicated in the cases of Liu Ping and Yu Shou, and he was still serving as a plain order.

"Prime Minister!"

When Shen Ping saw Ma Qiang coming in, he got up to salute, and Zhang Zhi and the others also got up to salute.

Ma Qiang returned the salute first, then looked at the five people and asked, "I don't know which of the five gentlemen is Zuo Ziyi?" ”

"In Xia Zuo Ziyi, I have seen Ma Guoxiang!"

"The Left Guild's paper-making technique?"

"Ziyi's papermaking technique comes from Shangfang's secret technique, which can be described as authentic in the world, and it is the first-class papermaking technique today, but I don't know why the minister wants this papermaking technique to use?" Mao Hong asked.

Although there were rumors before, they still hoped to hear Ma Qiang say it himself.

"Who is this gentleman?"

"Under Mao Daya!"

"Sir, this is Mao Hongmao, and he is also a master of calligraphy." Yan Fa is on the side, and his eyes are full of stars.

It's all front-line everyone!

"I don't want to hide it from you, gentlemen, I want to build schools in all townships and counties of the Plains Country, and a student in the school only receives a symbolic fee of ten cents, and includes food and shelter, so as to ensure that all the poor families in Qianshou can study.

Now everything is ready, only this paper is left, if there is no suitable paper, students can only practice on bamboo slips or sand, this bamboo slips cost a lot, and it is too heavy for children, although writing on sand is cheap, but after all, it is not a long-term solution, so I want to make paper. ”

Listening to what Ma Qiang said was the same as the rumors, Zuo Bo hugged his fists and saluted, "Since it is for the sake of students, the old man is willing to dedicate his papermaking skills to help the country!" ”

"Good!" Ma Qiang immediately shouted outside, "Someone! Prepare to go to the Paper Research Institute! ”

"What is this paper research institute?" Zhang Zhi asked curiously.

"I built a place dedicated to papermaking, and two of my disciples are presiding over papermaking there." After Ma Qiang finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Zhi, and Zhang Zhi hurriedly introduced himself, "It's the old man who is rude, under Zhang Zhi, this is my second brother Zhang Chang, and my third brother Zhang Meng." ”

"Zhang... Zhang Zhi? Could it be that Zunjia is the son of Zhang Sinong, the current grass saint Zhang Boying? Yan Fa pinched Ma Qiang, Ma Qiang felt that his breathing was a little difficult, like seeing his idol's brainless fan.

"Then this is Yasheng Zhang Wenshu?"

The two brothers seemed to be accustomed to such a picture, and they looked indifferent, just nodding slightly.

Yan Fa saw that it was really Zhang Zhi's two brothers, and he only felt that he was about to faint, these two people, among calligraphers and scholars, were both emperor superstars!

Ma Qiang looked at Yan Fa's embarrassing appearance, and thought that he would arrange a calculus for him to do later, so that he could sober up.

However, Ma Qiang has also heard of this pair of brothers, although Ma Qiang is not a liberal arts student, the allusion to the ink pool is indeed too famous.

This is the real great calligrapher.

Ma Qiang immediately said: "Since the two gentlemen have come to the plain, they must leave a pair of ink treasures!" Come on, carry me ten horses of silk cloth! ”

This grass saint and Ya Sheng's ink treasure must be worth the old nose money in the future.

Even if you don't sell it, it's a thief to hang it at home!

Zhang Zhi watched a few strong men come in carrying white silk cloths, and his legs were weak with fright, this was to squeeze their brothers dry.

"Prime Minister, I think it's more important to make paper, the Prime Minister likes calligraphy, it's not too late for us to talk later!" Zhang Zhi said solemnly, pulling Uncle Zuo and walking out, "If we do it early, the students will be able to study as soon as possible, but there will be no delay!" ”

Ma Qiang asked the sergeant to move the white silk back with some regret, but it's a pity, he will let these two humanoids print money by themselves, no, these two great calligraphers left some ink treasures for themselves.

This is not for yourself, this will be a national treasure for future generations! Kindness! I'm saving a national treasure!

- Paper Research Institute

Zuo Bo is indeed not an ordinary Confucian scholar, he first read the paper-making method presided over by Qingcheng and Zhang Ning from beginning to end, and then began to roll up his sleeves and do it.

Not only rolled up his sleeves, but also rolled up his trouser legs, lying on the river to observe the water quality, and took a sip from time to time, without worrying about whether there was pollution upstream.

But there shouldn't be any pollution in this era... If you neglect to defecate or defecate.

"Prime Minister, let me try to take you to make paper once!"

"Good! The institute will listen to Zuo Gong from now on! ”

Zuo Bo Xie later said, "Papermaking should start from the selection of materials, I see that you are going to use bamboo to make paper, when the difference between bamboo paper and grass paper."

Bamboo is brittle and hard, so the bamboo paper surface is smoother, the ink floats on the surface, and it is not easy to diffuse, while the grass and trees are more flexible, the ink absorption is strong, the surface is jerky, and the ink falls off the paper, which is very easy to diffuse.

I see that the main steps of your papermaking are basically correct, so the problem should be in the sizing. ”

As he spoke, Uncle Zuo took out a small gourd from his arms and said, "This is my glue, let's try it." ”

"Zuo Gong is the most paper-loving person in Hongdu College, he often said that if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, and if you want to write well, you must have a good pen and good paper." Mao Hong sighed and said, "You can know that for this paper-making technique, Zuo Gong worshipped a eunuch as a teacher!" ”

"This... This eunuch is too much! When Zhang Zhi heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

Ma Qiang thinks it's nothing, since you learn other people's skills, what is it to worship a teacher, and it is not for you to sell yourself to work for a few years.

"If I want to make a pen, I've made a new pen here, and I'll call it a pencil, and I'll see it gentlemen."

Ma Qiang asked people to take some pencils and paper to everyone, Zhang Zhi first used the method of taking a brush to get a pencil, Ma Qiang saw it and immediately said, "This is different from a brush, the tip of the brush is soft, the tip of this pencil is hard, and it is generally held like this." ”

Ma Qiang took a pencil and wrote a few words for everyone to see, Zhang Zhi immediately learned to write, and as soon as he wrote, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

It's a pen feeling like I've never felt before.

If the soft bristles of the brush are soft, then the pencil is rigid.

Soft to the extreme is cursive, so what about this rigidity?

Zhang Zhi stood there in a daze, entering an indescribable realm, and he secretly felt that this kind of pen could allow him to create a new kind of calligraphy!