"Yan, everyone, when the eldest grandson is fine, will you be invited into the palace to chat?"

Zong Xiu knew that Yan Tingcheng was a spy of the royal family, but he didn't expect that the relationship between Yan Tingcheng and the eldest grandson Wujian would be so good.

Yan Tingcheng sneered: "Niangniang's status is noble, and there are few people in this palace who can talk to her." The slave family is only a few years younger than Niangniang, and he is not a person in the palace. is of a similar age, and it is normal for the mother to occasionally be bored and call the slave family into the palace for a while. ”

……

Zong Xiu rolled her eyes, what is a similar age, most likely because Yan Chengcheng is not a concubine in the palace, he will not compete with her for favor, and there is no conflict of interest.

Zong Xiu asked again: "Then why is the King of Wei passing the word?" Today's poetry meeting, the prince himself. If Niangniang misses you, shouldn't she ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to help spread the word? ”

"This ......"

Yan Chengcheng's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly returned to normal.

"Xu is when King Wei entered the palace to say hello today, Niangniang said casually. And such a trivial matter should not be passed on by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince himself. ”

"Really?"

Zong Xiu stared at Yan Chengcheng's eyes, and the corners of his mouth outlined a playful smile.

Yan Chengcheng was uncomfortable, and couldn't help asking, "What are you looking at?" ”

"Hehe, I'm looking at how you manage to tell nonsense with your eyes open."

"Uh...... What does the sect president mean by this, how can the slave family ever lie to you? ”

A cold light flashed in Yan Qingcheng's eyes, and then he asked with a smile on his face.

"It's not interesting." Zong Xiu's face changed, and he sneered: "Everyone, Yan, for the sake of the girl, I would like to give you a friendly reminder." Shape up or ship out! Everything you see now is just a mirror, beware of the bamboo basket being empty. ”

After Zong Xiu finished speaking, he strode away.

"Mirrors? Could it be that he knows something? ”

Yan Chengcheng's hands hidden in his big sleeves clenched his fists tightly, and his green tendons were exposed.

Zong Xiu walked out of the gate of Yi Feng Pavilion, got into the carriage directly, and asked Jiang Chen to rush back to Qujiang Courtyard.

When the two arrived at the Qujiang courtyard, the lantern at the door was still on, and there was still the sound of Yi Tianqing chatting with Jiang's in the courtyard.

Xu heard the sound of the wheel, and without waiting for Zong Xiu to get out of the car, Yi Chengqing had already opened the courtyard door and stood at the door pretty.

"Childe is done?"

"Hmm."

Zong Xiu got out of the car and said to Jiang Shi, who was accompanying Yi for the holiday.

"Sister-in-law, I'm in trouble today, it's not too early this day, you and Brother Jiang go back to rest first. Don't have to cook tomorrow morning? The girl and I went to the village canteen to eat. ”

When is it the second watch? Jiang has accompanied Yi to survive until now, and he has long been sleepy.

Jiang Chen looked tired when he saw his mother-in-law? After a few polite words, he took Jiang back home.

After closing the door of the hospital? Asked about the Chang'an Poetry Club with a smile, Zong Xiu casually responded a few words? Suddenly asked, "Girl, when you were in Yifeng Pavilion?" Have you ever seen King Wei? ”

"King Wei?" Yi said curiously: "What did the son ask him about?" ”

"Just ask? Today's poetry will be held by King Wei is also there, and we have a few chats. ”

"That boy should be careful. The king of Wei is not very old, but the city is very gloomy. I've seen him a few times when I was in Yi Fengge, this person is acting too hypocritically? I don't like it. ”

"Really? So what does he do every time he goes to Yi Feng Pavilion? ”

Zong Xiu asked.

Easy to hold your chin with your hand? I tilted my little head and thought about it.

"Strange to say, every time King Wei goes, he is very strange, mostly suddenly, and leaves in a hurry. I also asked a few sisters who served him, and they all said that he didn't drink when he entered the room. Second, if you don't listen to music, you write some poems to relieve your boredom. ”

"And you can see the poems he wrote?"

Jong so continued to ask.

Yi shook his head affectionately.

"Haven't you seen this before? Every time he went, Yan's mother asked Sister Cui'er to guard outside the room? When he and his sister came out, Sister Cui'er went in to clean the room. ”

"Yan, everyone is still guarded?"

"Hmm. A prince after all? Always prevent a drunk bastard from breaking in? Offended royal majesty. ”

Easy to finish? He was curious again: "What did Gongzi have with King Wei?" ”

"No, I can provoke him."

Zong Xiu dealt with it casually, but he was muttering in his heart: Go to the Qinglou to write poems? Sick! The Wei Wangfu is so big, it's not enough for you to write. Damn, there must be something unsightly with Yan Chengcheng!

Zong Xiu knows very well that in the next few years: Li Chengqian and Li Tai will fight for the throne and do whatever it takes.

And who are Li Shimin and the eldest grandson? How will they both succeed?

The battle for the dragon is cruel, and Zong Xiu doesn't want to be involved in these things before he is fledgling, and become an unlucky person who is affected by the pond fish.

Zong Xiu secretly slandered in his heart: Is Yan Tingcheng, this girl, a hole in her brain, or is she so stupid that she can't see the situation clearly? Li Shimin is so easily confused?

Not to mention that Li Shimin is now in the prime of life, even if Li Shimin is too old to move, with Li Chengqian and Li Tai's tricks, he will not be able to become the emperor in the end. Is it necessary to take sides now?

The more Zong Xiu thought about it, the more depressed he became, when he decided to do business, Yan Chengcheng took out 6,000 taels of gold and signed a three-year dividend contract.

If Yan Chengcheng really had anything to do with Li Tai, there were only two paths in front of him.

First: Pretend you don't know anything and continue to work together.

It's just that it's a bit risky to do so.

After all, it is ancient times, and it is easiest to engage in the matter of fighting for the dragon and the heir, if something happens to Li Tai, and Yan Tingcheng and Li Tai stand on the same front, then the probability of involving him is too great.

Second: Take advantage of the fact that there is nothing to do now, and directly return the six thousand taels of gold in full, and draw a clear line with Yan Chengcheng.

This is the safest way, but Zong Xiu's money is all in the 'industrial park' plan, and he will soon take over Chai Shao's shop one by one, which is a large amount of expenses, and now he really can't take out six thousand taels of gold.

"Trouble, trouble, ......"

Zong Xiu kept sighing, not to mention how depressed he was.

Yi looked at it with affection in her eyes, and when she saw that Zong Xiu didn't say anything, she didn't dare to ask, she boiled hot water and waited for Zong Xiu to wash her feet and go straight back to the room.

Zong Xiu was worried all night, and before anyone got up early the next morning, Yi pushed the door in: "Childe, there are two scholars outside who ask to see you." ”

"Scholar's appearance? Can you report the name? ”

Jong Xiu asked casually as he got dressed.

"I asked, one is called An Boyi, and the other is called Shi Congwen, saying that I met you at the Chang'an Poetry Club last night, and I came to ask to see you."

"An Boyi, learn from Wen?"

Zong Xiu vaguely remembered where he had heard these two names, but he couldn't remember them.

An Boyi and Shi Congwen had been standing outside the courtyard, and hurriedly entered the courtyard to salute after seeing Zong Xiu come out.

"In Xia Anboyi, I have seen Honglu Temple."

"I studied under the Wen and saw Honglu Temple."

Zong Xiu looked the two up and down, with a sense of déjà vu, and asked, "Except for last night's poetry meeting, have we seen it anywhere before?" ”

A trace of embarrassment flashed on Shi Congwen's face, and he responded: "Adults have a good memory, on the first day of the autumn exam, we had a relationship with adults. What we were wearing that day ......"

Before the teacher finished speaking, Zong Xiu suddenly realized.

"I said why are you so kind, it turns out that it was you who clashed with me that day."

"Bumper shirt?"

An Boyi and Shi Shiwen didn't know what they meant.

Zong Xiu snorted: "It's just the same clothes you wear." ”

Amber Yi sighed faintly: "I'm also waiting for the villain's calculations, that's why it's like this." ”

Zong Xiu jokingly said: "The villain is calculating? Is it exegesis? ”

Shi Congwen nodded, which was considered a default.

An Boyi explained: "I didn't know him well, but before the autumn, everyone lived in Shixianfang, drank and wrote a lot of poems, and they were all impressed by each other's talents and sympathy. I never thought that although he was talented, he had no character. ”

"That morning, he took out four identical clothes, and I just thought it was to please him, until I met the adults, and I found out that it was all his trick." If he wasn't spying on him, how would he know what the adults would be wearing? People who do this, my eldest brother and I disdain to be in company. ”

After listening to the explanations of the two, Zong Xiu laughed: "It's okay, it's okay, he's just a tool to be used." But why did you two come today? Don't say it's just to explain what happened that day. ”

An Boyi and Shi Congwen glanced at each other, and said in unison: "I want to ask the adults about the 'Pinyin Method' and the 'Dictionary'. ”

"Huh?"

Zong Xiu's face is strange, ask for 'text pinyin' and 'dictionary'?

What's going on?

Could it be that the two people in front of them are the kind of people who do learning and become crazy as later generations say?

The two of them bowed their hands together as a salute.

"Last night, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince called the 'Tianxia Wenzong', and I thought that if the adults did not have peerless merits, with His Majesty's sage, they would definitely not canonize the title of 'Tianxia Wenzong'."

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that the Lord created the 'Character Pinyin Method' and wanted to distribute the 'Dictionary' for free, I thought about it with my eldest brother for a night, and felt that this dictionary must be related to the 'Character Pinyin Method'. Otherwise, even if it is distributed for free, the people of the world will not be able to recognize it. ”

An Boyi also said: "Since ancient times, writing has been mastered by powerful people and scholars, and it should be a blessing for the world that adults can popularize words." I waited for a moment to learn, and I asked myself all over the world to read books, and now that something new is appearing, I naturally want to see what kind of divine thing it is. ”

"Please advise!"

"Please advise!"

The two of them shook each other to the end, speaking in unison.

"Well, yes, yes, this is the first time I've seen this attitude."

Zong Xiu nodded with satisfaction, he really had never seen such a studious person.

To be exact, someone who is so keen on new knowledge.

The two people in front of them were sincere in their words and humble in attitude, and they had found the door of the house, and Zong Xiu didn't want to refuse.

Anyway, in two days, the newspaper will publish the 'Pinyin Method', and he is not worried about any tricks between the two, so he immediately said: "Girl, go to my room and bring the rolling paper on the table." It's the one tied with red string, don't make a mistake. ”

"Yes."

Yi ran away happily.

She's curious, too.

Although Zong Xiu told her that because of the 'text pinyin method' and 'dictionary', she was crowned the 'Tianwen Zong' by Lao Li, but she still doesn't know what the 'text pinyin method' is.

Now Zong Xiu is willing to talk about it, how can he not like it.

The little girl ran up and down, and after a while came out with a rolled-up draft, untied the red rope, and laid the paper on the stone table.

These drafts were specially written by Zong Xiu in order to print the dictionary.

There is not only 'pinyin' on it, but also the interpretation of transliteration, tone, and radicals.

Although the draft is fully written, it can be understood by Shijiwen and An Boyi themselves. However, Yi was also affectionate, so Zong Xiu spoke patiently again.

In the middle, Jiang Chen and Jiang also came to see the situation because they had been waiting for Zong Xiu in the village for a long time.

Five people gathered around the stone table, like schoolchildren in later generations, pricking up their ears lest they miss a word.

When Zong Xiu finished speaking, because it was noon. Before An Boyi and Shi Wenwen could speak, Jiang Shi pointed to a few phonetic words and tried to spell them: "Wu oh me." Haha, I'm also literate. Boss, look at you in the future, dare to say that I can't read! ”

Jiang Chen smiled: "Yes, yes, yes, thanks to the 'Pinyin Method' created by the president, you can now read a few words." ”

"What do you call a few words, wait for me to memorize all the pinyin method, as long as I know the phonetic words."

"Hehe, what's the use of just knowing, do you know what it means?"

The two joked with each other, but An Boyi and Shi Congwen glanced at each other, and they both saw a deep shock in each other's eyes.

It is no wonder that a village woman who can't read big characters can learn phonics in the morning, so it is no wonder that she will be named "Tianwen Zong".

An Boyi and Shi Shiwen took a deep breath, and suddenly shook it to the end.

"Student An Boyi, thank you Fuzi!"

"The student studied under the text, thank you Master!"

These two people know the way of master and apprentice, and after learning the 'pinyin method' with Zong Xiu, they immediately called themselves masters.

Zong Xiu waved his hand and said with a smile: "What master is not a master, this pinyin method will be announced sooner or later, and I am also for the sake of your heart to learn, so I said it in advance." ”

"Master is too modest, as soon as this kind of pinyin method comes out, everyone in the world is your student."

"It's the pole, it's the pole. If there is no such pinyin, if I want everyone in the Tang Dynasty to be literate, I don't know how many years it will take. ”

An Boyi and Shi Congwen are honest gentlemen, and they are about to leave after a few compliments, after all, they have to take the second exam tomorrow.

Without waiting for the two of them to walk out of the door, they heard Jiang Chen say: "President, the first batch of bamboo from the Chai family has been delivered, but we haven't found a paper-making craftsman yet, how can this be good?" Now a large number of bamboo piles up, there is no way. ”

As soon as these words came out, Wen Hu, the teacher who had just walked to the door, turned around and said, "Papermaking? Didn't Master Mo want to make paper from bamboo? ”

"Questions?" Zong Xiu was annoyed, he was having a headache about papermaking.

Shi Congwen smiled, An Boyi also smiled, and the two turned around and walked to Zong Xiu's side.

"Haha, Master, do you know what my eldest brother is doing at home?" Shi Congwen pointed at Amber and laughed.

"Could it be papermaking?"

Zong Xiu's heart moved slightly, and he had a feeling of a long drought and a rainy day.

Really!

Shi Congwen smiled: "Yes." ”

An Boyi was even more excited, and asked tremblingly: "Master, do you really want to make paper from bamboo?" ”

"yes, or I'll buy so much bamboo. Gongzi An, is your family really a paper merchant? ”

Without waiting for An Boyi to speak, Shi Shiwen had already preemptively said: "My eldest brother's family is a century-old paper merchant in Minzhou. When we met with my eldest brother the other day, we also discussed the issue of paper. ”

The more Shi Wen said, the more excited he became: "It's a coincidence! Minzhou produces bamboo, and at that time, the eldest brother also said that bamboo may be used to make paper, but I still think it is a fallacy, and I ridiculed it for a long time. Hahahaha, I never thought that the master had the same idea as my eldest brother, it seems that bamboo can indeed be used to make paper. ”

"Shhh...... An Gongzi also thought about bamboo papermaking? ”

Zong Xiu gasped, it seems that there is really no shortage of people who dare to innovate in this world.

An Boyi rubbed his hands embarrassedly: "If you go back to your master's words, I have been living on papermaking for generations in my next family, and I have been exposed to it since I was a child, but I have also made great achievements in papermaking." Minzhou is rich in bamboo and wood, when I was a child, I thought that since the bark and mulberry can be used to make paper, why can't bamboo? ”

"Did you make it?"

Zong Xiu hurriedly asked.

An Boyi shook his head: "There are rules. Paper is the foundation of my family, and my father's strict discipline on weekdays does not allow the rules of the ancestors to be broken. So ......"

“……”

Zong Xiu sighed, and he was really the enemy of scientific and technological development.

Just as Zong Xiu sighed, An Boyi suddenly asked, "Master, if you can, can you let me try it?" ”

"Huh? Do you want to try your hand at making paper from bamboo? ”

"Exactly! To tell the truth, when I came to participate in the Autumn Festival this time, I also wanted to compare myself with my master, and I didn't care about fame and fortune. Now that the master has learned to learn, he is deeply impressed, and he has no heart to compete. Autumn or something, there is no need to continue the exam. Since the Master is short of paper-making craftsmen, he ...... below"

Without waiting for An Boyi to finish speaking, Zong Xiu preemptively said: "Okay!" How not! Hahahaha...... I worked hard to find a paper-making craftsman, and God sent the son-in-law of the paper-making family to me, and I was really sleepy and someone sent a pillow. Gongzi An, are you really not going to continue to participate in tomorrow's autumn festival? ”

Shi Congwen also said nervously: "Big brother, you can think about it." It's autumn! If you miss it, you have to wait another three years. ”

An Boyi took a deep breath: "Fame and fame are like floating clouds with me, if I have a career in office, I will miss this autumn festival, and I will have the same opportunity in three years." But if you miss this opportunity to make paper from bamboo, and you want to try it next time, I don't know what year it will be. ”

After An Boyi finished speaking, he said to Zong Xiu: "If the master does not give up, he will recommend himself as a papermaker under the master's command!" ”

"Good! Good! Good! ”

Zong Xiu excitedly shouted three 'good' words in a row, and finally shouted loudly: "If the bamboo paper can be made this time, I will personally play Your Majesty and ask for credit for you!" ”

An Boyi said humbly: "Master's words are serious, and making paper from bamboo is also a magic obstacle in his heart. If this papermaking can be successful, the magic barrier in the heart can also be lifted. Break my attachment, all yourself, no regrets in this life. ”

"Hey......"

Shi Wen saw that he couldn't persuade An Boyi, and couldn't help but sigh.

Although he and An Boyi have only known each other for a few days, they both have a feeling of hating each other.

Why did Anboyi, who studied under the civilization Bai Anboyi, say that 'making paper with bamboo is a magic obstacle in his heart', because he once heard the past that was buried in the depths of Anboyi's heart and he didn't want to mention it when he was drinking all night!

However, several years have passed since that incident, why can't Amber Yi see through it?

"Big brother, have you really thought about it?"

Shi Congwen was unwilling and asked again.

An Boyi smiled indifferently: "Second brother, don't persuade again, there will be an exam tomorrow, you haven't slept all night, go back quickly to recuperate." Haha, this time Chang'an really didn't come in vain! I didn't come in vain! ”

An Boyi was excited, and the last two sentences were directly shouted.

Zong Xiu, Yi Chengqing, Jiang Chen, and Jiang Shi looked at each other inexplicably, they didn't understand why An Boyi would rather give up Qiu Yu in order to try to 'make paper from bamboo'.

Especially Zong Xiu, he couldn't understand: Isn't it just to make paper from bamboo, is it necessary to be so excited? Listen to the roar, those who don't know think he won the championship.