"What a problem. \,\,Chu asked, a little inexplicable. He didn't pay attention to the situation of the Indian Society, but he also occasionally asked one or two, if there was something, he should have heard some rumors.

"Childe, it's been like this for so long, and the Printing Society has also engraved its name." Chu'er said in a low voice: "Otherwise, if people want to come to the door, there will be nowhere to ask." ”

"Oops." Chu Zhen patted his forehead and sighed: "I didn't notice if you didn't mention it, I didn't even think about the signboard, I was really busy." It's a hundred secrets. Chu Zhen waved his hand again and again, and said with a chuckle: "Okay." It's all your own family, so you don't need to be so flattering, negligence is negligence, and you don't need to avoid anything. ”

His eyes were sparkling, and Chu'er smiled softly: "What does that boy think is the name of the Printing Society?" ”

Chu Zhi naturally knew that he had the name of the Printing Society. There is no need to have any deep headings included, but it can't be arbitrarily installed, it's that simple.

After thinking for a moment, he couldn't do anything for a while, rubbed his forehead, and Chu asked, "Chu'er." Do you have any suggestions? ”

"Childe, the first child is shallow, how can he come up with a good name." Ying Ying smiled, and Chu'er said, "Anyway, this matter is not in a hurry." Childe might as well think slowly. ”

Nodding slightly, he suddenly thought of something, and Chu Zhen hurriedly asked: "Chu'er, since the Printing Society has not yet been named, how have others called this Printing Society in the past two months?" ”

"Xilin Seal Society." Chu'er said, explaining: "Because it is near Xilin, most people will name the Printing Society Xilin. Even the craftsmen of the Printing Society are the same. ”

Saying that, Chu'er's pretty face was thoughtful, and she said softly: "Could it be that Gongzi really has a good name?" ”

"It's not bad, it's just a wonderful name. Xilin Printing Society: "Catchy, really good. Let's use this name in the future. Chu Zhen said with a smile, you must know that there is no road in the world, and there are many people who walk, so the road is naturally formed, and the same reason can be proven, since people have agreed with this name, they may also have a certain reputation, to a certain extent, it can be said that it is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and if you change it rashly, it may be dissatisfied.

Chu'er naturally had no objection, and immediately agreed: "Since this is the case, then Chu'er will go and ask the good craftsman to make a plaque later."

"There's no hurry." Chu Zhi smiled gently, stood up gently, and said, "When I come back from a visit, it's not too late to do this again." ”

Under the auspices of Fan Zhongyan, the project of opening the lake is progressing very smoothly, except for a small part of the embankment that has not been completed, most of the rest of the sparse work has been completed, nearly 50,000 migrant workers have been dismissed, and only 3,000 or 4,000 are still being built on the embankment.

Comparatively speaking, it is not difficult to fill in the mud and build the embankment. The difficulty is the stone bridge on the embankment, and it is necessary to take into account that once the stone bridge is completed, it will not only be affected by the impact of the lake. It is also necessary to withstand the gravity burden of many pedestrians passing by, and at the same time to maintain the smooth flow of boats and boats through the east and west.

Fortunately, Shen Kuo is worthy of being a legendary genius. With the assistance of Chu Zhi, it can be said that he racked his brains. Finally the above difficulties... Overcome, according to Chu Qian's estimates, in a few days, the construction of the causeway will also be completed, by that time. The lake opening project is officially completed.

Hangzhou Prefecture Yamen, there are still some finishing steps, naturally there is no need to go to inspect from time to time, Fan Zhongyan also gradually focused on other official affairs, just approved a few documents, heard that Chu asked to see, Li Xuan instructed the officials to invite him in.

"I've seen Taishou." Walk into the visa room. Chu Zhen bowed his hand, and when he saw Fan Zhongyan's current appearance, a touch of sadness arose.

Or because the weather is getting colder, he wears two more thick clothes, but Fan Zhongyan's face is still a little pale and bloodless, the back of the pen is blue and black, there are several deep cracked wounds, a layer of disease, and a trace of blood is faintly visible. These are all scars left over from the opening of the lake.

Others knew Fan Zhongyan's character, and they didn't dare to persuade him to rest, so they could only ask the doctor to apply medicine to him to bandage the wound, but because it was his right hand that was injured, he had to review the documents inherited from top to bottom, Fan Zhongyan just smeared some medicinal juice and insisted on refusing to use a cloth to bandage it, because he was afraid of causing inconvenience and it was difficult to use his pen to deal with official documents.

Sometimes, Chu Zhen also wondered if the method he proposed to open the lake and divert Fan Zhongyan's attention would be self-defeating and turn into a good intention, however, whenever he saw Fan Zhongyan, although he worked hard, his bright eyes exuded joy, and he felt that he had done it right.

Waving his hand to let Chu Zhen sit down, Fan Zhongyan smiled and asked, "What, is the causeway facing any difficulties?" ”

"Rest assured, everything is working well on the causeway." Chu Zhen hesitated, and said directly: "Xiaguan is here for private matters this time. ”

Well, Fan Zhongyan raised his eyebrows, if it was a few months ago, Chu Zhi dared to say this, he was afraid that he would immediately turn his face and drive people away, but after a few months of contact. Fan Zhongyan's good impression of Chu Zhen is increasing day by day, not only can it be described as appreciation, but it can be called blue-eyed.

Everyone knows that as long as a person is pleasing to the eye, even if the other party does something out of the ordinary, as long as it is not too excessive, it can be tolerated, and Fan Zhongyan at this time is the same, thinking that a... What kind of scholarly things to ask for advice from yourself, and smile at the moment! "Yang'er said that the heavens?"

Chu Zhen didn't dare to slack off, hurriedly presented his poems, and said humbly: "Taishou, some time ago, the teacher said that he wanted to test the homework of the school officials. But he didn't make a charter, the sage has a saying, I am three times a day, I am a little bit of a teacher, and I think that the teacher may want the lower officials to reflect on their own academic gains and losses, and summarize them. ”

"In this way, Xia Guan gave birth to the idea of engraving the book." Chu Zhen said with a look of shame: "Although poetry is not a great way, however, the lower officials know that they are shallow in learning. It's just that the rough classical knowledge does not dare to show ugliness, so I can only use this to show off, I hope that Mr. Bo will smile happily, after a few months, the book has been completed, but the lower officials are not confident, and they came today, only asking Taishou to give guidance. ”

The poems are just started, and they are opened at will, and the content is not read. But just like a young child, Fan Zhongyan was immediately attracted by the color of the book.

Naturally, as a prime minister and an important minister of the imperial court, it is the most basic ability to be invisible. Although he was secretly surprised in his heart, he asked quietly on the surface: "Which printing company did you engrave this book?" ”

"The Xilin Seal Society in the city." Chu Zhen smiled and explained: "It's only been open for a short time. But the strength is extraordinary, and in just two or three months, it has become one of the top big printing societies in Hangzhou

Although there is a suspicion of self-selling and boasting, there is not much vanity in the words.

Fan Zhongyan nodded lightly, noncommittal. He has no prejudices about business matters, but he will not pay too much attention to it, so he naturally does not know the details of the Indian Society, and he will not be interested in investigating. Due to the limitations of history, it is impossible for him to know the significance of the progress of color printing technology.

"The books are well printed." Flip through it for a moment. Fan Zhongyan said lightly: "It's a pity that the content is not very good." ”

It's normal, Chu Zhen was not disappointed at all. or dissatisfied, after all, he has long been accustomed to being hit by such blows as He Shi; Besides, what kind of character is Fan Zhongyan, the leader of the literary world today, and the founder of Song Studies.

Like those who are famous in later generations and famous in the Tang and Song dynasties, such as Ouyang Xiu and Wang Anshi. Even if the voice of the text is already visible, it was crushed by Fan Zhongyan, and it was not until Fan Zhongyan died that it began to be known to the world. And the ancient literature movement that made them famous, in fact, before them, Fan Zhongyan had already begun to promote and advocate it, but it was carried forward by Ouyang Xiu and others

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People are doing university questions, such as poetry, which is a side art for people to play games, how can it enter his eyes, Chu Zhen also has some preparations in his heart, and he is naturally able to face the dismal blow, and his face is unmoved, quite unhappy, not sad, and falls into Fan Zhongyan's eyes. The evaluation of him was quietly a few points higher.

"Ten thousand hopes, too much to teach." Chu Zhen said sincerely.

"From the notes in the book, you can see that you have also put a lot of effort into this collection of poems." Fan Zhongyan said: "However, it seems to be the first masterpiece, but it is not divided into primary and secondary, it seems too messy, messy, and there is no fine hair

This collection of poems, Chu Zhen in accordance with the modern habit of compiling books, in chronological order, which year, month, day, and which poem was written, is basically an assembly line, unlike the poetry collection published by others. Sticking to the theme of the book, it is very organized.

In fact, this problem, the guy in charge of proofreading in the Indian Society also found out and reported the situation to Chu'er, but Chu'er thought that Chu Zhen was deliberately ingenious, and he didn't explain it to him.

Now hearing Fan Zhongyan's reminder, Chu Zhen suddenly felt enlightened, no wonder he always felt that something was wrong, only to know that this was not an illusion caused by his too much worry, it turned out that there was really a problem. It is not to blame Chu for being negligent, after all, caring is chaotic, for the things that he cares about, it is always easy to drill the tip of the horns, as the so-called a leaf obstructs, and this is the truth when you don't see Mount Tai.

"In Taishou's opinion, how should the title of this book be decided?" Chu Zhen respectfully asked.

Fan Zhongyan didn't shirk it, he took a brush from the bamboo tube, dipped it in vermilion ink, opened the book, circled or hooked or forked on it, and after a while, he returned the poetry collection to Chu Qian, and said lightly: "There are many excellent poems you have written, but according to the old man's opinion, there is no need to choose all of them, and they can be divided into two categories: describing and expressing nostalgia." ”

"One of them is headed by Yan Qiu's words, and the second is to say that Ai Lian is first." Fan Zhongyan seemed to sigh a little and said, "It's only half-done." But it seems to be a fly in the ointment. ”

"Since you have to keep your words too much, then why not make up for the second half of Ailian's words." Chu Zhen smiled, stood up and bowed slightly, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the table next to him, and swayed it. He left a few lines of flowing text on the white paper.

"Flowers of Land, Water, Plants and Trees" must be written in a moment, and the upper que is finished, but the focus is on the second half of the que, at this time. Fan Zhongyan couldn't help but take two steps forward and watched carefully.

"It is called a chrysanthemum, and the one who is a recluse of flowers; Peony, the rich and noble of flowers; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers

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Belch! The love of chrysanthemum is rarely heard after pottery. Lotus love, who is the same Fan Gong? The love of peony should be everyone. ”

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