The hometown of Confucius and Mencius in the land of Qilu has always been culturally prosperous, but the coast of Donglai has been remote, and the ancients had a sense of awe for the ocean.

Therefore, Donglai is sparsely populated, and it is far from the prosperity of the hinterland of the Central Plains.

Wei Yan has been in Donglai for more than three months, and he has traveled around more than a dozen counties in Donglai.

His heart was hot, and he could see the vast plains as far as the eye could see, with the sea in his back, and this was such a good place.

Since Chen Qunxun came, the Tuntian plan has been carried out in an orderly manner.

On this day, he was patrolling around, and suddenly a flying horse came to report: "Lord, Gong Zheng has arrived." ”

Zheng Gong is Zheng Xuan, a master of Gaomi's scriptures, and at this time he has returned to his hometown to give lectures, and his reputation is known all over the world.

Gaomi borders Donglai, and Wei Yan wants to win people's hearts, and there is no reason not to visit, but when he first came to Donglai, the local affairs were busy and delayed.

Lu Zhi and Zheng Xuan studied the same art, and the two had a deep relationship, so they ran for Wei Yan.

Wei Yan didn't expect Zheng Xuan to come in person, he was flattered, and hurriedly said: "Go back to the house quickly, don't let Gong Zheng wait for a long time." ”

"Lord, Gong Zheng has not arrived at the mansion and is rushing here."

"What ......" When Wei Yan looked up, he found that there was dust in the distance, and a group of men and horses galloped over.

When the person approached, Wei Yan saw clearly that among the guards, there was an old man with white hair sitting in a carriage.

Although this person's face is old, he is full of energy, and his clothes are plain, which means that he is out of the dust.

Lu Zhi was by the old man's side.

can be accompanied by a big man like Lu Zhi, this person must be Zheng Xuan.

Wei Yan hurriedly led everyone forward to greet him.

After worshipping Lu Zhi, Wei Yan came to Zheng Xuan and said: "Zheng Gong has worked hard all the way, and he will go to the house to rest for a while, and wait for a ......banquet to be prepared."

Zheng Xuan didn't have the slightest sour and rotten literati's stinking frame, got up with a smile, and bowed in return.

"General Zuo is busy with affairs, so he doesn't have to toss for an old man."

"Where, Zheng Gong is the great Confucian ...... the world"

Zheng Xuan looked at Wei Yan with burning eyes and interrupted him, "If General Zuo wants to say something beautiful, the old man has heard a lot, I am so old that I came here, and my bones are about to fall apart, do you think it is for a meal of water and wine?" ”

"This ......" Wei Yan's heart froze, and he was a little dazed in his mind.

Chen Qun and the others on the side were also a little confused, and hurriedly asked Lu Zhi: "Duke Lu, what does Duke Zheng mean by this?" ”

"Hehe......" Lu Zhi shook his head and said with a smile: "I only complain about my mouth, saying that Wen Chang wants to gather the directors of hundreds of schools, collect the world's strange news, and compile the four libraries, my senior brother is devoted to the study of sages, and when he heard about it, he fell into his heart, alas, ......"

On the day of this matter, Wei Yan only mentioned it to Lu Zhi and said a rough idea, but there was no specific implementation plan.

Lu Zhi just casually mentioned it when he was chatting with Zheng Xuan.

However, this time it came to Zheng Xuan's heart.

"So that's it." Lu Zhi didn't avoid what he said, and Wei Yan naturally heard it.

He didn't expect Zheng Xuan to be so concerned.

Sorting out the world's books has actually been in his plan for a long time, but it is relatively backward, and everything needs to be arranged properly and can only be carried out after he has free time.

Unexpectedly, because of Lu Zhi's words, it accelerated this matter.

"Gong Zheng, as Gong Lu said, Yan has this plan."

"The chaos in the world is unstoppable, every catastrophe in the world is not only a human catastrophe, but also a cultural catastrophe, although a certain is not talented, I am willing to do my best to keep the learning of the sage, but I am afraid that people will speak lightly, and it is impossible to gather people of insight in the world...... "Wei Yan said all from the bottom of his heart.

With the chaos of war, I don't know how many books will be lost.

"This is a great cause, for the benefit of future generations, if you really have this heart, the old man is willing to help you, but the project is huge, do you have the ability?" Zheng Xuan got straight to the point.

Although papermaking had been invented in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, the cost was still very high.

This matter is not difficult for Wei Yan, what he is short of is fame, if Zheng Xuan is willing to help him, then everything will be fine.

"Bring the paper." Wei Yan said to Chen Qun.

Chen Qun knew what Wei Yan meant, and when they came out to investigate, paper and pen were indispensable, so there were a lot of them in the carriage.

These papers are all made by Wei Yan through the new technology of later generations, and both the process and the cost have been improved.

Wei Yan didn't speak, but directly showed the paper to Zheng Xuan.

Zheng Xuan didn't understand what it meant at first, but when he saw the smooth white paper, he was stunned, it was even better than the most expensive paper in Luoyang City.

"This is ......" Zheng Xuan's hands trembled a little.

Pen and paper are like weapons for military generals to the literati, and they are too important.

"This is rice paper invented by the lord, and the cost of such a knife only costs a hundred dollars." Chen Qun explained.

"What? A knife only costs a hundred dollars? Zheng Xuan couldn't believe his ears.

He is usually reluctant to practice calligraphy with paper, just because paper is too expensive, but he didn't expect such a good paper to only cost a hundred yuan for a knife.

Wei Yan smiled slightly, and pretended to be forced: "Bring the temporary work manual we just printed and let Zheng Gong take a look." ”

Chen Qun smiled knowingly, he was also stunned when he first saw these things.

He only thought that Wei Yan was worth associating with, but he didn't expect him to be so talented.

Not only did he improve papermaking, but he also invented block printing and movable type printing.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it when others told him.

A large bundle of bound books was placed in front of Zheng Xuan.

"Workbook ......" Zheng Xuan didn't know why, glanced at Wei Yan, and turned the page by page.

Zheng Xuan nodded while looking at it, and there were some simple requirements for governing the place.

Zheng Xuan quickly finished reading one volume, then put it down and picked up another volume.

"Huh? Same ......"

Zheng Xuan put it down and picked up another volume, "It's still the same ......"

What's going on? Zheng Xuan read four or five books in a row, and suddenly felt a shock all over, and ugly words shook in front of his eyes.

At first, he didn't notice it, but after reading four or five books, he suddenly realized that the fonts on them were exactly the same.

He was pleasantly surprised that it was impossible for the same person to write two identical words, what was going on?

He looked up and saw that everyone else was smiling strangely.

"General Zuo, what's going on?"

"Zheng Gong, this is the printing technology invented by my father-in-law, which can be printed in large quantities in a short period of time, you see this bundle of books, it can be completed in less than a day with printing." Or Chen Qun explained.

"One day? How many people? ”

"Alone."

The old man felt that his brain capacity was a little insufficient, how could this be...... But this is what is really happening right in front of us.