Chapter 17: A Hundred Schools of Thought (2)

After the hundreds of schools of thought entered, the controversy conference officially began, because the venue was limited, it could not accommodate everyone, only Confucianism, Law, Mo, Taoism, soldiers, medicine, Buddhism, agriculture, vertical and horizontal, Yin and Yang ten major schools, each selected ten elites, took the stage to debate, the rest of the disciples of the ten major schools, as well as those small sects, can only sit down under the stage!

In this regard, some people are dissatisfied, but they are helpless, the battle between the hundred schools of thought, the same belief in the 'law of the jungle', the law of the jungle, the winner is king, no matter who holds the power, will desperately suppress other schools!

"Hundreds of schools, worry about the country and the people, debate on stage, seek good solutions, all have great contributions to the community, the court is sympathetic to hundreds of students, and there are also three gifts to give, please take a look!"

As he spoke, Xiao Yi waved his hand and walked into a group of soldiers from the sidelines, all of whom were strong men with a height of eight feet and a tiger's back, each of whom was in a group of eight people, carried in dozens of stone tablets and placed them under the contention platform!

The stele is two feet high, six feet wide, two feet thick, carved with birds and beasts ornamentation, there is a burden under the stump, the weight is about 1,000 catties, all are carved into white marble, the stone is delicate, solid as iron, can go through thousands of years of immortality, there are also engraved words on it, some are shaped like tadpoles, some are like painting symbols...... Illegible!

"Shhh Hiss! …… These words are none other than ......"

After seeing the stele, many people gasped and quickly wiped their eyes, those small tadpoles and ghost drawings are ancient texts, as for the content of the record, it seems to have something to do with the hundred schools!

"At the end of the general battle, I accidentally got a batch of bamboo slips, the text on it is wonderful, it should be the ancient books of the Spring and Autumn Period, and it is related to the hundred schools of thought, so I hired skilled craftsmen, carved into seventy-two stone tablets, placed under the contention platform, people who read in the world, can be copied, rubbed down, and slowly study the content, it will be of great benefit!"

Xiao Yi's first gift was hundreds of ancient books, all of which were obtained by the 'Digger Army', and after careful sorting, they were given to hundreds of schools of thought to make up for their missing classics, which can be described as priceless!

Of course, the excavated ancient books are far more than these, and there are some sensitive books, such as history, strategy, and the art of war, which cannot be made public, and they are all collected by Xiao Yi and prepared to be left to his children and grandchildren, which is a little selfish!

"What is engraved on this stone tablet is the twenty-four chapters of the Book of Shang Jun, the sky has eyes, and the classics of my Legalism have reappeared!"

"The Yellow Emperor's Outer Classics are also here, one of the holy scriptures of the doctor, I have been looking for hundreds of years, and today I finally saw it, and the old man died without regrets!"

"It's all out of the way, this set of fourteen articles of "Mozi" is the lost treasure of the Mo family, who dares to touch it, the old man is desperate with him!"

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After listening to Xiao Yi's explanation, the scholars of the hundred schools couldn't sit still, and rushed over, staring at the words on the stone tablet, carefully identifying them, translating them word by word, and finally confirmed that they were the classics of the hundred schools of thought, and the content was extremely rich, and there was no shortage of ancient books that were missing for hundreds of years!

After Qin Shi Huang unified the six countries, he implemented the policy of fooling the people, killing scholars, burning books, and the classics of hundreds of schools, with countless losses, and only some fragments were left that future generations could see, which was difficult to read and difficult to penetrate, let alone comprehend the subtlety!

Is this feeling, it's like discovering a book, just seeing the highlights, and suddenly the eunuch fell, which made people full of anger and smoke, and I couldn't wait to arrest the author, put him in a small black room, and then wave a small leather whip, and don't write down or give food......

For hundreds of years, hundreds of scholars have been running around, looking hard, trying to make up for the classics, often exhausting their lives, and there is no gain, I didn't expect to see the classics of this school on the stage, just like waiting for several years, and finally updated, how a 'cool' word!

Hundreds of scholars are boiling, some people beat their chests, howl and cry, some kneels on the ground, kowtow more than once, and some people hold the stone tablet, no one is allowed to approach, like a vicious dog guarding food, come and bite you!

This is not surprising, what has been waiting for hundreds of years, once the dream comes true, even if the most stable person is, he will behave out of shape, not only hundreds of students, but also the spectators in the stands, the same shouting, thank God, Da Sima just said, as long as it is a big Han people, they can come to copy, they can also see the classics!

After a long time, the hundred scholars stabilized, they asked their disciples to guard the stone tablet, not allowed to leave a step, they wiped away their tears, tidied up their clothes, returned to the stage like a dog, and after arranging neatly, they bowed with their fists and bowed, as for the object of thanks, it was naturally ...... Prime Minister Cao Cheng!

"Prime Minister, give classics, survive and die, continue learning, children of a hundred families, and always be grateful!"

The ancient books were brought by Xiao Yi, but people thanked Cao Cao, and the reason is very simple, Xiao Yi is a general, son-in-law, Cao Cao is the prime minister, father-in-law, the credit is attributed to the top, and the push is lower, this is the ancient and modern practice!

"Haha! …… As a Han minister, the old man educates the world with cultural governance, which is a matter of duty, you don't have to be polite, please all take a seat! ”

Cao Cao was not polite, and directly took the credit, this kind of spirit, the feeling of convincing hundreds of scholars, is much more pleasant than fighting on the battlefield and attacking the city, and then he looked at the baby son-in-law, took out the gifts behind, and let the pleasure come more violently!

"In the last general's spare time, I tried and tested with a few doormen, improved the paper-making technique, and the new paper was low in price and flexible in texture, and it was used to write words, far better than bamboo slips and wooden slips!"

Xiao Yi waved his hand again, and walked into a group of soldiers, holding a thick piece of paper in his arms, and distributing it to hundreds of scholars, which was the second gift - worry-free paper!

"This paper is bright in color, white as jade, far better than 'Caihou paper' a hundred times, and the cost is low, but it is a treasure of culture and education!"

"It's easy to write, the handwriting is clear, the ink doesn't seep, it's not easy to break, and it's much stronger than bamboo slips when it is used to write articles!"

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Anyone who reads, there is no one who does not like pen, ink, paper and inkstone, after getting the 'worry-free paper', someone immediately took out the pen and ink, wrote words on it, the effect was surprisingly good, and won a voice of praise!

Now all kinds of books are written on the bamboo slips, but the bamboo slips are small in area, at most more than ten words, a complete book, need hundreds, or even thousands of pieces of bamboo slips, the cost is high, it is inconvenient to carry, and the rope is often broken, for the education of children, it brings a lot of trouble!

The emergence of this kind of 'worry-free paper', equivalent to sending charcoal in the snow, after writing words, only a thin booklet, it is equivalent to hundreds of rolls of bamboo slips, the volume is reduced, easy to carry, is to hold and read for a day, the wrist will not be sore, the most important thing is that the cost is extremely cheap, can be copied in large quantities, do not need to be the same as before, three or four people use a book, think about it is really pitiful!

Next, the sons of the hundred schools of thought are grateful to Dade, and they are desperately touting, and their words are numb to the extreme, Cao Cao is not polite, he accepts all the orders, and makes a note of his own cultural achievements!

Twice to give gifts, twice ignored, Xiao Yi didn't bother to speak, waved his hand again, and asked people to take out the third gift - movable type printing!

Thousands of one-inch small wooden blocks, scattered on the bluestone case, are made of high-quality nanmu, that is, strong and tough, not easy to deform, not afraid of flooding, there are words engraved on it, and there is a bronze model, cast according to the standard size, and some pine resin, wax oil, used as a binder......

"Brush! …… Brush! Brush! ”

Xiao Yi stepped forward, picked out more than 100 pieces of wood, dipped them in melted pine resin, arranged them neatly in the copper fan, and then flattened them with wooden boards, smeared them with special ink, spread a piece of white paper, and after gently wiping them, he raised his hand and threw them to Kong Rong......

Zi said: Learn and learn from time to time, don't you also say? Have friends come from afar, are you happy? People don't know and are not ashamed, aren't they also gentlemen? ”

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The black and white words are extremely clear, it is the content of the "Analects", after Kong Rong read it, he was completely stupid, the text can be printed in addition to writing, and the handwriting is neat, faintly with everyone's demeanor!

Just as Kong Rong was reciting, Xiao Yi kept his hands and printed dozens of copies and distributed them to hundreds of scholars, so fast that people's jaws dropped!

"Black and white, very clear, with this baby, the children don't have to worry about running out of books!"

"The sky has eyes, the gods protect it, and the hundred schools of thought can be spread all over the world!"

"Spread the old man's order, strictly block the news, and dare to leak the 'movable type printer'...... Exterminate the nine clans, crush the bones and scatter ashes! ”

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The scholars are stupid, the important ministers are stupid, and the prime minister Cao Cao is also stupid, with their level of wisdom, they naturally understand that with this kind of printing, coupled with cheap white paper, you can print as many books as you want in the future!

The more books there are, the easier it is to learn, and the faster the people's wisdom will be, and an overall literate nation can crush countless illiterate nations, so that in less than a few hundred years, the Han family will be invincible in the world!

"The Han family has no time limit, the prime minister is blessed with great fortune, and the great Sima has made outstanding contributions...... Hundreds of families, thank you! ”

Sending three gifts in a row, in the thank you words of hundreds of scholars, Xiao Yat was finally mentioned, which is really not easy!

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