Chapter 159 After sobering up and turning back to Cheng Miao, the court sent a letter back to Xianyang
The appearance of Cheng Miao changed this, and the official script he created was basically the same as the traditional Chinese characters of later generations, and the differences were only subtle differences! Directly since the Han Dynasty, Chinese do not need to change a font to read and read words, just like learning one more foreign language is so painful, all ancient books can be understood no matter which dynasty, this is simply more Cangjie than Cangjie!
Cheng Miao is a calligrapher of the Qin Dynasty, the character Yuan Cen, and a native of Xia Tai (now Weinanbei, Shaanxi).
According to legend, there was a disciple named Cheng Miao in the Qin Dynasty, who was imprisoned for offending Qin Shi Huang. Cheng Miao saw that it was very troublesome for the prison officers to write in seals at that time, so he made reforms, simplified the complex, turned the circle into square, and created a new font.
He compiled 3,000 characters, and Qin Shi Huang admired it, not only forgave his sins, but also named him the imperial history, and stipulated that this font should be used in official prisons. Because Cheng Miao was a disciple, and at first it was used exclusively for servants, so this book style was called Lishu.
Of course, this story has a lot of collateral elements, and the official book was not systematically sorted out and released by Cheng Miao until the Han Dynasty, and now it is still in the period of Chu and Han hegemony according to the time point of the previous life.
Lishu was a watershed in the development of ancient Chinese writing, which directly laid the foundation for the development of Xingshu, regular script, cursive script, etc.
Thinking of this, Fusu hurriedly turned back to find Cheng Miao, no matter how you mixed into the labor-management imperial army to become an official, quickly put out the official book to me, this small seal, big seal labor and management have seen enough!
Soon, Fusu found Cheng Miao at the table just now, and after some greetings and praises from the monarch and ministers, Fusu appointed him as the squire of the school, and immediately rushed back to Xianyang to preside over the project of changing the small seal to the book, no matter what, the battlefield is too dangerous, even a master like Zhao Yun can be injured, not to mention a scholar who is powerless, hurry back to the safe rear to develop cultural and educational careers for me.
After doing this thing, Fusu could no longer stop the drowsiness of the mountain rain and the wind was full of buildings, and forced him to wait until the chef finished serving the dumplings and immediately ran back to the couch in the palace to sleep, knowing that the sun was three poles.
I don't know when it started to snow at night, but the next morning Fusu woke up and the whole Di Dao was covered in white and white, and the majestic Great Wall was like a slender white line between heaven and earth, extending to the end of the distance.
"Your Majesty, Xianyang has sent a letter!" Zheng Bao, who was outside the door, heard the sound in the house, knew that His Majesty was awake, and clicked the door frame twice and said.
"Oh? Take it in. At this time, Fusu's whole person was curled up in the quilt, wrapped like a zongzi.
"Your Majesty, why don't you order a few more charcoal stoves." Zheng Bao, who walked in, found that His Majesty's bedroom was actually cold and no different from the outside, and asked with concern.
"I don't want carbon dioxide poisoning," Fu Su muttered quietly, he would rather freeze to death than accept the bad habit of lighting seven or eight stoves in the bedrooms of the rich people of the Qin Dynasty in the winter, it's time to get the kang out, he thought.
took the letter, it was Li Shanchang's handwriting.
Li Shanchang said that all the terracotta figurines and terracotta figurines in the burial pit of His Majesty the First Emperor had been completed, and asked Fusu to go back to preside over the burial ceremony. Think about it, after all, it has something to do with his cheap father, and it is also a famous wonder of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses, in his previous life, he could only watch the completely faded Terracotta Warriors and Horses from a distance as a tourist, and in this life he can finally witness his burial moment;
It just so happens that Longxi has laid a huge and solid foundation for the later operations of the Qin army in advance, the gap between the enemy and us is getting smaller and smaller, there is one of the four great commanders of China like Li Jing in charge, Xiang Yu, Lu Bu and other super fierce generals to assist don't have to worry at all, it is useless for a person who has not exceeded 100 commanders to stay here now, it is better to go back to accompany his wife and children, and use the political, economic, scientific and cultural knowledge that has been leading for more than 2,000 years in later generations to contribute to the development of people's livelihood. Efforts should be made to do a good job in logistical support for the front-line soldiers.
Fusu put down the letter and shivered out of the quilt, put on the cold iron armor with a very painful expression, and wrote the will, after he left, Li Jing was the commander-in-chief, commanding all the Qin troops in Longxi to resist the Macedonian army.
Meng Yi, Su Lie, and Huo Qubing were the deputy marshals, Feng Zai was the vanguard of the front army, Wang Li was the vanguard of the left road, Li You was the pioneer of the right road, and the rest remained unchanged, jointly guarding the defense line of the Great Wall.
He didn't bring back any generals, and only led the wounded Zhao Yun, Ying Xi, Li Ru and Cheng Miao back to the dynasty under the escort of five thousand brocade guards.
Who expected Zhao Yun to refuse to leave, saying that his injuries were not opened and he could immediately go into battle to kill the enemy, Zheng Bao persuaded him that His Majesty took him back to complete the marriage between him and the eldest princess, but Zhao Yun said that the white man was not destroyed, why did he think that he was at home, and he also made Ying Xi, who was listening attentively, half dead.
Fusu had no choice but to leave Zhao Yun. Ying Xi was sullen all the way, and he drooped his face and saw that everyone seemed to owe him millions of soft girl coins.
Only Fusu understood that Yingxi, the little girl, really liked Zhao Yun, and she didn't break it, let her do whatever she wanted, and laughed and didn't say anything on the side, because it was not a quick march, so the way back was relatively slow, but after walking around for more than ten days, he still walked into the territory of Neishi County.
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival,
Fifty miles outside Xianyang City, Bashang Bridge,
Li Shanchang and other five cabinet ministers led the eight Shangshu and a cadre of civil and military ministers of the imperial court to line up on the side of the road to greet them, His Majesty the Second Emperor, who had made outstanding achievements in war and returned triumphantly, and their faces were filled with happy and excited smiles.
"Lord Shousuke, Your Majesty, they are here!" A soldier rushed in the distance to report.
Li Shanchang hurriedly sorted out his clothes: "Colleagues, please cheer up, Your Majesty's frame has arrived!" ”
With a few horns remembered, the civil and military ministers who came to greet them knelt on the ground in two columns, with Li Shanchang as the leader on the left, followed by Ziying and Hu Hai, and then Wei Zheng, Bao Zheng, Chen Qun, Mi Zhu, Su Shi, Li Bai, Wang Yangming, Li Yan, Li Hui, Sun Qian and others;
On the right, Yang Ye is the leader, followed by Nei Shi Teng, Gao Shun and other military generals who stayed behind.
"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"
"Zhong Aiqing is flat!" Fusu dismounted and helped Li Shanchang up: "During this time, I am not working hard in the court, and you Aiqing is assisting the prince." ”
"Your Majesty's personal expedition to the front line to resist the invasion of foreign races is really hard, and the ministers are all deserved, nothing is nothing." Li Shanchang hurriedly said modestly.
After some greetings, Fusu planned to lead the ministers back to the palace, turned around and got on the horse, only to find that there was still a person standing on the side of the road, holding a child in his hand.
"Queen!"
"Your Majesty, the concubine is so polite," Meng Qian bent down and bowed her body, pulled the child next to her and said, "Qian'er, I have come to see my father." ”
(End of chapter)