There was a strange set of utensils lying in the box, transparent and protruding, like crystal-ground lenses, but the material was a little different, it was a little rough to the touch, not like crystal-polished. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is this a tortoiseshell?"

Fang Xuanling was surprised, picked up the appliance and observed it carefully, but did not find its effect, so he looked at Meng Yu suspiciously, and said: "This appliance is thin and convex, and it can actually enlarge the object, I don't know what it is for?" ”

Meng Yu smiled and said: "I heard that Fang Xiang has an eye disease and can't see the tiny handwriting of the classics, so the kid used crystal and tortoiseshell to make a utensil called 'reading glasses' for Fang Xiang, I hope it can help you!" ”

Fang Xuanling was stunned for a moment, picked up the "reading glasses" and looked at those classics, very happy, and said: "Ziran has a heart, by the way, I'm afraid you didn't come today to give me these glasses, right?" It must be for the sake of the newspaper, right? ”

Meng Yu smiled and nodded very awkwardly.

"In that case, come with me to the backyard!"

Fang Xuanling put his glasses on, and then paced to the backyard, while Meng Yu followed behind him, without saying anything all the way.

………

The backyard of the Fang family is not big or small, there are some flowers and plants in it, and there is a purple bamboo standing there, which is very beautiful.

This purple bamboo is a rare variety, I don't know where Fang Xuanling got it, but he was even fed by him.

"Fang Xiang, this Zizhu is amazing, I don't know how you raised it!"

Meng Yu sat down on the stone bench, looked at the purple bamboo, was surprised, and looked at the flowers and plants around him, all of them were extremely difficult to raise, and they were all alive in the backyard of this house.

He paused, then began to make tea.

Fang Xuanling smiled and said: "That's not what I raised, it's Yuzhu's girl, she likes these flowers and plants, let you laugh, she is a girl's family, not embroidering at home, but she wants to be a talented girl, what kind of books do you read......"

Meng Yu was stunned for a moment, he didn't know how to answer, he smiled awkwardly, and said: "I came this time to solve the printing problem of the newspaper, and the specific implementation of the newspaper, I have written it down and explained, please see it!" ”

He took out a few pieces of straw paper from his shallow sleeve and handed them to Fang Xuanling.

"Oh?"

Fang Xuanling took a look, didn't speak for a long time, then put down the paperwork, took a sip of tea, and said: "The specific implementation problems have been mentioned, but there is no way to solve them, I'm afraid it's not appropriate!"

"Huh? By the way, what's the deal with those two giant ink spots? Did you make a mistake in writing? ”

This time made Meng Yu embarrassed, blushed, his eyes dodged, and then he reluctantly said: "Well, it was made at night, the candlelight is too weak, I can't see clearly, and the pen is wrong!" As for the solution, in fact, you and Your Majesty have already thought of it! ”

He dared to say that the two ink spots were unintentional words that he had written down when he imagined them in his heart, namely "three wives and four concubines" and "spanking", Meng Yu's cheeks were hot, and he looked at Fang Xuanling seriously, grinning.

Really? Is this a "concubine" word? And this "she" word?

"Stinky boy, that's smart!"

Fang Xuanling looked at Meng Yu suspiciously, and suddenly said, "What is the printing method you mentioned?" ”

Meng Yu smiled, this thing is actually plagiarized by him, movable type printing, but the movable type printing he wants to propose is not the clay movable type printing made by Bi Sheng in the Song Dynasty, but the wooden movable type printing made by Wang Zhen in the Yuan Dynasty.

Compared with Bi Sheng's clay movable type printing, wooden movable type printing lasted longer, was better preserved, and the printed characters were clearer.

After that, Meng Yu has been explaining to Fang Xuanling the characteristics of movable type printing, as well as the production process, and told him everything he knew.

"The prime minister can't say that I proposed it, but if it is the eldest brother who proposed it, he sought an official position in the newspaper for him!"

Meng Yu indifferently poured Fang Xuanling a cup of tea, poured it for himself, blew on the teacup, and took a sip.

"No!"

Fang Xuanling frowned slightly, a little displeased, and said: "He doesn't know the importance of bereavement, this newspaper must not be handed over to him, Ziran chooses another person!" ”

It's not that he doesn't think Fang Yiai is incompetent for this position, but he doesn't want his son to participate in court politics, and he won't have time to spend with his family in the future, and he doesn't want to be said by others to be fake public and private.

"No, I think the eldest brother is good, don't be afraid, Your Majesty will definitely agree, after all, Your Majesty wants to keep the newspaper in his own hands, since the eldest brother is a concubine, then what is Fang Xiang afraid of?"

Meng Yu naturally knew what Fang Xuanling was worried about, so he opened his mouth to persuade him, wanting to help Fang Xuanling and make it easier for him to get close to Princess Gaoyang.

After all, the official positions created by the newspaper office were free to enter and leave the palace.

In this way, Fang Yiai can get close to Princess Gaoyang, although I don't know if this different Tang Dynasty, Princess Gaoyang is the same as recorded in "History of the Tang Dynasty", giving Fang Yiai a piece of Hulunbuir Prairie, but since Fang Yiai loves her so much, Meng Yu naturally wants to help.

Fang Xuanling frowned, took a sip of tea, and said, "How does Ziran feel about bequeathing this child?" ”

As a father, he also wants to listen to Meng Yu's opinion and want to know if his son is so incompetent.

"Good!"

Meng Yu was very serious and said: "The eldest brother is handsome, but there is no place for it, I believe that he will be able to make contributions in the future, and he will never lose his face!" ”

Fang Xuanling's heart tightened next to the word "good", and then he said very calmly: "I hope so, then I will listen to Ziran and get this official position for my bereaved love!" ”

Meng Yu smiled and said, "Good! ”

………

After that, the two also chatted and chatted about family life.

"Ziran, what do you think of Yuzhu?"

Fang Xuanling suddenly put down the teacup, smiled at Meng Yu, and said unnaturally: "Yuzhu is already seventeen, and she will be past the age of leaving the pavilion in a few years, I really don't know what to do?" ”

I'll go! Is this to force the rhythm that my daughter gave me? I was given by His Majesty Li Er to marry Princess Changle......

"Don't panic in the room, the girl is both talented and beautiful, so she will naturally admire her lover!"

Meng Yu was almost choked by the tea, put down the teacup directly, stood up, and bowed his hand and said: "Fang Xiang, Ziran still has some things to say to the eldest brother, so I won't accompany you, say goodbye!" ”

He didn't want to spread another burden, after all, he had already spread one, and if he spread another one, he would die.

Seeing Meng Yu trotting away, a little embarrassed, Fang Xuanling was stunned, a little confused, and said, "Why is Ziran running so fast?" I just want him to help me ask Yuzhu, but there is someone I like......"

"This kid...... Is there a misunderstanding? ”

And at this moment, standing in the distance, Fang Yuzhu, who heard his father's question, pinched the juan cloth in his hand, a little lost.

Really...... He's starting to distance himself from me......

For some reason, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, watching Meng Yu leave in embarrassment, she had some resentment, and said in her heart: I shouldn't have glared at him like that last time......

(To be continued)