Chapter 377: Headache

Writing a book, that is the dream of a literati through the ages, throughout the ages, it is not the case, you don't see any celebrities in later generations, you find a gunman to write a few bullshit articles, and you will publish a book and biography in a grand manner, vassal elegance, relatively, or ancient intellectuals, not thick enough, very self-aware, at most think about it in your heart, dare not put it into practice, so as not to become a laughing stock.

However, Han Rui's tongue was like a spring, and he agitated at will, and the three Zuo Cheng couldn't bear this temptation, so they hesitated for a few seconds, and immediately nodded in agreement, their hearts were full of joy, and they were full of interest, and they began to sort out and collect information willingly, not to mention the yamen, not even the home, and did not go back.

It was their family who found the general to be the prisoner and asked someone to intercede with Yan Liben, so he had what he said just now, but after hearing Han Rui's explanation, Yan Liben suddenly realized, and reluctantly pressed the feeling of heartbeat, and said hesitantly: "I'm afraid that something is wrong with this." ”

"What's wrong?" Han Rui said: "Time is in a hurry, I asked them to compile a simple one, the boat manufacturing process, the technology of building weapons, the basic methods of house building, etc., and extract the representative and not much technical craftsmanship, compile it into a map, print hundreds of thousands of copies, and distribute them to the craftsmen and apprentices in the workshop, so that they can learn and study, wouldn't it be faster than they explore it themselves." ”

Yan Liben's heart shook wildly, a red tide flashed across his face, and he said with a little excitement: "Then the signature of the book atlas ......?"

"They edit, naturally leave their names." Han Rui didn't care, and chuckled: "If any craftsman is willing to dedicate his unique skills, then it can also be marked, maybe hundreds of years later, with the circulation of the atlas, he will be worshiped as the ancestor." ”

Luban is a good example, the skills are famous all over the world, the later generations of craftsmen, regardless of whether the craftsmanship is inherited in the same vein, are regarded as the originator of the mountain, if those craftsmen and apprentices, is in the book inheritance of the craft, just like the literati scholars in the book to absorb knowledge, Confucius, Mencius and others as the sages of the truth is similar, will also be the three Zuo Cheng as the teacher of the like, if after thousands of years, other craft inheritance is broken, there is only this atlas passed down, then it is called the ancestor master, it is not impossible.

No wonder, the three guys were willingly driven by Han Rui, it turned out that they had such thoughts.

With a little bit of jealousy, Yan Liben muttered, "It's really cheap for them." ”

Han Rui said softly: "What is this, it's a pity that the time is not ripe, otherwise, I would compile an encyclopedia......"

"What?" Yan Lide didn't hear clearly.

Han Rui smiled and said: "If there is a chance, the world's garden buildings, ceramic boats, silk brocade silk, Danqing pen and ink, paper printing, ploughing and sowing, gilding and silver plating...... These crafts are all collected and compiled into a book, what does Yan Shaojian think? ”

Yan Liben's eyes were complicated, some admiration, and some sighs, for a long time, he said in a low voice: "No wonder my brother often says that your intelligence is different from ordinary people, you really dare to think about it." ”

"It's just a pipe dream." Han Rui smiled and said helplessly: "Without the support of the imperial court, it is difficult to do it after thirty or fifty years of accumulation, and it is destined to be a mirage, which is unattainable." ”

"This is a major event that will leave a name in history and will be successful in the future, no matter how long it is, it can be accepted." Yan Liben stood up suddenly, walked back and forth, and said excitedly: "Fu Jie, you write an excerpt and explain this matter, and I will help you submit it to Your Majesty." ”

"It's useless." Han Rui sighed lightly, a little unbearable to hit Yan Liben.

"Why?"

Why else, despise it, now, it is no longer the era of the Western Han Dynasty, when the farmland is planted well, you can become an official, Han Rui said with a wry smile: "Young Eunuch Yan, do you think that the ministers of the DPRK and the Central Committee will agree to mobilize the people for the sake of the 'cheap skills'?" ”

Yan Liben was stunned, and then there was a look of frustration on his face, indeed, impossible.

"If Young Eunuch Yan has a heart, he might as well start from now and accumulate slowly, I believe that in the future, someone will always complete this grand goal." Han Rui comforted: "Perhaps, that is thousands of years later, but the cornerstone is created now, the so-called predecessors planted trees, and later generations shaded, just like we are grateful to the sages now, and future generations will also be grateful for our current accumulation." ”

Yan Liben pondered for a moment, his depressed expression disappeared, and he said with an excited expression: "That's right, that's the truth, if you don't accumulate steps, you can't reach thousands of miles; If you don't accumulate small streams, you can't become rivers and seas, gather the officials and craftsmen in the prison, and everyone will work together to ......"

"Bell, bell, bell~~"

Without waiting for Yan Liben to say his plan, in the direction of the imperial city, there was a sudden sound of a flood bell, which could be described as deafening, teleporting for hundreds of miles, and the echo was endless.

Han Rui is a young man, he has lived in Chang'an City for a short time, and he is not very familiar with the ancient etiquette system, so he naturally does not know, the meaning of the bell, but Yan Liben is different, when he heard the bell, his face changed abruptly, and he trembled: "Something is wrong." ”

"Big deal, big deal." Han Rui didn't know why.

"Runes, quick ...... Imperial City ......"

Yan Liben didn't have time to explain, grabbed Han Rui, and ran directly to the door, the official who was in the prison was also anxious, and hurriedly went out of the prison gate, not even sitting on the carriage and horse, and trotted towards the imperial city.

It's just that across Suzaku Street, a straight-line distance of more than a thousand steps, and in a moment's effort, they came to the city gate, and the guards guarding the gate also understood that the matter was important, and they didn't dare to slack off, and carefully checked the identity of the officials, and then let them pass.

After entering the imperial city, he still couldn't stop, and after taking a breath, Han Rui asked quietly, "Young Eunuch Yan, what's going on?" ”

"I don't know, the bell rings nine times, that is the signal to gather the ministers, and it hasn't been ringed for many years." Yan Liben's face was also at a loss, and he said in a low voice: "Last time, it was the fourth year of Zhenguan, and the good news of the great destruction of the Turks came...... Now, could it be that the army has leveled Tuyuhun, not so quickly. ”

Han Rui also felt that it was impossible, and looked at the towering Forbidden Palace in front of him, and suddenly thought, could it be......

While guessing, while hurrying, not long after, in front of the Taiji Palace, before the Chengtian Gate, there were already two or three thousand civil and military officials gathered here, either expressionless, silent, or talking to each other, whispering, and so on.

At this moment, only listening to the squeaky sound, the gate of Chengtian opened, and a temple man came out, and when he saw his dress, everyone's hearts were shocked, and the person who reacted quickly immediately understood what was going on.

The temple man with a white cloth tied on his forehead and wearing sackcloth had red eyes and tears, and howled and shouted: "Your Majesty's dictation, the emperor will be funeral, and the civil and military officials will enter the palace to pay ......respects."

"The Emperor's ......"

There was a silence, and those gray-haired old men, old tears, sad and weeping, whether they were sincere or false, other officials followed suit and bowed their heads in silence.

Counting the time, it has been nine years until now, and now he is dying, maybe it is also a relief, Han Rui bowed his head, and sighed with emotion inexplicably, it seems that having a good son is not necessarily a blessing.

Under the guidance of the temple people, the civil and military officials slowly walked towards the forbidden palace, came to the Tai'an Palace, in front of the vertical arch hall, the main members of the Li Tang royal family, all present, except for the baby who was still in swaddling clothes, even the three-year-old child who could just learn to walk came, all dressed in linen and filial piety, kneeling down to His Royal Highness, crying and crying, sad and weeping.

However, these should be ordinary members of the royal family, Empress Changsun, Princess Yongjia, Li Chengqian and the like, concubines, princes, princesses, concubines, concubines, no one, they should be mourning in the palace, after all, even if it is a clan, there is also a distinction between intimacy and alienation, which is natural.

Next to him, the civil and military officials were very conscious, lined up to the hands of the temple people, took the white cloth strips, tied them to their wrists, and then under the guidance of the ceremonial officials, according to the size of the rank, or on the lawn or in the corridor, sat down to mourn.

Of course, people like the eldest grandson Wuji, Fang Xuanling and others, who had already been summoned by Li Shimin, went directly to the vertical arch hall to discuss the matter behind Li Yuan, and the death of ordinary people was indispensable for a grand burial, not to mention the emperor, even if the previous emperor died, that scene was not an exaggeration to describe it overwhelmingly.

After a long time, Fang Xuanling, who was full of solemnity, walked out, spread out the brocade silk in his hand, and recited in a deep voice: "The emperor's edict, after the funeral, the emperor should look at military affairs elsewhere. ”

Everyone praised the promise, worship, and then, Fang Xuanling continued to announce, the results of the ministers' deliberations, and the emperor Dawu was called, and the temple number was Gaozu, promulgating the world, the whole country was mourned, and marriage was forbidden for March......

After that, until sunset, pawns such as Han Rui, there was nothing to do with them, and they retreated one after another, as for the princes and nobles above the third grade, they had to stay and finalize the funeral of the emperor, which was a complicated and meticulous matter, and there could be no sloppiness in the slightest, and it could not be delayed, and the plan should be formulated at night and implemented tomorrow.

These are the affairs of the emperor and the ministers, and they have nothing to do with Han Rui, go home as usual, judging from the situation in the streets and alleys, the news of the emperor's funeral has also spread, the city is no longer lively, every household hangs white cloths, the smiles of pedestrians on the road converge, and even the voice of talking has become lighter, and the air in Chang'an City is also a little more depressing.

This is an ancient feudal custom, Han Rui can't talk about how disgusted, of course, for Li Yuan's death, he may not be so sad and sad, and he has not received Li Yuan's favor, and he has not even said anything, what can he feel, I am afraid that most of the officials in the DPRK and China have such a mentality.

Anyway, thousands of years later, it will be a cup of loess, Han Rui muttered softly, and rode his horse back lightly.

At the same time, the ministers in the Tai'an Palace also began to make difficulties, funeral ceremonies and the like are easy to do, there are ready-made regulations, just move them directly to apply, but the problem of the mausoleum, there is no way, you must know that the previous emperor, at the beginning of the throne to build a mausoleum, the short one is more than ten years old, and the elder needs 50 years to build.

But Li Yuan is the founding emperor, after ascending the throne, he devoted himself to the affairs of the world, and had no intention of taking care of his own mausoleum, after all, in the seventh year of Wude, it was considered peaceful in the world, and there was no time to think about this problem.

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