The paper used in the Tang Dynasty is called rice paper, and it is not easy to become brittle after thousands of years, so it is often called longevity paper.

Ordinary people can't afford to use rice paper, and the proportion of people who read in the Tang Dynasty was very low, it is said that less than 5 percent, so this also made the use of rice paper a very luxurious thing.

As a noble family, the Cheng family must have rice paper at home, but there are not many of them, after all, the men in the family are all reckless men, and they all love martial arts and hate literature.

Cheng Huailiang spread the rice paper on the table, looked at the rice paper and was flustered for a while, when he was a child, he practiced calligraphy for fun, and now he actually uses calligraphy to do everything, how to live this day.

opened the Analects, Cheng Huailiang was even more stunned, this is the Analects looked at vertically, which makes people very unaccustomed to it, looking at those traditional Chinese characters collapsed directly, what the hell is this, part of it is that he knows me, I don't know him. Worried, strands of hair are pulled down.

There's no way to copy it even if you don't know it, otherwise my mother won't protect me anymore.

Cheng Huailiang picked up the brush and copied it, but in less than half an hour, he dragged the rice paper into a lump, only to see that the paper was full of black spots, even if the words that could be seen clearly were not flattering, even if the words written by a 5-year-old child were better than his writing. The whole sheet of paper feels like it was caught by a chicken.

His butt hurt again, and the words were written like this again, and he was in no mood to write in an instant, Cheng Huailiang walked to the courtyard outside the house to relax.

It's still afternoon, and it's not time to have dinner, so I think of drinking a bowl of porridge in the morning today, and I didn't eat at noon, which is really a miserable first day of Datang life.

Anyway, it's okay, Cheng Huailiang slowly walked around the house with one hand on his waist, and he didn't have a good look at this home in Datang.

The Cheng family is a military general, and the whole Cheng Mansion gives people the feeling of simplicity, simplicity, no beautiful decoration, no artistic conception of small bridges and flowing water. But this gives Cheng Huailiang a very good feeling, he doesn't like that kind of luxurious feeling, besides, no matter how luxurious it is, can it compare to the five-star hotels of later generations? So, just be warm and welcoming.

It took an afternoon to visit his house, and the people in the house were all familiar faces, and they couldn't remember the name and said that they weren't well, and they forgot it for the time being.

After dinner in the hall, I returned to my room, there was no nightlife in the Tang Dynasty, Chang'an was subject to a curfew, and no one was allowed to wander outside except for the patrolling soldiers. Cheng Huailiang walked on the bed, looking at the top of the bed, savoring his first night in Datang.

"Gurr," Cheng Huailiang's stomach rang, reminding Cheng Huailiang that it was time to get up and go to the toilet.

When I asked where the shadow toilet was, I rushed over.

I looked around the toilet for a week, but I didn't find any paper, how can I do it without paper?

"Shadow, Shadow, bring me some paper," Cheng Huailiang shouted loudly into his room.

"Young master, here, what do you want paper for? It's so dark outside. Shadow asked.

"Nonsense, of course you have to use it to go to the toilet, otherwise I'll rub it with my hands," Cheng Huailiang pouted and said.

"Young master, the master knows that if you use rice paper or something, it will kill you!"

"Why? Otherwise, what do I use? ”

"Young master, use this," I saw Ying'er take out a bamboo chip next to the toilet and hand it to Cheng Huailiang.

"Use this?" Cheng Huailiang felt messy, there was no need to use bamboo chips to have paper, am I crazy or someone else is crazy. Besides, what should I do if I get hurt? That's really a chrysanthemum.

"Does everyone else use this or any kind of bamboo?" Cheng Huailiang wondered.

"Bamboo is generally used, and silk is used in aristocratic families or palaces, and paper is not used." Shadow replied.

"Oh, buy pimples, what kind of world is this?"

According to Li Er's character, maybe it's really a bamboo stick.

The fourth year of Zhenguan is a year of turmoil, and the locust plague in the third year of Zhenguan has not relieved the entire Tang Dynasty until now, and the military struggle this year has also stretched the treasury. However, the good news is that in the fourth year of Zhenguan, Li Jing led his troops to break the Turks, Zhang Baoxiang captured the Turks alive, and the Turks were exterminated, and since then they have withdrawn from the historical stage on the Chinese soil.

Zhenguan four years Wan Dynasty visited, even Japan also sent Tang envoys to the Dynasty, Taizong Li Shiming was called "Tian Khan" by the Wan clan!

After several years of development, Li Shiming has completely gained a firm foothold, although the country has been in turmoil in recent years, but it is constantly rising, and finally the Turks have become the first dead soul under the knife, Datang began to show his sharp minions, born in such a stormy years is everyone's dream, because he can witness the strong rise of the entire Datang.