"Taifu, why don't you do a good job of studying too well, and go to the Lonely Palace?" Liu Che looked helplessly at Wei Juan in the study, his head full of black lines.

"The student has come to ask His Highness for Mobao."

Wei Juan was very respectful, Liu Che was helpless about him calling himself a student, but he didn't bother to correct it. Since Wei Juan asked Liu Che for pre-Qin classics several times, he has always regarded him as a teacher, which often makes him quite embarrassed.

"Taifu wants to be the lonely king Mobao? So what's going on? ”

"Taixue has been completed, and 100 Taixue students have been screened, and it will be the entrance ceremony in a few days. His Majesty ordered his ministers to be the Taixue sacrificial wine (Taixue Principal and Minister of National Education), and scholars entering Taixue need to perform the ritual of apprenticeship. Since the students serve His Royal Highness as a teacher, they should invite His Highness Mobao, and as for the case, they should pay homage. ”

Ahem......

Liu Che, who was drinking water from the teacup, almost choked himself to death, "Taifu don't want to talk nonsense!" When these words get out, don't you want the people of the world to scold the lonely king for bullying the teacher and destroying the ancestors? ! Taifu! Taifu! Mr. Wei is the wife of the lonely king! ”

"Your Highness, don't worry, it's the students who don't think it through. However, Taixue was initiated by His Royal Highness, and it should be an inscription for Taixue. ”

Wei Juan is not giving up, and intends to save the country.

"Is there a precedent in history for the prince to inscribe the official school?" Liu Che's heart moved, Taixue, the world's first institution of higher learning, Lao Tzu proposed to build it, and he was a little unwilling not to leave a name. Even if you write about Liu Che's visit here, it is excellent.

Wei Juan knew that Liu Che was afraid of committing taboos, so he thought about it a little and said, "Well, in ancient times, the plaque in the main hall of the official school should be inscribed by the emperor, or His Royal Highness should inscribe the deputy couplet." ”

Originating from the peach symbols hanging on both sides of the door frame in the Spring and Autumn Period, the couplets were gradually transformed into couplets similar to later couplets in the Han Dynasty.

Liu Che thought about it and felt that this was a good note. Put my character under the plaque of the emperor's father's inscription, and the imperial historians said that there is no way to take themselves when they break the sky.

Liu Che nodded, took two large bamboo slips, and thought about it.

Ignore what is going on outside the window and only read the books of the sages?

If it doesn't work, won't this become a nerd? Corrupt Confucianism misleads the country!

Liu Che thought about it for a long time, put on the posture of a great grandmaster, and used his pen like a fly, all in one go.

Wei Juan hurried over to take a look, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he read: "The sound of the wind and rain, the sound of reading, the sound is in the ears; Family affairs, national affairs, world affairs, everything is concerned. Good! All right! ”

Liu Che has no sense of copyright at all, and looks light-hearted.

"It's just this word...... Wei Juan frowned, looked at the two bamboo slips seriously, and there was obviously some regret in his tone.

"It's hard to write in Hanli, and besides, I haven't practiced a brush in New China, so it's good to be able to write like this!" Liu Che thought fiercely, hurriedly grabbed the two pieces of bamboo slips, and said, "Taifu will inscribe according to this couplet." ”

Wei Wan was speechless, but he was helpless, His Royal Highness's handwriting was really unsightly, and it was too damaging to the royal prestige, so he had to go back and transcribe it himself.

Wei Juan thought about it, and was about to retire, but was stopped by Liu Che again.

"Taifu, I remember that there are as many as fifty doctors of Taixue, why are there only a hundred Taixue students?"

Liu Che was a little puzzled, this is too much of a waste of teaching resources, right? The beauty of the world's money/Yanjing didn't dare to be so extravagant.

"Your Highness, this is quite a lot. Only these 100 students, all kinds of classics are not used. If there are more, it will cost a lot of money and take too long. ”

Wei Juan was speechless, he didn't know how expensive firewood and rice were if he didn't belong to his family, and the prince just didn't know how much money it would cost to train a scholar.

Liu Che patted his head and wiped it! Forget about papermaking, there is no paper to run a school. Eh! There is also toilet paper, and now the bathroom in the sky is still using silk silk, why didn't I expect it, I was really busy.

"So Taifu should go and get busy first, the lonely king still has something to do, so he will be with him first." Liu Che made a gesture towards Wei Juan, but left first in a hurry, leaving Wei Juan with a surprised face.

What is Liu Che going to do? Go to papermaking? Wrong, he ran to the dormitory to sleep. Before going to bed, he instructed Li Fu, a personal attendant, that no one was allowed to disturb him these days, and that food should be sent to the hall.

Only when you travel back in time to ancient times will you understand how difficult it is to search for information without the help of Baidu. Liu Che ate and slept for three whole days, and only after sleeping and hungry did he find the bamboo paper manufacturing method recorded in the "Tiangong Kaiwu" from the library in his mind, which was the most suitable papermaking technique for the actual situation of the Han Dynasty now. Of course, it is much better than the paper made by Cai Lun in the Eastern Han Dynasty. To put it simply, it is to use a frame with a bamboo curtain to copy the fibers scattered and suspended in water into wet paper pages, which are pressed and dehydrated, and then dried or dried into paper.

Originally, Liu Che wanted to open his own workshop, but then dispelled this idea. This is a major event of the country, although you can make a lot of money, but you must pull the emperor's father to do it together.

"Father, if you had a choice, between two practical farm tools and one cheap stationery, what would your father choose?" Liu Che walked into the imperial study and asked cautiously to the emperor's father, who was burying his head in correcting the recital.

Emperor Jing didn't raise his head, and said without hesitation: "I want both!" ”

"What if you could only choose one? You must know that those two practical agricultural tools can save at least half of the farming time, and can have time to open up more wasteland and produce more food ......"

Emperor Jing raised his head, glanced at the chattering Liu Che lightly, and interrupted him: "Then I choose that kind of cheap stationery!" ”

"Huh? Why? Liu Che grew his mouth and said in surprise.

Emperor Jing said quietly: "Because I know that it is useless for you to keep those two farm tools, and sooner or later you will give them up." Since you came to me, it must be for the cheap stationery, tell me about it. ”

Liu Che had no choice but to say: "The stationery that Erchen said is called paper, which is made of bamboo pulp, instead of silk silk for writing, and the price is cheap." ”

"Oh? Paper? Listening to the emperor's description, it is a bit like Heyi and Fang Su. Sun Quan, did Shaofu offer some last time. ”

Emperor Jing frowned, obviously not remembering very clearly, so he asked Sun Quan, the eunuch with the palm print who was waiting not far away.

Sun Quan bowed down and replied, "Back to Your Majesty, there is indeed such a thing. His Majesty was so excited last time that he asked his subordinates to inquire in detail about the practice. ”

Seeing Liu Che's face full of doubts, he hurriedly continued: "The Weaving and Dyeing Department draws silk and weaves silk from the above-grade silkworm cocoons, and the remaining evil cocoons and sick cocoons are made of silk cotton by bleaching method. After the bleaching is completed, there will be some residues left on the mat. When the number of bleaching is too much, the residue on the mat will accumulate into a thin sheet, which can be peeled off after drying, and can be used for writing. ”

Rub, it turns out that this is how the earliest paper came from.

Liu Che then asked, "Then why don't you make them do more?" and lest you write again with a slippery sheet. ”

"Your Highness laughed, where did so many evil cocoons and sick cocoons come from? If you use a good cocoon to do it, it is not as cost-effective as silk. ”

Sun Quan shook his head and said with a smile, when talking to the prince, he didn't have much taboo, after all, in this life, Emperor Jing stayed with him the longest, he was an old man, and Liu Che usually respected him. Besides, he has no ambitions, and he can be regarded as a person who has no desire and is strong.

Liu Che slapped his brain, feeling that he had really been busy and fainted recently, and his reaction was a little sluggish. It may also be that I slept for three days and three nights in a row, and I was a little confused, but I still have to pay more attention in the future, so as not to die young.

Liu Che thought about it carefully, patted his chest and promised: "Father, rest assured, the paper made by the sons and daughters is made of bamboo pulp, which is white and soft, soaked and ink retained, tough and smooth, and the most important thing is that the cost is quite small, less than one hundred and one percent of silk." ”

"Oh? Then don't you hurry up and offer it. ”

Emperor Jing was suddenly interested, if he didn't understand the important surname, he wouldn't be worthy of being an emperor.

"Father, in the opinion of the sons, this paper-making technique is more appropriate according to the regulations of the smelting workshop."

"Oh? Why did the emperor say this? Don't you want a piece of the pie again? Such a major event for the benefit of the country and the people should not be such a child's play! ”

When Emperor Jing heard this, his face was vaguely unhappy.

Liu Che hurriedly explained: "My father misunderstood, and my son dared to ask my father, if this paper appears, who will benefit?" ”

"Naturally, it is the people of the world!" Emperor Jing is righteous and awe-inspiring.

Liu Che lowered his voice and said slowly: "Erchen doesn't think so. If this paper-making technique is passed on, it will definitely benefit the powerful and powerful! ”

Emperor Jing looked at Sun Quan and waved his hand.

Sun Quanquan comprehended, went out and sent all the attendants and palace maids outside the imperial study far away, and guarded the door by himself.

Seeing this, Liu Che continued: "Now that my Han officials are mostly hereditary and filial, such a family politics, the powerful and powerful will definitely not be lost. Since the father took advantage of the Wu Chu Rebellion to cut off the authority of the princes, what remains is a wealthy family. Its foundation is above the court, and if you want to cut the grass, you must first remove the roots. Does my father think so? ”

A cold light flashed in Emperor Jing's eyes: "Yes! However, if there are no people among the people, even if the court is washed in blood, it is useless, and the successor must also come from a family. ”

"There are no people who spend a lot of money on reading, but with this paper-making technique, you can open up the wisdom of the people."

Emperor Jing was shocked when he heard this, his face was full of anger, and he angrily reprimanded: "Open the wisdom of the people? The emperor wants to kill me? ”

You must know that the rulers of the early Han Dynasty revered Huang Lao's learning, paid attention to the rule of inaction, and believed that with wisdom, there was **, greed, and strife. Liu Che's words really frightened Emperor Jing.

Of course, Liu Che knew that talking about opening people's wisdom now was to find death, but he smiled and comforted: "Father, don't worry, this is the reason why the sons don't want the paper-making technique to be made public." Wouldn't it be bad if the father thought about it carefully, if the papermaking technique was made public, and the powerful and powerful would run more private schools, and the prestige would become heavier? But if papermaking is only in the hands of the emperor and used to run a school, isn't there as many scholars as you want? ”

"Oh? The emperor seems to have some truth. It's just that if you run an official school and don't take a person from a family, I'm afraid that the government and the opposition will be restless. Although Emperor Jing was a little moved, he still felt that it was inappropriate in the end.

"Hehe, Erchen didn't say that he wanted to run an official school, but Erchen wanted to run an orphanage!" Liu Che said with a smile.

"Oh? What is an orphanage? ”

"I have hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the Han Dynasty, tens of thousands of people die in battle every year, for many years, only in this Guanzhong place, there are no less than 100,000 orphans in the army, and my father can set up an orphanage outside Chang'an City in the name of compassionate care, take the young ones, and gather them to raise them. Choose the wise to give the scriptures, the strong to give the five soldiers, the skillful to give the craftsman, every time to send someone to teach his loyalty to the monarch and patriotism, when it is said to be a long, when it grows up, the father can be like cooking a small fresh, the Han court ......"

Emperor Jing suddenly said busily: "The emperor's plan is very good. It's just tens of thousands of orphans, not to mention the matter of studying, just every ration costs a lot. ”

Liu Che said confidently: "This is another reason why Erchen is reluctant to disclose the art of papermaking, the cost of this orphanage must be taken from the hands of the wealthy and powerful." ”

Emperor Jing was thoughtful, and then put down his father's shelf and discussed it with Liu Che carefully. Speaking of happiness, the two fathers and sons both let out a sinister laughter, which frightened Sun Quan, who was guarding the door, to weaken his legs. Although I don't know who they are calculating, the kind old grandson has already mourned in advance for the person who is calculated.

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