The busy day has finally passed, and the lively Zhennan Wangfu during the day has gradually quieted down. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info In the study of the palace, Wang next to him leaned his head on the backrest, and this moment was the moment when he felt the most relaxed. There were a few knocks on the door, and Lu Shenyan came in with a tray with some fruits and snacks on it. When he entered the room, he saw that the king's eyes were slightly closed, so he put the tray lightly on the bookcase, and was about to turn away, when he suddenly heard the king say, "Find a swan tomorrow." ”

Lu Shenyan stood still, turned around and asked with a puzzled expression, "Does the prince want to eat swan meat?" ”

Wang Bei knew that he didn't mean to say this, so he smiled and said, "you, you're a toad!" ”

Lu Shenyan didn't dare to argue, so he also smiled and said: "You suddenly asked for a swan, I thought you were going to research some new dishes, so I asked like this." ”

Wang Bi shook his head: "How can I have time to study any new dishes now, you find a swan and pluck a few feathers." To the outermost five feathers of the left wing, and ......" He glanced at a pile of straw paper, an abacus, on the bookcase.

For a modern person, Wang Pan is more and more nostalgic for a convenient and efficient life. At first, he was not in the mood to change, who knows when he will travel back; Later, he didn't have time to change, his experience was indeed a little different from the ones he had seen, he didn't need to upgrade step by step to fight monsters to strengthen himself, he always encountered inexplicable problems, and then he ran around to fight in the north and south. So he didn't have the energy to change. And now it's different, a title, a piece of land that can be controlled by himself, and he needs to manage it. Therefore, Wang Bi began to see that nothing was pleasing to the eye, and he hoped that these would change according to his ideas.

First of all, there is the pen he uses. The brush is the most traditional writing tool in China, but it is difficult to write a large number of Arabic numerals to be both beautiful and neat. Pencil? Wang Pan really didn't expect how to find graphite, let alone a fountain pen, it was a complete production process. So Wang can only think of quills.

Secondly, it's this abacus on the bookcase, to be exact, this abacus king has basically not been used much, this thing is like an ornament on his bookcase. The abacus on the table next to the king is rectangular with many squares in the middle, and small black and white balls are placed in the grooves. Black represents the number five; White represents the number one. When doing the math, locate the number first, and then fiddle with the balls back and forth in the groove according to the decimal principle.

Wang Bian pointed to this abacus and said to Lu Shenyan: "This old antique should also be replaced!" ”

"Lord Wang, this abacus is new!" Lu Shenyan touched the abacus with his hand, it was made of fine rosewood, which Lu Shenyan specially asked the carpenter to make from the leftovers of the study furniture. Wang said that this thing was an old antique, but Lu Shenyan had long liked it.

The king saw that he was reluctant, so he smiled and said, "If you like it, I will give it to you, but you find someone to make twenty calculations for me according to my requirements." ”

"Abacus?"

"That's right! With a rectangular wooden frame to arrange a string of equal number of abacus, there is a beam to divide the beads into upper and lower parts, the abacus beads run through the straight column, commonly known as "file", made into 13 gears. The file is crossed by a beam, and a bead on the beam represents the number five; There are five beads under the beam, and each bead serves as the number one. The king said as he drew the shape of an abacus.

Lu Shenyan scratched his head: "This thing is not difficult to make, but only Gongzi can use it when it is made, why do you make so much?" ”

The king smiled, it didn't matter if he could use it himself, he had to let everyone in the house use it. After arranging these, Lu Shenyan accompanied Wang Bei back to the bedroom with a lantern, and when he approached the door, Wang Bei stood again. He instructed Lu Shenyan: "Hurry up Ming'er, you go and give Rou'er the identity of a lover." ”

Before Wang Bian crossed over, this body was a teenager who was still stupid and stupid, and Rou'er was the service girl that Mrs. Wang prepared for Wang Bian. If the king hadn't crossed over, Rou'er would probably have been the wife and concubine of this demented second son. It's just that the king has woken up, and he is extremely smart and talented. Rou'er is still a girl serving the king, if she can't give Rou'er a beloved, she won't even be a concubine.

Today, Su Shi came to propose marriage, and the king happily agreed. Originally, Wang Fang also had a good impression of Su Xiaomei, not to mention that he knew Li Ding when he went south. Li Xiang proposed to his little sister Su Shi not only refused, but also ridiculed Li Ding, this will be a matter of right and wrong in the future. The initiator of the "Wutai Poetry Case" that put Su Shi in literary prison was the so-called Li Ding, who was very resentful of Su Shi. It's nothing if the proposal is rejected, it's just that Su Shi shouldn't expose people's shortcomings, so isn't Li Ding angry? Wang Bi agreed to the marriage with Su Xiaomei, and there was no problem with the right door, Wang Bi pondered, he was not in a hurry, if the brother and sister were not in a hurry, he would wait for another year and a half, and when his father returned to the capital, it would not be too late to handle his own affairs.

Lu Shenyan didn't know, Wang Bei thought so much, he said happily: "Great, I'll do it early tomorrow morning, I guess Miss Rou'er will be very happy if she knows the news...... By the way, aren't you going to marry Miss Su? How do you think about doing Miss Rou'er's business now? ”

"Handle one by one, so as not to trouble in the future, in case Miss Su is the same vinegar jar as your rouge tiger, then the identity of Miss Rou'er will be even more difficult to determine."

Lu Shenyan smiled and said, "Childe, are you still afraid of this?" ”

"Afraid? I'm so scared that I don't have it, it's just a little less trouble......" Wang Bian thought to himself, women are really troublesome, and he can't delay Rou'er's lifelong event. There may not be a few people who can be as considerate and sensible as under the moon.

Early in the morning of the second day, Lu Shenyan found a craftsman and began to build an abacus. The abacus was done, and the king asked people to come up with a few questions, and he personally went into battle, and he knew this thing since he was a child. With a flick of a few fingers, the result was calculated after a while, and everyone was dumbfounded. Seeing that everyone was happy and convinced, he first taught Li Enxi and Lu Shenyan and others the abacus formula, and asked Cai Jing to copy and distribute it to everyone, and then they taught it to the people in the house respectively. Lu Shenyan found goose feathers for Wang Bian, who used a quick knife to cut out an inclined plane of the goose feather tube, and taught everyone to write and count with Arabic numerals. No one can understand why the king is going south and why he suddenly started to do this again. But Wang Bi knew that he was doing this to lay a foundation for going south, and the people around him should be proficient in arithmetic in the future, and numbers can convey a lot of information.

These things were busy for a day or two, and Han Derong sent news to the king, and the monk Qingfu of Baoxiang Temple had a close relationship with Chen Chengli, the chief eunuch in the palace, and this result was not unexpected by the king at all. But how can it be proved that the excerpt was written by Chen Chengli, and at this time, the prince sent someone to tell the king that the throne dragon wheelchair had been prepared.

In the past few days, Song Yingzong Zhao Shu's health has been much better. When Wang Bian came to the East Palace, the crown prince was letting the guards push him, he sat in the newly made wheelchair, smiled and beckoned to Wang Bian: "Wang Taibao, this thing you made is so fun, I'll make one for you too." ”

"Come down~ That's all made by patients, why are you doing this for me?!" The king beckoned.

"Hey, didn't you say it, this thing is made according to Zhuge Liang's plain opinion, I think you have a comparison with that Zhuge Kongming." As he spoke, he saw the king holding a few goose feathers in his hand. "Look at it, I'll just say, you're even ready to make a goose feather fan!"

Wang Fang noticed that he originally brought this goose feather to let the prince Zhao Ji see the quill pen, who knew that it was linked to this wheelchair, and he thought that he was going to learn Zhuge Liang.

"Haha, then do I have to put on Hou Han's clothes and have a lupine scarf?" The king laughed self-deprecatingly.

Zhao Ji got up from the wheelchair, got out of the wheelchair and walked to the king, looked him up and down and said, "Well, it's a little tasteful." ”

"Don't be funny, let's give this throne dragon wheelchair to the saint, these goose feathers are for you, I recently used him to write, and you also practice using it!"

Zhao Ji took the goose feather handed to him by the king, pinched the tip of the pen on it and looked at it curiously. "How is this written?"

Wang smiled next to him: "Let's go, let's go see the saint, and then you have to cooperate with me to do one thing!" He said and muttered a few words in Zhao Ji's ear, and Zhao Ji nodded again and again.

Emperor Yingzong's health has been much better in the past two days, and his improvement looks good, and he can say a few words in just a few words. Zhao Ji led the king, let the guards push the wheelchair, and came to the emperor's bedroom happily. Yingzong Zhao Shu saw the wheelchair designed by Wang Bei, he thought it was interesting and sat on it and tried it, Zhao Shu pushed him around the hall twice, Yingzong was very happy. No matter how comfortable the dragon horse and phoenix chariot are, there will be a sense of bumpiness, but it is very comfortable to sit in this wheelchair, and the back of the chair and the bow are also carved with dragon-shaped patterns, which is more delicate and thoughtful. He smiled and nodded: "Reward!" "A word of reward, and the king gets gold and silver.

After thanking the reward, Zhao Ji glanced at Zhao Ji, who hurriedly stepped forward and handed over the quill with both hands and said: "Father, Wang Taibao is worried that the dragon body is tired from reviewing the chapter, so he will make a special quill for you to try." ”

"Quill?" Emperor Yingzong was very curious, so he took it and looked at it, it was just a goose feather? How is this written?

Zhao Ji glanced at Chen Chengli: "Wang Taibao came in a hurry, I haven't tried it yet, father, why don't you let Manager Chen write a few words first, let us see?" He said, with a smile on his face.

Yingzong also wanted to know how to write with a quill pen, and when he heard Zhao Ji say this, he nodded. Chen Chengli, the chief eunuch, took the quill pen, took it in his hand and looked at it repeatedly, hesitated for a moment, turned the pen, and dipped the goose feather in ink, and wanted to write on the paper but couldn't write it horizontally and vertically. The king watched from the sidelines and laughed.

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