The next day's three watches, Wang Heng still came to the Huang family on time, today he has a deeper understanding of the essence of the stake than the first day, after the end of the stake in an hour, his table is much better than yesterday, he has now also found that this kind of stake is actually a kind of stimulation of physical potential, so that he can better complete the training later, so after the completion of the stake, he practiced swinging the knife and drawing the bow more easily than yesterday, of course, it is only a little, after all the completion, He was still sweating profusely and dying of exhaustion. Huang Zhong used a kind of medicinal wine to massage Wang Heng after each training session was completed, and his hands contained hot energy, so that the medicinal power of the medicinal wine could penetrate deep into Wang Heng's body, help him activate blood and dispel blood stasis, so that he could recover quickly, otherwise, Wang Heng would not have been able to complete such a large amount of training every day.

What makes Huang Zhong very pleased is that such a large amount of training, and it is a boring and boring action, Wang Heng never shouts bitterness, tiredness, and when Wang Heng practices wielding a knife and drawing a bow, Huang Zhong is also standing on the pile with his eyes closed, but such a "good opportunity", Wang Heng will never steal and play tricks, and discount the quantity and quality, he always follows Huang Zhong's standards in a proper manner, to complete every swing of the knife, every time he pulls the bow, such perseverance and temperament make Huang Zhong have to secretly admire.

In fact, when he was so tired that he couldn't hold it anymore, Wang Heng didn't think about being lazy, but such thoughts were always immediately driven out of his mind, he who had experienced the college entrance examination was very clear, there was no luck in success, there was no shortcut, Huang Zhong's regulations have their own deep meaning, only by honestly swinging every knife and pulling away every bow, will they get closer and closer to their goals.

This persistence quickly paid off, on the third day, when Wang Heng was standing on the pile for nearly an hour, he finally felt the sense of qi, although it was only a little as thin as a hair, at the moment when the sense of qi appeared, Wang Heng also felt that his five senses were enhanced by a number of times compared to usual, he could hear the sound of falling leaves a few feet away, he could feel the flow of air around him, he could feel the subtle difference in the size of each grain of gravel under his feet, even if he didn't open his eyes, he seemed to see Master Huang Zhongzheng looking at him happily, Although these feelings disappeared in an instant, Wang Heng was already moved to tears, he knew that he had pushed open a door, a door to peek into the superior martial arts, maybe the road behind the gate was still very long, but with the road there was hope.

Wang Heng's excitement only lasted for a moment, and then he picked up his mood and continued to enter the realm of forgetting things and self, letting the trace of true qi as thin as a gossamer swim in his meridians, growing at a slow but steady speed.

What Wang Heng didn't know was that Huang Zhong's mood was even more excited than him, and there was a sense of qi on the third day, which was also a genius who could rank among the top three in the history of the Huang family's martial arts, in fact, anyone who could have a sense of qi within ten days, the final achievement was very high, and he became a great master at that time, and those who could appear within five days had become invincible martial arts masters in the world.

Huang Zhong thought to himself, maybe there will be a great figure under his door.

An hour passed in a flash, Huang Zhong woke up Wang Heng, and he said to Wang Heng with a straight face: "Shuping, there is a sense of qi on your body today, but you must not be complacent, don't think how great this is, there are many such geniuses in the history of the Huang family, but if you are complacent and don't continue to practice hard, the genius will also fall." Add 100 to each of your swings and 100 strokes of your bow today. ”

Wang Heng didn't have any resistance when he heard this, after waking up from the stake, he checked his physical condition, and he found that after the qi sensation, his physical condition was much better than the previous two days, and the trace of true qi had been swimming in his body, although it was weak, but it was very strong, and he kept rushing away the stasis in his meridians, and was repairing his damaged meridians and **, which allowed him to last longer, so he understood why Huang Zhong would let him increase the amount of training, because he was now more tolerant.

Wang Heng rested for a while, saluted Huang Zhong, and without saying a word, he picked up the big knife and began to train, swinging 1,100 knives without any discount, which made Huang Zhong nod secretly, the son can be taught!

Of course, the more this is the case, the more Huang Zhong's requirements for Wang Heng cannot be relaxed, because his expectations for Wang Heng are too high.

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In the blink of an eye, the most important festival of the year - Zhengdan arrived, on this day Huang Zhong allowed Wang Heng to rest for a day, but Wang Heng still got up on the third watch, did the training course in his own yard, and then bathed and changed clothes before celebrating the festival with his family.

As the history of the state assassin, Wang Rong went to the state government early in the morning to worship the heavens and the earth with his subordinates, and then met with some representatives of the people in the state, and drank pepper wine, cypress wine, peach soup and other drinks that are often drunk on the New Year's Day, in order to show the meaning of enjoying with the people.

After having fun with the people, Wang Rong returned home and enjoyed with his family.

In addition to Wang Ei's family, there are also some Wang clansmen who followed Wang Heng to Jingzhou, about a dozen people, and Wang Yao is also among them.

Wang Rong led everyone to worship their ancestors in the ancestral hall at home, and the whole family ate the New Year's Day banquet together.

This year's New Year's Day banquet is particularly rich in wine and dishes, in addition to some common dishes such as scorched, preserved, soup, and sorrel in this era, as well as stir-fried dishes and hot pots made by Wang Heng, with Wuling spring wine with different alcohol concentrations, the whole banquet is happy, and it is very festive. There are several braziers in the hall, and the charcoal in the basins burns brightly, driving away the dampness and cold of winter.

During the banquet, there were Wang Heng's mother Zheng Ning, as well as his two sisters Wang Qiang and Wang Jing, a total of three female dependents, and the other Wang clansmen were all young people about twenty years old, all of whom came to Jingzhou with him to help after Wang Heng became the assassin of Jingzhou, of course, so as to seek a future for themselves.

Wang Qiang is sixteen years old this year, Wang Jing is fifteen years old this year, they are all born with slender figures, delicate eyebrows, under the teaching of their mother Zheng Ning, they are all knowledgeable and reasonable, with a gentle temperament, usually they will never get drunk, but today is the New Year's Day, they also drank some Wuling spring wine with the lowest alcohol content, and their faces were red under the reflection of the fire in the hall.

Looking at their three beautiful children, Wang Ei and Zheng Ning are all smiling, after coming to Jingzhou, the three children are very sensible, especially Wang Heng, who used to be very smart, and now it is like a sudden enlightenment, giving Wang Ei a lot of help, making Wang Ei very smooth sailing in Jingzhou, which gave Wang Ei and his wife a great surprise.

After three rounds of drinking, Zheng Ning smiled and said to Wang Heng: "San Lang, you said that there is a way for your uncle Kang Cheng to come to Jingzhou after Zhengdan, and now it is Zhengdan, can you tell us about your method?" ”

These days, Zheng Ning has always remembered this matter, she has a very good relationship with this brother who is much older than her, she has been instructed by Zheng Xuan since elementary school, so now I heard that Zheng Xuan's family situation is so embarrassing, she is very uneasy, today is Zhengdan, she naturally can't hold back, and asks Wang Henglai, anyway, everyone here is close to people, but it doesn't matter.

Wang Heng smiled and said, "Wait a while, and the child will come when she goes." ”

After speaking, Wang Heng got up and went back to the yard where he lived, and soon brought a baggage, he opened the baggage, took a few things in it to his parents' desk and said: "Father, Mother, please see!" ”

Zheng Ning saw a stack of papers at a glance, and she picked up the stack of papers and was amazed.

Because of the quality and price of paper, not many people used it at that time, but Zheng Ning still knew paper, and she used it, but even if she bought the best paper, it was not easy to use, mainly because the ink was so bad that the words written could not be seen clearly, so she gave up using paper.

But today's stack of paper, Zheng Ning feels very different from the paper she used before, this kind of paper is much smoother, there are no obvious fiber traces at all, and the hardness is relatively good, obviously the quality is much better than the existing paper.

Zheng Ning raised his head and asked Wang Hengdao: "San Lang, this paper is also made by you?" ”

Wang Heng nodded.

Wang Rong picked up a book, of course, he had never seen such a book, the books he had read were all scrolls of bamboo slips, and this book was a printed thread-bound book. Wang Rong glanced at the cover, and his expression suddenly became solemn, it turned out that there were two big characters written on the cover - Spring and Autumn.

With a kind of eagerness, Wang Rong turned the pages of the book, and after reading a few pages, his expression turned to surprise, and he looked up and said to Wang Heng: "This is our family's collection of Zou's "Spring and Autumn"? ”

Wang Heng said: "Exactly. ”

Wang Rong asked again: "Is this copied with a brush?" Then this effort will take a lot of effort, the words in it are all upright, the fonts are all exactly the same, there is not even a typo, this book must not be copied for a month? ”

Zheng Ning listened curiously, and picked up a book, this is a Book of Changes, it is Liang Qiu's "Yi" treasured by the Wang family, the paper of this book is the same as the paper of the stack of paper she picked up at the beginning, the paper is white and smooth, not ink at all, the words on it are about two or three points in size, they are all written in upright official writing, which makes people see very clearly, and what is even more surprising is that just like Wang Rong said, each word is of average size, and there is no typo, which makes Zheng Ning can't help but be surprised.

Wang Heng said with a smile: "This book is not copied, but printed." ”

Wang Rongqi said: "Seal? ”

Wang Heng then roughly explained the principle of printing to his father, and Wang Heng sighed after listening to it: "Shuping, you made wine before, although you made a huge profit, but this time to create this printing technique, is the real merit!" With this technique, you can make a name for yourself! The culture and education of this dynasty will flourish! ”

After speaking, Wang Rong looked through a few other books, and then handed them to the others in the banquet for them to circulate.

Wang Qiang, Wang Jing, Wang Yao and a few others had already heard the conversation between Wang Heng and Wang Heng and Zheng Ning, and saw the white paper and books, and they were already itching, but they were afraid of etiquette, no one dared to make a sound, they could only look at it with their eyes, at this time, Wang Rong handed the book to them, and they hurriedly took the book and flipped through it.

After a long time, Wang Qiang and Wang Jing looked at Wang Heng, their eyes flashing with admiration.

Wang Yao exclaimed: "Shuping's creation of this printing technique, his merits are comparable to that of saints!" ”

Several others also echoed the words.

Everyone's evaluation of Wang Heng is not exaggerated at all, in this era, how precious books are, they know best.

The books of this era are copied on a bamboo slip, and then the bamboo slips are strung together with a cowhide rope, not to mention how difficult it is to copy, just say that the bulkiness of this book is annoying, even if it is a 5,000-word "Tao Te Ching", it may be necessary to copy dozens of pounds of bamboo slips, piled on the ground are a large pile.

In order to minimize the number of bamboo slips, the ancients should try to be as concise as possible, and the fewer words used, the better, which also produced a literary style that is different from the vernacular Chinese, using as few words as possible to represent as much information as possible, which is of course a good thing, but it also produces some problems, such as because the words are too provincial, and the sentence breaks are not accurate, there will be some ambiguity, leading to endless debates, wasting a lot of energy, and this is how the differences between the modern and ancient literary schools arose. And no matter how you save, there are too many bamboo slips used in a book.

In ancient times, a person was described as knowledgeable, saying that he was "rich in learning and five cars", and modern people saw it, and they might think it was an exaggeration. However, in fact, there may have only been a dozen books in ancient times, and at most dozens or hundreds, which is really not much in modern terms.

There is also an idiom that describes a lot of books - sweaty cows, so many stories can make the trailer cows sweat profusely, and can fill a house, but this sweaty cow full of books may be just a dozen books.

It is precisely because books in this era are so rare that there are very few people who can read, and only the big families have the ability to hide dozens and hundreds of books at home, which is why most of the talents in this era are from the family.

And with Wang Heng's printing technology, it is obvious that this book can soon be popularized, just imagine, a book originally needs to copy dozens of hundreds of catties of bamboo slips, but now only such a thin book is needed, how convenient is this? And no matter how high the price of this book is, it can't be higher than a lot of bamboo slips, right? Therefore, there will be more and more people who can afford to read books and go to school.

Zi said: There is no class in teaching. This is the highest ideal of the saint, so that all people can be educated, but due to the limitations of various objective conditions, especially the difficulty of popularizing books, this ideal seems unattainable, and the saint can only cry out in vain.

But now Wang Heng's invention has finally given the ideal of the saint a chance to come true, what a great achievement is this? Why not say that he is comparable to a saint?

For everyone's admiration, Wang Heng repeatedly said that he didn't dare.

Wang Rong looked carefully at the Zou Spring and Autumn Book, he found another problem, pointed to the page and asked curiously, "What is this?" ”

Wang Heng stepped forward to take a look, Wang Heng pointed to the original punctuation marks, he explained to Wang Heng the purpose of punctuation marks, and then said: "You can use these punctuation marks in future articles, and the biggest advantage is that you can break sentences, so as not to misinterpret the author's original intention by future generations!" ”

Wang Ei thought carefully about the advantages of doing this, and couldn't help but praise the case again, for some of the rotten Confucians who only know how to find chapters and excerpt sentences, Wang Ei is also very disapproving, for a sentence how to break a sentence, there are often several versions, a group of people will argue about this for decades, how many good times are wasted, and with this kind of punctuation, there will never be a debate about broken sentences in the future.

Zheng Ningxi said: "With this printing technique, Brother Kang Cheng will definitely be willing to come to Jingzhou!" ”

Wang Heng said: "I also wrote a letter to Uncle Kang Cheng, in which I said that I am willing to help him build a academy in Jingzhou, let him teach students in Jingzhou, and in addition, I can also preside over the printing of books in Jingzhou, and print the books of King Zheng and Wang. ”

Wang Rong nodded and said: "This is the wish of Brother Kangcheng in his life, and he must be willing to come to Jingzhou." ”

Wang Heng took out a few more pieces of paper and handed them to Wang Heng and said, "Father, there are still these things, Uncle Kang Cheng will be even happier when he sees it." ”

Wang Rong took a look, his eyes immediately became solemn again, it turned out that there were several arithmetic problems copied on the paper, including several multivariate higher-order equations, as well as the calculation of pi, etc., there is no answer and solution behind the question, these arithmetic problems are difficult to get a solution and calculate the answer at the current level of mathematics.

Different from later generations, at that time, anyone who studied scriptures must have a deep interest in and research in arithmetic, Zheng Xuan was the same, and Wang Rong was the same, so as soon as he saw these arithmetic problems, he couldn't help but be deeply attracted, but unfortunately he was eating now, and he didn't have any arithmetic chips at hand, so he had words in his mouth, and his fingers were bent and stretched, and he had already begun to calculate orally.

Wang Heng looked funny, but Wang Heng's appearance also made him have stronger confidence in the temptation of these arithmetic questions, he didn't believe that so many things couldn't invite Zheng Xuan to Jingzhou!

Wang Heng reminded Wang Heng in a low voice that now is not the time to do arithmetic problems, Wang Heng woke up in shock, and he asked Wang Heng: "Do you have a solution to these problems?" ”

Wang Heng nodded and said, "Yes!" ”

Wang Rong was stunned, he had studied arithmetic for a long time, and he could naturally see the difficulty of these arithmetic questions, although it was only a glimpse, he also understood that with his level, he would never be able to solve these problems, he sighed: "There are people in the world who are born to know?" ”

Wang Heng asked: "Father, with these few things, can Uncle Kang Cheng come to Jingzhou?" ”

Although Wang Heng sighed, but after all, Wang Heng was his son, he immediately collected his feelings, and said to Wang Yao with a smile: "Degao, you can set off with these things in two days, and Mr. Kang Cheng will definitely come with you!" ”