Not long after Xi Zhicai led Zhang Huang and the others to the hut where Xu Fu once lived, Xun Yu dragged the unhappy Xu Fu over.

It can be seen that it seems that after Xun Yu's enlightenment and persuasion, Xu Fu's mood is slightly better, but his eyes are slightly red, as if he has cried. In this regard, Zhang Huang and the black feather crows pretended not to see it very interestingly.

"Here...... That's a lot of books. Li Tong looked at the room dumbfounded, he didn't know more than a hundred words in total, and in front of the bookcase densely packed with books, there was a vague illusion of suffocation.

Isn't it, speaking of which, the hut where Xu Fu once lived was actually much more spacious than his home in Changshe, but the furnishings in the house were also very simple. There are many bookcases, which fill almost all the walls of the house. However, there are not many books in the bookcase, and most of them are hand-copied manuscripts.

"These are the books I copied when I was studying at the academy." Seeing Zhang Huang's puzzled expression, Xu Fu explained softly.

"Doesn't the academy give out some books?" Zhang Huang asked in confusion.

Xu Fu smiled bitterly when he heard this, and Xi Zhicai next to him shook his head and sighed, "The leader doesn't know the preciousness of books, and I think how difficult it is for my poor disciple to get a book of the sages. …… Most of the books in the college are stored in the library next to the Confucian Temple, and if students need them, they can borrow them as needed...... We borrowed several books in a row, and then spent a few days copying them all down and then studying them carefully. ”

"Hand-copied? Why not print? Wouldn't that be faster? Zhang Huang asked suspiciously.

As soon as these words came out, Xun Yu, Xi Zhicai, and Xu Fu all turned their heads and looked at Zhang Huang in dismay. This made Zhang Huang's heart froze, and after thinking about it for a while, he secretly smiled bitterly. Because he only remembered at this time that movable type printing appeared in the Song Dynasty, hundreds of years from this era.

"Printing?" Xi Zhicai looked at Zhang Huang with deep meaning and asked, "But I don't know what Brother Zhang is referring to?" ”

Where did Zhang Huang dare to say movable type printing, he had to vaguely explain the technology of engraving printing. After all, movable type printing is one of the four great inventions, and it is not difficult to guess that its early birth will have an extremely strong impact on the literary world of the Eastern Han Dynasty, in order to prevent anyone from asking him where he learned about it, so as to expose his background. Zhang Huang is willing to keep this cross-era technology in his heart for the time being.

"It turned out to be the art of engraving rubbing!" Listen to Zhang Huang's explanation. Xi Zhicai nodded suddenly in understanding.

[Engraving printing has already come out?] ]

Zhang Huang, who didn't know much about this, was a little surprised, and asked tentatively, "Brother Zhicai has heard of it?" ”

Xi Zhicai laughed when he heard this, "Brother Zhang, this is too underestimated." So much of the impact on the heavy dà. How haven't you heard of it below? …… As early as the Xiping period. Moru has studied the technology of engraving rubbing...... Alas. Zi Zhang Zhiru is still a cut behind. ”

[Moru again?] ]

Zhang Huang was stunned when he heard this, and then heard Xi Zhicai's emotion, and he was even more puzzled. Puzzled, he asked, "Moru...... Isn't it also a branch of Confucianism? Listening to Zhicai's tone, it seems that he regrets that Zizhang Zhiru failed to lead Mo Ru? ”

Before Xi Zhicai could speak, Xun Yu Zhengse in the room asked, "How did Brother Zhang know that Moru is my Confucian branch?" ”

Seeing Xun Yu's stern expression and unceremonious words, Zhang Huang was stunned and said in surprise, "Isn't it?" ”

Probably remembering that Zhang Huang was not a Confucian disciple, Xun Yu's tense face slowed down slightly, shook his head and said, "I only have eight Confucian orthodoxy, and I have explained to Brother Zhang before." As for Namoru...... It's true that it belongs to my Confucianism, but it doesn't count as my Confucianism......"

[Do you think I understand?] ]

Zhang Huang blinked his eyes and looked at Xi Zhicai, Xun Yu, and Xu Fu, with puzzled expressions on his face.

Seeing this, Xi Zhicai waved his hand towards Xun Yu and said, "Wen Ruo, let me explain." As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Zhang Huang, and said, "Mo Confucianism, it is the scholarship that moved closer to my Confucianism after the defeat of the Mo family, and was absorbed by my Confucianism after that. Therefore, it is not considered Confucian orthodoxy. There are also military Confucianism, Confucianism, and so on, these academics absorbed and merged by foreign studies, and my Confucian students are called so, Confucian miscellaneous studies. It's just that most people in the world confuse the two. ”

Zhang Huang thought about it for a long time, and finally understood what Xi Zhicai meant. Xi Zhicai's words are that Mo-Confucianism can actually be understood as a new school established by Confucianism by absorbing and merging Mohist theories and disciples, and it has little to do with Confucian orthodoxy such as Zi Zhang Zhiru, but is just doing Mohist business in the name of Confucianism.

However, it is not difficult to see from Xun Yu's reaction that the orthodox students of Confucianism have a very strong xenophobia towards the academics and students who have absorbed and merged with foreign studies such as Mo-Confucianism, Bing Confucianism, and Fa Confucianism, and refuse to recognize those as Confucianism, but only reluctantly belong to the category of Confucian miscellaneous studies.

[Literati are light......]

Zhang Huang secretly sighed in his heart by saying a sentence from the beginning of his life, and at the same time, he was shocked that Confucianism had formed such a huge scale.

[So, Sword Confucianism also belongs to Confucian miscellaneous?] ]

Zhang Huang couldn't help but think of the Heavenly Sword Restoration and the Earth Sword Losing Ear, the two great Han Sword Confucians who had completely different attitudes towards him.

"Because it is a technology proposed by Mo Confucianism, Confucianism is orthodox and disdainful of using it?" Zhang Huang asked tentatively.

Xun Yu frowned when he heard this, and was about to explain, but when he saw Xi Zhicai, he waved his hand and said with a smile, "Brother Zhang's words are too underestimating my Confucian brother's bearing. Yes, my Confucian orthodox students do have a competition with miscellaneous students, but they are not so stupid as to abandon the pearl. …… The reason why we don't use the technology of engraving rubbing is just because this technology has many drawbacks. ”

"Cons?"

"Hmm! …… First of all, it is not easy to carve the engraving, and the whole engraving is wasted if the carving is wrong. So much so that sometimes, a whole day's hard work is wasted in an instant. Secondly, the surface of the engraving plate is easy to wear after being used several times. As a result, the handwriting on the printed pages is blurred and difficult to read...... "Xi Zhicai listed the disadvantages of engraving and printing for a while, and Zhang Huang was shocked and speechless.

"In short, it's useless!" Xun Yu shook his head and said in conclusion.

Zhang Huang hesitated when he heard this, then suddenly gritted his teeth and said tentatively, "That'...... What if it's movable type printing? I think it should be more ingenious than Moru's engraving rubbing, right? ”

After all, in his opinion, since engraving printing had already appeared, it was not too abrupt for movable type printing to appear again. As for why he came up with this technology, which had a heavy impact. I think it's probably to win the favor of the students in Yingchuan Academy.

However, after explaining the movable type printing, Zhang Huang felt that something was wrong, because he found that the smile on Xi Zhicai's face was a little unpredictable.

"Little Brother Zhang really knows how to rub movable type......" Xi Zhicai squinted his eyes at Zhang Huang and said with a smile. In the next place, I felt that Brother Zhang was not an ordinary martial artist. And so it was! ”

The martial artist in his mouth. Although the explanation is roughly the same as that of the self-proclaimed warriors of Sun Jian, Zhang Huang and others, it is a little contemptuous when it comes out of the mouth of the scribe.

"How so?" Zhang Huang asked slightly stunned.

Xi Zhicai smiled but did not speak. After being silent for a moment, he suddenly shook his head and said, "No matter how Brother Zhang learned about movable type rubbing, my Confucian students also understand this kindness." However, it is a pity that Moru has already studied the rubbing technique of movable type, but it has not been secret. ”

[What?] Moru has even studied movable type printing? Wouldn't it have to wait until the Song Dynasty to come out? ]

Zhang Huang couldn't hide the shock in his heart when he heard this, and asked in amazement, "Since movable type printing has been developed, why not use it?" ”

Xi Zhicai chuckled, but asked Zhang Huang with a strange expression, "What does Brother Zhang think he should use that movable type rubbing technique to print?" ”

"Of course it's the ...... of books," Zhang Huang's voice stopped abruptly, and he realized that the Han Dynasty was not the Song Dynasty where literature was prevalent, and the Son of Heaven who wanted to come to this era still used the 'foolish people' way of education, and he would not be willing to rule the people to understand too many things.

Xi Zhicai also seemed to notice Zhang Huang's expression, nodded approvingly, and said, "Little Brother Zhang must have thought of it too, right?" If the scriptures of the sages are widely printed and distributed throughout the world, although it is conducive to education, it also has all kinds of harms. First of all, it is difficult for the imperial power to rule over the people...... It's hard to talk about the specifics in detail, but Brother Zhang will know it after careful consideration; Secondly, the status of my Confucian students has been challenged, well, more accurately, the status of the group of Confucian students who came from the family has been challenged, and the status of the local academies is also in jeopardy......"

"Ahem!" Xun Yu's expression was strange and pretended to cough.

Zhang Huang glanced at Xun Yu, and suddenly understood in his heart. Think about it, the reason why Yingchuan Academy gathers so many students to study is really all because of Xun Shuang's reputation? It is not difficult to guess from the words of Shicai Xizhicai and Xu Fu that the reason why the students gathered here was because only the academy had a rich collection of books for them to read. If movable type printing came out and a large number of books were printed, so that countless children of poor families who were living in distress could also get rubbing, would they still travel through mountains and rivers to study in the academy? If these people don't come, then what's the point of the academy's existence?

It is no exaggeration to say that if movable type printing really came out, the first to be violently impacted should be the orthodox Confucian academy like Yingchuan Academy, and with it, the power of a family like Xun that opened a academy would also suffer a great loss. Come to think of it, now there are demons in the world like Guo Jia and Xi Zhicai, but there are all kinds of marks like 'Yingchuan Academy students' and 'Xun disciples' on their heads, and once the books are cheap enough to be in everyone's hands, then won't Yingchuan Academy lose a lot of poor children like Guo Jia and Xi Zhicai? You must know that a strong family can not only prosper with its own children, but also needs disciples, disciples and other people with foreign surnames.

And the second thing that is affected is the strength of the imperial power.

Thinking of this, Zhang Huang finally understood why Moru did not release movable type printing, because once he released it, Confucianism, a behemoth that is unique in today's literary world, I am afraid that he will be the first to take Moru. And Mo Confucianism, as a miscellaneous and vassal school of Confucianism, how dare he harm the interests of Confucianism, the big tree on which they are attached?

[Confucianism is not as beautiful as imagined......]

Although the Confucian approach could be understood, Zhang Huang still sighed secretly. Slightly tired, he asked, "Even if you don't print books widely, why not print a little bit and send them to the students in the academy?" ”

Because it was no longer a matter of the interests of the entire Confucianism, or Xun Yu was afraid that Xi Zhi would break the news again, he preemptively explained, "This is what Uncle Jia meant." First, students copying books is originally my Confucian tradition, how can the tradition of the sages be invalidated? Second, when students are copying books. Far more carefully than reciting a book. Like Fengxiao, Zhicai, and Yuanzhi, they have the ability to never forget their things, as long as they copy it once, they can even recite the full text. As for the third...... Only what has gone through the toiling of one's own hands. will be better kept in the future. Isn't it? ”

Xun Yu's words made Zhang Huang surrender. Recalling the treatment of textbooks by students in later generations when they graduated, and comparing the deeds of poor children in history such as 'chiseling the wall and stealing the light', 'hanging beams and piercing stocks', Zhang Huang has to admit that Xun Yu's statement is indeed reasonable.

"Alright. It's getting late, so let's rest here. …… When it's time to eat, I'll come and call you. ”

dropped a sentence, Xun Yu pulled Xi Zhicai away, maybe Xi Zhicai's explanation that didn't care about Confucianism's face made Xun Yu feel scared.

As soon as they left, Zhang Huang noticed that Xu Fu hadn't interjected for a long time, and when he turned his head to look, he saw that he was carelessly stroking the table in the center of the room, thinking about something with a complicated expression.

"I can see that there is a lot of cleaning." Zhang Huang said with a smile.

Xu Fu was shocked when he heard this, and subconsciously turned his head, seeing Zhang Huang's face full of narrow smiles, his face was slightly red, and then he let out a long sigh.

"You actually respect Xun Ciming very much, right, Dafu?"

"Master Xun treats me like a parent...... But because of this, I really can't accept Master Xun's approach to protecting himself......"

Zhang Huang can understand what Xu Fu means very well, what son in the world has never imagined that his father is a hero who stands up to the sky? If Xun Shuang decided to enter the court as an official and be a plain white in the filth of that dynasty, I am afraid that Xu Fu would be even more proud, and it is not impossible to follow the waiters. But it's a pity that after analyzing the stakes, Xun Shuang still decided not to enter the court as an official, let the court be dim, and wait for an opportunity in the field. Perhaps this disappointment with his 'father' is the real reason why Xu Fu decided to leave Yingchuan Academy.

"Chief, if I guessed correctly, Brother Zhicai also mentioned it to you, let you persuade me to stay here, right?" Xu Fu asked in a deep voice.

Zhang Huang naturally wouldn't deceive his brother, nodded and said, "Not bad!" …… My answer is, it's up to you to decide. ”

"I won't stay!" Xu Fu shook his head, clenched his fists and said firmly, "I want to make greater fame and make more achievements...... Call that old horseman, one day even in this Yingchuan Academy, you can hear my Xu Yuanzhi's famous name! …… Even someone like me can make a score, that old puppet ......"

Xu Fu didn't continue, but Zhang Huang already understood what he meant.

[If the students who 'don't learn and don't know how to learn' can become famous all over the world, how can a teacher who reads poetry and books do nothing in the court?] Is that so? …… It turns out that Daifuku didn't leave the academy purely because of his fighting spirit. ]

Zhang Huang shook his head with a smile. He was moved by the 'weird' master-apprentice relationship between Xun Shuang and Xu Fu, but he didn't yearn for it at all, because this kind of bond was too tiring.

The old ones are, and so are the little ones, two guys who are not good at revealing their inner thoughts.

After dinner, the black crows rested in the hut where Xu Fu once lived.

In the middle of the night, when Zhang Huang got up conveniently, he still heard Xu Fu tossing and turning on the bed, this guy, this guy is destined to be difficult to sleep this night.

[Why bother?] ]

Sighing secretly, Zhang Huang went to sleep by himself, after all, the knot in Xu Fu's heart was not something he could untie.

It may have been a long time since they had slept in a warm bed, and the next day the black feather crows did not wake up until the third pole of the sun, and it was not until Xi Zhi came to wake them up.

"Get up, little Brother Zhang? Yuan straight? …… The dignitaries of Xiangyang have already arrived. ”

When Zhang Huang heard this, his sleepiness disappeared completely, and the black feather crows also woke up one after another, including Xu Fu. With those stiff eyes and slightly darkened eyes, Zhang Huang was not surprised that this guy definitely didn't sleep well yesterday.

"Brother Zhicai, I don't know who are the ones coming?" Zhang Huang asked a little anxiously.

"How do I know that?" Xi Zhicai couldn't cry or laugh, shrugged his shoulders and explained, "Except for Pang Degong and Sima Wei, who are known to the next, the rest of their students know very little about them. ”

"I wonder where those distinguished guests are now?"

"......Rest in the room in front of the Confucian Temple to entertain guests" was a little surprised by Zhang Huang's impatient look, Xi Zhicai said with a smile, "Let's go to dinner first, don't worry, the competition between the students of the two sides will start in the afternoon." ”

On the way to lead Zhang Huang and others to dinner, Xi Zhicai introduced to Zhang Huang the characters who 'led' the competition between the students of both sides, Sima Wei and Sima Decao.

Zhang Huang only learned at this time that Sima Wei was also from Yingchuan County, and he was also Guo Jia's fellow villager from Yangzhai County, Yingchuan County.

"Since it's the same team, why is there such a competition?" Zhang Huang asked Xi Zhicai suspiciously, since ancient times, literati have been inferior to each other, he doesn't believe that Sima Wei brought his students to come over this time, just to have a 'friendship' competition with Yingchuan Academy.

"God knows!" Xi Zhicai shrugged his shoulders and mentioned vaguely, "I think that the great Confucians of Yingchuan in that era, few of them are willing to live under the halo of Xun's Eight Dragons, right?" …… Brother Zhang, I didn't know the status of the 'Xun's Eight Dragons' in my Yingchuan County. ”

"Oh." Zhang Huang nodded suddenly, and at the same time secretly felt amused at Xi Zhicai's revelation of his own academy's privacy again: No wonder Xun Yu was not very happy that he continued to stay in Dafu's house yesterday.

Not long after leaving, Zhang Huang and his entourage met Xun Yu, who was in charge of welcoming guests, and after some words, Zhang Huang smoothly took a letter from Xun Yu that Jingzhou Xiangyang Academy came to visit, which clearly stated the names of the students of Xiangyang Academy who came with him this time.

In fact, this can be understood as a challenge post.

Pound Gong ...... Skip.

Sima Wei...... Skip.

Xiang Lang...... Skip.

Han Song...... Skip.

Cui Jun...... Skip.

Shi Tao...... Skip.

……

Zhuge Liang ......

Pang Tong ......

After 'skipping' the names of dozens of students from Xiangyang Academy, Zhang Huang raised his eyebrows, and finally saw the name he was looking forward to.

The future of Wolong and Phoenix......

[Note: At this time in history, Zhuge Liang was still his little master in Langya, Xuzhou, and was only three years old. And Pang Tong was born in Xiangyang when he was only four years old. The plot needs to set Zhuge Liang as eleven years old and Pang Tong as twelve years old. Several other people also need to change their ages as appropriate in the same plot. (To be continued......)