The situation in the study was very strange, one old and one young, using various arrangement methods to put six or seven seals around, staining the ink and scribbling on the white paper, this situation maintained a full column of incense, the old man asked Yun Ye: "Do you think it is feasible?" ”

"Naturally, I wonder why those people had to engrave the words on the wooden boards, and couldn't they think of carving the words on the lead block, or on the mud? I tend to mud, as long as it is carved, put it in the kiln to burn it, there are only more than 9,000 words on the text and the words, two craftsmen can carve these words in a month, we carve all the words to him seven or eight sets, and then the common words, each carved a hundred ten, if you want to engrave regular script, you can engrave regular script, if you want to engrave cursive script, you can engrave cursive script, whether you like Mrs. Wei, or like Wang Youjun, let's spend a little money to engrave it. ”

The old man was happy like a child, shook his hand and said: "In the future, I won't engrave the template, a set of words can be used countless times, as long as the words are rearranged, haha, what is this fighting for, as long as there are craftsmen, how many books are printed is only a matter of time, all are yang versions, and those who grab the yang version with you will be ashamed to death." ”

I was not used to the habit of sitting up and walking in the Tang Dynasty, and the old man didn't eat anything, so he urged Yun Ye to go to the academy and find Mr. Yuanzhang to engrave words on the mud, and he was the only one who could use Mr. Yuanzhang as a craftsman.

Impatient to ride the ox cart, he got directly into the most comfortable carriage of the Yun family, left the old servant behind, and the anxious old servant called loudly, asking the old lady to wait.

When the old man entered the academy, he immediately stirred up the academy, whether he was in class or not, he ran out to salute the old man.

"Those who should teach should teach, those who should write articles should write articles, Li Gang, Yuan Zhang stayed, and that Lishi also stayed, I heard that you will pinch clay people. Go and give me twenty pounds of cement first. ”

Li Shi didn't say a word, and asked the requirements clearly. went to take the live mud, Li Gang was just about to come up to meet with a bitter face, but was scolded by the old man: "How can a young man be a dead brain, all these years of food have been eaten in the dog's stomach, when it comes to printing books, he only knows how to play tricks and excuse himself, and he can't even think of a good idea." Let the old man wipe his face and ask the child, and then clean you up later. ”

Li Gang lifted his snow-white beard, and he couldn't understand why he became a young man, but it seemed that it was right to say this from Yan Zhitui's mouth, as for the reason for being scolded. He's figured it out.

raised his hand and slapped Yun Ye on the back of the head, he refused to come to accompany him yesterday, which caused this kid's stinginess. I don't know what method I used to deceive the old man and bring him to the academy to harm himself.

Yun Ye covered his neck and said to Li Gang aggrievedly: "I wanted to sue you for a new method of printing books yesterday, but you left without listening, why are you complaining about me now." ”

Li Gang looked at the old man who was talking to Mr. Yuan Zhang, and whispered, "I'm angry with the old man." Annoyed and angry, it is natural to find the gas bag, and you can see that it is suitable for Yuanzhang. Or are you suitable? ”

Now that the old man is out of the horse, he naturally doesn't need Yun Ye to talk too much. Thinking that the old man had not eaten yet, he had to cook some soft food for him.

Carved hu rice is very good. It's soft and glutinous, a plate of tofu boxes, stewed a pigeon with ginseng, mixed with a small plate of shepherd's cabbage, which was originally prepared for the old man today, Liu Jinbao quickly sent the ingredients over, including the pigeon that had been stewed.

The speed of leaving the stone is very fast, people with martial arts can do everything neatly, a large piece of good cement was moved over, and by the way, a small wood mold was made, as long as the cement was stuffed and then opened, it was a regular cuboid.

Li Gang, Yuan Zhang finally understood the old man's original intention of wanting mud, Mr. Lishi is a big expert in playing with mud, he felt that the cement was a little soft, and immediately re-lived, and several old men rushed to work in front of Yan Zhitui, as if they had really become young people.

Yun Ye brought the food over, the old man was reluctant to leave the office, so he sat on the chair and waited for Mr. Yuanzhang to engrave a few words, take it to the kiln and burn it, and see if it can be successful.

Li Gang took the dinner plate from Yun Ye's hand, brought it to the old man, and whispered: "Don't you dare to lose your body, don't dare to say anything else, that kid's food skills are indeed good, you can eat some food first, rest for a while, and leave the rest to the later students." ”

The old man glanced at Li Gang with distrust, but he was tempted by the food on the rice plate, so he reluctantly agreed to Li Gang's construction, cleaned his hands, and ate alone, Yun Ye waited on the side, and sandwiched the tofu box into a small bowl for the old man, the tofu box was wrapped in meat foam, and the skin was slightly yellow, Yun Ye fried it with oil a little, and then steamed it in a steamer to remove the fire, which is the most suitable for the elderly to eat.

Yan Zhi's push hand was already shaking very much, he was too old to use chopsticks, Yun Ye specially prepared a spoon for him, and finally put the small tofu box in his mouth, the old man closed his eyes and savored it, and only after eating did he say: "It is indeed a delicacy in the world, but unfortunately the old man only has three teeth left, otherwise he will never let go of the other delicacies you make." ”

The old man finished eating, the pigeon meat was not eaten, and he slowly drank a bowl of pigeon soup, feeling much better, and looked at the remaining vegetables and pigeons with regret, and said to Yun Ye: "I have more than enough heart but not enough strength, in the past, the old man's favorite was the shepherd's cabbage, and he also liked to eat chicken legs, since the teeth fell out, he had no chance with these foods, and he could only eat some minced meat and clear porridge, my time was running out, and the old man could feel it." “

Only then did Yun Ye know that the reason why the old man was in a hurry was not because of any eternal merit, but because he was worried that he would not have a chance to see the appearance of movable type printing, so he was unwilling to waste a quarter of an hour.

All his life I want to spread the Chinese culture to every Han people, he has also worked hard for this life, Li Gang, Yuan Zhang, Lishi, most of the Hongru in the capital have almost received his teachings, when the fire of their own life is about to be extinguished, they can see the magic of movable type printing appear, and it is realized by their own hands, which is the best comfort for Yan Zhitui, who likes books and likes to bones.

Mr. Yuanzhang's hand paused slightly, and then continued to engrave, and there was a book of Shuowen Jie Zi in front of him, and he carved it very quickly, and when the sun was in the west, he had already carved enough words to discharge the first chapter of the Analects.

Yan Zhitui checked them one by one to see if there were any mistakes, and after the inspection, he watched those words being sent to the small kiln of the academy to be fired, which took two hours.

The old man fell asleep on the chaise longue, after all, he had been active for too long and too much today. Yan Zishan, Yan Shigu came to the ancient capital, hearing Li Gang tell what happened, Yan Zishan hugged his fists and saluted Yun Ye, as Yan Zhitui's son, he knew that his father no longer cared if he could live for two more days, but he was afraid that his time was meaningless.

The fire in the kiln has stopped, now just wait for the temperature of the kiln to drop down, otherwise the temperature will drop too fast, which will make those mud words crack, a few people talked in front of the kiln in a whisper, for the misunderstanding between Yan Zishan and Yun Ye, at this time, it dissipated without a trace in a slight smile.

Speaking of words, Yun Ye naturally would not let go of Yan Zishan, a master of words, and instructed the students to go to the library of the academy and take out two pieces of tortoise shells, so that these people who were arguing about the history of Xia, Shang and Zhou could open their eyes.

Mr. Jin Zhu has the most research on Zhong Dingwen, and has been saying that the earliest writing appeared in the Shang Dynasty, because the evidence in his hand proves this, he took the yellow squirrel last year to walk all over the legendary good Yin Ruins, and did not find new evidence, so he is very suspicious of the legend of Cangjie characters, that is a relatively ignorant era, the way of counting is still the oldest knotted rope notation, my family caught a pheasant today, just tied a small pimple on the rope, my family caught a wild boar the day before yesterday, tied a big pimple on the rope, The day after tomorrow, a group of people caught a deer and tied a small pimple on a rope.

The Tang Dynasty people can't remember the past clearly after a long time, not to mention the ancients, in short, it is a confused account, the pimple is not good, the pimple of the deer is accidentally tied up, and there is no difference between the wild boar, if it is fought by the same tribe together, it is fine, if it is fought with other tribes, it will be troublesome, and the spoils will be unevenly divided, and there will be war.

The student brought the tortoise shell and handed it to Yun Ye, Yan Zishan also stopped arguing with Mr. Jin Zhu, and looked at the tortoise shell in Yun Ye's hand together, not knowing what he was doing with the medicinal herbs.

"The scientific name of this medicinal material is dragon bone, the kid thinks that this is the tortoise shell used for divination in ancient times, one day the kid accidentally found that there are some strange lines on the tortoise shell, and there is a guess whether these lines will be the words of that era?"

Jin Zhu snatched the tortoise shell, and according to the lines on it, carefully wrote several similar words on the ground. After checking four or five times to confirm that it was correct, Yan Zishan and the others stepped forward to study, and seven or eight people squatted on the ground with their heads on their heads and looked at these lines, and their minds turned upside down, trying to find clues from them to confirm their views.

Yan Zhitui, who was lying on the chair, turned up the corners of his mouth, showed a hint of a smile, opened his eyes, and said to Yun Ye, "The stove is cold?" “

Everyone woke up from a dream, and Mr. Lishi carefully took out the clay words from the stove with gloves and put them on the table, waiting for the last residual heat to dissipate.

Except for two or three clay characters cracked, the others are very good, the handwriting is clear, beautiful, all that remains is to fix these words on the shelf, find the right ink, as long as this version is successfully printed, you can make zuò on a large scale later.

In addition to the old man's muttering two sentences, saying that Yuan Zhang's words are not as vigorous and powerful as they were in middle age, and that these years have been consumed by a comfortable life, according to his old man, only an ascetic life is the correct attitude to do learning. (To be continued.) )

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