Chapter 197: There Are Girls Waiting to Grow Up in the Distance 2
Although the women are not calligraphy masters, but also have quite high attainments, so that many self-esteemed scholars are not as good as themselves, they all know that the innovation of each font is the perseverance of the calligraphy master, after thousands of tempering and understanding, only to form their own unique style, it can be said that the master's energy and painstaking efforts, so it is admired by the world, and it will be famous for centuries.
The word is like its person, you can see a person's character, so the officialdom school also has a word is a stepping stone, well, Xiao Nizi means......
All the girls suddenly came to their senses, and they all pursed their lips and smiled, such a cunning little girl.
Xiao Yuanyuan saw the expressions of the sisters, and couldn't help but feel a little proud, she didn't answer the conversation, diverted the topic, and talked about another thing, the invention of charcoal and goose feather hard pen, there are countless people in the Ming Dynasty, and thousands of craftsmen, but why has no one thought of it for thousands of years?
When the women bowed their heads and pondered, she continued to talk about it, is "New Learning Speed Algorithm" a major invention for the benefit of the common people? If this invention is not enough, then does the "Daming Dictionary" count?
Zhu Jian's "Daming Dictionary" is currently only proposed in the court, the Donglin Party and the Jiangnan faction of the two major civil and official groups are fighting for the quota to participate in the editing, and there may not be a result in the short term, but this does not affect the spread of this matter, and now the most hotly discussed and most concerned is the "Daming Dictionary", it is no exaggeration to say that the entire Ming Empire is boiling.
Xiao Yuanyuan broke his little finger of flesh, charcoal, goose feather hard pen, hard pen slim book, "New Learning Speed Algorithm", "Daming Dictionary", which one is not an invention and innovation for the benefit of the common people and a hundred generations? Can a mediocre and incompetent big faint king make these things?
Well, let's talk about political affairs, since he ascended the throne, the emperor has punished the party, except for corrupt officials and corrupt officials, opened warehouses for disaster relief, relieved the poor people, reduced taxes and levies, enabled virtuous and capable ministers, resisted the Jin army outside the border, and internal thieves made chaos, implemented new policies, built roads and bridges, water conservancy and other facilities for the benefit of the people, distributed grain and seeds for free, and vigorously reclaimed wasteland.
Even if we haven't been able to solve the people's hunger, cold, food and clothing, it can be seen that the Son of Heaven has worked very hard, and I believe that in a few years, the situation in Daming will improve, sisters, what do you say?
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Sister Lan was the first to laugh, and Ru Liangyu pointed at the old-fashioned little Yuanyuan and giggled: "Ouch, my little girl, it's amazing." ”
"It's not just amazing, I think it's not good to be the female head assistant of the Ming Dynasty in the future."
"Okay, okay, sisters, joking, what you said really made the sisters think deeply, it seems that you can't listen to all the words of Lord Chen and Zhang Gongzi."
Seeing Xiao Yuanyuan's pretty face turned cloudy, implying frost, the sisters hurriedly apologized, they were not all to coax Xiao Yuanyuan, some words were really from the heart, the news and impression of today's son, completely from Lord Chen, Zhang Gongzi and others, after hearing more, naturally believed, regarded the Son of Heaven as a mediocre and incompetent big faint king, listening to Xiao Yuanyuan's words, only to know that it was wrong.
Under the persuasion of her sisters, coupled with the temptation of candy, Xiao Yuanyuan's lovely little round face finally bloomed with a happy smile again, the reason why she knew so much stemmed from her interest in hard pen slimming books, and then became curious, and slowly began to inquire about the various deeds of the Son of Heaven.
Of course, there are a lot of officials and scholars who come to Shuiyun Pavilion every day to drink flower wine and flirt with their sisters, she accompanies her sisters, and boldly asks, naturally she also heard a lot of news about the Son of Heaven, but what she collected from the mouths of civil officials and scholars is all bad news about the incompetence of the emperor, and the other version comes from the market.
Zhu Jian thought that he was not a good emperor, but in order to facilitate his actions, his good reputation still had to be brushed, so the navy army and professional trust were sent out, scattered all over the place, mixed in the streets and alleys, and with all kinds of fools, intentionally or unintentionally, he publicized all kinds of deeds of the Son of Heaven, in order to reverse his image of a faint monarch in the eyes of the people.
There is an old saying that if you say too much, it may become true, not to mention that these things said by the professional trustees are true, but after processing and modification, they have become exaggerated and mythical, Xiao Yuanyuan Bingxue is smart, she collected and sorted out the two different versions, and knocked on the side when she helped her sisters serve those officials and scholars, combined with the news of the collation, and came to her own conclusion, when today's son is not a mediocre and incompetent Da Ming Jun, but a good Ming Jun who cares about the suffering of the people in the world, Lord Zhang, Chen Gongzi and those people are sanctimonious hypocrites and villains.
"Yo, what's wrong with Yuanyuan? Who's upsetting you again? ”
Several sisters found that Xiao Yuanyuan was a little abnormal, and seemed to be a little unhappy, and they couldn't help but be curious again, Xiao Yuanyuan's words just now were thought-provoking, and they also felt that the cute Xiao Yuanyuan was not only ice and snow smart, but also seemed to have grown, and they couldn't look at her with the eyes of Xiao Yuanyuan anymore.
"Alas, why haven't you seen the emperor's poems coming out of the palace?"
Xiao Yuanyuan put one arm on the table, supported the fleshy chin, a little lazy, and seemed to be a little unhappy, it was difficult for people to guess her inner thoughts.
The women were stunned, and quietly exchanged glances with each other, how old is this girl, could it be that love has been born?
A child who is only eight years old, his biological age is definitely not mature, but his psychological age is difficult to say, Xiao Yuanyuan has been sold into Shuiyun Pavilion for nearly two years, and the learning and training he has received are all based on pleasing men, even if it is piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing, the ultimate goal is still to please men.
In the heart of every girl, there is a most beautiful and romantic dream, looking forward to the dream of Prince Charming stepping on the colorful auspicious clouds to marry herself, Xiao Yuanyuan also has occasional fantasies, but it is not strong, after all, she is too young, she just dreams of a perfect handsome guy to play with her.
Niu Bi has seen a lot of handsome guys and talents who boast about it, and the psychological immunity is naturally enhanced little by little, and when I get used to it, I will inevitably have a feeling that it is nothing more than this.
In fact, she can't be sure what kind of specific image or condition the perfect handsome guy in her dream is, but instinctively compares him with today's saints, in her mind, the emperor is a young and promising, full of experience, and worried about the country and the people.
To create a new font, of course, is the calligraphy of the cow pen coaxing, such a person, even if in the attainment of poetry can not be as good as the great writer, but I believe that it is not much worse, the truth is as simple as 1+1=2, but why did you not see any poem of the Son of Heaven circulated among the people?