Chapter 212: Jiang Wan and Pan Jun (2)

Jiang Yi is the person who engraves books in the official workshop of the South China Sea, and because of his position, the books at home are almost a hill. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info says that there are five versions of the Four Books and Five Classics. Of course, the edition here refers to the material of the book, not the content.

And such a situation is something that cannot be thought of in the other thirteen states.

Not to mention the Three Kingdoms, in another hundred years, as long as it did not reach the Tang and Song dynasties (engraving began in the Tang Dynasty, movable type began in the Song Dynasty), it would be impossible to mass-produce books, especially in the Han Dynasty, which had just improved papermaking.

In this era, all books were copied by hand.

Yes, purely hand-copied. Even if it is time-consuming, trouble-consuming, and easy to make mistakes and omissions, there is still only one way. Therefore, it is no exaggeration to describe the books of the Han Dynasty as "very valuable". If the copy is neat and scarce, the price is almost equivalent to a mansion.

However, Jiaozhou is different, there are Wang Yifan and Tang Yunchu, two later generations, and piracy is only a matter of minutes. Moreover, it saves time and effort, which will not bring too much trouble to the craftsman, and can greatly enhance the reputation of Jiaozhou. Don't you see that today's Jiaozhou is far from being comparable to what it used to be?

Not to mention the distance, just the Jiang Yi family and Pan Jun in front of them. If they hadn't come to Jiaozhou, they would have been in Lingling and Wuling at this time. One is looking for work to do, and the other is looking for books to read. How can there be a pleasant place now...

Before saying a stick of incense, when Jiang Yi led Wang Yifan, who had to visit in person, into the study, he was almost frightened by Pan Jun in the room. Through the window, I saw that he was not wearing a crown on his head, but simply tied a green scarf, pacing barefoot in the room. While walking, he read: "Cai Jia's "Shu Xing Fu" is really a masterpiece! ”

Such words and deeds are naturally offensive to Wang Yifan in Jiang Yi's eyes, but in Wang Yifan's eyes, they are the attitude that a political madman should have. He waved his hand to stop Jiang Yi, straightened his clothes and said: "Although "Shu Xing Fu" is full of love and rhetoric, it is not something that students like you should learn. ”

"Who is lying about it?" Pan Jun pushed the door out, and when he saw that it was his uncle Jiang Yi, he immediately bowed and said: "Who else should the little nephew be, it turns out to be uncle." ”

Knock knock...

Hearing this, he glanced at Jiang Wan again, and said with a smile: "Hehe... And cousins. ”

This kid, can't you see it when you stand in front of you, isn't it always thinking about intentionally joining Jiaozhou on weekdays, why is it that Jiaozhou is here now, but it's the same as not seeing.

Jiang Yi was a little anxious, he was white, and he didn't know whether to remind him or not. Although Lord Zhou Mu is known as a virtuous person in Jiaozhou, he is a god-of-war figure who destroyed the Japanese kingdom after all, who knows what taboos he will have.

Helpless, he could only rely on squeezing his eyebrows to remind this stupid nephew.

After teasing Jiang Wan for a while, Pan Jun finally saw Wang Yifan. This made Jiang Yi overjoyed, but what he said in the next second made Jiang Yi feel like a roller coaster, shocked.

"This brother, but the words of Fang Cai came out of your mouth?"

"Not bad!" Wang Yifan nodded.

Looking at his uncle who was frowning, Pan Jun took a half step back with a little disgust, sat on the floor tiles in the corridor, held up the book and asked, "Then tell me, what kind of books are what we and other scholars see?" ”

Wang Yifan pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "Sons! ”

"Hmm..." Pan Jun dragged his long voice, shook his head and said: "Confucianism "Analects", "Mencius", Moxue "Mozi", Taoism "Zhuangzi", "Liezi", and Law "Han Feizi" are indeed books that scholars such as us should read. ”

Wang Yifan said again: "Five Classics! ”

Pan Jun raised his eyebrows and said in his heart: Could it be that this person wants to test me? continued: "The Book of Songs, the Book of Rites, the Book of Rites, the Book of Rites, the Zhou Yi, and the Spring and Autumn Period teach people to be gentle and generous, distant and distant, broad and easy to be good, clean and subtle, frugal and respectful, and to compare words! These books are also the books that we scholars should read..."

Speaking of this, Pan Jun blushed a little, although he knew the five classics of Confucianism by heart, he obviously did not master the teachings in the book. Speaking of etiquette, he lacked it because he was holding books and dying in the house.

Thinking about it, he stood up with an embarrassed face, raised his hand and said, "If Mr. doesn't give up, let's go into the house." ”

Wang Yifan smiled, "It's better to be respectful than to obey!" Anyway, perhaps out of habit, he took the lead in the lead.

Seeing this, Pan Jun was slightly stunned, and said in his heart: This person is so rude. I was about to enter with it, but I suddenly felt that my sleeves were tight, and I couldn't help but smile and said, "Cousin, wait for the younger brother to send that guy... Not... Phew... Uncle, what are you..."

Jiang Yi didn't care about wiping the saliva in his hands, he pulled Pan Jun's arm, hated iron and said: "Chengming, do you know what kind of person the person in the house is?" ”

Pan Jun frowned, "I don't know." ”

"Oh, you let me say you're good. That's Jiaozhou..."

Halfway through his words, Wang Yifan in the room exclaimed: "Huh? There are not a few copies of this "Tsing Yi Fu" in the whole state, but there are actually here, and there are also Cai's handwritten nominations! ”

Hearing the sound, Pan Jun didn't care to listen to Jiang Yi's verbosity, and immediately rushed into the room and said, "It's not good, my book!" ”

Feeling the burning heat in the palm of his hand caused by pulling too hard, Jiang Yi sighed: "That's it, everything in the future depends on your creation, bastard." ”

Jiang Wan glanced at his father and pulled his sleeve.

"Nothing, nothing... My son must remember that he must study well in the future, especially the Analects and the Book of Rites, but he must not be like Chengming. ”

“... Oh..."

By the time the father and son entered, Wang Yifan and Pan Jun had already argued in one place.

"What Mr. said is also false, Yizhou and Zhuyazhou have been pioneered for less than a year, and if the people of Funan are allowed to migrate, I am afraid that it will be easy to cause trouble."

"Hehe... Therefore, in a certain way, the people of the original Jiaozhou and the people of Funan are divided into seven points, and they are mixed and migrated. Take the way of assimilation and slowly naturalize. During the period, the people will speak Chinese, and then rotate, and over time, Funan will become Han! ”

"Hehe... Although this matter is easier said than done, it is difficult to do, and in my opinion, Jiaozhou Zhongjie will never take risks. ”

"Oh?" Wang Yifan shook his head and smiled: "Wrong, this matter must be accepted by the Jiaozhou Zhongjie." And it will be very important, and maybe it will be implemented in the next year. ”

Pan Jun snorted angrily and argued: "Why is Mr. so confident? I don't believe that Jiaozhou Zhongjie can't see the hidden dangers clearly. ”

At this moment, without Wang Yifan opening his mouth, Jiang Wan asked in a low voice: "Father, let's go to Jiaozhou... Isn't it the state pastor who has the final say? ”

Jiang Yi glanced at Wang Yifan apologetically and replied, "Jiaozhou is naturally decided by the governor of Jiaozhou. ”

"Huh?" Jiang Wan frowned, pointed at Pan Jun and said, "Then why does Brother Jun keep arguing with Lord Zhoumu?" ”

"This..."Jiang Yi was stunned, he didn't know how to answer.

Pan Jun smiled when he heard it, "Haha, it's because... Wait a minute... Uncle! What did little Awan say?? ”