Without waiting for the four princes to talk, Liu Yan and Liu Fang rushed up left and right, and one asked, "Lu Gongzi, can this bamboo raft really row on the river?" Won't sink? Can't turn it over? Another asked, "What are these two going to do on the raft?" ”

Zhao Lei was taken aback by the two princesses, but Lu Yi was not in a hurry: "The princess doesn't need to be busy, I'll think about it first, well, it was the year before last, I saw it when I was in Luzhou in the summer of the year before last." I was on a small boat with a pointed tip, and I knew the two people on the raft, one was just returning from selling vegetables in the town, and his basket was filled with salt and a piece of cloth that he had bought from the town with money from selling vegetables. The other is that the daughter got married and had children, and brought a chicken and a basket of eggs to visit. ”

"Do they usually row on rafts and walk the waterway?"

"It's not always like that if it's close. But if the road is a little farther, the mountain road is quite difficult. Take them to the town as an example, if they go by water, they will arrive in half a day, and if they go over the mountains, they will be enough to choke in one day. And the waterway is relatively safe, the mountain road, I heard that there are wolves in the mountains, it is not very peaceful. ”

The two princesses were fascinated by what they heard.

The fourth prince had to come out and interrupt: "We still have something to do, the book is printed, you can read it as much as you want, there are many interesting things in the book, not only this one." ”

Liu Fang came back to her senses, pulled Liu Yan aside, and said with a smile: "Then you talk first, let's flip through the sample book first, Lu Gongzi is not in a hurry to leave, right?" We're afraid we'll have something to ask later. ”

Lu Yi got out, but Liu Yan asked Zhao Lei curiously: "You haven't seen the bamboo raft on it, how did you draw it?" ”

Zhao Lei is very honest: "Brother Lu spoke very carefully, and took a pen to give me a rough sketch on the paper, we have been eating and living together for a while, and there are more than a dozen pictures on this book, I have repeatedly changed them for several days, fortunately, I don't need to color......"

"Where's the original picture?"

Reading the printed book is always a little bit less meaningful.

Zhao Lei thought for a while: "The picture was handed over to Brother Lu ...... together."

A middle-aged eunuch next to him responded: "Yes, the picture is in our bookstore, and a few people who carved it have no words to praise, saying that the painting is good, and I can't believe that the painting is a young man who is just twenty." The princess wanted to see it, and the slave maid asked people to fetch the original picture. ”

This eunuch was very good at stammering, not only brought the paintings, but even asked people to bring the carved plates. He has been in the bookstore for a few years, and it is the first time that a noble person has set foot in their small place, when will he not be in a hurry at this time? If you like the princess today, or even let the princess remember him, you will think of some ways in the future, such as printing some flower books and picture albums for the princesses, or printing some of their own poetry collections for the princes and the princes of the clan. When the time comes, it would be best to move the position to another place on an errand, even if you can't move the place, with the attention of the nobles, the road in the future can be a lot smoother.

"That's what the picture looks like." Liu Fang's books are turned every day, but the word and picture plates of the printed books are the first time I have seen them, and they all feel fresh.

"Princess, this is the lettering, and the lettering used in this book is brand new and new, and the printing is neat and clear. If it's an old typeface, it's easy to blur and skip. The small bookstore outside tries to save money and trouble, and the printed book can't be called a book. The paper is rough, the ink is cheap, and they dare to sell it at a high price, so many scholars outside do not like to buy such books, and they dare not use their hands to turn over the book, for fear of rubbing the ink, and second, for fear of breaking the paper. Many of them borrowed the books of our official workshop and palace workshop to copy a copy by themselves, which is also stronger than the one printed by the Naye workshop. ”

"Oh, no wonder. A few days ago, I heard that there are people out there who make a living by copying books. ”

Zhao Lei also interjected: "It's not just because the book is expensive, it's a little more expensive, and you can buy one by gritting your teeth and saving money." In fact, many books can't be bought at all, and in the war a few years ago, many people couldn't even take care of their lives, so where could they take care of books. Now the world is peaceful, but this grain can grow from the field in a year, but books cannot. Many books have been treasured at home, and they have become unique books, and they are easy not to show to others, not for a good relationship, and people will not lend them to copy. ”

Mao De stood aside and said with a smile: "The slave can hear that Zhao Gongzi is a rare generous person, and students who are familiar with it are willing to let people come to the house to copy books. ”

Zhao Lei's face suddenly turned a little red: "Father-in-law Mao, don't say that, I'm not a ...... I just think that the predecessors wrote down their words and deeds so that more people could see them. Hide the book on the shelf, fall into dust, insects, lock it and don't show it to anyone, what did the predecessors do with books? If everyone doesn't know the truth, can it still be considered a truth? ”

"Exactly." The fourth prince said: "Books are only valuable when they are seen by more people, and they are deeply locked and hidden, and no matter how good the rare book is, it will only turn into a pile of paper ashes in the end." ”

Liu Yan looked at Zhao Lei curiously.

The first time I met, I thought this person was a nerd, stupid.

Later, I saw him twice, and I also felt that compared with Lu Yi, he was not atmospheric enough and not interesting enough.

Seeing him this time, I felt that he also had his own opinions, not only with superb painting skills.

But the man was not boastful.

When everyone praised him, he blushed like a monkey's buttocks.

"No, not really...... Alas, anyway, everyone knows about our family, after the death of my grandfather, the clan broke up once, and almost all the things they saw were moved away, but they kept these books. I feel glad that they didn't like it, and the anti-book was left for me. ”