"Damn!" I'm very angry, stinky girl, I can't see it, how do I know that I kissed the little green butterfly, and I stroked the palace maid's sister's upturned buttocks? It seems that tomorrow the house will broadcast the gossip of this son again, buy a dog, you must buy a vicious dog and put it at the door of my small courtyard.

Walking back to the house with hatred, Green Butterfly was scratching the palace maid sister who was bent over with a smile and annoyance, looking at the two beautiful eyebrows, the mood was very happy, yes, it is hard to buy money is a smile from the heart. Money? Damn, I slapped myself, I was busy eating and drinking and playing scoundrels all day long, why did I only think about such a big event now. Money? This thing, obediently, no, after eating in a while, we have to come back and think about it, now that my son is going to start a family, we have to think about it, making money is a big deal, I can't be confused anymore, let my parents let me and my daughter-in-law, it's too embarrassing for me to cross the face of this young man. If there are other people in Datang, it would be strange if they didn't drown Ben Gongzi with saliva, the matter is urgent, okay, turn around and leave, fill your stomach first, I'm really not in the mood to think about such a big thing when I'm hungry.

There was still some way to go to the front hall, and I had already heard the old man's extremely happy laughter, and I was a little puzzled, could it be that after Uncle Cheng put down his cruel words, he crawled home to sleep?

As soon as I entered the front hall, I was greeted by a violent shudder, and I didn't need to open my eyes to know who it was, "Mother, I didn't do anything, why are you beating the child." "I screamed Qu in my mouth, but I was still a little weak-hearted, for fear that my mother would know what was wrong with us again.

"What did you say to your Uncle Cheng? If you get that old thing, now everyone in Chang'an City knows about it. My mother snorted angrily and wanted to pry me again, so she quickly flashed and hid behind my eldest brother, "It's not me who made trouble, Uncle Cheng's posture today, he is full of blood, and he wants to eat the child, what can the child do if he doesn't say it?" You can't let Uncle Cheng tear the child apart, you and your father are not at home, who can stop him? ”

Uncle Shen also helped on the side: "Yes, madam, it's no wonder that the second young master is in this matter, the posture of the grandfather of that country can scare the old man at that time, and the old man almost thought that he was going to demolish our house." Fortunately, the second young master coped with it properly, and finally persuaded Grandpa Zhuguo not to make any trouble, and sent him out of the mansion safely......"

Hurry up and bow your hand to Uncle Shen, it's rare to have someone to speak for me.

"Humph! Old horseman, brave horseman! As soon as my father's appearance of Comrade Zhuge in makeup with a million armor soldiers in his chest, he squinted: "Madame, don't blame Jun'er, this matter Jun'er hit by mistake, it is a good idea." ”

"What?!" The old and young of the family stared at the old man, and the old man of the prime minister stared at him, and his father sold Guanzi, sipping tea beautifully, but he didn't say anything, my mother couldn't help it, and gently pulled the corner of the old man's clothes.

"Hun boy, can you, it's so lively today, Cheng Zhijie's old goods are all in the court, and your majesty is angry, and you almost want to draw your sword. Hehehe...... "My father gave me a blank look, and continued to sip tea with a hearty smile."

My son sat down and wondered, what does my father mean, that old thing is on the court, and my father is still laughing here, should it be? Glancing at my father, a normal smile, no neuroticism.

"Master, don't sell it, that old thing has come to the door, and this little bastard pointed it to the court, and now it's all over the city, and you still say it's a good thing?" My mother glared at me viciously, I flashed, squeezed the back of my eldest brother, and only after a while did I secretly reveal half of my head, alert to the possible outbreak of my mother at any time.

"Hmph, that old thing, you can take a look, this thing will not stop for three or five days. This matter, since everyone in Chang'an knows about it, it is even better...... Hehehe" The corner of my father's eyes twitched, a very sinister laugh. After a while, he said: "Your Majesty has made a clear decision, and Cheng Lao's goods are not so easy to deal with, this will, you can't use our house to worry about it." "My father's words, sure enough, there is a way, the two old men fight for their son-in-law, love to fight, and fight for the whole world to know better, my family is now silent and pretending to be wronged, and it also makes the people of Chang'an City see clearly, it is not a question of who our house wants to marry, it is a question of who can win and who marries those two old madmen who fight. It sounds a little unpleasant, forget it, whatever, anyway, the lamb is married, since Uncle Li promised me, I want to come, I won't lose my words, but, according to Uncle Li's accidental leak yesterday, hey, hey, two old men, is this son a crow's mouth? Well, is it a master of prophecy? Last night, I was thinking about letting Uncle Li and Uncle Cheng fight, but I didn't expect that today's dream would come true, alas, Datang can not protect the personal safety of Yu Ji, otherwise, this son really wants to go deep into the line of fire, interview in person, and obtain first-hand information...... After the old man woke up at such a point, the family was like pulling out the fog and seeing the clouds, and for a while, the mood was extremely comfortable, and the eldest brother first praised the old man's shrewdness, and felt deeply honored to have this prime minister as our brother and sister to learn. The family roared up, and the old man who took the shot couldn't see anything with his eyes narrowed, and almost poked his beard into the tea.

After that, the family at the dinner table together enthusiastically discussed what the consequences of the two old men fighting for a son-in-law will cause, and made a variety of predictions about this, my mother's will is not very resolute, I always feel that the daughters of the two families are good, it is best to combine the status of the daughters of the Li family with the characteristics of the daughters of the Cheng family to assemble a new species. My father is not, he belongs to a staunch supporter of the imperial power, my eldest brother and sister-in-law think that Uncle Cheng has the potential to defeat the strong with the weak, and the family is foaming at the mouth, even Uncle Shen, who is standing on the side, listens to the excitement, and there is also a performance of eagerness to try, outside the window and door, faintly bubbling one by one, crowded with all the gossip people in the house, the third child has no one to discipline, very proudly climbed on the couch, secretly poured all the old man's wine into my mother's teacup, and then the butt was slapped by the mother, thrown to the nurse, while howling. Ben Gongzi has a black line on his face, holding a bowl, looking at this family, who are they! The Prime Minister's Mansion is also a dignified Prime Minister's Mansion, and the entire base camp of gossip people is right.

"Jun'er, come with the old man." After a while, the family finally ended the discussion, and after the old man had eaten and drunk enough, he led me towards the study with a full heart.

"Has Your Majesty's explanation been done?" When I arrived at the study, the old man, who had been happy, sneakily closed the door of the study and spread his hands out to me solemnly.

Quickly took out the general thing written during the day from his bosom and respectfully handed it to the old man.

"Hun boy! I have practiced calligraphy for a long time, but I have not seen much progress. The old man glared at me fiercely, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, pointed to the other side and said, "Sit down, wait for the old man to see it." ”

The old man no longer had a trace of the drunkenness he had just shown on his face, and he regained his shrewd prime minister's face, and looked at the draft I handed over meticulously.

Obediently knelt opposite the old man, waiting for my father to speak.

"My father wants to ask you, why did this policy come about?" The old man clicked on the table with his hand, a very spiritual gaze, and a very meaningful smile.

"Child...... The child really wants to share his father's worries, and when he sees his father, he lives and works in peace and contentment for the people of my Tang Dynasty at night...... Therefore, racking your brains to ......"

"Hugh is talking nonsense!" The old man glared at me angrily, stroking his beard and sipping tea with kindness, his face did not change much, it seemed that my father was not displeased with my sycophant, but he was not very embarrassed.

"Jun'er, the old man wants to ask you, why, in your policy, you are not allowed to send all kinds of craftsmen to go and get along with each other, and to transport more luxurious things, the old man also understands, but the old man has something to do, and your 100,000 volumes of Buddhist and Taoist scriptures are also sent to Tibet, what is the reason?"

The old man couldn't help but make me stunned, what do you mean, I don't understand it yet, the scriptures, just send the bald guys to go, what are they talking about without the scriptures? It's like if you ask someone to rob, can you do it without a knife or a gun?

"Father, when a monk goes to preach the scriptures, he must have a scripture?"

"The matter...... Alas, don't say 100,000 copies, even if it's 10,000 copies, I'm afraid it's difficult! The old man stroked his beard and frowned.

"What's so hard?" Blinking, where did the old man start with this? Ten thousand pieces of porcelain are silent, and thousands of carts of silk do not blink, but they are worried about the scriptures.

I picked up the book on the table and flipped through it, printing, printing and paper...... Syllable! Ben Gongzi slapped on the table: "There is!" Oh, Dad, why are you beating the child? "Very aggrieved rubbing his head.

"Don't surprise the old man, the old man has to scare you out if he is not sick." The old man had a black line on his face, staring at the few whiskers that had been pulled off in his hand in distress...... "Oh, the child must pay attention next time." Father, the child has two things, and he wants to dedicate it to the court, and he is about to discuss it with his father. "Who am I, the general teacher, the general subject teacher, everyone doesn't know, right? Does Maga know? , what is the jack-of-all-trades for, wiping your face? Phew, wrong, I know everything, but I only know a little bit. And Ben Gongzi is the product of the enhanced education of later generations: quality assurance, an absolute all-encompassing teacher. Physical, literary and historical, which can't play half a bottle of vinegar, this is our strength.

"But what does it have to do with it?" is too smart, the old man is thorough, and he deserves to be the prime minister-

"Yes, there are two things that a child has to offer to his father, and one is the art of papermaking." Pick up the pen, brush the brush, raise your hand to grind the ink, play the pen and write: papermaking, the current rice paper is too expensive, and the butt of the injured Ben Gongzi was abused by the leaves when he first arrived in the Tang Dynasty, mainly because of the broken things of the bamboo chip, the Ben Gongzi is disgusted when he looks at it, how dare he use it? Since the cold weather, my son can only practice calligraphy diligently every day, why, there is so much paper to wipe his buttocks.

For my ass, for the ass of the world to no longer be abused by the leaves, my son is like a god to help him, his head is empty, and the papermaking skills seen in the past are very clear. Papermaking is the combination process of plant fibers, in the early stage, the first plants have to be soaked, the mechanical method is to break up and grind the plant fibers, the chemical method is to use lime and plant ash to cook, of course, after making pulp, washing, bleaching, adding, glue, papermaking, drying, calendering a series of processes, it is made of paper. And the process of rice paper must be much more cumbersome than this, I remember that it is this procedure, can it be made? Depend on! As long as there is this thing lost to the Ministry of Engineering, there are more capable people and wise people in the Tang Dynasty, and there are countless skilled papermakers, and it is strange that they can't do it after three or two months of hard work.

The old man kept inhaling on the side, what's wrong? Toothache or what's wrong? Anyway, go ahead, brush brush, okay, get it. A peek at my father, there are signs of crooked mouth and slanted eyes, it seems that he was photographed by the versatility of his son, but just writing, really, there is no chance to show his identity as a teacher, or to turn his lips to be happy. Put the pen on the pen stand, and the papermaking technique respectfully handed it to my father, showing his two front teeth: "The child has another way to print, which can make my Tang Dynasty books out of 10 million copies." ”

The corners of the old man's eyes were standing, staring at me, tremblingly took the secret recipe of papermaking into his arms, poured a large sip of tea to calm down, and wiped the sweat on his head? Only then did he nod his head and motioned for Ben Gongzi to continue.

Movable type printing, this thing is simpler, I'm afraid that a person with an IQ higher than fifty knows what to do. Coughed dryly: "Father, please see." Reaching out and sitting on the table, he picked up a stamp: "It's a stamp, right?" ”

"Uh-huh......" my father snorted with his nose, his eyes were a little curious, but he was old and fine, and his performance was not obvious.

Take the stamp and wrap it in mud, bang! A red stamp was stamped on a piece of rice paper, "That's what was printed, right?" ”

"Hmm!" Why is the old man a little rough when he is angry? No matter what, I continued, and picked up another seal: "This is also a seal, right!" ”

"Evil beasts! Is it impossible to be an old man a fool?! "The old man's sudden outburst startled me, and the seal in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Child, child didn't think you were, uh-huh, child is showing you what it means to live printing." Hurriedly helped the old man to sit down, added tea to him, and smiled very respectfully.

"Really?" The old man's nostrils still showed signs of spewing white gas, and he looked at me from the corner of his eyes, and quickly nodded: "How dare the child tease you." ”

"Hmph, even if the old man is not the prime minister, I don't dare." The corners of the old man's mouth turned up slightly.

"Of course! I didn't dare to kill the child. "Nonsense, you are my father, it is natural to smoke me, how dare I?

"Well, then you don't continue."

"Eh, you see, this is also one, hehe, father don't stare at it, the child is ......" The two seals were together, wrapped in ink mud, bang, two red marks appeared on the rice paper on the table, and my son squeezed his eyes at the old man very proudly.

"This is movable type?" The old man twitched the corners of his eyes, his hands trembled a little, and he wanted to draw people when he saw the posture, so he quickly took over the conversation: "No, this is just the most basic mystery of movable type printing." ”

“…… Show it to the old man. After taking the two seals and looking at them in his hand for a long time, the old man's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he turned and darkened: "But, Jun'er, do you know that the stone used in the seal is not something that can be carved by random pick-up." ”

"Hey, hey, don't worry, the child actually had an idea as early as the time when you were punished for copying the book, so the child spent the night figuring out, verifying in many ways, and conducting field trips? Uh-huh, and used his hands and brains to do countless hard work and experiments night after night, after the child said......"

", believe it or not, the old man will pump you!" The old man with a black line on his face was on the verge of an outbreak.

"Uh...... The child finally came up with a set of processes and materials suitable for movable type printing. "Alas...... Failure, my father, we don't have the patience to listen to my son's narration of the arduous process of inventing new things like Uncle Li?

"Why don't you say that quickly?" The old man's expression was very hideous, and the hand holding the cup began to transform into an iron sand palm.

"Lead movable type printing!" Hurry up and spit it out, lest the old man smoke a big puff and play it.

"Lead movable type?" The old man blinked, and he was confused in his enlightenment, hey, hey, hey, do you still need a child to give you advice? Stealthily smirked.

"Exactly!" Very serious, nodded his head very calmly, and used to knocking on the podium with his surname? "Lead type, as the name suggests, is ......made of soft and low melting point metal raw materials" picked up a stamp as a sample and shook it in front of my father, and continued with a dry cough: "The main ingredient is lead, and an appropriate amount of tin is added to increase hardness and wear resistance, which not only saves a lot of engraving time, but also speeds up the speed of printing." ”

"Oh?" My father's eagle eyes flashed, he took a sip of tea, and motioned for me to continue. "For example, this book, each page, only need to use a hundred or ten words, and the next page, the same only a hundred or ten words, two pages, there are many of the same words, such as Xi characters and words, etc., if it is engraving printing, as long as a word is different, it must be this page, carved into a board to print, so that down......" I sighed: "I don't know how much effort it took my Datang to let the world read such a good book" peeked at my father, sure enough, the old man raised his eyebrows, and the essence in his eyes was even worse, and he was still silent.

"And with movable type, hey, hey, my Chinese characters are only more than three or four thousand, commonly used words do not need six or seven hundred, if you find ten skilled carvers, do not use half a month, set to complete, and then, put all the words, according to how many strokes, such as one word, two words, all with horizontal radicals, put these words in one place, easy to find, which page to print, which words are needed, let's pick out those words from these carved live lead words, and then, use the cement to fix these lead movable type, brush with ink, so press on the paper, bang! This page came out, and the next page, I also found the right lead type, and with such a bang, it was printed again. ”

"Bang!" The old man didn't make it with his mouth, but the sound of smashing the stamp on the table with his hand, and the frightened Ben Gongzi almost ran away, "Dad? What are you doing here? "The old man's hand is also strong, pull me up and rush out of the door, what kind of family is this old man?

"Fang Shen! Fang Shen. The old man ignored me, and when he got to the front hall, he raised his throat and roared, very fierce. Cold sweat broke out on my young back: "Dad, what didn't the child do?" Are you old enough to do this? ……”

"Afraid of what? You can't eat for the Father! The old man glared at me viciously, so frightened that I hurriedly smiled with a smile, and my heart was really uneasy.

"Come on, master, you're in the middle of the night, what are you doing with the second young master?" Far away, Uncle Shen called while putting on his clothes.

"Prepare the horse, the old man wants to enter the palace with Jun'er immediately."

"Huh?!" Scared Lao Tzu, what are you doing, in the middle of the night, what does the old man want to do? Do you want to fight with Uncle Li in the middle of the night?

"Ahh The old man motioned to Uncle Shen to quickly call someone to pull the horse, and then turned his head to me and said solemnly: "If Jun'er succeeds tonight, he can make a note in the history book, and the future readers will be able to remember the name of Wu'er, the old man is really pleased, hahahaha...... "The more you laugh, the more hearty you are."

I understand, the old man in the middle of the night, is thinking of Uncle Li playing treasure in front of him, not fighting, now relieved, quickly patted the sycophant: "The child is also listening to his father's teachings at night, and every time he reads the sage books, if it is not for the father to mention it, how can the child ......"

The old man who took the shot smiled, was in a good mood, and walked hand in hand to the gate of the house, and after a while, six family members and nurses stood in front of him with lanterns leading the horses, and Fang Cheng, a loyal servant, was in the ranks, all fat and strong, and had the potential to be a thug.

The old man is already in the sixtieth year, but he is very agile, and he is more familiar with lifting the reins than his son.

This son just climbed on the horse, very excited to be praised by my father in the middle of the night, and was thinking about meeting Uncle Li, when he praised us for a while, how should I be humble as a young man.

"Slow! Jun'er ......"

"The child is here!" Straddled the horse, he replied in a very entangled voice.

"Don't go." My father pulled the reins of his horse and turned his head.

"Why?" It's very depressing, what do you mean?

"Don't you forget, Cheng Lao's husband." My father drove the horse to the front, and muttered in my ear, I woke up, yes, at this moment, it is the time when the two old men are fighting for the most anger, I will go, isn't it looking for a smoke?

"Then, the child waits for his father at home." Hurry up and get off the horse, even if we don't go to Laben Gongzi now, who knows if the two old scumbags are standing on the roof of the Taiji Palace, just like Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng, they are staging the first duel in the world, I am a young man, and I will definitely be torn into cold chicken shreds.

"Hehe, don't wait for the old man, you can rest early, drive!" Looking at my father's still tough back, "Father! It's getting dark, take it easy! ...... "I don't know if my father heard it...... - I helped Uncle Shen close the door of the house, and when I raised my eyes, the moon had already hung to the west, and I said goodbye to Uncle Shen who was tired, and walked towards my small courtyard leisurely, and when I stepped into the courtyard door, I saw an orange hanging lamp outside my room, and my heart warmed, it was all at this time, and I was still waiting for me.

I entered the half-hidden door lightly, and on the bed, a black hair was leaning at the head of the bed, and it seemed that I was too tired to wait, and I fell asleep, and when I got to the bed, the beautiful face of the palace maid's sister, who slept very sweetly, appeared in front of me.

Maybe it's because I blocked the light, the palace maid sister has the intention of waking up, and the delicate demeanor between half sleep and half wake, with the perfect curve of the thin quilt, I was completely stunned.

"Childe, you're back!" The palace maid sister opened her eyes, her lazy and delicate face bloomed with a beautiful joy, with the movement of her arms, the plump and almost exaggerated twin peaks were trembling, under the thin underwear, the two protrusions above the twin peaks were so eye-catching and breathtaking.

"Childe......" The palace maid's sister's voice became more and more greasy, and her bewitching eyes rippled with a hint of spring. What about green butterflies? I finally swallowed my saliva and subconsciously asked, aren't the two of us usually waiting for me here? That girl shouldn't be hiding under the quilt, I reached out and lifted the quilt...... A pair of long, plump legs that were as smooth as greasy fat appeared in my eyes, and the palace maid, she, she was wearing only a pair of mattresses that were so thin that they were almost completely transparent. The rippling eyes, the plump and colorful lips slightly opened, the lovely nose wings were rapidly fanned, the slender jade neck, above the underwear, the large snow-colored white greasy, and the deep gap between the two peaks. The palace maid's cheeks, which were also dyed rose, gently fell on my face, and the cool, soft touch on the skin made me shiver. "Sister Die'er has been back in the house and slept for a long time......" Sister Palace's disgusting voice didn't look like she was talking at all, but like a seductive moan. The fingers went down my cheeks and landed on my chin, and the corners of the palace maid's lips floated with a hint of bewitching cunning, and she gently hooked it...... Bang, the son of the mountain cover was hooked on the bed by a finger of the palace maid's sister. The palace maid let out a coquettish moan, and those slender legs were already like two snake spirits entwining me firmly.

The fragrance of fat powder, a faint and dense ** hit the face...... ps: Qing's good impression of Shaolin Temple is much higher than Buddhism, Buddhism, and Qing is written according to the reality of the early Tang Dynasty, not made up by himself. In addition,If you can give Qing a precious vote in your hand,Qing will be inadvertently grateful,Due to the plot conception,Qing will not go to the running water account,That,Even if you rush to the ranking,It also hurts the immortals who really love this book.,So,Qing will be at his own pace.,Keep seven thousand updates every day.,Later,After getting familiar with the situation, it will gradually increase.,Thank you for your care and encouragement.。

(To be continued)