Wu Yan needed to supplement the knowledge of official document transcription, so he still went to Zeng Maolin, a doctor of the Five Classics, for advice.

Zeng Maolin agreed, how could he not agree? After all, they all donated money.

He has also taught paperwork on weekdays, and he has also taken the monthly exam, so he really doesn't know if this student is listening to the class seriously?

"The so-called document header system means that when the document is written in the process of encountering specific words, it must not be immediately followed by the above, and must be written on a new line at the top of the grid, or even a few more than a few boxes higher, and if it is inconvenient to start a line, it is also necessary to write one to several grids empty."

In modern times, few people know the correct format for writing documents, electronic documents have replaced writing, text messages have replaced letters, and the same is true of Wu Yan.

"What's the purpose of writing this?" She asked earnestly.

Zeng Maolin looked at her stunned, are these weekdays still less taught? In the future, everything will be indispensable to transcribe official documents, which ones do not need to be transcribed? What lessons do you listen to on a daily basis?

"To show respect ......"

"Oh......"

Hey, Zeng Maolin sighed secretly and continued: "Generally speaking, the most written is the title book, each piece of the book has six lines, a line of twenty-four grids, the rules are the same as the title book, two words on the head, and twenty-two words on the flat. The first line is also written with the yamen, official title, name, or the name of the military and civilian stove craftsmen of the Confucian officials, all of which are written in one line, with no limit on the number of words. ”

"The right is in the same format as the title, and the word 'counting paper' is in the line before the 'right note', and the difference between the word is parallel to the word "small. The years and months are sparse and dense with the front, if there is a name, it is written according to the six lines in turn. ”

Wu Yan imagined for a long time, but still had no concept in his head, so he smiled and said: "It's better to ask the teacher to help the students write an example, so that the students can have a reference." ”

"Okay, what about the content? Imagination, or is it someone else's? ”

Wu Yan thought for a while: "Let's ask the teacher to help the students write a recital, the content is roughly ...... I beg Your Majesty to let go of the Wenyuan Pavilion Library, or the Cabinet Library, and allow the folk bookstore to copy some rare and precious classics for sale. ”

Zeng Maolin's eyes couldn't help but widen, you are so bold!

"Of course, the students also want to donate some Confucianism to my hometown, so this time I will ask Mr. to do it for Laura."

Zeng Maolin ...... silently After a while, I found that I didn't seem to have many reasons to object, "Okay, then I'll write and see, you can practice like this, and when you go through things in the future, you won't know how to write anything." ”

Wu Yan smiled and responded, "Okay, then thank you, teacher." ”

Zeng Maolin quickly set up the briefcase, flattened it with a paperweight, then poured some water into the inkstone, and took out the grinding strip to prepare for grinding the ink. Wu Yan was quite eye-catching, and hurriedly said: "Let the students come to the ink grinding." ”

Zeng Maolin handed her the grinding strip and thought about it in his mind first.

Wu Yan often grinds ink for the emperor, but also is familiar with it, she looks at this inkstone, must be his commonly used things, there is a layer of mottled ink on the edge of the inkstone, the name is ink rust, generally need to be cleaned after the ink, but this layer of ink rust can not be rubbed off. Moreover, it is best to use the lotus pod shell to wash the inkstone, remove the scale and stagnation, and do not hurt the inkstone.

The strength of Wu Yan's ink grinding is uniform, the best ink is grinding silently, the ink texture is light, the ink color is clear and fragrant, and obviously the ink he uses is also the best oil smoke ink.

"Teacher, this inkstone is an inkstone, it looks like it has eyes."

Zeng Maolin was thinking about it, and suddenly heard her voice, but he didn't seem to react: "Huh? Oh......"

With only half a cup of tea, he finished his idea, and then dipped his pen in ink, first brushed it on the pen, and then moved the pen on the paper. As long as the idea is completed, the pen is very fast, and after half a cup of tea, the manuscript is completed.

Wu Yan stretched out his head to look at it, and couldn't help but praise: "Tut-tut, the teacher's writing is so good!" She is really praising it, and her handwriting is not as good as a dog in front of them.

Zeng Maolin put down the pen, looked at it for a moment, and said with satisfaction: "You know the goods." ”

"Hehe, although the students are not good at words, they still have a level of recognition of good and bad," Wu Yan said a little proudly.

"Hehe... It's true, at least you still know that Duan Yan has eyes. ”

That is, Your Majesty has a lot of good things there, Wu Yan thought with a smile. When the ink was dry, she carefully picked it up and looked closer, the handwriting was neat and beautiful, and it was a little pleasing to the eye, and sure enough, she wrote according to the format, and she was willing to look at it a few more times.

On the other hand, looking at her bad hand, she suddenly disliked it.

"Thank you, teacher!" Wu Yan happily folded the briefcase and put it in the small schoolbag he carried.

After saying goodbye to Zeng Maolin, Wu Yan left the doctor's hall.

After she left, Zeng Maolin packed up the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and then also left the doctor's hall and went to the Yilun Hall Library Pavilion.

As soon as I entered the library, I saw a figure standing in front of the red cupboard, and I didn't have to think about it to know that he was Lu Zhan, who was sacrificial wine.

Bookboards and books are stored in separate cabinets, and the bookboards are stored in five cabinets, the red kitchen, and the two cabinets on the left and right are black cabinets. A whole set of "Thirteen Classics" stereotypes are placed in the red kitchen, and the things of the Apocalypse Year have long been decayed and a lot of things are still missing.

"Teacher......" Zeng Maolin called softly.

Lu Zan didn't look up at him, but still held the stereotype in his hand and rubbed it gently. After a long time, he sighed, and then said: "The girl said that the teacher hopes to re-engrave this set of plates in her sacrificial career...... It's a tall order. ”

Zeng Maolin knew, but he didn't know what he meant for a while, so he didn't answer......

I heard him continue: "The sacrificial wine career...... Hehe, in fact, she was not wrong, the teacher really wanted to complete the re-engraving of this set of "Commentary on the Thirteen Classics" before Zhishi. ”

"The teacher is also getting his wish now, which is gratifying."

"Hehe, then thank you Sizhen, if you don't have the 50,000 taels she donated, how can you get your wish as a teacher? In the sacrificial career. ”

Zeng Maolin smiled: "Indeed, I want to thank her." ”

Lu Zan turned his head to stare at him: "It was your idea, right?" ”

Zeng Maolin looked at the teacher's eyes that knew everything, and he didn't dare to look at it directly. Yes, he had thought so, even though it wasn't him. But facing the teacher's gaze, the shame in his heart made him a little embarrassed.

Lu Zan looked at him for a long time, and at the end he still sighed lightly, but he didn't say anything to blame. He turned, still holding the stereotype in his hand, gently put it into the cupboard, took out another piece, and began to study it carefully......

On the banks of the Jinshui River in the Forbidden City, the colorful colors of early autumn decorate it like Qiu Ying's ladies.

The two-storey cabinet hall is embraced in this cluster and cluster of colorful tones, adding a touch of easy-going and reducing a bit of solemnity.

In the Wenyuan Pavilion, there was still the fragrance of books, and Luo Hua stood in front of a row of towering bookshelves, and he asked the same question as Lu Zhan.

"Your idea?"

Li Daoru didn't care about his tone, and still said with a calm expression: "It's just an idea, whether to say it or not is up to me, whether to listen to her or not, since she has done it, then everyone takes what they need." ”

He confessed it clearly.

Luo Hua and Wu Yan are not familiar with each other, just like two lines that never intersect, they have nothing to do with each other at all, but this does not mean that he can accept Wu Yan's donation, even if it is a good intention.

Luo Hua frowned, a little blamed him for being too reckless: "Then have you ever thought about what she asked for too much......

Li Daoru smiled and said firmly: "Brother Luo, isn't there still Your Majesty?" If she really makes excessive demands, His Majesty will not agree to her. ”

Luo Hua was still frowning, not as sure as he was, although he didn't know Wu Yan, but like her, she ate inside and outside the palace, how could she not have some calculations in her heart?

Since he Li Daoru said so...... If Your Majesty insists on doing something she wants, he will definitely be impeached, even if it is to return her money.

And the Qianqing Palace, which is far away from Wenyuan Pavilion,

Wu Yan handed over the official document she had re-transcribed, and although the words were still those words, at least there were no major errors in the format.

Emperor Yongming looked at this 'ugly' official document with disgust, and after reading it for a long time, he felt that his eyes were fed up, so he closed it and didn't want to take another look.

"What about 100,000 taels?"

"Well, back to Your Majesty, you are already outside the main hall, but you only carried ten boxes, a total of 50,000 taels, and the rest of the ministers will pay the silver tickets directly, it is too inconvenient to pay all the silver in cash."

"Hmm...... "Emperor Yongming doesn't care, as long as the number is right."

"Also... Your Majesty, you still have a notebook here......"

Emperor Yongming glanced at her and snorted, "Okay... Wu Yan, the title book is all the same? Take it, I'll take a look! ”

The attendant took away the notebook from Wu Yan's hand and handed it to Emperor Yongming with both hands. He took it and flipped it open, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Who are you going to ghostwrite?"

"Well, it's the minister's teacher, I wanted him to write a sample for the minister, and it just so happened that the minister had something to ask His Majesty, so he wrote it for the minister, but Your Majesty, you can see if you can return this book to the minister, and the minister will use it as an example in the future."

Hey...... The attendants around the emperor felt ridiculous when they heard it, and they didn't hear that the emperor had asked the emperor to return it!

Emperor Yongming glanced at her and didn't want to pay attention to her words, so he looked down at this clean and beautiful official document. Without looking at two lines, he laughed again, as if he was laughing angrily.

"Wu Yan, Wu Yan, I still look down on you, you really don't lose at all! Do you want Jianyang Bookstore to re-engrave and sell for money? ”

Wu Yan said with a straight face: "Your Majesty, aren't books just for people to read?" It's not that everyone's ladies can't be seen, the more precious the classics, the more widely they must be disseminated, so that the seeds of hope will be sown among the people. ”

"Hiss......" Emperor Yongming listened with sour teeth: "You can describe!" And still ...... Sowing seeds of hope? ”

"That's right, in fact, the minister has already planned to donate some good books to Confucianism in his hometown, so that the children in his hometown can study hard, and there will be a few more talents in the future."

Yongming couldn't refute her for a while when he heard this, so he thought for a while and asked, "Why do you have such an idea?" ”

"Your Majesty, you have also been to Liuhe, that place is not big, the land is not very fertile, and the people can only say that they are barely hungry, and they have to rely on God to reward food. There is no good way out for them to rely on agriculture alone, and even if they are in business, not everyone is suitable for this path. Only reading is the way out, not seeking high-ranking officials, but seeking to learn some skills, at least in the future, there is also the capital to settle down. ”

But after a few words, Wu Yan's eyes turned red first......