Zhu Yuanzhang followed the lieutenant and Hanhan, plus Zhu Biao, Zhu Fan and the guards, all the way to the ancestral hall of the village.

Outsiders can't enter other people's halls, only the chief and Han Han go inside, and Han Han helps move a box out.

This box was brought from the Xiaqiu Village Shrine outside Chaoyang Gate when I came back, and where the person is, the box is there.

The box is full of various drawings drawn by Han Han, including the letters and inscriptions written by the former teacher.

This box plus the contents of the box, one hundred and fifty-six pounds, Han Han does not need to wear a pole or rope through the ring buckle, he directly carries it on his shoulders.

The chief had a roll of cloth under his arm, and he first spread the cloth on the cement floor outside, folded it back and forth with four layers, and then asked Hanhan to put the box.

The lieutenant took off a rope from his neck, and there was a key at the other end of the rope, and used the key to open the lock.

He carefully opened the box, and everyone smelled a scent, apparently to keep moths away.

There was a layer of satin on top, and the inner length lifted the satin to reveal what was underneath, and there was a large separate box in it.

He laboriously picked it up, put it on the mat next to the box, and opened the box, revealing bundles of paper, the best rice paper that did not rot easily than silk.

To describe this kind of rice paper, there is a saying: the ink rhyme is ever-changing, and the paper has a thousand years of life.

Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Biao and Zhu Fan naturally knew that this was the best paper in Xuancheng and that it was expensive.

"Your Majesty, wait a minute." The lieutenant turned around and ran into the hall again, and after a while, brought out a basin of water.

"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince, King Qin, Hanhan, wash your hands first." The chief handed over the soap and hand towel.

"Okay, wash your hands." Zhu Yuanzhang was not angry, he just felt uncomfortable with sweaty hands.

The five people washed their hands, and the chief took out a rolled paper and asked Hanhan, Zhu Biao, and Zhu Fan to show it to Zhu Yuanzhang with him.

Zhu Biao and Zhu Fan held two corners, looked at them together, and were stunned for a moment.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were obviously larger, and a map marked the names of places, mountains, and rivers and lakes appeared in front of him.

The boundaries of each state capital are marked, including where the passes are located.

He watched, suddenly stumbled, quickly adjusted his feet, squinted his eyes and took a deep breath, and after a while, opened it again and continued to look.

"Dad, this picture is good!" Zhu Fan said next to him.

Zhu Yuanzhang glared at him: "Let's still use you?" Ah! Whew~~Whew~~Whew~~This picture ......"

Zhu Yuanzhang never thought that one day he would be able to see such a map, and the maps of the previous dynasties were simply waste paper compared to the ones in front of him.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, but as soon as his finger touched the paper, he quickly retracted it: "Be careful, don't try too hard, don't break our drawing." ”

His two sons nodded, a little more relaxed, but fortunately the quality of the paper was good.

Now the paper used to draw maps is equally large and equivalent to silk and satin, and of course it cannot be compared with Shu brocade and Suzhou embroidery.

But now the things painted on the paper are much more valuable than Su embroidery and Shu brocade.

"Yichang, what are the small strips on it?"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the map and found that there were small strips on the top and left, the upper one was vertical, and the left one was horizontal.

"Your Majesty, that is the scale, the scale on this picture is one to five million, and the distance of one square on the map is equal to the actual distance of 500,000.

The distance of this block at the moment should actually be nearly ten miles, and there may be deviations, but I think ...... it."

"If we had this picture, we would have started a war...... Ah! ”

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't expect that this map not only marked the names of mountains, state capitals, counties, rivers and lakes, but also distances.

This is clearly for war, and I haven't seen it since I was a child, no, I've never heard of this kind of map.

How did you get the distance? It feels like painting high up in the sky against the ground.

Oh! This one grid is actually 500,000 squares long on the diagram.

Then there are two rulers, one on the top and one on the left, and you can know exactly where to which distance.

"How many provinces is this? Three, no, more than four, and it's ...... at the end" Zhu Yuanzhang looked at it and found it incomplete, just a little bit?

"Dad, there's still one in the box!" Zhu Fan spoke again.

"Yes, put it away, put it away first, light, don't break it."

Zhu Yuanzhang commanded everyone to re-roll this picture.

The reason why it is a roll is because I am afraid that the folded position will be worn, so the fold may be broken, and the words and lines may be worn out.

After a map is rolled, another roll is taken out and unfolded, and the layout is the same as the previous map, except that the name of the place and the river have changed.

Zhu Yuanzhang took a look: "Okay, put it in." That one...... It's long! Diagram of how many places are in the box. ”

"Your Majesty, there is a place where Daming is." The lieutenant replied.

"Both? The whole of the Ming Dynasty? Priceless wow! It's really priceless, let's put this in ......"

"Your Majesty, the original manuscript has to be placed in the ancestral hall of Xiaqiu Village, you find a master copying master to draw it, and you can't snatch the village away."

As soon as the chief saw that Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to take it away, he immediately became anxious, take this precious thing, how long does it take for Han Han to paint the next one?

As for saying that a certain one was accidentally destroyed, it was possible to let Han Han draw another one, and the picture was in Han Han's heart.

"Ugh!" Zhu Yuanzhang was stuck, he looked at the picture scroll in the box, went to look at the box again, took out a letter in the box, opened it and looked at it, and had an impression, but the words were different.

"Good words, the same as the words on the picture literacy! Hey? This is not a block letter, it is a line letter, this line is written beautifully, and the skills of the book are also very good.

Yes! These are the original pictures of the literacy of the picture, they actually took it to carve it and stained it, here, there is a black one.

We found out that the contents of this box are all treasures! All right! Let's find someone to copy and send the original picture back. ”

Zhu Yuanzhang took a look at the contents of the box and immediately knew what it was.

What was once written and drawn by a master, and if he couldn't draw it, he could only send the original manuscript, such as the open-hearth drawings for steelmaking, and those who could read and write.

If it is simple, the chief can draw it, and the chief can draw it himself, and put the original manuscript in a box and send it to the ancestral hall.

The lieutenant nodded again and again beside him, yes, these things in Xiaqiu Village are very precious.

"Zhu Lichang, I see that once a large number of people go out, you will bring this box, and I think that the hall with the box is the real hall?"

Zhu Biao has seen this box several times, and it has been moved around Xiaqiu Village, but this time it has all come out and moved the box to the village's ancestral hall.

There should be four ancestral halls in Xiaqiu Village, one is a place where lunch boxes are sold, and there are tablets.

One is outside the Donghua Gate, the other is outside the Chaoyang Gate, and finally it is naturally the original place, the ancestral hall here.

When the chief heard the prince's words, he shook his head slightly: "His Royal Highness the prince thinks badly, the real ancestral hall in Xiaqiu Village is the real ancestral hall, not where the box is located, but the real ancestral hall."

Xiaqiu Village does not look at the box, but looks at the people, and the ancestral hall where the village guards live is the real ancestral hall in Xiaqiu Village. ”

"Xiaqiu Village, the village guard, Hanhan! I, well! Hey, hey, hey! ”

Zhu Wentian interjected next to him, he hadn't spoken for a long time.

(End of chapter)