Chapter 113 There is a handsome and beautiful boy on the Yuelingtai
Chapter 113
Yang Guang also picked up a book and looked through it. At this time, both Yang Guang and Queen Xiao noticed that these were extremely beautifully made.
The content is extremely rich, which makes him very happy and pleasing to the eye.
There is no difference at all between the handwriting and strokes in the same position.
"Block printing..." Yang Guang's eyes fell on the rice paper covered with patterns at the bottom after taking out the book.
Above, a few drawings are used to briefly and clearly explain the concept and concept of woodblock printing.
Of course, it is also indispensable to elaborate on the role that the emergence of woodblock printing played in the inheritance of literature and culture in the Sui Dynasty.
Naturally, it is also indispensable to praise the two emperors of the Sui Dynasty for attaching great importance to and creating unprecedented imperial examinations.
As the master who created the prosperous age of the Sui Dynasty, Yang Guang saw the moment when he saw woodblock printing and those sample books.
We already understand what kind of waves the emergence of this technology will cause in the Sui Dynasty.
Even now on Yuelingtai Mountain, Yang Guang can imagine that once such high-quality and low-cost technology is implemented.
Scholars all over the world shed tears of gratitude, and all people praise him. Even in the annals of history, he will leave a mark in history.
"God bless me, Sui Dynasty..." Yang Guang wiped his face, which was a little red with excitement, and muttered in a low voice.
"Li Qing, didn't you say there are three thousand volumes?" Yang Guang tried his best not to appear embarrassed.
Li Yuan noticed the change in Yang Guang's expression and was secretly happy in his heart, but his face was still respectful.
"Yang Qian and Zheng Shanyuan are waiting at the foot of the mountain with three thousand volumes of "Collection of Emperor's Poems and Fu".
"Here comes, no, Han Qing's family..." Yang Guang's eyes turned and fell on Han Shi'er who was not far away from him.
Han Shi'e, who was standing with a sword in heavy Mingguang armor, was stunned for a moment and quickly strode out. "Your Majesty, I am here!"
Yang Guang stroked his thick beard and said with a cheerful expression.
"Go and call your nephew to come up the mountain. How can we miss such a talented young man like him on this Double Ninth Festival?"
"Nuo, I'll go right away." Han Shi'e was overjoyed, turned around and walked quickly down the mountain.
"Come, take it and distribute it to all the Qing family members. Take a good look at the gifts presented by Yang Qing, haha..."
The hearty and joyful laughter of Emperor Yang Guang even drowned out the melodious music.
It fell into the ears of many ministers, but it made many ministers blush.
"Collection of Emperor's Poems and Fu", haha... Such flattery.
It is almost the same as the song "Original Dragon Boat Reciting Guizi on the Moonlit Night" that was recited that day at Zhukou, Bancheng.
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Yang Qian and Zheng Shanyuan were at the foot of the mountain, accompanied by several personal followers left by Li Yuan.
Sipping on the melon and fruit wine, you look around at the autumn scenery in the south of the Yangtze River and the vast river.
We chatted word by word, worrying about the process and results of submitting the "Collection of Poems and Fuses of the Emperor" and the engraving and printing process.
Not only them, but Li Yuan's personal followers who stayed behind were also anxious, whispering to each other.
"Your Majesty, they have been up there for more than an hour, why are there still no news..."
"Who knows, no one can be sure of His Majesty's temperament..."
"Hey, look over there, that's...that's General Han..."
Yang Qian raised his head and saw his old uncle Han Shi'er, who had a fleshy face and a body as strong as an iron tower, walking quickly towards this side.
"Uncle, why are you here? Hey! Hey! Hey!!!..." Yang Qian just stood up and didn't have time to salute.
The old uncle Han Shi'er, who was as strong as a human bear, crossed his arms directly. At this moment, Yang Qian felt that he was really floating...
“!!!!!”
A group of Tang Guogong's personal entourage, as well as the old and solemn Zheng Shanyuan, were all frightened to death.
The simple and rough version of Li Gao Gao appears again, holy shit!!!
The next moment, Yang Qian was in shock, his forehead was pounding with veins, and he looked at his uncle who was standing in front of him and laughing wildly.
"Uncle, can you please stop making trouble!..."
"Hahaha, it's my uncle's fault, I'm so happy." Han Shi'er's face full of sinister expressions could not express kindness.
"As expected of my little nephew, this brain is simply not human, it's too smart."
Yang Qian was completely stunned, looking at his uncle who was smiling wildly and wildly. "...Uncle, are you praising someone or scolding someone?"
Han Shi'er was delighted. "Of course I praise you, this... this is Brother Zheng Xian, right?"
I have a close relationship with your brother, but you seem to be more polite than your eldest brother."
"I have met General Han. Zheng, well, he is just a weak scholar, not comparable to my brother." Zheng Shanyuan's face was sweating.
I'm afraid that the infinitely powerful General Han will give me a lift. How can I be so shameless when I'm decades older?
Han Shi'e laughed loudly and returned the salute, then solemnly gave the order.
"His Majesty ordered you to go up the mountain quickly. Where are the three thousand volumes of "Collection of Poems and Prosodes of the Emperor" that made Your Majesty smile? Let's go up the mountain together."
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The emperor had an edict, and Yang Qian and others naturally did not dare to neglect it, and quickly followed Han Shi'e up Yuelingtai Mountain.
Behind him, there was a group of strong soldiers from the imperial army, carrying several large wooden boxes filled with "Collection of Poems and Fuses of the Emperor".
At this moment, the white clouds in the sky began to fade into haze, and dusk was getting closer and closer.
Unlike the emperor Yang Guang and others who walked slowly to admire the scenery, Yang Qian followed Han Shi'er and worked hard to climb the mountain.
It took more than a quarter of an hour to hear the sound of silk and bamboo, singing and dancing.
Misty in the mountain wind, reaching the ears.
Looking up, I saw the edge of the high platform in the distance, with flags flying, and countless Sui armored soldiers standing on the edge of the high platform.
Yang Qian glanced at Zheng Shanyuan who was sweating profusely next to him, and his attention was immersed in consciousness, well...
The system dad has not shown much performance for the time being, but I think he will adapt to changes.
I just hope that the system dad will not cause trouble by then.
After all, he was a great Sui Dynasty talent, so he really couldn't do anything too shameful.
As he stepped onto the platform, his eyes suddenly opened up, and Yang Qian straightened his clothes.
He held up the hair crown on his head and strode proudly towards the feast of singing and dancing.
"Sister, look, Brother Yang is here."
Luban Li, who had been looking around curiously, spotted Yang Qian almost immediately and pulled at Li Xiuning beside him.
"I know." Li Xiuning responded with two words calmly and straightened her spine.
Li Xiuning's eyes were slightly squinted, and one could examine the tiny bits of it from a close distance, while looking at the almond-shaped eyes of hundreds of mosquitoes and flies from a distance.
Yang Qian faced the leisurely river breeze and strode towards this side.
The ribbons that bound his hair crown flew up, and the setting sun shining from the side cast a faint golden glow on his young and handsome face.
The wide sleeves and skirt of the robe are billowing in the wind, and the whole person almost wants to ride away in the wind, fluttering like a fairy.
At this moment, many of the older officials who subconsciously turned their heads and looked over had a thought in their hearts.
How wonderful it would be if such a handsome, well-educated young man were his own child...
ps: Thanks to book friend Maple Leaf (Ding Ding) for the reward, and every book friend for their recommendation and collection support. I am grateful, thank you, and continue to work hard to write good works.