Section 30 The Great Heart (seeking a monthly ticket)
The situation in the study room was very strange. One old man and one young man placed six or seven seals in various arrangements, dipped them in ink pads and scribbled on the white paper. This situation lasted enough for a stick of incense. The old man
Then he asked Yun Ye: "Do you think it's feasible?"
"Of course it's possible. I don't know why those people have to carve the words on the wooden board. Could it be that they can't think of carving the words on the lead block or on the mud? I prefer mud. As long as it is carved, it can be burned in the kiln.
Well, there are only more than 9,000 Chinese characters in Shuowenjie. Two craftsmen can carve these characters in a month. We will carve seven or eight sets of all the characters for him, and then we will carve hundreds of commonly used characters for each one.
Ten. If you want to engrave in regular script, then engrave in regular script. If you want to engrave in cursive, then engrave in cursive. Whether you like Mrs. Wei or Wang Youjun, we can just spend a little money to engrave."
The old man was as happy as a child, waving his hands and saying: "In the future, we won't carve templates. A set of words can be used over and over again. Just rearrange the words. Haha, what's the point of arguing? As long as there are
Craftsman, it’s only a matter of time before we print as many books as possible. They will all be Yang editions, and those old people who compete with you for Yang editions will be embarrassed to death.”
He was not used to the Tang Dynasty people's habit of sitting up and walking. The old man didn't even eat, so he urged Yun Ye to go to the academy to find Mr. Yuan Zhang to carve words on the clay. He was the only one who could use Mr. Yuan Zhang as a craftsman.
Impatient to ride in the bullock cart, he got directly into the most comfortable carriage in the Yun family, leaving the old servant behind. The anxious old servant shouted loudly, asking the old man to wait.
As soon as the old man entered the academy, he immediately caused chaos in the academy. Both those who were in class and those who were not in class came out to salute the old man.
"Those who should teach should teach, and those who should write articles should write articles. Li Gang and Yuan Zhang will stay, and Li Shi will also stay. I heard that you can make clay figures. Go and give me twenty kilograms of clay first."
Li Shi asked clearly about his request without saying a word, and then went to get some live mud. Li Gang had a bitter look on his face and was about to come up to pay his respects when he was scolded by the old man: "You are so young, how can you be such a fool? You have not eaten all these years."
It's gone into the dog's belly. When it comes to printing books, all I can do is to be cunning and refuse. I can't even think of a good idea. Let me wipe my face and ask the child to deal with you later."
Li Gang lifted his snow-white beard and couldn't figure out why he had become a young man. However, it seemed that these words came from Yan Zhitui's mouth. As for the reason for being scolded, he had already figured it out.
He raised his hand and slapped Yun Ye on the back of the head. He refused to come to accompany the kidnapping yesterday, which aroused this boy's stingy problem. He didn't know what method he used to trick the old man into being happy, and brought him to the academy to harm him.
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Yun Ye covered his neck and said aggrievedly to Li Gang: "I wanted to tell you a new method of printing books yesterday, but you left without listening. Why are you blaming me again now?"
Li Gang looked at the old man who was talking to Mr. Yuan Zhang, and said in a low voice: "I was angry with the old man, and when I became angry, I naturally wanted to find a punch bag. Do you think Yuan Zhang is the right one, or you?"
Now that the old man was out, there was no need for Yun Ye to talk too much. Thinking that the old man hadn't eaten yet, he had to go to the kitchen to make him some softer food.
Diaohu rice is very good, soft and glutinous. A plate of tofu boxes, a pigeon stewed with ginseng, and a small plate of shepherd's purse. This was originally prepared for the old man today. Liu Jinbao quickly handed over the ingredients.
Sent over, including the stewed pigeon.
The speed of lifting the stone is very fast. People with martial arts skills can do everything quickly. A large piece of ready clay was moved over and a small wooden mold was made. Just fill it with clay and open it.
A regular rectangular parallelepiped.
Li Gang and Yuan Zhang finally understood the original intention of the old man to play with clay. Mr. Li Shi was an expert in playing with clay. He felt that the clay was a bit soft and immediately started working again. Several old men rushed to work in front of Yan Zhitui. It seemed that it was really
Became a young man.
Yun Ye brought the food over. The old man didn't want to leave the office, so he sat on a chair and waited for Mr. Yuan Zhang to carve a few characters and then take them to the kiln to burn them to see if they could succeed. It would be unsafe to see it with his own eyes.
Eternal merit.
Li Gang took the rice plate from Yun Ye's hand, brought it to the old man, and whispered: "You don't dare to lose your body, and you don't dare to say anything else. That boy's cooking skills are really good. You can eat some food first and have a rest."
After a while, I’ll leave the rest to Wan Sheng.”
The old man looked at Li Gang with distrust, but he was tempted by the food on the plate and reluctantly agreed to Li Gang's suggestion. He washed his hands and ate alone. Yun Ye waited on the side and put the tofu box into a small bowl for the old man.
Inside, the tofu box is wrapped with minced meat, and the outer skin is slightly yellow. Yun Ye lightly fry it in oil, and then steam it in a steamer to remove the heat. It is most suitable for the elderly to eat.
Yan Zhi's hands were shaking badly. He was too old to use chopsticks. Yun Ye specially prepared a spoon for him. He finally put the small tofu box into his mouth. The old man closed his eyes and savored it carefully.
After finishing the meal, he said: "It is indeed a delicacy in the world. It's a pity that I only have three teeth left, otherwise I would never let go of the other delicacies you made."
There was not much rice with Diaohu, just a small bowl. After the old man finished eating, he did not eat the pigeon meat. He slowly drank a bowl of pigeon soup and felt much better. He looked at the remaining vegetables and pigeons with regret and said to Yun
Ye said: "I have a lot of ambition but not enough energy. I used to like shepherd's purse and chicken legs the most. Since I lost all my teeth, I have no chance to eat these foods. I can only eat some minced meat and clear porridge. I sometimes
The days are running out, I can feel it."
Only then did Yun Ye realize that the reason for the old man's anxiety was not because of any eternal achievements, but because he was worried that he would not have the chance to see the emergence of movable type printing, so he was not willing to waste a moment.
His whole life he wanted to spread the Chinese culture to every Han people, and he worked hard for this all his life. Li Gang, Yuan Zhang, Li Shi, and most of the great Confucian scholars in the capital had almost received his teachings and were in the fire of their own lives.
When it is about to be extinguished, it is the best comfort for Yan Zitui, who loves books to the core, to see the emergence of such a magical technology as movable type printing, and to realize it with his own hands.
Mr. Yuan Zhang's hand paused for a moment before continuing to carve characters. There was a Shuowen Jiezi book in front of him. He carved quickly. By the time the sun turned to the west, he had already carved enough characters to write the first chapter of the Analects of Confucius.
Yan Zhitui checked them one by one to see if there were any errors. After checking, he watched with his own eyes as the words were sent to the academy's small kiln for firing. This took two hours.
The old man lay on the recliner and fell asleep. After all, he had been active for too long today and had too many activities. Yan Zishan and Yan Shigu came to the capital. After hearing Li Gang tell what happened, Yan Zishan cupped his fists and saluted Yun Ye.
As the son of Yan Zhitui, he knew that his father no longer cared whether he could live for two more days, he was only afraid that his time would be meaningless.
The fire in the kiln has stopped. Now we just need to wait for the temperature of the kiln to drop. Otherwise, the temperature will drop too fast and the clay characters will break. Several people were talking quietly in front of the kiln. Regarding the misunderstanding between Yan Zishan and Yun Ye,
At this time, with a slight smile, it disappeared without a trace.
Speaking of words, Yun Ye would not let go of Yan Zishan, a master of writing, and asked his students to go to the academy's library and take out two pieces of tortoise shell to open the eyes of those who were arguing about the history of Xia, Shang and Zhou.
Mr. Jinzhu is the most knowledgeable about Zhong Dingwen and has been saying that the earliest writing appeared in the Shang Dynasty, because the evidence in his hand proves this. He took the yellow squirrel to the legendary Yin Ruins last year and found nothing.
New evidence, so he doubted the legend of Cangjie's creation of characters. It was a relatively ignorant era, and the way of counting was still the oldest method of tying knots to record events. My family caught a pheasant today and tied a small pheasant on the rope.
Pimple, my family caught a wild boar the day before yesterday and tied a big knot on the rope. The day after tomorrow a group of people captured a deer and tied a medium-sized knot on the rope.
People of the Tang Dynasty have lived for so long that they can’t remember the past, let alone the ancients. In short, they are just confused. They can’t tie knots well. They accidentally tied a deer’s knot to make it big. It’s no different from a wild boar. If it’s the same
Tribes can fight well together, but if they fight with other tribes, it will be troublesome. The spoils will be unevenly divided, and wars will occur.
The student brought the tortoise shell and handed it to Yun Ye. Yan Zishan also stopped arguing with Mr. Jin Zhu and looked at the tortoise shell in Yun Ye's hand, wondering what he was doing with the medicinal materials.
"The scientific name of this medicinal material is dragon bone. The boy thought it was a tortoise shell used for divination in ancient times. One day, the boy accidentally discovered that there were some strange lines on the tortoise shell, and he wondered whether these lines could be from that era.
Text?"
Jin Zhu took the tortoise shell and carefully wrote several words on the ground according to the lines on it. After checking it four or five times to confirm that it was correct, Yan Zishan and the others came forward to study. Seven or eight people squatted on the ground with their heads raised to read.
Looking at these lines, their minds were turning over and over again, trying to find clues to confirm their own opinions.
Yan Zhidui, who was lying on the chair, raised the corners of his mouth, showed a smile, opened his eyes, and said to Yun Ye, "Is the stove cold?"
Everyone woke up from a dream. Mr. Li Shi carefully took out the clay characters from the stove with gloves and placed them on the table, waiting for the last remaining heat to dissipate.
Except for two or three mud characters that are cracked, the others are all in good condition, with clear and beautiful handwriting. All that remains is to fix these characters on the shelf and find the right ink. As long as this version is printed successfully, the larger ones can be printed later.
Made on a large scale.
In addition to the old man muttering a few words, he said that Yuan Zhang's handwriting was not as vigorous as in his middle age, and his ambition had been worn away by the comfortable life in these years. According to the old man, only an ascetic life is the correct attitude towards learning. (
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