Time passed day by day, and September was getting closer and closer. At this time, Wang Can was not in a hurry to send troops, because the army was still resting and recruiting soldiers.
Everything in Langya Kingdom is becoming more and more stable.
Wang Can's life in the army was quite relaxed. He practiced martial arts and read books, and time passed by so quickly.
Liu Xuan's military training gradually became more formal.
Wang Can also paid attention to Liu Xuan.
When this boy first entered the military camp, he was quite arrogant. He did not unite the soldiers and did not have good relations with other people. He even disliked the soldiers in the army, which led to him being isolated.
He even had to be dealt with by soldiers in the army.
It was said that he was going to deal with it, but Liu Xuan didn't even know who was going to deal with him. The reason was very simple. The other party had to wait for him to fall asleep after dark to deal with him. He didn't even know. After all, after training during the day, people
He was so exhausted that at night, Liu Xuan lay down on the couch and fell asleep, even after being beaten, he looked like a dead pig.
After being taught a lesson, Liu Xuan gradually changed.
The dandy thoughts in his body were like scum, being hammered out bit by bit by the army.
In the end, Liu Xuan also got used to the drills in the army.
Hardworking!
Can eat!
This is Liu Xuan today.
His thoughts also gradually changed.
He is no longer the playboy he used to be.
Liu Xuan like this, when he returned to Langya Palace during his vacation, Liu Xi saw that his son was getting stronger and stronger, but he was so happy in his heart that he burst into tears and shouted for the blessing of his ancestors.
Liu Xi did not ask Liu Xuan to be rich and powerful, nor did he ask Liu Xuan to achieve great achievements.
All he wanted was for Liu Xuan to know honor and disgrace and suffering.
This is his simplest request.
Liu Xuan's change was extremely crucial to Liu Xi, and even worried him. But for Wang Can, it was not worth mentioning, because Wang Can could not pay attention to Liu Xuan every day.
On this day, in the military camp.
Chinese army tent.
Mi Zhu came to the camp, with a look of joy on his face, and reported: "My lord, just now news came from the Mi family's craftsman's workshop. It's done, the paper has been made."
Previously, Wang Can gave the papermaking process to Mi Zhu and asked the Mi family's craftsmen to develop it.
Now, it's finally done.
Wang Can said: "Where is the finished product?"
Mi Zhu reached deep into his sleeves and took out a stack of white, thick, smooth and clean paper. He handed it to Wang Can and said, "My lord, this is the finished product. The paper made of bamboo is really good."
Great. With bamboo paper like this, all the scholars in the world will be blessed. And my lord will have a stable source of wealth."
Wang Can rubbed it and nodded: "It is indeed good. With such bamboo paper, it can change the lives of countless people. However, this bamboo paper is still slightly insufficient. You have to urge the craftsmen again and work hard to improve it so that the bamboo paper produced can
better."
"Here!"
Mi Zhu bowed her hands and accepted.
After a pause, Mi Zhu said: "This bamboo paper has been made, but I don't know what paper should be named? The earliest paper was Cai Lun paper, and now there is Zuo Bo paper, so today's bamboo paper should still have a suitable name.
name."
Wang Can smiled and said: "Let's name it rice paper. Xuan. Let's spread the word. Rice paper hopes that this paper will become popular all over the world as soon as possible so that countless scholars can afford it."
"My lord is wise!"
Mi Zhu nodded in approval.
Wang Can continued: "After rice paper is manufactured, it cannot be priced as expensive as Zuobo paper. Zuobo paper is not easy to produce, but our rice paper, both the raw material bamboo and the entire production process, are quite cheap.
.So when selling rice paper, the price cannot be high.”
Mi Zhu said: "Lord, don't worry, I understand my humble position."
Wang Can said: "As long as you understand!"
Mi Zhu changed the topic and said: "My lord, there is another piece of news. I don't know whether to tell it or not."
Wang Can said: "But it doesn't matter!"
Mi Zhu replied: "I learned that after the Langya Kingdom was stabilized, Zheng Xuan, a great scholar from Qingzhou, came to live in seclusion in the Langya Kingdom. If the lord can establish a relationship with Zheng Xuan, it will definitely be of great benefit to the lord."
Zheng Xuan?
Wang Can's eyes narrowed.
This is a true great scholar.
Zheng Xuan can be said to be the master of classics since the end of the Han Dynasty. All the scholars in the world must obey Zheng Xuan. Even Cai Yong, Kong Rong and others are far inferior to Zheng Xuan.
It can be said that with the existence of Zheng Xuan, Confucian classics in the late Han Dynasty achieved a brief unification.
Everyone respected Zheng Xuan's classics.
Wang Can is aware of Zheng Xuan's influence. But he also knows that it is not easy to persuade Zheng Xuan to become an official.
Because Zheng Xuan has always been a hermit.
He would rather live in seclusion and write books than serve as an official.
Wang Can asked: "Where is Zheng Xuan living in seclusion now?"
Mi Zhu replied: "Reporting to my lord, the place where Zheng Xuan lives in seclusion is fifteen miles northwest of Kaiyang County."
Wang Can said: "Now that you know, you should go and visit. Even if you can't ask Zheng Xuan to serve as an official, you must let Zheng Xuan live in Kaiyang County permanently. With Zheng Xuan here, the reputation of Langya Kingdom will spread and it can attract countless scholars."
Mi Zhu said: "My lord is wise!"
After a pause, Mi Zhu said: "I have prepared a gift for my lord. My lord can just go and visit directly with the gift."
Wang Can asked: "What kind of gifts are they?"
Mi Zhu said: "I have prepared some bacon, some grain, and a small amount of money."
Wang Can shook his head and said: "It doesn't have to be like this. Just take away the bacon, food and money and bring a pile of rice paper."
"ah!"
Mi Zhu exclaimed.
He was a little surprised and said: "My lord, although rice paper has just been made, it is indeed rare. But just giving rice paper is too thin. After all, the other party is Zheng Xuan, a world-famous Confucian."
Wang Can said: "Xuan paper alone is enough for a great Confucian like Zheng Xuan. He regards money as dung. If he does not work or seek official positions, it is meaningless to give him money. As for supplies, we will give them regularly in the future."
Mi Zhu said: "My lord is wise!"
Immediately, Mi Zhu left the Chinese army's tent and had someone bring a stack of rice paper.
Wang Can took the rice paper, left the military camp, and went to where Zheng Xuan lived.
Along the way, Wang Can drove his horse forward.
He was fast and within a short time, he arrived at the valley where Zheng Xuan lived in seclusion.
This place is backed by mountains and water, with flat terrain and pleasant scenery. The place where Zheng Xuan lives is at the foot of a mountain, with mountains and forests behind it and a mighty lake in front. It can be said that the scenery is beautiful.
It's almost September now, and the autumn air is crisp.
The weather has lost the heat of June and July and has become cooler.
Being among the mountains and rivers is even more joyful.
Wang Can also admired that Zheng Xuan knew how to choose the time. This is a good location. When Wang Can got closer, he could clearly see that there were people farming near the house. These farming people were not traditional farmers. Go, a rather bookish Confucian scholar.
This is what scholars are doing.
Wang Can's mind changed and he realized that these people were most likely Zheng Xuan's disciples.
After all, the disciples of the great scholar Zheng Xuan also lived in seclusion.
Wang Can walked not far and came outside the house. He went up and knocked on the door. After a while, the door opened and a young man opened the door and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Wang Can said: "Please inform Duke Kang Cheng that Wang Can is here to visit."
Zheng Xuan, since Kangcheng.
Wang Can came to visit Zheng Xuan, lowered his attitude, and addressed Zheng Xuan as Duke Kang Cheng. This was a sign of respect for Zheng Xuan.
"Please wait a moment!"
When the young man heard Wang Can's name, he was slightly surprised and quickly turned around and entered.
The young man returned to the yard and came to the study. He saw Zheng Xuan who was trimming the bamboo slips little by little using a carving knife. Today, Zheng Xuan is a man who has just turned sixty. His hair and beard are all white, but his energy is very good. He himself Trim the bamboo slips and prepare to write articles on them.
"teacher!"
The young man came to Zheng Xuan and bowed.
Zheng Xuandao: "Gongyou, what can I do?"
The young man's name was Sun Qian, whose courtesy name was Gongyou. He was a native of Beihai, and came from the same county as Zheng Xuan. He had been following Zheng Xuan since early on, and he was also a disciple whom Zheng Xuan relied on very much.
Sun Qian replied: "Reporting to the teacher, Wang Can is asking for an audience outside the house."
"please!"
Zheng Xuan nodded and gave instructions.
Due to Zheng Xuan's nature, he was unwilling to serve as an official. However, Zheng Xuan knew that he was living in Kaiyang County to avoid the war, so he could not avoid these false reputations and could not avoid Wang Can.
After all, Wang Can is the actual controller of Langya Kingdom.
Sun Qian went to inform him, and after a while, Sun Qian led Wang Can in. Wang Can saw Zheng Xuan, smiled and said, "Junior Wang Can, I have met Mr. Kang Chenggong."
Zheng Xuan stood up and returned the greeting, saying: "Your Majesty, Mr. Wang, has become an old man. Mr. Wang, please take a seat quickly."
Although Zheng Xuan is not an official, it may not be because he does not understand the ways of the world. He has lived for most of his life, and most of his body has been buried. He knows very well not to offend Wang Can.
Wang Can ordered: "Come here!"
Immediately, the accompanying soldiers came in, brought in a pile of rice paper, and placed it on Zheng Xuan's desk. Although the rice paper had been cut, it was wrapped in silk, so it couldn't be seen.
Zheng Xuan was preconceived and thought it was a common courtesy, and said directly: "Master Wang, I am a hermit. I can be self-sufficient in food and clothing. I don't need any money or valuables. I appreciate Master Wang's kindness."
Wang Can smiled and said: "Kang Chenggong, please open it and take a look first."
Zheng Xuan heard the words and opened the silk as instructed.
After the silk knot was opened, Zheng Xuan suddenly opened his eyes wide, with an incredible look on his face.
Paper!
This is a stack of paper!
As a person who often writes articles, Zheng Xuan has also used paper, but most of the time, it was used for drafting. Because the paper he encountered was difficult to preserve, easily soaked with ink, and the color was not good-looking.
The pile of paper in front of you is extremely white, especially when you touch it. It has a mellow texture, silky but not thin, it is especially white and shiny, and feels very comfortable to the touch.
This paper is good!
Zheng Xuan is a knowledgeable person, and he immediately made a decision in his heart.
He looked up at Wang Can, and suddenly there was deep curiosity in his deep eyes. (To be continued)