In this era, let alone movable type printing, there was no woodblock printing. Li Xingchen remembered clearly that the junior high school history textbook said that the "Diamond Sutra" in 868 was the earliest existing woodblock printing. In fact, the wars in the Southern and Northern Dynasties also caused
The spread of culture has become insignificant, and even the large-scale application of paper has to wait until the Sui and Tang Dynasties. Now Li Xingchen has checked many documents in the imperial library and found that they were still written on bamboo slips. Therefore, the spread of books now mainly relies on handwriting and printing.
It's a question that no one has thought about.
But without printing, it would be impossible to produce a large number of copies of the newspaper in a short period of time.
Regarding this problem, Li Xingchen could only take a two-pronged approach. Anyway, there are currently few people in the palace, so he first removed some of the maids and chamberlains to assist in copying - you must know that the requirements for selecting people in the palace are still very high, and there will be special training. Most of them
The palace people still have some level of education.
The next step is of course that Li Xingchen is going to discuss with Wu Ping, Minister of Industry, about printing. In the final analysis, woodblock printing and movable type printing are not difficult to understand. It’s just that no one has paid attention to this issue before. And as Li Xingchen early
With the continuous implementation of streamlined production, it is not difficult to produce typefaces.
Since Li Xingchen has guaranteed that he will solve the issue of shares, Mr. Jiang has nothing to worry about.
"Your Majesty, the captain wants to see you." Yuan Dashe walked over quickly.
"The captain has finally arrived." Li Xingchen stood up immediately and laughed, "Let's go out to greet him."
As soon as Mr. Jiang held up his hand, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face. Li Xingchen understood immediately and said with a smile: "The Qing family should step aside first."
Mr. Jiang suddenly felt like he had been granted amnesty. He and Xiao Mohe didn't deal with each other very well. It could even be said that Xiao Mohe didn't kill him when they met because he was doing it to save Li Xinchen's face.
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Xiao Mohe strode into the palace city. He looked at Yuan Dashe who was leading the way, and then looked at the long-lost splendor around him. He felt a little dazed for a moment.
When was the last time he entered the palace? It seemed that it was already time to lead the army to attack Jiangling, right?
At that time, this place was still Nanchen, and the person sitting on the throne was still Chen Xu, who aspired to the world.
But in just a few years, time passed and everything turned upside down. Chen Xu, who once aspired to the world, changed. Nan Chen, who once dominated the south, disappeared, and those who sat on the throne were his former subordinates.
It sounds a little funny.
In an instant, Xiao Mohe thought of Li Xingchen, who was arguing in Jiangling and demanding to lead the army into Shu. At that time, he should have already thought about the way to go next, right?
I wonder if everything would have been different if I had stopped him resolutely?
But having said that, golden scales are just things in a pond, they turn into dragons when encountering storms. With Li Xingchen's ambition, even if he stopped him at that time, he would never be able to give him a chance again.
There is no endless regret medicine in this world.
"Lieutenant?" Yuan Dashe looked at Xiao Mohe in a daze and subconsciously slowed down.
Xiao Mohe responded hurriedly: "It's okay, let's go quickly."
A rather thin middle-aged man happened to appear in front of him, and Xiao Mohe's eyes suddenly fell on him. The middle-aged man raised his head and glanced at Xiao Mohe. After hurriedly saluting, he quickened his steps, or even ran away.
More appropriate.
Xiao Mohe frowned, but he didn't say anything after all, because he saw the young man, or the current Holy Emperor, who was already standing on the steps waiting for him.
Xiao Mohe took a deep breath and climbed up the stairs, but when he reached one step short of the platform, he knelt down on one knee:
"Your Majesty, Xiao Maha, is here to see you."
Li Xingchen stretched out his hand to help Xiao Mohe up: "Please get up, Taiwei. It's my great fortune that the Taiwei can come."
"Your Majesty loves you so much, I feel guilty." Xiao Mohe closed his eyes. In fact, he felt more guilty for the soldiers who died in battle because of his stubbornness. That Jiangling City should not be their burial place.
place.
"The world is still big, and I can rely on the Taiwei a lot." Li Xingchen said with a smile, "Come, I have been waiting for the Taiwei for a long time!"
Xiao Mohe nodded slightly, but then said: "Your Majesty, I just passed by someone. That person... I am a military commander. Logically speaking, I should not interfere in government affairs, but I still have to say something,
Your Majesty should be careful about your close and virtuous ministers and your distant villains."
"Villain..." Li Xinchen's eyes subconsciously extended outwards. Mr. Jiang ran really fast. He could no longer see his figure. Li Xinchen immediately smiled and said, "This villain is not the same."
It's useless, don't worry, Lieutenant. This villain is certainly terrible when dealing with his own people, but if they can be allowed to use their thoughts on other things, maybe it's not a bad thing."
Xiao Mohe was startled for a moment, seeing how confident Li Xinchen was, and since none of the civil servants like King Gu Ye expressed any opinions on this, it would be inconvenient for him, a general, to talk. What's more, the newspaper supervisor in charge of Mr. Jiang is Xiao Mohe.
It didn’t seem like an important position, so I immediately forgot about it:
"Your Majesty, the Lingnan war report minister has already seen it at the Taiwei Mansion."
"That's good. Now that Wang Gui in the north has no time to look south, what I'm most worried about is Lingnan." Li Xingchen said in a deep voice, "Lingnan is the place where the Chen people thrive. If it cannot be pacified for a long time, it may cause unforeseen consequences."
Xiao Mohe nodded slightly: "I am also worried about this, so I think we should continue to increase our troops and fight for a quick victory."
"More troops..." Li Xingchen sighed. It is not that the Han Dynasty did not have troops, but it was not easy to launch such a comprehensive war just after the founding of the country. Not to mention that the two guys in the north also felt the crisis and had unanimously agreed.
With the truce, who can ensure that they will not join forces directly, even if they have a tacit agreement to attack the Han Dynasty from two directions?
Therefore, Li Xingchen had an army in his hands, but he did not dare to move rashly.
"Your Majesty, it is really not advisable for the naval and land armies to move lightly now," Xiao Mohe said carefully. He could certainly imagine what Li Xingchen understood. After all, the Han Dynasty only attacked Lingnan to clear the rear, and the real enemy was still in the north. "But
It does not mean that His Majesty has no more troops to mobilize."
Li Xingchen was startled for a moment, and suddenly understood. Indeed, Li Xingchen also had Baipao and Yulinqi in his hands. Although these two troops were not large in number, they were all excellent scouts and elites. If they were sent to the battlefield
, even if you talk less, you can get one against five.
After all, what Xiao Mohe is best at is rushing in with light troops and blooming in the middle, so it is not surprising that he can think of this.
"There is no other way now," Li Xingchen said in a deep voice, "Deploy five hundred Yulin cavalry and three hundred bodyguards, and twenty men in white robes to go south."
"It's better for the bodyguards to stop moving, Your Majesty!" Xiao Mohe raised his head. (To be continued)