Li Shimin didn't know what Li Yifu was thinking at this time. If he knew, he would vomit blood.
It’s okay for Wang Zi’an, a rich bitch, to despise me. You, a pauper who is so poor that you don’t even have a place to live, can you despise me?
Wang Zi'an looked around at Xue Rengui, Wang Xuance, Xi Junmai and others.
"How many of you think so too?"
Xue Rengui and Xi Junmai were silent, while Wang Xuance said seriously.
"I don't think it's that simple..."
Wang Zi'an nodded to him with encouragement.
This was a legendary hero who would destroy an entire country by one man in the future. He wanted to know what this man's vision was.
"I think His Majesty is wise and wise, and my Master is also a scholar and a man of wisdom like the sea. He would never make such a simple mistake. Therefore, I think this move must have a profound meaning..."
Wang Zi’an:……
Ah, this——
Wang Xuance, Wang Xuance, I thought you were a tough guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but I never thought you turned out to be such Wang Xuance. How can a dignified seven-foot-tall man, a manly husband, be able to imitate others by flattering others, flattering others, and making clever words?
Come on, keep going, don't stop!
Seeing this senior brother with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a heroic look on his face, everyone in Li Yi Mansion was dumbfounded.
This guy looks like he has an upright look on his face, and I wouldn’t expect him to be more flattering than me——
Danger!
"Senior brother, it's really nice of you!"
Li Yifu followed resolutely without hesitation.
When it comes to pleasing my husband, I, Li Yifu, have never been weaker than others.
Seeing his master smiling and nodding, his eyes were soft and full of encouragement.
It was as if Wang Xuance had opened up the two channels of Ren and Du. He instantly became energetic and his mind became more flexible.
"So, my disciple boldly speculates that this must be a deliberate move by His Majesty and Master. Then why did Your Majesty and Master take the opportunity to spread this printing technology? It must be that there must be a more lofty plan to obtain more long-term and huge benefits... …”
When Wang Xuance said this, Ma Zhou and Li Yifu couldn't help but their eyes lit up, looking thoughtful.
"And for the king of a country, what other benefit is more important and more long-term than solving the emptiness of the national treasury..."
Hearing this, Ma Zhou couldn't help but his eyes lit up. An idea flashed through his mind. He slapped his thigh suddenly and blurted it out.
"Long-term peace and stability!"
Having said this, he couldn't help but stand up.
"Education in the world is controlled by teachers and books. Nowadays, books are expensive and hard to find. How many scholars from poor families want to read a book but can't get it! I remember at the beginning, I asked everywhere for study, and the starry night Copying, but with this printing technology, this is not the case. Once major bookstores have this printing technology, the price of books will inevitably drop. Sooner or later, it will be like the Tang Dynasty Evening News, and ordinary people can afford it. .”
Ma Zhou was pacing back and forth like a revolving door, his dark and thin cheeks turning red with excitement.
"In this way, there are many books in the world and the prices are low. People like me and Yifu who live in poverty and want scholars may be able to get the opportunity to study. If there are many readers, talents will emerge in the world in an endless stream. If talents in the world emerge in an endless stream, the court will There will no longer be worries about a shortage of talents. When the time comes, there will be an abundance of talents in the court, and Your Majesty is wise, so why worry about the long-term peace and order in the world!"
At this point, Ma Zhou suddenly stopped and bowed his head to Prince An to the end.
"Your Majesty has a far-sighted and far-sighted vision, which is admirable and admirable. However, for the common people of the world, Mr. Ma regarded fame and fortune as floating clouds and secretly unleashed the feat of printing. This feat is even more laudable. It is no exaggeration to compare it to the saints of ancient times! His student Ma Zhou Dynasty was able to achieve great results all over the world. Poor scholar who has read cheap books, thank you sir for your great kindness——"
Ah, this——
is that so?
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Can I tell you, in fact, I just feel that it is just for the convenience of studying?
Although I had people write several books, including "The Heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties", "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and "Journey to the West", which seemed very lively and popular, and very popular with everyone, in fact, only I You know, when you read it yourself, the meaning is much different.
They are all books that I have read before. What’s the point of reading them three times and four times?
When reading, of course the fresher the better!
After being baptized by the era of overwhelming information in his previous life, he understood a basic truth: standing alone is not spring.
Only by getting everyone involved can you have an endless supply of good books to read.
The few books I have written are, at best, a demonstration. This is an era of elite education. He believes that with the level of scholars in this era, he only needs to give them a start, open a window for them, let them know that they can still write like this, let them know that writing It turns out that you can win great reputation and receive generous rewards, and naturally a large number of excellent works will follow.
When the time comes, are you still worried about running out of books to study?
What's the point of entertaining yourself alone?
Do you really think you like being a porter of nature?
No, I just want to lie on the beautiful lap of nature and enjoy the scenery——
Ancient saint, the hat given by Wang Xuance was a bit big. Wang Zi'an felt that for such an honest and handsome young man, he should not be ashamed of receiving such a title.
So, he coughed dryly and waved his hands seriously.
"No, no, don't talk nonsense. I just like to read story books. There are more people reading and writing books. Don't I have something to read for fun now?"
As soon as these words came out, even Yun Danfengqing, who didn't like to pick fights, could hardly stand it anymore.
"Master Hou, who among the scholars in the world can write stories as good as Master Hou?"
"Sir, the students know that you are upright and upright, like to keep a low profile and don't want to be tainted with this worldly fame and fortune, but the reason you are looking for is really true, it is really childish -"
Ma Zhou couldn't laugh or cry.
Are you taking us for fools——
Wang Zi’an:……
What about trust in the world!
Why is it so hard for me to tell the truth now...
Wang Zi'an shook his head helplessly.
"Stop it, don't say this nonsense-"
But he was secretly thinking that after the spring, the papermaking workshop he bought must be expanded in scale. Well, he could also annex a few more by the way.
If you want to print books, just print them, and I will provide you with paper.
We are so considerate and understanding!
The night was getting darker and heavier. After all, Yun Xuzi was old and had no energy to keep vigil. He stood up to say goodbye. With the support of Qing Xuanzi, he went back to rest. Xue Rengui still wanted to stay here, but Wang Zian also sent him away.
It’s the Chinese New Year. If you don’t watch over your pregnant wife, why are you spending so much time with me?
It was probably the first time that Wu Zetian's little girl was celebrating the New Year outside. She behaved very quietly, like a well-behaved kitten. She stayed by Wang Zi'an's side and was unwilling to move.
The four bachelors Wang Xuance, Xi Junmai, Ma Zhou and Li Yifu were living a free and easy life, sitting in the living room, drinking wine and chatting, waiting for midnight to arrive.
Finally, the melodious sound of bells came from the top of Chang'an City, and the watchman in the distance also rang the call of "天干物 dry, be careful of the fire candle".
The crackling sound of firecrackers sounded again, and the smell of burning firecrackers filled the air.
The third year of Zhenguan is finally here!
Looking at the four huge hot air balloons rising on time in his yard, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and reveal a smile.
I ask you whether you are touched or surprised by this gift!
Girls of the Tang Dynasty, please enjoy this romance from a thousand years later——
He enjoyed it for a while and then returned to his room happily.
But before returning to his room, he suddenly felt that he had forgotten something, but what was it?
After thinking about it for a while, he forgot about it and then forgot about it.
We have such a free and easy temper, we don’t get entangled!
When he returned to the living room, he found that Wu Zetian had curled up on the seat and fell asleep. He couldn't help but smile and shook his head. He walked over and gently picked up the little girl. Perhaps the move was too big and she woke up. Little girl.
She opened her eyes in a daze and found that she was huddled in her master's arms, so she fell asleep again. Wang Zi'an didn't notice that the little girl's slightly frowned brows gradually relaxed, and a trace of satisfaction hung on the corner of her mouth. smile.
Wang Zi'an carefully placed Wu Zetian on the couch at the side of the living room, then pulled a quilt and carefully covered the little girl.
The amount of cotton I got from Li Shimin was actually not much, so I made a military coat, and the rest I asked him to make a few quilts for myself.
Although I own exquisite Western Region blankets, Mobei furs, and Sichuan brocades, I still like to cover myself with a quilt when sleeping.
I am used to living in poverty, and I like the feeling of being wrapped in quilts.
Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he turned around and continued vigil.
You can't play mahjong, but you can play cards.
"Will you fight against the emperor?"
Wang Zi'an took out four pokers and was very interested.
Fight against the royal family?
Wang Xuance, Xi Junmai, Ma Zhou, and Li Yifu all shook their heads, and the prince felt relieved when he settled down.
I knew you wouldn't.
"Okay then, let's fight the royalists!"
The prince became interested as he settled down.
He immediately called on a few people to start playing cards.
As usual, Miss Su Su moved a small stool, snuggled next to him, and held her chin up to watch.
…
While Wang Zi'an and Wang Xuance were happily defending the emperor, many people in Chang'an City who were also watching the New Year's Eve inadvertently looked up and suddenly opened their mouths in surprise and exclaimed.
In the direction of Chang'an Houfu, four grand fireballs suddenly slowly rose in the sky. The fierce flames flashed high in the sky. Under the firelight, rows of gleaming large characters appeared out of thin air.
Out of curiosity, many people read them together and found that the first two were exactly the same as the couplets called Spring Festival couplets that they bought on New Year's Eve.
One is:
As time goes by, people live longer, and spring fills the universe with blessings.
One is:
The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth like Tusu.
These two Spring Festival couplets floated out of thin air, their fluorescence shimmering and lingering for a long time. This situation cannot be explained by common sense.
The flashing flames were okay, after all, I had seen the huge hot air balloon that suddenly rose a few days ago, but what about the rows of big characters with shining green light in the sky?
I'm afraid it can only be explained by the blessings from heaven!
Some high-ranking officials and dignitaries who had read books were better off, but they were just confused and confused. Some ordinary people had already knelt down and kowtowed to the Spring Festival couplets that had just been pasted on the door frames of their homes.
These Spring Festival couplets are so worth buying. This is a blessing from Heavenly Official!
good sign--
The first two couplets are easy to explain, but what is the mystery behind the rows of big characters hanging under the two huge pairs of flames?
Could it be that God wants to convey some great meaning?
After careful analysis, they seem to be two exquisite little poems.
One on the left.
"The clouds think of my clothes, the flowers think of my face, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick. If I hadn't seen you on the top of a jade mountain, I would have met you at Yaotai under the moon."
The font is light and handsome, with a natural charm.
But what exactly is this font?
Speaking of which, the nightlife in Datang is really lacking.
At night, apart from the stars in the sky, there are only scattered lights. Apart from that, it is dark everywhere. But it is precisely because of this that the wonders above Chang'an Houfu are so attractive. Pay attention, it’s impossible not to notice.
"Ling Fei Sutra in small regular script——"
Listening to his granddaughter's inquiry, Kong Yingda subconsciously replied.
As soon as he finished speaking, he reacted and looked a little embarrassed. He took the opportunity to drink tea and avoided the shining eyes of his precious granddaughter.
"Is this the work of Prince Wang again?"
Looking at the delicate and beautiful poem in the air, Kong Ling'er's eyes were filled with obsession.
What a great poem!
Good words!
"so good……"
The voice was already a little soft and lingering.
Kong Yingda:......
Kong Yingda took a big gulp of scented tea and cursed in an incomprehensible way.
"This bastard..."
"Grandpa, what did you just say..."
Kong Ling'er was distracted for a moment and didn't hear her grandfather's words clearly. Kong Yingda immediately shook her head.
"Ah, I said, it's so well written——"
Kong Linger's face suddenly showed an excited look.
"Of course, this is written by Prince Wang - Grandpa, look at the song next to it -"
Kong Yingda sighed silently in his heart and said to himself, I have seen it a long time ago, but my silly granddaughter, do you know who this is written to?
But there was still a doting and gentle smile on his face.
"I saw it, it's a rare masterpiece——"
At this time, Kong Ling'er could not help but start chanting in a low voice. The clear and soft voice lingered in the night and had a different charm.
"The peonies in front of the court have no character, and the hibiscus on the pond is pure and innocent. Peonies are the only true national beauty, and they move the capital when they bloom."
The font is elegant and elegant, and has a brand new charm.
"Grandpa, what font is this?"
"Qi Gong Body..."
Kong Yingda was already a little resigned to his fate at this time, what else could he do?
What a crime——
Su Guogong Mansion.
Mrs. Sun, who was in poor health, had gone to bed, and Cheng Ying'er's father and two brothers, as well as Gao Fu, Lao Geng and other elderly people in the house, were keeping vigil together.
Suddenly, Cheng Ying, who was sitting next to her, suddenly exclaimed, then stretched out her big hand like a cattail leaf fan and tugged on her sleeve, almost knocking her off.
She stood up straight in embarrassment and looked at her sister.
