Fortunately, Cai Laoliu has not forgotten his own job, mainly because both arms are now numb with pain.
If he didn't put this thing down, Cai Laoliu felt like his arm was about to break.
"Weichen has here one hundred copies of the Thousand-Character Text printed in Song font by the Commercial Press of Kaifeng. I would also like to invite the officials to take a look at it."
Zhao Ji, an official who was originally smiling and even taking pleasure in others' misfortune, heard Cai Laoliu's words, and the smile on his face froze slightly: "... Song-style characters?"
"Exactly..." Cai Laoliu nodded matter-of-factly.
Then he started to talk about it, this font specially used for printing books is a brand new font.
According to the thin gold body created by the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, that is, the official family, certain modifications were made.
It made it more conducive to printing, and created a brand-new printing style that only appeared in the Song Dynasty: Song Dynasty.
Cai Laoliu was born with strong self-confidence and his unruly aura until he was physically harmed.
On such an occasion, he immediately attracted the attention of the audience.
Moreover, although Cai Laoliu didn't even have half a bucket of water in his belly, he at least remembered the words Gao Zhang had told him before.
At this moment, Cai Laoliu's arrogance was high and his tone was passionate, as if all this was accomplished by himself.
Cai Jing stared at his biological son in stunned silence. At this moment, the powerful prime minister of the Song Dynasty, who could do anything in front of the court, looked so ashamed.
If this bastard was so boastful at home on weekdays, I would definitely show this bastard his power by picking up the sword skills and playing with the ruler.
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But now this place is above the court, with officials, civil and military officials all watching here. As the governor who has always been indifferent to emotions and anger, Cai Jing can only endure it.
But he was also afraid that Cai Laoliu would suddenly have a twitch in his head and say something even more inappropriate.
Official Zhao Ji looked confused at first, but soon, when his eyes fell on the Song-style "Thousand-Character Essay" handed over by Yang Jian.
Then he subconsciously cast his eyes on the face of his beloved disciple Gao Zhang, and saw the look from Gao Zhang.
In an instant, this master who cared about his disciples understood why Gao Zhang did not take the initiative to stand up, but Cai Laoliu showed up.
After thinking about this, the official Zhao Ji couldn't help but show a meaningful smile, and continued to be patient, letting Cai Laoliu, who couldn't wait to brag about himself in every word, speak.
His eyes were full of admiration and appreciation, looking at the small Song-style characters that were less than one-third of an inch.
Only people like myself or Xiao Gao are very proficient in writing in thin gold style, and can memorize every stroke by heart.
Only in this way can this thin gold body be trimmed into Song fonts that are convenient for printing.
Official Zhao Ji looked at these thin and narrow lines, which were exactly the same as his own thin golden body.
The end part of the pen is designed with a beautiful triangle decoration, and the strokes such as dots, strokes, strokes, and hooks have tips.
It can be said that it not only integrates the essence of his thin golden body, but also has certain rules for horizontal and vertical strokes.
As a result, even these fonts are less than one-third of an inch in size, but they are quite clear and obvious.
In short, if this innovative Song-style character hadn't been improved by my beloved disciple who worked hard and spent sleep and sleep, my name would have been written upside down.
When I thought about it, Gao Zhang not only had to be busy fighting wits and courage with those Liao envoys, but also had to worry about the goddess coming to the world on the day of the Wanshou Festival feast.
In order to surprise his master, he used the thin gold font to improve the Song font for printing.
This child has done so many things, but the result is because he told him before that if a tree is big, it attracts the wind, and if a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it.
In order to deceive others, Liu Lang of Cai Aiqing's family was asked to come out to receive the merit.
If I hadn't hoped that Xiao Gao would not be denounced as a treacherous villain by both the government and the public, or if I hadn't hoped that he could convince all the officials in the court with his true abilities.
How could he just watch this kid trying so hard to keep a low profile?
Tong Zhisheng gritted his teeth and stared at the sixth man with almost burning eyes. You're so damn bragging about yourself, where's Sajia?
Fortunately, after Cai Laoliu boasted proudly for a long time, he suddenly heard a coughing sound coming from beside him.
Turning out of the corner of his eye, he saw Tong Zhisheng's murderous copper bell glaring at him fiercely, and the sinister expression of his senior brother Gao Zhang beside him.
Suddenly my heart tightened, these two were despicable people who really dared to physically convince me.
Cai Laoliu quickly cleared his throat and was lost for almost a breath before continuing.
"Of course, Gao Shaoqing and the child supervisor also put in some effort, well, no more."
"..." Even Tong Guan, who had a very close relationship with Cai Jing, was so angry when he heard Cai Laoliu's words.
This Cai Yao is a really special sixth child. He boasts about his Zhuxiang Kung Fu without losing breath, but he praises others so harshly. I don’t know how Cai Jing taught him.
Fortunately, at this time, official Zhao Ji cleared his throat and began to stand up to increase his presence.
First, he praised Cai Laoliu very much, and then he naturally praised Gao Zhang and Tong Zhisheng.
Then he announced that it would be a gift to give these three young people a hundred bolts of silk.
Only then did these three young people, who had become the focus of today's court meeting, leave Chui Gong Hall.
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"Ah... you, what are you doing?"
Tong Zhisheng, who strode out first, had just stepped down two steps when he felt a pain in the back of his head and turned his head away in shock and anger.
Then he saw Tong Zhisheng pulling up his clothes and rolling up his sleeves with a ferocious smile on his face. Senior brother Gao Zhang not only did not stop him, but also grinned with joy.
Cai Laoliu is worthy of being the son of the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty, and his speed of defeat is definitely no less than that of the princes of the Manchu Dynasty.
"Hold on, brother Zhisheng, please listen to my explanation. I was just a little too excited just now. It was definitely not intentional. Ah, senior brother, help me..."
"Oh, brother Zhisheng, don't hit him too hard, don't hit him on the face, it will easily make people see my junior brother's nose and face are bruised and swollen, and it will ruin the brotherhood...
Junior brother, why are you running away? Anyway, you are so resistant to being beaten. If you let Brother Zhisheng beat you a few times to vent your anger, it will be over..."
Not far away, the Imperial Guards standing at the entrance of the Chui Gong Hall saw Cai Liulang, who had a loud voice and was confident and unruly in the Chui Gong Hall just now.
At this moment, he was being beaten violently by the tall and burly Tong Zhisheng and the delicate-looking Gao Zhang, making him run away with his head in his arms.
The stunned soldiers of the Imperial Army of the Song Dynasty quickly looked away, whether it was the two young men who beat them or the young man who was beaten.
They are not existences that Ziqiu Ba and his gang can afford to offend. It is safest to keep out of sight and pretend to be blind.
(End of chapter)
