"Quick, quick, work overtime! Tomorrow we will have printed books circulated in the streets and alleys of Xianyang!"
"By the way, how about the painter you hired yesterday? Don't be slack at all when creating picture books for illiterate people!"
"You kid! That's right! It's you! You bastard! Move quickly! If you mess up Liu Gong's plan, the labor and management will throw you to the farm tomorrow. They are forced to study the best way to fertilize, and they just need someone to guard the manure pit. people!"
"..."
In the Mo family's workshop, Mo Shan kicked him here and there, wishing that his own disciples of the Moh family could all have eight hands and eight feet to work!
But it’s true...the construction schedule is too tight!
These guys haven't had a good night's sleep for five days in a row. When the work is over, Mo Shan will definitely find a way to give them some subsidies.
"Senior Mo, I wonder what happened to the books to be prepared for tomorrow?"
Xiao He walked into the workshop and looked at the newly printed books, his eyes a little straight.
However, he did not pick up the test directly, but said hello to Mo Shan first.
"Um?"
"Mr. Xiao! Don't worry! The establishment of the library this time is an important matter. How can I, a descendant of the Mo family, slack off at all! If it cannot be completed, the Mo family will be disgraced!"
When Mo Shan saw Xiao He coming, he also spoke loudly.
After saying these words, the children of the Mohist family became even more energetic in their work!
For people in this era, face is sometimes more important than anything else.
"Senior Mo, I don't know..."
Xiao He glanced at the newly printed book and spoke slowly.
"Oh, yes! Mr. Xiao, please look!"
"These are all based on Liu Gong's request. The original colors of the books are slightly accentuated, so that the eyes will not be too dry when reading."
"As for the content, according to Mr. Xiao's suggestion, I will focus on the pictures first."
Mo Shan quickly opened a book and showed it to Xiao He.
Xiao He nodded slightly, his eyes moved to the books, and surprise flashed in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, the Mo family really solved the book printing process perfectly!
Not to mention the illustrations, even the characters with many strokes are extremely clear!
Just the ease of reading is much better than those specially transcribed bamboo slips!
Besides...
Paper can hold a lot of words and is light in weight. It is the perfect material in every aspect.
"Xiao He, on behalf of all the scholars in the world, I would like to thank Senior Mo!"
Xiao He put down the book gently, and then bowed to Mo Shan!
It didn't matter that this bow made Mo Shan startled!
He learned from Mr. Liu that Mr. Xiao He was a man of unparalleled talent and learning!
How could he bear it!
"Ouch! What are you doing, Mr. Xiao? I'm so embarrassed!"
Mo Shan quickly wanted to help Xiao He up. Although he was a giant of the Mo family, he was now Liu Bai's retainer.
Now that a great talent like Xiao He was saluting, he really felt a little flattered!
Unexpectedly, the latter refused and insisted on saluting!
"Senior Mo Shan, you may not know that your move is tantamount to clearing a new path for scholars all over the world!"
"At this point, books will gradually enter the lives of ordinary people."
"Enlighten the people's wisdom and bring out talents!"
"Xiao He did this courtesy, just like Meng Lang! In fact, he is not qualified!"
Xiao He shook his head.
Not only did he not feel that Mo Shan couldn't bear it, on the contrary, he felt that he was not qualified to salute Mo Shan!
Let the light of knowledge shine in the hearts of millions of people in future generations. This is the great merit of a literary saint!
No matter how knowledgeable Mo Shan is, he should be worshiped as a scholar!
"Why!"
"Mr. Xiao, I, Mo Shan, am a craftsman leader. The Mo family has ideals, but as Liu Gong said, we should return to the people."
"We can benefit the people. This is also our Mo family's luck!"
"Nowadays, making books is also based on Liu Gong's words!"
Mo Shan shook his head and said.
"Come on! Read these books!"
"I'm thinking, should I also print half of Liu Gong's "The Thousand Character Essay"?"
Mo Shan took Xiao He's hand and walked to an 'assembly line'.
After saying these words, Xiao He chuckled.
This article has a beginning and no end, but it is a masterpiece of enlightenment for the ages!
In this world, only Mr. Liu is so willful.
....
"Whoosh!"
A sharp arrow passed by, and Uncle Chen, who was lying on the bed, instantly opened his eyes and pinched them casually.
Clamp the short arrow between two fingers and remove the silk fabric on it.
I saw only one word on it: Return!
"Why!"
Uncle Chen sighed, put away the silk, stood up and walked out of the room.
There is no need to burn it. The only person in the world who can take the object from his arms, except for a certain old immortal in Xianyang Palace, is the master.
When he walked to Liu Bai's study, a trace of reluctance flashed in Uncle Chen's eyes.
...
"Master, I have to leave."
In the study, Uncle Chen spoke softly.
This time, he wasn't holding a broom.
"Huh? Uncle Chen, didn't you say you would wait until your grandson comes before leaving?"
"Why not stay a few more days?"
"Firstly, I'll have some leisure time; secondly, I can enjoy myself as my grandson and grandson when the time comes."
Liu Bai was slightly startled and put down the pen in his hand.
On the desk was a private letter of apology from Zhao Huaizhen, the governor of Sanchuan County, apologizing for his brother.
This clever concubine of the Zhao family could always detect the slightest disturbance in the court.
"No! Master..."
Uncle Chen shook his head and did not explain the reason.
"Uncle Chen, but I..."
Liu Bai opened his mouth, but was interrupted by Uncle Chen:
"Young master, if you drink endlessly and talk endlessly, you will never be able to stay long."
"I am already sixty-seven, and I have experienced half of the beauty of the world. The beautiful mountains and rivers are all before my eyes, but I am still just a hurried traveler."
Uncle Chen said with a smile.
After saying these words, Liu Bai felt a sense of loss in his heart for some reason.
Ever since he came to Da Qin, this Uncle Chen has been taking care of him!
Even with his own father, the total time he got to know each other was only half a year.
I still remember when I was a child, my father brought a swordsman here. The guy said that he had no talent for swordsmanship. My father didn't say anything. Uncle Chen picked up a broom and kicked the liar out of the house.
Why do you say he is a liar? If you can't even beat Uncle Chen, isn't he a liar?
In Liu Bai's heart, Uncle Chen is really his family.
"Master, I! I really like a poem that the master wrote before."
"I wanted to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and drink it with me, but it turned out not to be the case. I'm a young man traveling!"
"When I left my hometown when I was young, I felt that the world was so big that no one could even compare to me."
"Later I met the master and took care of him at the Liu family."
"Now... the young master always wants me to see my hometown before I die, right?"
Uncle Chen smiled and winked at Liu Bai.
After saying this, Liu Bai no longer insisted and could only nod slightly.
Then, as if he remembered something, he stood up hurriedly and took out a long sword.
It was a very ordinary Qin sword, but Liu Bai's name was engraved on it.
"Uncle Chen, if someone bullies you when you get there, just hit him with this sword! It won't matter if you chop him!"
"This is such a big deal, let me help you take care of it!"
Liu Bai handed the sword to Uncle Chen.
This is the standard sword of the Qin army when he led the army to suppress the rebellion. It has records from the serial number to the blacksmith who made the sword and the person who made it. It cannot be counterfeited!
As long as you take it out, the county guard will have to hold his nose to recognize it.
"Okay! Thank you young master!"
Uncle Chen took the long sword and opened his mouth to smile. Half of his front teeth were broken and there was some leakage.
Cao Qiudao, the famous Guigu sword ranked among the top ten in the world, broke it with two fingers.
But this ordinary Qin sword, Uncle Chen regarded it as the best sword in the world.
"Master, go to bed early!"
After saying that, Uncle Chen turned and left.
....
Walking out of the study, Uncle Chen held the standard Qin sword and raised his head slightly, the moonlight shining brightly.
"Sir... Jingshan Phoenix is just a rumor. Although there is He's Bi to prove it... but do you really want to look for it like this?"
Uncle Chen threw away the shark tooth used to loosen soil for flowers and plants in the courtyard, threw it into the pile of firewood, held the sword and sighed:
"The Bai family... has been loyal for generations!"
.....
Thanks to Brother Crazy for being certified as a master, I will add another chapter!
Thanks to Her Royal Highness Princess Ying Mo Chang for being recognized as a master, and adding an additional chapter!
Love you! mwah!
Damn it, I wonder if anyone guessed the hidden plot from the beginning.
