Zheng Xuan saw the thread-bound book handed over by Lu Xuan and was a little surprised at how neat the book was. The cover of this book is made of thicker paper, rough but tougher in texture.
Zheng Xuan didn't think it was anything.
He had never seen such a rough book cover before. After all, Cai Lun paper is very rough. Some books with little value outside use rough Cai Lun paper as covers because it is difficult to preserve and has little value.
The only thing Zheng Xuan admired was the way the book was bound. The needle and thread were passed through the spine and the binding was done carefully. It looked very delicate.
Zheng Xuan opened the cover.
In an instant, the pupils in Zheng Xuan's eyes shrank, a light burst out from his cloudy eyes, and a look of shock and disbelief appeared on his wrinkled face. He looked at the color of the paper in the book and stroked it slowly with his thin hands.
Zheng Xuan's old and thin body was trembling slightly at this moment.
His eyes were deep but shining. He took the book closer and carefully looked at the official script fonts on the book. The size of each character is uniform, as is the way the pen is used.
Zheng Xuan's breathing was a little rapid.
He quickly turned down the pages and turned through eleven pages in a row, all of which were articles from the "Book of Songs". Zheng Xuan had already learned these articles and knew them by heart. What he cares about is not the content of the book, but the layout of the eleven articles, as well as the fact that each word is written exactly the same and the font is very well-proportioned.
The paper texture of the book is as white as jade, far superior to Zuo Bo's paper.
The words on the paper do not have any ink leakage, and the ink does not spread at all, but is firmly condensed on the paper.
This is paper that has never been better.
Zheng Xuan suddenly had more thoughts in his heart. He thought of the value of books in teaching and educating people, and the possibility of promoting reading on a large scale.
"Lu Xuan, a book like yours has no meaning. If you are really prepared, you should be fully prepared and not just perfunctory like this. Such a book cannot be stored and will soon be eaten by insects and the ink will spread. It’s also serious.”
In the crowd, someone saw the book given by Lu Xuan and was the first to retort.
"Lu Shijun, as the leader of one party, plays tricks and manipulates people's hearts. This is very inappropriate."
"If Mr. Lu doesn't want to, there's no need to invite us. Just because we're here this time doesn't mean we'll come next time. In short, this kind of disadvantage and perfunctory behavior can only happen once."
"Let's go. They don't care about us anyway, so why come?"
Celebrities kept speaking.
Many people felt a little uncomfortable when they saw Lu Xuan refuting Guan Ning, Wang Lie, Guoyuan and others. It's not that he dislikes Lu Xuan, it's because they, the scholars, are now in the trenches.
Lu Xuan refuted Guan Ning and others, which was tantamount to a slap in their faces. So when Zheng Xuan hesitated, everyone exploded.
The atmosphere in the hall was fierce.
"Shut up!"
The hoarse voice suddenly echoed in the hall.
In an instant, the hall fell silent.
Pairs of eyes fell on Zheng Xuan, and many people looked stunned and shocked. Zheng Xuan opened his mouth to scold them, which was tantamount to helping Lu Xuan, and the person they opened their mouths to support was Zheng Xuan.
But now, Zheng Xuan scolded them, but instead helped Lu Xuan, which was incomprehensible.
Zheng Xuan looked serious and said again: "When Lu Shijun refuted Guan Ning, Wang Lie and Guo Yuan, you didn't stand up to refute. Now, you keep talking, are you planning to bully others by taking advantage of the large number of people?"
"I agree with what Lu Shijun said."
"He said that peace is achieved through struggle. This is a wise saying and a great principle."
"I agree with everything he said."
"You are also celebrities after all, but you targeted Lu Xuan without understanding the situation. All of you, not only should not oppose Lu Xuan or accuse Lu Xuan, but should respect him and bow to Lu Xuan respectfully and thank him."
At this moment, countless scholars were shocked.
Everyone looked even more puzzled. Zheng Xuan said that it was ridiculous for them to salute and thank Lu Xuan.
However, Zheng Xuan's prestige was too high, and countless celebrities were his disciples. In addition, Zheng Xuan's knowledge was spread all over the world, and he was a Confucian sect in the world. No one dared to question it. One by one, you look at me and I look at you, at a loss.
Mr. Pang De and Sima Hui looked at each other.
But it was a chuckle.
Same recipe, same results.
This is Lu Xuan's style. No matter how difficult the situation is, no matter how difficult it is, the result will change as soon as Lu Xuan takes action.
Pang Degong and Sima Hui were even more looking forward to it. They both knew that the key this time must be in the book in Zheng Xuan's hand. However, they did not understand, so they were extremely curious about what kind of book Lu Xuan gave him.
Could it be an article written by sages from the ancient pre-Qin Dynasty, or even the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, or an earlier article from the Shang and Zhou Dynasties?
Zheng Xuan looked at everyone's expressions, snorted, raised the book in his hand, and said loudly: "What is recorded in this book are eleven articles from the Book of Songs "Guo Feng·Zhou Nan". The key is not the content, but the content. Paper for books.”
"The white paper of this book is pure white, and its texture is better than Zuo Bo's paper. Moreover, the words on it are not written, but should be rubbed on the paper, and the ink of the writing has not spread at all."
"Lu Shijun said that he had prepared such a book. The only possibility is that books like his can be manufactured on a large scale. Otherwise, there is no need for him to take it out in front of us."
Lu Xuan praised: "Zheng Gong's eyes are as bright as a torch, I admire him."
As he spoke, he took out the remaining four thread-bound books from his sleeves and ordered Lu Meng to distribute them to the people below for circulation and viewing.
Wow! !
There was suddenly an uproar in the hall.
All the celebrities' eyes widened as they saw the paper texture of the book. The key is that such a book is very comfortable to hold in the hand, and each page contains more words.
A roll of bamboo slips can hold very few words, and the bamboo slips take up too much space and are difficult to transport. This book can hold countless words. The paper is of good quality and has great value.
Everyone soon understood.
At this moment, everyone understood what Zheng Xuan meant.
If such books can be mass-produced and promoted, countless people can read them. This means that there are more readers and it is easier to read.
Scholars are all grateful to Lu Xuan.
These celebrities and scholars looked at Lu Xuan with shock and wonder in their eyes. Lu Xuan was really awesome.
Zheng Xuan stroked the beard under his chin and looked at Lu Xuan with an extremely admiring expression. He asked again: "Lu Shijun, I ask you again. Can such a book be mass-produced? Can the content in the book be preserved? What about batch printing?”
"Can!"
Lu Xuan looked determined and said with a smile: "As Mr. Zheng mentioned, I can make paper on a large scale and print on a large scale, so I brought it out. This is what I prepared for you during my return to Shu County. Gift."
Zheng Xuan said excitedly: "This move by Lu Shijun will benefit the country and the future. It will surely benefit countless scholars. I invite you, Lu Shijun, to pay your respects to Zheng Xuan."
He held the book in both hands, looked solemn, and saluted Lu Xuan with his long body.
"Please Sir Lu, please accept my respect."
Guan Ning, Wang Lie and others also bowed and saluted.
"Please Sir Lu, please accept my respect."
All the scholars in the hall, whether they were the prestigious Sima Hui, Pang Degong, Wang Lie, Guan Ning and others, as well as the less famous scholars, all stood up at this moment and turned to Lu Xuan in unison. salute.
