At the desk next to him, Fei Zhen'e was sharpening ink, while Zhu Yu'a was writing very seriously, writing down what Zhang Mingwei said.
It's not that Zhang Mingwei wants to boss them around, but... his calligraphy is really like a dog crawling, and he can't hold it on the table.
Although Zhang Mingwei has thought about getting a hard pen like a quill pen, the key point is that he has always typed. Even if he writes with a hard pen, it will be ugly.
And even if Zhang Mingwei wrote it, it would definitely be in simplified Chinese characters, which would be difficult for Emperor Chongzhen and others to read.
So, in the end, he dictated it and Zhu Aona recorded it.
Except for Zhu Yuyao, who probably guessed the reason because she had seen Zhang Mingwei writing calligraphy, everyone else thought that Zhang Mingwei was more assertive. But the princess didn't have any objections, and no one else dared to have any objections.
At this time, one of the side effects of time travel is that his memory is super strong, which is beginning to show its power.
Zhang Mingwei had previously read an article on "The technology tree for the mass production of miniguns in the late Ming Dynasty". In addition, he also bought a book "The Transfer of Western Firearms Technology to China in the 16th and 17th Centuries" in order to write about the history of time travel in the late Ming Dynasty. , then you really need to work hard to check the relevant information.
At this time, Zhang Mingwei closed his eyes and recalled, and he could basically recall everything. Speak it slowly, as if he is not memorizing it, but that he understands the knowledge.
Perhaps it was the first time to recall so much and very professional knowledge, so Zhang Mingwei was a little slow, so it took a long time before he finished speaking and opened his eyes.
"Sir, is there anything else?" Zhu Yuyao yawned and kept writing, but still asked a little excitedly.
Zhang Mingwei looked at the stack of manuscripts placed next to her, then reached out to get them, and at the same time said, "Let me take a look first!"
The reason for this is that there are still some pictures that he cannot describe. If the manuscript is ready, he will draw it himself.
However, when he got the manuscript and took a look at it, he was a little dumbfounded.
It was written vertically and from right to left, which was fine. The most important thing was that there were no punctuation marks and it was not divided into paragraphs. This made him unbearable!
I think back then, when he was writing online articles, it was one sentence per paragraph, and readers all agreed upon it after reading it. On the contrary, it is the kind that is not divided into segments, which makes my head hurt when I look at it.
So, Zhang Mingwei said to Zhu Yuluo seriously: "These are technical manuscripts that I mentioned. The requirements are relatively strict and must be clearly communicated to others. If there is a slightly wrong understanding of something, it is very likely that you will not be able to do what you want to do." Something. If you can’t write like this, I’ll teach you!”
In fact, sentence segmentation is one of the basic skills of readers. Of course, although it is a basic skill, there are still some mistakes in sentence segmentation when encountering some more complex sentences.
Take Zhang Mingwei's vernacular as an example. Even if there are no punctuation marks, there is actually no ambiguity. But at least in Zhang Mingwei's view, this is too ugly.
When Zhu Ainao heard that he was going to teach her something, she immediately became more interested and nodded like a chicken eating rice.
Ever since she heard Zhang Mingwei come up with such a novel conclusion in the evening, she became even more interested in Zhang Mingwei's knowledge. She wished that Zhang Mingwei could teach her all at once!
But of course she also knew that Zhang Mingwei had been busy since he traveled to the Ming Dynasty. Not only did he go to bed very late every day, he was even so busy that he sometimes forgot to eat. How could she have the nerve to occupy her husband's time?
Zhang Mingwei didn't know that she had so many thoughts in her mind. He took the brush, pointed out the punctuation marks, and gave a brief introduction.
Ancient scholars actually read sentences in private, which functioned like punctuation marks. However, it is obvious that there is no comprehensive punctuation mark in later generations. Zhang Mingwei said casually, and Zhu Nuao nodded repeatedly to express her understanding.
Seeing her like this, Zhang Mingwei pointed at some passages and asked her on a whim, wondering if she understood everything?
As a result, Zhang Mingwei discovered another situation. Zhu Yuluo had never been exposed to this knowledge before, so although she could understand each word, she did not understand the meaning of these words when connected.
After making this discovery, Zhang Mingwei carefully looked at the manuscripts she recorded, and he discovered some problems. Because of oral narration and accent problems, there are many typos and typos in these manuscripts.
This is not because Zhu Yuluo's literary level is low, but because she is not familiar with this aspect.
There was no other way, so Zhang Mingwei had no choice but to help Zhu Yurao correct the typos. This made Zhu Yurao feel a little ashamed and at the same time, she became even more focused.
After a long time, I finally corrected all the typos in the manuscript.
There is also an episode in the process, that is, the character Zhang Mingwei said he wanted to change was not a simplified character, so he had to communicate with Zhu Yu'e, and sometimes he even had to ask Fei Zhen'e's opinion to determine how to write the character.
This situation made Zhang Mingwei feel that Zhu Yuluo was not a very good clerk.
He had to revise these manuscripts without saying anything, and even if Zhu Yuluo took them to the emperor, he would not be able to answer some of the emperor's questions, so Zhang Mingwei had to go there in person. Including communicating with the craftsmen, he is inseparable.
But Zhang Mingwei himself has too many things to be busy with, such as the reorganization of the new Jin Yiwei army, Zhou Yanru in the cell, asking Zhou Wenzhen to monitor the situation of those people, etc. There are too many things.
Thinking about this, Zhang Mingwei couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It seems that he still needs a professional by his side!
Just as he was thinking this, suddenly, a person's name popped up.
With a "pop" sound, Zhang Mingwei clapped his hands and said excitedly: "I remembered, I remembered!"
"Ah, what did you remember, sir?" Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuyao couldn't help but become excited and asked quickly.
After hearing this, Zhang Mingwei looked at her and said happily: "There is a person who should be working as an evangelist at the moment, but he is a good helper I need. After dawn, you can help me go to the palace to ask your father for this Man, let him report to Beijing as soon as possible!"
There is talent! Zhu Ainao was also happy after hearing this and quickly agreed.
At this moment, I heard the crow of a cock coming from outside.
"..." Zhang Mingwei was a little dumbfounded. Will he stay up all night?
So, he turned to look at Zhu Aona and said, "You'd better go to rest first and enter the palace later."
However, Zhu Yuyao immediately shook her head and urged Zhang Mingwei: "Father must be very happy to know that Sir has thought of another talent. I don't have time to spare, so let Father quickly find the person. Sir, Just tell me, who is this person?"
"Wait a minute, this manuscript still needs some illustrations. I'll draw them first. After I finish this manuscript, I'll tell you the details. Just squint your eyes and take a rest." After Zhang Mingwei finished speaking, he immediately started drawing. "When you enter the palace, give this to your father as well."
