Chapter 132 You kid, you are a prodigal...

"Zhuangcai Lang, time is tight, I won't drink tea after waiting!"

"In the court today, the censor Ma Zhou presented books, saying that you made them by yourself, and that these books can be copied over and over again."

"Ma Zhouyu wants to ask for merit for you, and Your Majesty is also very happy, but many people don't believe it."

"In order to verify the authenticity of this matter, we are here to find out the truth!"

Du Ruhui and Li Xiaogong were simple and clear, and quickly sorted out the matter.

Li Gen smiled and nodded when he heard this. As for whom he questioned, Li Gen could naturally guess.

After all, once books become popular, it will harm the interests of certain groups.

It is impossible to move others' foundation and not get angry.

Perhaps more revenge will be waiting for him later.

well!

Now that things have come to this point, I can only face the difficulties.

"Four seniors, please follow the younger ones to take a look!"

Li Gen led four people straight to the largest house in the manor.

In the past, we specially made bean sprouts. Now, fresh vegetables have been on the market in the east and west, so bean sprouts have naturally stopped production.

After entering the house.

Li Xiaogong, Du Ruhui, Cheng Yaojin and Wei Zheng's eyes were all round.

All four were shocked by the scene in front of them.

In the huge house, except for rows of mud printing plates, rows of mud models. Although it is a bit messy, it is even more visually shocking.

"Zhuangcai Lang, is this the tool for printing words?"

Wei Zheng picked up a clay model, and there were indeed handwritings engraved on the top, but although the handwriting looked a little wrong, Wei Zheng also knew that this was the same as the seal.

Li Gen nodded with a smile and said.

"Wei Zhongcheng, that's true. No matter what kind of books you want to print, you can print them into books as long as you combine them together."

"The top scholar, can we let us see it with our own eyes?"

When Wei Zheng saw the mallet printing plates all over the room, he remembered what Ma Zhou said. The handwriting on these mallet printing plates were all carved by the top scholar's hand with bamboo sticks, so he secretly looked at Li Gen's hand.

Sure enough, my hands were full of traces of being pricked.

"Four seniors, please see!"

Li Gen's fingers were facing rows of neatly clinged plates.

"The most common ones are Zuo Zhuan. These templates are from the Analects of Confucius. Here is Mencius, and then there are the Book of Rites, Zhou Li, Shangshu..."

"The previous saints and wise men have all the knowledge they have written and printed!"

After hearing Li Gen's introduction, Wei Zheng was so excited that he became a little incoherent.

Li Xiaogong, Du Ruhui and Cheng Yaojin naturally knew everything in this house.

It is enough to change the cultural dissemination and popularization of knowledge throughout the Tang Dynasty.

"Can the top scholar be there to show us?"

Wei Zheng gasped in excitement.

"Seniors, since that's the case, I'll be ugly."

"Zhao Si and Feng Wu, take ink and paper."

Li Gen shouted.

Zhao Si held a basin of ink and Feng Wu held a bundle of cut paper.

After the two of them placed their place according to the designated location, they slowly left the house.

"Uncle Cheng is here to you. After the younger generation has finished printing the paper, you will take off the paper."

"Don't worry, it's just a slight effort!"

Li Gen picked up a template and placed it on a homemade stand.

There is a pulley at the top of the bracket, and Li Gen gently pulls the rope.

The printing plate fell directly and dipped in ink.

Li Gen pulled the rope again, and the printing plate slowly slid forward, just as it stopped moving above the paper.

Li Gen loosened the rope.

All people heard a bang.

The printing plate was pressed firmly on the paper.

Li Gen did the same thing and continued to pull the rope.

The printing plate followed his control and slid towards the ink.

Cheng Yaojin quickly reached out to take off the page of paper.

When the four of them saw the ink fragrance coming to their noses, rows of neat handwriting were clearly visible.

It is Confucius' "The Analects of Confucius".

Li Xiaogong, Du Ruhui, Cheng Yaojin and Wei Zheng were all stunned.

It was just between Li Gen's pull and loosening.

The printed paper comes out perfectly!

This is more than a thousand times faster than a hand-written book.

It saves both ink and paper.

Books copied in this way are obviously easier to keep for longer than those copied.

"Zhuangcai Lang, can I give this tool a try?"

Wei Zheng couldn't help but try it.

"Wei Zhongcheng, please!"

Under Li Gen's guidance.

Wei Zheng quickly learned the operation process.

"Mius, really wonderful!"

"My Tang Dynasty's revival is expected, and the revival is expected!"

Wei Zheng was filled with tears of excitement.

With this thing, the people have no more books to read.

"Xuancheng, come and get the paper, let me pull it up a few times and enjoy the pleasure of it!"

Cheng Yaojin couldn't wait to replace Wei Zheng.

Li Gen gave some advice, and Cheng Yaojin quickly got started.

"Hahahaha, although I, Lao Cheng, have no education, I can print books!"

Li Xiaogong and Du Ruhui were very happy.

The value of this thing is immeasurable, and its significance is so great that everyone has a scale in their hearts.

Li Xiaogong and Du Ruhui also tried their own experiences with the pleasure of printing books.

"The top scholar, it's getting late. Can I take this item to the Xiande Hall and let Your Majesty and all civil and military officials look at it?"

Li Gen smiled and nodded and said.

"I have done this thing for the sake of the past saints. If you have any hope, the prince will give it to His Majesty directly."

"Hahahaha, the top scholar is in love with the world. I admire you very much. What about these clay printing plates?"

"You can come and take away at any time!"

Li Gen replied with a smile.

"Okay, I will thank the top scholar for the students in the world first."

"Thank you, Zhuangyuan Lang!"

Wei Zheng also clasped his fists with his hands, impressed by Li Gen's heart.

Although Li Gen is the prince, he is originally a family with His Majesty.

But he doesn't know it himself!

It is really admirable to have such a mind!
To be continued...