Coming out of the garden, He Tian headed towards the direction of the library.

On the second floor of the library, Shi Yi is holding a brush and writing on the wooden wall.

It is "Shanglin Fu" by Sima Xiangru.

Shi Yi had already transcribed more than half of it, but suddenly he forgot how to write the next sentence and frowned in thought.

"Did you forget the second part of the sentence?"

It was the master's voice. Shi Yi turned around and saw the master looking at her with a smile.

Shi Yi made gestures and said: I used to memorize it, but for some reason I forget it when I pick up the pen.

He Tian smiled and said, "I'll do it."

Shi Yi happily stepped aside, and He Tian took up the pen and wrote "The color brings the soul, and the heart is happy at the side".

Instead of completing the rest, this Shanglin Fu, which was originally unfinished until the end, should wait a little longer.

Shi Yi watched from behind the master as he completed the last sentence word by word, and remembered his mother's previous explanation of this sentence: women are taught by sex, men are taught by souls, they are in love with each other, and their hearts are drawn to each other.

This sentence seemed to be saying something to himself, and Shi Yi's eyes slowly moved from the words to He Tian.

He Tian turned around and his eyes met Shi Yi's eyes. Shi Yi seemed to be in a trance. For the first time, he did not turn away hastily, but just stared at He Tian.

After a while, Shi Yi came back to his senses and quickly lowered his head, not daring to look into He Tian's eyes.

The ears are visibly red.

"After you finish learning the remaining characters, you can make up for them." He Tian said to Shi Yi who was like a quail in front of him.

Shi Yi nodded.

"Let's go. Reading too much at night is harmful to your eyesight. Go back and rest."

He Tian walked slowly with Shi Yi. Shi Yi was probably still thinking about what happened just now, so he didn't speak the whole time.

"I may have to leave after a while."

When the master was about to leave, Shi Yi quickly raised his head, ran to the master's side, and tugged on the master's clothes.

He Tian looked at Shi Yi and said: "There is an urgent report from Zhongzhou that there is an enemy invasion. The Xizhou Army may be about to go out, but it is not certain yet."

Seeing Shi Yi's mouth pouting slightly and looking a little sad, He Tian continued: "In the palace, if I leave, apart from the guards, only you and Cheng Xi will be left."

Thinking of being alone in the huge palace, Shi Yi suddenly felt a chill.

He Tian looked at it and said, "Are you afraid?"

Shi Yi shook his head, not wanting to worry his master.

"Follow me." He Tian led Shi Yi towards the study.

Shi Yi was still immersed in sad emotions and only knew to follow the master.

Entering the study, Shi Yi also came out of his emotions at this time and watched the master take down a strange machine from the bookshelf next to him.

What's this?

He Tian did not rush to explain to Shi Yi. He took a stylus from the desk, took out a wax tablet, and carved on it the sentence from "Shanglin Fu" just now: "The color inspires the soul, and the heart is happy."

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Then pick up a piece of white paper, fix the white paper and wax plate in the machine, add ink, and drag the roller to press repeatedly.

Shi Yi saw these eight words appearing on the paper.

Shi Yi was stunned.

The development of printing technology in this era was still extremely backward. Bamboo slips were carved by manpower one by one, and books were written stroke by stroke. Copying a book was very laborious, and if mistakes were made in the process, it was often scrapped.

This is also the reason why books of this era are so precious. In the later stages of the play, King Xiao Nanchen was trapped in Nanxiao. Shi Yi could exchange some of his family's books for a chance to get out of trouble. Although there was also a reason why the north and the south did not want to go to war at that time, it can also be seen.

Books are so precious.

Now that he saw how easy it was to print text, no wonder Shi Yi was so surprised that he lost his bearings.

The wax printing machine and the special wax paper were all developed by He Tian before Xie Chong, and it took several attempts to get a usable finished product.

He Tian briefly explained the principles and methods of using this machine.

Compared with engraving or movable type, the wax printing machine is actually not suitable for large-scale printing, but it is particularly convenient for small-scale printing.

"Xiaoyu and the other ten of them all have their own things to do in the palace, but you don't. Sometimes it is inevitable that you will find it boring, so I want to give you something."

Shi Yi nodded happily, pointed at the wax printing machine, and gestured: Is it related to this machine?

He Tian nodded and said: "The wax printing machine is very suitable for small-scale printing. You also know that some books are obscure and difficult to understand, or cannot be easily shown to others. Such books are not suitable for large-scale printing, and the person in charge

Just be very careful.”

Books that are too difficult mean that the user population is too small, such as some advanced professional books, and large-scale printing is a waste.

There are also some books that involve weapons manufacturing or other sensitive subjects and can only be released for specific purposes.

As for large-scale printing of books, basic books such as Thousand-Character Classics would be more suitable. This work was too tiring, so He Tian left it to Xie Chong to find someone to take charge of it.

He Tian pointed at Shi Yi: "I want you to select this kind of books and print them. I will have use for these books in the future."

He could also make some contributions to the palace. Shi Yi nodded quickly and gestured: Don't worry, master, I will do my best.

He Tian smiled and said, "Okay, but remember not to work too hard and take good care of your body."

Shi Yi's little head moved up and down rapidly again.

He Tian entrusted Shi Yi to do these things. One was because the time was right, he was well-read, and he was one of his own, so he could rest assured. The other was because he didn't want her to feel too lonely in this palace.

Sooner or later, He Tian will raise troops. The battlefield is dangerous and it is impossible to take Shi Yi with him. But if it is really like in the play, it would be too cruel to let Shi Yi stay alone in this mansion for several months.

So I found some things for her and let her participate in some affairs in Xizhou, which would make her feel much better.

After all, most of the sadness, sadness and boredom come from free time.

"Come, let me teach you how to use this wax printing machine." He Tian motioned to Shi Yi to come up and give it a try.

Shi Yi walked over, picked up the stylus the master had just used, picked up a new wax tablet, and tried to write on it.

However, Shi Yi was not familiar with writing with a hard pen, and the stylus was much heavier than a brush, and the texture of the wax paper was different from that of commonly used paper, so when Shi Yi directly carved on it, it slipped, leaving a long thin mark.

Shi Yi frowned as he looked at the scratch, and tried a few more times, but the carved characters were severely deformed.

Shi Yi blushed and was extremely embarrassed. He looked up at the master and looked like a pitiful little kitten.

Even though He Tianzhu and Shi Yi often got along with each other during this period, and he thought he had adapted to Shi Yi's beauty, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed at this moment.

No, the character cannot be removed. He Tian hurriedly picked up the wax paper, put it on the candle and slowly smoked it, and explained: "The wax will melt when heated. We can use this method to remove the wrong places."

Shi Yi laughed happily as he watched the wax melt slowly and the newly carved words disappear little by little.

Hey, this smile is so pretty, no, no, no, I can't hold it anymore.

Shi Yi, do you know this is a foul?

There was a villain in He Tian's heart who was shouting crazily.

After removing the traces, He Tian placed the wax paper in front of Shi Yi again after the wax on the wax paper cooled.

Shi Yi picked up the stylus again, took a breath, then held his breath and carefully started carving again.

At this time, He Tian squatted down, stretched out his hand from behind her back, held Shi Yi's hand holding the pen, and gently said in her ear: "When engraving wax paper, you need to use hard-pen calligraphy. You haven't learned it yet."

Come on, I'll teach you."

Shi Yi's whole body stiffened, he felt his face getting hotter and hotter, his heart beating faster and faster, and he nodded blankly.

He Tian was also a little nervous. The delicate fragrance from the girl penetrated his nose, acting as a catalyst and making his heart beat faster.

Under the candlelight, the two of them practiced word by word.

Color inspires the soul and makes the heart happy.

Color inspires the soul and makes the heart happy.

Color inspires the soul and makes the heart happy.
Chapter completed!