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Chapter 41, Zhao's Dream

Chapter 41: Zhao Family Dream

Chapter 41: Zhao Family Dream

From Bi Cheng's mouth, maybe these words have been suppressed for too long, maybe they feel a little painful for some of his father's actions, but helpless. Now I see Zhao Ping, the person who created one miracle after another, is in front of me, hoping to solve the problem, so I unknowingly opened my heart and revealed these long-standing thoughts to Zhao Ping.

When Zhao Ping heard this, he was overjoyed. When the real question came, someone gave him a pillow. His son's thoughts were not consistent with his own thoughts.

The room I graduated felt similar to that of Wang Qihu’s parents. The ground was darker and the kind of ordinary soil. When it was windy or rainy, it was apart from the gust of wind and rain. When it was raining for a long time, it was inevitable to get rheumatism.

At this time, the doctor and Zhao Yun had already come in, and the doctor was taking the pulse of graduation.

The graduated husband's family is also an old woman with pale hair in her fifties. She is watching the doctor nervously, hoping not to get bad news.

Zhao Ping, Lan'er and Xiaoma Xia came to the graduation bed together and brought a chicken and some tonics.

Seeing Zhao Ping coming in with a gift, lifting the quilt after graduation, struggling to get out of bed.

Zhao Ping hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, saying, "I heard that Bi Dizhao is in good health. I come to visit him and look forward to Bi Dizhao's recovery as soon as possible."

After graduation, he lay on the bed and looked at Zhao Ping who came in and said, "Thank you, the little boy, for sending a doctor to treat the villain. The villain is very grateful. I wish you were sick and could not salute you."

Zhao Ping stepped forward to help him cover the quilt, then waved his hand and said, "Some small things, don't worry about them."

Zhao Ping gave Lan'er a look, and Lan'er jumped to Bi Cheng, raised her head and asked cutely, "Uncle, where is your little husband and wife? I want to play with them."

Bi Cheng looked at the beautiful and lively and generous little lady, while saying awkwardly: "This, this..." He didn't say it for a long time.

After graduation, he coughed and looked at the maid wearing pink clothes. He thought it was Zhao Ping's close-fitting maid, and pointed to the next door and said, "They are in the next room, you can go find them."

Lan'er jumped and left with the same jumped and went to beat friends of the same age.

At this time, the doctor finished taking the pulse and said, "You are too anxious recently. This is because you are so angry that you can make your heart beat. I will prescribe a prescription and let you adjust it."

At this time, after graduation, he was finally able to become a doctor. With the support of his wife, he sat up and bowed to Zhao Ping with both hands and said, "The villain originally replied to Xiaolang today, but why are you sick? I hope Xiaolang will understand."

Zhao Ping looked at his graduation and his wife, and quickly returned the greeting and waved his hand and said, "A small matter is a little, why bother to be polite? I came here, first, let the doctor diagnose Bi Taizhao to avoid the minor illness from being delayed to a serious illness. Now that I have the exact diagnosis, I feel relieved. Second, I am here to recommend the improvement of movable type printing."

After graduation, his eyes suddenly lit up and he became energetic. He signaled his family to support him and leaned against the wall. He asked with his hands: "Young man is very skilled in his craftsmanship. Whether it is fairy soap, fairy charcoal, nectar wine, jade wine, or the flower fairy that has just come out recently, it is unheard of. I hope you can give me some advice."

Zhao Ping shook his head and waved his hand and said, "It's not a question of advice. I've been thinking these days that movable type printing is indeed much more convenient than woodblock printing in terms of skills. Why are merchants unwilling to accept it?"

Hearing this, the graduated father and son opened their eyes and heard a sharp ear, and kept looking at Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping continued: "Because your wooden movable type is easy to lose and it is relatively difficult to type, some merchants have their own considerations if they do not use it. From this perspective, merchants have their rationality in their choices."

Hearing this, the graduated father and son couldn't help but lower their heads, and their faces were filled with frustration. Even the graduated family felt panic.

Zhao Ping walked a few steps in the house, glanced at the graduates' family, and saw that the blow was almost over, then changed his mind and said, "But what if the family solved this problem? Isn't movable type printing showing its strength?"

When Bi Cheng heard this, he couldn't help but feel happy. Even Bi Cheng's family showed a happy smile, but after graduation, he pondered for a while, shook his head and said, "The villain thought about this problem for a long time, but he has never found a suitable way."

After saying that, he looked up and looked at Zhao Ping with big eyes, hoping that Zhao Ping would give a satisfactory answer.

Zhao Ping faced his gaze and said, "The wooden movable type is because it is easier to lose wood, but what if they change it to lead, copper, tin, and iron movable type that is not easy to lose, but hard and easy to type?"

After hearing the graduation, he nodded and said, "This does make sense, but the cost is too high. Now the imperial court does not use enough copper for coins. Why does there be extra copper for movable type?"

Zhao Ping nodded and said, "It is indeed rare to copper at present. This is only a solution for future research, but can you consider tin, iron, and lead?"

Seeing that he was still hesitating after graduation, Zhao Ping waved his right hand hard and said, "I am not the kind of short-sighted businessman. It is not my purpose to pursue profits, my purpose is this."

After saying that, Zhao Ping waved his hand and Zhao Yun took out three books from the book box outside, namely "The Rules of Disciples", "Enhanced Xianguang" and the scroll "Study for the Rise of the Song Dynasty", "Expelling the Barbarians and Returning to China", "The sound of wind and rain, the sound of reading is heard; family affairs, state affairs, and the world affairs, and everything is concerned."

Zhao Ping reached out to take it and handed all the books and scrolls to the graduates!

Then, after Zhao Ping glanced at everyone, he said affectionately: "I have a dream. This land is not the civilized Han people who have been harvested, killed, robbed and plundered foreign barbarians without any effort, but the civilized Han people who work hard and hard, and work hard. I have a dream. Those who offend me, who will be punished even if they are far away, instead of bowing down to the Hu people and letting the Hu people shit on their own heads; I have a dream. Everyone has a good meal, wear, and live and work in peace and contentment; I have a dream that both boys and girls can afford to go to school. Bi Dizhao, can you help me realize my dream?"

After hearing about graduation, tears suddenly filled my eyes, and I suddenly felt energetic!

He solemnly bowed to Zhao Ping with his hands and said, "Little Langjun, the villain has had these dreams since he was a child. If he could see half of this dream come true in this life, even if only one dream is realized, the villain will feel that there is no regret in life. The villain has also relied on movable type printing and spent all his energy on movable type printing. This is the movable type carved by the villain. Now it is used to make people laugh. "

After saying that, he opened a large wooden box from beside the bed, took out some movable type and handed it to Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping took these wooden movable characters and saw that the movable characters were as neat as machine cutting, and the printing of the Song Song style axe was as neat as it was. It can be said that the graduation skills have reached the level of perfection!

While watching carefully, he couldn't help but sigh after gently stroked it: "This is really a Meibao, the Song Dynasty's Meibao, Bi Dizhao has reached the level of a master of calligraphy, and it perfectly integrates calligraphy and carving."

After saying that, he handed the wooden movable type to Zhao Yun.

While taking it solemnly, Zhao Yun couldn't help but be amazed at this magical craftsmanship, and even a light in his eyes that he wanted to take it for himself.

Seeing the amazement of Zhao Ping and Zhao Yun’s master and servant, the old face, full of vicissitudes of graduation, couldn’t help but smile, but it was soon covered by helplessness. He grabbed a handful of wooden movable type and threw it hard on the ground!

It made Zhao Jie's master and servant very sad!

But after graduation, he said: "I didn't expect that the villain spent half his life to be worthless in front of the merchant. The villain began to think that this was an excuse for the merchant. Until I visited thirty merchants, one merchant just refused the villain, but paid a lot of money to collect the villain's wooden movable type. At this time, the villain realized that it was not that the wooden movable type font was not good, but that all merchants did not dare to take this risk. At this time, the villain finally gave up completely, so he vowed not to carve movable type anymore."

While gently touching these wooden movable characters, Zhao Ping smiled at the graduation and said, "It's not too late now, so Bi Dizhao might as well look at these books and scrolls."

After graduation, I looked at the names of these books and scrolls carefully, and was shocked and said, "Little Langjun, I dare to ask that these books were also written by Xiao Langjun."

Zhao Ping thought about it and found that these two books were just a kind of throwing a stone to ask for directions, saying, "This book is my immature idea, and I still have to wait for the experts to give me some advice."

After graduation, he suddenly sat up on the bed and knelt down. He first kowtowed to the sky. Turbid tears came out of his old eyes and murmured: "Oh my God, you finally opened your eyes. A villain has no regrets in this life."

After saying that, he bowed to Zhao Ping solemnly and said, "The villain expressed his gratitude to the young man on behalf of the poor households in the world."

Zhao Ping still waved his hand and said, "No need to mention some trivial matters. Now the boy needs Bi Taizhao to print these out so that everyone can have one for the poor children in the world. As for the cost, it is all free. But considering this, there is a process, so start in Zhaojiazhuang first."

After graduation, I saw my low and gloomy rental house where I currently live, and I couldn't help but ask carefully: "Little Langjun, there is a rumor circulating in Zhaojiazhuang that I want to renovate all the dilapidated houses of tenants and refugees. I wonder how credible this is?"

Zhao Ping looked at Zhao Yun, Zhao Yun nodded, then looked at the graduated thatched house and said, "I asked someone to release this news. I have a plan to renovate all the dilapidated houses of the tenants and refugees in Zhaojiazhuang. So I tried to let the news and see everyone's reactions. Unexpectedly, everyone wanted to renovate the dilapidated houses. In fact, this is the first step of my dream."

After graduation, he bowed and said, "Thank you little husband. It's just that the villain's economy is so small, how can he afford to live in Guangsha?"

Zhao Ping smiled slightly, took a few steps slowly, and after returning the greeting, "Du Gongbu's poem says, how can you get millions of houses and the poor people in the world be happy. From this year on, all households who work in Zhaojiazhuang can get this discount. As long as you pay a small down payment, you can live in directly first, and then deduct the monthly salary from the appropriate proportion until it is completely deducted."

After graduation, he nodded, then looked at his family's shabby clothes, pondered for a while, and then arched his hands again, saying, "Is this beneficial silver?"
Chapter completed!
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