In recent days, monkeys and scouts have been dispatched one after another. Chen Fengzhi led Tiehuying to the south. Some rumors have begun to spread among the Shu army.
Although there is no panic yet, there are already some signs.
Monkey has brought back information about King Qin's camp, so Li Didi's manuscript should be sent out soon.
Li Didi also knew that Jin Feng and Zhang Liang needed this manuscript to boost their morale, so he paid special attention to it. After the meeting ended last night, he did not rest. Instead, he revised the manuscript word for word, then found a clay tablet and started working on it.
Sculpture.
Although the Shu army is far less numerous than Dang Xiang's southern expedition, there are still tens of thousands of people. It is definitely not possible to expect Li Didi to read out the interview scripts one by one. The best way is to print them out and have the clerical officer send them to each company for the instructor to read them.
Cheer up the soldiers.
The method Li Didi used was the traditional printing method of Dakang before the advent of movable type printing.
To put it simply, words are carved on the clay tablet backwards, then paint is applied, paper is spread and pressed with a roller. The areas on the paper that are not engraved will be stained with fuel, and the areas where the words are engraved will be blank.
This printing method is called intaglio, which means white text on a black background.
There is also a printing method called Yang engraving, which is to first write on the clay tablet backwards and then carve out the blank areas.
The book printed in this way has black and white text, which looks more convenient.
Yang carving has high technical requirements for workers and is very time-consuming, which greatly limits the spread of culture.
That's why Jin Feng came up with movable type printing.
Brass Gou did not have the conditions for movable type printing, so Li Didi could only use the simplest intaglio to print the interview transcript.
He hadn't finished carving it until morning, so Amei sent someone to call him.
Li Didi lay down in front of the table for half the night, and his waist was almost broken. When he heard that Qing Mulan was looking for him, he hurried there.
"Sister Mu Lan, do you have a problem with me?" Li Didi asked obediently.
Qing Mulan has no specific position in the Shu army, so many people call her Miss Qing or Miss Qing. Only Li Didi calls her Sister Mulan every time they meet.
Qing Mulan liked this title very much, so she took special care of Li Didi.
This is also the reason why Li Didi can get along well with all the soldiers.www.八一zw.????m
He knows how to guess people's hearts, has a sweet mouth, and knows what others are willing to hear.
"Sir has written a new poem, come and take a look!"
Qing Mulan picked up the manuscript paper and handed it to Li Didi.
Li Didi's eyes lit up and he quickly took it.
After reading it, he asked doubtfully: "I have heard of Yumen Pass, but where are Qinghai and Loulan?"
In the feudal era, information was limited. Although Li Didi had studied, most people really didn't know about Loulan.
"Loulan is a country in the Western Regions, very far from the Central Plains, further west of Tubo and Dangxiang."
Qing Mulan said: "As for Qinghai, it should refer to Qinghai Lake in the north of Tubo. It is said that there are endless snow-capped mountains there. Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain means that Qinghai Lake is covered with dark clouds, covering all the snow-capped mountains."
"Sister Mu Lan is so powerful. Not only can she lead troops in battle, she is also so knowledgeable."
Li Didi flattered him sincerely, then lowered his head and sighed: "As expected of you, sir. In just seven words, he painted a desolate and vast scene. Although I have never been to Qinghai Lake, nor have I seen it.
Crossing the snowy mountains, but I can imagine that scene!
The last two sentences are even more heroic and tragic, and they are sonorous and powerful when read!"
"That is, if you don't compose poetry easily, your poems must be handed down from generation to generation!"
Qing Mulan followed up and said proudly: "I called you here just to show you whether you can use this poem that Mr. Wang recently composed."
"This poem is powerful and tragic, and it is very suitable for the current situation. Of course it can be used!"
Li Didi nodded repeatedly, and then asked hesitantly: "Sister Mu Lan, sir, do you agree?"
Although the addition of this poem would probably require revision of the manuscript and possibly a new stereotype, Li Didi was still very excited.
The only thing that worried him was that he also knew that Jin Feng didn't like to show off his poetry, and he was afraid that Jin Feng wouldn't agree.
"It's not like you don't know that sir, no matter how much you like him in your heart, he will say no on the surface. When people praised him for his good poetry, you didn't see that his grin almost reached his ears."
Qing Mulan said carelessly: "Don't worry about him, just use it. If he asks later, just blame it on me."
"Thank you very much, Sister Mulan."
Li Didi agreed very much with Qing Mulan's evaluation of Jin Feng.
In fact, to put it bluntly, Jin Feng is a bit boring.
For example, he and Zuo Feifei, if they had an initiative, they would not delay it until now.
Now that the emperor has granted a marriage, the two of them have completely broken through the last layer of window paper. Aren't they tired of being together every day?
In fact, Qing Mulan and Li Didi really wronged Jin Feng.
Emotionally he is a bit sultry, but in terms of poetry, he really wants to be low-key.
When people praised him, Jin Feng's toes almost dug out of his shoes, and he was grinning just to relieve his embarrassment. He was really not complacent.
"Sister Mu Lan, I have another question," Li Didi asked: "What is the name of this poem?"
"Uh..." Qing Mulan scratched her head: "Your sister Feifei went to ask, but she hasn't come down yet."
"Sir, will you tell me?" Li Didi was a little doubtful.
"It's okay. If he doesn't tell me, I'll ask him personally. I'll definitely ask him for you!" Qing Mulan promised, patting her chest.
Just as he was talking, he saw Jin Feng and Zuo Feifei coming down from the mountain together.
Zuo Feifei followed Jin Feng and shook her head at Qing Mulan.
Qing Mulan had just promised Li Didi that the cowhide was still warm. When she saw Zuo Feifei shaking her head, she could only go up to it and asked directly: "Sir, what is the name of the poem you just composed?"
But Jin Feng ignored him and turned around and walked to the command room.
I didn't eat anything last night and I was very hungry.
Qing Mulan took a look and quickly walked a few steps to block Jin Feng: "Speak quickly, if you don't say anything, I will pick someone up!"
"Then you can choose whichever one you want." Jin Feng shrugged his shoulders, bypassed Qing Mulan, and continued walking forward.
He just expressed his feelings just now. Who knew that Zuo Feifei would write it down and Qing Mulan would know about it.
Qing Mulan said that he could pick anyone up casually, but if he really asked her to pick one up, her claws would go numb.
The creator of a poem knows the poem best, and the name chosen by the creator can best fit the artistic conception of the poem.
How could she come up with a name for someone who only listens to poetry?
So Qing Mulan ran a few steps quickly and grabbed Jin Feng again.
This time she directly used her ultimate move, leaned into Jin Feng's ear and threatened in a low voice: "If you don't tell me, I will tell everyone about it!"
Hearing what Qing Mulan said, Zuo Feifei and others' ears suddenly stood up.