Chapter 35: The Four Great Artifacts of the Nation, Papermaking and Printing Technique Huaxia Dictionary Tube
Ying Cheng was sitting in the carriage.
Guo Huaiyi accompanied him with a hundred cavalry.
"What are you doing here?"
"General Guo, what is going on? Why did your Majesty give Ying Cheng the power to command the troops of the Western Camp?"
"Yes, I am only ten years old. If it weren't for His Majesty's will, I would have..."
"This is a bit unreasonable. What happened in the court today?"
"Now where does this take us?"
Pang Cheng, Tian Fu, and Zhong Liang, who were following Guo Huaiyi, murmured questions in a low voice.
This is really a bit strange for the three of them.
They have never seen anything so strange since they took over the army.
"Well, how should I put it? I don't know where it will take us."
"As long as you don't rebel, just listen!"
"The current situation is that His Majesty seems to want to establish Qin Law, which is to modify certain rules and regulations."
"Just this morning, no, this matter started three days ago..."
Guo Huaiyan told the whole story in a concise and concise manner.
This moment.
Pang Cheng and the others, who originally despised Ying Cheng, couldn't help but murmur.
"It seems that this eldest grandson is still a ruthless character, and not an ordinary ruthless person!"
"Not only that, those who dare to contradict His Majesty in person are all people I admire very much."
"But this eldest grandson is a bit too much. The talk of subjugating the country is simply nonsense. I'm waiting here. If anyone rebels, you can give him a try. If we don't fight him, he won't even recognize his parents."
"Okay, okay, shut up." Guo Huaiyi looked at the three of them speechlessly and said:
"I'll give what I have to explain. In a word, don't rebel, don't use troops to do whatever you want, and fight wherever Dalu Ling orders. I think His Majesty thought so too, so he handed over the military power of the Western Camp to Dalu Ling!"
While the four of them were muttering.
Ying Cheng's carriage arrived at the back door of Fusu Mansion quietly.
"Eldest Young Master, Eldest Young Master, you are back. I will go and notify Madam right away."
After prying open the back door, the guard watching the door screamed and tried to run away when he saw Ying Cheng coming back.
"Stop, don't make any noise."
The guard guarding the door originally wanted to say a few more words.
The eldest son, Ying Cheng, became an official at the age of ten and took charge of the government. This was enough excitement for them as domestic servants for ten days and a half to a month.
The rewards in this are even more numerous.
How could you not be excited?
But the guard at the gate was about to speak.
Four generals in armor and swords stepped through the door and entered.
"this!"
The guard at the gate was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, with a crash, one black-armored guard after another rushed in.
"This, this, this, eldest son, this!"
The guard at the gate screamed, but was muffled by Guo Huaiyi.
"Hush, shush!"
Ying Cheng didn't want to make too much noise.
After warning the guard repeatedly, he hurriedly entered the backyard of Fusu Mansion.
"Meet the eldest son."
But before he had even taken two steps, he encountered a group of patrolling guards. These were all soldiers from the Fusu Mansion. There were three hundred soldiers in the entire Fusu Mansion.
but.
As the eldest son of the Fusu Mansion and the oldest one, Fusu Boss, he, the second oldest, has a transcendent status, so these people naturally dare not stop him.
The journey was smooth, and Ying Cheng led the four of them to Bieyuan.
Even if the eldest son's mansion of Great Qin is miserable, it won't be any worse.
Since he could walk freely, he lived alone in a villa with mountains, water, clear springs and beautiful scenery.
Sincerity Garden!
The name is Fusuqi.
There is even a debate about whether his name is Ying Cheng or Ying Cheng.
Fusu wanted to name him 'Cheng'.
But the First Emperor gave him the name "Cheng".
His arms couldn't twist his thighs, so he was called Ying Cheng, but Fusu had always called him Cheng with the word "Cheng" for so many years.
Anyway.
He doesn't care, just call him 'Agou'!
"Cheng'er, Cheng'er!"
As soon as Ying Cheng arrived at the gate of Chengyi Garden and was about to go in, he still didn't stop the news from the people in Fusu Mansion. His mother, Li Xian, hurried over.
"Mom!"
Ying Chengba smacked his lips. He originally wanted to get it quietly, but he still made a fuss.
He immediately ordered Guo Huaiyi: "General Guo, the black armored guards have sealed off Chengyi Garden and driven out all the people inside. No one is allowed to enter Chengyi Garden."
"this!"
Guo Huaiyi looked at each other, and Pang Cheng looked at each other in confusion.
Lead troops to blockade your home!
But he also quickly took the order and said:
"I will obey my orders!"
With a wave of his hand, Guo Huaiyi led the black-armored guards into the courtyard and began to block it.
Li Xian was very happy to pamper his son and had too much to say.
But when it comes to Ying Cheng leading the black-armored guards to blockade his yard, he still feels extremely confused: "What are you doing?"
"Mom, let's wait until I'm done with these days. Can I pick up something?"
Ying Cheng said angrily: "Mom, please watch carefully and don't let anyone in the house come near my yard."
Said.
Ying Cheng walked into his villa. Since there was no gate, after a few clicks, a row of black-armored guards blocked the door.
"This kid, what are you doing!" Looking at Ying Cheng who couldn't even speak clearly, Li Xian was speechless, but still ordered:
"Listen to the eldest son, no one is allowed to approach Chengyi Garden!"
After saying that, Li Xian opened his eyes from a distance to see what was going on inside.
Is there something going on in Chengyi Garden that she doesn't know about, and why should she keep it so secret?
Just in Li Xian's question.
After hearing the report, Fusu hurried over.
"What about the traitor?" Fusu asked Li Xian.
Li Xian pointed at Chengyi Garden and said, "Cheng'er said that no one is allowed to approach Chengyi Garden."
"Humph, Nizi, it's not his turn to decide what kind of place this is, Fusu Mansion."
When Fusu heard this, he was extremely angry and tried to force his way in.
But the black-armored guard at the door was completely immune to any orders from Fusu and said coldly:
"The great law orders that anyone who breaks into Chengyi Garden without permission will be killed without mercy."
The aura of the black armored guard startled Fusu.
But this was his Fusu Mansion, and he was very angry at what Ying Cheng had done, so he angrily said:
"Why, do you want to kill even this prince without mercy?"
"Your Highness, the eldest son, this is a military order, please make atonement for your sins." The black-armored guard was a little timid, but still did not give in at all.
"This treacherous son has really grown up in his abilities. He led troops to surround his own home, which is a rebellion."
Fusu was also frightened and backed away angrily, but started to curse loudly.
Normally, Li Xian would try to appease Fu Su no matter how annoying he was, but this time, there was no sign of appeasing him at all, and he just watched the show from the sidelines.
Although, she was also curious about what Ying Cheng was going to do.
And Yingcheng.
He took Guo Huaiyi and the four of them straight to his study.
Nobody knows.
Just inside this study, there is something that can make the sky and the earth lose their color, and make the sun and the moon obscure their brightness.
"Clear every corner of the study. No one is allowed to come near. Anyone who comes near, no matter who it is, will be killed!"
Ying Cheng gave the order again and even stopped at the door, letting the black armored guards conduct a second inspection of the study.
After confirming that no one was there, Ying Cheng entered the study.
His study room is about 120 square meters, and has a large collection of books. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a huge collection of books.
But actually not much.
They are all bamboo slip transcripts, which may seem like a lot, but in fact they are only the contents of a bookshelf.
"Here, Dalu Ling, what are we going to do?"
Guo Huaiyi couldn't help but ask doubtfully.
no way.
Along the way, Yingcheng is so majestic and majestic, so just showing them his collection of books... is a bit inappropriate!
Well, the bamboo slips in this house are indeed extraordinary.
"Da Lü Ling, let's move these bamboo slips. I will order them to move them now!" Guo Huaiyi was eager to roll up his sleeves and get started.
Ying Cheng smiled.
I walked to a bookshelf filled with bamboo slips and groped for a while.
Suddenly.
The bookshelf creaked open.
The entire wall is exposed.
Smoothly, Ying Cheng opened a mechanism on the wall, and the entire wall slowly pushed to both sides.
"Secret room?"
Guo Huaiyi and the others looked at the secret room that suddenly appeared in surprise.
They looked at each other and couldn't believe their eyes.
I really didn't expect that.
This study is truly unique.
"Four generals are coming with me."
Ying Cheng turned around and smiled, then walked into the secret room first.
Very calm and very excited.
This door was born... He could finally push the wheel of history.
The whole secret room is not very big.
But there are many various grooved furnishings inside.
When the oil lamp was lit, the entire secret room was illuminated.
There was no chance for the four people who came in like curious babies to wander around.
Ying Cheng only walked straight to a long table.
And right in front of the long table.
There are four things.
Ying Cheng gently picked up the front pile of paper...!
He handed it to Guo Huaiyi, Pang Cheng, Tian Fu and Zhong Liang.
He said with a smile: "Four of you, let's take a look, what do you think of this thing?"
Guo Huaiyi was stunned and took the whitish rectangular thing handed over by Ying Cheng.
"What is this?"
Guo Huaiyi held the paper and looked through it repeatedly. He felt that this thing was not simple, but he couldn't explain why it was not simple!
"Yes, Dalu Ling, if you have something to say, just say it directly and don't beat around the bush with us."
Pang Cheng was also confused and watched it repeatedly, but he really couldn't understand it clearly.
"This thing feels a bit thick to the touch, but very thin. It's similar to cloth, but much harder than cloth."
"But General, I really can't figure out what this thing is. What is this thing for?"
Looking at the four people in confusion.
Ying Cheng smiled and moved over to the inkstone for pen and ink, polished it casually, and said:
"This thing is called paper!"
"If the four of you don't know what this thing is for, you might as well write something down and take a look!"
Hear the words.
The four people were puzzled.
Guo Huaiyi frowned and put the paper on the table, picked up the brush and wrote three words:
‘Guo, Huai, Yi!’
Suddenly.
Guo Huaiyi raised his head in surprise and asked with an extremely absurd idea in his mind:
"Daluling, is this a silk scroll?"
"This, no, this has the smell of bamboo grass, but it's not bamboo chips."
"But this, this, this."
Ying Cheng didn't have any explanation.
Guo Huaiyi had already picked up the paper again.
This time, Guo Huaiyi clearly knew the purpose and no longer looked at the paper randomly.
Instead, he pinched the paper between his index finger and thumb.
"Thin!"
Guo Huaiyi mentioned it casually again.
"light!"
Guo Huaiyi carefully folded the paper with both hands.
The entire paper almost formed a barrel shape, but there were no breaks or even creases at all.
"Soft yet tough."
Finally, Guo Huaiyi stared at the name he had just written.
"Gathered but not scattered, so thin but not ink seeping."
call!
Guo Huaiyi picked up the pen and ink in surprise and wrote with great seriousness: "On October 27, the thirty-second year of the First Emperor, Guo Huaiyi, the school captain of the Weiwei Mansion, led by the Young Master of Dalulingcheng, entered the Chengyiyuan study room of the Changgongzi Mansion.
See the secret room."
"When I saw something called paper, I was surprised at first. I didn't know what it was. Then I wrote it with pen and ink. I was shocked!"
Gulu!
Guo Huaiyi stared straight at the words on the table that he had just written on the paper.
The more you write.
The shock in my heart became even greater.
It’s unbelievable and I can’t believe it.
Texts can be written on silk scrolls, bamboo slips, bamboo slips, silk and satin and other written deeds.
The bamboo slips are thick and heavy, but a hundred words can fill a whole collection of bamboo slips.
Extremely complicated.
Later, some people thinned the bamboo slips. Although this was an improvement, it made the production more difficult and easy to damage.
So.
Silk scrolls and satin became expensive, but they were still used for writing documents in the government and palace regardless of consumption.
but now.
This thing.
Thin, light, soft but tough, the ink does not scatter when lifted up, and the ink does not bleed. It only needs to be baked for a while or dried naturally to write.
"What are you doing? Isn't this just a written contract? It's just a little thinner and a little lighter." Zhong Liang broke the immersive secret room with one sentence.
Guo Huaiyi glared fiercely and said angrily: "Shut up, no one will treat you as a mute if you don't speak!"
At the same time, he was a school captain, but Guo Huaiyi was made from the rank of junior officer, and he was a guard and school captain. He was not comparable to Pang Cheng and other school captains.
Great authority.
"I wonder, Master Cheng, what is the cost of this thing, what is the production process, and what if it is built in large quantities?"
To be able to become one of the commanders of the First Emperor's bodyguards and participate in government affairs, Guo Huaiyi still had some insight, courage and strategy.
I can directly see the value of this thing and the core issues.
Ying Cheng smiled.
Under the watchful eyes of the main player Guo Huaiyi and his followers Pang Cheng, Tian Fu and Zhong Liang.
Ying Chengyou gently took out four pen-style writing brushes from a box nearby that were longer than two index fingers and thicker than thumbs!
Or call it a tap water brush.
Ying Cheng took out the back cover that was fixed with a mortise and tenon structure, and the hose was made of resin condensed with weasel hair.
Absorb ink and process brush pen.
Writing with a brush requires a great mastery of the brush itself. If there is a slight mistake, there will be lumps of ink.
However, the tap water brush was researched by Li Xiaoping and other writing teams in later generations, and a brush named "Small Guan" was produced.
That is, a tap water brush.
The excess part at the root of the original brush is restrained, leaving only a small tip. Through clever design, problems such as ink condensation are solved.
It becomes very easy to write calligraphy with this method.
This.
It is the second country-suppressing artifact that he has made in a somewhat rough way during his years of research.
Ying Cheng handed the tap brush to Guo Huaiyi and said:
“Try this again!”
“Simple writing brush!”
Guo Huaiyi was still shocked by the paper.
Seeing the strange thing Ying Cheng handed over again, he couldn't help but nodded.
You're welcome.
It felt uncomfortable to hold it up, but I still wrote on the paper quickly.
When Guo Huaiyi first wrote it, he was still a little uncomfortable.
But soon.
Guo Huaiyi's hands began to tremble.
There was even a tremor, and even the water brush in his hand shook on the paper.
"Paper, brush, if these two things work together."
"This small piece of paper is enough to hold an entire Analects of Confucius!"
"These are heavenly creations that complement each other and can be called gods!"
"How is this thing made?"
Guo Huaiyi was very, very excited.
Pang Cheng and Tian Fu, who understood the situation a little bit, became more and more excited.
What they see today will subvert their senses.
Don't say anything else.
It would be much more convenient if this paper could be used for sending messages in the military.
Using this method to write military books, art of war, and military discipline, you only need a few pieces of paper to write words that would require dozens of bamboo slips.
It's truly an incredible thing.
Ying Cheng still did not answer Guo Huaiyi's question and did not provide any explanation.
Instead, he moved again and came to a square box.
Guo Huaiyi didn't ask a word this time. Pang Cheng, Tian Fu, and Zhong Liang also didn't ask a word and followed Ying Cheng's footsteps and moved closer.
Ying Cheng didn't say much.
There are a total of sixty movable type squares arranged in a rectangular shape, which is about the same size as the paper he cut out.
How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raised an army, I repaired my sword and spear. I share the same enemy with you!
How can I say that I have no clothes? I am in the same boat with you. When the king raised his army, he repaired my spear and halberd. I worked together with you!
How can I say that I have no clothes? I wear the same clothes with you. The king raised his army and repaired my armor. I went with you.
Twenty-five words in total!
How can it be said that the king without clothes and his son in the same robe raised his troops to repair my sword, spear, Qiu Ze, and halberd, and together they made clothes and armor and marched together!
Ying Cheng slowly dipped a brush in ink onto the printing plate mold, gently placed the paper on top, and brushed it lightly with a brush a few times.
Then he gently took off the paper and handed it to Guo Huaiyi.
Ying Cheng kept moving and operated five times in a row.
One for each person, and another one placed on the table.
"how?"
After doing all this, Ying Cheng washed his hands while turning his head and staring at Guo Huaiyi with a smile.
"Mr. Cheng, don't you need to write this?"
"That's it, it's written?"
"The words on these five pieces of paper are exactly the same, as if they were carved from the same mold, without any difference."
"But just now, Mr. Cheng, just took a brush and swiped it a few times, and just like that, he came out?"
Guo Huaiyi could not use his own words to specifically describe the stuttering answer of the strange thing in front of him.
The shock in my heart was comparable to when His Majesty the First Emperor ordered his Guo Huaiyi’s head to be beheaded.
At this moment, Guo Huaiyi thought of many things.
In shock.
Guo Huaiyi wanted to get started.
Ying Cheng raised his hand to stop Guo Huaiyi's movement and shook his head.
"General Guo, don't be anxious."
Said.
Ying Cheng directly closed the lid and took a step deeper into the long table.
He picked up a stack of books bound with needlework.
On the surface, there are four big characters written "Chinese Dictionary"!
"General Guo, please look!"
Guo Huaiyi couldn't suppress the shocked suspicion in his heart and took the book handed over by Ying Cheng.
Very thick.
Also very confused.
Hold it and look through the middle.
"Fang: Two boats are joined together, and it also refers to a raft made of bamboo and wood side by side. "The Book of Songs Gu Feng": As long as it is deep, Fang's boat is the best.
Vertically, horizontally, squarely and circularly.”
Guo Huaiyi didn't understand it for a while, so he turned over a few more pages. Some places were blank, some places had only one word, and there was an unwritten word at the end.
Involuntarily, Guo Huaiyi looked up at Ying Cheng in confusion.
Ying Cheng then suggested: "General Guo might as well start reading from the beginning!"
Received a reminder from Ying Cheng.
Guo Huaiyi nodded hurriedly, because the binding was not very good and the Chinese dictionary was thick and very inconvenient.
Guo Huaiyi put the Chinese dictionary on the table and opened the first page.
"Oh goose, you are so arrogant!"
"Bop touch Verde Tenerre!"
Guo Huaiyi looked at a few strange characters that he didn't recognize, but they sounded catchy.
"Turn another page!"
Ying Cheng explained from the side.
"Oh oh oh..."
Guo Huaiyi nodded quickly and turned the page.
The first thing my eyes fell on was 'Case...Six'.
"Turn to page six, there is a page number on the lower right!"
Ying Cheng continued to assist with commentary.
Guo Huaiyi nodded, rolled up the lower right corner, it was indeed there, and quickly found page six.
"Case, a wooden tray used to hold food.
Long table.
Incident refers to an incident involving the law.
…”
Guo Huaiyi, who still didn't understand, wanted to take a closer look.
I really can't understand it.
It seems like explaining the meaning of a word, but what is the use of such an explanation.
Ying Cheng walked gently beside Guo Huaiyi, packed up the Chinese dictionary, and put it back into the iron box without giving Guo Huaiyi a chance to look at it.
Originally, this thing was not meant for Guo Huaiyi to see, and there was absolutely no need to waste time by looking at it.
After putting it away, he asked Guo Huaiyi a question:
"Does General Guo have a son?"
Guo Huaiyi was suspicious for a moment and then replied: "Young master, I will have two sons and three daughters. The eldest son is Guo Youcai, and the second son is Guo Jiangcai."
"Okay, okay, is there anyone my age?" Ying Cheng didn't care about that.
"The eldest son Guo Youcai is nine years old this year, but he is similar to Young Master Cheng. If Young Master Cheng is in need, I will die..." Guo Huaiyi quickly replied.
I thought Ying Cheng was looking for a reading companion, so he would bring a lantern with him.
"Have you ever been able to read and write?" Ying Cheng smiled and continued to ask.
"Well, the eldest son is naughty and gives the junior general a headache. But in terms of martial arts, he has..." Guo Huaiyi, who was interrupted many times, was not angry at all. On the contrary, he was still trying his best to introduce his son.
Because, even if Guo Huaiyi, as a young master and a school captain of the Weiwei School, wants his son to be the companion of the eldest grandson of the royal family, he still needs to be rewarded by His Majesty.
In the entire Great Qin Dynasty, there are countless people who are more qualified than Guo Huaiyi's son to be his eldest grandson.
"That's good!" Ying Cheng smiled and said: "If General Guo gives your eldest son the Chinese dictionary and lets him study it by himself, will your eldest son be able to read and understand the meaning of the Chinese characters?"
Guo Huaiyi was startled, and gradually frowned, remembering what he had just seen.
Suddenly.
His gaze gradually changed, and his pupils involuntarily dilated.
To learn Chinese characters and words, the teacher needs to teach you step by step. First, practice the characters, then teach the pronunciation, and then explain the meaning.
This is how he learned in the beginning. Whose child in the entire Da Qin family did not learn this way.
But if so.
Ying Cheng said directly:
"General Guo, you have fallen into a misunderstanding. Because you are very talented and knowledgeable, when you look through it, you can recognize and understand the meaning of the words at a glance."
"I don't think it's strange."
"But for those who are illiterate and understand the meaning, if they learn according to the instructions."
"What do you think, General Guo?"
This was explained by Ying Cheng.
Guo Huaiyi suddenly started to tremble and couldn't help but swallow a breath of cold air.
"If I have this Chinese dictionary, I don't need a teacher to supervise me. As long as I know my friends, I can guarantee that I will be able to understand the meaning of all the words before the age of fifteen."
"When I read the scriptures again, it will be smooth and unimpeded."
"I can guarantee that before the age of twenty, I will be able to conquer everything..."
Ying Cheng smiled mysteriously and said in a voice like thunder:
"But if I take the land of Zaohe River, I can make this Chinese dictionary like the words on this paper."
"When a hundred copies were printed, what did General Guo think?"
"Suppose I reproduce a thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, or one million Chinese dictionaries in their entirety."
"At that time, not only the children of General Guo will have a copy, but the children of General Pang, General Tian, and General Zhong will also have a copy."
"So what?"
Ying Cheng smiled more and more, reaching for a stack of papers.
"General Guo, with this paper, thousands of words can be written on it."
Ying Cheng opened the cover of the printing plate mold with one hand, randomly placed pieces of paper on top, and then took them off.
He said with a loud squandering voice:
"With this printing technology, not to mention millions of copies of just one Chinese dictionary."
"They are Shang Junshu, Laozi, Zhuangzi, Huainanzi, Warring States Policy, Guiguzi, Sun Tzu's Art of War, Sun Bin's Art of War and other thousands of books in the Qin Dynasty."
"Make millions of copies of them all. When the time comes, General Guo, Pang Jiangjun's children, and all our children in Da Qin will each have one copy."
"So what?"
"Why should I take the land of Zaohe? Because only there can I make millions of copies, strengthen our Qin Dynasty, and stabilize this immortal empire for Your Majesty."
"Now, do you still think that tens of thousands of people cannot be forcibly evicted?"
"Can I take the land of Zaohe River?"
"If these artifacts are not kept secret, it will be very painful for the Qin Dynasty if anti-Qin people learn about them!"
"Those who disrupt our country should be killed."
The sound of winning the city is like thunder.
Guo Huaiyi's body was trembling, and he was crying in excitement.
"The guilty general Guo Huaiyi knew his mistake and allowed the young master to punish him. However, the young master had some intention to drive him away. The general will swear to death to obey his orders."
Guo Huaiyi's whole body seemed to be filled with nothing but passionate kneeling and roaring sounds.
What I saw today.
So shocked.
It was too shocking.
If he can really do this, it will be a sword and ax. He, Guo Huaiyi, will resolutely have no regrets.
Pang Cheng and Tian Fu, who were also affected and imagined the dangers involved, also knelt down to worship.
After thinking about it a little bit, Zhong Liang only knew that this matter was very, very important, so he knelt down to pay homage.
"The last generals Guo Huaiyi, Pang Cheng, Tian Fu, and Zhong Liang are willing to die to obey orders."
"Very good!" Ying Cheng nodded.
Put the Chinese dictionary into a large iron box, put a pile of paper and a few tap pens inside, and then sealed the iron box.
He stood up and said to the four of them: "General Guo, I won't say any more here."
"You move this iron box out."
Guo Huaiyi stood up without any further questioning, kicked Pang Cheng, then carried the box and walked out.
Tian Fu and Zhong Liang also followed and walked out.
Ying Cheng squinted his eyes as he scanned the secret room that had been with him for many years, and murmured:
"Your mission must come to an end. History will never forget you!"
Say it!
Ying Cheng gently picked up the oil lamp and opened a closed lid at the door.
Gently, the wick fell on the spilled kerosene.
Suddenly.
A raging fire burned along the sideline.
A moment of effort.
The entire secret room burned like a closed powder keg.
"Son."
Guo Huaiyi, who had just gone out and was still waiting, screamed on the spot and rushed in to put out the fire in a panic.
However, Ying Cheng pulled Guo Huaiyi and smiled: "Everything here should be over. A giant super workshop will rise ten miles away from Zaohe River."
