Liu Hui carefully opened the first page and saw densely written lines of text on it. Liu Hui read: "Zheng Bo Duan Yu Yan, in the early days, Zheng Wugong married Yu Shen, named Wu Jiang, and gave birth to Duke Zhuang and his uncle Duan Zhuang.
When Gong Huansheng was born, the Jiang family was frightened, so he was named Huansheng, so he became evil..."
After reading a few words, Liu Hui was already shocked!
"This is!?"
Jushou also looked surprised, let go of the scribe's arm, rushed forward and picked up a copy of "Guiguzi!"
"The ancient sage Yue Ruoji was among the heavens and the earth. He was the forerunner of all living beings. He observed the opening and closing of yin and yang to name things. He knew the door to survival and death..."
At this moment, time seemed to suddenly freeze! The debate stage with five to six hundred people standing was completely silent. The scribes looked at each other, and everyone's eyes were filled with unconcealable shock!
Suddenly, someone among the scribes let out a ghostly scream and pounced on him regardless of appearance! As soon as this person moved, it was like a powder keg was lit! Thirty or so weak scholars who were originally powerless suddenly turned into
In order to show off the iron-blooded warrior who was desperate for his own life, a full-scale martial arts show was almost immediately performed on the stage!
"The Book of Songs! Ouch, who stepped on my toes!" I saw a scribe displaying his unrivaled Qinggong and standing out from the crowd. He picked up a thread-bound book and refused to let go even though his toes were stepped on and hurt.
Eyes watering.
"Mencius! Damn it! That bastard grabbed my clothes?" A skinny old man over sixty years old was as agile as an ape at this moment. He accelerated a few steps ahead of others and picked up a book. Unexpectedly, someone behind him grabbed his clothes.
, with a squeaking sound, a large hole was torn open. The old man didn't even notice it, holding the book and reading it with fascination.
"Huainanzi!" "My pants!" "Wei Liaozi!" "Ouch, my waist!"
"..."
"This... this is a bit too exaggerated." Wen Yuan said to himself in a dull voice. Indeed, he could imagine the huge impact that thread-bound books would have on this era, but seeing the scene in front of him, Wen Yuan still couldn't help but
I can believe my eyes widened.
There was no printing technology in this era, so literature transmission could only rely on inscribing strokes one by one on bamboo and wood chips. The bamboo and wood chips were heavy, and only a dozen or twenty words could be written on a single slip.
The books often amount to hundreds of scrolls and weigh hundreds of kilograms, which are difficult to read and carry. What's more, the book collectors regard these volumes as their lifeblood and are reluctant to lend them to others.
The Julu paper used in Wenyuan's thread-bound books is light and thin, delicate and white. A book is only one or two inches thick. It is light and easy to flip through casually. It is just a thread-bound book. In the eyes of these readers, it is worth a thousand pieces of gold! This box
The book is absolutely priceless!
It's just that in the eyes of scholars, it only takes a few days for Wenyuan to get a priceless book into his hands. It is indeed difficult to develop movable type printing. The processes of seal cutting, firing pottery models, typesetting and mimeographing are extremely complicated. Wenyuan asked Wen Yuan to do this in September last year.
Zhang Yu did trial production, and it was not until two months ago that he printed the first thread-bound book!
Fortunately, the printing craftsmen became more and more skilled after that, and after two months, they printed two sets of thread-bound books of one hundred and ten kinds, one set for the teacher, and one set for the students to study.
After being stunned for a long time, Wen Yuan regained his composure, coughed twice and said: "You don't have to fight for it, everyone has it, everyone has it..."
"Lord!"
When Wen Yuan was at a loss, he suddenly saw Liu Hui's face full of tears, and his voice was trembling with a cry, and he was surprised:
"Mr. Zihui, why is this?"
"My lord..." Liu Hui walked up to Wen Yuan, his face flushed with excitement and said: "As soon as this book came out, literati all over the world admired my lord for his kindness. My lord, my Lord, you have such great achievements that will last forever, please accept Liu Hui's behalf."
Scholars from all over the world bow three times!" After saying that, he knelt down respectfully to Wen Yuan and bowed three times with great solemnity!
Wen Yuan used brute strength to lift the stubborn Liu Hui up. Before he could say anything, Tian Feng and Ju Shou followed him up.
"My lord has done a great job, and the poor people in the world are very lucky. Tian Feng, on behalf of the poor people in the world, thanks my lord for his kindness!"
"My lord, you are a great virtuous man. Jushu thanks you on behalf of the thousands of people in the world! My lord, you have made it difficult for Jushu to hide this from you!"
The two of them also bowed respectfully and paid homage. Although Jushou was complaining, his eyes clearly showed a smile of appreciation!
"General, I will bow to you!"
The scribes Liu Hui invited to teach him all bowed down with excitement and thanked him!
In the blink of an eye, people on the debate stage fell to their knees!
This matter has caused a big fuss! Let the hundreds of Hebei scribes in front of us see such an impulsive gift. This effect is something Wenyuan never expected!
Wen Yuan hurriedly raised his hand and said: "Everyone, please get up quickly!"
Everyone stood up as instructed and looked at Wen Yuan no longer with the disdainful and contemptuous look just now, but with a respectful and flattering smile.
Seeing the eyes of these scribes, Liu Hui suddenly woke up from a dream, guarding the wooden box like a calf. However, those scribes who just now claimed to be gentle all held one or two books in their hands. Looking at their posture,
He refused to let go even if he was beaten to death.
Wen Yuan secretly laughed so hard that his intestines cramped, but he tried his best to look calm and smiled slightly: "Everyone, my Julu is in a remote place and I can't give you any decent gifts. I don't know what these small gifts are, everyone."
Can you see it?"
Everyone was frightened and saluted: "It's worth it! It's worth it! Thank you General Zhang for the generous gift. I'll thank you for it!"
"Gentlemen, there is no need to be polite. You are all distinguished guests invited to my Julu. Each gentleman can make a book of his choice as a thank you gift."
"Thank you very much!" These thread-bound books are more precious than gold in the eyes of scribes. Many people have already planned to collect the books when they return home and pass them down from generation to generation as family heirlooms.
After coughing, Wen Yuan continued: "Thanks to all the gentlemen for staying and giving lectures, but we in Julu County are short of money and food. In addition to providing food and accommodation, we can only give each gentleman one book as a gift every month."
Salary, I wonder if you are willing to do so."
All the scribes nodded and said: "Yes, yes!" What a joke! One book a month, not to mention just food and lodging, they are all willing to pay for it!
"In that case, you can choose as you like." Wen Yuan said with a smile, then motioned to Tian Feng and Ju Shou with his eyes, turned around and walked towards the audience.
"My lord, you are too generous to give such great gifts to these scribes!" Qian Zhao couldn't help but muttered after following Wen Yuan into the inner hall on the second floor.
Tian Feng and Jushu behind Wen Yuan were also puzzled and said with a smile: "In their opinion, thread-bound books are more expensive than a thousand pieces of gold, but in my opinion, it's just a piece of cake. If you like anything, you can just tell us the title of the book and let us know."
Zhang Yu went to seal it."
"Yin?" Tian Feng didn't understand for a moment and looked at Wen Yuan and Zhang Yu stupidly.
"Well...it's not easy to explain. Anyway, it will be easy to get a thread-bound book in the future! Gentlemen, take a look. This is the document sent by Gongsun Zan's envoy just now to ask for Yuan Xiuwen. What do you think?"