Datang: Empress mother-in-law sent Li Er to test me

They only revealed how much they already knew what they were going to say and what they were going to do.

Du Yan shook his head and said, "Zhang Shaoyin, it's not that this old man wants to hit you, it's really your idea, which is too naive."

"If literacy and reading are really so simple, why are there so many illiterate and uneducated people in the world?"

Du Yan raised a finger and said solemnly: "The reason is that many people simply don't have the time to study in order to support their families."

"Those who want to read and write have to give up because their families are poor."

"Furthermore, there are still a large number of people who do not agree with the theory of literacy and reading. They think that being able to read is not very useful at all."

"Knowing how to read and write, can you make more crops grow in the fields at home? If you can't grow them, isn't it a waste of time to read and read?"

"So, the old man said that what you want to do, there are thousands of mountains in front of you, and it is difficult and difficult!"

Zhang Dun sighed lightly, and said, "It's difficult, why don't you do it?"

"The people don't know the gold in the book, and mistakenly treat the land as a jade."

"You and I are officials in the court, and we should educate the people. If the people's thinking is wrong, you and I should point it out for them and guide them to a broader road."

Changsun Wuji suddenly said: "I agree with your idea, but I still say that changing customs has not been so easy since ancient times."

"The old man just said one thing, reading and writing are useless to ordinary people!"

Zhang Dun glanced across the faces of the three of them, and it was obvious that they were all thinking the same way.

Zhang Dun said in a calm tone, "That's because they don't know that technology is the primary productive force!"

Technology, the primary productive force?

Changsun Wuji and Du Yan frowned, what kind of word is this?

Zhang Dun didn't explain too much, but continued: "And where does technology come from? Only reading!"

He raised up three fingers and said: "Since ancient times, it has been said that to establish virtue and meritorious deeds is the three immortals."

"However, where does morality come from? An official who puts the people first is setting an example and building morality!"

"What is meritorious service? It is you and me who are making meritorious service to educate the people and open up the wisdom of the people!"

"What is Liyan? You and I hold a pen and let them know that reading is useful and that the books they read can be used in fertile fields, that is Liyan!"

"And what is the basis of all this?"

"Just let them learn to read first!"

Zhang Dun patted the table with the palm of his hand, and said loudly: "No matter how difficult and difficult the front is, I, Zhang Dun, will do it!"

In the room, there was an instant silence.

After a long time, Du Yan exhaled, glanced at Changsun Wuji, then at Cheng Yaojin, and said, "You and I are not as good as Zhang Shaoyin."

He looked at Zhang Dun again, and said solemnly: "Zhang Shaoyin, tell me, what should we do?"

Zhang Dun said without hesitation: "Let's sort out the simplified characters first, and then engrave them on the wooden blocks. First, we should do the movable type printing."

Changsun Wuji nodded and said, "No problem, let's write."

"Also, it's painting."

"Like this."

Zhang Dun sat behind a few desks, picked up a rabbit brush and used sketching techniques to draw a dog on the paper, and then wrote the word "dog" underneath, and asked Cheng Yaojin: "What is this word?" ?”

"..."

Cheng Yaojin looked at him quietly, don't think that you are an imperial envoy, the old man dare not beat anyone!

Chapter 290 Are We Rich?Why did you make the book so delicate?

Changsun Wuji almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

That is Zhang Dun, if it were another person, he might have been picked up by Cheng Yaojin and hung on a tree to be beaten.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Du Yan, only to find that Du Yan was staring at the patterned paper on the table with a serious expression.

Changsun Wuji lowered his head and took a look, his expression changed slightly.

This pattern was drawn.

There is something different!

The portraits he has seen over the years all focus on freehand brushwork.

But the pattern in front of him gave him a sense of life.

"interesting."

Cheng Yaojin also saw the sketches on the paper, and said in surprise, "Zhang Shaoyin, you've kept everything hidden."

Du Yan smiled and said, "That's where you are. You have been in Hedong these past few months, but not in Chang'an City. If you understand what Zhang Shaoyin did in Chang'an City, you won't be surprised."

As he spoke, he looked down at the paper and said, "Zhang Shaoyin, the painter you employ is a bit special."

Zhang Dun smiled, "This is called a sketch, and it's a little different from the usual picture scrolls. Du Gong, Changsun Gong, if you draw this, can it work?"

"Aren't you underestimating people?"

Changsun Wuji clicked his tongue, then sat across from him, picked up the rabbit pen on the table, and quickly waved it on the white paper.

Soon, a portrait of a child with braids appeared on the paper.

And the drawn pattern is almost exactly the same as Zhang Dun's sketch!

Changsun Wuji did not forget to write the word "Children" under the portrait. After putting down the pen, he stroked his beard and said, "How is it?"

"Great!"

Zhang Dun gave him a thumbs up.

Changsun Wuji chuckled lightly and said, "The piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all old men who were tired of playing when they were young. If you can't show this skill, won't you be ridiculed by your colleagues?"

"In the next few days, Duke Du and grandson will have to work hard."

Zhang Dun said seriously: "Draw everything you can see and see."

"no problem."

Changsun Wuji nodded slightly, turned his head and glanced at Cheng Yaojin again, "Then what is he doing?"

Cheng Yaojin followed suit and said, "Yes, what is this old man doing?"

Du Yan suddenly said: "You can study ink."

Cheng Yaojin opened his eyes wide and stared at Du Yan, "Huh?"

Changsun Wuji said calmly, "It's fine to bring us tea and water."

"Are you talking again?"

Cheng Yaojin rolled up his sleeves and said with an angry smile while rubbing his fists together.

"Cheng Gong, you can give them a question."

Zhang Dun couldn't help but said: "For example, if you see something, you can tell Du Gong and Changsun Gong, and let them draw."

Cheng Yaojin's expression eased, he stared at Du Yan and Changsun Wuji and said, "See, it's a pity that you have been studying for so many years, so you can't learn how to speak like Zhang Shaoyin?"

Zhang Dun smiled, told them some details, and then each started to deal with the matter in hand.

For five whole days, the Chief Executive's Mansion was like a precision instrument, operating without interruption.

Chief Shi Lu Zizang led craftsmen to continuously carve wooden characters in preparation for movable type printing.

Cheng Yaojin walked the streets and alleys for days, all over Jinyang County, turned everything he saw and heard into questions, and handed them over to Changsun Wuji and Du Yan.

Du Yan and Changsun Wuji led the officials who could write and paint in the General Manager's Mansion, and continued to draw images according to Zhang Dun's instructions, and at the same time added simplified characters to the images, and then used woodblock printing to select materials for carving.

Ma Yuangui was in charge of making paper in the camp workshop and making samples for Zhang Dun and others to look at.

Zhang Dun didn't have time to spare, he locked himself in the room, thinking about what to write on the paper to make the book sell well.

"The "Thousand Characters" existed in the Southern Dynasties, how about writing "Hundred Surnames"? Or "Three Character Classics"?"

Zhang Dun shook his head secretly, whether it is a hundred surnames or the Three Character Classic, the number of words is too small.

If you sell books like "Hundred Surnames" and "San Zi Jing", isn't that a one-shot deal?

"Then it has to be a serialized book..."

Zhang Dun narrowed his eyes. The serialized book is good, but what content should he choose?

Novels you've read before?Like martial arts or something...

no!Zhang Dun shook his head secretly, he still had to take his time, to be on the safe side, write these four books first...

After all, these four books are few!

Less words do not bother!

If I really want to write those serialized books I have read before, I am afraid that I will not have to do anything else this year, just write!

Who can stand it!

Thinking of this, Zhang Dun no longer hesitated, held the pen holder, and began to write ink line by line on the paper.

I kept writing until the afternoon, when suddenly Ma Yuangui sent someone to look for him and asked him to go to the lobby of the government office.

With a slight smile on Zhang Dun's face, he stood up and walked towards the lobby of the government office.

At this time, Ma Yuangui sent someone to call him, no accident, it should be a sample of the book came out!

In the hall of the government office of the chief executive's mansion, Changsun Wuji, Du Yan, Cheng Yaojin, Ma Yuangui, Lu Zizang and others were all there.

After seeing Zhang Dun, Ma Yuangui hurriedly picked up a book, walked over happily, and shouted: "Zhang Shaoyin, what you ordered has been completed at the workshop. How about the finished product?"

Zhang Dun took the book he handed over, and the word "Analects of Confucius" was written on the front of the book.

I haven't opened it yet, but I have already frowned.

Books are heavy!

The number of pages is quite enough.

Looking at his expression, Ma Yuangui felt a little bit in his heart, "Is there something wrong?"

Zhang Dun didn't say anything, but turned to the first page of the book and looked at it carefully.

No wonder the book is so thick.

Zhang Dun frowned even tighter.

Ancient books are different from modern books.

Ancient books seem to have words on both sides of a page.

In fact, it is to use a large sheet of paper, fold it up and bind it.

This allows for writing on both sides of a page.

Isn't this a shameful waste!

"Boss Ma, look at this."

Zhang Dun pointed to the mezzanine of a page, and said solemnly: "There are no words in it."

"..."

Ma Yuangui opened his mouth and stared at him blankly, without words, isn't this normal?

Changsun Wuji said speechlessly: "Zhang Shaoyin, all the books on the market are like this."

"That's right!" Ma Yuangui picked up a copy of "The Analects of Confucius" from a copybook in the lobby, showed him the pages inside, and said, "Look, it's all like this."

Zhang Dun shook his head, "They are them, we are us!"

"We in Hedong Road are poor now, can we compare with those big families?"

"We have to break a penny into two halves."

Zhang Dun pointed to the seam and said, "So, you have to cut it from here, and then print on these two sides."

"That won't work."

Ma Yuangui shook his head hastily, and explained patiently: "There are words on both sides of a piece of paper, so it's easy to lose sight of them."