The Beauty of the Tang Dynasty is Like a Cloud / the Story of the Evil King Among the Flowers of the

After hearing Dugu Ce's admiration for Cai Yan, Diao Chan felt rather apprehensive.She glanced at Dugu Ce delicately, then at Cai Yan, and murmured in her heart: "This guy, doesn't he really like Zhao Ji? She has a marriage contract..."

Cai Yan was ashamed and at a loss for a while, and finally came to her senses. She saluted with a blushing face, and said in a shy voice, "Marquis Wen is overrated. Yan is just a girl, how can he be praised by Marquis Wen? Yan can't afford it."

Gently pursing her cherry~lips, Cai Yan continued: "My father was convicted this time and was almost beheaded. Thanks to Wen Hou's efforts to save my father's life. Here, Yan, thank Wen Hou for saving my father's life. "

Dugu Ce said: "You're welcome, your father has already thanked me."

Cai Yan said earnestly: "Although my father has thanked Marquis Wen, Yan, as a child, should also be grateful and grateful. Marquis Wen is above me, please accept the little girl's respect."

After all, she is going to bow down.

"Zhaoji's wish, I have received it. I can avoid some customary etiquette." While speaking, Dugu Ce relaxed his sleeves and flicked them away.Cai Yan suddenly felt an invisible force appearing in the air in front of her, supporting her body, making her unable to worship no matter what.

"Marquis Wen..." Cai Yan looked up at Dugu Ce.

When she raised her head, her gaze met Dugu Ce's eyes, and her heart skipped a beat. She felt that those eyes looked warm and introverted, but in reality they were like a pair of unfathomable black abyss, containing both unpredictable danger and Exudes a mysterious charm.It made her have a crazy idea that she knew it was a fire pit, but she really wanted to jump into it to see what was going on, and she was even willing to sink into it.

"Cai Yan, how can you think so wildly? You are already a married woman, and you will go to your husband's family to get married in the next year. How can you be so shameless?"

After realizing his crazy thoughts, Cai Yan felt mixed feelings and blamed himself endlessly.

But no matter how much she blamed herself, no matter how much she suppressed herself, some crazy thoughts had already taken root in her heart, growing wildly like weeds, constantly bewitching her, urging her, asking her to let go of all the shackles of common etiquette, To go on the most exciting adventure of her life so far...

But Dugu Ce didn't seem to know what Cai Yan was thinking, and said with a smile: "Miss Zhaoji, I heard that your family has a large collection of books, which is not inferior to the imperial palace's collection, and the quality of the books in the collection is very high. There are even no collectors in the imperial palace library. There is also a collection at home. Now I want to use the method of printing to publish articles and references. I don’t know Miss Zhaoji, can you help me?"

After offering sacrifices to heaven, Dugu Ce's prestige is rising and his power is rising. Of course, he must strike while the iron is hot and implement some measures to further consolidate his power and prestige.

As for asking Cai Yan to help by name...that obviously has some kind of intentions that men can understand.

Volume 654 [-], talented woman Mu Yingxiong [Second update]

A carriage was driving on Luoyang Long Street.The wheels rolled over the stone slabs, making a very rhythmic rumbling sound.

Cai Yan was sitting in the car, holding a book with a blue cover in his hands like treasures, staring at the pages of the book intently.

"This is the book printed by woodblock printing. The paper used is many times better than Caihou paper. It is as white as snow and resilient, and does not bleed ink...With this paper, bamboo slips and wooden slips can be discarded from now on. used!"

Cai Yan's father, Cai Yong, was the first private bibliophile in Chinese history, with tens of thousands of volumes of books in his family, no less than the royal family's collection.Therefore, Cai Yan knew best how cumbersome and troublesome the bamboo and wooden slips were.

Take "The Book of Songs" as an example, a book of songs has more than 980 words.To engrave four crosses on one bamboo slip, and to engrave the entire book of poetry, a total of [-] bamboo slips are needed!

One bamboo slip is two feet four inches long, and 980 pieces of bamboo slips are two feet four inches long [0.56 meters]. How huge is that?How heavy should it be?

Cai Yan never carefully weighed the scroll.

She only knew that every time after a cloudy and rainy day, in order to prevent the collection of books at home from getting damp and moldy, when taking out the collection of tens of thousands of volumes to dry to dry, she had to mobilize a lot of people.

In order to prevent the servants from being clumsy and damaging the precious books, even her old father Cai Yong and herself had to participate in the labor.After a day of hard work, I am often so tired that I am sweating all over, and my waist is sore and my back hurts.

Cai Yong exaggerated even more when he moved his office or house in the past. It took a lot of ox carts and horse-drawn carts to transport his ten thousand volumes of books.

"With this warm paper, I won't have to suffer any more in the future."

Cai Yan murmured to himself: "A Book of Poetry contains more than [-] characters, and only three volumes of paper books are needed to record it all. And these three volumes add up to less than half a catty... There are ten thousand volumes in the house. If all the books are printed on paper like this, when you move, a big box can hold them all...

"Wenhou paper, which was improved by Caihou paper, is a remarkable invention. And woodblock printing is even more remarkable. Wenhou is worthy of being a hero who is blessed by heaven. He was inspired by the seal and invented the This woodblock printing... combines Wenhou paper with woodblock printing..."

She is pure and blue-hearted, full of wisdom, and with a little imagination, she knows what kind of changes and impacts the combination of Wenhou paper and printing will bring to the world.

"From now on, reading and literacy will no longer be the privilege of the nobles and rich families. Poor scholars and even poor people, as long as they are willing, have the opportunity to obtain printed books, read and write, and even learn classics and history... In ten years, the world's talents will be like crucian carp crossing the river, in an endless stream. Marquis Wen does not need to rely on noble families, but he can have enough talents to rule the world!"

Thinking of this, Cai Yan's heart throbbed slightly, as if he saw the era when the noble families monopolized power, under the impact of Wenhou paper and printing technology, it was crumbling, and even collapsed.

"But what does that have to do with me?"

Cai Yan shook his head, not thinking about those things that were too far away, and continued to focus on the Book of Songs in his hand.

"This Book of Songs is a sample of the Book of Songs copied by Marquis Wen, and it is engraved and printed. That is to say, every word in it is written by Marquis Wen. Marquis Wen's characters..."

Dugu Ce's calligraphy does not belong to any genre of calligraphy in the present world, but the characters are full of muscles and bones, and the iron hooks are painted with silver hooks.

Cai Yan saw the characters as if he saw a person, and as he read the row of outstanding handwriting, the heroic image of Dugu slashing across the world could not help appearing in his mind.

"Marquis Wen is really good at both civil and military skills."

Daydreaming for a while, Cai Yan hugged the Book of Songs, pressed the unfolded book against her tall chest, slightly closed her bright eyes, and muttered to herself: "Such a hero is so incomparable to the world, and so literary and talented!" I am afraid that only Miss Diaochan can match up with Wenhou. As for me..."

Thinking that she has been betrothed to someone else, Cai Yan felt sore for a while, and at the same time, she was full of unwillingness, which kept turning over in her heart: "Wen Hou praised me for my quality and blue heart, and praised me for my poetic spirit." Zihua, praise me as a rare lady...he appreciates me, if I don't marry someone..."

Thinking of this, a crazier thought suddenly appeared in Cai Yan's mind: "So what if you are betrothed to someone? Zhuo Wenjun, a talented woman from the former dynasty, dared to run away with Sima Xiangru. I, Cai Yan, am a self-proclaimed talented woman. Why can't I learn from Zhuo Wen?" Jun? I have also seen Wei Zhongdao, a sick man, a nerd, a member of the Wei clan, and relying on his ancestor being Wei Qing, the general of Emperor Xiaowu, all of them were domineering and arrogant. There is no such thing as Marquis Wen's literary talent, martial arts, shocking He has achieved success in the world, but he is even more arrogant than Marquis Wen! This kind of husband's family, don't mind!"

When this idea first appeared, Cai Yan was taken aback.

But soon, this thought was firmly entrenched in her mind and could not be lingered...

After Diao Chan and Cai Yan left one after another, Dugu Ce called Huang Feifei and said, "I need your help with something."

Huang Feifei stood upright like a javelin, and pretended to put her fists together, and said in a serious manner: "The lord has something to do, but please tell me, this subordinate is willing to do my best!"

"It's quick to get into the role!" Dugu Ce nodded in satisfaction.

"Don't take it seriously, it's just to make you happy." Huang Feifei chuckled, threw herself on the chair, crossed her legs in a pissed off manner, and said lazily: "I just went down to the realm and haven't adapted to the environment yet. I have to take good care of myself." It takes ten or eight years to come out and do things..."

"..." Dugu Ce looked at the bastard woman speechlessly. After a long silence, he sighed: "Did you think that you can sit back and relax after reverting to your original form at the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven and shocking the world? Branded by the true spirit?"

Huang Feifei asked: "Isn't it?"

Dugu Ce chuckled: "If it was that simple, I would have wiped out the world long ago. We still have a lot to do. If you don't want to end up in vain, you have to do things obediently."