Hard to be a good wife

"Father, my son has lived in seclusion for many years. He thought he was far away from the world, tired of the world, and even thought of becoming a monk." Wiping his tears, the eldest prince cried: "My son has set up a Buddhist temple at home, and he copies Buddhist scriptures every day. I hope that I can repay my father's kindness in nurturing me."

Tang Yue rubbed his arms, trying to get rid of the goosebumps all over his body, he said to himself: "Everyone is an actor!"

Prince Zhao glanced at him, picked up a chopstick dish for him, "Just listen to it." Don't take it seriously!

"If Uncle Wang hadn't woken up my son, I'm afraid I'm still guarding the blue lantern in the Buddhist hall."

"Bastard! Why did you have such an idea at such a young age?" King Nanjin looked at his eldest son who had matured a lot, and sighed inwardly.

For the first child, both parents like it. The King of Southern Jin's love for the eldest prince is obvious to all. Moreover, the eldest prince's mother and concubine are the first women of the King of Southern Jin. They have served him since childhood, and love is inseparable. shallow.

If he hadn't killed himself to provoke the male favorite of the harem, he would definitely have a place in the court today.

"Father, I know my mistake, I really know my mistake..." The eldest prince prostrated himself on the ground, weeping, it was very touching.

"So, since half a year ago, Erchen started to prepare this painting. At the end of every day, he was painting this beautiful river and mountain. He wanted to miss his father in his heart."

The King of Nanjin shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's been a long time, and you've been punished too, so let's get flat."

"Thank you, father, my son will definitely change his mind and start a new life in the future."

The winking minister immediately stood up and complimented: "There are so many happy events this year, which shows that the king has a good command and a good way to govern the country!"

Everyone had to agree: "Your Majesty is wise!"

"Haha..." The King of Southern Jin was also quite relieved, smiling from ear to ear.

Next, no prince dared to compete with Prince Zhao, and Prince Zhao stood up without hesitation.

"The Ninth Brother has just been crowned prince, this year's congratulatory gift should be something new, don't be a bow or a sword, brothers can't appreciate it." Wang Zixian said jokingly.

The King of Southern Jin was not unhappy at all, but he justified Prince Zhao: "Zhao'er has been at the border in the past years, and getting a good bow and sword is the best congratulatory gift."

"What the father said is that it's just that the ninth younger brother returned home in triumph this year, and I don't know what good things he found in Yecheng to give to you, the father."

The King of Nanjin was also looking forward to it. He had seen all kinds of treasures, which were priceless and full of heart, but the gifts his son gave were always very different.

Prince Zhao held a sandalwood box in both hands. The box was so beautifully made that it was unanimously guessed that there must be priceless treasures inside.

"Father, my son did get a good thing this year. Although it is not good-looking and does not have a good meaning, it can benefit all people."

"Oh? What kind of treasure is it?" The King of Nanjin couldn't wait.

"I didn't expect my ninth brother to be more eloquent when he grows up than when he was a child. Once these words come out, I can't wait for my brother." The eldest prince praised him secretly.

Prince Zhao didn't like his eldest brother at all, and hated him even more deeply than Wang Zixian, but he didn't show it on his face, but directly handed the box to the servant and the King of Nanjin.

The King of Nanjin opened it carefully, his eyes froze for a few seconds, and then he made a puzzled voice: "Hey... what is this...?"

He took out the book in the wooden box and looked at it upside down, only to see three strong characters written on the cover: "Three Character Classic".

"Father, this is a paper-bound book. It is the "Three Character Classic" hand-copied by my son. You can read it."

The benefits of paper cannot be fully explained at the moment. No matter how much you talk about it, people who have not personally experienced it can’t imagine it. Prince Zhao has such experience. Therefore, it is better to let the King of Nanjin figure it out by himself than other rhetoric.

Everyone watched anxiously as King Nanjin turned the booklet page by page. The speed was very slow, as if there were exquisite pictures of ladies engraved on each page, which attracted people's eyes.

When the King of the Southern Jin Dynasty turned to the last page, he still turned back unsatisfied, rubbing the feel of the paper with his fingers from time to time, or shining a light on the light.

"You just said, what is this thing called?"

"A book bound by paper, the thin and light pages are paper."

"Paper?"

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the books in the hands of the King of Nanjin. The paper was undoubtedly unfamiliar to them. It might be bound into a book, which must be a good thing.

The bamboo slips are the most used by everyone on weekdays. Not to mention, it is quite troublesome to make a blank bamboo slip. Daily memorials have to be pulled across the palace in a horse-drawn carriage. Looking at the book in the hands of the King of Nanjin, it seems that it is not heavy at all. .

"May I ask His Highness the Crown Prince, how... is this paper made? Can you promote it in large quantities?"

"It's not convenient to tell about the production process, but I dare to say that this paper will replace the bamboo slips, and even become the most important improvement in our Southern Jin Dynasty, leaving a strong mark in the history books."

"The crown prince's words are exaggerated. It's just the carrier of writing. Whether it's bamboo slips or cloth, aren't they all the same?"

Prince Zhao glanced at the eldest prince indifferently, "Brother Wang said before that he copied Buddhist scriptures at home every day, how many copies have he copied in total over the years?"

"Nature is innumerable."

"A Buddhist scripture has at least a thousand characters, and a roll of bamboo slips contains only a few hundred words. Brother Wang copies the scriptures every day. I'm afraid there are already several yards of scriptures piled up in the mansion? Why don't you take Gu to look at it some other day?" , the scene must have been spectacular!"

"Pfft!" Tang Yue couldn't help laughing, it seemed that he didn't have to worry about Prince Zhao being mobbed in this court hall, and he wasn't a gourd.

"Zhao'er, come up!" Prince Zhao of the Southern Jin Dynasty beckoned him to the high platform.

The King of Southern Jin wanted to know how the paper was made. If the cost was too high, it would definitely not be suitable for widespread use. He was not stupid. He knew that this craft should be kept secret, otherwise it would be spread out. Pictured?

"Here." Prince Zhao walked to the throne and stood three steps away from King Nanjin.

"What are you doing so far away? When you were a child, your father carried you to court."

Prince Zhao took another two steps forward, but this time he did not go any further. The King of Nanjin had no choice but to ask him in a low voice, "Tell my father, how is this paper made? What are the things used?" Will it be rare and precious?"

"No, the process of making paper is simple, and the raw materials used are mostly bamboo rags, so it won't affect anything."

"Can it be mass-produced?"

"can."

"Can it be widely used in books?"

"It's not just books, as long as it's for records, there's one more thing..." Prince Zhao glanced back at Tang Yue, coughed lightly, "Not even the handkerchief you use when going to the toilet can be replaced with this."

Ordinary people's homes can only be scraped with twigs and bamboo chips after going to the toilet. Naturally, rich and powerful homes are more expensive, and they all use cloth.

The King of Southern Jin stroked the cover of the book, and it took a while for someone to pass the booklet on for everyone to see. Everyone looked at it strangely, so they inevitably moved their hands a few times. Only a slight sound of "Sarah..." was heard. It fell with a bang.

"This..." The book was being circulated to Duke An, and this breach terrified him.

Prince Zhao shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, this is just a scripture for everyone to read, it is not precious."

Everyone didn't think so, the paper was as thin as a wing, and the weight of a book was so light, it was obviously a good treasure.

The eldest prince sat aside and watched this scene calmly, and said with a smile: "It seems that this paper is not very strong, it will break if you pull it, how can it compare with the bamboo slips?"

"This is the shortcoming of paper, it is easily damaged and flammable."

"Looking at it like this, there's nothing good about it. Why does Ninth Brother treat him like a treasure?" The eldest prince was sure that he would fight Prince Zhao to the end.

"Brother Wang really copied a room full of Buddhist scriptures, then we will know the benefits of using paper."

"Your Highness is right. The paper is indeed easier to use than the bamboo slips. You see, this paper is white. It must be very clear to write with a brush dipped in ink, not as blurry as the bamboo slips. In this way, the circulation of books will be much more convenient. There will also be more students joining the court.”

"My lord looks good, but this involves government affairs. Are you sure His Highness wants to make a fuss at the New Year's Eve banquet?" The entire imperial court has been on holiday since the 29th of the Lunar New Year, and the court will not open until after the Lantern Festival.

"This is a congratulatory gift for my father. I wonder if my father would like it?" Prince Zhao didn't want to pay attention to Wang Zixian at all. This kind of meaningless spat was not his style.

"Good! Good! There is no better congratulatory gift than this!" This is the achievement that Prince Zhao gave to the King of Southern Jin for free. Why is the King of Southern Jin not happy?

If Crown Prince Zhao wants to hide this thing privately, the King of Southern Jin has nothing to do with it. As long as he takes it out after he ascends the throne, it will be a great achievement for the benefit of all people, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it will last forever.