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The book contains the way of governing the country, the way of sages and sages, and the way of ethics.
All-encompassing, it can be called a wonderful book from ancient to modern times.
"Master Hou, do you think it's okay now?"
Lin Nianrou sorted out the characters carved by Han Ce, and after seeing the overall appearance, he could see it very clearly.
This is an Analects.
What a pleasure to have friends come from afar, what a gentleman!
"Beautifully done, impeccable!"
Han Ce gave Lin Nianrou a thumbs up, girls are careful in doing things.
"Old Yan!"
Han Ce called Yan Zhenpan, but there was no answer.
"Old Yan?"
Han Ce was yelling, and the two turned around to see Yan Zhenpan standing next to the bookshelf, concentrating on reading a book, with a serious expression, obviously not hearing Han Ce's words.
"Did Mr. Yan see it?"
Lin Nianrou said a little funny.
Who is Yan Zhenpan?
A great Confucian in the world, he never thought that Yan Zhenpan would be attracted to such a degree by a book.
"I'm teasing him!"
Han Ce walked towards Yan Zhenpan while speaking.
Tease him?
Lin Nianrou was a little dumbfounded, this is Yan Zhenpan, you want to tease him? Do you think this is a child?
Just as Lin Nianrou wanted to stop Han Ce, he had already stood beside Yan Zhenpan.
"Old Yan!"
Han Ce yelled, and Yan Zhenpan suddenly recovered from the book in shock, Yan Zhenpan looked at Han Ce with shock in his eyes, "What's wrong, Lord Hou?"
"What book is Mr. Yan so absorbed in reading? I have called you several times, but you haven't answered me."
Han Ce asked with a smile, and glanced at the book in Yan Zhenpan's hand, it was Mencius.
For a master of Confucianism, this Mencius is definitely an irresistible book.
"I was engrossed in reading the book for a while, and I couldn't hear it. Please forgive me, Lord Hou!" Yan Zhenpan said apologetically.
"Old Yan, my movable type printing is finished, come and have a look!" Han Ce told Yan Zhenpan to put down Mencius and go to see his own movable type printing.
"ah?"
Yan Zhenpan stood on the spot, like a wood carving, motionless, looking at Han Ce, and then at Mencius in his hand, apparently in a dilemma.
Can't put it down is really can't put it down.
He was very curious about movable type printing, but the Mencius in his hand seemed to have hooked his soul, making him unable to let go.
Dilemma.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Yan Zhenpan's embarrassment, Han Ce immediately asked.
"Master Hou, can you lend me this book of Mencius for a few days, and I will return it to you immediately after I finish reading it. Don't worry, it is guaranteed to be complete!" Yan Zhenpan looked at Han Ce pleadingly, hoping that Han Ce would agree to his request.
Moreover, Yan Zhenpan no longer called himself an old man in front of Han Ce, but me.
This is tantamount to Yan Zhenpan letting go of his figure and begging in the same tone as Han Ce's peers.
"this?"
Han Ce pretended to be embarrassed, as if hesitating.
Seeing Han Ce's hesitation, Yan Zhenpan suddenly became anxious. If he couldn't finish reading this Mencius, he might die with regret, and regret it all his life.
"You don't have to lend it to me. I'll read it in your study. Don't worry, I won't move anything else. You just need to give me a candle!"
Yan Zhenpan said pleadingly.
"Is this book really that good?"
"A wonderful book! I claim to have read all the ancient and modern classics, but I have never read such a wonderful book. This book is full of mystery!" Yan Zhenpan said, looking at Mencius in his hand.
At this time, even if I let myself go bankrupt in exchange for this book of Mencius, I am willing.
"I will burn this book."
Han Ce waved his hand and said disapprovingly, as if the book in Yan Zhenpan's eyes was worthless in Han Ce's eyes.
Burn it?
Yan Zhenpan suddenly became serious.
"Destroy the world, waste the world!"
The angry Yan Zhenpan trembled immediately.
Hastily put Mencius into his arms, "If you want to burn this book, then burn me too!" Yan Zhenpan Yizheng said.
"Old Yan, you are a great Confucian at any rate, why are you acting like this!"
?asked the policy.
Yan Zhenpan is just playing tricks, okay? He knows that he can't burn him.
"The old man is cheating!"
Yan Zhenpan no longer cared about his face, he didn't want any face at this time.
"Mr. Yan, don't be angry. Lord Hou was just joking. Lord Hou will not burn this book of Mencius. If you like it, how about we give this book of Mencius to Mr. Yan as a gift?"
Lin Nianrou smiled and walked to Han Ce's side to rescue Yan Zhenpan.
She really didn't expect Yan Zhenpan to have such a side, and she was really playing tricks. If others saw it, they would probably not believe that it was Yan Zhenpan.
Yan Zhenpan looked at Lin Nianrou.
"Madam, are you serious?"
"My Lord!"
Lin Nianrou looked at Han Ce.
"Of course it is true. There are four copies of Mencius, and I will give it to Mr. Yan today!" Han Ce readily agreed that Mencius was written silently by himself, and he could write another copy for Yan Zhenpan.
"Thank you madam, please accept my respect for your kindness!"
Yan Zhenpan was so moved that he wanted to kneel down to Lin Nianrou, so frightened that Lin Nianrou hurried forward to stop Yan Zhenpan, "Old Yan, you can't do this!"
What if Yan Zhenpan kneels down to himself?
Lin Nianrou couldn't believe it.
"Now can you go with me to print movable type?" Han Ce said with a smile.
"Can!"
Yan Zhenpan nodded.
After walking a few steps, Yan Zhenpan suddenly stopped, turned back and hugged all four Mencius books in his arms, for fear that Han Ce would regret it.
"Don't worry, I will never break my promise, and don't you want to read other books?"
Han Ce pointed to his bookshelf, these books of his own can be said to be the only ones in the world, there is only this one and there is no second one.
Every book is priceless.
"this?"
Yan Zhenpan looked at the bookshelf, a little yearning, the bookshelf in front of him, in Yan Zhenpan's eyes, it was wild ginseng and seafood.
"Four Books and Five Classics, both ancient and modern classics!"
Han Ce said.
"Let's look at movable type printing first!"
Yan Zhenpan tried his best not to look at the bookshelf.
Come to the desk.
"Is this movable type printing?"
Yan Zhenpan glanced at the carved words and arranged them together.
"That's right!"
Han Ce picked up the brush, "We just need to paint ink on it, and then gently press it on the snow paper cover!" Han Ce introduced to Yan Zhenpan and Lin Nianrou at the same time.
"Look, a piece of Analects has come out!"
Han Ce turned the blank paper and put it in front of the two of them, "Isn't this much faster than manpower?" Han Ce said proudly.
"Wonderful!"
Yan Zhenpan picked up the paper and said in shock, the font on it was square and very eye-catching and clear. When Yan Zhenpan was looking at the first one, Han Ce had already made several more.
"how?"
"Exactly the same!"
Yan Zhenpan compared the two photos in his hand, and there was no difference.
"This is movable type printing! The characters on this can be moved and exchanged at will. As long as this is done, we will have no shortage of books in Daliang!"
Han Ce said.
Movable type printing can maximize efficiency.
"Okay, okay! Master Hou, you have made great achievements for me! This is definitely the snow paper, the biggest creation after the blackboard!" Yan Zhenpan said.
With this movable type printing, the scarcity of books in Daliang can be solved. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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