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"L¨¹ Zhen and others were sent to prison?"
Ji Gang looked at the names on the list in disbelief and asked, "Why is this?"
Pang Ying smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, this is Lu Zhen"
"wait."
Ji Gang raised his hand to stop Pang Ying. He frowned and said, "Let me guess, could it be that Lu Zhen gave away the woman? But according to my calculation, it was just a scolding at most. Why Is there someone else involved here?"
Pang Ying cupped her hands and said with admiration: "It's true, sir. This matter was caused by a Jiaozhi woman who escaped and complained outside the Ministry of Rites."
It stands to reason that Ji Gang should be proud of being able to guess the cause of the matter. But he sighed softly, looked at the fallen leaves blown up by the autumn wind with complex eyes, and murmured: "Pang Ying, do you think that if we didn't have a bad relationship with Fang Xing back then, would it be"
Pang Ying was shocked when she heard this, thinking that Ji Gang was already afraid of Fang Xing to this extent?
In the civil and military circles of the Manchu dynasty, there were less than ten people that Ji Gang could be afraid of before, but now there was one more person, Fang Xing.
"That's it!"
Ji Gang's expression perked up, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "He is just relying on his good relationship with the prince's family, but the prince is a thorn in His Majesty's heart after all, and it will happen sooner or later. I will see how he handles himself when the time comes!"
Pang Ying felt a little uneasy and said: "Sir, that Jiaozhi woman"
"I know."
Ji Gang said with a tired look: "Someone must have pointed out the way for her. Even if she could escape from the camp, someone would help her secretly. However, the matter is a foregone conclusion, and it is useless to talk more."
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Those houses have just been topped off, and the autumn rain has come.
The autumn rain is as continuous as thin threads, making people feel wet all over the body.
Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji were walking in the silky rain. The rows of bungalows in front of them were like musket arrays, waiting for inspection.
"Brother Dehua, Lu Zhen is in jail, and Grandpa Huang seems to have murderous intentions."
Zhu Zhanji reached out and patted the wall, saying with satisfaction.
Fang Xing entered the house and saw that the kitchen had a cement stove, so he took a look at the structure.
"The second volume of Mathematics is ready for publication."
Fang Xing avoided this topic because he didn¡¯t want Zhu Zhanji to know what he was thinking.
"That's great!"
Zhu Zhanji always wanted to publish all of Fang Xing's textbooks, but Fang Xing always refused.
¡°But print less and let¡¯s see how the response is.¡±
Fang Xing is not optimistic about the sales of the second volume.
If the first volume is for enlightenment, then the second volume is for those who are interested in mathematics.
But how many people in Ming Dynasty are interested in mathematics?
"Ten thousand volumes."
Fang Xing finally decided on the print number.
"Is it too little?"
Zhu Zhanji remembered the best-selling volume of the first volume and felt that Fang Xing was a little conservative.
Fang Xing walked out of the bungalow, looked at the hazy sky, and suddenly asked: "Zhanji, what do you thinkwhat if I compile a dictionary now?"
"dictionary?"
Zhu Zhanji thought for a while and said: "Brother Dehua, isn't it enough to explain the words elegantly?"
¡°It¡¯s not that it¡¯s not enough, it¡¯s that it¡¯s too much.¡±
Fang Xingxing said with a deep look: "All I want is a dictionary that can help people learn to read. I only need to index the radicals to find the explanation of that word. This can greatly increase the literacy rate."
" Interpreting characters according to their radicals is not a pioneering work. Explaining characters by explaining the text is the originator.
Zhu Zhanji's interest waned as soon as he heard this, "Brother Dehua, are you going to use Shuowen Jiezi as the basis?"
"almost."
Fang Xing showed Zhu Zhanji¡¯s familiar smile: ¡°I have prepared three thousand commonly used words with phonetic notation.¡±
Since the birth of Chinese characters, there have been at least tens of thousands of additions through the generations.
But people use only a few thousand words every day, and the extra ones are actually rare words.
Fang Xing took out a book from his arms and handed it to Zhu Zhanji.
The cover of this book says: Dictionary of Fangxue.
Tsk!
Zhu Zhanji had a headache when he saw this name. He knew that there would probably be something surprising in it.
After opening the dictionary, the first thing is the radical index, which page a certain word is on.
?¡°It¡¯s very convenient!¡±
Zhu Zhanji casually searched for the word rice, and then became a little confused¡ª¡ª
rice!
In addition to the conventional explanation, the meter is actually noted as a unit of length above, and there are conversion formulas for millimeters and centimeters below.
Next he searched for the word "wu"
Words, physics, studying the laws of material movement and basic structures, big to the stars, as small as small substances that cannot be seen by the naked eye
? Iron, copper, oxygen
Zhu Zhanji looked fascinated, and from time to time he smiled knowingly when he saw the annotations he knew.
"Can I print it?"
Fang Xing asked.
What a deviant!
Fang Xing¡¯s dictionary directly adds the meaning of Fang Xue to those words. If this is released, it will definitely cause huge controversy.
Zhu Zhanji said unsurely: "Brother Dehua, let me wait for my younger brother to take it and ask."
Fang Xing said helplessly: "Go and ask. If the palace can't print it, then I will pay for it myself and find a library outside."
The printing industry in the Ming Dynasty was very developed, and many yamen had their own printing and printing masters.
"The person in charge of printing in the palace is the Secretary of Ceremony.
When Zhu Zhanji went to find Huang Yan, Huang Yan said there was no problem and promised to print it in time.
As soon as Zhu Zhanji walked away, Huang Yan couldn't help laughing.
"You are deviant! Fang Xing, Fang Xing, you are doing your own evil. God is wise and has sent you into our hands. Just wait."
A confidant nearby asked: "Father-in-law, shall we give him the seal?"
Huang Yan flipped through the contents of the dictionary at random. The more he read, the more excited he became, and he almost started dancing.
"Seal, why not seal it!"
Huang Yan handed the dictionary to the stereotyped craftsman as if he had found a treasure, and ordered: "It is not easy to write a dictionary for our family. Hurry up. If you can complete it ahead of schedule, we will give you a big reward!"
"Also, don't lose this dictionary. Whoever loses it will be killed in our family!"
Seeing Huang Yan walking out briskly, his confidants and craftsmen couldn't help but look at each other, wondering what had happened to the palace boss.
Last time, Fang Xingyuan was in Jiaozhi, but Huang Yan was still indirectly beaten, and he only recovered recently.
Several craftsmen immediately looked through the contents of the dictionary and were shocked.
They had carved Shuowenjiezi, so once you look at the contents, you know that Huang Yan probably hates the person who compiled this dictionary.
By the time Fang Xing realized something was wrong, it was already the next day.
"Go back!"
Fang Xing hurried to Taisun's Mansion and couldn't help but ask Zhu Zhanji to get the dictionary back.
"Huang Yan hates me deeply, and this is a good opportunity to attack you. Come back quickly, and I will find a place to seal it myself."
Zhu Zhanji also felt that he had been a little negligent, so he went into the palace to find Huang Yan.
"Eunuch Huang is sick."
interesting!
Zhu Zhanji knew that Fang Xing¡¯s guess might have come true, so he didn¡¯t go to Huang Yan. He just asked for the dictionary and canceled the printing task.
As soon as Zhu Zhanji left, someone immediately informed Huang Yan of the matter.
Huang Yan was lying on the bed, and a little eunuch was beating his legs next to him. There were fruits and tea on the table, and he was enjoying it with his eyes closed. He didn't look like he was sick.
After hearing that Zhu Zhanji had taken away the dictionary, Huang Yan said proudly: "Our family made a lot of excerpts last night, and by now it should be hahaha!" (Remember the website address: 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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