The First Happy King of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 640
Li Muyun was too lazy to take care of how Chen Shangshu communicated with the Ministry of Civil Affairs, and he didn't want to take care of it. He just made a few broken binoculars and just confessed.

In fact, this was in the Tang Dynasty where technology was underdeveloped. If it was placed in later generations, even the smallest workshop might not be interested in taking over dozens of broken telescopes.

Of course, if Li Muyun didn't want to get some raw materials for Chang Le, he wouldn't need to do it himself, and the cost wouldn't be so high.

But having said that, I have the right not to be voided after the expiration date, in order to make the little girl who coaxes Changle happy... Forget it, let’s not talk about it, anyway, it’s all tears, and there is another matter that needs to be dealt with right now, a far-off Much more important than a telescope.

The next day, in Da'an Palace, Li Muyun sneaked out from Li Yuan's side, and before he could speak, the little old man had already thrown a grape: "Brat, come out, I've seen you a long time ago."

"Hey, daddy's eyes are like torches!" Li Muyun smiled and came out from behind Chen Mu, and asked intentionally, "But how did you find me?"

"It's not easy to find you. In the entire Tang Dynasty, there is no one else who can stick a stick to the back of the neck except you." Li Yuan said while pointing to the ground triumphantly.

On the ground, Li Muyun's shadow was imprinted there. A 'stick' was poked on the side of a big head, which was projected by the folding fan he used to stick in his neck.

Li Muyun smiled awkwardly, and gave old Li Yuan a thumbs up. As a killer, he certainly knew that the shadow on the ground would expose him, but in order to make the old man happy, he could only pretend to be stupid.

After all, Li Yuan is the overlord, if he really appeared without anyone noticing, in case the old man would be frightened, it would be a minor matter if the backer was fine, but a major problem would be getting his head out and beheaded by Li Er.

Li Yuan glanced at the sneering Li Muyun, and suddenly said angrily, "You kid, you've been enjoying yourself these days, maybe you've forgotten about me, an old man, right?"

Li Muyun picked up a grape from the plate next to Li Yuan and threw it into his mouth, and squatted next to the little old man with a playful smile: "Father, from what you said, I'm not busy here."

"Busy? What are you busy with?" Li Yuan waved to the eunuch behind him, and someone immediately moved a chair for Li Muyun.

Everyone in Da'an Palace knew that even though Li Yuan never gave Li Muyun a good look, when it comes to the degree of favor, this Xiaoyao King is definitely the top of the crowd, even Li Er can't compare to him in Li Yuan's heart status.

On weekdays, when Li Muyun wasn't here, Li Yuan, the little old man, always looked lost. Apart from staring at the sky in a daze, he just asked about King Xiaoyao's movements from time to time, how long he hadn't come, and so on.

So many times, people around Li Yuan were guessing whether Li Muyun was really Li Yuan's illegitimate child outside, or how could he be favored to such an extent.

It was also because of this that Li Muyun was able to move freely in Da'an Palace, he didn't need to announce or say hello, coming in and out was just like going to his own home.

With a chair, Li Muyun simply carried a whole plate of grapes into his arms, squatted on the chair, ate every mouthful, and answered the little old man's question by the way: "Do some real estate business, engage in development, By the way, do a little business."

Li Yuan glanced at him, and said impatiently: "Speak humanly!"

Li Muyun replied in a good manner: "It is to build a few large villas in Lishan Mountain, and then get the land back from the monks and Taoist priests, and build a paper mill by the way, oh yes, and improve the environmental sanitation along the way." .”

Li Yuan thought for a while, then shook his head, expressing his disinterest.

Li Muyun has been paying attention to the little old man. Seeing his behavior like this, he jumped off the chair with a smile: "Father, how is your handwriting?"

Li Yuan rolled his eyes, and said to Li Muyun angrily, "What are you going to do, kid?"

Li Muyun said: "It's not a big deal, but I plan to open a book printing shop in a while. If your handwriting is still eye-catching, you can write some words for me. I will use it as a template and use your fonts in the future." to print a book."

"Fart, can you speak human language, kid? What do you mean you can catch your eyes!" Li Yuan didn't care what Li Muyun wanted to do, he was really pissed off by what this bastard said.

It's just that Li Muyun's suggestion really aroused old Li Yuan's interest. After scolding him, he said again: "But you better not give too much hope, I won't copy hundreds or thousands of books for you, at most ten books. Book!"

Chen Mu and the eunuchs and maids who were following Li Yuan had a look of helplessness on their faces. They were obviously swearing just now, but they offered to help when they turned around. This shows that Li Muyun is really favored to an extraordinary degree.

But what is surprising is that Li Chengqian just looked at the little old man and laughed, and didn't seem to take what old Li Yuan said to heart. When the little old man was about to lose his temper, he slowly said: "Dear, we just don't Filial piety, I can't let you keep copying books, right?"

"Then what do you want me to write for you?" Li Yuan said dissatisfied.

"Uh..., this..." Li Muyun groaned for a while, and finally said: "Can you help me to write down all the characters from ancient times to the present?"

"What? You little bastard, I will beat you to death!" Li Yuanteng stood up from the rocking chair and looked around for things.

Li Muyun backed away in fright, and waved his hands again and again: "Hey, hey dad, what are you doing? This is, don't, don't get excited, don't get excited, you have something to say!"

"I'm telling you what, I write every word. Do you know how many characters we have in Tang Dynasty? You want to exhaust me, don't you?" Li Yuan searched for a long time but couldn't find any belongings. The last moment he was excited , threw the shoe out.

In fact, this is not to blame for Li Yuan's madness. In fact, there were quite a lot of Chinese characters in the Tang Dynasty, and there were tens of thousands of them.

But Li Muyun was also very helpless. If he wanted to do movable type printing, he really needed a template for each character, otherwise he could only play woodblock printing like before.

And this template is really important, he doesn't dare to just find someone to write it, although if he makes this request, there will be many people in Tang Dynasty who will sign up to do this job.

So after thinking about it, he thought of the little old man Li Yuan, who seemed to be the only one in Tang Dynasty who was the most qualified to write the template, no matter in terms of status or other aspects, no one was more qualified than him.

After a while, Li Yuan was finally exhausted. Li Muyun stopped and pretended to be kicked by the little old man a few times. He helped the little old man back to the chair and sat down. It’s just words, don’t be in a hurry, you can help me write thousands of words first, I’ll find someone to engrave them, and if there are any missing words later, you can just help me fill in some more.”

"Fart, why don't you ask someone else to write it!" Li Yuan obviously still hadn't calmed down, staring at Li Muyun and yelling.

"Because I really can't think of anyone in Tang Dynasty who is more qualified than you, are you right?" Li Muyun flattered him half-truthfully.

Li Yuan was obviously very comfortable with this flattery, so he snorted and said: "Hmph, you have a heart. But you are thinking wrongly. Even if I help you write all the words, you The printing press doesn't make much money."

Li Muyun was a little confused: "Why?"

Li Yuan said with some disdain: "Why? Do you think those aristocratic families and gentry are fools? If printing books really makes money, why don't they open more book printing houses to print books? So you'd better not play tricks, Honestly do what you are good at, such as printing books, it is best not to participate."

"But they are really stupid." Li Muyun felt that Guanzi was almost sold out, so he simply showed his cards, picked a few leaves from a tree on one side and put them in his palm, and proudly said to old Li Yuan: "Come and see , if these leaves represent the four characters 'east, west, north, south', what will happen if the order is changed?"

Old Li Yuan looked at Li Muyun changing the order of the leaves in bewilderment, and asked without knowing why, "It's north, south, west, east?"

"That's right, north, south, west, and east." Li Muyun said, and changed the position of the leaves in his hand: "This is north, south, east, and then this is southwest, north, and east."

After all, old Li Yuan wasn't ignorant. Looking at those leaves, he frowned thoughtfully, as if he had thought of something.

But Li Muyun took the opportunity to say: "Father, as long as you write out the words, let's make those words into independent modules like these leaves, and then arrange them in a certain order, isn't that right? You don’t have to carve the whole page anymore!”

"Well, it makes some sense." Li Yuan seemed to understand something, but he didn't seem to understand. He thought for a while and said, "Then what if there are repeated words?"

"Then engrave more of the same characters. Call a craftsman and carve ten or one hundred of each character. Put them together when not in use. Pick out the characters for whatever content needs to be printed and put them in In a frame, if there are duplicates, take out a few more at a time."

"Crack", old Li Yuan slapped his fists and smiled openly: "Tall, it's really tall! If that's the case, wouldn't it mean that you can print any book you want? Just arrange what model you said. Is it? Even if there is a mistake in any word, at most it can be changed without re-engraving."

Li Muyun moved closer to the little old man, raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes, that's what it means. How about it, old man, is there something wrong with this?"

It's a trick, it's too tricky, if printing books can be so easy, then the cost of the book will drop immediately, and there will be no worries about not being able to sell it.

After discovering that printing a book could be so simple, old Li Yuan was immediately excited, and hurriedly asked someone to bring a brush and ink, and wrote a thousand-character essay for Li Muyun, asking him to engrave it.

(End of this chapter)