Great Qin's son-in-law

Chapter 30 Princess Yin Man!

After dinner.

Qin Luoheng lit a fire in the house, then spread out the two volumes of bamboo slips he had taken from Ling Shiku on the table, took out the wooden slips he had cut in the past, and began to copy "The Way of Being an Official".

Bo Shu was grinding aside.

The ink he uses is different from that of Xueshi.

This is homemade.

The ink used in the classroom is all natural ink.

Before each use, you must use a grinding stone to crush these natural ores on an inkstone made of clam shells or stones, and then pour water and stir them evenly.

The whole process is very exhausting.

When the master was around, he was the one who studied the ink for the master.

At that time, he was still young and lacked strength, and he was exhausted every time he studied ink.

So he asked the master: "Is there any ink that melts when dipped in water?"

The Master said: "According to the "Shugu Calligraphy Compilation" records: Xingyi began to make ink, and the characters were made from black soil, bituminous coal, soil and the like."

"There is indeed self-made ink in the world."

"But it is not available to ordinary people."

"Even if you are a doctor in the doctor's school, you can't get a few dollars all year round. These self-made inks are rewards in this world. An ink is worth a thousand dollars, and there is no market for it!"

heard.

Qin Luoheng immediately changed his mind.

He wants to make ink.

He really doesn't know how to make ink.

But he remembered that Mo's raw material was pine wood, and Lishan had nothing else, but there were many trees, and Lishan happened to have pine wood.

There is no time in the mountains.

After repeated failures, he successfully produced pine smoke ink.

It's just that the master's body was not as good as before, and the number of times he needed to grind ink became less and less.

In the back, the master knew that time was running out, so he broke the medicine stone, locked himself in the study all day long, and wrote the books he had memorized in the past at his desk. Qin Luoheng knew that the master had the habit of eating ink, so he tried to use the tonic The medicine is added to the ink.

It's just that before he got his medicinal ink, the master passed away suddenly.

Bo Shu studied the ink, her eyes were full of surprise.

She was born in a noble family, so she naturally knew about Mo's existence.

Just looking at the black ink in front of her eyes, she was even more confused. Qin Luoheng kept saying that he was an ordinary Qin person, but everything he had was not ordinary at all.

even
In some respects, it is already higher than the nobles of the Six Nations.

At least, when she was in Xianyang, she had never seen that aristocratic family. There was such ink with rosin as he used, even if it was imperial ink, it was nothing more than that, right?
Qin Luoheng didn't notice this.

His thoughts were all on copying "The Way of Being an Official".

"The Way of Being an Official" has two volumes.

There are thirty pieces of bamboo in each roll, and the number of words on each piece of bamboo is not many, about thirty characters, and the content is very concise.

Qin Luoheng copied very quickly.

Stroke by stroke without any pause.

Put pen to paper and become words.

Looking at Qin Luoheng's copying speed, Bo Shu was also surprised.

She had also seen Confucian scholars who were about the same age as Qin Luoheng. Those Confucian scholars were always careful in copying books, lest there would be typos. Once they made a mistake, they would immediately scrape it off with a sharpener.

The same two bamboo slips.

It took Qin Luoheng a hundred breaths to finish copying.

But on Confucian students, it takes almost half an hour to copy and scrape, and the speed of the two is simply a huge difference.

When Qin Luoheng was copying the books, Bo Shu secretly compared what he copied with the bamboo slips he brought back, and there was not a single typo in the whole book.

Terribly accurate!
She sneaked a few glances at Qin Luoheng, but quickly looked away, but the curiosity in her eyes became more and more intense, and in her heart, Qin Luoheng became more and more mysterious.

Qin Luoheng concentrated on looking at the bamboo slips.

the other side.

In the main hall, the door of the hall, which was originally hidden, suddenly opened a crack, and a girl with a hairpin stuck her head in. She looked curiously at the middle-aged man on the high platform, but saw that the girl was eleven or twelve years old. , with a good face, wearing a black skirt, looks very pleasing.

The middle-aged man naturally heard the sound.

He was about to scold the attendant, but when he looked up, he saw the girl, and the displeasure on his face instantly dissipated, replaced by a smile.

But still feigned anger and said:

"Yin Man, it's almost time, what are you doing here?"

"Aren't you going back to sleep?"

Ying Yinman walked into the hall, pouted.

Aggrieved:
"Father, I'm actually asleep. I just thought that my father is still asleep, and the place where my father is is usually very cold. I just found a warming thing these days, so I thought of dedicating it to my father. Royal father can also warm up."

Ying Zheng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Oh?"

"Is there anything else I don't know about you?"

"I don't believe it."

Ying Yinman took advantage of the situation and wanted to take out the things behind her, but she held back and said anxiously: "Father, I really have it."

Ying Zheng smiled heartily: "Then why don't you bring it up quickly and show it to my father?"

Ying Yinman nodded happily, trotted to Ying Zheng's big case, and revealed what was hidden behind her.

into the eye.

The smile on Ying Zheng's face froze instantly.

He had a gloomy face, and his eyes were fixed on this thing.

Ying Yinman didn't notice the change in Ying Zheng's face, and was still very happy, introducing the things she brought as if offering a treasure.

"Father, this is it."

"This thing is called a hot water bag. I discovered it by accident. This thing is amazing. Hot water is added to it to keep it warm for a long time."

"Father, look."

"There is a pocket here, you can put your hand in, it's so warm inside."

"I just thought, father stays in this cold room all day, sometimes his hands and feet must be cold, if father can use this to warm his hands, it will definitely be more comfortable."

"Father, try it."

Ying Yinman stuffed the hot water bottle into Ying Zheng's arms, and then looked at Ying Zheng happily, wanting her father to try the hot water bottle too.

Ying Zheng held the hot water bottle tightly in his hands, and there were faint veins emerging on his hands.

Ying Zheng suppressed his anger, "Yin Man, tell me the truth, how did you get this hot water bottle? How did you learn to use it?"

"I want to know the whole process!"

Ying Zheng's anger directly frightened Ying Yinman.

She bit her lips aggrievedly, with tears rolling in her eyes, she sobbed softly: "I was playing in the palace a few days ago, and I accidentally saw something on my father's carriage, so I picked it up out of curiosity. out."

".It's the hot water bottle."

"I just thought it was fun to have this thing bulging."

"Later, brother Hu Hai and I threw this to play, but the contents fell out after throwing it away, just a few white, bulging, with a fishy smell, I heard they said that this is called... "

"Maw!" Ying Zheng said.

"Well, because this thing is broken, I can't play it anymore, so brother Hu Hai left."

"At that time, I was afraid that my father would find out, so I wanted to throw this away secretly. When I went to throw it away, I saw a thin piece of soft tree bark inside. I took that piece of bark out, and only then did I find out There are words on it."

"I didn't recognize it completely, so I showed this to the attendant."

"They said it was a hot water bottle and how to use it. I asked them to change the water in it. After trying it, it was really warm. I thought Father would also like it, so I brought it here."

Seeing Ying Yinman's pitiful appearance, Ying Zheng's heart softened.

He rubbed Ying Yinman's little head, and comforted him: "Father didn't mean to blame you, it's just that I didn't rest well in the past few days, and lost my temper for a while. It's Father's mistake. Father, please apologize to you, okay?" .”

"Your father has accepted this gift."

"Father likes it very much."

After a while of coaxing and comforting, the little girl was finally coaxed, and left Zhangtai Palace with a bounce.

in the palace.

Ying Zheng stood tall.

He looked at the hot water bottle in his hand, and a complex look flashed in his eyes.

But in an instant, Ying Zheng's gaze returned to normal. He looked out of the hall indifferently, and said loudly: "Come here, go and call me for Yi, the imperial historian. I have something to ask him."

　Thank you Ah Yi·ever1500 starting point coins for the reward, thank you big brother, it’s a waste of money.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)