Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 241
At least in the Zhangyebao site in Liangzhou, Western Han Dynasty, which was excavated later, there is a real bamboo pen, which is named as the double-petal and pointed bamboo tube pen.

Volume [-] of Ma Yongqing's "Lazy (Same Lazy) Zhenzi" in the Song Dynasty: Most of the ancient brushes were made of bamboo, but now carpenters use wooden buckets and bamboo brushes, so the characters are from bamboo;

The materials of hard pens, as well as reeds, bamboo batches, and red willows, can be described as varied.

For other materials, the effect of absorbing ink is slightly inferior to that of bamboo tube pens.

"In terms of writing on bamboo slips, hard pens are more convenient than soft pens." Lu Chengqing was eloquent, but his words were reasonable, which made people have to believe. "Soft pens have beautiful handwriting, hard pens are fast and convenient, each has its own merits."

Zhang Xiong blushed, and retorted unconvinced: "In this case, why is there no hard pen now?"

Lu Chengqing shook his head: "That's why you say you are ignorant! The carrier has changed from bamboo slips to paper, and the defects of hard pens have become more prominent. It is easy to hang paper, and if you use more force, you will be a hole at every turn, and you can only gradually become a supporting role."

"However, who told you that there is no such thing as hard pens anymore? In the past two years, Shazhou has submitted documents to the Ministry of Civil Affairs. I took a closer look and found that nearly half of them were written with hard pens."

"Master Duzhi, take your Si Shazhou document A Zi No. XX... here, and open your eyes for all the ministers."

Yan Shigu, the young supervisor of the secretary, sighed: "The Department of Officials should be more cautious in appointing officials in the future."

The words are very elegant, to put it bluntly, don't put all the crooked melons and dates on the secretary, it's a shame!
Even if you want to take credit for it, please inquire clearly in advance.

Lu Chengqing's erudition and knowledge are really not boasting, his memory is first-class, and even the file numbers are accurate.

Cheng Yaojin glanced at the document, "tsk tsk" twice, then turned to look at Zhang Xiong, his eyes were full of pity.

Wu Heikai couldn't stand it any longer: "You bastard, you're a general, not a civil servant, what the hell are you looking at?"

Cheng Yaojin shrugged: "Aren't you a thieves? Although Lao Cheng is a general, he is a show!"

The whole hall roared with laughter.

Cheng Yaojin muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's what it is! Come on, Mr. Huarong Jianguo County, tell me, is old Cheng Neixiu?"

Fan Zheng shook his head slowly: "Duke Lu is not an inner show! Just one word: show!"

Cheng Yaojin smiled triumphantly.

The writing methods of hard pen and soft pen are very different, not to mention that Cheng Yaojin is not a real reckless person, even if he is really illiterate, he can still distinguish the difference. The night dream of the bear has become a real nonsense.

Fan Zheng secretly rejoiced that he never thought of taking credit for these things, otherwise, he would never know when he was bumped like a bear and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Li Shimin was slightly surprised: "Why do you still use hard pens in Shazhou?"

Lu Chengqing responded quickly: "Shazhou is located in a remote area, and paper and pens are rare, and self-made is not easy, so we simply use hard pens, which reduces the consumption of paper and pens. Even temples in Shazhou use hard pens to copy Buddhist scriptures."

There are more than 2 pages of hard pen writing in Dunhuang documents, including Buddhist scriptures, literature, and letters, which can be used as evidence for Lu Chengqing.

Among them are hard-tipped documents from the Xixia period, which shows that the hard-tipped pens did not completely disappear in the Song Dynasty.

This time, no one can refute it anymore, Lu Chengqing used his rich knowledge reserve to suppress the bear so much that he had nothing to say.

God-given has become a big joke.

Although Li Shimin didn't say a word, Zhang Xiong's future had already been decided.

Secretary, he couldn't stay any longer.

On the same day, Zhang Xingcheng, the censor Zhang Xingcheng, moved from the seventh-rank upper hall to the right to the fifth-rank upper-door and lower-level job, which was a relatively large step.

But Fan Zheng was not surprised, after all, he had enough talent, qualifications, and strength of character.

It is the person who fills Zhang Xingcheng's position, which is quite unexpected, the original eighth-rank Liyang County Prime Minister Liu Rengui.

Even Li Yifu, the supervisory censor, was able to assist King Jin as an official.

The change is really big! ——
Dunhuafang, Dingyuan General's Mansion.

In the veranda, Zhen Xing gritted his teeth: "Uncle, I must not suffer from being dumb!"

Fan Zheng breathed out: "Without evidence, you can't do anything. Besides, are you sure it's him?"

It should be noted that people should not be judged by their appearance.

Wu Manshan laughed, and led Wu Yi and Wu Sang into the Chuihua Gate. When he saw Zhen Xing, his smile stopped and he let out a cold snort.

Finally, he was able to react in time, and held the small double-petaled bamboo pen in both hands and presented it to Fan Zheng.

"County man, the villain was negligent in the previous part, and now I specially re-polished one for the county man to use."

Fan Zheng took the bamboo tube pen with a smile on his face, tried the amount, and it was indeed much better than the quill pen.

"If you are interested, let's have dinner together." Fan Zheng twirled the bamboo tube pen twice. "Boss, did you develop this pen yourself?"

Seeing that Fan Zheng really liked it, Wu Menshan couldn't help but smile: "How can I! The villain will do things according to the orders of the master, and I don't have the time to think about it. It was just two months ago that a merchant from Shazhou wanted to buy the mullion windows of the workshop. , I heard him talk about it in the chat, thinking that the county man's brush is not easy to use, so I tried it on purpose."

No wonder!

Fan Zheng just said, why did Wu Menshan suddenly start researching independently.

Wu Menshan scratched his head: "It's just... easy to write on paper."

This is why hard pens cannot dominate, no wonder anyone.

As for the problem of broken paper, it is actually not too difficult. It is over to make paper of excellent quality.

Fan Zheng thought for a while: "Boss, can you add a short cylinder to the top of this pen tube to store some ink, and the inside of the cylinder can be adjusted to ensure that the ink does not run out when not in use, and you can freely control the ink flow when you use it?" quantity?"

Wu Menshan still didn't quite understand what Fan Zheng said, so Fan Baili rode over on Fan Laoshi's neck, laughing and laughing.

Fan Laoshi looked disdainful: "Melon skin! Let you learn some crafts from me. You don't even know about it! This is called a tuó, the oldest wind blower!"

Yuan Luan, who was holding on to Xiao Qiu in one hand, made up his sword: "The "Tao Jing" records: Between heaven and earth, is it like 橐龠(yuè)?"

It's true, this Ye Niang is her own, it hurts my heart!

The reason why Fan Laoshi knew it was not that he had any knowledge, but that Fan's woodware workshop had made many single and row wooden ware.

The double-acting piston bellows are said to have been invented in the Tang and Song dynasties, but it is not known if they are available now.

The ancestors also researched the device of the piston in advance, but the descendants did not live up to it, and the foreign fan carried forward the same type of thing.

Yuan Luan, that's someone who has really read the book, at least he's much better than the less educated Fan Zheng.

Fan Zheng led Wu Menshan into the hall, and Zhen Xing was already smiling side by side with Wu Sang, talking about interesting things at Yushitai in detail.

It's also limited to interesting things, many official affairs are not suitable for talking to outsiders, and even the lady doesn't know that the husband has duties.

Wu Menshan glanced back, angry and helpless.

Although he also knew that his younger sister would basically not marry because of Zhen Xing, but he just looked at her heart-wrenchingly.

(End of this chapter)