When Ji Han and his men traveled to the Three Kingdoms crew

Chapter 114 Xuande Paper

When Zhao Yun opened his eyes, the sun was already high in the sky.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, but the house was no longer as cool as it had been in the theater, but rather as usual.

He got up from the bed and looked around.

“This is my brother and sister-in-law’s house.”

As soon as Zhao Yun's voice fell, there was a knock on the door, and the woman's questions followed.

"Uncle, are you awake?"

"Wake up, wake up, sister-in-law, I'll get up right away."

Zhao Yun immediately put on his coat, put on his shoes, and walked quickly to the door.

The moment you open the door.

A scene different from that in the theater entered his eyes.

The courtyard surrounded by loess walls is a bumpy mud land. There are no exquisite buildings to be seen, only smoke curling into the distance.

Smoke?

Zhao Yun also noticed the tables and chairs arranged in the courtyard.

"What is this?" Zhao Yun looked at the young woman and expressed his doubts.

The woman smiled.

"Uncle, my beloved has promised you."

"promise?!"

Zhao Yun realized something instantly. He ran to the kitchen and saw his not-so-tall brother directing the cook to tinker with the cooking utensils.

"Yes, yes, that's it. Be a little mad. I want to give my brother a farewell party."

"Brother!"

Hearing Zhao Yun's voice, Zhao Feng was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked at Zhao Yun. His eyebrows drooped and a forced smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"It's Zilong."

"Brother, you promised me to go look for Lord Liu? When can we set off?"

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Seeing Zhao Yun's excitement, Zhao Feng sighed helplessly and took out the verification letter from his arms.

"This is."

Looking at the verification letter in Zhao Feng's hand, Zhao Yun was slightly stunned, and his excited emotions gradually calmed down.

Without verification, one could not take a single step in the Han Dynasty. Moreover, the Yellow Turbans were in rebellion and the situation in Jizhou was serious. It would take at least a few days, and at most dozens of days, or even half a year to get the verification.

Even if his elder brother was an official in the county, it would be impossible to complete it in such a short time, unless it was done a long time ago.
"Brother."

Zhao Yun bowed to Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng hurriedly helped Zhao Yun up and said, "Zilong, brothers, why do you have to be like this? A real man has ambitions. I know your ambitions. It's not that I don't want to show them to you. You also know that Jizhou is not peaceful right now. Since Zhang Jue's death, the number of thieves has increased dramatically. I am just worried about your safety."

A warm feeling flowed through Zhao Yun's heart, "Brother, I'm fine."

"Alright." Zhao Feng patted Zhao Yun on the shoulder, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Go help your sister-in-law. We'll be having dinner soon."

"it is good!"

on the official road.

Zhao Feng's wife patiently sorted Zhao Yun's clothes and reminded him tirelessly of the things to pay attention to when going out. Zhao Yun did not show any sign of annoyance and kept nodding.

Until Zhao Feng called his wife.

"That's enough, jun."

He stopped muttering.

Zhao Feng looked at Zhao Yun's face. He looked no different from before. Why did he always feel that his brother had changed?

"Zilong." Zhao Feng suddenly spoke.

Zhao Yun stopped and turned around to ask, "What's the matter, brother?"

Zhao Feng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but finally gritted his teeth and all his emotions turned into one sentence, "Zilong, have a safe journey."

"Brother, take care and stay here."

Zhao Yun mounted his horse and looked far toward the northwest, his heart already drifting to Liangzhou with the wind.

Qingzhou
North Sea Country

Gaomi County "hiss——"

"It hurts"

Sun Qian struggled to get up from the ground. He rubbed his head, and there was a dark halo around his eyes.

After being taught a lesson by his mentor Zheng Xuan, Sun Qian changed his usual style. He worked extremely hard, began to concentrate on his studies, and threw himself into - "copying books".

'call'
Sun Qian blew away the remaining ashes on the paper, and nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the results of the past few months.

He did not purchase these papers. Paper was invented very early. The earliest one can be traced back to the "Baqiao Paper" in the Western Han Dynasty. This kind of paper has a rough texture and an uneven surface, which is not conducive to writing at all.

During the reign of Emperor Xiaohe, the quality of paper was improved to the point where it could be used for writing after improvements made by Cai Lun, Marquis of Longting.

Unfortunately, it is not easy to preserve and is afraid of being eaten by insects.

Although it was very popular at one time, it still did not become popular.

But the paper in Sun Qian's hand is not ordinary. The paper in his hand is not easy to be infested with insects or to be damaged. It is also cheap, which perfectly solves the various shortcomings of the original paper.

The only flaw is that the paper is yellow all over.

"No wonder Mr. Mi Zhu called it jute paper. It's really vivid and descriptive."

After Sun Qian confirmed that the copy was correct, he locked the paper in the cabinet.

Then he picked up another pile of papers, arranged them neatly, and wrapped them carefully with cloth.

"Teacher, are you in the room?"

Sun Qian entered Zheng Xuan's mansion and stopped in front of Zheng Xuan's door.

"Come in."

Zheng Xuan's stern voice floated out from the room.

After opening the door, Sun Qian subconsciously slowed down his pace. He walked slowly to Zheng Xuan, only to see Zheng Xuan holding bamboo slips in his hand, stroking his beard, and nodding frequently.

"Teacher."

Sun Qian called out softly.

Zheng Xuan was asked to put down the bamboo slips in his hand. He looked up at his disciple, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he thought: I'm afraid he's here to look for Liu Xuande again.

"Gong You, what's the matter?" Zheng Xuan asked.

"I have something that I would like to ask Master to take a look at."

"?What?"

"Paper."

"Paper? Caihou paper?"

"No."

To be honest, when Sun Qian spit out the "paper", Zheng Xuan's interest had already mostly disappeared. This was not a rare thing and was not as easy to store as bamboo slips.

However, as a great scholar of the time, Zheng Xuan still perked up and pretended to be very expectant when facing his disciples.

"Well, let me see what kind of paper is so highly praised by Gongyou!"

Under Zheng Xuan's gaze, Sun Qian placed the package on the desk, and the moment he lifted the cloth.

A flash of white rushed straight into Zheng Xuan's eyes.

Even Zheng Xuan couldn't keep calm now. Although his expression didn't change, the hand that was stroking his beard stopped immediately and was shaking uncontrollably. Even his pupils dilated in an instant.

Cai Hou paper?
Can it be compared with the paper in front of you?
No.

Is this really paper?

The whole body is snow-white, the paper surface is even, the color is bright, and there is not a trace of roughness.

When you pick it up, you will feel it is delicate, soft and dense.

Calm yourself down a little and suppress all your surprise.

Zheng Xuan asked: "Gongyou, what kind of paper is this?"

"My dear teacher." Sun Qian bowed, forced a smile on his face, and said proudly: "This is - Xuande Paper!!!"

"Xuan Xuan De Paper"

Zheng Xuan was almost choked by Sun Qian's words. He looked at Sun Qian deeply. He really couldn't forget about it and sent him paper. Could it be that
Before Zheng Xuan could ask, Sun Qian said, "Master, how about you write something on this paper first?"

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After looking at Sun Qian and the paper, Zheng Xuan finally nodded and said, "Okay."

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