Settle Down In Tang Dynasty

It hasn't rained and the drought is still going on. At this time, the life of the people in Guanzhong became more and more difficult. Du Yan was still working as a censor and inspecting the disasters in various places. However, there were more and more refugees around the capital.

Xue Lang went out early and returned late every day. He was either wandering around the city or going out of the city. Princess Pingyang didn't know what he was busy with. She just told her to serve him well and not to let him get too tired. Even so, after half a month's wandering back, Xue Lang also lost a circle of black and thin, but the melancholy between his eyebrows disappeared, as if he had a plan in mind. Back in the study stuffy for three days, wrote a sparse play out, the first to show his wife.

Princess Pingyang did not say much. She took it and looked at it carefully, but her expression was dignified. After reading it, she did not rush to express her opinion. Instead, she looked at her nose and her heart and thought for a while. Then she said, "are you busy with this matter these days?"

Xue Lang nodded and said, "do you think it's appropriate for me to present this recitation to the sage?"

Princess Pingyang said, "why not? Lang Jun is a man of action. All his policies are the best and can be presented to the sage. "

Xue Lang laughed: "with Jianling's affirmation and support, then I have confidence! Otherwise, it involves such a wide range and involves a lot. Although I know that my strategy should be good, I am still afraid of problems! In this way, I'll polish it again and present it to you. "

Pingyang Princess nodded with a smile and said, "Lang Jun has a good policy. In fact, there is good news for his wife."

Xue Lang stared for a moment, did not know where to go, actually looked at the royal highness of his royal highness blinking, a cautious look: "is it you... Yes? Oh, I'll ask Heng Yu back to Beijing. In case of danger... " Before

finished, she was interrupted by her royal highness. "Where do you want to go?"

Xue Lang looked at the embarrassed look on the bottom of the princess hall, scratching his head. "I guess wrong? Excellent! I'm scared to death! Heng Yu has told us that he has to wait for TANU to be older before he can have a baby

"Silence! You disciple, I'm talking to you about business. What are you thinking? "

Princess highness is ashamed and angry, unable to resist the strange way. Xue Lang made a ha ha and quickly said, "well, I was wrong! You say, you say! I just listen to you

Princess Pingyang gave him a look and calmed down her mood. She said, "the craftsmen in the mansion have made the wax paper and newspaper you mentioned earlier. Can you start?"

"Really? Did you do it? Great

Xue Lang was happy to smile at Yan Kai and said with a smile, "Shuo is not in a hurry to pass it up. Go and have a look at the mimeograph first."

Therefore, the couple got on the carriage and went to the paper workshop -

What Xue Lang asked the craftsman to make was the mimeograph machine, which was intended to be used to print newspapers! Wax paper is not difficult. It has been used since ancient times. It is mostly used to wrap things and waterproof. The difficulty lies in ink. The principle of mimeograph is more simple. As long as ink and paper are solved, printing will not be a problem.

"Come on, I'll try."

Xue Lang took the pen made by a craftsman, thought about it, and began to write The Analects of Confucius is the most familiar. The crayon is similar to a pen. It's hard. Xue Lang has only practiced brush calligraphy for a few years, but his achievements are not so good. His best calligraphy is hard brush calligraphy.

After thinking about it, printing should be written in Song typeface, stroke by stroke. In fact, of all Xue Lang's typefaces, the best written is the regular script in Song Dynasty. When drawing, all the fonts marked on the drawings are in song style. For those who draw pictures, it is a basic skill to write well in song style.

Xue Lang wrote very fast. He soon wrote half a piece of wax paper, put down his pen, and started to work on the mimeograph by himself. This is a very simple thing.

But the craftsman was scared, even busy way: "son in law, careful dirty clothes, please let small come."

"No problem. I want to try it myself."

Seeing his persistence, the craftsman had to stand aside carefully and watch his operation.

Xue Lang tried it, and it's not bad. These craftsmen should be the top of the modern world. Their ink making skills are excellent. The ink they make is matched with paper, and they solve the problem that the ink printed things will fade when you read them. When the font is printed on the paper, the ink is slightly faint, but the effect is not big. The font is still clear, but it takes a moment to dry.

What a surprise!

Xue Lang was very happy: "good! It's better than I expected, your highness, our newspaper, it's done

The princess of Pingyang, with her beautiful eyes and slightly curved lips, said, "all the craftsmen who participated in this event are highly appreciated. Rugui. "

"Here it is."

Rugui immediately handed out the reward that had been set before.

With the tools, the newspaper can be put into plan. However, how the newspaper is to be distributed needs to be detailed. This matter needs to be carefully considered. Xue Lang and Princess Pingyang can go back to the mansion for further discussion. And he gave them a reward and encouraged them, and they went back.

After getting on the carriage, Xue Lang said: "go back and make typesetting and make a finished product. This year is a disaster year and an opportunity. If you do it well, it will be an opportunity."

newspaper, after all, is a new thing. Although Xue Lang had said to his highness, he didn't talk about it in detail. The printing machine was made, and Xue Lang said to his royal highness, breaking and rubbing, so that his highness must understand the importance of public opinion.It's not that Xue Lang has different ideas about the Tang Dynasty, but, referring to the example of the Republic of China, as long as he has fame, whoever wants to move should think about it. Xue Lang has always done one thing, to raise his fame for his royal highness, to add meritorious service to two people, and to be famous for meritorious service.

Xue Lang, ah, do not want his princess to bow to her, his Royal Highness has merit in the country, and in the country, if there is enough prestige, no matter who, as long as is a scruple cherish the reputation of the emperor, if the princess does not die, there will not be anyone who will move her.

spent a few hours with her royal highness in explaining the newspapers. She thought she was going to show up tomorrow, and Xue Lang could only burn the midnight oil. Fortunately, their family was rich. They did not need to save candles, and the optical fiber was bright enough. But even so, this night thing could only be done occasionally. Otherwise, where should the myopic astigmatism go with the glasses?

The general framework and content of Shuo have been determined. Xue Lang polished the words and sentences, and then copied them carefully. After that, it was finished.

When she finished her bedroom, she found that Princess Pingyang had not yet gone to sleep. She was sitting on the chair in the inner room. A jar of incense was burning on the small table in front of her. In the smoke, her beautiful face seemed unreal. She squinted and put a cup of tea in front of her. She didn't know what she was thinking.

"Jianling?" Cautiously without any noise,

Xue Lang is still washing his face and wet hair. He deliberately stepped out and walked lightly, and he was afraid to wake up his wife who had slept first. His royal highness was a shallow man.

Princess Pingyang quietly took back the divergent thoughts, and with a faint smile towards Xue Lang, she asked, "is it all right?"

Xue Lang nodded, went to her side and sat down, nose twitching: "the new combination of incense? It smells a little different from what it used to be? "

Pingyang Princess smile: "smell out?"

Xue Lang spread out his hand: "my nose is OK, I can smell it naturally!"

Pingyang Princess laughed out and said, "my father can't smell it. My mother-in-law will change different fragrance every season. If there is a big difference in fragrance, my father can still smell it. If you just slightly adjust the formula, my father will never notice."

Xue Lang touched the back of his head and said with a smile, "I didn't know that before. However, my sister likes to make her own essential oil. She is a master of handicrafts. She still likes to pull me to try it out every time. Later..."

All of a sudden it stopped.

later, her girlfriend was a biology student, and two little women who had strong hands touched each other. Xue Lang was forced to smell a lot. At first, as a real straight man, he was not very able to distinguish. He had heard too much. As long as he didn't have a very subtle change, he could still smell the difference. Of course, that's all. His nose sensitivity is limited.

Princess Pingyang looked at him with a strange look. She took a look at him and asked, "what happened later?"

"Nothing! It's all in the past

Princess Pingyang looked at him with nostalgia, but she didn't show any nostalgia. She was moved in her heart and asked, "what you have done Are you looking forward to me? "

Although he never said that, Xue Lang did not want to hide from Princess Pingyang. After all, she was so smart that she could see it even if he didn't say so.

Therefore, Wen Yan didn't feel much surprised. He just nodded naturally and said naturally: "there are some ideas in this respect. The significance of newspapers to guide public opinion, as I have just told you, when others haven't responded, we will take an opportunity to take the initiative, and when the reaction comes back If you are famous, you should think twice. The establishment of Datang has your merits. I think you have feelings for Datang. In the original intention, you don't want to oppose anything. It's just that it's good to have more chips to protect, right? That's what I meant. "

Princess Pingyang frowned, but her eyes were sharp: "Youyang, all the things you have done are to add credit and chips to me and yourself. I think about it carefully, not for the sake of power, and you are not a person who values power. So, what are you for? Or, what are you afraid of? "