Spring and Autumn I Am King

ps: I made a mistake before, the protagonist Sanyi has a total number of nearly 8,000 households and a total population of about 60,000

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Perhaps he was a little excited when he saw the paper for the first time. Zhao Wuxi was careless today, and a clown appeared. During this thought, he frowned slightly, scaring the hearts of the people around him. Toli Literature Network

The lord seems to have never been angry or angry, but the subordinates all regard him as a milk tiger, and dare not touch his beard. In the past two years, through various things, Regal has accumulated unknowingly, as tall as Mount Tai.

But Wu Xie quickly recovered, he returned to his usual graceful smile and said: "It is the first time to make a finished product, it is inevitable that there will be mistakes, I am anxious. This is my fault, don't blame Gong Shuzi, please hurry up rise!"

Gong Shuke breathed a sigh of relief and bowed again.

But Gong Xichi took the opportunity to say: "Sikou, I heard Zigong say a word, a gentleman's fault is like an eclipse of the sun and the moon. Look up. This hemp paper doesn't seem to be suitable for writing, it's better to stick to bamboo slips..."

Zhao Wuxi was a little unhappy now: "The first time hemp paper is made, it is inevitable that there will be flaws. It can be improved next time, why should it be abrupt?"

Gong Xichi was still waiting to be persuaded, but at this moment, Xiao Gongshuban suddenly came over, pulled Gongshuke by the corner of his clothes, saluted Zhao Wuxi, and said innocently, "Si Kou, this kid did it too. some paper, can you try it?"

Wu Xie was slightly startled after hearing this, and then his eyes lit up: "The paper you made?"

It turned out that the Gongshu class was because of Zhao Wuxi's excellent appearance. During the day, he attends classes in Jiqiao’s mathematics classroom, and during breaks, he can enter and leave the craftsman’s workshop at will, and the paper-making workshop is no exception. a few days ago. He imitated the craftsmen, and he also played with a pool of pulp. With the help of the craftsmen, he continued to do it step by step, and today he actually produced a finished product.

However, Gongshuoke only thought that this was his son playing the house, and they were playing the family. Bow and arrow, small crossbow, and chariot didn't know how much they had done, so they didn't feel relieved.

At this moment, he himself was forgiven by Si Kou. Unexpectedly, his son would take the initiative to get involved, and quickly pushed Gongshuban away, explaining: "Si Kou, this is just a dog's nonsense. It can't be true..."

However, Zhao Wuxi became interested and asked Gongshu class to take a look at the hemp paper he made. Ji Qiao also agreed. Although Gongshu class looked dull, he was able to see it when teaching him mathematics!

Everyone, including Gong Xichi, was astonished when Xiao Gongshu Ban presented the half-foot-wide and one-foot-long miniature hemp paper as if offering a treasure.

It looks, except for the smaller size. It is actually comparable to the previous hemp paper, and the paper is even tighter.

Looking at Xiaogong Shuban's serious expression, Zhao Wuxi tilted his head and asked, "How long did it take him to make it?"

Gongshuike is now riding a tiger and it is difficult to get off. He could only bite the bullet and say: "Bei Sikou, this son has been watching the paper mill for half a month, laying hands on the craftsmen. When the villain found out, he had already put the sackcloth into the kettle to cook, and it was too late to stop him. Let him mess up. There is no difference in this craft, if the result is not good, please forgive him for his reckless sin."

"If it works, it's meritorious. If it doesn't work, it's just a trial-production failure. After all, the method of making paper is to cross the river by feeling the stones, and it's inevitable to take some detours.

However, in the eyes of everyone, this is a child's plaything after all, it can only prove that the Gongshu class has a talent for skills, and only Zhao Wuxi, who knows who the Gongshu class is, is looking forward to it.

So Gong Xichi was on the table, and two kinds of writing materials were placed on the left and the right. He was a little helpless, but he could only pick up the pen. It seemed that this thing called "paper" had failed. Let Siko change his mind.

This time, he knew the hemp paper in his heart, so he wrote on the bamboo slip first, so that he could make a comparison afterwards.

The brush in his hand is still a good rabbit brush, unlike what people usually think of as "Meng Tian invented the brush". In fact, this thing already existed in ancient times. It matured in the Yin and Zhou Dynasties and improved with the popularity of bamboo slips and silk. . Confucian scholars usually carry a complete set of writing tools, including brushes, copper sharpeners, bamboo slices, and small bamboo tubes. The copper scraper is used to scrape bamboo pieces, and the small bamboo tube should be used to store ink, paint, etc.

The most important thing is naturally a brush. The rabbit hair is wrapped around the periphery of the pen, wrapped with hemp silk, and then painted on the outside to stick it firmly. The pen is made of bamboo, wrapped with hemp silk, painted with lacquer juice, and has a sharp tip. It is a good tool for copying bamboo and wood slips, and it is also a favorite of Gong Xichi.

"Zilu uses a sword as a tool, Zixi uses a serpent as a tool, Zigong uses a tongue as a tool, and I use a pen as a tool!" he once said.

As for the ink, there are graphite from natural ore and carbon black ink made from charcoal. The best is naturally pine smoke ink, which is made of soot from pine wood, mixed with lacquer and glue, and its quality is far better than graphite. However, the ink of this period was not made into ingots, but only into small round blocks. It could not be held directly by hand for grinding, but must be ground by pressing with a grinding stone.

There was too much water added to the graphite just now. This time, Xiao Gongshuban personally grinded the pine smoke ink for Gong Xichi, which made it appear more intense.

With the demise of Zong and Zhou, the feudal lords were separated and governed independently, and the characters inherited from Zhou Zhuan gradually showed their local colors. At this time, the phenomenon of abnormal characters appeared, and the styles of characters in different countries were diverse and different in style.

Gong Xichi's calligraphy is Lu Zhuan, and he is generally recognized as the best among Zhao Wuxi's subordinate officials. His characters are beautiful and lively, his style of writing is conscientious, and his writing is calm and quiet, but in Zhao Wuxi's view, the narrow bamboo pieces limit his performance.

However, after Gong Xichi finished writing and watched it, he felt good about himself.

This is a splendid "Poetry. Qi'ao". When he was in the central capital, the bamboo slip workshop with the turbulent stream outside the city was his favorite place to go.

Wu-shirt folded his palms and praised: "Zihua is a good character, worthy of being a disciple of Confucius, let's try it on the hemp paper."

Gong Xichi made a promise, thinking that he just wrote "Qi Ao", what should he write this time? However, he soon stopped thinking about it. This paper, which was twice as small, was made by Gongshu Class. The result is definitely the same as just now, or even worse, just write a word at will and you're done.

But he saw his slender pen slowly dragging into the ink. After dipping the ink slightly again until it was half full, the tip of the pen turned to the jute paper, and everyone around held their breath...

Gong Xichi stood shoulder-to-shoulder, writing a pen into the paper like a knife into the bone, with a slight movement of the wrist, there was a dark vertical on the paper!

Everyone, including Gong Xichi, was stunned, but Zhao Wuxi smiled.

There was no ink spotting. Condensed into a ball, but a very delicate horizontal!

Gong Xichi didn't believe it at all. Pulled down again.

This vertical thick ink hammer is like the eyebrows raised by a thick-browed man!

It's still a normal stroke, as long as the ink doesn't stay on purpose, it won't melt on the yellow paper!

Gong Xichi stopped. Because he didn't want to write anything on the paper at all, and after a while, his wrist moved again. At first it was difficult and slow, but slowly, his gestures stuttered and then fell smoothly.

When the whole piece of "Da Ya. King Wen" appeared on the paper, Gong Xichi's forehead was sweating, and his wrists were trembling. He had never had such an experience since he started writing.

It is better to write on bamboo slips. Much faster and easier!

A group of people stood over and watched, the jute paper was already covered with Lu Zhuan characters, the first few words. What an ugly word...

However, the later strokes gradually got used to this new material, and they changed a bit. When I wrote it later, it was on par with the bamboo slips in terms of roundness and beauty.

Gong Xichi was stunned for a while, then respectfully apologized to Zhao Wuxi: "I'm dressed in red, this hemp paper. It is indeed similar to ordinary silk, but..."

He hesitated. Wu Xie knew what he wanted to say, because the most primitive jute paper only had a slight advantage over bamboo slips, so Gong Xichi probably felt that this thing was not enough to completely replace the slips!

But the fact that hemp paper can be used for writing has been proved. Everyone was overjoyed, and Wu Shi beckoned to call Xiao Gong Shuban over.

"Little boy, what's the difference between your paper making method and your father's?"

Gongshuban still looked ignorant, unaware that he had made a great contribution.

"My father didn't let the boy add lime when cooking the pulp, so I used the ashes caught in the stove..."

"So it is!" Gong Shuke patted his head when he heard the words, and suddenly realized.

There are not many lime mines in Sanyi, and the supply is a little tight. How can he let his son play and waste? Therefore, the Gongshu class used plant ash to make pulp, but it was right by mistake!

Many scientific inventions from ancient times to the present are the product of the combination of necessity and chance. The accumulation of science and technology and correct thinking are the inevitable prerequisites, and various unintentional actions during experiments are the driving force of successful creation...

But this kind of accidental placement on Xiao Luban may be inevitable?

In short, Zhao Wuxi seemed to see the **** of fate smiling at him. Gongshuban not only made a qualified hemp paper by mistake, but also saved the clown that Zhao Wuxi made by mistake.

The correct formula for writing paper had been found, but Zhao Wuxi had a problem.

He said to Gong Xichi, who was still looking down on many things today, "Zihua, your suggestion must not be ignored. In this way, you can build a small bamboo slip workshop in a place with more bamboo and wood, before the paper craft matures. parallel with it."

Gong Xichi was overjoyed and bowed his thanks.

After today's events, Zhao Wuxi also realized that it is not a one-time thing that paper wants to replace the existing writing materials, but it can become a strong competitor of bamboo slips, wooden slips, and silk, until it becomes the only writing material!

"The correct formula has been found by Gongshu. Once the craftsmen are proficient in the papermaking process, they can improve their skills, expand the materials, and improve the quality of the paper."

When he slowly explores the direct use of plant fibers to make paper, he will probably be able to make the white paper he once told Le Lingzi! And that temporary bamboo slip workshop can also be transformed into a sentinel for bamboo picking, killing two birds with one stone.

Wu Xie also asked Ji Qiao to give credit to the artisans involved in papermaking and reward them with money, silk and corn to increase their enthusiasm.

Before leaving, he suddenly remembered something, and he turned around to say goodbye to Gongshu, father and son and all the workers and craftsmen, saying, "This paper..."

He pointed at Gongshu Ban and said with a smile, "If your father and son have made great achievements, they should be named Gongshu Paper!"

In history, later generations have Cai Hou paper and Zuo Bo paper are famous all over the world, but because of the appearance of Zhao Wuxi, the ancestor of paper in this era has become a "public paper"!

Perhaps ~www.readwn.com~ This is just the beginning. In the next few decades, there may be more and more novel objects in the name of "Gongshu, Luban", until they become a torrent that changes the times...

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Zhao Wuxi left the craftsman's workshop and just returned to Linqiuyi Temple. Before he could take a sip of water, he took Kan Zhi, a young man who had been training as a servant by his side, hurriedly walked in, and said something like this in his ear. .

The latest news about Confucius! It is also an unexpected news that Zhao Wuxi makes sense! (To be continued)

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