Afternoon.
Mrs. Li came to the west courtyard.
Tiedan and Laner went to the Imperial College.
Li Zexuan was lying on the lounge chair in the pavilion in the middle of the lake in the west courtyard. He opened his mouth to take the grapes fed by Xiao Xi (ahem, they were grapes grown on a grape trellis, so the expression was crooked). He felt very comfortable.
"lady!"
When the two maids saw Mrs. Li coming, they bowed.
Li Zexuan also sat up quickly.
"mother!"
"Yes." Mrs. Li smiled and went straight to sit on the bench next to her. Xiao He cleverly went over to pour a cup of tea and placed it on the stone table in front of Mrs. Li.
"Xuan'er, are you okay in the Imperial College?"
"Mom, my baby is fine! With my skills like this, no one can bully me!"
Mrs. Li rolled her eyes at her son, took a sip of tea, and chuckled: "You, you, this little girl Lan'er is the same. I have to go to the Imperial College to cause trouble for you. Girls, if they don't learn how to be female workers, what will happen to them in the future?" Get married!"
"Mom, there's nothing wrong with Lan'er learning more. Why must she learn to be a female worker? Just find a tailor to make clothes!"
Li Zexuan said nonchalantly that he had never understood that girls in ancient times had to learn to be female workers. Could it be that the reason for marrying was to go to the husband's house to make clothes
Mrs. Li said angrily: "Nonsense! If my daughter's family doesn't know how to work as a girl, which family would be willing to have one? Yu Xi is a good child. Mom has seen a few of her women's work before, and they are better than those made for my mother!"
"Hehe, no mother can do it well. My mother's craftsmanship is naturally the best in Chang'an City."
This was obviously a trap. If Li Zexuan followed my mother's wishes and praised his wife, there was no guarantee that she wouldn't feel bad about her, so he flattered her shamelessly.
Mrs. Li was happy when she heard this, but she said: "You little naughty boy, just make me happy. My mother and Han Lizheng have agreed on your marriage to Yu Xi, and they will send a matchmaker to the Han family tomorrow to propose marriage." "
After hearing this, Li Zexuan immediately beamed with joy, and hurriedly stepped forward to fawn over my mother and gave her some tea, "Thank you, mother! It just so happens that the child has a rest tomorrow, so why don't we come together?"
Not seeing her for one day was like three autumns. She hadn't seen her for several days. Every night in the dead of night, he wanted to hug his wife!
Mrs. Li tapped Li Zexuan's forehead with her finger angrily.
"You kid, why are you so ignorant of the rules? How can the groom go to propose marriage in person? Tomorrow your father and Matchmaker Song will take people to the Han family to propose marriage, and you just stay at home. You and Yu Xi are not allowed to see each other until you get married. .”
"ah?"
Li Zexuan was dumbfounded, "Mom, when will Yu Xi and I get married?"
Mrs. Li smiled and said: "Look at how anxious you are, we have just proposed the marriage. Later, we have to accept the lottery, ask for the name, accept the invitation, and accept the levy. Then there is the date of application, setting an auspicious day, and finally the personal greeting. Xuan'er, you I have to learn the wedding process carefully recently, so as not to make a fool of myself when I get married!"
Li Zexuan almost fainted as he listened. Do you want to go to such trouble? Can't we have a flash wedding
"Um, mother, then you should set the wedding date early, otherwise your daughter-in-law will run away and it will be bad!"
Li Zexuan wiped his sweat, said something, and ran away quickly.
Mrs. Li looked at Li Zexuan's fleeing figure, shook her head, and smiled fondly: "This child!"
Xiaohe and Xiaoxi next to them couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle.
… … … … …
Li Zexuan left the house, came to the workshop, and found Liu Yidao and Liu Dingyi.
This old man had been idle in the Qiqu Pavilion since Li Zexuan bought the original "Tiangong Pavilion" and poached him there. Later, after Yan Shaoning gave his family's workshop to Li Zexuan, Li Zexuan transferred Liu Yidao as well. After entering the workshop, the old man usually helped Uncle Fu make some carvings on the skateboard, and he was quite leisurely.
"Master Liu, you used to carve all kinds of strange objects. I wonder if you can carve calligraphy?"
Li Zexuan motioned Liu Yidao to sit down first, and then asked.
Liu Yidao smiled and said: "Master, carving characters is much easier than making wood carvings. Of course this young man can do it. What characters are you going to carve, Master?"
Li Zexuan took out the mathematics book and said: "I want to print this book, probably more than thirty copies. Could you please Master Liu to help me carve a set of templates?"
Liu Yidao hesitated and said: "Master, if it is time-consuming and laborious to engrave the engraving, it is really better to ask a group of down-and-out scholars to help copy."
When Li Zexuan heard this, he suddenly realized that there was no movable type printing technology in the Tang Dynasty.
"Master Liu, I'm not asking you to engrave one block for each page. You can use clay to make blanks with the same specifications, and engrave reversed single characters on one end. The height of the protrusions of the characters is as thick as the edge of a copper coin, and burn it with fire. Hard, become a single movable clay type, and then typeset and print according to the content of each page.”
"Okay, Master, this method is good. In this way, our workshop can print all the books on a large scale and pass them on to future generations! It is really a great merit!"
As soon as Uncle Fu walked in, he heard Li Zexuan's new printing method and couldn't help but cheered loudly.
"Guan Fu!" Liu Yidao stood up and said hello.
"Uncle Fu, you came just in time. I plan to set up a printing department in the workshop. You can allocate some manpower to Master Liu. In the future, many books will be handed over to the workshop for printing."
Li Zexuan said to Uncle Fu.
Uncle Fu sat down, cupped his hands and said, "Yes, young master."
Li Zexuan nodded and said to Liu Yidao: "Master Liu, please set up the printing department as soon as possible. Help me print this book in the past two days. I need it urgently."
Liu Yidao took the book from Li Zexuan's hand and agreed: "Yes, Master... Um, Master, what are the crooked words on this?" What do these circles mean? Why have I never seen them before?"
Liu Yidao opened it and looked dumbfounded.
"These are my new arithmetic numbers, arithmetic symbols and some punctuation marks. Master Liu, you can just print them according to them."
Li Zexuan explained.
"oh!"
Liu Yidao scratched his head. Although he didn't understand, he still responded. No matter what he meant, just follow the seal.
… … …
"Uncle Fu, how's the performance of my carriage?"
After Liu Yidao went out, Li Zexuan asked Uncle Fu.
Uncle Fu wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Master, it's not done yet! This carriage is far more difficult to build than previously thought. I estimate it will take a few more days!"
Li Zexuan nodded, took out a drawing, and said with a smile: "Uncle Fu, please help me make something again!"
When Uncle Fu saw Li Zexuan taking out the drawings, he was a little dizzy. He didn't know what his young master was trying to do. He took it and looked at it, and he couldn't help but said with doubts:
"Master, what did you make this thing for?"
"Uncle Fu, these are custom-made shoes for horses. When horses wear them, their hoofs will never be injured again, and their lifespan will be greatly extended."
Li Zexuan went to see the injury of the white horse at home yesterday. Looking at its wrapped hoof, Li Zexuan suddenly realized that there were no horseshoes in the Tang Dynasty.
Seeing the "pitiful" look in the white horse's eyes, Li Zexuan asked someone to measure the size of the horse's hooves and planned to make a pair of "shoes" for it.
After listening to Li Zexuan's explanation, Uncle Fu suddenly felt a little doubtful about life. His young master has been so prodigal that it is not enough to make some pleasure things for himself. He also has to make shoes for horses to wear. No matter how he sounds, this sounds ridiculous. It’s a fantasy!
"Master, does this really work?"
Li Zexuan smiled slightly and said confidently: "Uncle Fu, just do it, it will definitely work!"
Uncle Fu had no choice but to agree.
… … …
Thank you for the monthly ticket for being so handsome that I can’t close my legs. I don’t want to worry about not being talented.
(End of chapter)