"Father, this is the magic of Pinyin. All words can be marked with Pinyin. As long as those children who have just entered school can take some time to learn this Pinyin, they will be able to learn all the words by themselves. .”
In the Manlu Hall, Li Tai was talking eloquently. Judging from his situation, he must have just finished training Li Er on pinyin knowledge. As for Li Chengqian, that guy is hiding in the East Palace reading novels right now! After all, he was inactive for a long time after "Journey to the West".
Li Er glanced at the paper on the table a few more times. Although his face was calm, there was a storm in his heart. To a certain extent, the importance of this pinyin was no less important than the Quyuan Li invented by Li Zexuan. ah.
Moreover, once this kind of dictionary comes out, the number of literate people in the world will increase dozens of times. At that time, he can promote a large number of officials from poor families to deal with aristocratic families. His descendants will no longer be rebuked by the family.
Li Er, a born fighter, quickly understood the deeper meaning of this pinyin. He couldn't help but said excitedly:
"Okay! What a pinyin, Qin Que, this matter is of great significance. You and Cheng Qian must take it seriously. If you don't have enough manpower, I can ask Kong Yingda to transfer a group of doctors from the Imperial Academy to assist you."
Li Tai smiled and said: "Thank you very much, Father, but I and my eldest brother have enough manpower."
The father and son chatted for a few more times about family matters, and then Li Tai resigned. He also had to go back and select people to help Ma Zhou compile the dictionary.
Li Er looked at Li Tai's fat back and smiled warmly. After a moment, he suddenly focused his eyes and said thoughtfully: "Zhao Song!"
"exist!"
"You asked someone to urge Li Zexuan. Why hasn't the locust control strategy I asked him to write last time been submitted yet? This guy may have forgotten it!"
Li Er said angrily, somewhat hating that iron was not made of steel.
"promise!"
Zhao Song smiled ninjaly and slowly withdrew. He had never seen anyone dare to let Li Er off, but Li Er only scolded him and did not punish him. This shows how strong the love of this male from Li County is!
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The moon hangs on the treetops, and occasionally you can hear the calls of a few night cats on the roof.
In the west courtyard of Li Mansion, the study was still brightly lit.
Xiao Xi waited beside Li Zexuan, polishing him gracefully. The candlelight reflected on the little girl's beautiful face, making her look even more beautiful. The fragrance of her daughter's house just after taking a bath also filled the surroundings.
In the dead of night, candlelight shines brightly, a man and a woman are alone in the same room, but there is no ambiguous atmosphere, and Li Zexuan has not experienced any red sleeves to add fragrance. This guy is busy writing on several cases!
Li Er sent a eunuch to come to Li Zexuan in the afternoon to "rush the manuscript", but Li Jingmo and his wife were shocked.
Father Li gave Li Zexuan a lesson in a stern voice, telling him to write the memorial requested by Li Er no matter what today. Although Mrs. Li felt sorry for her son, she still chose to stand with her husband on this matter. In the same camp.
Li Zexuan looked embarrassed after being scolded. If the eunuch hadn't come to urge him today, he would have forgotten that Li Er asked him to write a detailed plan for locust control that day.
You can’t blame me for this, bro, haven’t I been busy with classes lately
In the study, Li Zexuan vented his resentment in his heart while writing.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The only sounds in the room were the sound of the pen tip rubbing against rice paper and the gentle breathing of the two of them.
Half an hour later, Li Zexuan put away his pen and stretched his waist, laughing and saying: "Haha, it's done! Xiaoxi, let's go to bed!"
"Ah? Young Master... Young Madam hasn't come through yet? How... how could you do this?"
Xiao Xi's grinding arm trembled, and her other hand quickly covered her chest, and she said urgently with a blushing face.
"Uh, ahem, I mean go back to your own room and go to sleep. Where are you thinking, little girl? Do you really want to sleep with me and the young master?"
Li Zexuan put his hand on his forehead and was speechless. However, when he saw Xiao Xi's blushing face, he immediately started to make fun of her.
"No!"
Xiaoxi was so anxious that she quickly packed up her inkstone and brushes and was about to run away.
Li Zexuan laughed loudly from behind: "Xiao Xi, don't forget to ask someone to help me bring this book to the palace tomorrow!"
"knew!"
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"Well, this "Mortal Cultivation of Immortality", although the beginning is dull and not as exciting as "Journey to the West", the more you read it, the better it gets. I feel like Han Li, embarking on the long and difficult road of cultivating immortality!"
In the East Palace, Li Chengqian held the manuscript of "The Biography of a Mortal's Cultivation of Immortality" and sighed in admiration.
A few quarters of an hour later, he said angrily: "Why is it gone? This mysterious vial disappeared just after it came out? Did Li Zexuan deliberately stop writing it here?"
Li Chengqian's annoyed look at this moment is quite a bit like the helplessness of some modern people chasing novels, encountering some unscrupulous authors, and cutting off the story at the (climax), and feeling both love and hate.
But you really can't blame Li Zexuan for this. He "wrote" twenty or thirty chapters in half a day, which is already very "productive", right? What else do you want
"Your Highness, it's getting late, it's time for you to rest!"
Li Chengqian's personal maid stepped forward and said carefully.
Li Chengqian looked at the sky, nodded, handed the manuscript in his hand to the palace maid, and said with a smile: "Well, I'll go to bed now. Yan'er, you can call a chamberlain tomorrow and ask him to send the manuscript to the Qiqu Pavilion. Ma Zhou of Fang has it in his hands."
After reading more than twenty chapters of "The Story of a Mortal's Cultivation of Immortality", although Li Chengqian still had more to say, he was also looking forward to Ma Zhou quickly getting the newspaper out. By then, people all over Chang'an would be "in the trap" like him.
How hard it is to wait for updates alone. Li Chengqian's mentality of dragging everyone down even if he dies is very similar to some unscrupulous readers in modern times who have been deceived many times.
Yan'er took the manuscript and quickly said "Promise".
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The next day, after breakfast, Li Zexuan and Tiedan master and apprentice left the house to go to school. Lan'er was angry today and did not come with her, so Li Zexuan did not force her.
When Lan'er cried and shouted that she wanted to go to Guozi to monitor the class, Li Zexuan had guessed that this little girl would fish for three days and dry the net for two days. Well, although this girl hadn't lasted for three days, it didn't matter, he I don’t expect this little sister to be rich in learning, get the top prize in the exams, or anything like that.
Tiedan was carrying more than 30 textbooks and was walking hard behind Li Zexuan. This can't be regarded as child abuse by Li Zexuan. It was also a kind of exercise for Tiedan. After all, Tiedan had been exercising for so many days. , he can still carry this weight.
"Hello, sir!"
"Hello, sir!"
As soon as he entered the Imperial College, he happened to meet three or two students from the School of Arithmetic Studies. He was greeted respectfully by the students, which made Li Zexuan feel a little elated and his vanity was greatly satisfied.
He put his hands behind his back, pretending to be a famous teacher, nodded in an extremely pretentious manner, said a faint "hmm", then passed them directly and rushed to the arithmetic school first.
"Senior Brother Tiedan, come on, let me help you get the book!"
"Let me help you too!"
The two students were shocked by Li Zexuan's arrogant demeanor. After a moment of reaction, they saw that Tiedan had memorized so many books and hurriedly came to help. This is Mr.'s direct disciple, so be good with him. Because of the relationship, maybe I can get some test questions from him in the future. Then wouldn’t it be appropriate to take the monthly test in the future
"Thank you for your kindness, junior brother, but there is no need to help. This is also the homework left by master, and I must carry it myself."
Tiedan wiped his sweat and refused with a grateful expression, and then he quickly chased after Li Zexuan.
"Memorizing textbooks counts as homework?"
Two students stood behind, scratching their heads, looking confused!
"Brother Su, Brother Yu, why don't you go learn how to be disciplined quickly? You'll be late if you don't leave!"
At this time, a student ran up from behind and said breathlessly.
"Ah! Run!"
The two students ran away quickly.
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As for the origin of the term "flying pigeons", I am afraid that some people will find fault with it, so I will explain it here.
There are actually many ways to say this. One of them is: In ancient times, people used pigeons to communicate. Once two people agreed to send me a letter at that time, but one of them only sent a pigeon and did not write a letter. , the other person said, why are you just letting the pigeons go? If you don't fulfill your promise, "let the doves go" like this.
(End of chapter)