The Grand Master

Chapter 13: Chishui scales

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Xiao Ruan naturally didn't understand what he was talking about. Even though he was puzzled in his heart, he still held him in his arms for comfort.

Lu Yu was stunned, and then broke free, waved his hand and said, "It's fine, since I'm afraid of forgetting... Hmph, the so-called good memory is not as good as bad pens. I simply took advantage of the time to write them down. "

On the same day, Lu Yu asked Xiao Ruan to "steal" paper and ink from everywhere. Naturally, Xiao Ruan would not really steal, so he used all her and Lu Yu’s savings to buy a lot of paper and ink. Lu Yu did not ask. , He began to write all the memories of that world in his mind.

But... He thought too simple.

A person who has been in contact with a world for more than 30 years, especially someone like Lu Yu, a most outstanding killer, conspirator, or even a genius, his knowledge is too broad, and as he writes, he I found a lot of problems. If you only write one point, you can’t understand it. For example, if he wants to write about hot weapons in the "Jijuan", he needs to write about the evolution of gunpowder, and even more about the metal smelting technology, which involves smelting technology. , It is necessary to write down all aspects of ore exploration and mining, thermal fuels, smelting tools and skills, etc., in order to reluctantly make what is written does not resemble the "Book of Heaven".

So there is too much content!

When the Ming Dynasty built the "Yongle Dadian", all walks of life and all aspects were just the most basic records, and the most concise language was used. How concise was it? For example, the description of such a scene-a person is walking on the road, and a carriage suddenly appears on the opposite side. He wants to hide, but he finds a wild cat, so he wants to hide again, but in the end he didn't escape, and he was hit and killed by the car. Up. How to record

'Pedestrians, avoid cats and die of cars. '

It's so concise.

Even so, the Yongle Dadian has written a full 370 million words! It was compiled by a thousand people and verified by 10,000 people, and it was only completed in six years.

He couldn't stop writing this way. He wanted to stop, but he didn't want to stop. Lu Yu never thought that he would write for so long. In addition to digging medicine for his mother, besides eating and sleeping, he wrote hard in the house. Even the small pool next to his house turned black because of the pen. Because of writing all the year round, his desk has been polished to be smooth as a mirror.

When he finished writing, he suddenly looked up and realized that... it was three years!

The book is divided into six volumes, and all things are done.

Xiao Ruan couldn't help but glanced a few times, and then curiously asked: "Master, these books... The slaves and maidservants can understand the words on them, but why don't they know what they mean? It's like... It's like a heavenly book."

Lu Yu laughed three times when his eyes were bright, and then he said: "Are you going to be a heavenly book? Good, anyway, I'm about to give this set of books a name, so call it the'six-volume book of heaven'!"

The six volumes of the Book of Heaven were written by Lu Yu over three years. They are divided into six tombs, namely "Gong", "Wu", "Wu", "Mou", and "Tian". They are placed in six positions in the house. This small one The room was almost filled with these books!

Lu Yu looked at the scrolls and gave himself a comment.

"The calligraphy is good."

Lu Yu didn’t say, but Xiao Ruan understood the importance of these books. She became a mason in a whimsical way. She built a wall in the middle of the house with bricks and hid all the scrolls behind, making this original Small rooms become more crowded. For this reason, her own bed could only be sacrificed, and she could blatantly rest on Lu Yu's bed every day. Maybe... She paid more attention to this.

Not only did he build the walls, Xiao Ruan also regarded these scrolls as more important than his own name, and he was extremely strict in guarding against them.

But the so-called one hundred secrets and one sparse, was still in an accident, a volume was stolen by the Lu family's eldest lady, Lu Qian, of course, it was just a thin book, that was the general outline of the six volumes of the Book of Heaven. The above records some of the most basic knowledge, mainly the introduction to the six books of the heavenly book, and... the origin of the six books of the heavenly book, arranged by Lu Yu in a very nasty and interesting way.

Since the names are all called the "Book of Heaven", he felt sorry for his hard work for the past three years if he didn't make a little bit of mysterious origins of these books.

In a flash, like a flick of a finger, the flowers bloomed and thanked, thanked, and bloomed again. Spring passed and winter came. Four years, like a white horse, slipped away from your fingertips if you didn't pay attention.

Nowadays, it is the Lunar New Year's Day on October 15th. Before the closure of the river, people seem to be attached to the last touch of warmth. Taking advantage of this festive festival to wrap up the most gorgeous clothes, take a cruise on the river, or enjoy the red leaves along the coast.

Linjiang has beautiful scenery, and the falling October is red.

A row of British trees on the banks of the Han River will be covered with red leaves every October to welcome countless talents and beautiful people.

Looking at the boats on the river from the shore, and the pedestrians on the shore, I don’t know who I am envious of.

There is a stalwart official ship on the river, palm facing the wind with the third grade flag, and four escort boats under it. There will be a polite and humble cruise ship wherever it passes, but it is stable.

On the platform of the cabin sheltered from the wind, two old men sat opposite each other.

A man with a red robe silk ribbon, holding a wine glass with a solemn face.

The other person, dressed in a plain robe, looked towards the surface of the river, speechless for a long time.

Finally, the old man in the red robe drank a dry drink, sighed and said, "Brother, it's time to choose..."

The old man in Su Pao did not answer. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and pointed at the river surface and asked, "Huh? What is the baby going to do?"

The red-robed old man followed the direction and saw a small boat parked alone in front of the official ship on the river.

The cruise ships all around evaded, but it was the only one left behind, and it was very obvious now that there was only one left.

There were two people on the boat, a young woman who was only middle-upper and dressed in a lower-body clothes, about seventeen or eighteen years old.

In front of her stood a little white child who was washed despite the fine clothes.

The child was about six or seven years old, wrapped very tightly, and his slightly thin hands were pulling a hemp rope, and the end of the hemp rope was tied to a wooden frame.

This wooden frame is where the two old men's doubts are.

The shelf is square and square, with many'wooden plates' on it, all with gaps.

The gaps are like teeth criss-cross.

In the middle of the rope, only when the child pulled hard, all the discs would spin.

The children and maids are Lu Yu and Xiao Ruan.

Lu Yu pulled on the rope twice, then let it go again, and so on.

Xiao Ruan's expression was a little worried, but he didn't stop Lu Yu from making a fool of himself, he kept tightening Lu Yu's clothes and wiped his sweat from time to time.

At this moment, Lu Yu suddenly yelled out of joy: "Here comes!"

I saw him violently pull, and the river water moved like a swallowing beast. A wave of water almost overturned the small boat, but then a giant fish was pulled out of the water at the other end of the rope, very fast.

The giant fish is red, plump, round eyes like a torch, and tail as long as a bird.

It hangs in the air and struggles ceaselessly, but there is nowhere to take advantage of it, just fighting for nothing.

After a long time, Li rest, the giant fish confessed his fate for the last time, and then hung upright beside the small boat, knowing whether it was alive or dead.

"hiss!"

The old man in the red robe on the Jin Sailing drew a breath, and said in surprise: "That fish... but'Chishuilin'?!"