Zhang Shangshu applauded: "That's what it should be. During the orthodox years of the late emperor, the Duke of Chengguo set up martial arts to teach the children of military officers, and he also allowed martial arts students and Confucian scholars to take the general subject examinations, just to teach them to read and know the etiquette. Although these children are a little insignificant How can a job title be worth the career of an official on the right track? I will discuss it with Lord Lin, really grasp the atmosphere of martial arts, strictly reward and punish, so that he and others are familiar with the sage's subtle words and righteousness, familiar with strategy, and prudent and courageous. capital.”
Xie Ying agreed: "The care of the book is the blessing of these students."
Zhang Shangshu shook his head: "What is good fortune? If it is really strictly checked, they still don't know how to hate me. But the martial arts atmosphere is not as strict as before, and students are lazy to study. As for the "Seven Books of Martial Arts" Those who can’t understand, and they are not diligent when they go out to school. Today, I went to school to inspect, and I found more than ten older junior officials and children who were truant from school. It is also time to punish them severely to improve their study style.”
Xie Ying cupped his hands and smiled: "Then the lower official will not delay the serious business of the adults."
Zhang Shangshu nodded slightly, looked down and saw the book he was holding in his right hand, he couldn't help but sighed: "Shang Ken, a young man in the countryside who did not go to school, studied the scriptures, this martial arts that was built by the emperor, and the jinshi he chose to teach him, but he didn't. It's really shocking to teach some mediocre students. When I teach them these books and put them in the lecture hall, let the students come in and out to watch, and they will be ashamed and motivated!"
Xie Ying raised her eyebrows, and seemed to be stunned: "This Cui Xie is not from the countryside..."
Zhang Shangshu shook his head slowly, his fingertips pressed the line on the bookmark "Qian'an Cui Xie Catalogue", looked at him and said, "Isn't he living in Qian'an County? Isn't he studying with a country scholar? Lingcao also grows in It is called auspiciousness in the mountains and fields, if it grows in Zhongding's house, it is only a garden orchid jade tree, and it will not feel fresh."
Xie Ying looked at him with understanding, Zhang Shangshu's smile deepened, and he looked at the book and said: "Since he compiled this book in the county, it is enough to be a role model for martial arts students, and who is he? What does it have to do with your son?"
He rolled the book into a tube, tapped the palm of his hand, and returned to the inner room leisurely.
Xie Ying stood behind him, and when he entered, he sighed slightly and turned to leave the lecture hall. When he was outside the hall, he saw Sun Yingjue who was looking for him, and greeted him with his hands: "Grandson Sun."
Sun Yingjue also gave a salute and said, "I came in to find you just now. Seeing that you were answering with the soldier, I didn't dare to disturb, so I left and waited. This is not the place to talk, let's find a place to sit first?"
Xie Ying agreed, walked out of martial arts with him, and rode to the nearby restaurant. Sun Yingjue had a lot of questions in his stomach. When he got to the box, he called people to clear the field and asked impatiently, "I just heard two words indistinctly - Sir Xie, is this about giving up martial arts and literature and changing to the champion?"
Xie Ying replied graciously: "There's no such thing, but I feel that others are tireless in learning, and I have added caution in my heart, and I don't dare to waste time like before."
Sun Yingjue exclaimed: "What's the origin of that child prodigy? You look like you've hit an evil spirit, and you're going to study behind closed doors after reading a book?"
Xie Ying's lips parted slightly, the words "Cui Meiren" swiped on the tip of her tongue for a while but pressed back, she simply said, "It's not Cui Xie, the righteous man we Jinyiwei ordered for him. I thought he was a brave man. Shi, I don’t understand the language and ink, I don’t want him to return to his hometown to read for a few days and be able to compile sentences into a book, which is a bit touching.”
Sun Shizi still didn't remember who Cui Yishi was, and exclaimed: "Isn't this Zhou Chu? Wu can eliminate the three evils, and after studying for decades, he can enter the imperial examinations and become a famous minister..."
Xie Ying smiled and said confidently: "Why do you need to study for decades. He really is a prodigy. I think he will be admitted to the capital in a few years."
"It doesn't matter if he has been in Beijing for a few years, you don't have to be determined to study hard for a few years. You are a real-time five-rank thousand householder, and you can't take the test even if you read the Analects of two rooms." Sun Yingjue shook his head, suddenly tsk tsk. He leaned on the table and leaned towards him, and asked, "Master Xie is honored this year?"
Xie Ying didn't care what he asked with such a fist and a kick, and only answered seriously: "Xiaguan is twenty-three this year, and the eldest son is two years old."
Sun Shizi said: "You are twenty-three years old. My father had two sons and a daughter at your age. I have fewer children, and now I have a little girl. I think it's because you don't have an old or young to accompany you. I miss reading books in my spare time."
The smile on Xie Ying's face did not change at all, as if the person being teased was not him, and asked, "This is why the prince came to find me today? I feel that I am still young, and I am not in a hurry to get tired."
Sun Yingjue gave him a careful look: "Are you still young?"
Xie Ying said leisurely: "In ancient times, women married at their twenties and men at their thirties, so that they had sufficient blood and blood, and then they practiced humanism. Therefore, the ancients tended to live longer. Based on this, I am still young. The kindness of the prince has been accepted by a certain heart, and the marriage is not in a hurry. I should take advantage of reading a few more books for my old age, so that I can do a good job for the emperor in the future."
After all, Xie Qianhu was choking on the book prodigy!
Sun Yingjue shook his head and left the restaurant, and told his father about what Xie Ying read and read that he didn't even want to be a relative.
The Hou Huaining was run down by his son's words in the past two days. He was worried about what kind of marriage should he lead to Xie Ying. Hearing this, he was relieved, and he held his son between his eyes and cursed a few words: " People know that reading is full of vigor and blood. You will be messing around in the 15th or 16th year, and you will lose your health. It took so many years to raise a granddaughter for me. Who do you want me to inherit the Hou Huaining Mansion for in the future? Go? You also go to the study for me to read quietly for two days, and don't touch women again!"
Sun Yingjue was really locked in the study, and it took a long time to get out. He deeply regretted telling his old father about this in advance, and by taking advantage of his father's work in the yamen, he found several good and noble children, such as Xu Qi, the Marquis of Yongkang, and Zheng Gang, the son of the Marquis of Wu'an, and complained a few words. Everyone shook their heads and sighed: "You have been in the Peach Blossom Spring these days, and you don't know the world, don't you know that in the martial arts, everyone can't live in peace?"
He was surprised: "How come, the martial arts students are also determined to be admitted to the jinshi like Xie Ying?"
Li Yan, the grand-nephew of the Xiangcheng marquis, sighed, "If only you had to take the test yourself! Now, Master Zhang, the main soldier, and Yushi Lin, who is the admiral of martial arts, must be strict about the atmosphere—
"Such as sooner or later, those who are not ready at the beginning of the hour will be recorded on the record, and the camp officials will sternly reprimand them; when encountering those who are going to exercise at the base camp, they should go to school to ask for leave first, and then go back to school after the exercise. There is an assessment at the beginning of the month, which was originally managed by the instructors in the school, but now the soldier is personally responsible for the problem, and he has also asked the subordinate officials to correct it, how do you think it goes!"
Sun Yingjue touched his nose, secretly glad that he was over 20 and didn't need to go to school anymore.
Another young master who was studying and studying said: "Zhang Butang wrote the 'Encouraging Study', which hangs in the lecture hall. What does it say, 'He can read only when he is in a cold environment? If he can only be prosperous, then he can read?'? What? 'The way of the husband is endless, even if the saints still have to learn'... We also got a few books written by some country prodigy and put them on the bookshelf in the lecture hall, and taught them to be 'fifteen and interested in learning' at every turn. It's not that literati who relies on reading to eat, what are you doing so seriously!"
Xu Qi raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not that I don't know which prodigy in the countryside, why have you forgotten? It's the righteous citizen who Jin Yiwei gave to the court, the one in the demon case, the son of Cui Ju of the Ministry of Housing! He handed a glass of wine and he was happy, and he ran away without drinking it, what a disappointment!"
Someone else said: "Who remembers the son of a court official so clearly. I know a person in Qian'an County, and his surname is Cui—"
Everyone understood and laughed for a while.
Someone else asked, "Could it be that Qian'an's surname is Cui some big surname, not to mention a beautiful girl named Cui, but also a prodigy named Cui?"
Xu Qi said: "This book-writing prodigy Cui looks like something that Cui Langzhong could have given birth to, and that romantic Cui Meiren was definitely not raised in that old Dongfang's family. I remember his family only had two daughters, and the older one was married. In Sichuan, it can't be Cui Meiren."
Everyone looked at Sun Yingjue—his father knew about the Jinyi guards, and he was still hanging around in the guards, and they all looked at him and knew more about Cui Meiren.
Sun Yingjue also spread out his hands: "These days, I asked my father to lock me in the study room to study, and I didn't even go out. I don't know as much as Xu Houye. Besides, how can someone with a young and beautiful lady publish a book and be able to establish a household on her own? Even if she is a beauty, she is a milf. I don't want to investigate. If I don't find out, I will treat her as a beauty like a goddess of Mount Tai; I find out that she is old and beautiful. , how can I read her books in the future?"
Everyone shook their heads one after another, unwilling to believe that the good name was spread out of thin air, but the shadow of this beauty's twilight was blocked in their hearts, and it was pointless to continue. The Prince of Wu'an said that there was another Qingzhutang in Qian'an that could print color pictures. The Vajra Sutra was printed very well, and the Buddha statues were extremely solemn and beautiful. His wife asked a few volumes to be offered to Tanzhe Temple, even the palace. Several of my husbands asked his family where they came from.
Just after talking about the four books and then talking about the Buddhist scriptures, they are full of serious and boring things. The group of nobles and friends were bored and said: "The pictures in the scriptures are more beautiful than the pictures of beautiful women. It is better to think about Cui Meiren. What is the story of the new book…”
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Choi Xie is indeed studying a new book at home.
"Romance of the Three Kingdoms" has a total of 120 chapters and 24 volumes. If they were all engraved by themselves, they would not be able to engrave them until next year. Therefore, like the Diamond Sutra, they bought the woodblocks from the Southern Bookstore and returned to their own. Proofread revised.
The old edition is also prepared with pictures and texts, and Peng Yan followed them to correct the text and printed a copy. After Cui Xie got home, he took time to look at the layout, added illustrations according to the storyline, and asked the craftsmen to cut out the redundant drawing plates and arrange the two character plates together; go up.
As for the comments received, it was inconvenient to insert them into the engraved frame, so he asked the craftsman to use a very narrow vertical version to carve it out and spell it on the outside of the font. They ordered large sheets of paper one foot two inches long and eight inches wide three minutes from the Zhao's house in the east. After binding it into a book, there were white borders one inch wide on each side of the sidebar.
After the book is opened, the comments printed in the margins of the left and right pages are just connected in the center of the page. Each person's comments are printed in different colors, and the content and colors collide, some complement each other, and some refute each other, which are both eye-catching and attractive. If the inter-page comments are not enough, a long argument is attached after the chapter, which is still printed in different ink colors, without affecting the reader's reading of the text.
Because the comments and pictures were not in place, they tried to print the first few chapters first, accompanied by the painted pictures of the queen mother He, Queen Fu, Diao Chan, Er Qiao and other beauties, please senior readers like Tang Ning and Wang Gongzi Trial for major clients.
Tang Caizi found a few colleagues to share, and wrote a long article about how comfortable this book is to look at and how fascinating the comments are. Wang Gongzi was more serious, and ran to his house with money in his sleeves to ask him, "Is there enough money to print this book? I'll give you a few hundred taels first, and order 20 sets first!"
Cui Xie was relieved and smiled: "Thanks to Brother Wang, I have already made enough money for my "Lianfang Lu" set, and this book is only short of drawing and reviewing, and there is no shortage of workers and money. "
In fact, what he is most worried about is that the famous generals he painted will not be recognized by the people of the dynasty - the Yingwei men in the paintings of the Ming Dynasty all have a long waist and a big belly. He was not used to drawing a round belly, so he closed his waist to Lu Bu. Several sculptors thought that the generals he painted were not imposing. Fortunately, the big clients and critics who gave money to Aesthetic Online gave him confidence again.
To be cautious, he also asked the prince: "I made Wen Hou's belly smaller, doesn't it matter?"
Young Master Wang said indifferently, "Who is looking at his belly, isn't it enough to see his face? Besides, brother, I don't have a belly. Who dares to say that I am not strong and beautiful?"
Wang Daguan was right.
Cui Xie sent him away with satisfaction, and picked out the two-page spread picture of Lu Bu playing Diaochan, and asked the printer to print a few more copies and send them to the store, so that the shopkeeper Ji and the others would show them to the customers who bought the book, and ask a few more people. Can you accept this style.
Whoever thought that the picture had not been sent, the shopkeeper Ji came. And he got home from noon and sat abruptly until he got off school, without even taking a few bites of tea and rice.
Cui Xie looked at him with a restless look on his face, almost thought that the imperial court was going to ban "Three Kingdoms", he hurriedly ordered a bowl of new tea to him, sat across from him and asked pleasantly, "What happened? Didn't our shop survive when it was about to collapse, how come so many books are selling just right now, you seem to be shocked?"
The shopkeeper Ji wiped his face, held a copy of Jinghua Daily Copy that had been soaked all afternoon, and handed it to him, tremblingly said: "Young master, see for yourself, this is the son of an inferior son. I bought it in the capital, with a copy of Zhang Peng's "Encouraging Study" printed on it, the master, look at the preface of the article, Lord Shangshu... Lord Shangshu actually knows about you..."
Cui Xie's heartbeat accelerated slightly, he stretched out his hand to take the "Daily Copy", opened it and found "Encouraging Learning", took a closer look, and saw that there was a sentence written in the preface: "Reading the four books collected by a schoolboy in Qian'an County. , so I wrote this article for the sentient beings of Beijing martial arts."
The author has something to say: "The way of the husband is endless, even if the sage has yet to learn."