Royal Road

"Lord Lang, this is the rebound booklet." Kneeling in front of the case, Chao Yu handed the new booklet up with both hands, eyes full of joy.

The Liang Mansion officially set up a bookstore half a month ago and began trial production of new books. Different from the common scriptures in the world, the book printed in the bookstore is not a scroll, but a square and square one. It is made of wood with lettering and ink on paper. Chao Yu was really surprised when he saw the engraving for the first time. Who would have thought that words could be carved on wood and transferred into a book?

This method is simply brilliant! Chao Yu was very poor at a young age, and immediately became interested in printing. It just so happened that because she was literate, the host gave her the task of verifying the new book and binding it into a book.

A new style of paper book that no one has seen before, it is not easy to bind it well. Chao Yu spent a lot of thoughts, but in the end he got the enlightenment of the host, and then he had immediate results. Although it is new, Chao Yu is confident that this is the best binding method, and I am afraid that even the host can't make mistakes.

Liang Feng opened the book in front of him, and the engraving of the "Diamond Sutra" has not been finished yet. This book is just a sample publication made from drafts. Unlike before, this time it is hinged binding, that is, fold the printed pages in half, sandwiching the side with no words in the middle, and the side with words facing out. The back is sewn with a thin thread, and then wrapped with paper paper. Yan, as an external seal. Although it is a sample publication, Chao Yu has not neglected, the handwork is extremely delicate, it looks very high-grade. However, Liang Feng has long been accustomed to the book printed on both sides of the front and back of the later generations. This kind of hinge looks like a pirated book that has not been cut properly. It makes people feel the urge to cut the middle page apart.

But even Liang Feng has to admit that there is no better choice now. In fact, the engraving takes a lot of effort, and the paper and ink are not ideal. If double-sided printing, the wrong version is still a minor problem, and the ink penetration is a headache. This kind of hinge binding takes into account the needs of both aesthetics and practicality, and it can make the thin diamond sutra look slightly thicker, and it can be seen that Chaoyu has worked hard.

Putting down the book, Liang Feng nodded: "That's good. How long does it take to bind a book?"

"It only takes two days." Chao Yu replied with joy.

The most troublesome aspect of engraving is the time to engrave the wood. Time-consuming and laborious, and be careful not to make mistakes, otherwise a board will be destroyed and reproduced. But once the engraving is made, printing and binding is simple. You only need to dry the ink, fold and sew carefully, and glue the outer cover to make a beautiful book. Chao Yu felt extremely excited when he thought about bringing a few illiterate servant women to make such a beautiful new book. The landlord is really a gift from heaven, and he can come up with such a wonderful method!

This production cycle is not bad. If five female workers adopt assembly line binding, I am afraid it will be more efficient. After thinking about it, Liang Feng took a page of white paper, folded it in half like a lyric book, and handed it to Chao Yu: "The Diamond Sutra can be finely bound, and the "New Treatise on Febrile Diseases" is not necessary, as long as the photo is taken. This will stick the paper together and fold it."

"Diamond Sutra" is the main product, no matter how detailed it is. "New Treatise on Febrile Diseases" is a free supplement, so the cost must be controlled. It is refreshing and simple to use ordinary linen paper and folding. It is a way to do it.

"By the way, "New Treatise on Febrile Diseases" must be carefully edited, one word must not be missed, and one character must not be missed. This is the basis for saving people and should not be neglected." Liang Feng commanded once again.

Because it is a medical book, Liang Feng spent a lot of effort on "New Treatise on Febrile Diseases". For the first time, "sentence break" was introduced into stereotypes. There is no punctuation in ancient books, and only relying on the guidance of teachers can distinguish the meaning of the text and read the scriptures. In the private commentary, the two types of "." and "," are used, which is the ancient term for sentence break. This is of course a means for the ruling class to control the spread of knowledge and make it noble. But in medical books, it may become a trap to mislead others. Even if it will be criticized by others, Liang Feng can't look at the misdemeanor of a good medical book. Anyway, he doesn't need money to send him, just do it as he wants.

Although this is not in compliance with the rules, Chao Yu also knows whether there is any impact of sentence breaks on reading, so he nodded and retired.

The bookshop is now in the main house just like the weaving house. Chao Yu walked quickly around the corridor, covered his nose with his hands, and stepped into the courtyard. Sawdust was still fluttering in the yard, which was very choking. Several craftsmen are carving the wooden boards in their hands. They have their own division of labor, some are flat wood, and some are carved and decorated. Only the four with the best craftsmanship are carefully carving the words on the board.

This is a work that requires concentration. Chao Yu didn't dare to disturb, and moved to the corner of the courtyard. I saw Wei Fonu sitting alone in front of the wooden table, carefully engraving a pattern.

This is a picture of Gion lectures drawn by the master, who specially invited the painter. On the painting, the Buddha was sitting under the linden tree with one hand and a smile on his lips. The shadow of the tree whirling, can't cover the brilliant golden wheel behind him. Below, the disciples sat or knelt, or looked up, or nodded, listening to what the Buddha said. The houses in the distance are dimly visible, not like middle-earth.

This painting is mediocre, but it's better than many characters and a clear structure. What attracts more attention is the Buddha in the middle. A few strokes made the Buddha's face appear elegant and handsome. Between the drooping eyebrows, there was compassion and compassion, and there was a faint shadow of the head of the Liang family.

Is this the Buddha in the previous painting? Chaoyu glanced at Wei Fonu who was working on carving, but did not speak. No one knows the true appearance of the Buddha, but among the servants of the Liang Mansion, the landlord is their **** and Buddha. Such a portrait is worthy of this exquisite engraved copy!

After watching for a long while, Chao Yu drew away and walked towards the carved engraving made aside.

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Returning from Wuxiang, Yi Yan spent more than ten days on the road. Even if the landlord prepared enough dry food and money for him, he would be exhausted along the way.

With so many miscellaneous things, it's too easy to provoke right and wrong. Thanks to the five extraordinary horses and the tokens prepared by Liang Feng in advance, this team escaped the interrogation of the soldiers. Day and night along the way, I was terrified and frightened. When I came outside Liang's mansion, many people cried when they saw the fields that had been harvested and the refugees walking through the shanty towns. They have lived on farming for generations. How can they know that this is a paradise where people can live.

Knowing that Yi Yan was back, Liang Feng came out specially. Seeing Zhang's still pale and handsome face, Yi Yan's eyes became hot and she knelt on the ground.

"My lord, I brought the people back. Too many people went out to flee the famine, and only a few old and weak are left. Please punish me..."

Among these people, less than one-third of the workforce is in the middle age, and more of them are women, children, and the elderly. Looking at the black man's kneeling head, Liang Feng walked up to Yi Yan and stretched out his hand: "What's the crime? It's all human lives and should be saved."

This is different from what he thought, but the elderly and children can also do some less physically demanding chores, and every life is precious in troubled times. What's more, with these relatives, men who are away from home will always have a day to return.

No one knows better than Yi Yan the money and food that Liang's mansion consumes every day, and the wasted expenses to raise these people. He didn't get up, so he knelt in front of Liang Feng: "The lord wants to save more people, whether they are Jie people or refugees."

This is the first time Yiyan has left Liang Feng on his own initiative during these days of returning to his hometown. Without daily practice, there is no vicious enemy, and the man who can attract his attention all the time. Yi Yan opened his eyes and looked to his side.

He saw countless miserable people. Those farmers, like his people, who can’t eat enough, don’t wear warm, and are struggling to death on the barren land; those who wear knives and guns, are skinny, like hungry tigers and jackals; those who leave their homes in order to avoid swordsmen. , But killed the refugees on the roadside.

This world, just like when he left his hometown, has never improved, but has become more and more frightening. The Liang Mansion was like a barrier, covering his eyes and letting him indulge in tiny happiness. However, the lord has never been deceived by this illusion. The words that had been said echoed in his ears like thunder.

"A big ship fell into the water and is about to sink. Ten thousand people are crying, can it be saved?"

"It's okay tomorrow? Who knows what will happen tomorrow?"

In one sentence, every seemingly weird move pointed in one direction. He wanted to save people, tried his best and tried every means to save more lives.

Before, Yi Yan didn't understand why the people in Jinyang City were so crazy. However, the prayers that echoed in his ears all these days and nights made Yi Yan understand. Those who are in **** need such a savior. Maybe the lord was originally the incarnation of gods and Buddhas, so he would be so compassionate and compassionate, and pity them these common customs.

So this time, Yi Yan got down on her knees.

Looking at the young face, Liang Feng nodded slightly: "Yes, do my best."

His voice was faint, without much ups and downs. However, Yi Yan seemed to be whipped and bowed before him.

"May the **** before the master stallion."

All the Jie people kneeling behind him also bowed their heads. It's like a devout believer who wants to worship the Buddha.

Liang Feng stretched out his hand and gently stroked the top of the drooping hair: "I am very happy to have you."

He no longer said "effect death", and he no longer only considers his own safety. This long journey gave Yi Yan a bit more weight on his shoulders. Just like a sharp sword, it finally has a scabbard, and it gathers an unparalleled edge. This little guy has grown up.

Then Liang Feng raised his head and said to the Jie people who were kneeling on the ground: "From now on, this will be your home. I will distribute livestock and farm tools to you, and you will have to build houses and open up wasteland. , To build fortifications. If you want to survive, you have to work hard and earn rations for yourself."

He didn't even say that he was a slave or a tenant, he just told them that this was their new home. Those Jie people who can understand Chinese all whimper. Those who don't understand can also hear the kindness in his tone.

Kneeling on the ground, the old man with muddy eyes lifted his head strenuously. I saw a handsome and flawless man standing in front of the crowd in the sunshine of Zhuozhuo. The person's demeanor is so outstanding, but his smile is gentle and affectionate, like a Buddha's eyes.

As if his eyes were burned by the light, he hung his head hastily and recited the scripture again. Infected by his voice, the Buddha's voice sounded endlessly, with Chinese and Jie language blending in one place.

Liang Feng smiled, disregarding it, and said to Yi Yan: "Okay, let's go back to the mansion. It will take a lot of work to settle them."

Yi Yan stood up from the ground, but did not take a step, but took his Karasuma horse: "Master, ride it back."

Liang Feng raised his eyebrows, this kid actually dared to let himself ride a horse? But this is better. With luck, Liang Feng stepped on the stirrups, and just wanted to get on the horse. Unexpectedly, he put a hand on his calf and gently supported it. Without much effort, he sat firmly on the horseback.

Yi Yan retracted his hand, took the horse's rein, and walked towards Zhuangnei.

The author has something to say: The Diamond Sutra is used for backing, and it probably appeared in the Song Dynasty. The medical books used folds, which existed in the Tang Dynasty. If you don’t make a lyric, just think about memorials. As for sentence break, it is actually the sentence reading (dòu) of later generations, which is mentioned in "Shu Wen Jie Zi". These symbols were used in private sentence segmentation, but until the Song Dynasty, only a few books were engraved with punctuation. In ancient times, I really tried to prevent people from learning to read.