Royal Road

"Lu Pingyuan is dead?!"

"Heqiao was defeated, the king of Chengdu listened to the slander, and the tribe of Yiqi. Not only Lu Pingyuan, but also Lu Qinghe was murdered!"

"This, this...Chengdu Wang is confused!"

Just over ten days ago, Lu Ji led his army to attack Luoyang. The army was lined up, drums sounded hundreds of miles, and the prosperous military front was rare in the world. However, the king of Changsha Sima Yi took the emperor on his own and fought against him in Luyuan. The soldiers had one heart and fought fiercely for several days and completely defeated the army under Lu Ji. There were countless soldiers who died in Qilijian, and the stream stopped flowing. In this battle, the king of Chengdu lost tens of thousands of soldiers. In his anger, he listened to his confidant's slander, and even ordered Lu Ji to be killed and his tribe.

After the news came out, everyone was shocked. "Erlu" is the first of Jiangzuo's celebrities, and is even more famous after entering Luoyang. Now that he is dead in vain, how can he not make people feel sorry and lament.

"It is said that on the day of Lu Pingyuan's death, he once sighed and said, "I want to hear the cranes in Huating, can you get it again?" That day, white fog grew, the wind broke the trees, and the flat ground was covered with snow. Lu's injustice can be seen."

The words of Huating cranes made everyone present could not help tears in their eyes. Another soldier died under the sword of Sima, how can one not let people feel sad.

One of them wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes with his sleeve, and said, "In this way, the king of Chengdu will retreat, right?"

Although Lu Ji's death is regrettable, if Luoyang's besieged siege can be resolved, it would not be in vain to fight hard.

Unexpectedly, the other party shook his head: "The King of Hejian sent out his general Zhang Fang to help Wang Faluo of Chengdu. I'm afraid the war will not stop."

Everyone is silent. It seems that the king of Chengdu can't give up in Luoyang this time. I don't know how many swordsmen the king will suffer. Without talking about it anymore, Cui Liang arched his hands and walked out of the small courtyard toward his grandfather's room.

These days, my grandfather also remembers Luoyang, and it is natural to tell the truth. But my grandfather is over ninety years old. What if he is angry and hurts his body?

With a long sigh, Cui Liang came to the study respectfully and said: "Father, my child has news from Luoyang."

Unexpectedly, the old man leaning on Pingji did not reply for a long time, but looked at the book case in front of him, seeming to be thinking. Cui Liang couldn't help being a little worried, and took a step forward: "Father?"

After a long time, the old man said: "The King of Chengdu is defeated?"

Seeing that his grandfather had already guessed the result of the battle, Cui Liang said quickly: "The river bridge was defeated, and there were so many dead. It is said that the stream of water stopped flowing."

"A big defeat... Is Lu Shiheng okay?" the old man asked again.

"Lu Pingyuan was brought down by Chengdu Wangyi..." Cui Liang replied cautiously, for fear of his grandfather's mood swings.

Unexpectedly, the old man looked as usual and nodded slightly: "Southern Beitou, committed to the dark lord, there should be such a disaster."

The old man is thin and thin, his eyes are muddy, but his mind is very clear. Cui Liang couldn't help sighing: "The father said that the king of Chengdu is domineering, not the master."

I think the king of Chengdu once had a reputation, but he would have become so tyrannical and mediocre after only a few years in power. Now that I want to come, the king of Changsha in Luoyang City is brave and strategic, loyal to the emperor, and can be a pillar of the country.

However, the old man didn't mean to discuss these at all. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and pointed to the things on the table: "Who printed this booklet?"

Cui Liang looked down and saw that there were two volumes on the bookcase, which were the "Diamond Sutra" he had sent before. The scriptures are extremely elegant and profound. Even if you don't like Buddhism, you can still feel the wonderful meaning of it. In addition, the price is not expensive, and many people around him have bought collections. Unexpectedly, my grandfather's generation of great scholars would also be interested in Buddhist scriptures.

He quickly replied: "This was printed by Liang Zixi, Hou Liang Zixi at Shenmen Pavilion. It is said that the Buddha entered his dream and passed his scriptures."

The old man frowned: "Where is the medical book?"

"Ah, this is the booklet included with the scriptures, which was written by the imperial physician Jiang Yan. He has taught a lot of methods to prevent and treat typhoid fever. The child has already been taught by servants, and I don't know if it works." Cui Liang explained.

"Selling Buddhist scriptures and sending medical books?" The old man murmured to himself, and was silent for a while before suddenly saying, "You go to Liang Mansion for a while..."

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During this time, Liang Feng was really busy. Jingshu's business has surpassed other shops, whether it is located in Jinyang or Gaodu, the shops are extremely popular. A batch of grain can be transported back every few days. Now two more granaries have been built in the Liang Mansion. Let alone this winter, I am afraid that I will not worry about food and clothing next year.

However, Cui Liang's arrival still surprised him: "Cui Weng wants me to print a book?"

Cui Liang naturally found the surprise of the person in front of him and suppressed the embarrassment in his heart. He nodded and said: "The family ancestor has this intention. What I want to print is the book "Mourning Apparel" written by him. Because there is no There are few images, so I come here to ask for it, as long as ten books are enough. The amount of money needed will be given as many as the number."

To be honest, Cui Liang really didn't understand why his grandfather asked Liang's residence to print this book. Although the "Diamond Sutra" looks novel, you can guess the printing method by flipping through it. But just like engraving, just engrave the book. It is too extravagant and embarrassing to be printed by someone specially paying for it. But his grandfather had his life, how dare he disobey, so he obediently begged to Liang Mansion.

Liang Feng was even more surprised than what appeared on the surface. Liang Feng didn't find it strange that Huai'en Temple wanted to partner with him. After all, there was a Buddha's name as a golden sign, and the money he earned was not book money. However, who in other aristocratic families can't see the principles of these printed books? Isn't it just engraving and printing? If you have a few experiments with a craftsman, you can publish it yourself? Why beg to him specifically.

What's more, this Shangdang Cui family is no ordinary person. Cui Younai is one of the top Confucian scholars in the Shangdang Jing. He is very old, has a high reputation, and is extremely strict in his family. He does not allow his clan children to be officials and studies his knowledge behind closed doors. This makes the Cui clan have a long-standing literary name. Such a scholar, can't think of how to make engravings? That's laughable and generous.

However, after only pondering for a moment, Liang Feng said: "Since Cui Weng is interested, the kid dare not refuse. This book is much thicker than the Diamond Sutra. I am afraid that it will take a hundred thousand dollars to make an engraving."

My grandfather was expecting it! Cui Liang was really surprised. When he wanted to come, this Liang Langjun would politely refuse it out of ten. After all, it involved money, and it was not appropriate whether to accept it or not. For this reason, he is extremely reluctant to lose this ugliness. Unexpectedly, his grandfather said that Liang Feng might not refuse. If Liang Feng responded, he would invite him to sit down at the house. He wanted to meet this person. How did grandfather guess that he would agree?

Settling down, Cui Liang couldn't tell his intentions directly, so he had to say: "One volume of Diamond Sutra costs 20 shi, will one hundred thousand dollars be too little?"

Who knows Liang Feng smiled: "This is Cui Weng's painstaking effort, so how can the kid dare to be expert? This money is only the cost of plate making. After the edition is completed, the book and the edition will be sent to the house together."

Ah, even the book edition is given to them? Isn't it that you can print as much as you want in the future and you can do it yourself? Cui Liang didn't expect Liang Feng to be so generous, but such a kind approach really warmed his heart. Thinking of his grandfather's words again, he hurriedly said: "It's so good! If it can be made into engraving, I wonder if Liang Langjun can send it to the county in person? The family ancestor can also thank him in person."

Print a board and deliver it to you in person? Liang Feng raised his eyebrows insignificantly, but did not refuse, and said with a faint smile: "Cui Weng is famous all over the world. It is also a privilege to see the kid. He should give it personally."

Cui Liang's heart was immediately let go. I never thought that Liang Zixi was so talkative, courteous and interesting, without the style of those arrogant celebrities at all, it was like a spring breeze. Relaxed, Cui Liang couldn't help but chatted with Liang Feng for a while on the Buddhist scriptures, and after a simple meal, he left Liang's mansion contentedly.

Cui Liang didn't have any thoughts, but Liang Feng sneaked a little while chatting. It seems that the printing of "Mourning Clothes Picture" was entirely what Cui You meant, and it was probably not for printing the book itself, but for seeing him in person. It was only because of his advanced age and his bad habits that he thought of such a way. Although he didn't know what this great scholar meant, Liang Feng really couldn't refuse. Because this great Confucian is also the mentor to Liu Yuan, the champion general, the military guard of the five military forces, and the captain of the left of the Huns, Liu Yuan!

In this era, Shien is the only ethical relationship between gentlemen and relatives. Some masters and disciples who pass on the Taoism are even closer than their biological fathers and sons. Although I don't know if this great Confucian scholar can accept the rebellion of his students, what he will do in the process of the Xiongnu's founding of the nation. But meeting him is not a way to get to know Liu Yuan. How could Liang Feng let go of such an opportunity!

Taking a breath, Liang Feng got up and walked to the study room behind. Now his study room is widened. In the middle of the room, there is a tall wooden table on which is a large sand table filled with mountains and rivers made of clay, although there is no strategic map for later generations. Accurate, but also very intuitive to show the nearby terrain.

Seeing Liang Feng entering the door, Yi Yan raised his head: "Master, the sand table from Liang Mansion to Gaodu is almost complete."

"Very good." Liang Feng walked to the sand table, squinted his eyes for a while, and asked, "Are these mountains made according to actual proportions?"

Yi Yan: "What is the actual ratio?"

Seeing the blank look on Yi Yan's face, Liang Feng couldn't help but smile. Yes, how can people in this era know the theory of proportion, and it is even more impossible to measure mountains on the spot, I am afraid they can only observe by experience.

Shaking his head, Liang Feng said, "That's good. After the picture is completed, expand the scope. You have to go out more, at least go to the party county. You have to get a clear understanding."

Yi Yan nodded. These days, he often rushes away. It is true that geography cannot be pretended to others. Only when he finds it out can he be relieved. But in this way, you have to practice and make a sand table, and you will spend less time in the house. But this time, the anxiety in his heart was not as good as in the past, because every time he passed the village where the tribe lived, he would think of the situation that day. This is what the lord requires, there must be its reason, and it must not be neglected!

Without paying attention to Yi Yan's expression, after looking at the sand table for a while, Liang Feng walked out of the room, sat down before the case, and took out a pen and paper to think. He used to learn military mapping when he was in the military academy, but he has forgotten about it now. What is the formula for calculating the mountain?

After smearing on the paper, Liang Feng almost bit his pen and thought about it. At this time, Zhou Kan walked in with a stack of account books: "Master, today we have another 200 shi of grain. According to the budget, I am afraid it will be enough to eat for two years. Now the price of grain is not cheap, should I change it? money?"

Liang Feng looked at the cheerful face for a while, and suddenly said: "School, do you calculate the height of the mountain?"

"Huh?" Zhou's account room froze for a moment, and coughed awkwardly, "Not very good. However, one of my grandfather's original disciples seemed to understand a little bit. For this, he secretly ran to Qingzhou and paid a respect to a new master. Annoyed grandfather."

Can you still invest in another division this year? Liang Feng was also interested: "What is that person's name? Is he still in Qingzhou now?"

"His name is Li Xin, whose name is Zile, and he is still in Qingzhou. It is said that he is sorting out the classics of Shimen. Their school has a special method of calculating the mountain height. It should be called...Zhongchai?"

Weight difference? It sounds familiar... Liang Feng pondered for a moment, then suddenly jumped up from the seat: "Is his new master surnamed Liu?!"

Shocked, Zhou Kan stammered: "Yes, it's the last name Liu. Does the host know their faction..."

I know! Liang Feng was so excited that he almost didn't call out. Isn't it Liu Hui? One of the best mathematicians in the Wei and Jin Dynasties revised the "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" and added a chapter of "Heavy Differences" at the end, which was specifically mentioned in the Tang Dynasty and renamed "Island Mathematics". This is simply the ancestor of cartography! Who knows how to draw a map? !

He is so confused, how could mathematics only be used to settle accounts? That is clearly the mother of all kinds of science! If you can have a direct disciple of Liu Hui by your side, you will make a lot of money!

"Can you invite this Mr. Li to come to Liang Mansion?" Liang Feng asked immediately.

Have you used "sir"? I've never seen the lord be so gaffe, Zhou Kan said dazedly: "He, I'm afraid he won't come. Lu Yuan, he is fascinated to count..."

"If he is willing to come, I can help him publish all the classics in the master's door, and make it famous forever!" Liang Feng said immediately!

I dare not say anything else. With the big killer of printing in hand, those who engage in academic creation are really not tempted at all?

Zhou Kan was silent now. He knows about printing. Although he makes a lot of money, his rigid cost is not small. If you can engrave all Shimen classics into engraved plates, I'm afraid that kid Zile will really be tempted. After thinking about it, he finally nodded and said: "I'll write to ask."

"Quickly write, I'll have someone send it quickly!" Liang Feng took a deep breath and clenched his fist.

If he could recruit a reliable mathematician, he would be able to go further than he expected!