Chapter 3375 Extra Strong Sister 29
Zhou Man gave the copied movable type printing technique to Mingda, and Mingda did not doubt it.
She handed the work to the craftsmen from the Mohist School for consideration. They quickly understood the pros and cons and replied, "It's not impossible to burn such a typeface, but for printing old books, engraving is actually better and cheaper."
Mingda said, "Let's put the pros and cons aside. You guys should research it first and master the technology. Whether or not to use it will depend on the actual situation. At least we can use it when we need it, so we won't be stretched too thin."
Zhou Man couldn't help but give her a thumbs up. "That's amazing! That's right. It's just like when we learn medical skills, not all of them can be used, but we still have to learn. We have to learn as long as we are a doctor. We can't wait until we encounter a disease like that to learn it temporarily."
Mingda said, "Let's burn the commonly used characters first. For the first book... let's choose one of Erlang's books. Which book do you think is better?"
"Aren't all his books woodblock prints?" Mingda was very partial to Bai Erlang. He had written many vernacular novels over the years, but not many serious articles. Instead, he had a lot of stories about gods, ghosts, and strange stories. She didn't care whether people liked to read them or not, and she asked people to carve out all of them.
Among all the handwritten storybooks, Bai Erlang's storybooks have always been printed in a fresh and unconventional style, which is really too conspicuous.
Every time it was printed, Bai Shanneng would receive a set as a gift, Zhou Man would also receive a set, and there were always two sets in the study at home. Even Mr. Zhuang's set was left in their home.
Mingda said, "It's not a good idea to use someone else's book to test the first movable type. What if the printing is bad?"
Zhou Man immediately said, "I'm not afraid. I have a medical book here. It's not very thick. I'll give it to you to print. When the printed books are ready, you can sell them in the bookstore. I don't want any commission. You can just donate a batch to the Imperial Medical Bureau."
Mingda: "Let's go with Yin Erlang's. After all, it's a medical book. If it's vague, wouldn't it mislead students? He's not afraid of that."
"Alright," Zhou Man sighed, looking up at the sky. "The first book printed with movable type is enough to go down in history, right? Even if it's just one sentence."
Mingda couldn't help but burst out laughing. He pulled her aside and said, "Are you still worried that your name won't be recorded in history books? I'm just afraid that in the future, there won't be enough to write about you on a single page."
"That's not necessarily true," Zhou Man said. "I've been reading history recently and have noticed that there are very few women recorded in history books, and most of them are from the harem or relatives outside the emperor's family. But when I look closely, I find traces of women in many historical events. So, since the beginning of human history, have women really been so insignificant in history that they are not worthy of more attention in history books?"
"Let's not talk about the distant past, let's just talk about Empress Wende. I heard from Bai Er that the Hanlin Academy has begun compiling the late emperor's history book, and Empress Wende occupies only this little space." Zhou Man gestured with his hands and said, "The late emperor's life history book is so thick, but Empress Wende only occupies this little space."
Zhou Man pinched a spot with his fingertips and gestured to Mingda, sighing, "But we all know that Empress Wende is worthy of being called the greatest empress of all time. I'm afraid I won't meet another empress better than you."
Mingda couldn't help but glance around, then tapped her forehead and whispered, "How many more queens can you expect from me? It's fine if you say this in front of me, but if it gets out, even if the emperor's sister-in-law doesn't care at first, she'll definitely feel resentful if people keep talking about it."
"I know. Didn't I just say that in front of you?"
Mingda seemed to be thinking, "So he printed your medical book?"
"Forget it," Zhou waved his hand nonchalantly, "It won't ruin the romance between you two, so just pamper him."
Mingda: "...Then you've told me all this, isn't it just to convince me to print your medical book first?"
"No, I'm just being a bitch to you. That's all I'm saying," Zhou Man said. "Let them study it. Come back to me when the mold is ready. I'm busy with the smallpox vaccination at the Imperial Medical Bureau these days."
Mingda agreed.
Mingda has both money and people, and its research speed is very fast. Of course, what is even faster is the speed at which its bookstore prints books.
Within a month, they had printed the batch of books that Zhou Man and Bai Shan wanted, and then the two of them asked the canal to transport the books to Bai Jingxing, leaving her with full authority to handle them.
There are more than a hundred books on the list compiled by Bai Jingxing and Yang Zezhi, many of which are annotated versions. Such books are generally only collected in the Imperial College and the provincial schools, and cannot be bought even in bookstores outside.
The carved blocks were given to her by the late emperor from the royal bookstore and are extremely precious.
She picked out a set and gave it to the county school, specifically to support the female students there.
But where are the female students in the county school?
The county school had to recruit a few students quickly, at least to get the books first.
These books are not even available in bookstores.
Bai Jingxing must see these recruited female students take root in the county school. Li Han and the others have Yang Zezhi, a ready-made top student, here. With his guidance in their studies and the help of him to understand the local customs and practices, they are not in a hurry to leave.
They stayed in one county school for three or four months, and then moved to the next county school and stayed there for another two or three months. After a year, they didn't travel much, but they had become famous in the southwest. Many scholars came to them to learn from them.
Needless to say, Confucius' words are very reasonable: "When three people walk together, there must be one who can be my teacher." Although the scholars who come to them may not be as knowledgeable as them, they will definitely be better than them in some way.
Especially since Bai Jingxing and his friends were still young and had many shortcomings, they learned a lot from communicating with others.
Spring rain is as precious as oil. Even though it rains a lot in the southwest, the rain at this time is still very precious.
The carriage moved slowly in the rain, guards wearing straw raincoats stood guard on both sides of the carriage. One guard rode back from the way they had come, and only stopped his horse when he reached the first carriage. "Sir, the rain is getting heavier. There's a City God Temple up ahead where we can rest."
Yang Zezhi lifted the curtain and glanced at the dark sky, then asked, "How far is it to the city?"
"About thirty miles, but the rain is getting heavier and it's almost dark. It's not safe to travel in the rain."
Yang Zezhi nodded and said, "Let's go to the City God Temple in front to rest."
"yes."
The group rushed to the City God Temple, where many people were already hiding from the rain, all of them on their way.
Suddenly, so many carriages and horses came outside the temple, and they couldn't help but stand at the door to watch the fun.
Dongfang jumped down from the shaft, took down the horse stool, opened the umbrella, and then lifted the curtain to let Yang Ze get off the carriage.
As soon as Yang Zezhi got off the car, the people standing outside the rain curtain gasped and stared at him with wide eyes. An old man sitting still in the temple also turned his head to look at him. Seeing him, he couldn't help but praise him, "What a handsome young man."
The middle-aged man sitting opposite him leaned out to take a look, was stunned for a moment, and then said, "He is indeed handsome, like his father."
(End of this chapter)
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