Xu Jiang came to the Imperial College and went straight to find Song Xuelu.
Song Xuelu had learned from his students earlier that she was injured while protecting Mu Congye. When he saw the bruise on her forehead today, he realized how dangerous she was at that time.
No wonder you have to bring bodyguards with you when you go out nowadays.
"The murderer hasn't been caught yet?"
"No."
"That's something to be careful about."
Xu Jiang smiled and asked, "Is 'Tracing the Origins of Cultural Traces' available for review?"
"Lin Siye has taken this matter over. He and your master are close friends. With him proofreading, you can rest assured."
"Okay."
It was a mistake after all.
Xu Jiang felt a little regretful, but also happy. Since the book had been proofread by Du Hui and Master Lin, it was absolutely safe.
Song Xuelu led Xu Jiang to the engraving hall. The guards were unable to enter the hall, so they waited outside.
As Xu Jiang followed Song Xuelu into the room, she smelled a strong smell of paper and ink.
The hall was a large open space without any partition walls. The hall was about twenty feet wide from left to right and more than ten feet deep. Xu Jiang made a quick comparison in her mind and found that this engraving hall alone was more than twice the size of her house.
The engraving room is open on all sides, letting in light and air, creating a bright and cool atmosphere. The various areas for arranging materials, writing and printing, engraving, repairing, mixing ink, printing, boiling starch, proofreading, and binding are all organized in an orderly manner.
There were about fifty or sixty craftsmen, each doing their own job and being very focused. They were not distracted by the arrival of Song Xuelu.
As Xu Jiang walked through the place, she couldn't help but feel excited. This was exactly the engraving house she had always dreamed of!
She should have come to see me earlier. It's a pity that we met too late.
Song Xuelu took her on a tour and finally came to the printing area. Xu Jiang recognized at a glance that the plate on the chopping board was her own.
There are five craftsmen responsible for printing. They cooperate with each other well and their movements are neat and efficient.
Song Xuelu took her to see the printed pages of the book. Each page was straight and square, with even ink marks. The paper used was also the best Xuan paper, which was white, delicate, flexible and durable.
Looking at the content again, it has been printed to the third volume.
Song Xuelu said, "Based on the current progress, the first edition will be out by the end of the month."
Xu Jiang stroked the familiar handwriting, her eyes warmed. She had lived up to her master's trust. This set of books, the product of his painstaking efforts, would eventually become famous and be passed down for generations.
And Xu Yuan's name will no longer be buried, and his talent will become a star that shines forever.
After Song Xuelu took Xu Jiang to visit the engraving hall, he came to the Classics Hall and handed her a set of newly compiled copies of "Introduction to Mathematics".
"This was compiled by the doctor of mathematics in the prison. Secretary Lin has assigned it to you to print. Print 100 copies first and hand it in before classes resume during the summer break."
"Okay." Xu Jiang took it solemnly.
This was her first assignment since coming under the supervision of the Imperial College, and she had to do it well.
"The prison will purchase the paper and ink. You can come and pick them up when the time comes."
"yes."
After finishing the task, Song Xuelu continued, "Also, after the book 'Tracing the Origins of Cultural Heritage' is completed, I can allocate a batch for you to sell first, as a thank you for the generosity of Shopkeeper Xu."
"Really?" Xu Jiang was delighted. "Thank you very much, sir."
Song Xuelu waved his hand and said, "No need to thank me. This was decided by Lord Du a long time ago. I am just following the order."
Thinking of Du Hui, Xu Jiang was filled with gratitude. Then she said drily, "I wonder how Mr. Du is doing now. Did you have a smooth journey?"
"Suffering is inevitable, but Lord Du has always been determined, and this little setback will not faze him."
"That's true."
Du Hui was a stern and upright person, but also open-minded and tenacious. Compared with the turmoil in the court, the storms on the journey were actually a good thing for him.
Moreover, as long as this case is concluded, he will be able to come back after his term of office expires.
After leaving the Imperial College, Xu Jiang stopped by the East Market to buy wood for the engravings. She went to the same shop Xu San had introduced her to, and waited for the wood to be ready before carrying it back to Yonghefang.
Lou Yunchun was waiting for Xu Jiang in the bookstore. Seeing that she had not returned for a long time, he wanted to go to the Imperial College to pick her up in person.
Passing by Suzaku Street, he ran into his superior. As soon as the Dali Temple official saw him, he called him to stop.
"I just sent someone to deliver a message to you, and I ran into you here. It's a good opportunity. Come with me into the palace."
"What does Your Majesty want to see you for?"
"I don't know yet, but seeing the messenger's anxious look, I think there's something important."
The saint summoned Lou Yunchun, and he had no choice but to go to the palace with Shangfeng first, and then come to find Xu Jiang later.
After entering the palace, the two went to the inner hall. As soon as they entered the hall, they saw the third master, the Shangshu Ling, and the Minister of War were all there.
Seeing that everyone was present, the emperor asked the eunuch to present a memorial and circulate it among the ministers present.
The memorial was passed to Lou Yunchun, who couldn't help but frown after reading it.
The memorial was urgently sent back to the capital by Xin Zhengchu, the governor of Hexi. He reported that he had recently intercepted a caravan of merchants from the capital to the Beiting Protectorate, transporting gold, silver, and jewelry. Because of the large amount of money involved, they were detained for questioning.
During the search, they found a bronze talisman on the leader of the caravan.
The bronze talisman was a symbol of the noble family's status.
The captain, whose identity was discovered, tried to escape but was shot dead on the spot. Xin Zhengchu took his bronze talisman and ordered his men to disguise themselves as the captains and escort the treasures to Beiting Protectorate.
When they arrived in Beiting, they found that the person who came to meet them was Guo Yuanzhen's deputy envoy.
After collecting these treasures, the deputy envoy handed a secret letter to the caravan and asked them to take it back to Beijing and give it to King Ying.
When Prince Ying came of age, he was supposed to go to his fiefdom. However, because he had been weak since childhood, the sage took pity on him out of brotherly love and allowed him to stay in the capital to recuperate.
But I didn’t expect that after I recovered from my illness, my heart also grew bigger.
The secret letter is now in the hands of the saint, but he did not take it out. Instead, he asked the eunuch to hand the bronze talisman to the Minister of the Dali Temple.
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