Empress, your husband is invincible

Ling Xuejian did not hide Ye Cheng's poetry ability from Zhuang Shuanglin at all...

But to Ling Xuejian's surprise, Zhuang Shuanglin just nodded without showing any surprise.

Ling Xuejian became interested.

"Shuanglin doesn't seem to be curious?"

Zhuang Shuanglin gave a wry smile:
"If it's someone else's words, I might still be surprised. But if it's Mr. Ye's words, I don't have the slightest doubt."

Ling Xuejian turned her head and thought for a while, then said:

"That's true. Ye Cheng often does some amazing things, which give people infinite novelty."

Zhuang Shuanglin mourned silently for his cousin Zhuang Han.

She happened to have read a widely circulated storybook, in which there is a sentence that Zhuang Shuanglin has always regarded as a standard——

Being curious about a man is often the beginning of a woman's love for him...

Seeing Ling Xuejian coming with people from a distance, Lin Yilan who was directing his servants to clean the courtyard immediately came forward to salute:

"Your Majesty, are you here to find Mr. Ye?
Mr. Ye went to Wuhou Mansion after waking up early in the morning, and didn't even eat breakfast. "

"Ye Cheng went to Marquis Wu Mansion again?"

Ling Xuejian looked at Zhuang Shuanglin in surprise.

"Well, the slave girl seemed to be muttering something when he was leaving..."

Speaking of this, Lin Yilan glanced at Ling Xuejian with a hesitant expression.

"It's okay to say it straight."

Lin Yilan lowered her head, not daring to look at Ling Xuejian, and repeated in a low voice:
"I want to give His Majesty the best betrothal gift in the world..."

"..."

Ling Xuejian's face flushed slightly, and Zhuang Shuanglin's face became weird instantly.

After a moment of silence, Ling Xuejian bypassed Lin Yilan and went straight into Ye Cheng's bedroom.

"Don't tell anyone about this."

"The servant knows."

Before entering the bedroom, Ling Xuejian, who suppressed the flush on her face, calmly turned her head and said:

"By the way, Shuanglin, since Ye Cheng is at your house right now.

Then you can go back and help him get things done with the greenhouse and grain seeds.

Ye Cheng has something to ask for, so he must try his best to satisfy it. "

"Here."

……

Wuhou Mansion, in the courtyard where Zhuang Yan lived.

Ye Cheng, Li Baijing, and Zhuang Yan were standing around a stone table and looking at each other.

On the stone table in the middle of the three of them was a square piece of clay just squeezed out by Ye Cheng himself.

"No, Brother Ye, say it again, I didn't quite understand it."

Li Baijing lowered his head, stared at the mud block carefully for a moment again, but still didn't understand the purpose of this thing.

But Zhuang Yan, after looking at the mud for a while, clapped his hands fiercely and said with a smile:
"I understand, Brother Ye wants to use this thing as a font?"

Looking at Zhuang Yan in surprise, Ye Cheng nodded and said:
"Yes, since books are printed now, a whole template is used. Not to mention time-consuming and labor-intensive, the work efficiency is extremely low.

Then why don't we engrave those commonly used words on these small clay blocks that can move freely.

What about arranging them into a template when you need them? "

Li Baijing's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile:

"Brother Ye, this is a good idea! In this way, the efficiency of printing books will indeed be greatly improved!"

"Brother Ye just likes to make these simple things extra complicated.

I said so much at that time, it is not as good as the two sentences just now. "

Zhuang Yan pouted.

Suddenly remembered something, Zhuang Yan suddenly slapped the stone table and shouted:

"Let's go, Brother Ye, Brother Li, I'll take you two to a place. Just to see if this thing can be done today!"

"Where?"

"Book World Hall!"

"What's that place?"

"When we arrive, the two elder brothers will naturally know."

……

The three of them ran into Zhuang Shuanglin who had just returned from the imperial city before they left Wuhou Mansion.

As soon as he saw Zhuang Shuanglin, Zhuang Yan subconsciously hid behind Ye Cheng like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Sister, I took Brother Ye and the others out this time, but I have business to do. It's not fooling around, you can't reprimand me!"

Zhuang Shuanglin glanced at him: "Get out of here honestly, I can pretend I didn't see you."

Zhuang Yan shrank his head, grabbed the corner of Li Baijing's clothes, didn't say a word, but didn't move.

Seeing this, Zhuang Shuanglin couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Seeing this, Li Baijing hurriedly smoothed things over:
"Zhuang Yanchen practiced sword hard in the past, and he also had serious business to do when he took us to Shushitang. Shuanglin, don't train him."

Ye Cheng pursed his lips and smiled.

Hearing the name "Shu Shitang", Zhuang Shuanglin was also slightly taken aback, leaving Zhuang Yan aside for the time being, and curiously said:
"What are you doing there?"

Zhuang Yan boldly raised his head.

"Brother Ye said that he was going to do something called 'movable type printing', so I thought of that, and I wanted him to give it a try, to see if I could do it today."

"I know a thing or two about printing, but movable type printing..."

Zhuang Shuanglin glanced at Zhuang Yan, more interested.

Before she could ask him, Ye Cheng interrupted her with a smile.

"Shuanglin should not ask for the time being, she will naturally know when she sees it.

Just a reminder, if this thing is used well, it is no less than the [-] troops under Marquis Wu's command! "

Zhuang Shuanglin and Li Baijing all changed their faces.

It was too late to wait for the carriage, Zhuang Shuanglin immediately dragged Ye Cheng to Shushitang, even Zhuang Yan was too late.

And on the way, Ye Cheng learned about the purpose of Shushitang and the reason for its name.

Shushitang is a bookstore opened by Wuhou Mansion.

While the printed books are sold, some books will also be donated to poor scholars from poor families for free.

Moreover, outside the door, there are three panels on the left and three on the right, a total of six panels of the size of an ordinary shadow wall. Some famous quotes from "Shangshu" and "Book of Rites" are pasted all the year round, as well as some excellent works of poor Confucian scholars. poetry.

And these are all free to watch.

Therefore, Shushitang has always had an excellent reputation in Huangdu City, and it is a place where Confucian scholars from poor families gather all year round.

Zhuang Yan rushed to the front excitedly, and when he saw a group of young Confucian scholars in rough clothes surrounded by the gate of Shushitang, he was immediately happy, and greeted them loudly:
"Brother Qin, Brother Mo, Brother Xi, are you here to borrow books again today?"

"Brother Bai, what a coincidence."

Three of the Confucian scholars, hearing Zhuang Yan's voice, immediately turned around and laughed.

"It seems that Zhuang Yan still has some merits. He knows that he has made friends with Confucian scholars. You should be less sullen and scold him, which will help his progress and growth."

Seeing this, Ye Cheng immediately smiled at Zhuang Shuanglin.

Li Baijing followed suit.

A smirk swept over the two of them, Zhuang Shuanglin sneered and stood with arms folded.

"Really? Brother Ye and Brother Li are waiting to go down..."

Sure enough, before Zhuang Shuanglin finished speaking, one of the three Confucian scholars, who was short and fat, approached Zhuang Yan with a lewd smile, and said without hesitation:

"Brother Bai, since you are here, did Shushitang buy some obscene books from somewhere?
Come on, old fashioned, share and share with brothers! "