"Lu Zhen and the others were imprisoned?"
Ji Gang looked at the names on the list in disbelief and asked, "Why is this?"
” Pang Ying smiled bitterly: "My lord, it's Lu Zhen......"
"You wait."
Ji Gang raised his hand to stop Pang Ying, he frowned and said, "Let this official guess, didn't Lu Zhen send a woman?"
But according to the official's calculations, at most it is a matter of scolding, why is it ......
Could it be that someone else is meddling in this?
” Pang Ying arched her hand and said admiringly: "Sure enough, it's an adult, this matter was caused by a cross-toed woman who escaped and shouted grievances outside the Ministry of Rites." ” It stands to reason that he can guess the reason for the matter, and Ji Gang should be proud.
But he sighed lightly, looked at the few fallen leaves outside that were swept up by the autumn wind with complicated eyes, and muttered: "Pang Ying, you said that if we hadn't had a bad relationship with Fang Xing back then, wouldn't it be ......?"
Pang Ying was shocked when she heard this, and thought to herself, did Ji Gang actually wake up to this level of jealousy?
In the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, there were less than ten people who could make Ji Gang jealous in the past, but now there is one more Fang Xing.
"That's it!"
Ji Gang's expression perked up, and he raised his eyebrows and said: "He just relies on a good relationship with the prince's family, but the prince is a thorn in His Majesty's heart after all, and sooner or later he will have a seizure, and then the official will see how he wakes up and behaves with himself!"
” Pang Ying's heart was a little uneasy and said, "My lord, that cross-toed woman ......"
"I know."
Ji Gang said with a tired expression: "Someone must have shown her the way, and even if she was able to escape from the camp, someone was secretly helping, but this matter is a foregone conclusion, and it is useless to say more." ” …… Those houses were just topped out, and the autumn rain came.
The autumn rain is as thick as a filament, making people feel that their bodies are all wet.
Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji were walking in this silky rain, and the rows of bungalows in front of them were like an array of muskets, waiting to be reviewed.
"Brother Dehua, Lu Zhen is in prison, and Grandpa Huang seems to have moved to kill."
Zhu Zhanji stretched out his hand and patted the wall and said with satisfaction.
Fang Xing entered the house and saw that the kitchen had been built with a cement stove, so he took a look at the structure.
"The second volume of mathematics is ready to be published."
Fang Xing avoided this topic, he didn't want Zhu Zhanji to know his thoughts.
"That's great!"
Zhu Zhanji always wanted to print all of Fang Xing's textbooks, but Fang Xing always refused repeatedly.
"But print less, try the reaction first."
Fang Xing is not optimistic about the sales of the second volume.
If the first book is for enlightenment, then the second book is for those who are interested in mathematics.
But how many people are interested in mathematics?
"Ten thousand copies."
Fang Xing finally set the print run.
"Too little, right?"
Zhu Zhanji remembered the best-selling of the first volume, and felt that Fang Xing was a little conservative.
Fang Xing walked out of the bungalow, looked at the hazy sky, and suddenly asked, "Zhanji, what do you say......
What if I wrote a dictionary now?
” "Dictionary?"
Zhu Zhanji thought for a while and said, "Brother Dehua, isn't it enough to explain the words, Erya?"
” "It's not enough, it's enough."
Fang Xing said with a deep gaze: "All I want is a dictionary that can help people read, and you only need to index the radicals to find the explanation of that word, so that the literacy rate can be greatly improved." ” Interpreting the text according to the radical is not a creation, and the interpretation of the text is the originator.
Zhu Zhanji was a little interested when he heard this, "Brother Dehua is going to use the text and interpretation as the basis?"
” "Almost."
Fang Xing showed Zhu Zhanji's familiar smile: "I have prepared three thousand commonly used words, with pronunciation. ” Since the birth of Chinese characters, there have been tens of thousands of additions over the years.
But what people use every day is only a few thousand words, and the extra ones are actually rare words.
Fang Xing took out a book from his arms and handed it to Zhu Zhanji.
The cover of this book reads: Fangxue Dictionary.
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Tut!
Zhu Zhanji had a headache when he saw this name, and he knew that most of them would be surprising.
When you open the dictionary, the first thing you do is the radical index, which is what page a word is.
"It's very convenient!"
Zhu Zhanji casually searched for the word rice, and then he was a little confused. - m!
In addition to the conventional explanation, the meter is actually annotated as a unit of length, and there is a conversion formula with millimeters and centimeters below.
Next, he searched for the word ......
Word making, physics, the study of the laws of motion and basic structure of matter, from the stars to the subtle substances that are invisible to the naked eye......
Iron, copper, oxygen......
Zhu Zhanji was fascinated by it, and from time to time he smiled knowingly when he saw the annotations he knew.
"Can it be printed?"
Fang Xing asked.
What a deviance!
Fang Xing's dictionary directly added the meaning of Fang Xue to those words, and if this was released, it would definitely cause a huge controversy.
Zhu Zhanji also said uncertainly: "Brother Dehua, wait for the younger brother to take it and ask." ” Fang Xing said helplessly: "Go and ask, if it can't be printed in the palace, then I'll pay for it myself and find a study hall outside." ” The printing industry in the Ming Dynasty was very developed, and many yamen had their own stereotypes and printing masters.
And the one who printed in the palace was the celebrant eunuch.
When Zhu Zhanji went to find Huang Yan, Huang Yan said that there was no problem and promised to print it in time.
As soon as Zhu Zhanji walked on his front foot, Huang Yan couldn't help laughing.
"What a deviance!
Fang Xing, Fang Xing, you are doing your own sin, God has eyes, send you to our family, and wait. ” A henchman on the side asked, "Father-in-law, shall we give him the seal again?"
” Huang Yan casually flipped through the contents of the dictionary, and the more he looked at it, the more excited he became, and he almost danced with his hands.
"Print, why not print!"
Huang Yanru handed over the dictionary to the stereotyped craftsman as if he had obtained the treasure, and instructed: "It is not easy to stereotype our family, hurry up, and if it can be completed in advance, our family will reward it!"
” "Also, this dictionary is not allowed to be lost, whoever loses it will kill our family!"
Seeing Huang Yan go out briskly, the henchmen and craftsmen couldn't help but look at each other, not knowing what kind of nerves this big man in the palace had.
Last time, Fang Xingyuan was in Jiaozhi, but he still indirectly let Huang Yan suffer a meal, and he will only be raised recently.
Several stereotypical craftsmen immediately looked through the contents of the dictionary and were immediately shocked.
They had carved the words of Shuwen Jie, so when they looked at the content of this, they knew that Huang Yan was afraid that he hated the person who wrote this dictionary.
And by the time Fang woke up and realized that something was wrong, it was already the next day.
"I'm coming back!"
Fang Xing hurriedly went to Taisun Mansion, and couldn't help but ask Zhu Zhanji to get the dictionary back.
"Huang Yan hates me to the core, and this is still a good opportunity to hit you, hurry up and come back, I'll find a place to print it myself."
Zhu Zhanji also felt that he was a little negligent, so he went into the palace to find Huang Yan.
"Grandpa Huang is sick."
Interesting!
Zhu Zhanji knew that Fang Xing's guess was afraid that it would come true, so he didn't go to Huang Yan, but just asked for the dictionary and canceled the printing task.
Zhu Zhanji only left on the front foot, and someone immediately informed Huang Yan of the incident.
Huang Yan was lying on the bed, a little eunuch was beating his legs, and there were fruits and tea on the table, enjoying it with his eyes closed, as if he was sick.
After hearing that Zhu Zhanji took the dictionary, Huang Yan said proudly: "Our family had a lot of excerpts last night, and it should have been ......
Hahaha!
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