Dao fruit.

"Good calligraphy! Really good calligraphy!"

On the other hand, after Qiu Yan left, the students and Confucian scholars in other colleges, as well as many listeners, did not leave immediately, but stayed behind.

Some people bent down in front of the desk and wrote down everything they heard during the lecture, while others were silent, or chanted words, which was also recalling the content of the previous lecture.

However, most of the people gathered at the writing desk where Qiu Yan had sat, carefully looking at the writing he left behind.

The words left here are naturally for people to read, but what is written in this article is not a classic book, but a method of printing improvement, which is similar to prescriptions and methods, which makes Confucian scholars feel a little out of bounds.

You must know that people in this era don't have the convenient methods of obtaining information like Qiu Yan's in his previous life. People in the previous life can know the basics of many industries without leaving home, know the nouns and concepts, but the Confucian scholars of Darui, Naturally, I can't realize it. This world can be said to be interlaced like a mountain. The tricks of many industries are just passed on by word of mouth, and they are not heard by third parties.

In this way, they may be able to understand the methods of casting, engraving, and engraving just by listening, but how can they get a clue when they really look at it and think about it?

It's just that even if you don't understand the meaning of the text, you can still simply appreciate calligraphy, not to mention that Qiu Yan's order is soaked in his mind now, and if any character is taken out by itself, just by looking at the strokes and the shape of the characters, one can feel a spirit and a truth from it , as if watching the battle between the two armies, the world and the mountains and rivers.

For a moment, it made all living beings look mesmerized, but they also knew the seriousness, no one walked over rashly, picked up the writing, just stopped to watch, this situation did not come until Meng Bufan came over.Only then did it change.

The young master of the Meng family came to the table and sat down without hesitation, glanced at it, first praised the word, and then looked at the meaning on the paper.While listening to Meng Wei and Meng Ting's introduction to Qiu Yan's lecture.

This lecture.The children of the Meng family also participated, not just the concubines.Even the younger generation who were born in the first generation were present, but Meng Bufan was entangled in tedious matters, and after showing up at the first time, he left.At this time, I heard that the lecture was over, so I came to sit for further arrangements.

However, when he looked and heard, his complexion gradually became solemn, and his brows were also furrowed. Finally, he looked at Meng Wei and Meng Ting with a serious face, and said seriously: "Is what you said true? Qiu Mister really left behind a set of improved methods for printing? Can it reduce the consumption of engraving? "

"It's absolutely true. Although the method of movable type was revealed by Mr. Hua She because of his inquiry, it can be seen that Mr. has already had a well-established method in his chest. It is only because of today's opportunity that he revealed it." Meng Ting When he answered, there was still a little excitement on his face. Obviously, from his standpoint and position, he was happy to see the result.

"The method of movable type?" Meng Bufan showed a little strange expression when he heard the words, and nodded immediately, "That's right, isn't this kind of craftsmanship just to make the characters come alive, and this is also the name of the gentleman?"

"This is the name given by Hua She." It was Meng Wei who replied. Looking at Meng Bufan's face, he already guessed something. As the young steward of the Meng Mansion, he is in charge of the transfer of the mansion, money, and some things need to be considered. It was more thorough than that of Jia Ding Meng Ting, "After writing this article, Mr. showed tiredness and ended his lecture. The villain asked someone to lead Mr. to rest, and then Hua She spit out this name."

"It turned out to be Hua She. I remember that you recommended to help in the accounting room. It was this Hua She who was later dismissed by Manager Wang," Meng Bufan said as he fell into memory. Two stewards were fighting for power, and one side suppressed dissidents. Because two stewards were involved, Meng Bufan didn't intervene at the time, and Hua She was just an insignificant person to him at that time.

However, the world has changed, and luck is caused by people. The little people at the beginning are about to change now.

After thinking about it, Meng Bufan stood up and said to the two people in front of him: "Is Hua She still here? Let him come over, I have something to say to him."

Meng Wei hesitated for a moment, then said: "Just now Hua She left in a hurry, he should go back to the library, and he still has to work there, the time is tight, and listening to lectures is to make time."

"Is that so? He is still helping in the engraving library? No wonder he attracted Xiuzhuan, and it is his destiny to tell the method of movable type." Meng Bufan narrowed his eyes, "By the way, Qiu Xiuzhuan did say that. Who do you want to give this letter to?"

Meng Wei replied: "Sir, what you mean is that this painting is not for anyone, but for commemoration."

"So that's how it is," Meng Bufan nodded, and then ordered, "Then, you have someone call Hua She and wait at the Meng Mansion." After saying this, he glanced at the writing on the table again. With a move in his heart, he cupped his fists and said to everyone present: "Everyone..."

As soon as the voice came out, it immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding Confucian scholars. After all, Meng Bufan was sitting at the table and had a status, so his every move was watched by others.

"Everyone," Meng Bufan said with a smile when everyone looked sideways, "This time Mr. Qiu's lecture to you is also a good luck. The calligraphy left by Mr. is a gift for you, so of course you can't take it lightly. I will leave it to the Meng family to give it to you." Invest in the mounting, and then take it out of the other courtyard, and display it here, so that everyone can see it, what do you think?"

"A good way. (Ping Nan>" Pay attention to this."

"Brother Lao Meng has spent money."

……

Whether it is true or false, Meng Bufan's proposal has been approved by most people. His idea, in the eyes of the moment, is the most feasible way, which can benefit everyone.

However, some people noticed that in Meng Bufan's few words, the ownership of this painting had actually been quietly changed to the Meng family.

But how can they object?If it falls into the hands of those present, it is inevitable that some people will be dissatisfied and cause contention. Taking a step back, it is fine. How can such a well-known matter hide the news?Who has the strength to protect the safety of this painting?

Only the top aristocratic families of this generation, and even the San Jin, have this qualification. Even if someone objects in their hearts, there is no suitable reason to raise it.

On the other hand, Meng Ting was quite excited when he heard the words, planning to lead his servants over to guard after the words were framed, so it can be said that the near water will be the first to get the moon.

Not to mention the individual thoughts of these people, but after Meng Bufan finished speaking, he acted immediately and ordered two servants to go over solemnly and take the words from the table.

When the hands of the two servants fell on the corner of the picture, a few caring people in the crowd of Confucian scholars took two steps forward calmly and approached the low table.

Judging from the clothes, it can be seen that these people are well-dressed, and they are well-off at first glance. Because of this, they are well-informed, and they know the anecdote about Qiu Yan's writing in Wenxuan Building in Dongdu.

"Qiu Xiuzhuan was in the Wenxuan Building. A single stroke of the book penetrated the back of the paper. Not only were there words on the paper, but also a lot on the table. This Meng Bufan only said to keep the words for mounting, but he didn't mention how to deal with the table. , as long as you open your mouth at the right time and make it difficult for him to retort, wouldn't you just get the calligraphy on the table?"

People with such thoughts often talked, so there were a few pairs of shrewd eyes in the crowd, staring closely at the table, waiting for the moment when the paper was picked up.

However, when the writing was lifted from the table, the eyes showed disappointment, and saw that the table was clean without any ink stains.

"What's the matter? The charm of the calligraphy is not uncommon in ancient books. It shows that the person has achieved great achievements in calligraphy. How come Qiu Xiuzhuan was able to achieve it at the beginning, but now he can't understand it. Could it be that his calligraphy attainment has regressed? "

Just when several Confucian scholars were in doubt, the back of the paper picked up by the two servants also touched the air, and a little thin spiritual energy was attracted and gathered towards it.

Afterwards, the words suddenly vibrated, and the handwriting became clearer, with a little luster, and the smell of yin and yang flowing inside!

"This is……"

In an instant, all the people present were in a trance, in a daze, as if they saw a huge picture of a yin-yang fish, and their minds were moved by it. A little bit of insight came from the bottom of their hearts, but the next moment they returned to normal, as if it was just an illusion.

"What's going on?" It's nothing more than one person's hallucination, but everyone feels it, which is extraordinary. They immediately looked at me and I looked at you, and they were all confused, but they vaguely guessed that this vision Maybe it has something to do with Qiu Yan's words.

Only a limited number of people understand what happened before.

"Words are used to convey the truth? This Qiu Yan's calligraphy attainments have reached this level? This is comparable to that of the Youjun Calligrapher!" Looking at the clean table, Meng Bufan's face was cloudy.

He naturally knew that this calligraphy has reached a certain level, and with a wave of his hand, he can penetrate three points. Even if he writes on the rock with a brush, the ink can be left on it and turned into a stele. This is because the charm is too strong, and the paper cannot bear it , it must be caused by the sharing of foreign objects.

But compared to penetrating wood three points, the person who can restrain the charm of ink marks and completely condense them on paper is even more incredible. This shows that he can already change the characteristics of external objects through the charm of his heart——

How thin and fragile is the paper?With a little force, it can be scratched, and the ink should be condensed, and the restrained charm can be carried on the paper, which shows its ability.

This is to integrate one's own sentiments and thoughts into the words, without letting a single bit leak out, not only showing the beauty of the characters, but also the deeper meaning in the characters.

Realizing this, Meng Bufan took a deep breath, came to Meng Wei's side, and whispered in his ear: "Send this painting to my father quickly, don't be negligent, you and Brother Ting will go with me Greetings, Mr. Qiu."

"Mr. just finished writing..." Meng Wei listened, and wanted to slow down the matter, fearing that his young master would make a mistake because of his impatience, but at this moment, the ground of the other courtyard shook violently, and Meng Bufan's face With a "swipe", it was completely white!

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