Royal Kindergarten

Chapter 338 The Quill Pen

Dugu Xuan seemed very satisfied with the shock on Xiao Ziyi's face, sniffed and smiled, "Hey, I've come a long time ago!"

"Who brought you here?" Xiao Ziyi asked this question reflexively, and then laughed secretly that her mind was really rigid.Who else?Didn't she see the Dugu family just now?
Sure enough, before Dugu Xuan could answer, Xiao Ce interjected: "General Dugu brought him here, Xiao Xuan is still hunting with me today!"

Xiao Ziyi quickly sorted out some information from his words.First, the Dugu Faction's people arrived more than one day earlier, so they can secretly arrange a lot.Second, it seems that Xiao Ce has a good relationship with the Dugu clan.It's just that after Dugu Xuan arrived, Xiao Jingyang didn't make a sound, as if he didn't hear anything.

As soon as Dugu Xuan heard about hunting, he was so proud that his nostrils popped into the sky.He took out a small ornament from his neck, and said arrogantly: "Princess, look! This is the antler on the head of the deer I killed today! Hehe, my father said there are still some left! I will give you a piece when I go back." !"

Xiao Ziyi smiled and praised him a few words, but she was thinking in her heart how talented Dugu Xuan is, can the arrows he shoots hunt a deer with such thick antlers?She thinks that most of the results are due to Dugu Chi's intention to bring his son to the autumn hunt in order to regain confidence in his son who lost in the sports meeting.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ziyi recalled that Nangong Xiao once told her in private that at the sports meeting, Dugu Ye specially came over and told them that the boys should not hold back against Dugu Xuan.On the one hand, first hit him mercilessly, and then let him build confidence without any trace?Is it because Dugu Clan's elite education method is beyond her understanding, or is Dugu Ye and Dugu Zhimian at odds?
But these are not things she can figure out all at once.Fortunately, it was also Dugu Xuan who suddenly appeared to ease the atmosphere, giving Xiao Ziyi the appetite to eat something.

After a while, the emperor and the queen left the banquet. After the emperor and queen had left, the banquet became more casual, with loud talking and laughing everywhere.Xiao Zhan and Nan Gongxiao also came to sit with them, they surrounded Dugu Xuan on one left and one on the right, playing with his antler enviously.

After Xiao Jingyang, he never spoke to Xiao Ziyi very much, but occasionally went back to teach Xiao Zhan and the others some common sense of hunting, until the end, when Xiao Ziyi got up and left the table, he seemed to be inadvertently talking to Xiao Ziyi. He whispered in his ear, "Don't go east tomorrow."

Xiao Ziyi cleverly pretended not to hear anything, and said goodbye to Xiao Jingyang with a smile without any abnormality, and told Nangong Xiao, who hadn't played enough, to send him back if he didn't know the way after the banquet.

Leaving the banquet, Xiao Ziyi was blown by the cool evening wind in the forest, and felt relieved.In any case, the banquet tonight was over.The past few days for Qiu Lie have been tough, and she has to take every step she takes.

She was really taking one step at a time, slowly walking back to her tent with her head down.The open space where the banquet was held was not far from her tent, and she arrived there after a short walk.But she stopped at the door of the tent.

The reason was that she didn't see the guards who were supposed to be guarding the door.not a single one.

Standing there, Xiao Ziyi really wished that she had dual perspective eyes, so that she could see who the person in her tent was making the long breathing sound.

Because Rulan doesn't know martial arts at all, she can't hear the breathing sound of other than that person in the camp.

Xiao Ziyi only judged for a few seconds, and after hearing a certain sound, she lifted the curtain and entered with a smile.Because she guessed who was in her tent. "How did you come?"

Nangong Sheng stopped what he was doing, raised his head in surprise and asked curiously, "How do you know it's me?"

Xiao Ziyi smiled and pointed to the quill pen in his hand, shrugged and said: "I have failed to make several quill pens, and now there are only two in your hand. Besides you, who else will write? Such a sound?" The sound of the quill writing on the paper was a bit like a pen, so she recognized it as soon as she heard it.

Nangong Sheng felt distressed when he thought of his wasted Haidongqing feathers, and said with a wry smile, "You don't want to try with pigeon feathers first."

"I don't know that it's different when I do it myself! I just read it in the book." Xiao Ziyi said with her mouth flattened.She also thought that to make a quill, all she needed to do was cut a slash on the feather shaft.But in fact, the required process is more sophisticated. For example, the tip of a feather will crack and fork.In order to strengthen the toughness of the feathers, she tried to bake them, and finally succeeded after burning a few.There is also bone marrow in the feather tube, and the ink will smudge, which requires higher requirements for the paper.

"But it's really easy to use." Nangong Sheng fondly played with it in his hand.It was better than he expected.Although the writing does not have the twists and turns of a brush, it is vigorous and vigorous, and it has a special feeling.

"Humph, that's right! Pens, inks, paper and inkstones are still out of reach for ordinary people's homes. At first I thought charcoal pens were very cheap things, but later I learned that ordinary people's homes do not burn charcoal, only Can burn firewood. But feathers are things that can be seen everywhere. Hey, if a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools. To popularize national education, we must break the shackles that the rich can only write." Xiao Ziyi said emotionally .She, too, suddenly discovered that the quill she had inadvertently crafted might improve this gigantic conundrum.The rapid development of civilization in Europe after the Middle Ages has an inseparable relationship with the popularity of quill pens.

"Well, I know how to do it." Nangong Sheng looked at Xiao Ziyi's shining eyes, feeling warm in his heart.He just likes to see her so energetic.

"But this quill has a high requirement for paper, and I'm afraid that poor people will not be able to use it." Xiao Ziyi said in distress.Writing with a quill pen on rice paper often smudges a lot, but she found that writing on parchment works better.But how could ordinary people afford parchment?
"Haha, don't worry about that." Nangong Sheng flicked the paper on the table and said with a smile: "In the past, what people pursued was that the softer the paper, the better, and the softer the paper, the more expensive it was. Instead, it was hard and rough and did not absorb ink. The paper is very cheap, and poor people buy it to make papyrus at home. It’s just that there are no writing tools.”

★……★……★……★Royal Kindergarten Small Theater ★……★……★…★ (The small theaters are all given away for free if the number of characters is not included)

Cai Kongming: "Please explain the meaning of 'smell the chicken and dance'."

Dugu Xuan: "When I smell the smell of chicken, I dance with joy."

(End of this chapter)