Empress, she always wants to abdicate

Chapter 205 So Redundant

"My lady, come up and join us." Ning Jieyu casually arranged a seat next to her.

Seeing the good looks of her brothers, Han Zhiyu didn't want to go there at first.

But Wanmei's not-so-good-looking complexion succeeded in pleasing her.

So Han Zhiyu lay down next to Ning Jieyu in a calm manner.

Simply the concubine's couch is big enough, two of them put together side by side, even if three people lie down, it doesn't look crowded.

"Is there something wrong with Wanmei recently?" Han Zhiyu felt that the effect of copying words by herself was not three-dimensional, and it would be better if someone could read them.

For example, Wanmei has a delicate temperament, is quick to learn, and can walk freely in the palace.

He is a rare good guy.

Wanmei said slowly, "I have something to do."

Ning Jieyu was taken aback: "But didn't you just say that you are fine these days, do you want to give me more speech books, but I delayed you?"

"Of course not, because being with you is the most important thing for me." Wanmei rubbed the top of her head.

Ning Jieyu blushed a little: "My lady's affairs are more important. Anyway, we are still young, and there will always be time and opportunities in the future."

???

What girl are you blushing.

And I just want to catch a young man, why are you talking like a wicked mother-in-law breaking up your pair of desperate mandarin ducks, or the kind with cubs.

It's okay to make up for it, but it's not right to play too much.

Han Zhiyu lay there with a numb face, feeling that she was superfluous.

"Okay." Wanmei agreed reluctantly.

Although the process was a bit bumpy, the result is always beautiful.

So Han Zhiyu returned to the palace and asked someone to translate the traditional characters she wrote into simplified characters and carry them to her.

Wanmei people think too much of it, and others usually write scripts and the like.

As for her, what kind of history books are written all about customs and customs.

It hurts the eyes of Wanmei, who has always liked romance.

Han Zhiyu was not idle in the back, even though she always took breaks when writing during this period.

But if you want to promote simplified characters, it is really difficult to rely on this kind of copying alone.

So she thought about printing.

Although this place is also ancient, some aspects are really backward.

Whether it's medical skills or academic weapons.

The only thing that has developed well is the textile industry.

Movable type printing is an ancient printing method, which was invented by the working people in ancient China after long-term practice and research.

Firstly, mold printing, knife engraving, pen stacking and other methods are used to make single-character Yangwen reverse characters, that is, characters with raised surfaces.

Then according to the content to be printed, single characters are selected, arranged in the type plate, and printed with ink.

After printing, remove the typeface and save it for reuse in the next typesetting.

If it is said that when transforming the paper, she can tidy it up by herself.

But Han Zhiyu really didn't understand the technique of carving.

Tried to sculpt, but the result was not satisfactory.

Lingyun came over with lotus seed soup, and saw his mother stabbing the carving knife into his hand in a daze.

She hastily stepped forward to the crying pear flower with rain: "What is your mother doing, why can't you think about it so much, and do this kind of thing that abuses yourself."

"Jing Huan, do you know who in the palace can carve?" Perhaps it was because Lingyun was crying so badly, or maybe it was because the wound was too painful.

After Han Zhiyu scratched her hand for the third time, she finally couldn't bear to ask for foreign help.

Jing Huan replied without hesitation: "The meeting in the Zaoban Office, they have long been able to make jewelry, burn porcelain, and carve. But the masters in the Zaoban Office are all good at it, and the things they make are also ingenious. It is a waste to carve stones."

　Here she comes, here she comes, and she comes with updates.

　　Do the old babies miss me?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)