The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

"What treasure is it?"

Li Kuan took out a small movable type printing template and improved paper and handed it to Nanping.

Nanping hurriedly took Li Kuan's things and presented them to Li Shimin.

Li Shimin was puzzled.

"This is?"

Nan Ping said hastily under Li Kuan's signal.

"Father, this is the paper made by the second brother and the movable type printing invented."

"Paper is made of bamboo leaves, bark and other low-priced items. The daily output is tens of thousands of sheets, but only ten taels of silver."

"Movable type printing can print thousands of books a day, and the rubbing templates made can be replaced at any time."

Nan Ping handed over the white paper, and Li Shimin looked it over carefully. The quality of the paper was good, it was a good product, even an excellent product. Such a piece of white paper, three feet long and wide at least ten copper coins, was unaffordable for ordinary people.

If the daily production is tens of thousands, the cost is ten silver, and one copper coin can buy ten, and ordinary people can use it, it is a big reform.

Then, Li Shimin turned his attention to the expansion board of movable type printing. Paper is popularized for civilian use, and books are the foundation of students.

Li Shimin wanted to see how miraculous movable type printing is, which can produce [-] books a day.

Chapter 180 Fifth, Xuanbai Qi Advises

Nanping clumsily painted the rubbing mold with black ink, and then pasted white paper on it, and a piece of book paper with printed content appeared in front of his eyes.

Li Shimin laughed.

"Kuaner, although the method is simple, it takes a lot of time to engrave a template. Unless it is a book of sages, rubbing like this is too troublesome. Someone thought of this method before..."

Li Shimin hadn't finished speaking when he saw Nanping take off the characters on the mold and rearrange them to form a brand new template.

Now it is clear that movable type printing originally meant this.

Li Shimin praised.

"As expected of Kuan'er, he came up with such a clever way to produce [-] books a day, which is my father's trust!"

Li Kuan was speechless, father, you didn't say that just now, and you changed your words too quickly.

Nanping volunteered to say.

"Father, Second Brother's Buddhist scriptures are still being established, and I want to help."

How could Li Shimin fail to see that Nanping wanted to use the pretext of helping out to play in the Buddhist scriptures.

Without answering Nanping's words, Li Shimin said.

"It seems that your way of sage and Confucianism is true. As a father, I look forward to your other achievements."

"Okay, you guys are exhausted, step back, go back and have a good rest."

Li Kuan didn't retreat, but cupped his fists and said in obeisance.

"Father, my son still has something to announce."

Anything else?

Li Shimin was curious, and every time Li Kuan would surprise him.

Nanping also looked at Li Kuan with doubts.

Li Shimin sat back in his chair and nodded for Li Kuan to continue.

Li Kuan didn't say anything, he looked at Nanping and said.

"Nanping, you go back first, my father and I still have something to talk about..."

Princess Nanping muttered in dissatisfaction.

"They're all members of the royal family, so second brother still wants to see others like this, and hide it from Nanping?"

Li Shimin knew that the next thing was important, so he gave an order.

"Nanping, you go back to the palace first."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Nanping said slyly.

"Father, what about going to the Tibetan scripture sect to help..."

Li Shimin said lightly.

"Except for the imperial city and the Buddhist scriptures, you can't go to other places, otherwise, you will take Kuan'er to vent your anger as a father."

Li Kuan? ? ?

What about gender equality?The sword in the hand of the loving father, and the slash on the body of the wanderer?Heartbroken.

Princess Nanping was full of joy, and Li Shimin couldn't help saying seriously.

"You can't mess around anymore in the future, if you don't have Kuan'er, you are already dead!"

Nan Ping nodded quickly, hugged Li Kuan affectionately, and fled away as if flying.

Li Shimin's eyes flickered.