Ji Zha sighed in his heart: You can’t save money like this even if you save money.

However, it is undeniable that this group of businessmen managed Zhaocheng well. Compared with the cities along the road, Zhaocheng's appearance seemed more tidy, orderly, and more prosperous.

The deputy priest of the Academy continued to explain: In recent years, the Zhao family ancestral temple has gradually moved to Handan City. Therefore, today, Zhao City has become a pure academic city. The city is basically people who make a living around the Zhaocheng Academy. They are either teachers in the Academy, students who come to study in the various countries where they live, and merchants who provide food and accommodation for students. As for the things bought in the city shops, most of them are mainly students' needs. Books, paper, pens and ink, and various research materials

Speaking of this, the deputy priest seemed very proud: this year, in addition to designing the bridge, the ruling government commissioned the academy to conduct two academic studies, one was the ductility of metal, and the other was the research on siege equipment, so recently there were more blacksmiths in Zhaocheng.

Ji Zha was reminded by the deputy priest and hurriedly asked several famous scholars he had heard of: I heard that Mr. Ye is teaching painting in the academy now, and he heard that the dragon he painted cannot draw the eyes. Once the eyes are drawn, the dragon will break through the wall and fly.

Regarding this kind of topic of mythology, the deputy priest smiled and refused to answer. He turned around and called a scholar to introduce to Ji Zha: This is Mr. Ye.

Being called Gong means that he has a noble status. Ji Zha quickly greeted him according to the noble etiquette. After the greetings between the two sides, Ji Zha asked again: I heard that the Bole of Qin is good at showing off horses. He also stayed in the academy, as well as famous doctors from Qin and the collector of Zhou's chamber Lao Wei

Deputy Priest Jiu replied with a smile: These people did teach in my school. Now they have all gone home, but the students they left behind are still there, this one is,,; this one is

The deputy priest recommended Ji Zha to Ji Zha, and then he led Ji Zha to the center of the academy.

The center of the Academy is divided into triangles and erected. The most central building is the Academy Book Hall. This library is very popular with modern administrative units. The Soviet-style porch is thick stone pillars, about ten meters high and upright. Behind the pillars is a majestic gate about three meters high.

This building also has windows in the modern sense, but the glass firing technology in this era was not very mature. The glass burned out was colorful and even the size and shape were not consistent. Therefore, the windows of the Shu Temple were all fancy and fox whistles. The panes made of bronze grilles were very irregular in shape, and colorful glass blocks were inlaid between the panes. This architectural style is simply simple and unparalleled in Zhao Wu's modern perspective, but in Ji Zha's view,

Ji Zha could no longer say any words of praise. In his opinion, the entire palace was not something that human power could accomplish. Ji Zha was very suspicious when the palace was built, some ghosts and gods were greedy for Zhao Wu's money. They came to Zhao Wu for a few days to work. Because this palace itself is a work of art, it is so dazzling that it feels pale and powerless in front of it.

Ji Zha stood at the gate of the Book Hall. He tried his best to look up, wanting to see the stone sculpture on the top of the pillar. Because his head was raised too high, his hat fell on it, and Ji Zha didn't feel it. When the deputy priest handed the hat to him, Ji Zha said three words in dismay, which were also words he often used to evaluate Chinese civilization: Guanzhizhizhi.

This book hall appeared in this era, which was very shocking. Deputy Jijiu was very satisfied with Ji Zha's attitude. He murmured in his heart: Zhao Wu said that the magnificent building itself has the effect of conquering people's hearts, which is indeed good. My Zhaocheng Academy dominates all countries in academics, and I dominate the country's national strength and knowledge and culture dominate the country. This building indeed appropriately reflects the strength of our civilization.

Ji Zha had come back to his senses at this time, and his entourage tidied up his official hat for him. Ji Zha was still calm and shocked. After a long time, he spoke up a new idiom like a dream: Perfect and perfection

The deputy priest was proud and pointed out: Please here.

Ji Zha walked into the first floor of the Book Hall with the deputy priest.

The city managed by merchants in Zhaocheng is indeed full of city painting. The first floor of the Book Hall is full of various counters, each with two or three people sitting behind the counter with a flattering smile on their faces. Ji Zha watched coldly. From time to time, someone came to a counter and whispered to the people behind the counter. Then the guy at the counter was smiling and took out a piece of paper to record something on the paper. Sometimes, the counter guy turned around and walked back for a while. The returning guy would bring a book, which was either a bamboo slip, a sheepskin scroll, or a paper product.

Ji Zha watched coldly for a long time. Before he could ask, the deputy priest came forward to introduce: This is the place to borrow books. The collection of books in my Zhaocheng Academy is divided into categories. If students studying abroad in various countries want to borrow, they can borrow from the corresponding counter according to their category. Cough cough, of course, they also have to pay for borrowing. My Zhaocheng Academy trains many students every year, and when these students have not graduated, they come to the library to copy books and make a living. The borrowing fee paid by those studying abroad is for the transcribers. If the study abroad person feels that it is not enough and plans to buy the book and go back to continue, then they will hire people to copy. This kind of transcription is sold to the outside world.

Ji Zhaben wanted to comment a few words, but just now at the entrance of the Book Hall, the shock of the Majestic Book Hall made him feel insignificant. He didn't know how to evaluate this kind of business behavior, so he had to shake his head gently.

When the deputy priest saw Ji Zha not expressing his opinion, he continued to guide Ji Zha to the second floor of the Book Hall. The entire Book Hall has three floors. The three-story building is nothing in modern times, but it was already very shocking in the Spring and Autumn Period. Ji Zha entered the second floor of the Book Hall and saw countless long tables arranged on the second floor. The windows on this floor were larger and the light was more abundant. The rough long tables were filled with various bamboo slips. Aside the tall bamboo slips, countless students were writing and copying. There was also a corner of the sound of sucking sounds. The whole room was filled with the fragrance of ink.

Ji Zha walked along the long table, and the students who were concentrating on copying were very young and had a childish face. The deputy priest followed Ji Zha and introduced that these were all students from all over the country. While studying in school, they came to the Book Hall to copy books. On the one hand, they copied the contents of the book. On the other hand, they also took this opportunity to earn some money. Maintaining the cost of studying nbsp;nbsp; My Zhaocheng Academy is very expensive, and it is not easy to live here.

Ji Zha didn't dare to comment. He walked along the long table to the place where the sound came. These people were the strangest in the book hall. They were holding steel needles in their hands. The kind of writing was not on paper or on bamboo slips, but on a piece of wax paper thin as a cicada's wing. The steel plate was placed under the wax paper. From time to time, the burners screamed regretfully and whispered to themselves: It's broken, and they pierced the wax paper again.

Deputy Priest came forward to explain: This is a printing technique. If you want to buy more books in the academy, we will organize people to record wax paper and then print them with ink. The printed books will be distributed to students who want to buy them.

Ji Zha asked curiously: How many books can this kind of wax paper be printed at a time

Deputy Prime Minister sighed: When printing with this kind of wax paper, you need to dip in ink and repeatedly brush the wax paper. Every time you brush it, wax paper will be worn, so a portion of wax paper can only be printed for more than 100 pages, and then it will be scrapped.

Burning wax paper is a very troublesome thing. If the handwriting is heavy, you have to scratch the wax paper. If the handwriting is light, you cannot print the handwriting. Now we can burn one piece of wax paper every day, and each piece of wax paper is burned about one thousand words. In addition, you must be extremely careful when mimeographing. Once the operation is wrong, the paper will be scrapped. Either the paper is printed or the handwriting is not clear.

Ji Zha was too much impact in the pill in the short term, and he could no longer evaluate the words of the deputy priest. In his opinion, this printing technique was close to the level of magic, but the deputy priest's tone was full of regret: it was already very good. A piece of bamboo slip carved about twenty words, a roll of bamboo slips, about five hundred words, and two bundles of bamboo slips, only a thin piece of wax paper recorded all the words on the bamboo slips. It takes at least one month to record a bamboo slip.

Before, it took a lot of time to polish the bamboo slips. When the bamboo slips were written on the Xuanlu characters, they were written incorrectly, and the entire bamboo slips would be scrapped.

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After the twenty-four bamboo slips are engraved with gold characters, they must be inserted next to the bamboo slips, and then tied them with cowhide ropes. If there is a mistake when bundling, the whole bamboo slips must be re-written. You burn a piece of wax paper in a day, and you can produce more than 100 copies in the blink of an eye. If you record this efficiency, if you use bamboo slips to record it, you may not be able to complete it in a year. What else can you say? In one year, you will complete it in one day. Do you still think it is not efficient?

Deputy Jijiu replied casually: I heard from the head of the family that this printing technique is not perfect, and perhaps we can come up with better printing methods, such as engraving on hardwood, engraving the inverted words on the board, and a piece of wooden board can print tens of thousands of copies. It is also very troublesome to reprint it on wood. We are exploring.

Ji Zha picked up a printed manuscript. The manuscript was filled with the fragrance of ink, but the way of this manuscript was a bit strange. Ji Zha read a few sentences according to his previous habits, and the text and science of the sentences were very different. Before he could ask, the deputy priest quickly explained: The words burned by wax paper are very inconvenient. For example, the wax paper is very thin. When writing, the wax paper will be ground over and over on the wax paper, which will make the wax paper broken, so we can only burn from left to right. In this way, the wrists will no longer rub the wax paper where the words have been written to ensure the integrity of the wax paper.

In addition, wax paper is not like bamboo slips. In the past, the words on bamboo slips were engraved on bamboo slips, which were very convenient to read. However, when the mysterious book on wax paper was recorded without the effect of bamboo slips, people could not make sentences. In order to facilitate students to make sentences, the head of the family understood the signs of sentences. He called this punctuation marks and used various symbols to express sentences. In this way, students only need to read literacy, without the need to teach orally, which is much more convenient.

Ji Zha thought about it and asked again: I'm afraid the books printed in this way are very expensive.

Deputy Jijiu replied: Yes, it is very expensive. A book is equivalent to the daily expenses of a medium-sized family for three months.

After a while, the deputy priest added: However, in my Zhao territory, people from the Zhao clan enjoy subsidies from the head of their family every year. The head of their family paid for them to allocate textbooks, which reduced the cost of their study a lot.

Whenever the deputy priest talks about the priest of the college, he always calls the head of the family reminds Ji Zha that the school in front of him is a Zhao family school, but it is only open to the public.

The Zhao family will surely prosper in the future. Ji Zha sighed: Zhao family has spared no effort to cultivate their own people. After a few years, everyone in the Zhao family will be studying, and it will be difficult for Zhao family to not prosper.

Please follow me to the third floor, and the deputy priest will lead the way: Everyone is studying. It is a wonderful wish, but unfortunately it is not possible to do it now. If people are not rich, and they support a child at home for more than ten years, and the child does not work and specializes in studying, I am afraid that ordinary families will not afford it. What's more, even if the books are free, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are still a very expensive thing, so reading is still a very expensive thing.

Now, only the noble children of my Zhao family send their children to study, but they are not necessarily willing. It is just because the head of the family has an order to force the noble children to study. Otherwise, they will lose the inheritance rights of the noble status

The third floor is hidden. The huge wooden rack is full of bamboo slips. The wooden rack is very tall and extends from the ground to the ceiling. Many people next to the wooden rack are as busy as bees in a beehive. They carry wooden ladders and shuttle back and forth next to the bookshelf. Several people from the library borrowing office that Ji Zha met on the first floor just now were directing these people to find books.

The so-called sweat is full of cows, that's what Ji Zha sighed: The cow who pulled the bamboo slips was so tired that he was sweating all over. The bamboo slips were piled up in the house, so they were piled up to the ceiling. It was probably the collection of books in the Zhao family's Book Hall.

Ji Zha didn't plan to leave. He wanted to stay in Zhaocheng Academy for a few days so that he could read the books here. In this era, there was no TV or telephone, and there was no channel for inheriting knowledge. He only had one way to obtain books, and others could teach orally. He took the record by himself, and saw a rare opportunity that Ji Zha was directly hit by a huge amount of information from Zhaocheng Academy.

Not to mention that Ji Zha of Wu lived leisurely in Zhaocheng, he asked some academics to discuss research every day. After coming to Jin, he did not rush to carry out diplomatic activities. He just spent his days leisurely every day. On the other hand, Zhao Wu was not rushing to meet the people of Wu, because the first troubles came to his door since he ascended the throne.

It's right.

At this time, Jin State was busy accepting Chaoge and consolidating the newly occupied land of Wei State. Faced with the tragic experience of Duke Xian of Wei, several monarchs of the vassal state felt sad, so they discussed privately at the Chongqiu Alliance, entrusting Duke Jing of Qi, Zheng Jian of Duke Jian of Qi to come forward and plead for Duke Xian of Wei. The two monarchs came to Xintian City, and Duke Ping of Jin held a banquet to entertain him. The monarchs and ministers of Qi and Zheng State politely asked Jin State to show mercy through poetry writing activities during the meal, but Duke Ping of Jin seemed unmoved.

Then, Yan Ying, a famous minister of Qi, came out. He found Shuxiang and directly told Shuxiang that the king of Jin was the leader of the princes because he promoted his virtue among the princes, sympathized with the misfortunes of the princes, and made up for the mistakes of the princes. He corrected the mistakes of the princes and governed the turmoil of the princes, so he became the leader of the princes. Why should he arrest a king for a minister now?

Yan Ying's words were very tactful, but the condemnation was very strong. Uncle Xiang did not dare to neglect, so he quickly consulted Zhao Wu: Marshal, I am not saying that Sun Lin's father was wrong, but feudalism, what is it? feudalism is complete autonomy.

The king of Wei exercises his complete autonomy in his own country. For the king of Wei, this is his feudal monarchy. No matter what conflict he has with his ministers and grandson Lin’s father, no matter who is right or wrong in this conflict, our Jin State has no right to interfere.

Besides, the monarchs of the small vassal states follow us, don’t they just hope that our hegemonic state can help them maintain feudal order? If we can’t even do this, how can we make the vassal states support us in the future?

Moreover, the handling of disputes between Sun Lin's father and the king of the Wei Kingdom involves respect for power. Zhao may not want to be interfered with by others when handling affairs in his own territory. We interfere with the dispute between the king of the Wei Kingdom and the king of the Wei Kingdom and the father of Sun Lin's father, setting a very bad precedent. Today we interfere with feudal power. If we allow this situation to continue, whoever has more power in the future has the right to interfere with others exercising their own territories in their own territory.

right.

Marshal, things cannot be done like this. We just consider Sun Lin’s father’s feelings, but they have destroyed the feudal rules. Now the monarchs of various countries have begun to complain. If we continue to act alone, I am afraid that the princes of the nations will be disloyal to us.

Zhao Wu was shocked: Yes, everyone has their own power. The king of Wei State deals with his own ministers is exercising his own power. I shouldn't have interfered in the affairs of Wei State because of my private friendship with Sun Lin's father.

After a moment of pause, Zhao Wu asked with regret: However, Sun Lin's father has defected to our country now. He dedicated his territory to me, and he was also a minister of Jin. He tried his best to help me establish a new administrative system. He is now a minister of Jin. I should protect him and not be hurt by the likes and dislikes of the kings of other countries.

Zhao Wu didn't want to spit out the meat that was swallowed into his mouth. Although Uncle Xiang stubbornly upholds feudal rules, he was a minister of the overlord country after all, and he didn't want to spit out the meat that was eaten into his mouth.

Sun Lin's father offered Qi land to our country, so let's go through this matter vaguely. After all, the king of Wei did attack our country and killed 300 soldiers from Jin. Such evil deeds should not be punished. Therefore, we accepted Sun Lin's father's offer to further punish Wei and protect our Jin's territory on the north bank of the Yellow River.

As for Chaoge City nbsp;nbsp; Chaoge City was presented to us by Qi State, and it was Qi State who atoneed for Duke Zhuang of Qi. Wei State lost Chaoge from Qi State. If they wanted to return Chaoge, they should ask Qi State for it. What does it have to do with our Jin State, so we do not need to return Chaoge City.

Uncle Xiang said this, and Zhao Wu was very satisfied: That's right. If we put it this way, even if we let Duke Xian of Wei, I wouldn't feel sorry for him.

It's not just about heartache nbsp;nbsp; Tian Su, who was helping with official business in the hall, suddenly interrupted: I have a plan, the marshal must be satisfied
Chapter completed!