coobybook Chapter 57 My Young Master Has 1 Skill, Can Write Thousands of Books in 1 Day
Chapter 57 My Young Master Has 1 Skill, Can Write Thousands of Books in 1 Day
"Ancient times?"
This time it wasn't just Wang Ying, even Wang Jian, Wang Ben and others showed curiosity.
Ying Yu nodded, then continued:
"It is said that in ancient times, there were ten suns in the sky, which caused the crops to wither and the people to live in dire straits..."
"Ten... ten suns? How hot is that?" Wang Li looked at Ying Yu in shock.
"Brother, shut up and continue to listen to the young master!"
Wang Ying gave Wang Li a white look, and then looked at Ying Yu expectantly.
"The ten suns were really hot. Just when people couldn't stand it, a hero named Hou Yi appeared."
"He was born with supernatural power, and his archery skills were superb. Seeing the suffering of the people, he climbed to the top of Kunlun Mountain, unleashed his divine power, and shot down nine suns in one go. He strictly ordered the last sun to rise and set on time, so as to benefit the people. "
"This..."
Wang Li and Wang Ying were dumbfounded, but Wang Jian nodded frequently:
"According to historical records, there was indeed Hou Yi in ancient times."
"As for what shot down the sun, it's probably just fabricated by the world, just to show off his archery skills."
Ying Yu was a little surprised when he heard the words, he didn't expect this old general to be so enlightened.
"My son, what is the relationship between Houyi and the moon god? Could it be that ten moons appeared in the sky later?"
Facing Wang Ying, who was full of thirst for knowledge, Ying Yu smiled lightly, "This moon god is Hou Yi's lover Chang'e."
Then Ying Yu told the story of Chang'e flying to the moon again.
Wang Ying couldn't stop listening to it, and she burst into tears.
After staying at Wang's house all afternoon, Ying Yu didn't leave until dusk.
In the early morning of the next day, the court continued.
It's just that nothing special happened in today's court meeting, which seemed a bit boring.
After the court meeting, Ying Yu left Meng Yi, Wang Ben and others behind, and then called Xiao He, Han Xin, Cao Can and others.
Zhangtai Palace, inside the study.
Ying Yu looked at the crowd and nodded slightly: "Come on, take your seats."
These people all knew Ying Yu's temperament, and they were not too polite when they heard the words, so they took their seats!
Then the waiter came in with trays of...mooncakes.
"When you first came to Xianyang, if you have any problems that need to be solved, just ask, don't be polite to me."
After everyone was seated, Ying Yu turned to Xiao He, and Han Xin spoke.
Hearing this, Xiao He shook his head again and again.
Now they are in Xianyang City, they have cars and houses, and they have wine and meat.
This kind of life was unimaginable before, so there is no problem.
Seeing that everyone was still a bit cautious, Ying Yu smiled lightly and said:
"Don't stand still, come and taste this mooncake."
Meng Yi and Wang Ben were fine, they all had dinner with Brother Zheng.
But Xiao He, Cao Can and others felt flattered at this moment.
But Han Xin was not among them. He picked up a piece of moon cake and ate it:
"Hmm... delicious, this snack is the best food I've ever eaten in my life."
"Eat more if it tastes good, if you don't have enough!"
Meng Yi on the side frowned slightly, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he didn't speak.
For Han Xin, whoever treats him well, he will work hard for him.
I don't care about politeness, and I don't talk too much.
If there is something, just upload it and it's over.
"You're direct, don't be dazed, and eat quickly."
Han Xin is so smart.
"I have waited to thank you son!"
Xiao He and the others stopped being polite, and picked up the mooncakes and ate them one after another. The atmosphere seemed very harmonious.
After a quarter of an hour, everyone was full, and Ying Yu also said today's theme:
"Everyone, I called you here. Apart from tasting mooncakes, there is one more thing I want to discuss with you."
"Oh... what is the young master talking about?" Meng Yi suddenly became interested.
"Meng Shangqing, do you still remember the establishment of an academy that I mentioned in Yuxuan Pavilion back then?"
Meng Yi's eyes lit up when he heard the words: "Of course I remember, son, are you..."
Ying Yu nodded: "That's right, my son plans to open royal academies in various counties of Daqin. If you have any good opinions, you may wish to share them, and we will discuss together."
Open a Royal Academy?
Hearing Ying Yu's words, Xiao He and the others couldn't help but look at him.
"My lord, do you want to create your own theory?"
Xiao He and the others looked at Ying Yu strangely.
How old is this son, not even twenty?
Just want to open a theory alone?
Isn't this a fool's dream?
Obviously Xiao He and the others misunderstood Ying Yu's meaning.
"The academy I want to open has nothing to do with the academic theories of various schools of thought."
"The things taught in the Royal Academy are mainly about governing the country, strengthening the army, and enriching the people. This is also laying the foundation for the imperial examination system."
Everyone nodded steadily when they heard the words, as long as they didn't compete with hundreds of schools, it would be easy.
Although today's schools of thought are not as brilliant as in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period, they are still a force that cannot be ignored.
"Young master, according to your opinion, if we set up academies in every county, we will need a lot of books, but now my Daqin books are limited, and I am afraid it will be difficult to implement them in a short time."
It wasn't long before the first emperor burned the books.
Xiao He opened his mouth, although he didn't say clearly, but everyone present understood what he meant.
"There is no need to worry about the books, I have already prepared a solution."
Ying Yu waved his hands as he spoke, and Qin Feng, who was standing behind him, immediately stepped forward and put a stack of papers that had been prepared on the table.
"This thing is called paper, everyone should be familiar with it!"
They had already seen this piece of paper in the Qilin Palace the day before yesterday, because they didn't show any surprises.
"This paper is made of trees, bamboo, hemp, etc. The cost is very low, but the output is extremely high, so I plan to use this paper instead of bamboo slips."
Xiao He and the others picked up the paper on the table, with expressions of surprise on their faces.
They never thought that the paper was actually made of wood, bamboo, etc.
What surprised them the most was that this paper could be mass-produced.
This paper is so light, if it is used to write books, it is not only light in weight, but also easy to carry, it is many times better than bamboo slips.
"Young master, this paper is good, but if it is to be made into a book to meet the needs of the academies in various counties, I am afraid it will be difficult to complete it in a year or so."
"Meng Shangqing is right. It takes a long time just to find someone to transcribe the text."
Ying Yu suddenly laughed:
"My son has a skill. As long as there are enough people and enough paper, it is no problem to write tens of thousands of books in a day."
"What? How is it possible to write thousands of books a day?"
The crowd exclaimed.
It can't be blamed for their ignorance, it can only be said that they are restricted by the times.
In this era when books are counted in units of years, Ying Yu's words are like a fairy tale.
After Xiao He and the others were shocked, their expressions were full of disbelief.
Meng Yi even wondered if this son had fallen ill.
Good man, who can say this!