My father is Emperor Wu of Han, how can I be different from him?

Chapter 102 Don’t Talk First

The tools Liu Ju asked for were not difficult, but what was difficult was pointing out the direction and a little bit of technical ability.

That honest Qin Mo disciple: Cai Cheng, he has skills.

In order not to interfere with the prince's important affairs, and also to see that the prince had blocked the hostility from Confucianism, several Mohist disciples came to surrender in early April.

He is dressed similarly to Cai Cheng and is even more closely related to him. He is either Cai Cheng's nephew or his in-law's descendant.

They are all Qin Mo’s disciples.

Cai Cheng did not lie. There were indeed only a few disciples left in Qin Mo's lineage, so they needed descendants to ensure the continuation of the inheritance.

That night.

The two Mohist factions each sent one person to recommend themselves, taking risks as a vanguard to ensure that the prince was willing to use them, and only then did they allow more disciples to come out.

For the Qin Mo lineage, it means truly walking out of the Qinling Mountains!

Teamwork.

The tool that Liu Ju wanted to use as a stepping stone soon took shape. As soon as it came out, he went to the Weiyang Palace...

……

Chengming Hall.

The emperor was reviewing memorials to the emperor's memorials. On his desk, there were no longer piles of bamboo slips, but stacks of paper documents.

Beside the imperial desk, there were also several officials working furiously at their desks.

"call!"

At this time, the Shangshu Ling Zhang Anshi, who was sitting below him, breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his wrist, and after the ink had dried, he picked up the text he had copied.

"Your Majesty, please take a look."

Liu Che raised his head, took the freshly-published "Cangjie Chapter", glanced at it, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Every time I look at your calligraphy, I feel it is pleasing to the eye. It is good."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Zhang Anshi bowed slightly.

Liu Che placed the document next to him and looked around. "Okay, that's all for today."

When office hours were over, the officials bowed and left. Those officials who could be in the same palace when the emperor was handling state affairs no longer needed to perform guard duties.

More importantly, it is for consultation.

In layman's terms.

They are in the emperor's heart, and their future is destined to be bright!
Although Zhang Anshi was the Minister of the Chancellery, he did not put on airs. When leaving the hall, he bowed to everyone and said goodbye.

When he reached a corridor, he met two people.

One was Huo Guang, who had just bid farewell to him, and the other was the crown prince.

See someone coming.

Huo Guang whispered a few words to Liu Ju and bowed. Little Huo left first, and after he left, Zhang Anshi approached.

"I have met His Highness."

Liu Ju was holding two thin books in his hands at the moment, and said with a smile: "No need to be polite, how is Mr. Zhang doing recently?"

Zhang Anshi said respectfully, "My father has returned home and is now enjoying his grandchildren at home. Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

"Okay, that's good." Liu Ju nodded.

In fact, Zhang Tang had already known from Zhang He about his retirement life, and now he was just showing concern for him on a daily basis and enhancing their friendship.

The greetings didn't last long.

Seeing that the prince was obviously busy, Zhang Anshi bowed and left, just like Huo Guang had done before.

Liu Ju did have something to do, so he went to Chengming Palace, while Zhang Anshi went out of the north gate of Weiyang Palace, where a carriage was already waiting.

"Lang Jun."

A coachman with several hideous scars on his face bowed slightly and opened the curtain for his master.

After Zhang Anshi sat down, he said softly, "Let's go..."

Chengming Hall.

When Liu Ju came in, the emperor was having a meal and the empress was serving soup beside him. Judging from the situation, it seemed that today's meal was probably prepared by the empress herself.

"I have met my father and my mother."

When Wei Zifu saw Liu Ju, a smile immediately spread across her face and she waved, "Come quickly, my mother has stewed venison today, and it's just in time for you to come."

When the Queen called him, Liu Ju did not hesitate to sit down close to her. As a mother, he was very kind, but as a father, he was a little aggressive.

"What are you here for?"

Liu Che knocked the edge of the bowl with chopsticks in a very rude manner. This tone and action immediately made Wei Zifu frown.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing? We finally get to sit down and eat together today."

"Humph."

Liu Che still used his usual yin-yang tone, and said with a hint of meaning: "I asked while eating, I was asking about my son, it's a private matter."

"If you ask at the court, you're asking the prince. It's a matter of state!"

When Wei Zifu heard this, her expression changed. She stopped defending Liu Ju and looked at him with a worried look that said:

'What did you do to displease your father?'

What else could it be.

Mohist school!
Liu Ju immediately understood that his father the emperor was expressing his dissatisfaction with his recruitment of Mohist disciples and his shaking of the "Confucianism as the only doctrine".

Old Liu has a bad temper, and Little Liu is no exception.

He stopped drinking the soup, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and picked up the two thin books he had brought with him. The pages were not thick, but they made a loud noise when they hit the table:
"Oh!"

Liu Ju pressed heavily, and under the emperor's raised eyebrow gaze, he raised his expression and said, "Father, take a look before you speak!" "You child." Wei Zifu was surprised and thought to herself, how can you speak to your father? She said displeasure, but glanced at the emperor.

Liu Che did not get angry on the spot.

He has some experience.

The prince's confident and arrogant attitude at this moment was exactly the same as the two times when he robbed Shao Weng and beat Li Cai!
The emperor glanced at the prince, who was standing with his arms folded across his chest, sneering.

Somehow.

At this moment, Liu Che was actually a little excited?
He calmly flipped through the books that the prince had placed on the desk, but as he looked at them, the emperor's little expectation disappeared.

Isn't it just "Cangjie Pian"? The handwriting is not even one-tenth of Zhang Anshi's!

Dull and without any charm.

The emperor's expectations were gone, and he became angry. His eyebrows raised and his eyes became increasingly unfriendly as he looked at Liu Ju.

I was about to yell at him, "You write so ugly, and you still dare to show off to me?"

But he just opened his mouth.

Liu Ju pointed at the books, still with that sneer and dignity, "Father, don't say anything first, you read it first!"

ho.

Seeing this, Wei Zifu patted her son and said angrily, "Don't be rude."

The mother is trying to make up for it, the father...

Suppress the anger.

No one knows a son better than his father. The more the prince jumped up and down, it showed how confident he was that he could control him. Liu Che stopped glaring and flipped through the book carefully.

The "Cangjie Pian", which serves as a primer, has few words.

It is a collection of three chapters, namely "Cangjie" by Li Si, "Yuanli" by Zhao Gao and "Boxue" by Hu Mujing, with a total of more than 3,000 words, and is collectively called "Cangjie Chapters".

Liu Che quickly finished flipping through the first book, which was nothing special. He then looked at the second one, and the second one...

"Ok?"

A look of doubt appeared on Liu Che's face. He stared at it carefully for a long time. He spread out the first book as well and compared the two together. The more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong.

Seeing this, Wei Zifu showed curiosity and turned sideways to check.

"what?"

The empress expressed the same surprise as the emperor, "The handwriting and ink in these two books are exactly the same?"

Liu Che raised his head and said solemnly: "Did you find an old scholar who is good at calligraphy to copy it? Or..."

"Father, you are joking."

Liu Ju shook his head. "People who have been immersed in calligraphy for decades may be able to copy two or three identical books, but this son of mine."

"As many as Father wants, as many as he wants!"

The words fell.

Liu Che quickly asked: "Are you serious?" The emperor didn't realize that he had been controlled by his own son unknowingly.

"Absolutely true!"

Almost as soon as Liu Ju finished speaking, Liu Che started talking: "How did you do it? Is it complicated? Can you make a book quickly?"

“Yes, it’s not complicated.”

Liu Ju didn't keep anyone waiting. "The method is very simple. Carve the words upside down on a wooden board, apply a layer of ink, and you can print countless identical books!"

Yes.

What he is talking about now is printing, another of the four great inventions of China after papermaking!
"Isn't Father asking the Shaofu to distribute books? With the support of printing technology, books that used to need to be copied one by one can be easily distributed."

“Now, with just one piece of wood, one person can achieve in one day what dozens of people would have done in dozens of days!”

Ever since the paper was spread out.

The emperor never stopped using these tactics. In addition to forcing the court to use paper for documents, he also ordered the Shaofu to hire a large number of clerks to copy the scriptures and distribute them.

The purpose is to break the monopoly of knowledge by the powerful families as soon as possible.

But the results are minimal.

How effective would it be to rely solely on manual copying? The emperor did not want a thousand or ten thousand books, but millions or even tens of millions that could be spread all over the world!
But now.

Looking at the two identical books sent by the prince, and thinking about what he just said...

Printing is simple to talk about, and the principle is actually not complicated. Liu Che just thought about it a little, and soon he had a rough outline in his mind of the wood board, engraving, and ink application.

then.

The emperor's expression suddenly became interesting.

I was surprised at first - it’s so simple, why didn’t I think of it?
Regret again——It’s so simple, why didn’t I think of it! ?

At this moment, his inner thoughts were like a student facing a math problem. He couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried, and just felt it was too difficult.

But suddenly.

I applied a simple formula, and the answer came out directly. I suddenly thought: So simple! ?

This was how Liu Che felt at this moment. After being surprised and regretful, he felt excited!

He didn't have to solve math problems.

But the printing technology that the prince is talking about at this moment can solve the state’s problems!
"boom!"

The emperor first slammed the table heavily, then slapped Liu Ju on the shoulder and laughed, "Hahaha, good boy!"

"You have helped me share my father's worries. My father loves you well!"

(End of this chapter)