Chapter 760 Princess 9
Imperial Palace, Tianlu Hall.
With a "bang", Emperor Tiancheng's face turned cold and he slammed the memorial in his hand heavily on the table.
"Wang Xiang is really courageous!"
Zhu Daban, who was serving in the palace, was shocked and fell to his knees in fear, with cold sweat breaking out on his back.
"Your Majesty, rest your anger."
Zhu Daban dared not breathe, for fear that the emperor would be angry because of Wang Xiang's matter, and that his anger would be taken out on him as a servant.
After all, he had seen the struggle in the court today. What he did not expect the most was that Wang Xiang would be so decisive as to sacrifice his youngest son to heaven.
Emperor Tiancheng leaned back, his back resting on the bright yellow chair. His expression was gloomy: "The palace examination will be held in less than three months. Speaking of which, the disciples of Prime Minister Wang have been very powerful recently."
Zhu Daban didn't dare to respond.
Emperor Tiancheng rubbed his forehead. Since the establishment of the imperial examination system, although there have been commoners who have become officials, he has promoted several of them, and those who have risen from the lower classes have also become his confidants. But there are not many people.
If everyone in the world could read, there would be no worries...
"Father, father!"
Outside the Tianlu Hall, at this moment, an excited voice was suddenly heard.
Emperor Tiancheng knew it was his daughter without any thought or guessing. After all, who else would be so bold except her?
But why did Feng Ning come here? What happened? Could it be that Wang Chuheng's death shocked her?
"Go and ask the princess to come in." Emperor Tiancheng waved his hand with a worried look in his heart.
"Whoo."
Zhu Daban bowed quickly.
Not long after he left, a beautiful girl in gorgeous clothes and golden hairpins walked in from outside. Behind her, there were two palace maids carrying trays.
"My son has met my father."
"Why is Feng Ning here?" Emperor Tiancheng glanced at his daughter and found that compared with usual expression, her expression was more joyful. She didn't look sad, nor did she look frightened.
It seems that he was wrong.
"Father, look, what have I accomplished?"
While Emperor Tiancheng was thinking about this and that, Sheng Huan had already asked Tan Yue and Xue Qing to bring the tray and place it on the table.
Emperor Tiancheng came back to his senses and looked at the trays. One of the trays contained a pile of books. The other tray was a little strange, with some wood blocks, clay blocks, and gold blocks with words carved on them, as well as white paper and ink.
"This is……"
"Father, please read this first." Sheng Huan handed the bound book to Emperor Tiancheng.
Emperor Tiancheng was very patient with his daughter. He took it and opened it.
Then, he was stunned by the handwriting on it for a moment. Isn't this... the handwriting of that kid Gu Zhouyan? Why did he write "Three Character Classic"?
No, that's not right. Emperor Tiancheng turned the page and saw a thin book with Gu Zhouyan's handwriting all over it. Emperor Tiancheng became even more suspicious. How could that kid write a book of Three Character Classic?
"Father, are you reading this again?"
Sheng Huan opened another book and moved in front of Emperor Tiancheng.
Emperor Tiancheng looked over and was stunned again.
Sheng Huan smiled: "Father, have you noticed anything wrong?"
"Feng Ning." Emperor Tiancheng really discovered it and continued to flip through the book: "How come these words are all exactly the same?"
Even if the handwriting is from the same person, sometimes it won't be exactly the same.
Emperor Tiancheng glanced at the word blocks on another tray on the table. His brain was working rapidly, and he quickly picked up the remaining books on the tray and read them.
Then, he was excited to find that the handwriting in all the books was exactly the same, every place, every stroke was exactly the same as it was printed.
"Feng Ning, this is..." Emperor Tiancheng looked at Sheng Huan, and his eyes fell on the countless small cubes in the tray. After all, he was the emperor, so his brain couldn't be bad. An idea instantly came to his mind.
"They are all printed on." Sheng Huan replied naturally, with a smile on her face: "Xue Qing, Tan Yue, show it to me once."
"Yes, princess."
The two palace maids took the ink and white paper, and just like when they were in the princess's mansion, they smeared and covered it. In a blink of an eye, it didn't take much time, and countless sheets of white paper were printed.
Emperor Tiancheng was so excited that he stood up.
But it was obvious that what the two palace maids had done was not enough.
At this moment, Emperor Tiancheng saw two palace maids skillfully dismantling the word blocks and scattering them. Then, they picked up the unused or used word blocks and reassembled them.
Emperor Tiancheng's pupils suddenly shrank. This is... printing the contents of a different book.
Sure enough, white paper, ink... then a brand new front page of "Thousand Character Classic" appeared.
"This thing..." Emperor Tiancheng's lips trembled slightly, and he was full of energy: "It can be reused! It can even be broken up and reassembled to print the content of another book!
Emperor Tiancheng's eyes were burning with anger: "This is actually different from the current printing technology."
He is the emperor. What does this mean? Emperor Tiancheng understands it better than anyone else!
"Father, it's naturally different." Sheng Huan looked at Emperor Tiancheng and said word by word: "This is movable type printing."
"Movable type printing? Movable type!" Emperor Tiancheng's eyes became brighter and brighter. He felt that the name was too appropriate. He praised: "What a good name!"
He kept talking: "If we continue at this rate, there will be more books on the market. If there are more books, they will be cheaper and people will be able to afford them, and there will be more readers."
"Let me try!"
In the end, it turned out that Emperor Tiancheng had to take action himself. The emperor, who had never shown his emotions for so many years, completely failed today.
Sheng Huan watched this scene and without much hesitation, he followed forward and handed over the ink.
After doing it for an unknown amount of time, Emperor Tiancheng withdrew his hand with satisfaction.
"Feng Ning, this is a qualitative change in the history of printing technology, and it is also good news for students all over the world!"
"How did you come up with this printing technique? Also, I heard from Xiuming that you have been reading books on this subject recently."
Emperor Tiancheng knew from his third son and the eunuchs in the Royal Library that his daughter had recently become very interested in printing. In particular, his third son said that his daughter was very supportive of his imperial examination system and even thought about lowering the price of books so that everyone in the world could read.
As expected of his daughter!
Emperor Tiancheng had never expected that his daughter would succeed so quickly. He felt warm in his heart. His daughter was indeed the most caring one!
"Well, I have been reading books on this subject recently." Sheng Huan had no idea what Emperor Tiancheng was thinking. She said, "I looked up information and finally got a clue from a man named Bi Sheng in the book."
The girl's face was flushed, perhaps because of excitement. "I came to the palace today because I succeeded. That's why I couldn't wait to present this method to my father."
"Good, good, good!" Emperor Tiancheng laughed loudly: "Feng Ning, I believe that everyone will remember your contribution to the scholars of the world!"
Emperor Tiancheng naturally heard the name "Bi Sheng", but he still felt that his daughter had made the greatest contribution. Otherwise, why didn't so many other scholars discover it, but his daughter did.
What does this mean? This obviously means that this fate is his Feng Ning!
Emperor Tiancheng looked at the book. When he thought of the future prosperity after this thing appeared, his heart was burning with excitement. He waved his hand and said, "Come here, call the people from the Imperial Household Department over!"
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When the people from the Imperial Household Department arrived, they saw Sheng Huan was also there and bowed respectfully.
No one knew why the emperor suddenly called them over and asked them to do something.
"My dear ministers, please take a look at this movable type printing technique that my Feng Ning discovered."
Emperor Tiancheng was in a good mood, with a smile on his face and a sense of pride and boasting.
The officials in the Imperial Household Department were very well behaved at first, but when the palace servants demonstrated movable type printing, they could no longer sit still and their faces were filled with shock.
"Your Majesty! This movable type printing technique is amazing! How come we didn't realize it before?"
Lord Qin from the Imperial Household Department immediately bowed to Sheng Huan. He had obviously thought about how shocking this thing would be to the court and the world in the future!
"Princess Fengning, please accept my respect!"
The others followed suit and bowed.
In front of outsiders, Sheng Huan still behaved like a princess.
"Thank you for your courtesy, my Lords. I also read this from a book."
"No, no, no, Princess. Even if you read it in a book, it was you who brought it into this world. If it weren't for you, I don't know when someone would have discovered this method."
There are many people who read books, but Princess Fengning is the only one who can study printing technology so attentively and find ways to reform it.
"Your Majesty, the invention of movable type printing is clearly a blessing from heaven to our Dajing!"
A rare look of joy appeared on Emperor Tiancheng's dignified face.
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Fengyi Palace.
Sheng Huan had dinner in the palace today.
"Mother, mother." Sheng Huan arrived at Fengyi Palace and handed the treasured printed book to the queen: "This is a book printed by your own hands, and it's for you."
"Mother, I want to tell you..."
Sheng Huan was obviously very happy and kept chattering.
The queen narrowed her eyes in smiles and listened patiently, feeling proud of herself.
"Mother, do you think I am very capable?" Sheng Huan finished talking about his performance, and then he held the Queen's arm tightly, acting like a spoiled child. There was pride in her eyes and eyebrows, "I have discovered this very useful movable type printing technique!"
"Our Feng Ning is the best." The queen was amused by her little daughter's appearance. She tapped her daughter's forehead with her fingertips and said, "Mother knew before that as long as our Feng Ning wants to do something, there is nothing she can't do."
The queen thought to herself. With the merit of movable type printing, my daughter's reputation will never be tarnished among scholars in the world. All scholars in the world must accept my daughter's kindness.
The queen stroked Sheng Huan's forehead. Even if she got old and passed away, she wouldn't have to worry about someone bullying her daughter.
Sheng Huan smiled, her eyebrows curved, the corners of her lips turned up, full and rosy, and her dark eyes were full of fighting spirit:
"That's right. As long as I am determined, there is nothing I can't accomplish."
She raised her head and looked at the queen, her eyes full of seriousness: "Mother, this feeling is so good."
The queen laughed and pinched her nose: "You did a good job. Your father gave you something. Your mother can't be stingy. It will be sent to your princess's mansion in a while."
Yes, when Sheng Huan left Tianlu Palace, Emperor Tiancheng rewarded him with a large box of things.
"Thank you, mother." Sheng Huan did not refuse: "I will accept it."
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After Sheng Huan returned to the princess's mansion, he asked the palace maids to deliver the books to Prince Ming's mansion.
The King is not in Beijing today on business, otherwise he would not have been able to sit still after knowing such a thing.
"Princess. The gift you asked me to prepare for the young prince has been packed."
When Sheng Huan was changing clothes, Xue Qing walked in from outside.
At the same time, he was holding a beautifully packaged tray in his hand.
Sheng Huan took a look and said, "Well, it seems to be in line with Gu Zhouyan's aesthetic."
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royal palace.
In the afternoon, Emperor Tiancheng entered Fengyi Palace.
As soon as I came in, I found the queen reading a book.
The cover of the book looked very familiar. It could not be what he saw in Tianlu Hall today.
"Zi Tong."
When Emperor Tiancheng thought of the book, he instantly became more energetic and strode forward.
"Your humble concubine greets you..." The queen came back to her senses after hearing the voice, put the book down, and came over to pay her respects. But before she could finish her words, she was helped up by Emperor Tiancheng.
"Zitong, there's no need to be so polite." Emperor Tiancheng picked up the book that the empress had just put down on the table and said, "Is this a gift from Fengning to Zitong?"
"Yes." The queen's eyes were filled with a deep smile: "Feng Ning sent it to me, so I naturally have to take a closer look."
"Zitong." Thinking of his daughter, Emperor Tiancheng couldn't suppress the smile on his face: "Feng Ning's movable type printing technology has solved many problems for me."
The queen smiled and touched the words on the book.
Emperor Tiancheng was so excited when he saw this that he finally remembered something. He stared at the words and his expression became strange.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" The Queen raised her eyes and saw this scene, feeling surprised.
Emperor Tiancheng pointed at the book and said, "When Feng Ning brought the book to me today, I recognized this character. It is Zhou Yan's character."
"Zhou Yan?" The Queen was incredulous: "I heard from Feng Ning that the words on the carving were written first. Zhou Yan was able to control his temper and write..."
"Will the Emperor admit his mistake?"
It's not that she looks down on others, but Gu Zhouyan is becoming more and more of a bully as he grows up. Asking him to write and cooperate obediently is... well, harder than climbing to the sky.
Emperor Tiancheng shook his head: "Zhou Yan's characters are very special. I will not make a mistake."
After all, Gu Zhouyan’s handwriting used to be so ugly that it was unbearable to look at, but he couldn’t stand it and forced him to practice.
The couple didn't know what they were thinking about, and they looked at each other in confusion.
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Prince's Mansion.
The whole house was in mourning.
In the study.
Mrs. Wang had no idea what she had heard, and was so shocked that she took several steps back.
"Prime Minister!" Madam Wang was extremely desperate: "Why, even after Heng'er left, you couldn't let him leave in a decent manner!"
When Mrs. Wang heard from her husband that he wanted to keep their youngest son's funeral simple, she almost went crazy.
"Everything has its own reason."
Wang Xiang said directly: "Come here, send Madam away."
Mrs. Wang stared at Wang Xiang, grief-stricken. She should have known that her son's life was not as important as his future:
"Prime Minister, you are so cruel."
The servant was trembling with fear, not daring to look at his two masters, and only stretched out his hand to Madam Wang: "Madam, please come this way."
After Mrs. Wang was asked to leave.
Wang Xiang raised his eyes and looked in a certain direction.
That is the direction of Princess Fengning's mansion.
A dark color appeared in his eyes, and after a while, he spoke.
"Only success is allowed, not failure."
Heng'er, go with peace of mind. Your father will avenge you.
None of them can escape.
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