"Great! Xu Zhi, your ancestors are very visionary. This time you have a place to use it. The craft passed down by your ancestors will be carried forward in your hands!" Gui Zhuang said with his palms.

"No one has ever been interested in it for more than 600 years, and the young can only make a living by making pottery. The movable type printing technique is just to follow the ancestral teachings and have to learn it. What's the use?" Xu Zhi still couldn't believe his ears. In his opinion, if movable type printing technique was of great use, the Xu family would not have waited for his generation.

"Xu Zhi, no one cares about it for more than 600 years. If you let a descendant of a strange skill be buried among the people, you have never met the emperor. Now, if you meet the emperor, this skill will be bright again. Lord Song, tomorrow the official will report to the emperor and ask Xu Zhi to preside over the printing of the bookstore. What do you think?" Gui Zhuang said.

"No, no, no, Master Xu Zhi said, he has always made a living by making pottery, and he may be unfamiliar with movable type printing. If this technique is proficient, it may take time. So, it is better to let Xu Zhi try it first in the Institute of Technology. After all, there are many craftsmen and equipment here, which is convenient for testing. What do you think?" Song Yingxing stopped hearing this and hurriedly stopped it.

"Hahaha, Lord Song, I will follow your instructions." Guizhuang laughed and agreed.

He understood that Song Yingxing wanted to get a share of the pie. If he had his original temper, he would definitely speak sarcastic words, but he swallowed them back when he was at his mouth.

He remembered the emperor's concern for him, his strange temper was curbed, and dealing with colleagues was one of the emperor's expectations for him.

After listening to the conversation between the two adults, Xu Zhi believed that the movable type printing technique he passed on was really useful this time. His Xu family could finally be proud. So he murmured: "The kindness of our ancestors, the kindness of our ancestors. No, I will burn incense to our ancestors when we go back."

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When the Qing soldiers entered the pass, Xu Zhi and his family fled to Zhejiang. As the Qing soldiers stepped into the south of the Yangtze River, Xu Zhi continued to flee south to Guangzhou. Later, he heard that the Ministry of Works recruited a large number of craftsmen, so he entered the Ministry of Works Science and Technology Institute.

"The Qing army was rampant, which indirectly led to the use of movable type printing technology for me. It is truly a great helper to be able to be the best, but a few helpers to be lost. There is God's will in the dark." The next day, Zhu Youlang saw Guizhuang's memorial at the dawn meeting and couldn't help but sigh excitedly.

"Your Majesty, is this royal bookstore that important?" Wu Bing felt a little curious when he saw the emperor's eyebrows and aroused a lot of heart disease. In his heart, he could never think of how important a small bookstore could be and how much role it plays in governing the country.

Military and national affairs are nothing more than major issues of the safety of the army and the country. Is a bookstore worthy of being so happy?

When Zhu Youlang heard this, he thought to himself: "There will be many things that will surprise these old minds. It is really not easy to deal with if they are settled. Gu Yanwu, Wang Fuzhi, Huang Zongxi, Guizhuang and others can't advance it, because although these four people are consistent with me, they do not represent mainstream ideas. Well, today I'll go to class with these old masters and drizzle first."

"Governing the country and safeguarding the people is nothing more than three things, including virtue, punishment with law, and culture. The three are complementary and inherited. Nowadays, our literary affairs are particularly weak, and the establishment of the bookstore should be a major event in the literary world and will effectively make up for this shortcoming. In addition, the reason why I value movable type printing is so because movable type printing is faster than woodblock printing and costs less, and can print a large number of manuscripts. When this technique is tested mature, I will ask the bookstore to run a newspaper."

"Newspaper?" Wu Bing and others looked at each other, not knowing what this was.

"A newspaper is like a newspaper, but it is more content than a newspaper. It is aimed at the public, and people can get more news and news from it. 'The people's hearts are like grass and the wind, and they look at the sun again.' Simply put, newspapers will be this "wind" and can effectively quickly convey the thoughts and behaviors that the court wants to advocate and prohibit to the public."

Apart from "news", the word "news" is unheard of, but it is not difficult to understand what this means literally.

"Your Majesty, the sage said: 'It is adventurous to poetry, to establish reason, and to achieve joy. People can use it to do so, but not to know it.' Isn't it contrary to this theory to build newspapers?" Lu Daqi said.

"Yan Ruogong, the former has long been interpreted by Your Majesty about this saint. It is not what you said, "The people can be used to it, but cannot be known to it." The corresponding sentence reads as "The people can be used to it, but cannot be known to it." The two different sentences will have different explanations. The former is fooling the people, while the latter advocates enlightenment of the wisdom of the people. If it is interpreted as fooling the people, it is seriously inconsistent with the idea of ​​benevolence, people love things, and political righteousness that the saint has always advocated. On the contrary, Saint Confucius founded the first private school and recruited disciples, and took the path to enlightening the wisdom of the people. Moreover, the saint was born more than a hundred years later than him. If the saint really had the thought of fooling the people, it would be impossible not to mention it in his works. However, in the works of the saint, there is no slight thought of fooling the people. Inferring this, Your Majesty's sentence read is exactly the same as the saint's intention." Huang Zongxi retorted.

"Taichong, Master said, 'Only the wisdom of the superior and the foolish of the inferior,', how can I explain it?" Yang Qiaoran stood up and asked.

"Tong Ruogong, this term is a distinction between sages' qualifications. He believes that human qualifications can be divided into upper, middle, and lower, and those who are not above the temple are wise, while those who are scattered in the rivers and lakes are foolish. If we understand them according to the latter, we are really a bit restrictive." Huang Zongxi replied.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Bing stood up and wanted to ask further questions. Zhu Youlang saw that what was going on? Among the ministers in the cabinet, Huang Zongxi was only a little radical in his mind, and the others were old antiques. After decades of traditional Confucian education, how could they be easily refuted by Huang Zongxi? If he whispered and sued, five people fought one person, Huang Zongxi would definitely not be able to defeat him.

Gu Yanwu and Wang Fuzhi are OK, but neither of them are cabinet ministers and have no say at the Dawn Conference, not to mention that Wang Fuzhi is not present.

I can't say that I had to do it myself and I must not let these old antiques gain the upper hand.

"You can first, don't be impatient." Zhu Youlang waved his hand and stopped Wu Bing. Seeing that the emperor was about to speak, Wu Bing had to retreat.
Chapter completed!