"Has Lu Zhen and others been imprisoned?"

Ji Gang looked at the name on the list in disbelief and asked, "Why is this?"

Pang Ying smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, it's Lu Zhen..."

"You wait."

Ji Gang raised his hand to stop Pang Ying, and he frowned and said, "Let me guess, is it that Lu Zhen sent a woman? But according to my calculations, at most it would be a matter of scolding. Why... Is there anyone else involved here?"

Pang Ying bowed and said in admiration: "It's true that this matter was caused by a Jiaozhi woman who escaped and shouted for injustice outside the Ministry of Rites."

It is logical that Ji Gang should be proud of the reason. But he sighed lightly, looked at the fallen leaves outside with complicated eyes that were rolled up by the autumn wind, and murmured: "Pang Ying, do you think we didn't get into evil with Fang Xing back then, would it be..."

Pang Ying was shocked when she heard this, thinking that Ji Gang was already afraid of Fang Xing to this extent?

Among the civil and military officials in the court, less than ten people could make Ji Gang afraid of him, but now there is one more one more person to wake up.

"Forget it!"

Ji Gang's expression turned up and raised his eyebrows and said, "He is just relying on his good relationship with the prince's family, but the prince is a thorn in his heart after all, and it will happen sooner or later. At that time, I will see how he will wake up and deal with it!"

Pang Ying said with some anxiety in her heart: "Sir, that woman with mercy..."

"I understand."

Ji Gang said tiredly: "Someone must have pointed out the way for her. Even if she could escape from the camp, someone was secretly helping her, but this matter was a foregone conclusion and it was useless to say too much."

...

The houses were just capped and the autumn rain came.

The autumn rain is like thin silk, making people feel wet.

Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji were walking in the silky rain. The rows of bungalows in front of them were like musket arrays, waiting for inspection.

"Brother Dehua, Lu Zhen is imprisoned, Grandpa Huang seems to have murderous intentions."

Zhu Zhanji reached out to pat the wall and said with satisfaction.

Fang Xing entered the house and saw that the kitchen had been equipped with a cement stove, so he took a look at the structure.

"Please prepare for the second volume of mathematics."

Fang Xing avoided this topic, and he didn't want Zhu Zhanji to know what he was thinking.

"That's great!"

Zhu Zhanji always wanted to publish all the textbooks Fang Xing, but Fang Xing always refused again and again.

"But print less, try the response first if you want to talk about it."

Fang Xing is not optimistic about the sales of the second volume.

If the first volume is enlightenment, then the second volume is for those who are interested in mathematics.

But how many people can be interested in mathematics in Daming?

"Ten thousand volumes."

Fang Xing finally set the number of seals.

"Too little, right?"

Zhu Zhanji remembered the best-selling of the first volume and felt that Fang Xing was a little conservative.

Fang Xing walked out of the bungalow, looked at the hazy sky, and suddenly asked, "Zhanji, what if I were writing a dictionary now?"

"dictionary?"

Zhu Zhanji thought for a while and said, "Brother Dehua, isn't Erya enough to say that he is a good writer?"

"It's not that it's not enough, it's too enough."

Fang Xing said with a deep look: "All I want is a dictionary that can help people learn literacy. Just index the radical to find the explanation of that character, which can greatly improve the literacy rate."

Explaining words according to radicals is not the beginning, but saying that words are the originator.

Zhu Zhanji was a little distracted when he heard this, "Brother Dehua is going to use the words "speaking the text as the basis?"

"almost."

Fang Xing showed Zhu Zhanji's familiar smile: "I have prepared three thousand commonly used characters, marked with pronunciation."

Since its birth, Chinese characters have been added over the years, and there are at least tens of thousands of them.

But people only use a few thousand words in daily life, and the extra ones are actually rare words.

Fang Xing took out a book from his arms and handed it to Zhu Zhanji.

The cover of this book reads: Fang Xue Dictionary.

Tsk!

Zhu Zhanji had a headache when he saw this name. He knew that there were probably something surprising inside.

After opening the dictionary, the first thing is the radical index, which page is the content like this.

“It’s very convenient!”

Zhu Zhanji searched the word "Rice" casually, and then he became a little confused.

rice!

In addition to the conventional explanation, the above actually annotates rice as a unit of length, and the following is a conversion formula of millimeters and centimeters.

Next he searched for the word "中文"...

Word creation, physics, knowledge of studying the laws of matter movement and basic structure, from stars to subtle matter that cannot be seen by the naked eye...

Iron, copper, oxygen...

Zhu Zhanji was fascinated by the reading, and from time to time he saw the notes he knew and smiled knowingly.

"Can you print it?"

Fang Xing asked.

It's rebellious!

Fang Xing’s dictionary directly adds the meaning of Fang Xue to those words. If this is released, it will definitely cause huge controversy.

Zhu Zhanji said with no confidence: "Brother Dehua, let me take it to ask."

Fang Xing said helplessly: "Go and ask. If the seal cannot be printed in the palace, then I will pay for it myself and find a bookstore outside."

The printing industry in the Ming Dynasty was very developed, and many government offices had their own stereotypes and printing masters.

The printed person in the palace is the Silijian.

When Zhu Zhanji went to find Huang Yan, Huang Yan said nothing was wrong and promised to be printed in time.

As soon as Zhu Zhanji left, Huang Yan couldn't help laughing.

"You are rebellious! Fang Xing, Fang Xing, you are committing your own sins. God has eyes. I will send you to our hands and wait."

A confidant asked next to him: "Dadfather-in-law, then will we still print it for him?"

Huang Yan casually looked through the contents in the dictionary, and became more excited the more he read them, and he almost danced.

"Sign, why don't you print it!"

Huang Yanru gave the dictionary to the stereotyped craftsman and ordered: "Take a word of the word to our family. If you can finish it in advance, our family will reward you with great rewards!"

"Also, this dictionary is not allowed to be lost. Whoever loses our family will take his life!"

Seeing Huang Yan going out with brisk steps, the confidants and craftsmen couldn't help but look at each other, wondering what kind of nerves the boss in the palace was.

Last time, I woke up from Jiaozhi, but Huang Yan was beaten up indirectly and will only be well maintained recently.

Several stereotyped craftsmen immediately looked through the contents of the dictionary and were immediately shocked.

They had engraved the words "Shuowen", so when they looked at the contents, they knew that Huang Yan was afraid that he would hate the person who wrote this dictionary.

When Fang Xing realized that something was wrong, it was already the next day.

"Need back!"

Fang Xing hurried to Taisun's Mansion and asked Zhu Zhanji to get the dictionary back without saying anything.

"Huang Yan hates me to the core, and this is a good opportunity to hit you. Come back quickly and I'll find a place to print it myself."

Zhu Zhanji also felt that he was a little negligent, so he went into the palace to find Huang Yan.

"Eunuch Huang is sick."

interesting!

Zhu Zhanji knew that Fang Xing’s guess was probably coming true, so he didn’t go to Huang Yan, but just asked for the dictionary and canceled the printing task.

Zhu Zhanji left before he immediately informed Huang Yan of the matter.

Huang Yan was lying on the bed, and a little eunuch next to him was pounding his legs. There were fruits and tea on the table, and he was enjoying his eyes closed, not as if he was sick.

After hearing Zhu Zhanji take away the dictionary, Huang Yan said proudly: "Our family has excerpted a lot last night, and now it should have...hahaha!"
Chapter completed!