Chapter 580

"Lv Zhen and others were sent to prison?"

Ji Gang looked at the names on the list and asked, "why?"

Pang Ying smiled bitterly and said, "my Lord, it's LV Zhen..."

"You wait."

Ji Gang raised his hand to stop Pang Ying. He frowned and said, "let me guess. Did LV Zhen send a woman? But according to my calculation, it's at most a scolding. Why... Is there anyone else involved?"

Pang Ying bowed his hand and said in admiration: "it's really an adult. It was caused by a cross toed woman who escaped and shouted injustice outside the ritual department."

It is reasonable to guess the cause of the matter. Ji Gang should be proud. But he sighed, looked at the leaves rolled up by the autumn wind, and murmured, "Pang Ying, if we didn't have a bad relationship with Fang Xing, would we..."

Pang Ying was horrified at the speech and thought that Ji Gang was afraid that Fang woke up to this extent?

In the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, there were less than ten people that Ji Gang feared before, but now there is another Fang Xing.

"That's all!"

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

Pang Ying's heart was a little uneasy and said, "my Lord, that cross toed woman..."

"I know."

Ji Gang looked tired and said, "someone must have pointed out the way for her. Even if she could escape from the camp, someone was secretly helping her, but it's a foregone conclusion. It's useless to say more."

……

The houses were capped and the autumn rain came.

The autumn rain is as continuous as fine silk, which makes people feel wet.

Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji were walking in the silky rain. The rows of bungalows in front of them were like an array of muskets, waiting for review.

"Brother Dehua, LV Zhen was sent to prison. Grandpa Huang seems to have killed him."

Zhu Zhanji reached out and patted the wall, saying with satisfaction.

Fang woke up and entered the room. Seeing that the kitchen had been equipped with a cement stove, he took a look at the structure.

"The second volume of mathematics is ready for publication."

Fang Xing avoided the topic. He didn't want Zhu Zhanji to know his mind.

"That's great!"

Zhu Zhanji always wanted to print Fang Xing's textbooks, but Fang Xing always refused again and again.

"Not too little printing. Try the response first."

Fang Xing is not optimistic about the sales of Volume II.

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

But how many people can Daming be interested in mathematics?

"Ten thousand copies."

Fang Xing finally set the number of prints.

"Too little?"

Zhu Zhanji thought of the best-selling volume I 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, you say... What if I write a dictionary now?"

"Dictionary?"

Zhu Zhanji thought and said, "brother Dehua, isn't it enough for Erya to speak and interpret words?"

"Not enough, but too much."

Fang woke up and said, "all I want is a dictionary that can help people read. I only need to index the radicals to find the explanation of that word, so I can greatly improve the literacy rate."

To interpret characters according to radicals is not to create, but to interpret characters is the ancestor.

As soon as Zhu Zhanji heard it, he was a little disappointed. "Brother Dehua, are you going to base it on speaking and interpreting words?"

"Almost."

Fang Xing showed Zhu Zhanji's familiar smile: "I have prepared 3000 common words and phonetics."

Since its birth, there have been at least tens of thousands of Chinese characters added through the ages.

But what people use everyday is only a few thousand words, and the superfluous words actually belong to rare words.

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

The cover of the book says: Fang Xue dictionary.

Tut!

Zhu Zhanji had a headache when he saw the name. He knew that there would be something surprising in it.

After opening the dictionary, the first is the radical index, which page a word is on.

"Very convenient!"

Zhu Zhanji casually searched the rice characters, and then he was a little confused.

——Mi!

In addition to the conventional explanation, the meter is annotated as the unit of length above, and there are conversion formulas with millimeter and centimeter below.

Next, he searched the word

Word making, physics, knowledge of studying the law of motion and basic structure of matter, from stars to subtle matter invisible to the naked eye

Iron, copper, oxygen

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

"Can you print it?"

Fang Xing asked.

Deviant!

Fang Xing's Dictionary directly adds the meaning of Fang Xue to those words. If it is released, it will certainly cause great controversy.

Zhu Zhanji was not sure: "brother Dehua, wait for my little brother to ask."

Fang Xing said helplessly, "go and ask. If I can't print in the palace, I'll pay for a library outside."

The printing industry in Daming was very developed, and many yamen had their own rigid and printing masters.

And the official in charge of printing in the palace is Si Li Jian.

When Zhu Zhanji went to find Huang Yan, Huang Yan said no problem and promised to print in time.

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

"Deviant! Wake up, wake up, wake up. You're doing your own evil. God has eyes. Send you to our hand and wait."

A confidant asked, "father-in-law, shall we give him a seal?"

Huang Yan looked at the contents of the dictionary at will. The more he looked, the more excited he was. He almost danced.

"Print, why not print!"

Huang yanru, who got the treasure, handed the dictionary to the stereotyped craftsman and ordered: "give us a hard word. Hurry up. If you can finish it ahead of time, we will reward you!"

"Also, don't lose this dictionary. Whoever loses it, our family will kill him!"

Seeing Huang Yan's brisk steps out, his confidants and craftsmen couldn't help looking at each other. They didn't know what was wrong with the big man in the palace.

The last time Fang woke up, he was far away from Jiaozhi, but he still indirectly let Huang Yan suffer a board, and he only raised him recently.

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

They have engraved words, so when they look at the contents, they know that Huang Yan hates the person who wrote the dictionary.

When Fang woke up and thought it was wrong, it was the next day.

"Come back!"

Fang Xing hurried to TAISUN's house and asked Zhu Zhanji to get the dictionary back.

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

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

"Father Huang is ill."

Interesting!

Zhu Zhanji knew that Fang Xing's guess might come true, so he didn't go to Huang Yan, just asked for the dictionary and cancelled the printing task.

Zhu Zhanji just left, and someone immediately informed Huang Yan about it.

Huang Yan is lying on the bed. A small eunuch is beating his legs. There are fruits and tea on the table. He is enjoying it with his eyes closed. It looks like he is ill.

After hearing that Zhu Zhanji took away the dictionary, Huang Yan said proudly, "our family had a lot of excerpts last night. Now it should have been... Ha ha ha!"