Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

Xiaoxiao squinted as she watched her father eat the rice flour pancake, and then watched the other guests follow suit while eating and playing, feeling very happy.

The emperor also playfully wrote a few pieces, and after eating a few of his "calligraphy treasures", he reluctantly bit the tip of the pen that had absorbed the soup - this taste is called mountain delicacies.

Guests rarely eat enough at formal banquets, but today, one by one, they all ate to their throats. If there wasn't really any space left in their stomachs, they felt like they could even lick their plates clean!

The Xiao family had a comfortable meal, and the smart people had already begun to ask the Xiao family when the next happy event would be. Everyone tacitly forgot about the bookstore mentioned by the queen just now. Who would have thought that Xiaoxiao would take the initiative to bring up the old conversation again.

"By the way, Your Majesty, if you are still free, would you like to stop by and take a look at the books that I have prepared for the library?"

Her tone was firm, the emperor was full of curiosity, and the queen did not believe in evil. A large group of people came to the warehouse of the General's Mansion.

There were many books spread out in the open space outside the warehouse, which looked like they were being dried. As soon as they opened the door, everyone smelled the strong fragrance of ink.

With doubts, everyone picked up the books in the warehouse and read them after getting the approval.

The handwriting is neat and the fonts are uniform... too uniform, right?

"May I ask whose manuscript this is?"

"I have never seen anyone who can write everything so neatly."

"I wonder if this gentleman is still here? Some books in my house have been damaged for a long time, and I am planning to copy them again..."

While everyone was talking to each other, someone else was surprised: "Are all the books exactly the same?"

Is this reasonable?

"The handwriting is the same, so it must be the handwriting of the same person. But if one person has to copy so many books, how long will he have to stay awake?"

"One year? Two years?"

"It didn't take that long for His Majesty to prepare the library, so how fast can he copy?"

Dozens of pairs of doubtful eyes focused on Xiaoxiao, which made her feel a little embarrassed. The emperor smiled and said: "Okay, don't be pretentious, and introduce us to this capable person."

Xiaoxiao nodded and said, "Okay."

Then someone carried out a wooden frame.

"Learn about movable type printing."

Everyone was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. After watching the printing process from beginning to end, their eyes were as wide as copper bells and their mouths were open in an O shape. Most of them were very pleased to see the neat rows of printed characters.

The Queen poured cold water on it coldly: "The idea is good, but our Yan family had already thought of the idea of ​​engraving this letter more than ten years ago."

She said in a pointing tone: "However, if you want to use this method to print books, every book and every page must be engraved by a craftsman. It is not easy to require all the characters to be the same size and shape, not to mention there are so many characters, and even if they are wrong, With one stroke, the entire calligraphy board needs to be re-engraved.”

"Furthermore, storing the calligraphy boards is also a big problem. If they get damp or bumped, they will have to be reworked."

"It's not difficult to find a spacious place that is convenient for drying and ventilating, but do you know how many pages there are in a book, and how many books and classics I have in Daxia? Where can I find a place to place so many writing boards?"

Because it would take too much manpower, material and financial resources, the Yan family gave up the idea as soon as it came up. Now it would be better for this girl to eagerly bring it to His Majesty for reward.

The emperor glared at her with dissatisfaction: "How old is this girl from the Xiao family? She just got hairpins today. It's already great that she can come up with such a method."

It's just that it's really not very practical.

As soon as he swallowed this half of the sentence, the emperor saw Xiaoxiao walking happily to the type board and asked with a smile on his face: "Guess why I call it 'movable type printing'?"

"Moveable type, as the name suggests, this type board is flexible."

After saying that, she picked up a small square strip from the writing board.

"Carve words on such blocks, and then use the blocks to arrange the required articles. After use, clean them and then arrange the next page. In this way, whether you are printing one book or a hundred, the required words will be There are only so many blocks.”

"Furthermore, Your Majesty, this block is made of iron, which is more durable than wood and easier to clean and preserve. As long as it is kept dry and free from moisture, it will not be a problem to use it for seven or eight years after it is made once."

The more she spoke, the more intense the emperor's eyes became, and finally when Xiaoxiao showed off the typesetting method again, he couldn't help but step forward to do it himself.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

Nothing could better express the emperor's appreciation for movable type printing than the smile on his face at this moment.

"Senior sister! You gave birth to a good daughter!"

He touched the rubbing machine and couldn't put it down, and said in a loving and exciting tone: "Come on, come on, Xiao family girl, you have made meritorious service many times, and I have to reward you heavily."

After saying that, he felt a little confused: "But what should I reward you with? How about raising the status of the princess to a higher level, and I will accept you as my adopted daughter, and your status will be the same as that of the princess from now on?"

Xiaoxiao told the truth: "Your Majesty, in fact, I don't care about these false names."

The emperor was happy and said casually: "Whatever reward you want, you can ask for it yourself!"

After saying that, he actually felt a little regretful. Nowadays, the national treasury is not rich, and the gold and silver property is not that easy to get. If this girl opens her mouth, he will be embarrassed if he can't step down.

So the emperor winked hard at Xiao Ran, but the latter was still angry and ignored him at all.

Xiaoxiao glanced at the many people present, then looked at Rong Yan, who was always looking at her worriedly, and smiled: "Besides, this credit doesn't belong to me, I can't take it."

Rong Yan's heart moved, Xiao Ran and Gu Changan also vaguely guessed something, and then they heard Xiaoxiao say: "This is the method that His Highness came up with, and he also got the materials from Chi Ernan."

The prince frowned and reflexively asked, "Why did Chi Ernan give him these irons?"

Xiaoxiao said: "Oh, he is greedy. He wants to eat everything in Daxia, but he has no money, so he wrote an IOU to the Third Highness. If he couldn't get the silver, he would exchange it for iron."

Everyone thought it was ridiculous, but thinking about the increasingly rounded figure of the fierce second prince, they couldn't find any reason to refute.

The emperor wanted to laugh a little. He looked at Rong Yan in surprise: "Is this true?"

After receiving Xiaoxiao's gaze, he nodded quickly. The emperor touched his chin: "So, I should reward you? Tell me, what do you want?"

The prince gritted his teeth and asked in a puzzled tone: "Then why didn't you tell father directly and instead sent it to Xiao Mansion first?"

Xiao Ranhui decided to answer this question quickly: "Because it is a betrothal gift."

Xiaoxiao couldn't help but blush, and her already outstanding appearance became even more shy and delicate.

Rong Yan said firmly: "Father, my son would like to ask for a marriage."

The ignored prince felt a little green on his head inexplicably: "Third brother, it's not etiquette for you to do this. Did you ask the imperial concubine before you proposed marriage?"