Xun Yu was shocked and quickly picked up two pages of paper and spread them one left and one right.

The title of the article is "On the Wenwu" and the author is Sheng Xian, a native of Kuaiji. Xun Yu seems to have some impression, but at this moment his attention is not on the author or the content of the article, but on the handwriting. However, he does not need to be so cautious. There are ink marks on the paper, and the location is similar [       Fast Update], which has long been shown that this is not caused by copying.

Beads of sweat oozed out from Xun Yu's forehead, soaked his temples, slid down his cheeks, and moistened his beard again. The sweat gathered more and more, and finally dripped along the refreshed beard on the paper, peeling off the ink marks and turning into a ball of stains.

Xun Yu raised his head, his face pale, and the beard on his lips trembled lightly. "Chao Ji... is here?"

"Wujun." Liu Ba rubbed his fingers and looked at Xun Yu sympathetically. When he saw these articles just now, his mood was as shocked as Xun Yu. He knew what this meant. Things developed beyond their expectations. No matter how they chased them, they would not follow Sun Ce's pace and could only run away.

Xun Yu suddenly understood and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I finally understand why Sun Ce doesn't pay attention to the classics."

Liu Ba looked at Xun Yu quietly. Xun Yu said this sentence with no clue, and there may be countless explanations. Xun Yu looked at the article on the desk, looked at Liu Ba again, picked up the piece of paper and shook it. "This should be a technique similar to the stele-making, only the craftsmen could think of it."

Liu Ba was very surprised. He originally thought that Xun Yu would say what impact this technology had on a family based on classics, but he didn't expect that Xun Yu would first think of who could invent such technology. It seems that Xun Yu often appeared in workshops during this period, and had too much contact with the craftsmen in Jiang Shaofu. He was thinking about technology and technology, and he was already full of money odor.

Liu Ba was a little worried, would Xun Yu become a profit-oriented person like Sun Ce in the end? He did not oppose businessmen pursuing profit, but as Xun Yu was in power, if he only had profit in his eyes, it would be to waste the foundation and the government would inevitably be corrupt.

Liu Ba coughed and reminded Xun Yu. "Lingjun, it doesn't matter who invented it. What matters is the consequences. Wu Hui has become more academically prosperous over the years, but it is still much worse than Zhongyuan. When Sun Ce was transferred to serve as the prefect of Kuaiji, he hoped that no one could be used. Now with such technology, the disadvantage of Wu Hui's unsuccessful culture has become an advantage. In a few years, Wu Hui's scholars will be astonishing. If they all studied the classics of saints and promoted the moral principles of the king, then there was no problem. If they all studied the skills of all crafts like Sun Ce, I'm afraid..."

Liu Ba did not say anything more, but the expression on his face was already very obvious. A gentleman's virtue is a villain's virtue, and Sun Ce himself does not like the classics. How could he promote the moral and royal way of governing the Wuhui? He can only be domineering.

He is a little bully.

Xun Yu deeply felt the same, but he didn't want to agree with Liu Ba. He was very irritable, and it was easy to make mistakes when he expressed his opinions easily. He picked up a manuscript again and forced himself to read the article. The article was very long and spread out one meter long, but the spacing of the articles was appropriate and did not seem crowded. Each column was separated by vertical lines, which was clear at a glance, and the calligraphy was also very neat. Xun Yu looked very quickly, and the more he read, he became happier. Finally, he laughed out loud and applauded.

"This article is good, with clear explanations and elegant words. Sheng Xian..." Xun Yu knocked on the desk with his knuckles and pondered for a moment. "I remembered that Sheng Xianzhang of Kuaiji, I heard Kong Wenju mention him and said that he was very talented. Hey, how could he do such an article?"

Liu Ba was both angry and funny. He knew that Xun Yu would like this article. He discussed the distinction between literature and martial arts and advocated equal importance to both civil and military affairs. This is exactly what Xun Yu wanted to say. Now someone has told him and copied so many copies of the circulating texts everywhere, which has invisibly helped him a great favor. What's more, Sheng Xian, who was praised by Kong Rong, wrote a greater influence.

"Does Lingjun feel more and more that he is a soulmate with Sun Ce and is worthy of being a divine friend?" Liu Ba joked.

Xun Yu laughed, feeling inexplicably happy, and joked: "Didn't you say I'm learning to walk in Handan? Since I have learned it, why not learn one more step. I also use this technique. If I use it one day earlier, I can catch up with him one day earlier. Even if I can't catch up, I won't be too far away by him."

Liu Ba shook her head. "I'm afraid you really can't learn this time."

“Why?”

"Chang'an has no shortage of scholars, but what they lack is scholars like Huang Chengyan and his daughter. Those who have returned from Nanyang Wood School have limited levels and are good at doing things. If they are asked to write articles and spread experience, they may not be able to say anything. The workshops cherish their own clothes and will not pass on their experience. They want the skills of Shaofu, but are you willing to give them?"

The smile on Xun Yu's face gradually dissipated and he sighed quietly. Such a good technique, could he only look at Sun Ceyong? He looked at Liu Ba and suddenly had an idea.

"Zichu, you should also write an article. With your writing style, you will definitely not be weaker than Sheng Xian."

Liu Ba looked alert. "What article do you do?"

"You are proficient in economics and can write about the principles of the scriptures and use them to help the world."

"No." Liu Ba shook his sleeves, got up and left, walked to the door and stopped again, turned to look at Xun Yu. "You might as well go further and write about the Legalists' rich country and strong soldiers. I think this may be what you want most now." As he said that, he laughed and left.

Xun Yu raised his hand and wanted to stop Liu Ba. When the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back. He could hear Liu Ba's meaning. Liu Ba did not agree with his approach, and felt that he had gone too far and was going back to the old path of the Legal family. He was prepared for this, but he didn't expect Liu Ba's reaction to be so strong. He originally thought that Liu Ba could understand him.

It seems that the emperor's study of Xun's studies will be slowed down for the time being. Xunzi taught two disciples of the Legalist school. Xun's studies can easily remind people of the Legalist school, and the Legalist school is the mortal enemy of the Confucian school. Those who read Confucian classics can study Laozi, Zhuangzi, and even Mohist teachings, but they cannot be involved in the Legalist school, otherwise they will be suspected of being a grammatical official.

Xun Yu thought about it, and suddenly had an idea, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Extraordinary achievements must be for extraordinary people. This matter must be Cao Mengde." He spread a piece of paper, opened the ink box, put two particles of ink, poured two drops of water, pinched the grinding, slowly grinding the ink, grinding the ink while grinding the ink. When the ink was thicker, he picked up the pen and wrote it one by one. He didn't write quickly, but there was almost no pause. Lines of words flowed out of the pen, and the whole article was completed in one go.

He put the written article aside and wrote another letter. This letter was harder than that. He stopped from time to time to think, and sometimes he had to erase one or two lines. It took him half a day to write it, and then carefully revised it and copied it clearly. He put the article in a blue bag, tied the thin line and sealed it with a sealing mud, and covered his private seal while the sealing mud was not dry.

Everything was ready, Xun Yu raised his head, the east was slightly bright, and a ray of sunlight passed over the wall, shone in, and fell on the desk. Xun Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at the sunlight. He was stunned for a while before he woke up, the sunlight had disappeared. He hurriedly got up and went out, walked down the steps, and looked up.
Chapter completed!