Chapter 577 Fangxue Dictionary

"Lu Zhen and the others were imprisoned?"

Ji Gang looked at the names on the list in disbelief, and asked, "Why?"

Pang Ying smiled wryly and said, "My lord, it's Lu Zhen..."

"wait."

Ji Gang raised his hand to stop Pang Ying, he frowned and said, "Let me guess, maybe the incident of Lu Zhen sending a woman happened? But according to my calculation, at most it's just a matter of scolding, why... Is there someone else involved here?"

Pang Ying cupped her hands and said in admiration: "Sure enough, my lord, this matter was caused by a cochin woman who escaped and complained outside the Ministry of Rites."

It is reasonable to guess the reason of the matter, Ji Gang should be proud. But he sighed softly, looked at the fallen leaves blown up by the autumn wind with complicated eyes, and murmured: "Pang Ying, you said if we hadn't turned against Fang Xing back then, would we have..."

Pang Ying was horrified when he heard the words, and wondered if Ji Gang was afraid of Fang waking up to this extent?

In the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, there were less than ten people who could make Ji Gang afraid before, but now there is one more Fang Xing.

"That's all!"

Ji Gang's expression brightened, and he raised his eyebrows: "He is just relying on his good relationship with the prince's family, but the prince is a thorn in His Majesty's heart after all, and it will flare up sooner or later. At that time, I will see how Fang Xing handles himself!"

Pang Ying said with some uneasiness in her heart: "My lord, that cochin woman..."

"The officer knows."

Ji Gang said with a weary look: "Someone must have shown her the way, and even if she was able to escape from the camp, there was someone who helped her secretly, but this matter is a foregone conclusion, and it is useless to talk."

...

As soon as those houses were capped, the autumn rains came.

The autumn rain is as continuous as filaments, making people feel wet all over their bodies.

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

"Brother Dehua, Lu Zhen is in prison, and Grandpa Huang seems to have murdered him."

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

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

"The second volume of mathematics is ready to be published."

Fang Xing avoided this topic, he didn't want Zhu Zhanji to know his thoughts.

"That's great!"

Zhu Zhanji always wanted to publish Fang Xing's textbooks, but Fang Xing always refused.

"However, print less, first try the response and then speak."

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

If the first book is the primer, the second book is for those interested in mathematics.

But how many people in Daming are interested in mathematics?

"Ten thousand volumes."

Fang Xing finally set the number of prints.

"Is it too little?"

Zhu Zhanji thought of the bestseller of the first book, and felt that Fang Xing was a bit conservative.

Fang Xing walked out of the bungalow, looked at the hazy sky, and suddenly asked, "Zhan Ji, what do you think...what if I write a dictionary now?"

"dictionary?"

Zhu Zhanji thought for a while and said: "Brother Dehua, isn't Erya not enough for explaining Chinese characters?"

"Not enough, but too much."

Fang Xing said with deep eyes: "All I want is a dictionary that can help people learn to read characters. You only need to index the radicals to find the explanation of that word. This will greatly increase the literacy rate."

Interpreting characters according to their radicals is not the first, and Shuowen Jiezi is the originator.

Zhu Zhanji lost interest when he heard it, "Brother Dehua, are you going to use Shuowen Jiezi as the basis?"

"almost."

Fang Xing showed Zhu Zhanji's familiar smile: "I have prepared 3,000 commonly used characters, transliterated."

Since the birth of Chinese characters, there have been at least tens of thousands of additions through successive dynasties.

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

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

The cover of this book reads: Fang Xue Dictionary.

Tsk!

Zhu Zhanji felt a little headache when he saw this name,

He knew there would probably be something surprising in it.

After opening the dictionary, the first thing is the index of radicals, the content of which page a certain word is on.

"Very convenient!"

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

rice!

In addition to the conventional explanation, the meter is actually annotated as the unit of length above, and there are conversion formulas for millimeters and centimeters below.

Next he searched for the word...

Word making, physics, the study of the laws of motion and basic structures of matter, ranging from stars to tiny substances invisible to the naked eye...

Iron, copper, oxygen...

Zhu Zhanji was fascinated by it, and smiled knowingly when he saw the annotations he knew from time to time.

"Can it be printed?"

Fang Xing asked.

Apostasy!

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 unsurely: "Brother Dehua, wait for my younger brother to take it and ask."

Fang Xing said helplessly: "Go and ask, if the palace cannot print, then I will pay for it myself and find a school outside."

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

And the one in charge of printing in the palace is the supervisor of ceremonies.

When Zhu Zhanji went to find Huang Yan, Huang Yan said without a word that there was no problem and promised to print it in time.

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

"Apostasy! Fang Xing, Fang Xing, you are committing crimes on your own. God has eyes and sent you to our family. Just wait."

A confidant on the side asked: "Elder-in-law, shall we give him the seal?"

Huang Yan flipped through the contents of the dictionary casually, and the more he read, the more excited he became, and he almost danced.

"India, why not!"

Huang Yan handed the dictionary to the rigid craftsman as if he had found a treasure, and said: "If a word is not easy, let our family rigid, hurry up, and our family will reward you if you can finish the work ahead of schedule!"

"Also, don't lose this dictionary. Whoever loses it will be killed by our family!"

Seeing Huang Yan going out briskly, his confidants and craftsmen couldn't help but look at each other, wondering what kind of nerves this big man in the palace had lost.

The last time Fang Xingyuan was in Jiaozhi, Huang Yan was still indirectly beaten by the board, and he was only recently raised.

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

They had engraved Shuowen Jiezi, so looking at the contents inside, one could tell that Huang Yan probably hated the person who wrote the dictionary to death.

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

"Go back!"

Fang Xing hurriedly went to Taisun's Mansion, involuntarily asking Zhu Zhanji to get the dictionary back.

"Huang Yan holds a deep hatred for me, and this is a good opportunity to hit you. Hurry up and come back. I will 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 might come true, so instead of going to Huang Yan, he just asked for the dictionary and canceled the printing task.

Before Zhu Zhanji left, someone immediately notified Huang Yan of the matter.

Huang Yan was lying on the bed, and a little eunuch beside him was beating his legs. There were fruits and tea on the table, and he was enjoying it with his eyes closed. He looked sick.

After hearing that Zhu Zhanji took away the dictionary, Huang Yan said proudly: "Our family has had a lot of excerpts last night, and it should be... hahaha!"