Chapter 876： Great music

The commander twitched the corners of his mouth and asked, "It's not illegal to inquire about stealing art? You're really brave enough to put your mind on the princess and beat me hard."

The steward shouted: "Small injustice, my lord, you can find someone who knows what to do and ask. This kind of inquiring has not touched the bottom line, and it is not taboo!"

The steward wept bitterly, "Why is this printing so simple? The material of the font, the depth of the lettering, the spacing between the words, the temperature of the casting, and even the thickness of the ink used are all important, so we only need to make all these things one by one. It is the recipe that is clearly marked. The small ones just listen to them calling the printing method we use called engraving. Theirs is called movable type. The small engravings are clear and rigid. The imperial bookstore has a lot of collections. Not counting what we are engraving, but how to engrave the movable type? The focus is only on this 'movable' character, so the youngest only asks this question. If he answers, the youngest will give him fifty taels of silver, if he does not answer I'm looking for another person, even if they were found out by their stewards, the small ones can be said to be small talk, and everyone in the bookstore knows it, this question is not taboo..."

Really want to make a taboo, even if he wants money, he can't put his mind on Rongjun Wangfu, he is not too long for life.

Craftsmanship is unclear and unclear. Everyone wants to learn the craftsmanship of their opponents, and they all want to hold their own things tightly, but they also know that some things can be hidden, but some things you have to communicate to improve. .

Everyone is talking, and the brain may come up with a good idea. This is skill, so everyone has come to a consensus over time. What problems can be inquired behind their backs, what bottom lines can never be crossed, and once they are exceeded, they will be punished. Disgusted by the entire industry.

The question asked by the steward just brushed the edge, and did not cross that line. He has been in the printing industry for more than 30 years. He has been in the industry since he was an apprentice at the age of eight, although his craftsmanship is not as good as that of the masters in the bureau. , but he knows the rules that he should know.

But the palace really wants to convict him. The other party's power can directly make the edge real. He also admits that he has a mean mind. After so many years, I don't know the rules. He doesn't want to refuse him, so why take him for merit?

The commander was angrily laughed at by the steward. He clearly coveted the skills of the palace, but he said it was reasonable, but it was not easy to use punishment even if everyone recruited him. When he went out, he paused and said, "Let someone transcribe a copy of his confession and send it to the palace."

"Sir, why are you still talking about love for him?"

The commander sneered: "What kind of thing is he, worthy of my intercession for him? But since he said that this is the rule in the industry, it is not a taboo, then the workers reported him but he had other thoughts, and he wanted to step on people. It's nothing to climb up, it's just a pity, you shouldn't lie to the princess of Rongjun. I don't know what the princess of Rongjun is like, but the prince of Rongjun doesn't rub the sand in his eyes, so it must not be tolerated. Doing favors, but not harming others, why not do it?"

The confession was placed directly in front of Mu Yangling's case. Mu Yangling knocked on the table, raised his head and asked the manager of the bookstore, "Is what he said true?"

The steward bent over and said, "That's right, there is a rule in the industry. As long as we don't cross the line, it is common to inquire about each other's skills, but," the steward considered, "The worker told me about the steward at that time. It's about figuring out how to pay big money, not just asking about it."

"Then who do you think is lying?"

"This……"

"Send the people to the Wucheng Soldiers and Horse Division, and check it out and get back to me," Mu Yangling said with a smile: "The lord doesn't rub sand in his eyes, so is it possible that my eyes can be used as a battlefield?"

The steward knelt on the ground and kowtowed in trembling, "I'll go check if you're young."

He got up and stepped back to the door before he dared to turn around and leave, Lichun poured tea for Mu Yangling when he was gone, and said, "My lady, don't be angry, it's probably because the workers in the bookstore are crazy about trying to climb up, and that's how they came up with such a method. Come."

Mu Yangling sighed and said, "If I hadn't asked the people from Wucheng Soldiers and Masi to investigate carefully, I'm afraid this matter would have passed. He was a high rise, but he cost a life and a family in vain. The mind is too vicious."

"Does the maiden think that what the steward said is the truth?"

"Look if the confession is true, otherwise the manager will hide too deep, and if he has that wisdom, he will not be arrested." Mu Yangling said: "Now that the other person is in prison, we will take hold of him again. With the power of the palace, it's not difficult to ask him about his sins, there is no need for him to tell lies at this time, and it's easy to verify what he said."

Mu Yangling thought it was easy to verify the words from Wucheng Bingmai, but he did not reply. She was inevitably curious, so she asked Qi Haoran and asked, "It's been a few days, people from Wucheng Bingmai. Why don't you give me a reply? I've sold several copies of this recipe."

"Go and ask for you tomorrow," Qi Haoran bypassed the soup on the table and only ate meat.

Mu Yangling took some chopsticks and green vegetables for him, and gave him a bowl of soup, and said, "Eat all these, don't be picky eaters just because your health is good, your nephews and sons are watching you."

Qi Haoran's chopsticks froze, and he looked down. He happened to meet the eyes of the four children on the opposite side. He twitched the corners of his mouth. He turned the chopsticks and put a green vegetable in his mouth. When he finished eating the green vegetable, he looked at the soup in front of him. With a bitter face, he said: "There is a fishy smell in it, and I don't know how Zijin sent us these things."

"This is something in the sea that is naturally fishy. Drink it quickly. You see, the children all drank a bowl of iron and zinc supplements."

Qi Haoran pouted and said, "Master's heart is full, you don't need to make up, I've never heard of people who need to make up iron, we are not pots, if you make up iron, wouldn't it be over with just a bite of an iron sword?"

Mu Yangling was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, covering his stomach and laughing more and more, and a few children also laughed with "haha" when they saw it.

Qi Haoran stared at them and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

The little lion went to tease his mother, "Mother, what are you laughing at?"

Little Bear said, "I laughed when I saw my mother being funny."

Xiao An said: "Aunt Four smiled, and we want to laugh too."

Hutou said: "Everyone laughed."

Qi Haoran rolled his eyes, Mu Yangling laughed so hard, he held onto his arm and waved his hand: "Yes, it's my fault, I don't laugh anymore, I won't laugh anymore." But he still couldn't stop laughing.

Qi Haoran just took the soup on the table and drank it. The tiger looked at her and said, "Okay, now that I have replenished my iron and my heart, can I lead the four little ones to digest?"

Mu Yangling laughed with a "puchi" and waved, "Go, go, just walk around the garden."

The tiger head went to drag the mother, "Mother, you have to go with us, you promised to tell us stories."

Xiao Xiong shouted, "Tell me about Monkey King's havoc in the Heavenly Palace, and the prince's brother should also listen. Mother, please tell me, and I will go to the palace tomorrow and tell the prince's brother."