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In mid-November, it snowed heavily.

The Mansion of the Marquis of Xi'e Township.

"It seems that the winter in Luoyang is very cold!"

In the inner hall, Mu Jing was wearing a thin bathrobe, standing next to the bathtub, there was a hot smell of hot water, and he felt a little chilly.

"I've never seen a person who practices martial arts as afraid of the cold as you!"

Zhang Ning stood beside him, adjusting the water temperature, constantly adding medicinal materials, hearing Mu Jing's self-talk, he was very contemptuous, and after half a sound, he said: "Take off your clothes, go in and soak for an hour!" ”

Mu Jing's martial arts have grown a little over the years, and the foundation building has also reached a critical moment, these days Zhang Ning is using the medicinal materials of the Taiping secret recipe to consolidate his blood qi, and the method of bathing this medicinal herb is complementary to the Taiping Martial Arts Sect he cultivated.

"Take it off now?" Mu Jing raised his eyebrows, revealing an obscene action.

"I have a needle, but life is worse than death!"

Zhang Ning didn't know when there was an extra silver needle used in acupuncture in his hand, shining.

"I was wrong!"

Mu Jing was stunned all of a sudden.

This little girl is not easy to mess with, Mu Jing provoked her again, and as a result, he was given a needle, and his arm was numb for a morning, and after tasting it once, he didn't want to come a second time.

The most important thing is that this little girl also said to herself when she was getting an acupuncture that if she was injected three inches below her lower abdomen, the effect would be better, and she shuddered to think about it.

Zhang Ning smiled triumphantly at this time, then turned around and walked out of the screen, and then said, "Take off your clothes and get into the bath!" ”

Mu Jing didn't dare to delay, dried his clothes in three or two, and then jumped into the bath bucket: "It's so hot, you want to cook me!" ”

"It's hot to have an effect!"

Zhang Ning's voice came from outside the screen: "Don't get up, you will know your divine sense, sink your dantian, and absorb these medicinal powers as much as possible, this is the secret recipe of our Taiping Dao, just the medicinal materials, a pair of gold will cost thirty gold, for a warrior like you who builds a foundation, the effect is particularly good, don't waste it!" ”

Poor and rich in martial arts.

Practicing martial arts is not a simple thing, practicing three dogs in summer, practicing three nines in winter, this is far from enough, and it also requires huge financial resources to get here, such as nutrition, such as medicinal materials, which are not affordable by ordinary families.

Therefore, in this era, the warriors who can stand out are either from wealthy families or talented.

Many rangers on the rivers and lakes will take refuge in the wealthy families, the reason is because only the wealthy families can support their continued cultivation.

"It's hot, it's cool!"

When Mu Jing heard this, he had no choice but to shout in the bathtub.

About an hour later.

He was already weak.

Coming out of the tub, he meditated for more than an hour before he regained some strength.

"This Taiping secret recipe is not easy to bear!"

"You don't have good talent, that's the only way!"

Zhang Ning said: "If you want to practice martial arts, you must be able to endure hardships, if it is a peaceful and prosperous world, literature can promote the world, but now the world, everywhere is dangerous, if you have no martial arts, sooner or later you will suffer a big loss!" ”

"That's right!"

Mu Jingshen nodded approvingly: "The chaos of this world has just begun, and martial arts training is a must!" ”

Saying that, he came to his senses again.

Facing the wind and snow, Mu Jing boxed in the courtyard, and the boxing method was filled with the foundation building method of Taiping Dao, and under the operation of blood and qi, the absorbed medicinal power began to be integrated into the meridians.

"There's something special about his punch!"

Huang Zhong was wearing a robe, standing next to him, his eyes flashing with a touch of essence: "It has the effect of easy tendon and marrow washing!" ”

"The foundation building method handed down by my Taiping Dao ancestor Nanhua Immortal is naturally extraordinary!" Zhang Huo's injuries were almost recovered, he stood beside Huang Zhong, and his eyes also watched Mu Jing practice boxing.

The foundation of the martial arts is built by the martial arts, and the foundation of the martial arts is in the meridians and bones, and the foundation building method that can have the effect of washing the marrow and changing the tendons is rare in the world, which is the foundation of the Taiping Dao.

"It is rumored that the Nanhua Immortal has broken through the supreme realm of martial arts, I wonder if it is true?" Huang Zhong said suddenly.

As a martial artist, he also travels the world, so he naturally hears some legends in the martial arts world.

Nanhua Immortal is regarded as the first person in martial arts today.

Someone once said that Nanhua has broken the realm of Yuangang and entered an unprecedented realm of martial arts, and there are also legends that say so, after Nanhua passed on the art of Zhang Jiao, he has already sat down, but the legend is a legend after all, no one has seen the facts.

Because Nanhua has not appeared in the world for 20 years.

"I don't know!"

Zhang Huo shook his head: "Only great sages and good teachers have seen immortals, how can we possibly see immortals, immortals have long disappeared from this world!" ”

"It's a pity!"

Huang Zhong said: "It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to look up to such a martial arts ancestor!" ”

Nanhua Immortal can be known as an immortal, and that is because his martial arts have surpassed the realm of mortals.

……

In the next few days, Mu Jing indulged in martial arts training.

Although his progress was not very good, and his strength and speed had not increased much, he felt that he had strengthened a lot of foundation, and the blood and qi in his body had also been consolidated a lot, and he was not far from the realm of playing the Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound and building the foundation of Dacheng.

If he could, Mu Jing wanted to hide in the mansion to learn literature and martial arts, but the world was up to him.

He is not a white man now, he is not only the prince of the Xi'e Township Mansion, a proton imprisoned in the capital, but also a person with an official position, as an official position with a rank of six hundred stones, comparable to the status of a county order, how could the Son of Heaven let him be so idle.

After the 11th and 15th, Mu Jing officially began to work in the Han Dynasty.

……

Printing Superintendent.

This official office did not exist before, it was an official office opened up by the Son of Heaven in the last month, and it was not subject to the checks and balances of the imperial court, and was directly under the command of the Son of Heaven.

And this time, the Son of Heaven can be described as vigorous and resolute, directly requisitioning some houses in the west of the city as official offices, and then in just half a month, according to the requirements of Mu Jing, selected talents from some work supervisors in the imperial court to complete the establishment.

There are more than 20 people in the entire printing superintendent, with a superintendent order, and under the superintendent, there is the supervisor, and then there are the minor officials such as the main book, the supervisor, and the petty officials.

Morning.

Facing the wind and snow, Mu Jing took Huang Zhong as the leader and Huo Shao's four guards into the official office of the printing superintendent.

"We're here to see Lord Order!"

In the official office, everyone has received the news and has been waiting for a long time.

"Colleagues, don't be polite!"

Mu Jing smiled and helped everyone up: "Mu Jing is young, and his majesty has to pay attention to it, and he will be the supervisor of the printing superintendent, and we will be regarded as the same house in the future, if there is any shortcoming, please take care of it!" ”

He is young, he will be unpopular, and he needs to show favor with weakness and slowly figure it out.

"This prison order is so young!"

"Looks kind!"

"It shouldn't be difficult to get along with!"

Everyone's eyes began to look at Mujing inadvertently, they all felt Mujing's youth, and they also began to figure out Mujing's character.

"Lord Order!" As a deputy, the supervisor is the second-in-command of the seal supervisor, and he walked up with a smile and bowed.

This prisoner is also an acquaintance.

He was a very young eunuch.

It just happened to be Zhao Zhong's righteous son, Zhao Xin.

The Son of Heaven will use someone to monitor Mu Jing, and using him to monitor Mu Jing can be regarded as a trust in Mu Jing, which is already a very good result.

"Grandpa Zhao, we're meeting again!" Mu Jing squinted slightly, playfully saying.

"yes!"

Zhao Xin was quite emotional, before he thought that Mu Jing was a businessman who wanted to lean on his father-in-law's thigh, but he didn't expect to change into a hot nobleman in today's Luoyang, and at the age of thirteen, he won the official position of 600 stones, becoming the youngest official in the entire imperial court.

"I hope that Zhao Gonggong will be promoted in the future!" Mu Jing bowed.

"The order is gracious!"

Zhao Xin remembered some of the words that his father-in-law said in the palace, and his heart suddenly burst out, and he hurriedly lowered his posture.

The importance of the seal supervisor is unknown to others, but Zhao Zhong naturally knows that he knows the high expectations given to this official office by today, so he specially arranged for his righteous son to be a prisoner.

"This is ......"

"I am the chief bookkeeper of the printing superintendent, Fan Ji, the word Meng Yu!"

"Master Fan, please take care of me in the future!"

"The Supervisor ordered me to kill me!"

“……”

"I don't know what position this brother is!"

"In Xia Zuoyong, the word Zixu is the supervisor of the paper workshop!"

"Zuo Yong, I don't know if it has anything to do with Zuo Boke!"

"Uncle Zuo is the elder brother!"

"Disrespectful!"

“……”

“……”

For a morning, the entire officials of the Seal Prison spent time in mutual politeness and mutual understanding.

In the afternoon, Mu Jing began the formal entry process.

The Superintendent of Printing and Printing manages two newly established workshops, the existence of which is of great significance, as the name suggests, is papermaking, and printing is movable type printing.

Mu Jing used this invention beyond the times to impress the world-renowned Confucian Cai Yong among the Confucian sects, and finally let this clear stream of scholar forces stand on his side and lay the victory in the court.

Paper has been around for many years, but because the cost is relatively high and the process is more difficult, although many people use it in the Western Han Dynasty, the use of bamboo slips and cloth has not been completely banned, and bamboo slips and cloth are basically used.

It was not until the emergence of Caihou paper that the situation changed slightly, but there is still some distance from the world's abandonment of bamboo and silk, and the use of paper, after all, the process of Caihou paper is not perfect enough.

Mu Jing used to do waste paper recycling business in the previous life, so he has some understanding of the process in this regard.

There is a papermaking process that can change this era.

He just would.

This is how paper is made from bamboo.

The process is somewhat complex, but it represents a milestone in the breakthrough of papermaking.

As for movable type printing, Mujing is completely blind.

It's not a Meng, he knows the process of this process, but he hasn't studied it, he hasn't done it, he can't make it, he actually doesn't have a big grasp, but at that time, if he wanted to impress a Confucian like Cai Yong, he could only take risks.

Cai Yong was really moved.

Because he knew very well that once the success of movable type printing technology would bring many changes to the world, it would be an earth-shaking change, and that would be the progress of the times, so even though he was obviously a little prejudiced against the yellow scarf, he still chose to persuade Lu Zhi, Wang Yun and others to speak for Mushan.

This craft is ahead of the times, and it will also break the dependence of this era on scholars, and will impact the balance of the entire Shilin system.

The Son of Heaven wanted to use this craft to break the balance of the scholars.

Mu Jing also wanted to use this craft to establish his reputation in Shilin.

Therefore, the establishment of the printing supervision cannot afford failure.

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