Today was the day to send Lady Ye off on the second day of the second lunar year.
In other words, when the New Year of the deceased relatives was over, their relatives in the world would send them back to the netherworld. All the clansmen attended the ceremony to send Lady Ye back. At the same time, it was also the day that Wang Ting had specially prepared for her coronation.
When they arrived at the ancestral shrine, it was actually just a stone house. Inside, it was filled with the memorial tablets of the Wang family's deceased ancestors. In front of the memorial tablet was an offering table. There were all kinds of offerings on the table, and in the middle was a large incense burner.
After Wang Ting and the others sent Lady Ye off, he began his crowning ceremony.
The crowning ceremony was hosted by the grandfather clan leader.
According to the etiquette, the clan leader first recounted the achievements of the royal court in front of the ancestral tablets. He emphasized the changes that the royal court had brought to the clan and the ideals of leading the clan to prosperity in the future. Wang Ting then refilled the incense burner and kneeled down to mess up the long hair. He let the other people in the clan tie their hair in the style of adults. After tying their hair, the clan leader arranged for them to wear adult clothes. In the end, the clan leader gave a congratulatory speech to Wang Ting. The gist of it was that on this beautiful and auspicious day, he would add adult clothes to you. Please give up your childish ambition and cultivate the sentiments of adults; Keep your dignity and cultivate your virtue; I wish you great fortune.
The most important thing that the clan leader did not forget was that Wang Sheng had officially changed his name to Wang Ting, also known as Zichang. Then, he chose an auspicious day to inform his relatives and friends.
Wang Ting finally completed his crowning ceremony, and he felt inexplicably much more relaxed.
It was not yet the fifth day of the lunar new year. Unexpectedly, there were already people fleeing from the border, making the peaceful mountain village a little busy. Fortunately, there were not many people, about a thousand people. As the work arrangements were made, the village returned to its happy new year.
The champion and runner-up of the tenth day of Chinese chess were out. The champion was Xi Zhicai, the runner-up was Liu Ba, and the runner-up was Guo Qi.
The champions and runners-up of Eleven Gouji were out. The champion was Qi Hui, the runner-up was Huo Jun, and the third place was Xia Wu.
The results of the 12 Go matches were also out. The champion was Ying Rong, the runner-up was Xi Zhicai, and the runner-up was Hua Tuo.
On the 13th was the result of the mahjong match. The champion was Mi Jing, the runner-up was Huang Zhong, and the third place was Dian Wei.
The 14th was the day when the winners, runner-ups, and third runner-ups would be awarded. Wang Ting had already said that there would be prizes, and they would be unexpected prizes.
Accompanied by the music, the champions came to the stage.
"Young Master Wang Ting, please present the grand prize to the champions!”As soon as the host, Gan Lu, finished speaking, Wang Ting walked onto the stage with a smile. A red cloth covered a corner of the stage. Wang Ting removed the red cloth with his hand, revealing a table full of gifts wrapped in paper.
Then, Wang Ting took the gifts and handed them to the four champions one by one. They didn't know what kind of prizes Wang Ting had placed inside, so they all curiously carried the gifts down the stage and placed them on their respective tables.
"Open it and see what it is. It actually made Young Master Wang wrap it up so mysteriously!”
Everyone could not wait to open the outer layer. There was actually another layer inside, which aroused everyone's curiosity. In front of the award winners were layers of people.
The last layer of paper was finally opened, revealing a few exquisite thread-bound books.
"It's a book. It's a book that we printed ourselves. It's really exquisite!”
"So this is the new book!”
"What kind of books are these? This is (The Return of the Condor Heroes).”
"This is ((Legend of the Condor Heroes)), what is that?”
"This is, this is (Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai)!”
"There's another one, let's see what it is. It's called ((Chinese Pinyin)).”
"Is there anything else? Let's see what it is…"
The prize shocked everyone. The book had finally appeared. The book that changed the course of history had finally been successfully printed by Lu Feng and the others under Wang Ting's guidance. Although many things were not perfect, it was enough to shock the world. These books were definitely the first books in the world to be printed using printing.
Their books had already been divided by the crowd. The winner did not care about the content of the book. He only stared at the person who was reading, afraid that the heartless person would accidentally destroy it. He was even more afraid that someone would hide it when he wasn't paying attention. This was really a priceless treasure that could be passed down from generation to generation. Why didn't he hurry up and keep a close eye on it?
Wang Ting, Lu Feng, and the others, who had long known about this, smiled as they watched the crowd fight to see what was going on. New things were always fresh, let alone things that could shock the world.
"Young Master, our printing workshop can already print according to the process you have set. We have already printed about 200 copies of each book.”
Other than being happy with everyone, Lu Feng did not forget to ask about serious matters.
"Yes, we should plan it well. Other than keeping a portion for ourselves, we should give the rest to Mei Zhu and let him bribe the people in the imperial court as gifts. We also have to give a portion of it to a few great scholars of the present age to attract them to come and help us complete the compilation of the ((Huaxia Chinese dictionary))!”
"Young Master's arrangement is very reasonable. I'll arrange for someone to send it to Mei Zhu in the next few days!”
"The cement workshop can also be mass-produced. I wonder when it can be used?”Xi Zhicai had unknowingly arrived at Wang Ting's place.
"Hey, aren't you afraid that your book will be snatched away instead of reading it?”Lu Feng asked.
"Ha, in the future, we will have plenty of books like this. Besides, there were only these few books now. No one could hide them even if they wanted to.”
"You, you, ha…"
"As soon as the weather gets warm, we'll start immediately. As long as we can start construction, we'll start. There are already people in distress who have arrived, but we don't know when they'll arrive again.”
Wang Ting didn't continue to stay there. Although he looked happy, he was from his previous life, after all. These things were nothing in his eyes. He was the only one at home. The others were still watching the scene excitedly.
It was true that the book was a divine artifact, but the story inside made people unable to take their eyes off it. The few of them simply sat on the stool and read it. It would not be useful even if the owner came to ask for it. If you were to be provoked again, the person reading the book would open his bloody mouth and bite the outstretched hand. Seeing such a scene, no one dared to force their way over. He could only negotiate with the reader like a grandson. After reading it, he had to return it to him. As the owner, he had not read it yet.
"If I had known it was such a good thing, why didn't I participate in the competition back then? My level is not inferior to theirs! Regret, I really regret it!" This was the thought of those who still knew how to play the game without receiving any gifts.
"I hope that Young Master will hold it a few more times in the future. I will definitely participate next time and make Young Master reward me with such a good prize!”
The people in the auditorium did not leave from morning to afternoon. Everyone was reluctant to leave. Not only that, but there were also people who heard about it and rushed over.
When the sky was completely dark, Mi Jing, Gan Lu, Hua Tuo, and Wang Jian rushed back with books in their arms, only to see the four of them panting heavily.
"Why are you all in such a sorry state? It's winter now. No matter how warm the indoors are, there shouldn't be such a big man coming out, right?”
"Sigh, it's all because of you, kid. This old man and Gan Lu also served as guards for the two people who won the prize. They were all crowded by the commoners. They could not beat or scold them. If it were not for the fact that it was dark and everyone was too embarrassed to take them home, they really did not know how to end this!”Wang Jian smiled helplessly at Wang Ting.
"Go wash up and change your clothes. I've been waiting for you to come back for dinner.”
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This time, the storm of books was far from over. Now, almost everyone in the village was discussing the stories of Yang Guo, Xiao Longnu, Guo Jing, and the other heroes in the book. You told me one part, and I told you another part. It became a hot topic for everyone in the village.
"Young Master, do you think that there is really a peerless martial art recorded in the Eighteen Dragon Palms Lamp Book Mountain?”Great Swordsman Wang Jian couldn't help but ask Wang Ting after he finished reading the Legend of the Condor Heroes.
"Ha, my Great Swordsman, I don't know if there's one. If there's no Great Swordsman, why don't you create it yourself according to the book?”
"Do you think martial arts is as easy as anything else? What nonsense!" Wang Jian did not want to discuss this with Wang Ting anymore. What were they talking about? Was martial arts created just because they said so? However, this kid's concealed weapon technique is similar to Eastern Evil's concealed weapon technique. My lightness skill hasn't reached the level of Traceless Stepping on Snow yet. I wonder if I can achieve it in my lifetime. Great Swordsman Wang couldn't help but compare the kung fu of the characters in the book.
The conversation continued until the 15th day of the first lunar month was interrupted by a lively day.
On the evening of the 15th, many bonfires were lit on the stone roads on both sides of the stream. The commoners came out of their homes. One family brought this dish, and the other brought another dish. Anyway, everyone brought their dishes and sat around the bonfire. The happiness in his heart was like a bonfire that was burning. This was the bonfire party that the royal court had organized for the people on the fifteenth day of the month. There were people talking loudly beside each bonfire, and there were also people dancing beside the fire. Some were unrestrained, some were enchanting. Anyway, with the help of alcohol, everyone recalled the past and imagined the beauty of the future.
Wang Ting's first Han Dynasty Spring Festival in the Great Han Dynasty was celebrated with great fanfare. However, the hearts of the people did not forget this year that was deeply imprinted in their minds. Only such a year could be considered a happy one. Many years later, those old people who had experienced it would still talk about it with relish to their descendants.
He had finally finished writing, and now he had to plan and arrange the chapters to go out. These were to lay the foundation for the royal court to conquer the world. The modern thinking was that although a person had a thousand years of knowledge, they could not have civil officials and generals all at once. The foundation was the most important. Although the descriptions of life scenes were a little too much, for Wang Ting at this moment, change was created in the ordinary.
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