It's a new day.

Morning court.

His Majesty Li Shimin, the leader of imperialism, looked down on his ministers, and always felt that the atmosphere was a little different from yesterday.

The generals still looked the same, sleeping when they should sleep, and napping when they should take a nap. The listless look makes people speechless.

Looking at the civil servants again, they were originally energetic in the court, with fighting spirit, and most of the civil servants who looked like they were injected with blood were in absent-minded.

This made Li Shimin, who had always been calm and confident that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his expression, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused and coughed: "Since the Eastern Han Dynasty, many ancient books have undergone hundreds of years of changes, some have been damaged, some have been lost, and some have lost their original meaning after several revisions.

Now, I want to invest 5,000 guan by the treasury, and Hongwenguan takes the lead in integrating the two books "Er Ya" and "Shuowen Jiezi" to combine these two books into one, and compile the more authoritative "Cihai of the Tang Dynasty". What do you think?"

"Your Majesty is wise, I will discuss it."

Attached...attached?

Looking at the expressions of the civil servants below, "We're waiting for you to say this" and Li Shimin almost broke his waist.

When did these guys be so easy to talk to? Have they all been dropped?

For the money, Li Shimin prepared for a day and two nights, and thought about all kinds of reasons, but in the end it was useless.

Is this unscientific?

Li Shimin fell into deep self-doubt, frowned and thought for a long time, and decided to try again.

"Well, everyone may not have heard it clearly just now. What I said was five thousand guan, not five hundred guan."

"I heard nothing wrong with me, I will approve it."

Li Shimin suddenly felt a little regretful.

If I had known that such an outrageous thing as five thousand guan would be able to pass a book, I would have proposed to use ten thousand guan to cultivate Renshou Palace.

Given that all the civil and military officials looked unrestrained, the morning court could not continue, after Li Shimin got the money as he wished, he directly announced that the court would be dismissed.

Then, a strange scene happened.

I saw a group of officials led by Kong Yingda, Cen Wenben, Yan brothers and others hurried out in a hurry. Everyone was holding a small notebook in their hands. When they went out, even those big and round generals did not snatch them.

Such an intriguing scene fell into Li Shimin's eyes and became more and more strange. He slowly walked to Changsun Wuji and whispered to the eight or nine people who left: "Wuji, what are they doing?"

"The old minister doesn't know, but their actions today are really abnormal."

Changsun Wuji narrowed his eyes. Judging from his experience, using 5,000 guan to compile a book would definitely be a mess. In the past, Yu Zhining, Kong Yingda, and Gao Shilian would definitely use various reasons to stop it.

But today, these people didn't stop them.

In fact, these people not only did not stop them, but according to the circumstances at that time, they seemed to be eager to do so.

Li Shimin smiled and looked at the direction where the few people left: "Follow up, I'm also very curious about what these old guys are doing."

Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, and Du Ruhui are naturally incompetent. If the emperor wants to go and see, then follow him.

After going around and following Kong Yingda and his group, Li Shimin soon arrived at the destination of this trip, Hongwenguan.

Then, he saw a strange scene.

In the lecture hall used by Hongwenguan to teach Li Chengqian, Lu Deming, Kong Yingda and other old guys who were supposed to be teachers were sitting below like elementary school students, each with a small notebook to keep recording something.

In front, Li Chengqian, who was supposed to be a student, was holding a small white strip in his hand, and kept writing ghost painting talismans that no one knew about him on a black board.

abcdefg….

While writing, he also explained: "You can see that this is the phonetic symbols summarized in recent times. Through some simple combinations, you can easily pronounce the text.

As long as you master this phonetic symbol, even a child can easily read books such as "The Great Learning" and "The Doctrine of the Mean".

Therefore, this requires that when we compile "Cihai of the Tang Dynasty", we not only need to write a search directory for characters that are searched according to radicals, but also a search directory for characters that are searched according to phonetic symbols. In this way, as long as we know the pronunciation of a word, even if we can't write it, we can easily query it."

Li Chengqian was not ashamed of using 26 letters as phonetic symbols. The Infant Kingdom of this era was still speaking Celtic, and the Romans had only twenty-three letters of Latin. Therefore, the phonetic symbols of 26 letters were created by my buddies themselves, and at most they were just referenced to Latin.

Below, a half-large old man raised his hand: "Your Highness, can you give an example? Caomin is not familiar with this."

Yes, the grass-roots are not old ministers or old men.

Li Chengqian glanced at him and said with a smile: "Mr. Wei, Caomin's claim to be like this is a bit too late. I think you are at home now, but your father has not found a suitable location to arrange it."

Mr. Wei, also known as Wei Zheng, smiled lonelyly: "Your Highness does not need to comfort Wei. Wei has already expected this ending today. Now he can be invited by Your Highness to participate in the compilation of the book "Cihai of the Tang Dynasty". He is already satisfied and no longer expects anything else."

The pretentiousness of cultural people.

Li Chengqian shrugged. Whether Wei Zheng would resurrect or not, when would it resurrect? That was the old man's business and had nothing to do with him, the prince. It was better to have less than more things. He didn't want to get involved.

"Okay, since Mr. Wei has asked, I will give you an example."

To change the topic, Li Chengqian turned around and wrote a line of words on the simple blackboard: Cultivate oneself, manage the family, govern the country, and pacify the world.

Then, on top of each character, it was marked in pinyin.

"You can take a look. This is the marking method summarized by Gu during this period. The twenty-six phonetic symbols are sorted out according to different pronunciations, and the twenty-three initials and twenty-four finals are combined together, and then the four tones of ups and downs can be pronounced for most of the text."

Brush brush...

The answer to Li Chengqian is a recording of sound.

Outside the lecture hall, the great Emperor looked at Li Chengqian who was talking and was completely confused.

Is that my son inside?

Although Lao Li is not a literati in the traditional sense, he also knows that the emergence of phonetic symbols is enough to change the future educational pattern of the Tang Dynasty. In a sense, Li Chengqian has already booked an opportunity to keep his name in history in advance. As long as "The Cihai of the Tang Dynasty" is released, this kid's status in the cultural circle will inevitably surpass his father.
Chapter completed!