Chapter 76 Rough Paper Book
Continuous spring rain fell for five days, followed by a clear sunny day.
The farmers are seizing the time to be busy in the fields, like bees flying among the flowers.
At this time, the evil landlord class was setting up an awning on the edge of the field, boiling hot tea, freezing fine wine, placing cream cakes, and enjoying the spring sunshine.
Frederick sat on the carpet, picked the milkvetch beside him and made a purple garland.
With the affairs of the territory settled, he had time to come and play with the little girl.
“Mary!” Frederick shouted, and Maria, wearing hunting clothes, ran over immediately.
Frederick stood up and put the wreath on the little girl's head.
Maria immediately laughed and ran to the flower field to ask her mother if she looked good.
Sofia set up a drawing board and drew the purple ocean in front of her.
Under the awning, Archduke Dahlberg of Mainz listened quietly to Frederick's story about the causes and consequences of his father becoming a saint and what happened in Constantbulo.
After listening, Dahlberg drank half a glass of beer, was silent for a moment, and finally said: "There are so many things I want to say, and I don’t know where to start."
< br>At first he thought that Frederick came to him privately to borrow money because he was short of money, but he did not expect that it would be such a big event.
“Let’s talk about the simple things first.” Dahlberg put down his wine glass and picked up a piece of cream cake to eat. “Constanbul is doing pretty well. The Wesson family lacks accumulation and doesn’t have many talents. Use this method to win over them."
"What I am most satisfied with is that you let the church fight with that Phocas. How many people have lived for decades to understand this truth."
"Tell me about that cathedral, what do you think?"
After that, he looked at the rendering of the church aside and took another sip of beer.
Frederick came here mainly to play with Maria, and secondly to seek some consensus with the Grand Duke of Mainz on some issues.
"The Germans are like weeds in the field now." He said slowly, "The Germans need someone to weave them into a rope."
Dalber Ge's eyes suddenly became sharp and he looked at Frederick steadily.
After a while, he talked about a seemingly unrelated matter: "Last year, there was a serious conflict between the Piast Kingdom and the Osmaga Empire. What do you think the cause was?"
Fitter Lie shook his head. The Piast Kingdom is located in the northeast of Wesen Territory, north of the Osmaga Empire, and to the west is the original territory of the Second Pulan Empire, which is too far away.
Dahlberg took a sip of wine and spoke in a tone like a volcano about to erupt: "The Piast Kingdom and the Osmaga Empire compete for the area from the east bank of the Elbe River to the Odra River. The land that originally belonged to the Second Pulan Empire was controlled by the Germans.”
“The people living there are now pig knuckles that the Venedes and Goths eat! ! ”
“Haha, now it depends on which one is more powerful, the hussars of the Piast Kingdom or the hussars of the Osmaga Empire, and which one can dominate the Germans? ! ! ”
After saying that, he drank the beer in the big glass in one gulp.
Frederick picked up the wine barrel and poured wine into the empty glass, understanding what he meant.
The Goths of the Osmaga Empire belong to a branch of the Germans. Their language is similar to that of the Rhine League, but their customs vary somewhat depending on the region.
If the Germans are pure tofu, the Goths are tofu with some kind of seasoning, and were expelled from the tofu by Dahlberg.
In the eyes of the Grand Duke of Mainz, the upcoming war was a fight between two robbers in their own homes to decide who would take their property.
"I know what you mean," said Frederick, who had been in this situation once before.
Dahlberg took a sip of beer, picked up Frederick's portion of cream cake and ate it. After eating, he took another sip of beer to calm down.
Frederick was speechless. He wanted to wait until Maria came back from playing enough to eat with her.
Dahlberg put down his glass and asked him: "What are you going to do?"
Frederick took the basket covered with cloth behind him and took out a thick book from it Passed it over.
Dahlberg took over the world's 10th thread-bound paper engraving-printed "Holy Scripture" with questions all over his head.
This spring, Katie and Koehler started trying to make paper from pine wood and achieved initial success. Frederick took out the papal canon that Archbishop Victor had given him on Winter Spiritual Day last year. He first carved the wooden board, then cast the copper plate, and then used Katie's improved oil paints as ink, and made a test print not long ago.
After making several mistakes at the beginning, the "Sacred Scripture" whose quality will not be chased by the Church of Light has finally been printed, but the cost has not been calculated yet. Compared with parchment paper It is bound to be much cheaper.
Some of these books were collected, and some were quickly sent to Richard Naer and the others in the holy city. Frederick brought one of them.
Dahlberg flipped through it and asked: "What is this made of?"
Frederick replied: "Things like wood are lighter and cheaper than parchment, and ordinary families can buy them. "
"It can not only print the Holy Scriptures, but also other books."
"I have a lot of books shipped from Constantbul, and I plan to form one. Translation Court, print all those books into Rhineland."
"I also plan to take some German books, folk tales and songs, edit them and print them."
"Others can come to me to print books. If they are in foreign languages, let the translation court translate them into Rhineland."
"I also plan to build a library to collect all kinds of books that can be found through printing and translation. Plant books and make it a palace of knowledge for the Germans.”
“I want to ask you a favor.”
Dahlberg immediately understood the meaning and was already excited. His face turned red, and when he heard that he wanted to help, he immediately asked: "What do you want me to do?!"
Frederick said: "I would like to ask His Excellency the Grand Duke to organize someone to compile a Rhineland dictionary to unify The writing and standard language of the Germain people everywhere”
Then he said in a very low voice: "Someone is going to translate the "Holy Scripture" into Rhineland..."
"Okay!" Dahlberg yelled, "I will be responsible for this matter. Go back and make arrangements immediately tomorrow!”
The faction in the Church of Light that wants to translate the Holy Scriptures has an inextricable relationship with his agent. Frederick found out about it from Archbishop Victor.
Dahlberg asked again: "Is there anything else I can do to help?"
Of course Frederick would not miss the opportunity, and said a little embarrassedly: "Build a library It’s very expensive. Although you can make money by buying books in the future, you still need some start-up capital.”
Dahlberg was silent, his big rough hands stroking the rough gray paper on the cover of the "Holy Scripture", as if hesitating about something.
Frederick felt a little uneasy, fearing that he would be angry because of this.
After a while, Dahlberg gritted his teeth and said: "No problem, I still have some private money here. I originally planned to leave it to my children after my death, but I have used it for you to build a library."< br>
Frederick immediately said: "Thank you for your generosity, this library will be named in your name and will always open its door to your family."
"No need." Dalber Ge shook his head slightly, looked at the mountains in the distance, and said in a somewhat ethereal tone: "Call it 'Edelweiss'. I hope those Goths don't forget something important."
Frederick was startled and immediately understood what he meant. No matter whether you add salt, sugar or chili to tofu, it is still tofu.
At this time Maria ran over with a wreath and asked Dahlberg: "Godfather, why are you shouting so loudly?"
Dahlberg reached out and touched Mary. Maria, with black hair on her head, asked softly: "Now that Philip is often away from home, can I ask Frederick to come and play with you often?"
Maria immediately nodded and said, "Okay. !”
Then she looked at Frederick and asked, “Do you really come to play with me often?”
Frederick replied with a slight smile: "Of course it's true."
"That's great!" Maria jumped up with joy, then pulled Frederick up, "Let's go play Turn your wings and see who can fly far!"
Frederick nodded to Dahlberg, then stood up and played with Maria as a wooden dragonfly.
Dahlberg sat there, constantly groping for the rough "Holy Scripture" in his hands, slowly opening the book, and reading word by word, sentence by sentence, his expression was so pious and serious.
(End of this chapter)