Author: big bell

The depths of Mount Saga were originally a place where ferocious beasts gathered, but at this moment it looked very solemn. The tigers roared and the cranes no longer roared. The beasts chased and disappeared, but in exchange there was no trace of the beast within a ten-mile radius.

Not far away, a place was opened up by humans, and new wooden houses were built. From under the wooden houses, rough shouts and screams of frightened sounds could be heard from time to time.

This is a large cottage, with people moving around in the cottage, and three or five people patrolling back and forth from time to time.

"Master, we have made great achievements this time. We have kidnapped dozens of girls, which is enough for our copycat to live happily for a few days."

It was the second boss who spoke.

"Brother, we are not bad either. All the beasts around us have been wiped out. No, we have brought back a lot of meat. We can get drunk tonight."

The Third Master said unwillingly.

The leader nodded approvingly, but glanced around and asked, "Where is the military advisor?"

"This will definitely attract the attention of Qin Dynasty. Will the military advisor deploy defenses?"

"The military advisor is dedicated."

The head of the family nodded and said: "Gong Xiang has told you that you must be careful and plunder as much food as possible during this period, and have enough weapons and other supplies. When the tyrant makes an eastward patrol, that will be the day when we take the lead."

"We will obey it."

The three of them laughed and walked inside one after another, where there were waves of screams and gasps.

Ying Zheng has endless government affairs to deal with every day and is very busy.

In the eyes of the people, he was a tyrant, but in fact, he was a diligent monarch. He would personally read every memorial submitted, so that he could be seen busy every moment.

In front of him were numerous bamboo scrolls, piled up like a mountain on the desk, and Ying Zheng looked at each one so seriously.

"This damn document is so cumbersome."

Yes, he was exhausted from facing this thing day and night, but the government had to make him do this.

He had a good habit of transcribing every government matter himself. This work was originally done by Zhao Gao, but Zhao Gao was sent out to do important things by him, so he naturally had to do it himself.

After a while, he stretched out, got up to relax his muscles and bones, and walked on the path as a habit. If it was normal, he would definitely go to the flower garden of Yinman to have a look, but today he changed his focus and went to see Fusu.

.

Since Chunyu Yue was sent to Chang'an Township, Fusu rarely spent time with him. Ying Zheng went to see if his son had changed.

"His Majesty."

When the attendants around Fusu saw His Majesty arriving, they were frightened and hurriedly knelt on the ground to pay their respects.

"Don't make any noise!" Ying Zheng motioned to the waiter to step aside, then tiptoed into Fusu's study.

At this moment, Fusu was carefully looking at a yellowish object. The object was square, slightly smaller than a bamboo scroll, but very novel.

It's thin and has never been seen before.

This is something Han Shaofu personally sent over yesterday. He said it was called paper and was used for writing.

Fusu was particularly curious, so he took the pen and touched it lightly, leaving a clear trace of inkstone on it, and then wrote the word "Su", which was very clever.

"You can indeed write!"

Surprised, he continued writing, and unknowingly, he wrote all his favorite words on it without any sense of inconsistency.

“This is a great thing!”

So, he wrote a big book and a few sheets of paper.

Ying Zheng came over and saw Fu Su's serious look. He felt relieved and secretly thought that his son had indeed improved after leaving Chunyu Yue, so he wanted to see what his son was writing.

After taking a closer look, he found something was wrong. His son was writing. It was true, but the thing he was writing on was not a bamboo scroll, but something thin and light-looking.

This thing actually clearly recorded the words written by Fu Su, and it was so natural.

After writing one page, Fusu changed another one and continued writing.

He quickly finished writing several pieces, and then Fusu stacked them all together. It was only a little bit, and it seemed like nothing when he picked it up.

"What an amazing thing."

Ying Zheng pondered, then slowly spoke, "What is this?"

Only then did Fusu realize that his father had arrived. He quickly saluted and said hello, and then said, "This is paper, for writing."

"Paper?" Ying Zheng was extremely curious, so he stepped forward and tried it too. Sure enough, it was light and practical, much better than the bulky bamboo scroll.

For a moment, his mind became active: This thing is light and does not take up space. If all the bamboo scrolls on his desk were replaced with this thing, wouldn't it be much more convenient?

Hehe! It seems possible.

Ying Zheng was overjoyed and asked: "Do you still have this thing? I ordered someone to send some to Zhangtai Palace."

Fusu was embarrassed. In fact, Han Kuang ordered only to send this little. He had already used a lot and there was not much left. How could he send a little bit of this? He is a monarch! It would be an insult to the emperor.

"I don't have much, so I am guilty." He quickly knelt down to plead guilty.

Ying Zheng was disappointed, but he could not blame Fu Su, so he asked: "Where did this thing come from? Who produced it?"

"I don't know, but it was sent by Mr. Han as a gift."

Fu Su and Han Kuang Ling usually have a good relationship, and they will send over any new things.

"Summon Master Han, I want to know who came from this thing."

Ying Zheng was calm and calm, but the urgency in his heart was not revealed. Yes, it was urgency. He saw something in this thing.

Soon, Han Kuangling was summoned, and he revealed that it was Li Zhao.

In fact, after knowing the practicality of paper, Han Kuangling immediately went to the Dongjiao Paper Shop, but he could buy too little, so he asked who made it in order to ask for more.

But after investigating Chang'an Township, he hesitated, because that was the place of Li Zhao, a disgusting man who was deeply favored by the emperor, and he did not dare to investigate further. Later, he learned from some scholars that the shop

The shopkeeper Xiao He once said that it was made by his young master.

Xiao He came from Chang'an Township, and the only owner of Chang'an Township was Li Zhao.

"Li Zhao?" Ying Zheng smiled half-heartedly, with a hint of surprise on his brows, "Did he really do it?"

Yes, he still remembered that Li Zhao mentioned "paper" in his voice at the court meeting, and also mentioned that paper could replace bamboo scrolls, etc. It seems that he did it.

"What's the price of this item?"

"One Qin and a half, two or two, if you buy in large quantities, one Qin and a half, two or three." Han Kuangling said truthfully.

"One Qin and a half two?" Ying Zheng's face showed surprise, and his smile bloomed.

This is an astonishing number, one and a half, two, two or even three. What does this mean? It means that a large number of students can use it, and students from poor families do not need to be poorer because they have to take the imperial examination.

Paper is a necessary thing for students. If everyone can use it, doesn't it mean that there is no need to worry about talent issues?

This was a move of great significance and a sign of great prosperity for the Qin Dynasty.

"That boy is indeed very human!"

With these words of extreme admiration, Li Zhao's status was once again elevated.
Chapter completed!