Daqin: Qin Shihuang can hear my heart

Chapter 49 Qin Shihuang Discovered Paper

In the depths of Saga Mountain, it was originally a place where ferocious beasts gather, but at this moment it looks very stern, the roar of tigers and cranes is gone, and the pursuit of animals has disappeared, but in exchange for it, there are no traces of beasts in a radius of ten miles.

Not far away, a place was artificially opened up, and new wooden houses were built. Under the wooden houses, there were violent shouts and screams from time to time.

This is a very large cottage, and the shadows in the cottage are shaking, and from time to time there are three or five people patrolling back and forth.

"Big boss, we made a contribution this time, taking dozens of girls away, enough for our cottager to live happily for a few days."

It was the second master who spoke.

"Brother, we're not bad either. All the ferocious beasts around have been wiped out. No, we brought back a lot of meat. We'll get drunk tonight."

The third master refused to admit defeat and said.

The head of the family nodded approvingly, but scanned his eyes and asked, "Where is the military advisor?"

"This time will definitely attract the attention of Tyrant Qin, and the military division will set up defense?"

"Military divisions are dedicated."

The head of the family nodded, and then said: "Xiang Gong told you, you must be careful. During this period of time, try to plunder as much food as possible, and have sufficient reserves of weapons and the like. When the tyrant is on his eastward tour, it will be our first day."

"I will wait for it."

The three of them laughed and walked in one by one. There, there were bursts of screaming and panting.

Yingzheng has endless government affairs to deal with every day, and he is very busy.

In the eyes of the people, he is a tyrant, but in fact, he is a diligent monarch. He must personally read all the memorials submitted, so that he is busy every moment.

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

"This damn copy is extremely cumbersome."

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

He has a good habit of transcribing all government affairs himself.Zhao Gao originally did this work, but Zhao Gao was sent out by him to handle important matters, so naturally he had to do it himself.

After a while, he stretched his waist, got up to loosen his muscles and bones, and habitually walked up that path. If it was normal, he would definitely go to Yinman's flower garden, but today he changed his mind and went to see Fusu .

Since Chun Yuyue was sent to Chang'an Township, Fu Su seldom stayed with him. Ying Zheng wanted to see if his son had changed.

"His Majesty."

Seeing His Majesty approaching, the attendants around Fusu were terrified and quickly prostrated themselves on the ground to salute.

"Don't say anything!" Ying Zheng signaled the servants to step aside, then tiptoed into Fusu's study.

At this moment, Fusu is carefully looking at a yellowed object, which is boxy, slightly smaller than a bamboo scroll, but very novel.

It's thin, never seen before.

This is what Han Shaofu personally sent over yesterday, saying that it is called paper for writing.

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

"Sure enough, I can write!"

Surprised, he continued to write, and unknowingly, he wrote all his favorite words on it, without any sense of disobedience.

"This thing is good!"

So, he wrote a lot of books, and he wrote a few pages full.

Yingzheng came over, seeing Fusu's serious look, he felt relieved, secretly thought that his son had really improved after leaving Chunyuyue, so he wanted to see what he was writing.

When he took a closer look, he found that something was wrong. His son was writing correctly, but the writing object was not a bamboo scroll, but a thin, light-looking thing.

This thing actually clearly recorded the words written by Fusu, so naturally.

After finishing one sheet, Fusu changed another one and continued writing.

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

"What an amazing thing."

Yingzheng pondered, and then slowly asked, "What is this?"

Only then did Fusu find out that his father had arrived, and hurriedly greeted him, and then said, "This is paper, for writing."

"Paper?" Ying Zheng was very curious, so he leaned forward and tried it. Sure enough, it is light and practical, and it is much better than the bulky bamboo roll.

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 are replaced by this thing, wouldn't it be more convenient?
hey-hey!It seemed possible.

Ying Zheng was overjoyed, and asked, "Is there any more of these? Order someone to send some to Zhangtai Palace."

Fusu was embarrassed. In fact, Han Kuangling sent such a little. He had used up a lot and there was not much left. How could he send this little bit? That is the monarch!One point is to insult the emperor.

"I don't have much, my son is guilty." He quickly knelt down and pleaded guilty.

Yingzheng was disappointed, but he couldn't blame Fusu, so he asked, "Where did this thing come from? Who made it?"

"I don't know, but it was sent by Han Shaofu."

Usually, Fusu and Han Kuangling have a good relationship, and they will send some new things over.

"Call Han Shaofu, I want to know who made this thing."

Ying Zheng was calm, but the urgency in his heart did not show.Yes, it was urgency, he saw something in this thing.

Soon, Han Kuangling was summoned, and what he said was Li Zhao's.

In fact, when he realized the practicality of paper, Han Kuangling immediately went to the paper store in the eastern suburbs, 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 it was Li Zhao's place, that disgusting but deeply favored person by the emperor, he didn't dare to investigate further, and later learned from some scholars that the store 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 not Li Zhao.

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

Yes, he still remembered Li Zhao's heartfelt mention of "paper" at the court meeting, and that paper could replace bamboo rolls, so 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 or two?" Ying Zheng's face showed surprise, and a smile burst out.

This is an astonishing number, one Qin 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 of the imperial examination.

Paper is a necessary thing for students. If everyone can use it, does it mean that there is no need to worry about the problem of talents?

This is a significant move, a sign of the great prosperity of the Qin Dynasty.

"That kid is really very human!"

Words of extreme admiration, these words, Li Zhao's status was raised again.

(End of this chapter)