Daqin: Assist Zulong at the beginning and become a public enemy

Chapter 6 If you want to be rich, make paper first
Chapter 6 If you want to be rich, make paper first
The wings of the butterfly fluttered gently, and the trajectory of the entire era has undergone earth-shaking changes.

As the leading actor, Zhao Gang did not stop, but ran forward.

Early in the morning, he set up a big tripod in the backyard.

Since he wanted to assist Daqin, he naturally had to find a way to do something for him.

What does Daqin lack?
After thinking about it, Zhao Gang thought of something important.

At this moment, bark, bamboo, silk, hemp and other things were boiling in the cauldron, and thick smoke floated up, attracting crowds of onlookers.

"What are you doing there, son?"

"I heard it's going to be a big meal."

"Make a big meal? Can this bamboo bark also be a big meal?"

"What do you know, maybe those dignitaries are tired of eating meat and want to eat these for a change."

"It's really sick, we want meat, they want bark!"

The servants onlookers talked to each other.

When the voice reached Zhao Gang's ears, he smiled slightly and didn't care.

Because he is doing something earth-shattering.

papermaking.

To educate the world, let countless people read and write, and create a steady stream of talents, papermaking is definitely the core magic weapon.

In today's world, books are written on bamboo slips by hand, which is cumbersome and the scope of dissemination is small.

With paper, all that can be changed.

Thinking of this, Zhao Gang vigorously stirred the contents in the cauldron.

Xiaodie came out of the firewood room with a large bundle of dry firewood in her arms. Looking at Zhao Gang, who was sweating profusely, her face was full of complaints.

"My lord, let's continue cooking rice, shall we? Xiaodie will definitely help you."

Zhao Gang shook his head and said, "The food is delicious and can only be eaten by a few people; but the food cooked in the pot can benefit countless people. Do you think it's worth it?"

Xiaodie looked at the big cauldron that was emitting white smoke and was full of doubts.

Regardless of whether this thing can be eaten or not.

I'm afraid that such a little thing is not enough for the servants in the mansion, how can it benefit the people of the world?
I don't understand!
The contents of the cauldron kept stirring until everything rotted into a pot, and Zhao just stopped.

Ask the servants to lift the pot to the pool to prepare for the next step.

Inside the library.

Yan Le looked at Zhao Gao.

"Your Majesty really canceled the order to march south?"

Zhao Gao's face was full of smiles.

"I didn't expect that this bastard Gang'er would actually make His Majesty change his mind."

Zhao Gao shook his head: "I didn't expect that either. I thought Gang'er was muddled every day, but I didn't expect to have such insight. Not bad!"

A gloomy look flashed across Yan Le's face.

Zhao Gang is too good, which is not good news for him.

Zhao Gao has no son, only a son-in-law who is half a son. After a hundred years from Zhao Gao, he is fully qualified to inherit his inheritance.

But now a Zhao Gang appears.

The cooked duck flew away, how could he be willing.

If Zhao Gang is a fool, Yan Le can still promise him a fortune.But he is not only not stupid, but also very smart, which makes him extremely afraid.

"By the way, I haven't seen Gang'er today, so I'm not messing around with the food and drink again?"

Yan Le was about to sue Zhao Gang in front of Zhao Gao, when a servant outside the door suddenly walked in quickly.

"Master, the eldest son is seeking an audience outside the mansion."

"Huh?" Zhao Gao was a little surprised when he heard this.

Fusu actually came to his house!
This is the first time ever.

Although there is no conflict between him and Fusu, they are not friends either.

As the eldest son of Yingzheng, the empire as an outstanding prince.Fusu's literary skills and martial arts are excellent. Although Yingzheng did not establish a prince, everyone knows it.

The future prince, there is no other than Su Fu.

As the teacher of the eighteenth prince Hu Hai, Zhao Gao specially taught Hu Hai the criminal law and Qin law, and had a close relationship with Hu Hai.

If you are an ordinary minister, it doesn't really matter who the emperor is.

But he is a servant, the emperor's favorite minister.

The replacement of the throne will determine one's own provenance.

Once the emperor and the courtiers, if they help Su ascend the throne, how can they still keep themselves.

"Father-in-law, what should we do?"

"What else can we do? Open the middle door wide and invite the eldest son into the house."

Outside the gate, Fusu was in a daze.

If he had a choice, he wouldn't come here even if he was killed.

Many people think that Zhao Fuling is knowledgeable and honest, but they always feel that there is a kind of cold mystery about him.

Maybe this is the so-called, if the way is different, there is no conspiracy.

If it wasn't for Ying Zheng's insistence, Fu Su would never come here.

Just as he was thinking, Zhao Gao came out with Yan Le.

"Eldest son, come, the humble house is full of splendor!"

Fusu and Zhao Gao exchanged a few words of pleasantries, and then explained their purpose of coming.

"I heard that Zhao Fuling has a nephew named Zhao Gang?"

Zhao Gao's face changed slightly, but quickly returned to normal.

This is an opportunity.

An opportunity to hook up with the eldest son Fusu.

Zhao Gang lives in the mansion on weekdays, and not many people know him.

Now that Fusu suddenly came, Ying Zheng must have sent him here.

He has the Eighteenth Prince behind him, and if he can have the big tree of Fusu as his backer, everything will be fine.

"Yes!"

"I don't know where Zhao Gang is now?"

"Now...in the backyard."

After saying that, Zhao Gao looked at Yan Le next to him and said, "Quickly lead the eldest son to the backyard."

Yan Le could only bite the bullet and lead the way ahead.

Entering the back door, the air is filled with a strong smell of boiled bark and bamboo.

Fusu frowned.

Yan Le was a little embarrassed.

He took the first step and came to the side of the cauldron. He looked at the busy Zhao Gang and said, "If you don't stop here, the eldest son is here."

"Eldest Young Master, which Eldest Young Master?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Zhao Gang knew who it was.

Fusu, the eldest son of Qin Shihuang Yingzheng, was hailed as the most suitable successor of Daqin.

Many people predicted that if Qin Shihuang had conferred Fusu as the crown prince earlier, maybe Daqin would not perish in the second generation.

But in Zhao Gang's view.

Cause and effect relationships are difficult to change.

The Sixth Kings of the Great Qin Dynasty were all strict legalists, but Fusu, a prince who was brainwashed by Confucianism, happened to appear.

It seems to be a weak character, but in fact, it is because of the different political views between him and Ying Zheng.

It is precisely because of Ying Zheng's hesitation that he has not made up his mind for a long time, and finally let Zhao Gao and Hu Hai get into the circle.

Zhao Gang asserted that if Daqin was handed over to him, the situation might be worse than if it was handed over to Hu Hai.

Because the emperor must not be a kind person.

Otherwise, it will be a disaster for the country.

Zhao Gang's eyes wandered, and finally fell on the young man beside Yan Le.

Seeing Fusu, Zhao Gang immediately understood why Yingzheng didn't like this son.

Wen Ruo.

This is the first evaluation Zhao Gang gave him.

If he were a Confucian scholar, his appearance would be pretty good; but as the heir to the empire, it would be difficult for him to rule the world with such an appearance.

"Zhao Gang sees the eldest son."

Fusu looked at the dirty Zhao Gang in front of him, his eyebrows full of doubts.

This is the Zhao Gang whom the emperor wants to befriend?
"Ganger, you're messing around again."

Zhao Gang wiped his hands and let Xiaodie beside him continue to sieve pulp, while he said with a smile: "This is doing a great thing for the world. I can't tell now, but you will know later."

(End of this chapter)