Live broadcast of the heavens: The beginning was peeped by Daqin Zulong

Chapter 34 The Calamity of the Alchemists
"Those who know that their neighbors are hiding it and don't lift it will sit down!"

Every time Li Si said something, it seemed that the murderous intent contained in it became higher.

Ying Zheng nodded slightly after hearing this.

After all, Daqin ruled the country with legalism, so this penalty is nothing.

Afterwards, Ying Zheng asked Li Si to write the imperial edict.

At this time, I saw Zhao Bing walking respectfully with a wooden box in both hands.

"Your Majesty, today's pill..."

Really what to say.

"Bring it up!"

Ying Zheng's tone was so serious that Zhao Bing beside him couldn't help feeling a little palpitating.

Looking at the dark red pill in front of him, Ying Zheng suddenly remembered Fang Xiaole's words.

"Let the small animals try it, and they will definitely not be able to stand it!"

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng hurriedly ordered: "Go, find a rabbit, live it!"

"Well..."

Although Zhao Bing was confused, he quickly went to look for it.

After a while, a man walked in with a snow-white rabbit.

"Feed it this pill!"

Ying Zheng pointed to the elixir on the table.

Zhao Bing was stunned. You must know that Ying Zheng, who is obsessed with immortality and immortality, cherishes every elixir he refines very much.

But now he ordered himself to give the pill to the rabbit in his hand.

"Your Majesty suspects that the pill is poisonous?"

"But every pill has a dedicated waiter to test the poison?"

Zhao Bing dared not ask, nor did he dare to speak.

With Zhao Gao's lessons learned from the past, Zhao Bing, who was promoted, did not have much joy, but was more trembling and cautious.

Zhao Bing crushed the elixir, then, regardless of the rabbit's resistance, opened his mouth and stuffed it in.

In this way, the First Emperor of Qin sat in front of the desk, reviewing documents and paying attention to the condition of the rabbit.

soon;
"Your Majesty, the rabbit..."

Zhao Bing pointed to the rabbit on the ground with a look of horror.

"Ok?"

Ying Zheng looked to the ground.

Sure enough, the rabbit had already fallen to the ground, rolled his eyes, and his body was still twitching, and it seemed that he would not live long.

"This……"

"Your Majesty! Damn the villain!"

"Damn the villain!"

Suddenly, I saw Zhao Bing on the side knelt down and begged for mercy.

Ying Zheng was also confused.

Immediately, Ying Zheng understood what was going on.

After all, he was poisoned under Zhao Bing's management, so he must have his own responsibility.

But Ying Zheng naturally knew what was the reason, so he glanced at Zhao Bing on the ground, and said lightly:
"Get up, this matter has nothing to do with you!"

Ying Zheng sat back and looked at Zhao Bing who stood up.

"I have something for you to do!"

"Your Majesty, please order."

"Drive all the alchemists out of the palace and put them in cells..."

……

……

Calling Dad: "Today seems to be an ordinary day..."

It's just below: "Is it plain? It's interesting to watch!"

Little Happy: "Papermaking is very old and has no taste of modern industry. This is our Chinese intangible cultural heritage!"

Ming Mingde: "It's true! The Four Great Inventions of China - Papermaking!"

Da Da Da: "Each of the four great inventions had a profound impact on the world..."

Popularity: "Huaxia yyds!"

……

Indeed, Fang Xiaole was busy making paper all morning, and even brought Fusu to help.

"Young master Fusu, if you have something to do, you can go and do it first..."

Seeing that Fu Sulei's head was covered with sweat, Fang Xiaole couldn't help persuading him.

"Nothing! Nothing!"

Fusu wiped his sweat.

Even if he tried to pay attention, he wouldn't dare!

Fu Su looked at the guards standing aside, they were all his father's people.

In his opinion, these people were sent by his father to protect Fang Xiaole.

Is Fang Xiaole really not his imperial brother?

This is the biggest doubt in Fusu's heart.

Otherwise, why would his father value Fang Xiaole so much.

He even didn't hesitate to visit Fang Xiaole in person.

"But why didn't my royal father announce his identity directly without Fang Xiaole?"

Fusu was puzzled.

"and……"

Looking at Fang Xiaole's eyes full of dignity, the bamboo pole that fell just now...

Fusu stared closely at the straightened bamboo pole not far away, lost in thought.

……

Fang Xiaole on the side did not notice Fang Xiaole who was very worried.

Since there were other people around, he couldn't interact with the audience in the live broadcast room, so he tried his best to be more meticulous in the work he was doing.

Let people who come in can see what they are doing.

However, Fang Xiaole's worries were obviously unnecessary.

Because, the audience in the live broadcast room will be very happy to explain Fang Xiaole to the new audience.

I am a kitten tooth: "Live broadcast to the heavens? Isn't this the live broadcast room?"

I am a kitten tooth: "What is this live broadcast room for? I don't understand it!"

The boss didn't speak: "Live to the heavens!"

The boss didn't speak: "The setting is that the anchor travels through the Qin Dynasty and broadcasts the life of the Qin Dynasty for everyone."

Happy: "Yes! Thieves are interesting!"

Da Da: "Looking at Qin Chao's life, it's pretty good. The main reason is that the host's scene construction is very careful!"

Of course he was talking about the surrounding buildings.

Ming Mingde: "People's clothes are pretty good..."

This is about the costumes of Fusu, Yingzheng, waiters and so on.

But is this really a problem?
Obviously not!

This is the real Qin Dynasty!

However, how could the audience in the live broadcast room believe it.

Happy: "Now the anchor has met Mr. Daqin Fusu!"

What to say: "It's Fusu, the big fool who committed suicide after receiving an imperial edict?"

Happy: "Yes, that's him. Look, that's the handsome guy helping next to the anchor."

……

Male god: "Then what is the anchor doing?"

Calling Dad: "The anchor is making paper, inventing things for future generations, so that future generations have nothing to invent!"

Ming Mingde: "No, it should be: invent things for future generations, let future generations invent more advanced things!"

……

Watching the sun gradually climb into the middle, even Fang Xiaole couldn't stand it anymore.

"But if you don't do it, you can't rush to make paper tomorrow..."

Fang Xiaole was a little embarrassed.

Suddenly, Fang Xiaole thought of something, and asked Fusu beside him.

"Master Fusu, do you know if there is any ice in the house?"

Hearing this, Fusu's eyes lit up, he nodded repeatedly and said: "Yes, Mr. Fang didn't say anything, Fusu almost forgot!"

As he spoke, he said to the waiter beside him, "Go to the ice cellar and get some ice!"

"Here!"

Fang Xiaole nodded.

As long as there is, it will save him to make ice on the spot.

Although it was difficult for the ancients to make ice directly, is it difficult for modern people?
No, it's very simple!
As long as there are enough raw materials, you can do it with your hands!
Then, Fang Xiaole continued to work.

It's just that bean-sized beads of sweat condensed on his forehead, showing his heat.

The boss didn't speak: "The anchor is really working!"

Da Da Da: "Shocked! In order to inherit China's intangible cultural heritage, a certain anchor personally made paper by hand!"

Huaxia Soul: "There are too few such traditional anchors, I just like this kind of anchors that show China's heritage!"

Oriental Star: "Forwarded to the external network, let's export a wave of culture!"

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