Daqin: I Want to Be a Powerful Minister, but the First Emperor Actually Passed The Throne to Me

Zhao Yu's face was calm, and he ordered the housekeeper to arrange accommodation for 20 people including Chen and Ping.

Lu Qian was also quite surprised that Chen Ping could be valued by Zhao Yu.

While walking, he looked at Chen Ping from time to time, and said to Chen Ping; "When you come in, just do things for the emperor.

"Master Emperor is the messenger of immortals, and he is kindhearted. He will never treat you badly. He has three meals a day, meat every day, and monthly money every month." Lu Qian explained.

Hearing the monthly money, Chen Ping's eyes lit up slightly, thinking of the mean elder sister-in-law in his family, and tentatively whispered: "Housekeeper, how is the monthly money?

Lu Qian squinted his eyes and said, "Chen Ping, you are the chief steward, and the monthly payment is 500 yuan, and the monthly payment for the rest is not less than 100 yuan."

boom!

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunder, which exploded in the hearts of Chen Ping's disciples.

Zhao Yu made a big shot, completely exceeding their expectations.

They don't usually do farming, and the only savings in the family are used for schooling.

While Chen Ping was overjoyed, the evening wind seemed to blow sand into Chen Ping's eyes, and he murmured in his heart: "Father! The child finally has a future! The child has finally learned something, and has been highly regarded by the emperor. The boy has finally made his mark!""

Chen Ping wiped the liquid on his face calmly, and Lu Qian sighed secretly when he saw a few drops of brilliance reflected from the moonlight on Chen Ping's face.

Chen Ping's shoulders were still trembling in the wind, and he vowed: "I will only serve the emperor in this life! Liver and brain are on the ground, and I will die!"

The rest of the people and others also burst into tears and made a solemn oath.

In this hierarchical society, they are only poor students, and their only dignity is forced to be pressed to the ground by life.

It was the Emperor Master who gave them a new dignity.

Zhao Yu returned to the desk, and based on the memories in his mind, he copied all the major readings he saw in his previous life one by one.

Among them, the "Heavenly Creation" has been perfected. The Tiangong Kaiwu sold by Zhao Yu is incomplete.

But enough to open wise.

Secondly, there is the "Three Character Classic", as well as "Thousand Characters", "Disciple's Guidance" and other books.

However, thinking about how to quickly print these books has become a problem again.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yu decided to come up with movable type printing.

For universal education, paper and movable type printing are indispensable.

Zhao Yu walked into the paper workshop in the Emperor's Mansion, designed a drawing by himself, and sawed the wood.

The so-called movable type printing technique is to use glue to make blanks with the same specifications, and then engrave single characters.

It is then hardened with fire and becomes a single clay movable type.

In order to facilitate typesetting, there are usually several or even dozens of commonly used words.

A framed iron plate is used as the base, and a layer of medicament made of turpentine, wax and paper ash is applied on it.

Arrange the required glue type in a box to become a version, then bake it with fire, and after the agent cools and solidifies, it becomes a version.

Zhao Yu soon completed the design of the movable type printing machine and made a prototype.

He also wrote down the forging method of movable type printing and handed it to Lu Qian, who was dumbfounded, and said, "This thing is movable type printing. Quickly go to the Craftsman's House and find hundreds of craftsmen to print books for me. ||.

After all, Zhao Yu continued to take out books such as "Heavenly Creation", "Thousand Characters", "Disciple's Guidance" and so on.

Lu Qian was so shocked that he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his whole body was stuck in place like a wooden stake.

Several copies of "Heavenly Creation" printed by Zhao Yu before are already worth a thousand words, and paper in Luoyang is expensive.

Now, movable type printing has been invented, although Lu Qian did not know the specific function of movable type printing.

But which of the things Zhao Yu designed are ordinary things?

Just the "Thousand Characters" and "Disciple Rules" in Zhao Yu's hands made Lu Qian speechless in surprise.

I am afraid it is not inferior to the divine work of heaven.

After being stunned for a while, Lu Qian immediately bowed and saluted: "Sir, don't worry, the villain will make arrangements.

Longxi County.

Outside Yunshu Inn.

Thousands of miles of clear sky, unstained by lead clouds, rows of autumn swallows pass by in groups.

On the loess ground outside Yunshu Inn, the wind and sand rolled up Xiang Yu's clothes, and Xiang Yu's resolute face had experienced the wind and frost, and the face that had been cleaned of dirt was sturdy and resolute, revealing the temperament of a tough guy.

In front of Xiang Yu, there were more than 100 bandits, the leader of whom was holding a fine iron sword, and the murderous aura in his eyes could not be hidden.

Since refined iron was popularized in Daqin, almost all the utensils used by ordinary people were refined iron.

The fine iron saber used by the bandits also came from the Qin army, and was snatched by the bandit leader Yidaoxian from the Qin soldiers.

Yidao Xianju was condescending, despising the entire county, seeing the empty alleys, and muttering: "It's such a big county, it's so empty, there's no one on the street, it's really deserted!"

The bandit next to him immediately said respectfully: ".|| Uncle, the villagers are all afraid of you, and they are too scared to come out."

When Yidao Xian heard this, his thick beard fluttered in the wind, smiled up to the sky, looked at Xiang Yu, and said, "Boy, did you kill my subordinates?"

Xiang Yu held a knife without raising his eyelids, and said indifferently, "I, Xiang Yu, only kill people who should be killed."

When Yidao Xian heard the words, his eyes were already red, and the killing intent was vigorous.

The old man beside Xiang Yu was so frightened that he shivered all over, he looked at Xiang Yu with a frown, pulled Xiang Yu's shoulder, and said, "Benevolent, you killed five bandits and you have already avenged the little girl, run away, the other party's There are so many people, you can't beat them!"

Xiang Yu drew the knife out of his own accord, the light of the knife was breathtaking, "Old man, I pulled out this knife just to see blood, so go away."

"Kill him!" Yi Dao Xian couldn't hold back anymore.

When the old man saw this, he was so frightened that he ran away and said: (Nuo Li's), "The old man goes to Xianyang, and the old man goes to see the Emperor Di Shi to preside over justice!"

Zhao Yu's reputation has long spread throughout Da Qin, known as the messenger of immortals, purifying all sentient beings, the old man believes that the emperor will be able to uphold justice for himself.

"Kill that old man!" The bandits split up and chased the old man.

"Want to kill him? Have you asked me?" Xiang Yu slashed out.

The sword light was extremely fast, and no one could see how Xiang Yu was swinging the sword.

wow!

The bandit in front of Xiang Yu was split in two, and blood rushed out, dyeing the thick loess red.

Xiang Yu stepped on the entrails of the centaur and swung his saber all the way, killing him all the way towards a sword immortal.

Looking at the shivering Sword Immortal, Xiang Yu grabbed a steed and tightened the reins.

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The horse let out a long cry, the hooves stepped into the sky, and Xiang Yu slashed down with a big knife in his hand, "I want the name of Yidao Xian!