Eight Thousand Iron Buddha at the Start, Please Make Concessions to the First Emperor!

In Ying Zheng's bedroom, everyone was sitting around.

"Tuo'er, I heard that you canonized Baman in the court today?" Ying Zheng then asked.

Zhao Tuo nodded.

"Exactly."

"Okay! Hahahaha!" Ying Zheng Fuxu laughed.

"A manly man, he has to do things that ordinary people dare not do."

"What happened to the concubines in the harem? As long as you have the ability, you will naturally be able to use it."

"Can the royal father understand?" Zhao Tuo asked with interest.

Ying Zheng stood with his hands behind his back, and said with emotion, "Naturally, I can understand."

"Back then, I also did things that many people in the world do not understand and dare not do, so that I can achieve today's Daqin."

"However, it is precisely because many people do not understand things that Daqin is as turbulent as it is today."

Ying Zheng's tone was heavy and meaningful.

Zhao Tuo couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Isn't it.

Build the Great Wall, repair roads, burn books and pit scholars.

These things seemed to the people to have no meaning at all.

But as everyone knows, it is these seemingly meaningless things, but they are all done for the sake of Da Qin and the people of the world no longer turbulent.

"Father, don't worry, it won't be long before the people of Daqin understand some of your practices."

"how do I say this?"

Zhao Tuo took a sip of tea and explained: "As I see it, the reason why the people of Daqin today are so separated from Xianyang Palace is so deep."

"One is that the people have no ink in their chests, are short-sighted, and are ignorant."

"Secondly... nothing more than there is no channel for mutual understanding."

"The emergence of paper will completely solve these problems."

"Of course, not only that, this paper... will also be the last straw to crush the remnants of the Six Nations.

"It is a weapon used to bring Confucianism, and even a hundred schools of thought, to Daqin!"

Ying Zheng's eyes lit up.

"Tuoer means..."

Zhao Tuo smiled mysteriously and did not answer, but waved to the accompanying eunuch.

"Bring up what I have prepared, and get some paper."

"Here!"

It didn't take long for the eunuchs to come over with a big box, a piece of wood and a wad of paper.

Zhao Tuo stepped forward and opened the wooden box, revealing the layers of wooden pallets inside.

On the tray, small cubes made of clay are neatly stacked.

A trace of doubt appeared in the eyes of Ying Zheng and the others.

Meng Yi even asked, "Your Majesty, what is this?"

Zhao Tuo smiled and said, "This is what I ordered the craftsmen to make these two days."

"As for the effect..."

"Meng Shangqing, in the current dynasty, who is the fastest to copy books?"

The fastest way to copy books?

Meng Yi thought for a while and replied, "Your Majesty, if you talk about the speed of copying books, it should be Li Si."

"Li Si...just right."

A smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Tuo's mouth.

"Come here, bring the criminal minister Li Si here."

"Here!"

Not long after, Li Si, who was unkempt and had shackles on his hands, was taken to the bedroom.

"Sinner Li Si, I have seen your majesty, the emperor."

At this time, he no longer had the fierce aura of the past, and he also had no resentment towards Zhao Tuo who sent him to the prison.

After all, according to the law of Daqin.

Accomplices are complicit.

Not only did he have to die, but even his wife, children, and even relatives and friends had to suffer.

In the end, His Majesty was kind.

"Come here, take off the instruments of torture, and give me pen and paper."

The shackles were removed, and with the familiar pen holder in his hand, Li Si seemed to have doubts at the same time.

In fact, it's not just Li Si, even Ying Zheng, Meng Yi and others don't really understand what Zhao Tuo is doing.

"Your Majesty, this is..."

Zhao Tuo smiled slightly, and took out an imperial edict from the shelf in the main hall, which seemed to contain only a hundred and ten words.

"Compare with me, who will copy this edict ten times first?"

"If you win, I will forgive your sins and restore your official position, how about that?"

"!!!"

Everyone present was shocked when they heard this.

Li Si said even more excitedly: "Your Majesty! I don't ask Your Majesty to forgive Si's crime, but I hope that I can continue to work hard for Daqin and all the people of the world as a guilt."

"Instead of dying in this deep prison!"

"It's all for the future, how about it, can you compare?"

"Compare!"

Li Si's eyes lit up with raging fire.

When it comes to the speed of copying books, no one in Daqin today can match it!

Immediately, he picked up the pen and paper and began to copy.

However, he was suddenly stunned.

"Huh? This writing...how has I never seen it before?"

Meng Yi on the side explained in a low voice: "This thing is called paper, which was researched by His Majesty and specially used to replace silk and silk and to be used as a writing object."

"Oh? This paper is indeed light, but it doesn't seem as beautiful as silk. Why use it as a writing object?"

"Naturally it's cheap!"

"How cheap?

"This thing is made of bark leaves and mulberry lime. How cheap do you think it is?"

"!!!"

Li Si's pupils trembled violently, showing how shocked his heart was at this moment.

Obviously, he also thought of the impact and impact this paper would have on Da Qin.

"Li Si, don't start again. If you lose later, don't blame me for not letting you."

Zhao Tuo's voice came lingeringly.

I saw that he had already started at this time.

It's just that instead of holding a pen and paper like Li Si, he was playing with the fired cubes in the box.

If you look closely, each of the squares is engraved with a seal character.

And Zhao Tuo is orderly placing it on the prepared wooden pallet.

Seeing Zhao Tuo's behavior, everyone was stunned for a while, and then a strange look appeared.

Could it be that this is to...*