Daqin: Zulong faked his death, and I amputated the beauties in the harem

After all, he continued to copy his books.

Ying Zheng took the pen with trembling hands, and carefully wrote the word "Fa".

After finishing writing, I picked up the paper and watched it carefully.

Then he said in admiration:

"The handwriting is clearer than that on silk paper, which is great!"

Ying Zheng sighed repeatedly, and gently touched the words he wrote with his hands.

Haha, I never thought that I, Daqin, could invent such amazing paper. When I approve memorials in the future, I don’t have to worry about looking at the mountains of bamboo slips.

There is no need to worry about the expensive silk paper every time.

color!so good!

It's just that I don't know how the output will be, whether it can be used by all the people in Daqin.

"Shopkeeper, this paper is so good, why only buy a dozen coins?" Ying Zheng asked tentatively.

"What? Even if it's so cheap, not everyone can use it. The Twelve Young Master said that it's just more expensive now, and when a systematic assembly line is established in the future, the output will be higher and cheaper."

"And the Twelve Young Masters are still looking for cheaper raw materials to realize his great plan. When they find it, everyone can use this paper."

The shopkeeper didn't want to talk much to the person in front of him at first, but when he talked about the twelve sons, he talked endlessly, with respect in his tone.

As if the Twelve Young Masters were his belief.

Ying Zheng was even more curious, building an assembly line?What a great plan?

Will the paper be cheaper for everyone to use?

But many people in Daqin can't write, so it's useless to buy paper?

"Shopkeeper, I think this paper is very cheap, why can you reduce the cost?"

The shopkeeper gave Ying Zheng a disdainful look.

"What do you know? You and I are ordinary people, so naturally we don't believe that it can be cheaper, but since the twelve sons have said it, we can definitely do it."

"Do you think that such a good paper was invented by the Twelve Young Masters? No one in the world has invented it. This proves the Twelve Young Masters' talents."

"But this is just the tip of the iceberg. Papermaking is just a matter of waving hands to the twelve sons."

Hearing this, Ying Zheng was a little displeased.

Why did everyone I saw today praise Xiao Twelve, as if he was the god in the hearts of the people.

Did he really invent it?I don't know that that disloyal and unfilial person can invent this thing?

But at this moment, Ying Zheng was not so angry when he heard Ying Jia's name.

Even a little complacent?

The shopkeeper was still talking endlessly about how good the paper was and how amazing the Twelve Young Masters were. He talked so much, but he didn't say anything that Ying Zheng wanted to hear.

"Boss, you haven't said what the paper is made of, how can you reduce the cost?"

Hearing this question, the shopkeeper was a little displeased, he was interrupted abruptly just as he was talking about the twelve sons.

"How do I know what this paper is made of? And it involves confidentiality. Even if I know, I can't talk nonsense."

Ying Zheng nodded after thinking for a while.

Since it is such a good thing, Xiao Twelve will naturally not pass on the production method.

But this whole world is his own, why care about these things.

When he returned to Xianyang Palace, if he wanted to know how to make paper, he would just let someone bring it in front of him.

The person who asked the shopkeeper was afraid that he would not be able to ask anything.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng planned to buy some paper and left.

There was still a dignified exclamation in his mouth: "The Twelve Young Masters are really good, for making such good paper, all the scholars in the world should thank him."

Chapter 77 Ying Zheng Was Criticized For Being Too Narrow

"Scholars in this world must thank the Twelve Young Masters!"

After finishing speaking, Ying Zheng took out his silver and planned to buy paper.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he looked up, he saw the shopkeeper's hands hugging his shoulders, looking at him meaningfully.

"Old man, I think your vision is too short-sighted."

"You only think of the influence on scholars, but you don't think of anything farther away."

After finishing speaking, the shopkeeper shook his head in regret.

Ying Zheng paused: "Of course it's only useful for scholars? Why do other people need this paper because they can't read?"

"Take a lot of people as an example. They only know how to farm the land. How do they know what the use of writing is?"

"Pfft!"

The shopkeeper suddenly laughed out loud.

Then he changed a serious expression, intending to talk to this person seriously.

"Old man, I have already said that your vision is too narrow, and you are still here pretending to understand!"

"You mean that the entire Daqin people are barbarians."

"Let me tell you, the Twelfth Young Master said it before. He still has tens of thousands of inventions that he hasn't come up with. The first thing he took out is the paper, just to pass on the culture of Daqin."

"As long as the Daqin culture can be spread, everyone can learn it, and the foundation of the Daqin culture will gradually be formed, and the Daqin culture will definitely be passed on to all generations in the future."

suddenly.

Ying Zheng seemed to have opened a door.

But Ying Zheng thought about it again, and found that although these words were imposing, they were fake.

This is just a piece of paper, in addition to making it more convenient for readers, there is no need to use the heavy bamboo slips.

Otherwise what is the use?Can he carry the foundation of Daqin?

I have never said that I can carry the foundation of Daqin, so what about that piece of paper?

Ying Zheng wanted to laugh.

"Shopkeeper, you're afraid you're cheating on me, aren't you?"

"You must have mythologized the Twelve Young Masters, and you have exaggerated these thoughts."

"How can a piece of thin paper carry the foundation of Daqin culture?"

"I... I never said these words."

Ying Zheng was about to continue talking.

But there was a "pop", and the shopkeeper's eyes widened with anger, and he slapped the table with his palm.

"Presumptuous! Your vision is so narrow, you still don't believe in the talents of the Twelve Young Masters?"

"I think that after seeing the new law, you think that no one can restrain you. This government is not a decoration."

"Today I will warn you that you can slander everyone in Daqin, even if you slander the first emperor, no one will say anything, but you must never question the ability of the twelve sons."

"Even if I lose this book copying job, I will teach you a lesson."

finished.The thin shopkeeper who looked like a scholar suddenly rolled up his sleeves, angrily about to hit someone.

Ying Zheng was obviously taken aback, who would dare to be so presumptuous to him?

I think you are defiant even if you are a small official, how dare you teach me a lesson?

I just said a few words that Little Twelve is not good, so you want to teach me?

Shadow and Quicksand immediately mobilized their true energy and stopped in front of Shihuang. As long as the person in front of them dared to take a step forward, they would be sure to kill him in an instant.

Just when everyone was about to raise their swords, they heard a man's voice behind them.

"Zichu, don't be rude. The twelve sons have something to say. The common people are their parents. You can't treat them like this. Apologize quickly."

After listening, I saw an elegant middle-aged man approaching, holding a bamboo slip in his hand.

The shopkeeper wanted to teach the three of them a good lesson, but when he saw the middle-aged scholar approaching, he immediately stopped and bowed respectfully.

"Zichu met Mr. Dong Xiang for the first time."

After finishing speaking, he backed away, turned around and looked at the three of Shihuang with anger still on their faces.

The middle-aged man smiled apologetically, walked up to Ying Zheng, clasped his fists and said, "I hope the old man will forgive me, Zhong Shu is not strict in discipline, I apologize to you here."

"I'm just a subordinate of the Twelve Young Masters, so I really shouldn't be so unreasonable to the old man."

Seeing Dong Zhongshu's sincere eyes and his refined demeanor, Ying Zheng was not so angry anymore.

Just now, even if he is an ordinary citizen at the moment, just asking a question, he will be angry if he is treated like this by the shopkeeper.

What's more, his true identity is the emperor of Great Qin, no one dares to be so unreasonable to him.

If Dong Zhongshu hadn't appeared in time, otherwise the shopkeeper would have been implicated in the nine clans.

The atmosphere gradually eased down.

Ying Zheng looked Dong Zhongshu up and down.

wrong!Why did the shopkeeper call this man Xiang Dong?

Why didn't I know that Daqin also had a Prime Minister Dong?

Just now I heard him say that he is under that Nizi?

Before Ying Zheng could figure it out, he heard Dong Zhongshu say again: "I heard it all just now. The old man's vision is indeed narrower. Just like what the scribe said, the culture of my Great Qin depends on this new paper to carry it. .”

"Culture is the carrier of civilization, which promotes the ideological progress of the people of the world, so there is nothing wrong with saying this. The Twelve Princes will build a unique Great Qin. The promotion of paper carrying civilization is the first step."

Ying Zheng took a break.

I understand, your apology is only because the scribe has a bad attitude, not because he said something wrong.

How can this nonsense be regarded as a god by people?

Are people in this world stupid, or am I, Ying Zheng, stupid?

Although this person behaves more elegantly and speaks politely, he can be seen as a learned scholar, but why are you boasting about Xiao Twelve again?

I also said that a piece of paper can carry the cultural foundation of Daqin. I don't even agree with this. You just say it is?

What you said is not as good as what the shopkeeper said just now. I think you are just looking for trouble.

I thought you were a reasonable scholar, but you are also a sour scholar who listens to the wind and rain, and said that my vision is too narrow, and Lao Tzu has ruled the world. Who dares to say that my vision is too narrow?

If I hadn't destroyed the six kingdoms, where would you be living in peace now?Are you still teaching me here?

You are so narrow-minded!

Ying Zheng wasn't too angry at the shopkeeper's words at the beginning, he was just a janitor, and it wasn't his turn to make Tang Shihuang angry.

And you pretend to be decent, but you are still a sour Confucian. What I dislike the most are you people who advocate Confucianism.

Back then, I ordered many Confucian scholars to be arrested and many Confucian classics destroyed, don't you know?Are you still showing off your power here?

Shi Huang raised his chin and asked, "I still don't know who you are?"

"What did you say?"

Before Dong Zhongshu could speak, the young shopkeeper became angry, and was about to argue, but was stopped by Dong Zhongshu.

"Zi Chu, I told you just now that the Twelve Young Masters said that the common people are our food and clothing. Don't be so unreasonable."

"They don't read as many books as we do, and don't touch as many things as we do. Naturally, they don't think far enough. We should understand them, and we must not get angry easily? Remember?"

Chapter 78 Meeting Dong Zhongshu

"Students remember."

The young shopkeeper cupped his fists, reluctantly walked to the corner and lowered his eyes.

Although it was a lesson to others, didn't it sound like Shihuang was looking down on himself?