All the members are in love with the group, and the cub is causing trouble in the Tang Dynasty.

In the sixth year of King Qin's reign, "Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals" was completed.

"Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals" was written under the leadership of Lu Buwei, the Prime Minister of the Qin State. It takes "Taoism" as the main body, and uses the thoughts and theories of famous schools, Legalists, Confucians, Mohists, farmers, military strategists, and Yin-Yang schools as materials, integrating the theories of hundreds of schools of thought into one. furnace.

Ying Zheng sat in front of the imperial cabinet and looked at the bamboo slips in his hands carefully.

It wasn't until late at night that he went back to his dormitory to change clothes and sleep.

While half asleep and half awake, King Qin suffered a heavy blow to his stomach.

Since he ascended the throne, he has never encountered an assassin who dared to attack his palace, so much so that Ying Zheng thought it was a dream for a while.

But his hand had reflexively pulled out the dagger under his pillow.

At this moment, he heard a familiar child's voice: "Brother Ying Zheng, brother Ying Zheng, where are you???"

I also know that I have to keep my voice down in the dead of night.

Ying Zheng stuffed the dagger back and covered his forehead: "Here."

Yuan Yuan said "Hey" and wanted to stand up, but he brought too many things with him, so he sat down on Ying Zheng's belly.

Ying Zheng: "..."

Anyone he didn't know well would suspect him to be an assassin sent by the Six Nations.

He reached out to take the little guy off his body, but he touched warm...feathers?

Yuan Yuan threw away the chicken he was holding, rolled it off Ying Zheng, touched his face in the dark, and whispered: "Brother Ying Zheng, Yuan Yuan came to play with you, and she even brought a gift." ,Are you happy?"

Ying Zheng brushed away the "gift" that hit his head and grabbed the little guy's troublesome hands: "I'm very happy."

When the lamp was lit, a big chicken and a small chicken were staring at each other on the bed.

Ying Zheng looked at the tied chicken on one side: "Is this... a gift?"

Yuan Yuan nodded fiercely and said seriously: "Yeah, yeah, this is the most beautiful fur in our family!!!"

It was the colorful pheasant that Lingnan presented to the Queen for the Qianqiu Banquet.

Colorful·Bald·Born without love·Seven-haired·Pheasant.

Ying Zheng looked at the miserable pheasant and was speechless for a moment.

Yuan Yuan was a little nervous: "Brother Ying Zheng, do you like Qimao?"

Ying Zheng touched her little head and nodded affirmatively: "I like it very much."

Yuan Yuan smiled and narrowed her eyes, and she quickly untied Qimao.

The pheasant's beak was released, and it began to cry "clack-dah-dah", which was particularly abrupt in the silent hall.

Yuan Yuan skillfully clenched his fist and hit it a few times. The chicken shrank its neck and closed its mouth.

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows. He always thought that this kid was a cute and soft little guy, but he didn't expect that he had such a ferocious side.

The little boy brought the chicken to Ying Zheng and said, "Brother Ying Zheng, come and play with Qimao!"

Ying, the king of a country, Zhengmu hugged the bald chicken with a face on his face.

Yuan Yuan began to take out the contents of the bear bag again. There were candies, pastries, crushed flowers, and a bag of sweet potatoes. Finally, he pulled out a longevity lock.

After setting up half a bed, Ying Zheng picked up her bear bag and squeezed it. She didn't expect that such a small bag could hold so much.

Yuan Yuan handed the longevity lock to Ying Zheng: "This is for brother Ying Zheng's son!"

Ying Zheng took it and held it in his hand with a faint smile.

His eldest son Fusu was indeed born not long ago.

Yuan Yuan picked up the squashed flower again and pouted a little regretfully.

"It turned out to be pretty good!"

Yuan Yuan placed the flowers, candies, and cakes next to King Qin's pillow, lined them up, and patted the oil-paper bag containing the candies: "Brother Ying Zheng is hungry in the middle of the night."

Before Ying Zheng could speak, the pheasant in his arms became excited.

It flapped its wings and was about to pounce towards the food. Yuan Yuan wrinkled her little fat face and beat her again fiercely.

"Qimao, you have to be good, this will be your home from now on, do you know that???"

Qimao: "..."

Ying Zheng: "..."

The chicken calmed down, and Yuan Yuan felt a little guilty again, so she touched its head: "You see, Fifteen Mao is a good boy in Yuchi Aweng's house. You are Fifteen Mao's younger brother, so you should also be good, do you understand? "

Ying Zheng couldn't help but ask: "Why is Fifteen Mao the elder brother of Qimao?"

Yuan Yuan thought for a while: "Because Shififamao became Yuanyuan's good friend first?"

"The previous Qimao was eaten, and then there was a new Qimao."

Having said this, Yuan Yuan showed a sly smile: "Brother Ying Zheng, let's eat Qimao together next time!!!"

Ying Zheng obviously felt that the chicken in his hand began to tremble. He smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Yuan Yuan was so happy that she suddenly patted her calf again and said "ah".

"Brother Ying Zheng, I haven't met your son yet!!!"

Ying Zheng smiled: "The child is making noise at night, so he must be awake. I will ask someone to carry him over."

He stood up, thought for a while, and took Qimao away with him.

This chicken looked like a pet for the nobles. It must have been taken care of by someone before, but unfortunately it fell into the hands of that kid.

He smiled, handed the chicken to the attendant, and then asked him to bring the young master Fusu over.

The attendant was deeply shocked that a chicken appeared out of thin air in the king's chamber, but he did not dare to ask any more questions and carefully took the chicken away like his ancestors.

When he returned to the hall, Yuan Yuan was unpacking the paper package of sweet potatoes. The package was too tight and he couldn't untie it after pulling for a long time.

The little kid tore at it angrily.

Ying Zheng quickly took it and helped her untie the hemp rope that tied the oil paper bag.

"Look at how easy it was for you to untie...Qimao just now..."

His voice paused mid-sentence.

He was a little surprised. He had studied the "paper" the little guy brought last time for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out how to make it.

He was also shocked by the thick yellow paper used to wrap the food this time. It was really light and easy to carry.

At this time, most of the utensils used to hold food were pottery, wooden utensils, or bamboo baskets. They were originally nothing, but compared with paper, they seemed a lot more troublesome.

He wanted to ask last time, but he was afraid that the friendship between him and the little boy would be mixed with calculations.

He had a hunch that he would see more and more novel items later.

Once it gets started, ambition can no longer be controlled.

When the oil paper package was opened, the sweet potatoes that were still warm inside released an alluring aroma.

"What is this?"

Yuan Yuan patted his hand anxiously: "My sister baked it for me. Brother Ying Zheng, let's eat together quickly!!!"

"This is Chubby, it's so delicious, nothing else can compare to it!"

Ying Zheng broke open the sweet potato and handed it to her: "Pangpang? The name is quite fitting..."

Yuan Yuan grabbed half of the sweet potato with one hand, took a big bite with "Ah woo", and handed the other half to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng took it and took a sip. It was very sweet.

Although he was not in charge at this time, he had been on the throne for several years, and he understood the meaning of this food almost instantly.

The little boy ate until his mouth was full of crumbs, and asked him with a smile: "Is it delicious?"

Ying Zheng nodded: "It's delicious."

Yuan Yuan shook her legs happily.

The system reminded her: "Host, there is no paper in this time and space yet. You cannot reveal the papermaking technology or any information about Pangpang. In a few years, the mission cubs in this time and space will grow up and will help Qin Wangzheng obtain these technologies."

It was very serious: "If we reveal the information, it will be a robbery and we will become enemies with System 002 of this time and space. We will not be able to come next time. Do you understand?"

Yuan Yuan was confused: "Tongtong, aren't you the greatest subsystem? Why are you afraid of Tongtong No. 2?"

The system sneered: "I'm afraid of System 002??? I'm laughing to death, I'm afraid of it?! I can't kill it!"

"Host, tell King Qin about the art of papermaking right now. Don't hide even a single punctuation mark."

Yuan Yuan smiled "hehe" and raised his short, fat fingers at Ying Zheng.

Cute and lovely.

Ying Zheng was a little amused and moved closer cooperatively.

"Brother Ying Zheng, do you want to know how paper is made???"

Ying Zheng suddenly turned his head to look at her, feeling very complicated.

Yuan Yuan endorsed in a small voice: "Bamboo paper, colon, cut bamboo and float on the pond, pause, cook the rice dumplings with enough fire, pause, swing the materials into the curtain, pause, cover the curtain and press paper, pause, bake through fire, full stop .”

Ying Zheng: "..."

system:"……"

Yuan Yuan stopped eating the sweet potatoes and started to memorize other methods for making paper.

"Hemp paper, colon..."

"mulberry paper, colon..."

He also told him about the paper-making raw materials that Hongwen Hall had successfully tested, and then praised him with bright eyes.

Ying Zheng frowned and thought for a moment, then asked: "I have a general understanding of the craftsmanship, but what is this 'number'? Is it a seasoning substance?"

"Colon, pause, period...???"

"I've never heard of it... I wonder if I can find it."

Yuan Yuan scratched his chin and took another bite of sweet potato.

She was also very strange, why was she told not to hide even a single punctuation mark?

When I was in class, I clearly said that punctuation marks were the knowledge of my sister’s time.

system:……