Qin asked

Of course, Mo Dou’s sale of colored glaze did not mean selling to the people of Qin to earn money from the people of Qin. He wanted Yingzheng to open up foreign markets. For this reason, Mo Dou made different glass products according to the customs and sacrificial habits of various countries.

He clearly swore before that he would not participate in batch refining, but now he has even used the assembly line project...

However, there were still a large number of unqualified glass products. Suddenly, the small workshop was full of the sound of smashing glass.

In order to hurry up, Mo Dou even put the refining of the five emperors believed by Qin State (the original four emperors in Qin State: Baidi, Qingdi, Huangdi, Yandi, plus the five emperors of Heidi) to the back.

Yingzheng responded to all of these, and even went to great lengths to cover Mo Dou. If others were asked to know what Mo Dou was doing, let alone whether the batch of glass would be cut off, Mo Dou's disrespect to the Five Emperors alone would not be enough. Enough to lose a hundred heads.

Even so, it went from hot summer to cold winter.

It wasn't until there were two or three pieces of glass products in each country that Mo Dou breathed a sigh of relief, temporarily slowed down his work, and gradually let others take over for him.

And Mo Dou himself still has a major task to do - to prepare for Ying Zheng's enthronement ceremony.

Ying Zheng is 13 years old and is about to ascend the throne.

However, it is not his turn to prepare for Yingzheng's enthronement ceremony. Mo Dou just wants to prepare a gift, and he has already made up his mind about what to prepare. Mo Dou is secretly preparing, looking forward to Ying Zheng's expression when the time comes .

...

In 247 BC, King Zhuangxiang of Qin died, and Ying Zheng became King of Qin.

Just like the time old man can't bear to watch historical dramas, in less than four years, three kings of Qin died successively, and the crown fell on Ying Zheng's head, constantly urging Ying Zheng to open A new piece of history.

In Xianyang Palace, the enthronement ceremony unfolded in an orderly manner.

The musicians made a heavy sound with the highest standard chime bells in the Zhou Dynasty. The "Ode" in the "Book of Songs" was sung in a low voice in the solemn lobby. It's just that the people in the hall changed from Yingchu to Yingzheng, adding a bit of desolation for no reason.

The ceremonial officials followed the Zhou rites and held the enthronement ceremony step by step, offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, kneeling down to ancestors, wearing gowns, entering the hall, accepting rites, and announcing to the world... everything was guided by ancient rites, and all they had to do was follow them.

The process is clear, and it has been rehearsed many times in advance, so Ying Zheng knows that he does not have any autonomy in this ceremony. All he has to do is follow the eunuch's sharp voice. Ying Zheng suddenly remembered The marionettes I saw on the street when I was young also swayed with people in this way.

Sitting on the high floor, this was the place Yingzheng dreamed of. Just like what he thought, he could see everyone clearly, their faces, their every move, their expressions, and even their faces. heart of……

Ying Zheng knew from the beginning that not many people would really be happy for him, and not many people would really kneel down, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he understood the true meaning of this.

What about his mother-in-law?

Qin's national style is aggressive, and women can be in power for several years. It is not too strange for Zhao Ji to appear in the Qin King's enthronement ceremony.

"Mr. Lu has made great contributions, and I should thank you, Mr. Lu. Would you like to call me Zhongfu?"

"Wei Chen dare not."

Ying Zheng saw this 'little official' smiling proudly, but he didn't care, and turned to ask Zhao Ji, "What does mother think?"

However, Zhao Ji met Lu Buwei's eyes with a smile on her face: "It's very good, Lu Qing doesn't need to care about it."

The ministers took advantage of the situation and knelt down: "Your Majesty is Shengming."

Ying Zheng also smiled: "Good."

Well, it's really good.

Ying Zheng suddenly remembered Mo Dou's soliloquy. He was curious at the time, so he eavesdropped on the sidelines. There were many words in it that he didn't understand, but he heard a sentence that he thought was quite interesting at the time, but now that he thinks about it, it is very appropriate.

In a daze, Ying Zheng seemed to have really heard Mo Dou's name.

"...Ink Dou...Jinxian..."

This is the list of ceremonies that the ceremonial officials are singing and presenting. Most of them are just nominations hastily.

Ying Zheng interrupted and asked, "Ink Dou? Is it the Mohist Ink Dou?"

The ceremony officer was suddenly interrupted, he was taken aback, he didn't react for a while, and the ministers present were not prepared for this, and they were suddenly cold.

Ying Zheng glanced at the overwhelmed ministers and Lu Buwei who was looking at him, but suddenly felt happy in his heart.

"See you, Xuan Mo Dou."

The ritual officer did not return immediately, but chose to look at Lu Buwei.

Lu Buwei narrowed his eyes and looked at Ying Zheng, and Ying Zheng also looked at Lu Buwei and smiled, as if he didn't know anything, he asked Lu Buwei for his consent: "Do you promise, Father Zhong?"

Lu Buwei raised the corner of his mouth, arrogantly mocking: "Xuan."

Ying Zheng nodded, as if he was not offended at all, he turned his head to look at the ceremony official, and said again: "Xuan Mo Dou."

The ceremony official finally bowed and saluted: "No."

...

Mo Dou knew that he was not qualified to participate in Ying Zheng's enthronement ceremony, so of course he was not happy. If he missed this historic scene, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

So he prepared a very heavy gift, as if squeezing in to take a look, but it was still useless, the things he had worked so hard to prepare for so long would be gone if they were handed over.

It made him think about the final homework that he handed in in college. In the end, he didn't even get a score... In fact, there were still some, but he only looked at the total score at that time. Does the final homework score matter?

However, when he watched Xianyang Palace unwillingly and waited for a full hour before deciding to give up, Ying Zheng actually announced him... Fortunately, the formal clothes he had prepared hadn't taken off yet, saying that life is full of ups and downs...

Then, Mo Dou was watched by everyone.

A little flustered... But Mo Douxu was right, he had confidence in what he had prepared.

What Mo Dou prepares is a map, that is, a map, the kind of the whole of China.

The three-person cloth was slowly unfolded by the four servants, and the extremely detailed map gradually depicted the rivers and mountains of China in the eyes of everyone.

The ups and downs of mountains and rivers, the veins of large and small rivers are clearly visible, without any blurring or simplification.

The ink fountain used a lot of pigments to imitate the three-dimensionality of modern maps. It took him three days to prepare the pigments alone, but the effect was remarkable. Compared with the maps at that time, the maps presented by the ink fountains were not of the same grade at all.

One is smooth, and the other is 1080P. After watching the latter, are you still willing to watch the scumbag picture quality to make your eyes hurt?

It's just that there are some weird symbols on it that really affect the viewing.

Lu Buwei stepped forward to take a lot of detail, and finally saw the symbol mark on the lower left of the map.

Lu Buwei's expression changed suddenly, and he said harshly to the servant next to him, "Close it quickly!"

Everyone didn't understand, so Ying Zheng frowned and asked, "Father Zhong, why is this? Can you ask the waiter to present it for everyone to see?"

But Lu Buwei didn't have time to take care of Yingzheng, he walked quickly to the ink fountain: "Are those of your paintings real?"

Mo Dou lowered his head and replied, "Lu Xiangguo can just ask His Majesty."

Lu Buwei didn't get the answer he wanted, so he frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

The waiter on the side sent the map to Ying Zheng with great winking. Ying Zheng finally relaxed his brows when he touched the map. When he opened it, he saw strange marks on the map and the sign on the lower left, and his expression changed.

The above is the mining area marked by the ink fountain.

After all, Yingzheng had some understanding of Mo Dou's special features, and immediately returned to normal: "Father Zhong, don't panic, these things seem to be true."

"Oh?" Lu Buwei said in a bad tone when the lord was out of power, "How did your lord know?"

Ying Zheng's expression was light: "You only need to send someone to check a few places. It doesn't have to be true one by one. As long as half of them are true, this picture is credible."

The ministers couldn't understand the conversation between the two, but judging from the situation, it was Lu Buwei who lost his temper, while Ying Zheng was quite like a monarch. For a while, people's hearts were different.

Mo Dou raised his head and saw the hidden smile in Ying Zheng's eyes, which was completely different from the gloomy look when he first came in. He finally felt relieved, his smiling eyes bent, and he knelt down to congratulate: "Dou presents this picture today. Your Majesty's name will last forever."

All the ministers congratulated Qi Qi: "May the Great Qin be prosperous and prosperous, and may Your Majesty's name last forever."

Hundreds of people shouted in unison, like a torrent of bells, which shook the birds and made a generation of emperors famous.