Qin asked

If you want to say who is the most powerful in Qin now, it must be Lu Buwei.It is rumored that Lu Buwei's family has tens of thousands of children. Although it is exaggerated, it can still explain something. For example, Lu Buwei is compiling a masterpiece, which claims to absorb the heads of a hundred families. , He really raised a group of people who were compiling books.

As we all know, a roll of bamboo slips can record very few words, but the weight is extremely heavy. So many people write a roll of bamboo slips every day, just placing so many bamboo slips is a very troublesome problem.

"This is where the books are compiled."

Lu Buwei's butler slowly opened the door and showed Li Si Lu Buwei's library. Perhaps it should not be called the library, but the library. The space here can be compared to the main hall in Xianyang City!

Bookshelves taller than a person are neatly arranged on the left side of the main hall, with rolls of bamboo stuffed up to the very top, and lamp oil lamps stand in the center of the water circle, and the occasional sparks quickly disappear in the water , bouncing circles and ripples, in order to make it easier for the book editors to take books, a simple ladder is placed next to each bookshelf, some bamboo slips are old, and it seems that people have often read them; It has only just been put in.

Li Si wandered slowly beside the bookshelves, pointing his fingers at the signs hanging on them one by one, "Book of Songs", "Laozi", "Zhuangzi", "Lingshu", "Suwen", "Book of Rites"... Bamboo slips and ink People who have never read the book may feel dizzy, but for Li Si, it was back to the time when he worshiped under Xunzi, recalling the time when he lived in that never-ending life. , His ever-increasing purpose through the endless days.

On the right side of the room are placed one after another heavy desks. People sitting behind are concentrating on the bamboo slips in their hands. Occasionally, some people look up at Li Si who is standing aside, and immediately lower their shoulders to work again without interest. Carved his own mark on a page of history books.

so good……

Li Si thought, the butler next to him was waiting for Li Si to finish his tour of the library. Seeing the admiration in Li Si's eyes, his face was a little smug: "How is this place? Mister is willing to work here. Mr. Lu will certainly not treat Mr. badly."

Li Si nodded in agreement: "If you can compile a book here, you won't live a lifetime in the world."

The butler followed suit and nodded in satisfaction: "Then, sir, find a seat and start weaving, and the old servant will not bother you."

Li paused, and said seriously, "I refuse."

……

For a moment, the butler felt that he might be hallucinating, but seeing the other party standing so straight and waiting for him to lead him back, the butler still believed his ears.

"Sir, you don't want to work here?"

Lu Gong of his family mainly raises people to compile books. If you don’t come to compile books, what are you doing?Do you want to eat dry rice? !

Li Si said sincerely: "The next ambition is not here."

He is a mouse who wants to eat rice, not a bookworm who gnaws on books every day.

The housekeeper stopped talking, and pouted contemptuously. He had seen too much of this kind of people, they just came to eat with Lu Gong in his family, and they would eat and wait for death. If it weren't for Lu Gong's reputation of loving Xian, these people would have been kicked out a long time ago out.

The housekeeper didn't want to say much, he casually led Li Si to a room and hurried away, Li Si looked at his new room indifferently.

Compared with those who edited books, the treatment that a person like him who does not do anything is much worse. Apart from other things, at least the editors have a room by themselves, but now he has a roommate.

Looking at the messy room, Li Si raised his eyebrows, and found a space to sit down and wait for someone. The new roommates should establish a good relationship first, and then raise the issue of public environment.

Li Si didn't wait long. His roommate just went to take a shower. Of course, Qin State is still short of water, but autumn is about to pass, and Qin State will be much better when it snows. Li Si's roommate That is, the cloth dipped in some water and wiped on the body.

In order to prevent sweating again, this roommate simply returned to his room naked. Anyway, he was lucky and was assigned only one person...Damn it!Why is there someone in his room? !

Hearing the movement, Li Si turned his head to look at the door, and greeted his roommate: "Brother, I am you..."

The other party didn't wait for him to finish, but rushed in, picked up his clothes and ran out.

Li Si finished the rest of the sentence with a wooden face: "...'s roommate..."

Hell, why is his roommate so big?There must be four taels!

...

Ying Zheng and Mo Dou in the workshop didn't know that Li Si and Lao Ai had a historic meeting, and they were busy playing...

Yes, you read that right, they are having fun... although they say they are studying Liuli...

Ying Zheng held up his own emerald glass eagle that was full of air bubbles due to the low level of craftsmanship and said proudly: "Your things are not good-looking, only those made by others are good-looking."

Mo Dou looked contemptuously at the glass bird in Ying Zheng's hand and dismissed it. That's right, in Mo Dou's eyes, what Ying Zheng made was a glass bird with dull eyes, claws missing toes, and a crooked neck. He said it was a duck. It can be regarded as beautifying him, how can the glass airplane in his hand be so beautiful... Although it is also forgivable...

In fact, although Mo Dou has specialized in carpentry for many years, he still has no way to deal with soft things. He still maintains the level of plasticine in elementary school in his previous world. If the plane in Mo Dou's hand really has the power to take off, I believe this thing I will definitely fall off the track at the start...

In other words, why are they suddenly addicted to pinching glass?Didn't you agree to study how to deal with the air bubbles in the glass?

Mo Dou, who suddenly remembered what was going on, tilted his head, puzzled, but seeing Ying Zheng who was rarely happy, Mo Dou gave up the treatment. It is rare that Ying Zheng is so happy, what is he spoiling?

Mo Dou put down the plane, turned around and went to grab the freshly baked molten glass with Ying Zheng, and he still had to pinch the tank!

...

In the Xianyang Palace, Zhao Ji and Lu Buwei were side by side. They had experienced love before, but they parted ways because of the tricks of the world. Now they seem to have returned to the time when they first met.

248 BC quietly slipped through the winter of Qin, leaving a peaceful tail for the people who experienced ups and downs in this year, and then quickly disappeared in the roar of 249 years.