Mrs. Qin Xiangguo

087

After sending Li Mu away, Zhao Weizhen turned to look at Lu Buwei.

Today, Qin Xiangguo was born well, but for some reason, it seems to be especially good today.Zhao Weizhen glanced up and down, and saw that although Lu Buwei was wearing an old white shirt on weekdays, he was wearing a brand new jade crown on his head, and his black hair was still painted with pomade.

It is both simple and noble, coupled with the warm sunshine, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a Mr. Pianpian.

Rounding it out is carrying Louis Vuitton in overalls.

Zhao Weizhen couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth immediately.

"Xiangguo is so handsome." She teased, "You are so beautifully dressed today, did you come here specially to pick me up?"

Lu Buwei was not angry when his wife touched his face.

Instead, he smiled gently: "Buwei has a business to do."

Zhao Weizhen: "What?"

Lu Buwei: "The empress dowager asked someone to send a message, asking about the marriage, Buwei thought, and we can meet the empress dowager together with Wei Zhen, so you two can catch up on the old days."

Zhao Weizhen: "..."

How did she tease her back, how Lu Buwei teased her back.

I just met Zhao Ji a few days ago, where is the need to "reminiscing about the past"?It is obvious that he still keeps Li Mu's greeting card in his heart.

Zhao Weizhen raised his eyebrows: "Okay, then let's go."

Didn't say a word on purpose?Let's see how long you can carry this personable look.

The two of them got into the same carriage and went straight to Xianyang Palace.

After finalizing the marriage between Qin and Chu, Zhao Ji must not be able to sit still as a mother.

Sure enough, as soon as she saw Zhao Weizhen and Lu Buwei, Zhao Ji stood up directly.

Regardless of Ying Zheng's presence, she asked directly: "How is the marriage? Is the woman good-looking? How old is it? Mr. Buwei is also true. He has been back for a few days. Somebody sent someone to send me the date of birth." Why, it would be even better if there were miniatures!"

Ying Zheng: "..."

The young monarch deliberately cleared his throat.

Hearing Ying Zheng's dry cough, Zhao Ji knew what he meant, but said reluctantly, "You are the one getting married, so why are you not in a hurry?"

Lu Buwei laughed out loud.

"Return to the Queen Mother." He said politely: "The marriage between the two countries must be a match and a match, so there is no need to worry about it. The princess of Chu State who was settled was sixteen years old. beauty."

"16 years old?"

Zhao Ji was a little surprised: "The princess of such an age has never been engaged before?"

Women in the pre-Qin period were 15 years old and Jiji, like royal princesses and daughters of nobles, often made marriages before Jiji. It is rare to be unmarried at the age of 16.

Lu Buwei replied: "I heard that this princess had a marriage contract before, but the other party died of illness early."

Zhao Ji was overjoyed when she heard the words: "Isn't that the same as Mrs. Weizhen?"

Zhao Weizhen: "..."

Zhao Ji immediately put the subtle disgust behind her just now, and said happily: "It's a famous lady."

Can your attitude get any faster!Zhao Weizhen couldn't laugh or cry.

In this era, if a woman's marriage is not going well, it is not only a bad thing, but a good thing.Zhao Weizhen had a husband who died before marrying Lu Buwei, and his "worth" increased after returning to her natal home.

The same is true for the princess of Chu State. She is the daughter of the royal family, and her fiancé died, as if she was born to marry a monarch.

So Zhao Ji felt satisfied after hearing this.

Zhao Weizhen couldn't help looking at Ying Zheng.

Qin Wangzheng is only 13 years old this year.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and he seems to have grown a little bit taller - boys of this age always jump up and down in the blink of an eye.Because of his rapid growth, he looks quite thin, but fortunately, he is in good spirits and has piercing eyes. He looks like an ambitious young man.

The master and apprentice looked at each other, and the young Yingzheng lowered his head, covering his mouth and nose with his fist as if in embarrassment.

"My widow heard that my wife has entrusted my mother with some important matters recently." Ying Zheng said, "It's about paper making and printing, right?"

It's just embarrassing, deliberately breaking the topic.

Zhao Weizhen couldn't help smiling: After all, he is young, young people are thin-skinned, and don't want to discuss this topic with their mother.

Moreover, Ying Zheng successfully changed the subject.

When "papermaking" and "printing" were mentioned, Zhao Ji's eyes lit up.

The beauty of the North Land, with her radiant spirit and flying eyes, is even more eye-catching than when she was always frightened and pitiful.

Zhao Ji regained her spirits: "Madam said that the children of the Mohist family were asked to do some new things. If they couldn't get away, they asked me to supervise them. The newly made paper is really a rare thing! It is clearly made of straw, blue Hard and brittle materials such as sandalwood can be pressed out to produce something as soft as silk. This so-called 'paper' is light and clean, and it is much more convenient and cheaper to write words than bamboo slips and silk books!"

Ying Zheng tilted his head when he heard this.

"Oh?"

He put on a curious look, but his tone was still indifferent: "Then what about printing?"

"This one is simpler."

Zhao Ji explained enthusiastically: "It is to use hard wood and cut it into the corresponding size of the block. Write the text first, paste it on the engraving block, and then ask the craftsman to carve the Yang text. At that time, just brush the ink and put the paper on the engraving block. Once posted, the full text will be posted.”

Speaking of this, Zhao Ji added happily: "I saw that Miss Ziying copied Mrs. Weizhen's thousand-character essay before. She copied several copies, and it was very hard. I feel relieved when I see this engraving. I don't need to copy it in the future. Paste up thousands or tens of thousands of copies, and by then all children in Qin will be able to read and write with this paper book."

Ying Zheng nodded after hearing the words: "Well, it's a great thing, please trouble my wife and queen mother."

Zhao Ji was overjoyed: "It's really so useful? Then Zheng'er, you should reward Madam a lot!"

Zhao Weizhen almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Of course Ying Zheng knew what the Mo family's workshop was doing!

The two technologies of papermaking and printing did not fully mature until the Eastern Han and Tang dynasties. The reason was not because of the high scientific content, but because of the limitation of productivity, and all aspects of society had not yet reached the level of knowledge and information dissemination that required paper or printing.

There are not many technical requirements in the first place, and it is clear to Ying Zheng what it is used for and what it is used for.

But it was different for Zhao Ji.

This is something Madam Weizhen entrusted to her!But now even his own son, who is the king, also attaches great importance to it. If he asks carefully, he still thinks it is useful.

The things she participated in all the way were affirmed, and her own value needs were met, not to mention how happy she was.

The child has grown up, Zhao Weizhen thought with relief, he knows how to coax his mother!

"I have to trouble the queen mother to be more concerned." Zhao Weizhen also praised: "With the queen mother in charge, I don't know how much energy I can save. If the opportunity is right in the future, as the queen mother said, it will be good for all the children in Qin to use books. Not impossible."

"Really?" Zhao Ji could muster up a hundred thousand spirits: "Then you have to urge the big boy to take care of it."

"Since there are results."

Ying Zheng suggested: "You can first set up a small workshop to be responsible for papermaking and printing. As the queen mother said, first print a few volumes of the thousand-character text to see the effect."

Zhao Ji quickly agreed: "Understood, I will tell the workshop later."

Ying Zheng: "Give it to the queen mother."

One word made Zhao Ji's heart burst into joy, and she immediately forgot that the purpose of calling Lu Buwei here today was to urge the marriage.

The three monarchs and ministers said a few more important things, and then Lu Buwei and Zhao Weizhen left Xianyang Palace and returned home.

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night.

After dinner every day, Lu Buwei and Zhao Weizhen would accompany Deyin and Wenyin, and today is no exception.

Lu Buwei gave Deyin and Wen Yin his pen wash to play with, and recalled the scene in the palace, laughing and laughing.

"I have known the queen mother for many years." He said with emotion: "This is the first time I have heard her speak so many organized words."

The twins were sitting together, one was leaning against Lu Buwei, the other was lying on his lap, the four little hands were holding the edge of the brush washer, and the extremely precious and heavy things were smashing in the hands of the two girls.

"Don't give them whatever they ask for."

Zhao Weizhen was dissatisfied when he saw that Lu Buwei had even handed over expensive brush washers to the twins, "What if I'm too spoiled?"

Lu Buwei said nonchalantly: "My daughter, Lu Buwei, even if she is too spoiled, can she still afford to support her?"

Zhao Weizhen: "..."

Seeing Zhao Weizhen's expression changed, Lu Buwei changed the subject: "—but we can't be so lawless."

After talking about how he gave the pen wash to the twins, and how he took it back.

Wen Yin said dissatisfiedly: "I want that!"

Deyin: "Ah..."

Lu Buwei took out the rattle.

The twins who liked the rattle the most immediately died down, and each of them held a toy, which was also rattling.

"Find Zhao Ji something to do."

Zhao Weizhen has long been aware of the strangeness: "She has nothing to do in the palace, and she has no backbone in her life. If this continues, accidents will happen."

Moreover, paper printing is not difficult.

I didn't consider papermaking before, because the raw materials of paper are mostly fibers such as bark and straw.In the age of low productivity, even the bark can be eaten to save lives.

Now that the crop and grain production in Qin State is increasing rapidly, there is no longer a problem of food shortage, and the raw materials for papermaking will not become an obstacle.

Then there is the question of demand.

Under the slave system of the aristocracy, there was no need for a large-scale dissemination of knowledge.

Only when writing and science are in the hands of a few people can it be guaranteed that slaves will always remain slaves and do not have the conditions to turn themselves into masters.

But now that Ying Zheng has ascended the throne, this slavery society is about to change.

How should future reforms deal with nobles whose interests have been offended?Zhao Weizhen hasn't figured it out yet, so she can only make all the preparations she can.

Unable to think of how to deal with the aristocratic class, they promoted other classes to face it.

Papermaking and printing can reduce the cost of knowledge dissemination, and can break the monopoly of the aristocratic class from the ideological and cultural level.

Zhao Weizhen really wanted to do ideological promotion.

This is just the first step!

How to implement it after that... She has to think about it.

"Things have changed."

Lu Buwei sighed: "The woman who was in a hurry and ignorant in the past is now the queen mother; the hostage who was bullied in the past, the king of Zhao still has to curry favor, and wants to photograph the general who has made great contributions as an envoy."

Of course it was Li Mu.

Zhao Weizhen thought for a moment: "This is Zhao Wang's trust in Li Mu."

Lu Buwei: "But not necessarily his son. General Li Mu... Buwei admires him."

"Ok?"

"Buwei is a businessman who never does business at a loss. He claims that he can't be like a general." Lu Buwei said: "Knowing what can't be done, and being frank and frank, is a gentleman."

When he spoke, his expression was moved, his fair face was full of seriousness.

It's just that those eyes were hidden in the shadow of the candlelight, and their emotions were obscure, making it difficult for people to see clearly.

Zhao Weizhen teased: "Really admire?"

Lu Buwei said solemnly: "I really admire it."

Zhao Weizhen seemed to be ridiculing, it seemed to be teasing, but he just smiled and didn't reply.

Lu Buwei asked back: "What did Weizhen want to hear from me when he made such a statement?"

Zhao Weizhen: "The truth."

Lu Buwei twitched the corners of his mouth as if amused.

He turned to the servant and nurse behind him: "Take them to sleep first."

Deyin: "Ah!"

Hearing this, Deyin was immediately unhappy.

She was already lying on Lu Buwei's lap, but now she directly grabbed his sleeve and raised her head pitifully: "Deyin will not leave, I want my father and mother to sleep with me!"

Lu Buwei: "Aren't you going?"

Deyin: "Don't go."

The smile on Lu Buwei's face became more genuine: "Will Deyin cry when the wet nurse carries Deyin away?"

Deyin nodded silently.

Not only did she nod, her small face also collapsed, as if she was ready to cry at any moment.

But Lu Buwei said with a smile: "If you cry, then I will cry too."

Deyin:?

Lu Buwei: "Father is taller than you and has a louder voice than you. When he starts to cry, he must be louder than you. When the time comes, will Mom take care of you first or me first?"

Deyin:? ? ?

The two-year-old twin sister froze!

Deyin has always been what you want, and this is the first time I heard my father say that.

Moreover, what he said seems to make sense.

The two-year-old girl who was caught by her father's logic even forgot to fake cry, and stared at Lu Buwei in shock with wide black eyes.

Zhao Weizhen wished he could laugh and turn over.

She gave the twins other toys, and at the moment told the nurse to take the baby away.

Deyin still stared at her own father with a shocked expression until she was about to leave.

After the twins left, only the couple were left in the room.

"It's not as good as Wei Wei." He said suddenly.

"what?"

"Didn't Wei Zhen say that he wanted to hear the truth?"

Lu Buwei, who said this, was sitting on the futon, but his legs were spread apart, and one arm was propped on his knee.

Sitting so boldly is considered disrespectful.

In the daytime and outside, even if those respectful and flattering disciples and strategists were beaten to death, they would never have imagined that Prime Minister Qin, known for his gentleness and courtesy, would still look like this.

"If Wei Wei thinks about it carefully, he is not as good as General Li Mu anywhere."

When he spoke, the candle flames were faintly blurred: "Not as young as the little general, not as strong as him, and not as noble and pure as him. I don't compare myself to myself. I come from a humble background and I am a villain. I can't help feeling ashamed of myself."

At the end, his tone added a little subtlety.

"That is to say, now that I am the Prime Minister, I have less to say." Lu Buwei's voice was very low: "Before this, many people said that Buwei was not good enough for you. When Weizhen was in Handan, he should remarry."

Zhao Weizhen: "..."

OK, isn't that interesting.

Dressed up so beautifully, with a personable and nonchalant appearance, Zhao Weizhen really thought he didn't mind at all.

If you don't mind, what's the matter with the yin and yang here?

"Has Weizhen ever regretted it?"

Lu Buwei pretended to be regretful: "You and I have been married for many years, and you have suffered a lot."

In the end, Zhao Weizhen didn't hold back the smile on his face.

To be honest, she thinks the sour-tongued Lu Buwei... is quite cute.

It's just that kind of brooding and pretending not to care, it's interesting to watch.I endured this for a whole day, and finally I couldn't bear it anymore.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Zhao Weizhen's mouth, she leaned forward and drew closer to him.

"Do you care so much?"

As she spoke, she raised her hand and caressed the man's cheek.

Gently rubbing () Lu Buwei's beautiful jaw line with his fingers, he closed his eyes slightly, his eyelashes covering his sight: "I care, I care a lot. Wei Zhen is so good, Bu Wei is naturally panicked."

Zhao Weizhen's lips touched Lu Buwei's ear: "Afraid I ran away with Li Mu?"

Lu Buwei tilted his head: "Have you never thought about it?"

Zhao Weizhen laughed softly.

"rest assured."

She stroked () the man's chest with the other hand: "Those who have different ways will not conspire with each other. If you are a villain, I will be the wife of a villain, a natural couple."

Lu Buwei looked up in astonishment.

Under the dim sight, the two looked at each other, the ambiguous shadow covered the light, but he still found what he wanted.

In a word, it seems that he didn't say anything, but Zhao Weizhen said everything.

The next moment, Lu Buwei suddenly restrained his smile.

Words are like sharp knives, cutting off the shackles that bind the beast.The man stretched out his arms to wrap Zhao Weizhen's waist () limbs, exerted strength, and got up from the posture of letting the mermaid go.

Amid Zhao Weizhen's laughter, Lu Buwei directly picked her up and threw her on the bed.