Destiny Only Han

Chapter 1109 Liu Ying: You have the qualifications to be the prime minister!
After hearing Liu Qi's words, Liu Ying suddenly became interested.

He replied with a smile: "I can't explain it to you clearly. Seeing is believing. Do you want to go and see with me?"

Liu Qi was naturally willing, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice, looking impatient.

But Zhang Buyu frowned and said, "Didn't we agree to live in the mountains for two days, hunt, fish and enjoy the good time of being a man only? Why do you want to go somewhere else again?"

Although, it is more interesting to show off in front of his son... Liu Ying said with a smile: "Since he wants to go, let's satisfy him! This is the legendary parent-child time!"

Zhang Buyu was stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling that Liu Ying seemed to be taking advantage of him.

But he didn't take it seriously. After all, his father was Zhang Liang.

Liu Ying took advantage of him, which was tantamount to bullying his master and destroying his ancestors!
So, he looked at Liu Qi who had a pleading look on his face, shook his head and said, "Okay then, you can go wherever you want. Anyway, we are just out to play, it's the same everywhere..."

Liu Ying smiled and said: "Let's go to the university town of Shanglinyuan. There are mountains and rivers there, and there are many young people, and they can sweep away the staleness from you..."

You are so angry, you have been so angry since you were three or four years old... Zhang Buyu glared at you.

Liu Ying just pretended not to see it and lightly knocked on the horse's belly. The five-flowered horse, which had been waiting impatiently for a long time, immediately spread its hooves and ran away.

"Wait for me!"

Zhang Busuo fought hard to catch up.

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Shanglin Court.

Imperial College.

There are so many top students here, and if you pick out an ordinary boy with four eyes wearing glasses, he will be a legend in their hometown, and he will be solemnly recorded in the county annals.

Liu Qi followed Liu Ying into the campus, looking around and feeling a little inferior.

Well, the main reason is that he can't read the school newspaper.

After all, he is just a middle school student.

Liu Ying held her head high and led them into the teachers' building with ease.

Zhang Buyu asked with some confusion: "Why do you come here?"

While he was speaking, a group of teachers came towards him, which scared him and quickly turned his head.

Liu Ying did not dodge or dodge.

On the contrary, he said hello to those teachers.

The reason is simple. No one would have thought that the person walking towards him would be the current emperor.

Therefore, although the instructors did not know Liu Ying at all, they still smiled politely and nodded to him, and then walked away.

Under the admiring gazes of Liu Qi and Liu De, Liu Ying raised her eyebrows at Zhang Buyi triumphantly and explained: "If you want to see the typewriter, you can go to the publishing house, but there is a traffic jam in the inner city. , so don’t go!”

Zhang Buyi nodded in agreement.

Chang'an City is overcrowded, especially during the morning rush hour.

“So, there is only the teachers’ building.”

"And it only needs to be in the teaching building of the university!"

Liu Ying opened the office along the road and looked inside, explaining: "Because of the shortcomings of exam-oriented education, although middle schools have many test papers, the content this year is actually very similar to last year."

"So just keep the original copy of the test paper. At worst, you can use a typewriter like the one from the early years, which is similar to movable type printing, to type out a temporary test paper."

“College is different.”

"Compared with middle schools, the amount of knowledge in universities is countless times greater."

"The number of test papers is huge, so a labor-saving and efficient typewriter is needed to help teachers reduce their burden."

"The important thing is that the university has enough funds to afford these expensive Chinese character typewriters, and subsequent maintenance is even more expensive!"

"Besides, as I said, you two should stop hanging out with certain people in the future. Those guys are always talking about things. How can there be any reason why a typewriter can type more than 1 words in one minute?"

"Anyone who can type fifty words in one minute is already a master!"

"The usual input speed of ordinary people is about thirty words per minute."

After Liu De heard this, he looked at Zhang Buyu with contempt in his eyes.

Well, he actually wanted to buy a typewriter.

Without him, bad students are always punished to copy articles.

If he could have a typewriter capable of writing hundreds of words per minute, it would be much easier to copy articles...

Zhang Busu made a big blush.

But Liu Qi still expressed shock.

Thirty words in one minute, that’s pretty awesome...

While talking, Liu Ying led them to find their goal.

Chinese character typewriter.

To be precise, it's a Ming Kuai typewriter.

While there was no one in the office, Liu Ying skillfully removed the baffle on the side of the typewriter, pointed at the roller inside and said, "This is the core component of the typewriter."

"This is a very complex roller. A large roller has six middle rollers, and a middle roller has six small rollers. Each small roller has eight sides, and there are a total of 29 fonts on each side."

"In this way, there are 350 characters, which can be combined into tens of thousands of words, basically covering all common words."

"And typing is also very simple. You only need to press the keys three times to type the words you want!"

After Liu Ying finished speaking, she looked at Liu Qi with an encouraging look and motioned for him to go over and give it a try.

Liu Qi was a little hesitant, for fear of breaking such a complicated machine, but he couldn't help but couldn't help his curiosity, so he lightly pressed the word selection key according to the word list next to him.

But the word selection key doesn’t move at all…

Liu Ying laughed out loud.

After all, this is a purely mechanical typewriter. It relies entirely on human fingers to drive the wheel to rotate and eventually stop at the desired position.

Therefore, typing is a hard job, and tenosynovitis is inevitable... Liu Qi bravely pressed again.

This time he went hard.

Sure enough, with a clicking sound, the word selection dial began to rotate.

So Liu Qi pressed it again.

The dial selector rotates again.

Finally, Liu Qi pressed one of the digital word selection keys, and with a clicking sound, the word he wanted appeared clearly on the white paper.

Chinese.

"Father, it's so amazing!"

Liu Qi jumped three feet high with his eyes wide open, and it was rare that he didn't act like a grown-up with a straight face.

"That's natural."

Liu Ying touched his head with a smile, then looked at Liu De and Zhang Buyi: "Which one of you wants to try?"

Liu De raised his hand.

Zhang Buyi would naturally not compete with him.

Then, the typewriter started clicking non-stop.

After a while, Zhang Buyu felt as if he was in another world and everything in front of him was not very real.

He had seen many weird gadgets made by Liu Ying before, but this typewriter alone gave him an inexplicable feeling.

With a typewriter, who can still write?

Words are made up of pieces, so what’s the point of words?

He thought for a while but didn't understand. He laughed at himself and muttered in a voice that could only be heard by himself: "Fortunately, Nai Gong has already made preparations to be a salted fish for the rest of his life..."

But Liu Ying's ears are particularly good.

When Zhang Buyi was confused, Liu Ying patted him on the shoulder: "That's right! It's important for people to be self-aware. If you can clearly realize that you are not good at what you do, you will have the qualifications to become a prime minister!"

At least, better than Cao Shen... Liu Ying added in her heart.

"What's the matter?"

"Xiangguo?"

Zhang Buyu stared, his face full of worries.

He and Liu Ying have known each other for more than 20 years, so he naturally knew that Liu Ying would not make such a joke.

Is it possible that Liu Ying wants him to be the prime minister?
Well, I will send someone to see if there is smoke coming out of the ancestral graves at home later... Zhang Buyi nodded secretly, but hesitated to speak.

Liu Ying just patted his shoulder again and smiled without saying a word.

After all, after he instituted the Zuoerguan system, official positions such as the Prime Minister would be eclipsed by the bureaucratic class within a few years. Therefore, even if the position of the Prime Minister is tied up, the country will still operate... …

Therefore, the position of the Prime Minister can continue to be left to the group of heroes to compete. The emperor only needs to control those who really control the country!
Zuo Erguan is a group of people who are more loyal and more powerful than the literati who obtained the imperial examination!
Using them to secretly control the country can prevent imperial power from falling into the hands of powerful ministers, or having military power controlled by powerful ministers or relatives.

Liu Ying was too lazy to say it clearly, but Zhang Buyu mustered up the courage and looked like he was breaking the casserole and asking the truth.

He turned to Liu Ying and said reluctantly: "Please tell me clearly, otherwise I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to fall asleep from today on..."

Liu Ying laughed out loud.

Zhang Buyu stared.

Liu Ying asked: "Do you think it is justice or evil to send troops to poison people, destroy their country, and occupy their territory?"

Zhang Buyi had a matter-of-fact look on his face: "Of course it's justice. To be more precise, it's to punish the people and punish the disobedient!"

Yes, there are some despicable and shameless politicians... Liu Ying smiled and shook her head: "Everything is not about good and evil, only about order and chaos. When did you figure this out? Then you will be able to become the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty!"

Zhang Buyu was stunned for a moment, thoughtful.

Liu De played with the typewriter for a while and shook his sore fingers: "It would be nice if it could be lighter..."

Liu Qi said: "I think it's very difficult. Just designing and assembling such an exquisite machine is already very difficult, let alone improving it. This is definitely even more difficult!"

Liu De said a little unconvinced:

"What are you afraid of? Can't we just find more skilled craftsmen?"

"Well, my father said that there must be brave men under heavy rewards. If you give them more money, why don't you worry that they won't do their best?"

"You saw the place we passed before. On such a hot day, we were all sweating while walking, but the workers there were walking around carrying dozens or hundreds of kilograms of stuff, working all day long!"

"Aren't they hot?"

"hot!"

"But in order to make more money and earn three times the salary, being hot is nothing!"

"The same goes for this typewriter. As long as we provide high wages and high rewards to the scholars who participate in the research and the craftsmen who make it, we won't be able to achieve our goal of making it lightweight!"

Liu De said, his voice getting lower and lower, and finally it was so low that he could only hear his own voice.

Without him, Liu Ying and Zhang Buyi were looking at him with very surprised eyes.

"Did the words you just said come from your own mind or were they taught by others?"

Liu Ying's face was full of disbelief.

Liu De replied weakly:
"Some of them were taught by my mother, but some of them were my own ideas..."

"It's those who give more money to others..."

"Well, when I didn't know how to do homework, I just gave money to my classmates and asked them to teach me..."

As he said this, he felt more and more guilty.

After all, the so-called 'teaching' is actually ghostwriting, which means letting others imitate his handwriting and write homework for him...

Therefore, Liu Ying must not let Liu Ying know about this matter, otherwise he will die miserably...

(End of this chapter)