Qin Shi: Starting from saving Yan Lingji

Chapter 133 He Gives Too Much
"Oh?"

Zi Nu Chun Shan frowned lightly, although she knew it would not be so easy to achieve her wish, but she still thought of a way to listen to what Zheng Ze said.

"I have said a long time ago that Miss Zi Nu has worked so hard for Zi Lanxuan. If there is someone who can help the girl share the burden, it will be much easier. Why don't you turn the [-]% of the profit into Zi Lanxuan's How about [-]% belonging?"

Hearing this, ripples appeared in Zi Nu's charming eyes, "[-]% belong?"

She reacted instantly, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, "Sir, you really have a good plan!"

Zheng Ze shrugged, "Isn't the girl worried that I will be bad for Zilanxuan? If it has a part of me, I won't have bad thoughts about my things, right?"

The purple girl has high temples, and under the slender eyebrows of willow leaves on the snowy skin, there are wisps of charm lingering, but the tight clothes keep climbing up the snowy neck, giving people a conservative feeling .

She has never intended to be coquettish, as long as she sits next to her, she can always feel the subconscious and natural charm of Yu Jie, combined with the shrewdness and wisdom in those purple eyebrows, looking at her, it is like the eyes hidden in her eyes. Hold the hook and firmly hook the man's heart.

"Do you think I will agree to you?" Zi Nu said softly.

Although he did not readily accept his proposal, he was not as obsessed with drawing boundaries as before, full of vigilance.

In front of her, exposing one's ambitions is much better than letting her keep guessing, but she still can't figure it out.

She is not as gentle as Mrs. Hu, not as flirtatious as Yan Lingji, not as calm as Nongyu, not as pure as Jing Xi, but only has the charming style that belongs to her alone.

Rational and strong, cautious and independent.

This is also Zheng Ze's favorite place, holding the cup of wine she poured, "Why not? Since Zi Lanxuan is willing to enter the game, she must have already made preparations, and now it's an extra guarantee, wouldn't it be good? "

In the beginning, when Zheng Ze said that he wanted Zilanxuan, everyone might just take it as a joke, but now Zinu can't help thinking about the feasibility of such a thing, because the people who say such things have different weight.

But before she could think about it, the door of the private room was pushed open, and then two figures wearing bamboo hats and masks walked in one after another.

Fu Nian led Zhang Liang, looking left and right along the way, carefully appearing in front of Zheng Ze without being noticed by others.

After gently closing the door, her waist straightened instantly, and she casually took off the hat on her head, and took off the cloth covering her face, her upright face was frosty and snowy, and Fu Nian walked up to Zheng Ze, standing tall. Looking down at him, he asked directly.

"Mr. Zheng Ze, there is no grievance or enmity between you and me, why do you want to tell the truth and ruin my reputation?" He looked very angry.

As for whether he is really so angry or wants to take the opportunity to stand on the moral high ground, only he knows.

Their arrival interrupted the conversation between Zheng Ze and Zi Nu. Seeing Fu Nian, Zi Nu consciously stood up to greet her.

Facing Fu Nian's questioning, Zheng Ze looked indifferently.

Raising his hand, he pushed a booklet in front of Fu Nian, and said calmly, "This is the art of making paper, and it's ready for you sir."

When his voice fell, not only Fu Nian, but also Zi Nu and Zhang Liang couldn't help but turn their attention to the book on the case.

Except for Yan'er, who was watching while eating, no one in the room didn't know the importance of papermaking. This is a historic innovation, so he took it out like this?
For a moment, Fu Nian didn't know how to manage his emotions and demeanor. Compared with the papermaking skills in front of him, his reputation seemed not so important.

He wanted to get angry, but when he saw the booklet, he couldn't send anything out.

Without him, Zheng Ze gave too much.

"Mr. Zheng, is this for me?" The angry tone had just begun to rise, and then stopped abruptly. The words spoken at this time sounded soft and abrupt.

Sensing this change, Zheng Ze raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "I said yesterday that I will offer papermaking with both hands. Not only that, I also have craftsmen who are familiar with papermaking here, and I can send someone to follow Mr. Fu Nian back to teach it." Ripe experience. Now, can we talk about it?"

Why can't we talk about it?

Fu Nian quickly cleaned up his emotions in the future tense. If his reputation can be exchanged for mature papermaking technology, Fu Nian felt that it would be okay to come a few more times.

Those who are clean are self-cleaning, and the master will understand himself.

"I'm being rude!" Fu Nian sighed, and sat down in front of Zheng Ze at the same time, while Zhang Liang stood behind him.

Slowly picking up the booklet in front of him, Fu Nian scanned the words on it slightly, his face moved slightly, then he closed the booklet, raised his head, and saw the young man's face pale, he pursed his lips, "What does Mr. Zheng want?" ?”

Zheng Ze shook his head, he never thought of holding papermaking in his own hands.Without the strength of monopoly, there should be no idea of ​​monopoly.

It may bring amazing wealth, but compared to the risks that need to be taken, it is not worth sticking to.He really needed wealth, but never had the desire to earn it himself.

I have already come to this society where rituals and music have collapsed, so how can I think about working hard to make money?Wouldn't it be good to just grab it?

The wealth needed to unlock the fourth stage of the puppet, Zheng Ze has always been counting on the emerald tiger.

So papermaking is not that important to him.

Whether it's Nightfall or Baijia, he doesn't hesitate to share his papermaking skills.What Zheng Ze really values ​​is the role that paper can really produce after it comes out.

Instead of directly answering Fu Nian's question, he raised his hand and pointed out the window, "Yesterday Mr. Fu Nian said that not many people came here, what about today?"

Fu Nian didn't need to look, he already sensed the turbulent crowd outside, "Confused people with nonsense, does Mr. Zheng know that this is the way to death?"

Like Han Fei, he immediately felt the invisible power of speech transmission.

"Isn't Confucianism relying on this kind of power to spread grammar and publicize its own ideas?" Zheng Ze said slowly, propping half of his face with his hands.

Fu Nian shook his head, and said directly: "We are just concentrating on studying knowledge, and have no intention of participating in the world's struggle."

He probably understood what Zheng Ze wanted to say, but this kind of thing was too dangerous and they didn't want to touch it.

At least for now, among the hundreds of schools of thought, there is basically no idea of ​​​​standing in line.

"A gentleman hides things in his body and moves them when the time comes. There are some things that you don't have to use, but it's best to have them."

After Zheng Ze's words fell, Fu Nian thought for a moment, then shook his head, "There is no such thing as happiness or misfortune, but people take it for themselves. Mr. Zheng should know the danger!"

The corner of his mouth moved slightly, Zheng Ze shrugged his shoulders, "Since that's the case, I won't force you. Anyway, I heard that people from Mohism and Taoism should be here tomorrow."

　Two consecutive rounds of nucleic acid for ten hours, a bit tired...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)