Qin Hu

Chapter 116 Counsel is so courageous!
Xiangliyue blames blame, but in fact she is also happy in her heart.

The first emperor was considerate, knowing that Zhao Zihu had eaten her up, so he immediately set a date for their marriage.

To be honest, Xiangliyue was still a little apprehensive at first, fearing that the news about her and Zhao Zihu would spread and the Xiangli clan would be laughed at by the officials.

Even implicating the entire Mo family and being laughed at by the disciples of the other hundred schools.

In that case, her crime will be serious, and she will have no face to take over the position of Mohist tycoon in the future!

But now, Ying Zheng's edict to set the date of marriage completely dispelled her anxiety.

Now even if she is open and aboveboard and shows affection to Zhao Zihu, the officials will not say much when they see her. After all, the young couple will get married soon, and it would be a waste of time for others to talk too much.

Moreover, it is not too far from this place to the East China Sea, no matter how slow Yu Jia walks, he can reach it in more than a month, if he walks faster, he can reach it in a few days.

To put it bluntly, even if Zhao Zihu made her belly bigger, she might not be able to show her bosom when she reached the shore of the East China Sea.

In short, Xiangliyue feels at ease and is very happy!
"Husband... you are?"

Xiang Liyue looked at Zhao Zihu, but found that her little husband was still in a daze, so she gently pushed him and called out, "What's wrong, husband?"

Zhao Zihu came back to his senses suddenly, looked at the shiny new bronze waist card in his hand, grinned and said: "Father is too, he didn't even discuss it with me..."

"This is a hard job for me to offend someone!"

Xiang Liyue was stunned for a moment, and her beautiful eyes fixed her eyes on the bronze waist card in his hand, only to see that it was engraved with ancient and clumsy Qin script: [Supervising the world's iron eagle and sharp warrior Captain]

Tilting his head and looking at the back, it is also ancient and clumsy Qin Zhuan: [Ying surnamed Zhao Zihu]

The official position on the front and the name on the back are simple and clear.

Xiang Liyue knew about Tie Ying Rui Shi, because when Zhao Zihu picked up and made up for Yingzheng's new official system and made amendments and additions, she and Xiao Diaochan were by the side, doing things to add fragrance to the red sleeves.

"This errand really offends people. If your husband is unwilling to undertake it, you can tell your majesty...you can tell your father and emperor to resign from this official position!"

Xiangliyue didn't care that she hated evil, as a Mohist disciple should be, but she wanted Zhao Zihu to have more friends and fewer enemies, so he hesitated to propose.

Hu Hai had a good time listening, and said quietly: "Sister-in-law doesn't understand Father's temper, and no one can easily change what Father decides."

"Unless you can prove that your father's appointment is wrong, the kind that is terribly wrong, your father will definitely accept his advice and obey."

"But... Father's appointment is obviously not wrong. On the contrary, my brother is very suitable to be the captain of this iron eagle warrior."

"Although my elder brother is playful and careless, he is also jealous of evil, and he is the most sympathetic to the poor. With these two points, he can show no mercy to corrupt officials, and can also restrain the iron eagle warriors under his command from harming the people and harming the people." .”

"Therefore, father will not withdraw the appointment edict. If Shangshu is forced to evade and resign from office, I'm afraid he will only get whipped and scolded!"

Hu Hai's cleverness is usually used to figure out how to play tricks in front of Ying Zheng.

Among Yingzheng's twenty or so sons, Hu Hai really knows Yingzheng's temper best.

He said these words, and he is definitely the most authoritative, and he can't be wrong!

Xiangliyue nodded dumbly, pursed her red lips and looked at Zhao Zihu, pondered for a moment before saying: "It's okay for my husband to be the captain of this iron eagle warrior, the disciples of the Mo family will definitely help."

Zhao Zihu smacked his lips and didn't think about it anymore. He nodded and said, "Well, speaking of disciples of the Mohist school, they are indeed very suitable to be Iron Eagle warriors. I need to visit Father Xiangli."

"Going right now!"

Naturally Xiangliyue didn't say anything else, she immediately nodded and said, "I'll go with my husband."

Zhao Zihu beckoned, and asked Ruishi's subordinates to bring his red rabbit horse, and then told Ben Boerba and Ba Boerben to pack up their things, and the driver would follow when they set off, without waiting for him.

The two servants bowed to each other to accept the order.

Zhao Zihu rode on his red rabbit horse, walked with Xiangliyue and Fat Qinger's aunt and nephew, followed by the cold-blooded thirteen eagles, and rushed to the Juechen camp surrounded by a group of elite followers.

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After Meng Yi went back to report to Ying Zheng, Yu Jia really started to set off.

When Zhao Zihu found Lao Xiangli, the old man was not in his car, but followed the carpenter's camp, taking care of the several carts of pulp made of various raw materials.

And, hemp paper is being trial-produced!
Zhao Zihu and Xiang Liyue are shameless and shameless these days, the hemp pulp made of rags is already soaked and retting soft enough, and it is indeed time to start formal trial production.

"I've seen my father."

Zhao Zihu rode on the horse, and bowed his hands to the old Xiangli who was beating oar on the waterwheel.

The old Xiangli looked up at him, then looked at Xiangliyue beside him, bowed his hands and said: "Young master, it's rare that you have time to come here."

These words are somewhat meaningful.

Zhao Zihu knew in his heart that the old man probably already knew about himself and Xiangliyue, so he bared his teeth and said happily: "Father has just issued an edict to set a date for my marriage with Yue'er. , when we got married."

"Hasn't the father notified the eldest father?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, his old face suddenly bloomed like a chrysanthemum, and there seemed to be a rippling smile, he nodded again and again and said: "Okay, that's good... I think there are too many things today, and your majesty has not had time to ask me." Richter issued an edict on the date of marriage."

This statement is true, Ying Zheng is indeed busy today.

Or rather uneasy.

After all, with the implementation of the new official system, the emperor must feel uneasy. Even though he looks calm on the surface, he is definitely under pressure.

If there is no pressure, he is really a god!

And when there is pressure, it is inevitable to forget and omit some things, and it is worthy of forgiveness!

Needless to say, compared to state affairs, Zhao Zihu and Xiang Liyue's marriage is really nothing to mention!
"Let's take a look, my lord. This is the hemp pulp paper that the old man trial-produced yesterday. Is it still usable?"

Old Xiangli wiped his hands in the sackcloth on his body, got into the water cart and rode on his horse, took out a few pieces of hemp paper from the saddle bag, and handed it to Zhao Zihu for him to check the results.

Zhao Zihu took it with both hands and inspected it.

The newly made hemp paper, just looking at the appearance, is much more pleasing to the eye than the previous days.

The hemp fiber has been retting to a certain extent, so after it is made into paper, it is almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

At least, if you don't look carefully, you won't be able to see it!

Unlike the paper made in advance experiments a few days ago, the hemp fiber can be seen at a glance, and it is not rough.

And compared to the hemp paper that was trial-produced a few days ago, the color is no longer dark yellow or black.

Although it is still yellowish in color, at least it is very bright, and the washing is obviously in place!
Zhao Zihu handed each of Xiangliyue and Fat Qing'er the hemp paper in his hand, and asked them to see how it was.

Then, try to rub the remaining hemp paper.

Not broken!

The flexibility is up to the mark!
It was rubbed into a ball of paper!
Moreover, it is also thick enough, if it is used to wipe the buttocks, it will definitely not be buckled...

"Father, do you have pen and ink here?"

After some research, Zhao Zihu looked at the old man and asked again.

Old Xiangli was trying to make paper here, and naturally he brought pen and ink to experiment with the effect. He took out a thin bamboo tube and a brush from his saddle bag, and handed it to Zhao Zihu: "The bamboo tube is ink."

Zhao Zihu took it with a nod, opened the stopper of the bamboo tube, put the brush in, dipped some ink, skimmed off the excess ink, and tried to write on the paper.

Write a big Qin Zhuan [tiger] character.

Xiangliyue and Fat Qing'er looked at the effect, and then smacked their lips together.

Because the ink smudges after it touches the paper.

Moreover, it is a relatively serious halo.

If Zhao Zihu hadn't written tiger characters big enough, he might have fainted into a ball of ink!

However, Zhao Zihu's eyes lit up, and he praised: "This paper is finished!"

Hearing the words, the old man was immediately satisfied, he stroked his white beard lightly with trembling withered hands, an uncontrollable complacency appeared on the old man's face.

Seems to want to laugh three times!

The old man has seen the big world, but this achievement of papermaking can be passed on forever, benefiting scholars all over the world.

More benefit the Mohist theory!

This can't help him not being excited!

It's normal to feel uncontrollable!
"The ink smear is so serious, does this count?"

Fat Qing'er frowned, hesitantly asked Zhao Zihu.

In fact, she was not the only one who had this doubt, stretching her neck to look at the novel cold-blooded thirteen eagles, as well as Zhao Tuo and other elite soldiers, she was also confused.

The ink stains on the hemp paper are so bad that it is almost impossible to write, how can it be counted?
Xiangliyue, on the other hand, was still a little dissatisfied with the writing effect at first, but at this time, she probably came back to it, and said with beautiful eyes: "It is indeed done, just need to improve the ink, and it can be used to match this hemp paper. Write words!"

Fat Qing'er was stunned when he heard this.

Xiao Diaochan, Hu Hai, Zhao Tuo and others also stayed together.

right!

The problem is not with the paper at all, but with the ink.

As long as the ink is improved to make it more viscous and not to smudge on the paper, isn't it done?
"Congratulations to the old giant, this papermaking is really a feat!"

Zhao Tuo was the first to react, and he raised his hands enviously, and congratulated the old man who couldn't hide his complacency.

When he opened his mouth, those around who could clearly see what was going on were also Qiqi congratulating the old minister: "Congratulations, old man... a great achievement..."

The old man bowed his hands in salute, but he couldn't hide his joy anymore, he grinned and laughed happily: "Hahaha... I don't dare to take all the credit for this old man. It was Mr. Zihu who instructed me to make paper this time. Yue'er and Qing Er is also busy...haha..."

Zhao Zihu put away the brush and bamboo tube, and returned it to the old man, saying, "Father, you don't have to be modest, the papermaking is really thanks to you."

"As for me, I just came up with an idea, and I can't really call it meritorious."

"Yue'er and Fat Girl also spent three days fishing and two days drying the net."

"Paper can be made, all thanks to the great father alone!"

The old minister frowned and said angrily: "You must not say that, it is your credit for making the paper!"

"If someone else asks about it in the future, it will be due to you!"

"In addition, this hemp paper is actually not very easy to use. From the perspective of this old man, no matter how much it is improved, it will be difficult to improve it."

As he said that, he pointed to several water lanes that lined up in a row: "If you want to make truly usable paper, you may need to rely on pulp made from these other raw materials."

"In the future, the trial and error will be left to you!"

However, the old man is like many elders who have lived to the end. He just wants to give all the credit and fame to the younger generation, so that the younger generation can become famous and inherit the mantle.

It's a painstaking effort, but it's understandable and worthy of consideration!

Zhao Zihu didn't lack this credit, he looked at Xiangliyue and Fat Qing'er and said, "You two, give me more snacks, don't let the great father down."

Xiangliyue and Fat Qing'er nodded at first, then Qi Qi gave him a look.

You still have the face to say these things, if it weren't for your daring, how could the two of us have been fishing for three days and drying the net for two days?
How could a critical moment caused by paper be missed?
Zhao Zihu understood the eyes of his aunt and nephew, but he didn't care. He folded the paper with handwriting and put it in the breastplate.

Then, he took back the paper in the hands of the aunt and nephew, folded them together and put them into the breastplate.

Well, finally there is paper that can wipe the buttocks, and finally there is no need to use hemp leaves to wipe the buttocks.

There is a feeling of happiness!
There is an urge to cry!

"Father, I have a new official position now, and I need your help."

Zhao Zihu received the paper, satisfied, finally heard that there is still business to do, and hurriedly bowed his hands to the old minister to pray.

The old man saw him like this, but he was noncommittal, and only said: "What official position did you get?"

Zhao Zihu said bluntly: "The iron eagle is a sharp soldier and a captain!"

The old minister raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised, but then frowned: "Why did His Majesty entrust you with this position? Isn't it a joke?"

Zhao Zihu: "..."

This old man, in front of me, just complained like this.

Am I shameless?
"The old man knows that the young master has great talent, but the official position of the Tie Ying Rui Shi, the captain, is of great importance, even more important than the imperial doctor... Are you really sure, the young master, that he will do a good job?"

Of course, the old minister could see Zhao Zihu's displeasure, but he still spoke bluntly: "My lord, if you don't do it well, not only will your reputation be bad, but your majesty will hate you!"

He said that Tieying Ruishi is more important than Yushi, which actually makes sense.

The censor is on the bright side, as long as he pays attention to precautions, he is probably not afraid of corrupt officials.

However, Tie Ying Ruishi is doing shady activities, monitoring the world from the dark, which is hard to guard against. His achievements and credits, or the things he can find out, must be more than Yushi.

So, of course, it has a lot to do with it!

Zhao Zihu didn't care about the old minister's warning, he bared his teeth and said happily: "Everything is done by people, what others can do, why can't I do it?!"

Old Xiangli: "..."

Counseling is so bold!
"Also, didn't I come to seek help from Dafather?"

After Zhao Zihu boasted so well, he turned around and put on a cute pose, begging to pray for his cuteness.

Old Xiangli resisted the urge to vomit, and couldn't laugh or cry: "If you have something to say, how do you want me to help you?"

Zhao Zihu stopped talking nonsense, and said bluntly: "I want Mohist disciples, as many Mohist disciples as possible, to serve as Tieying Ruishi!"

(End of this chapter)