Qin Hu

Chapter 118 The great cause of breaking the world!
Seeing that Zhao Zihu had come here for business, Yingzheng's expression of resentment disappeared immediately, and while trusting the horse, he took a few bundles of bamboo slips and unfolded them one by one.

After Yingzheng quickly read a few bundles of bamboo slips, the anger that had just disappeared for a short time on his face resurfaced again, and he said angrily: "Why are you doing things so limitless? The disciples of the Mohist school, have I caught them all?"

Zhao Zihu immediately bowed his hands, and explained solemnly: "Father's words are different...there are a few left. They have no intention of joining the Tieying Ruishi, and my son will not force it!"

Ying Zheng: "..."

Are you trying to use words to amuse your father deliberately?
If it wasn't for driving outside, with many people around watching, I would have to beat you up with my own hands!
Zhao Zihu probably saw the evil spirit in Ying Zheng's eyes, subconsciously shrunk his neck, and said with a straight face: "Father, don't blame the emperor, my son is also in a hurry to form Iron Eagle Warriors, so he made this bad plan."

"Otherwise, when the manpower is almost ready, the east tour will be over, and a great opportunity will be missed!"

Yingzheng was suspicious: "What is a good time?"

Zhao Zihu explained in a hilarious manner: "My father's patrolling of the world is to deter disobedient ministers who plot wrongdoings, and to investigate traitors and eliminate fraud. Only by doing this two-pronged approach can the people of the world recognize my Great Qin rule."

"Therefore, my son thought, to form the Tieying Ruishi as early as possible, so that it will be effective during the east tour, and more evil deeds of corrupt officials, local tyrants and evil gentry will be detected."

"At the time of introduction, wherever the royal father passed by, corrupt officials, officials, local tyrants and evil gentry all obeyed the law and bestowed their heads, and returned the peace and justice to the common people..."

"Actually, what the people want is nothing more than peace and fairness."

"If there is peace, you can live in peace. If there is fairness, you can enjoy business."

"Father gave them a place to live and work in peace and contentment. If there is still dissatisfaction with the ruler of Daqin, then it is not Daqin's problem, nor is it the father's problem, but their own problem..."

"The other generation is nothing more than the remnants of the Six Kingdoms. If they dare to show their heads, they will be killed. One will kill one, and two will kill a pair. If they are caught in the town, they will be beheaded for public display. If they are caught in the latrine, they will drown in the latrine..."

"After killing them all, this world belongs to our Great Qin!"

At the end of his words, he was full of ferocity.

Even vicious.

Today's Daqin is developing for the better. Once Yingzheng realizes the seriousness of the matter, he is very good at accepting advice. The series of changes in the recent period are the best example.

But Yingzheng can change, but those old and young of the old families of the six countries may not be so easy to change.

They are like poisonous snakes lurking in the dark, just like Zhang Liang. They call Bao Qin in their mouths, but they want to become Bao Qin. Once they seize the opportunity, they will jump out and bite Da Qin fiercely.

Or, simply replace it with a Biker!
Zhao Zihu occasionally thought of Xiang Yu, the unparalleled overlord of Western Chu, and couldn't help shivering down his spine.

He was really afraid that that fierce man and his uncle Xiang Liang would lose patience and jump out to hold high the anti-Qin banner after seeing the great Qin rule healed and stabilized.

Once they rise up, the old and young of the six countries who have been deprived of the rights of the nobility will inevitably compete to obey, and the disturbed Great Qin will not be peaceful.

With the destructive power of those uncles and nephews, even if things are settled in the end, everything that is going well now will be ruined overnight.I'm afraid it will take years to recover.

Then again, how innocent are the people in Guizhou?You have to pay for their unwillingness, hatred, and even ambition!

Zhao Zihu just thought about it from the perspective of ordinary people, and his scalp would start to twitch. After all, those uncles and nephews are experts at slaughtering cities.

Regardless of whether the massacre of the city is true or not, whether it is Liu Bang's old bastard or not, it is always frightening to discredit them after gaining power. Who dares to bet?
And Iron Eagle Ruishi was established early, not only to detect traitors and eliminate fraud, but also to detect those who plotted against the law, find them out as soon as possible, and kill them all!

"My son is still very angry..."

Ying Zheng could see the anger in Zhao Zihu's heart, and couldn't help but smack his lips and sigh.

It was because he saw that Zhao Zihu had a hostility hidden in his heart, so he asked Zhao Zihu's master Han Fei to ask, and then he led to the follow-up matters.

He thought that he had done so much and brought Daqin into the right direction step by step, the hostility in Zhao Zihu's heart should be reduced a lot.

But now it seems that there is no reduction!
On the contrary, it seems to be more serious!

It seems that there is a sense of urgency that no one can wait!

Like a fierce tiger protecting its food, the more stable Daqin's rule is, the better Daqin's development will be, and the less he will allow others to destroy and covet it!

Whoever moves, he wants to swallow him!
Although this is a good thing, it is too much...

Don't make it to the end, get into his mentality at the beginning, and give birth to the idea of ​​building a ten thousand year Great Qin.

Of course, there is no way to solve this mentality, and that is to satisfy him!
Just like Zhao Zihu, giving him advice and advice, let everything go well, and the mentality will naturally be stable!
"I can release these noble officials of the Mohist family, even if I give them to you."

"But don't act too hastily, my son needs to know the truth of being steady and steady."

Ying Zheng first agreed to let him go, and then seriously instructed.

Li Si, who was in the car next to him, heard that Ying Zheng, who is notoriously quick-tempered, actually started to teach others to calm down. He couldn't help but shook his head with a strange expression, and muttered: "First of all, let's delegate power... This also teaches my son not to act too hastily... The sun is really going to come out from the west, it's becoming more and more incomprehensible~!"

Zhao Zihu, who was driving outside the car, was overjoyed when he heard that Ying Zheng was willing to give someone to others. He bowed his hands and said, "I understand the truth, so don't worry, my father!"

Ying Zheng nodded, and handed over a few bundles of bamboo slips to Meng Yi, who was accompanying him recently, and said: "I will send a transfer order to the Mohists who have recorded it, and let them work as Tie Ying Rui Shi."

Meng Yi took several bundles of bamboo slips with both hands: "Wei."

After finishing speaking, he held the bamboo slips, turned his horse's head, and returned to Yingzheng's car, and went to work on drafting an edict.

Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Zihu and asked, "Is my son at ease?"

Zhao Zihu naturally nodded again and again, bared his front teeth and said with a smile: "It's sure~!"

As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly took out the pieces of hemp paper from under the breastplate, picked out the one with handwriting on it, handed it to Ying Zhengguan and said, "Let's look, father, the son of the minister is the one who has written on it." My wife and nephew worked hard day and night to make trial production, and the hemp paper produced today is already worthy of use."

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed. He immediately took the folded hemp skin, and carefully unfolded it for inspection.

As for what Zhao Zihu said, Xiang Liyue and Fat Qing'er worked day and night on trial production, but he pretended not to hear it.

Others may not know, how could he not know.

Where old Xiangli tried to make paper, he sent people to check it almost every day, and he never saw Xiangliyue and Fat Qing'er a few times.

The aunt and nephew have been bored with Zhao Zihu all day without shame, and they have been busy helping to cover up all day long. They haven't done anything serious these days.

Ying Zheng knew in his heart that this was probably the old Xiangli, who was going to give the credit to the two children in order to promote and train the younger generation.

There is nothing wrong with it!

"Well, the handwriting is very blurry, how can it be used?"

After Ying Zheng unfolded the paper and read it, his excitement disappeared in an instant, and he said with a little disappointment.

Zhao Zihu smiled, knowing that he was the same as Fat Qing'er and others, and he didn't turn the corner for a while, so he explained: "Father, hemp paper is used for writing. It is not easy to have such an effect."

"The handwriting is still blurred today, not because of the paper, but because of the ink."

"Father only needs to order the ink craftsman to re-produce suitable inks, just like the previous printing of Feng Chan paintings. As long as the inks are suitable, the disadvantages of blurring and blurring of handwriting can be greatly reduced!"

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Ying Zheng slapped his forehead when he heard it, and laughed dumbly: "Yes, yes, yes, this is the reason, or your baby is so stupid."

"In this way, this hemp paper is really usable. I ordered the ink maker to make more hemp paper when remaking the ink, and try it out in the royal car for my father..."

"Holding the bamboo slips to read the memorials every day is a tiring chore. If I can write the memorials on paper, I think it will be a lot easier!"

Zhao Zihu nodded: "The paper is made, and everything is naturally arranged by the father."

puff-

The father and son were talking, but suddenly there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

The nearby guards and subordinates guarding Zhao Zihu and Yingzheng were all taken aback. They pressed their swords together, and some even took the shield from the saddle to protect the father and son, making the surrounding airtight.

However, when they saw what was making the sound, they were all relieved and speechless.

And, I can't help but laugh!
It was not something that made the sound, but a person.

Great Qin Prime Minister Li Si!

The old man went crazy for some reason, and suddenly jumped out of the car. After landing, he couldn't stand still, and fell directly on his face.

Now he doesn't have any retainers by his side, no one to help him when he falls down, and his old servant who drives the car is even more handicapped than him. Seeing the Patriarch fall miserably, he can only get out of the car tremblingly...

When the old servant got out of the car, Li Si had already got up by himself. There were two bloodstains hanging under his nostrils, but his nose was bleeding from a fall. It was pitiful and funny to watch.

Ying Zheng pushed aside the guards guarding him, looked at the embarrassed Li Si and forced a smile to ask, "Why is Aiqing so bad, is it seriously hurt?"

"Nothing, nothing..."

Li Si grinned in embarrassment, and dipped his big sleeve to wipe away the two lines of blood under his nose.

blah-

Zhao Zihu tore two pieces of hemp paper, rolled them into two balls and passed them to Li Si and said, "Mr. Li, plug your nostrils first, so as not to keep bleeding."

Li Si looked at the two rolls of hemp paper handed over, and immediately ignored his bleeding nose. He stretched out his hands to take it, and then unfolded the roll carefully. After careful observation, the nosebleed had flowed to his chin beard, and he didn't bother to wipe it off. .

Well, the reason why he jumped off the frame eagerly was actually because he heard Zhao Zihu and Ying Zheng talking about paper, so he glanced out of the car window out of curiosity.

He had good eyesight, and when he saw the writing on the paper in Ying Zheng's hand, and saw that the hemp paper was as thin as a cicada's wings, he couldn't help being shocked, so he jumped out of the car in a hurry, wanting to ask Ying Zheng to have a look.

Then, it happened just now, I jumped so eagerly that I couldn't stand still, and fell like a dog gnawing shit...

Li Si took two pieces of hemp paper and looked left and right. After confirming that this thing as thin as a cicada's wing was really made of hemp skin for weaving clothes, he was even more shocked.

He felt his heart beating wildly!

He feels that Daqin is about to usher in a big change!

Not only the transformation of writing, not only the transformation of text carrier, but also the transformation of culture...

It's the Great Qin court, and the changes in the existing situation...

This change is no less than Shang Yang's reform...

Undoubtedly, there will be a power struggle, the struggle between the ministers and Yingzheng, or the struggle between the gentry and the imperial power!

Because, once this paper comes out, combined with the printing technique and the popularization of academies that Ying Zheng once mentioned to him, the scholars in the world and the knowledge in the world will be worthless in the future.

Scholars and knowledge are worthless, and gentry are worthless.

This will dig up the ancestral graves of eighteen generations of the gentry!
No wonder the gentry are not in a hurry!
At least, at this moment, he has a sense of fear, fear for the descendants of the family, fearing that he will no longer be able to enjoy the glory and wealth of his life by relying on his family knowledge, and be the master of his ancestors for generations.

However, his panic was only a momentary panic, and it disappeared in an instant, because he thought of his eldest son, Li You.

If the eldest son went to sea this time, if he could find high-yield grain and vegetables overseas, then their Li family would jump out of the category of scholars or gentry.

But a saint!

The world has praised the saint for thousands of years, and the future generations will naturally be blessed!

"call……"

After Li Si watched it for a while, he let out a long sigh of relief.

However, the hands holding the hemp paper were still trembling a little, no matter how he calmed down, he couldn't stop shaking.

"Your Majesty, can this thing be mass-produced?"

Li Si looked at Ying Zheng who was riding on the royal horse, and asked in a dry voice.

Ying Zheng probably knew what he was thinking, nodded and said, "It's easier than textiles, and it can be mass-produced, of course!"

The conjecture in Li Si's heart was confirmed, and he couldn't help but tremble. He didn't know whether his nose was bleeding too much, or he was worried. His complexion turned pale, and he sighed, "I really don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing when this fetish was born."

Ying Zheng's face was serious, and he said solemnly: "For Daqin, for the world, and for me, it is naturally a good thing, it must be a good thing!"

"But for the gentry, it may be a big bad thing!"

Li Si twitched, and he just raised his mouth tactfully, trying to get Ying Zheng to dismiss the idea of ​​promoting paper, but seeing Ying Zheng's gesture, it was obviously impossible.

If the gentry dare to provoke trouble!

Yingzheng will definitely suppress it with thunder, just like Lao Ai back then, no matter how rampant you are, if you are cut into pieces, and your queen is cut off, let's see how you still jump!
"Aiqing, would you like to help me complete this great cause that opened up the world?"

Seeing that Li Si's complexion was uncertain, Ying Zheng asked solemnly again.

(End of this chapter)