Qin Hu

Chapter 13 Thirteen Cold-Blooded Eagles!
Half an hour passed in a flash.

A pair of stick figures with a novel style has been freshly released.

Yingzheng went down the mountain and looked closer. The more he looked, the more he was satisfied. He nodded and praised repeatedly: "Good! Very good! My son is really brilliant, whoever I draw looks like whom!"

He said this to boast.

After all, Haodaer has filial piety, and he is so majestic in his painting, bigger than all civil and military officials and elite soldiers of the imperial army combined, he alone occupies almost half of the white silk.

But these words, to Chun Yuyue and all the Confucian scholars, were full of irony.

Who do you paint like?

Are we like the crooked melons and split dates in the painting?

Ying Zheng didn't notice that the Confucian scholars wanted to vomit blood, and even if he found out, he wouldn't bother with them. He just dragged Zhao Zihu into the imperial car, and the group returned to the camp.

"What magical method does your baby have to make thousands of copies of it?"

While driving, Ying Zheng looked at the stick figures repeatedly, and asked Zhao Zihu curiously.

Meng Yi, who was driving beside him, was also curious when he heard the words, and looked at Zhao Zihu suspiciously.

He only knows that this clan is a stubborn tiger, who eats, drinks, and plays like a flying eagle and lackeys. The two children of the eldest brother Meng Tian's family hang out with this guy, and they are no longer human.

Such a scum of the world, if he was not a son of the clan, or if he was among the people, he would have been stabbed to death hundreds of times by swordsmen and swordsmen who hate him like hatred.

Now that he has obtained the official position of a doctor waiting for an imperial edict, can he really become a virtuous minister of the clan?
"Lang Zhongling, why are you looking at me like this? Did I steal your rice?"

Zhao Zihu noticed the disdain in Meng Yi's eyes, and couldn't help frowning and asked.

Meng Yi: "..."

Listen, does this sound like something a clan son can say?
The whole thing is a swinger!
Meng Yi raised his hand and said with a straight face: "My lord, don't be joking."

Zhao Zihu gave him a reproachful look: "Who was joking with you? Didn't you look at me from the corner of your eye first, as if you had strabismus."

Meng Yi: "..."

It's better not to worry about it, if you have the same knowledge as this kind of naughty boy, you will only find yourself boring!

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhao Zihu didn't bother to talk to him, took off a brocade bag from his waist, and took out a small jade seal from it.

This is his private seal, the pre-Qin ancients who have some status, have this thing, they can't do without it on weekdays!

"Ha~!"

Zhao Zihu took a few breaths of hot air on the bottom of the seal, moistened the remaining cinnabar ink paste, and covered the stick figure in Ying Zheng's hand.

I was only concerned with painting before, but I forgot to affix a seal. If it becomes an antique in the future, the value will be very different with or without a seal.

Ying Zheng waited for a long time, but he didn't see him explaining how to copy, so he couldn't help but angrily said: "I don't care about him, but there's nothing I can do?"

Meng Yi also said: "There is no way out, so let's just say it, as a minister, the most important thing is to be incompetent and have to fight hard, otherwise one day, the great affairs of the country will be ruined, and it will be irreversible!"

Zhao Zihu shook his head, put away the private seal, pointed to the seal stamped on the stick figure, and said to the monarch and his ministers, "That's how it is copied."

Ying Zheng and Meng Yi looked at each other blankly, probably not understanding.

However, both the monarch and his subjects were smart people, and after a while they realized something, and their eyes gradually lit up.

Meng Yi tentatively asked: "Young master, you mean to carve this painting into a seal?"

Zhao Zihu nodded first, but then shook his head: "It's a big piece to engrave a seal. Even if you use a stone or a copper plate, it's scary enough. Are you crazy? Find a hard board and call it a skillful craftsman, just carve it on it." , don’t feel bad if it’s worn out!”

Meng Yi was stunned, but also dumbfounded: "Young master has such amazing wisdom, it's rare."

Zhao Zihu's fat face darkened, what is it that he has such extraordinary wisdom?You used to think of me as a stupid pig!

Snapped--
Ying Zheng clapped his hands suddenly, and praised: "My son, this method is wonderful. It can be used not only for copying paintings, but also for copying official documents of the court in the future. I don't know how much time and manpower it can save."

Hearing the words, Meng Yi poured cold water on his hands and said: "Your Majesty, this method is certainly useful, but it is extremely wasteful of cloth, much more extravagant than the bamboo slips!"

Bamboo slips are everywhere, and bamboo grows fast enough to be inexhaustible. In contrast, using cloth to deliver official documents is really extravagant.

How much effort the women have to weave a piece, it will be dirty after one use, and it will be difficult to wash it!

Yingzheng's joy froze: "Yes, it is indeed too extravagant. It is not an important official document, so it must not be used lightly."

Zhao Zihu blinked Danfeng's eyes, but hesitated to speak.

Papermaking is a technical job, let's talk about it when the process is figured out.

Otherwise, with Yingzheng's hasty temper, once he knows that there is paper that is hundreds of times more convenient than bamboo slips, he will definitely be urged to research and develop it every day until the paper is made and it is suitable for use.

Well, whipping is not an adjective, but really will carry a whip and follow behind his buttocks every day!
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Yujia returned to the camp, and Zhao Zihu was also liberated.

However, Ying Zheng entrusted him with the engraving and printing. Who made him a doctor waiting for Zhao now?

The meaning of waiting for an edict can actually be understood as, follow orders anytime and anywhere to do things, if you can't do it, you will be whipped!

"Brother is back... Did you go to Feng Chan too... Is it lively or not..."

In the camp of the clan's children, Hu Hai, Diao Chan and other teenagers had been waiting for a long time. When they saw Zhao Zihu coming back, they immediately gathered around and asked questions.

Zhao Zihu shook his head, not without melancholy saying: "I'm afraid I won't be able to play with you in the future."

Hu Hai was taken aback, and said anxiously: "Why did you say that, brother? Without your leadership, our cold-blooded thirteen eagles will have no meaning in the future. It's better to break up!"

Diao Chan probably got the gossip from his old man Zhao Gao, and asked, "Did your Majesty appoint you an official?"

Zhao Zihu nodded: "Yeah, I got an official of Dr. Daizhao, it's not that I can't play with you in the future, it's just that I have less free time, I'm afraid I won't have time to play."

With that said, he turned his head and waved behind him.

The waiter who followed immediately held the newly-collared civic clothes and a bronze official seal, and walked up for all the teenagers to look at.

Seeing this, the teenagers felt somewhat lonely.

Good elder brother Wang Li inherited the title of Marquis of Wu Cheng, it took a long time to get together with them, and now even Zhao Zihu is also an official, which is even more disappointing.

When I was young, I looked forward to growing up, but when I grew up, I realized that it was not so wonderful!

Diao Chan, as the only girl among the boys, was the most assertive one. Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit cold, she suddenly slapped her chest and said, "Young master will become an official in the future, and our cold-blooded thirteen eagles can just do it for you." Wouldn't it be nice to follow me?"

Zhao Zihu was dumbfounded for a moment, then said with a smile: "That's really the reason!"

　Please follow up! ! ! ! ! ! ! !I will test the water next Monday! ! ! !Whoooo! ! !Let me run a few more rounds! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
　　
　
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