My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 83 Secret use or monopoly? (5th update)
The story of Fusu exhausting himself like an ox all day in Yuyang Palace and stepping on wood pulp in the water tank with a group of craftsmen quickly reached Yingzheng's ears.

The days are long and short, and a spring and autumn has passed. Ying Zheng himself has forgotten the "big joke" Fusu made in the past.

He thought the matter would have died down long ago.

At Fusu's current age, he should be sensible.

Recently, Ying Zheng has been worrying about two things.

First, the defeat filled Ying Zheng with anger for a moment, and he urgently needed to find an outlet. South Korea was a good target.Yingzheng is preparing to attack South Korea, which requires a redeployment of the plan to attack the six countries.

Second, now Qin is going to attack South Korea.The top and bottom of the court were already arguing over this piece of fat. Xiong Yi recommended several candidates in order to enhance his prestige among the generals in the court.

The more Xiong Yi recommended people he liked, the angrier Ying Zheng became.

"Before, the widow left Wang Jian alone and gave them a chance to appoint Huan Yu as a general, but he came back after a big defeat for the widow!"

"Don't they think that the widow doesn't know that Prime Minister Zuo and Huan Jue were married to each other in the early years, and now that Huan Jue has been defeated, the widow has never joined him because of his past achievements."

"But now the right minister is dragging the widow again!"

"These abominable relatives of Chu State are really lawless."

"The state of Chu is thousands of miles away, but it has been keeping an eye on the internal affairs of the state of Qin!"

Ying Zheng was angry about the affairs of the nobles of the Chu State, walking back and forth in the palace angrily, while Zhao Gao played the role of the listener, silently waiting for Ying Zheng to calm down the anger in his heart.

For Ying Zheng, losing his temper can make him feel better.

But now that he heard Fusu's lunatic behavior, Ying Zheng was still in anger, and now he felt as if someone had suddenly poured cold water on him from head to toe.

"He hasn't given up yet?" Ying Zheng was surprised.

Zhao Gao said from the sidelines, "Your Majesty, this is the prince's excellence."

For a nine-year-old son, nothing can be called troublesome.

But as the crown prince of the empire, Prince Qin, everything Fu Su did was troublesome.

On Yingzheng's side, Fusu owed a lot of debt.

The son is playing tricks in front of his father, which father doesn't want to shake his fist.What's more, this father is Ying Zheng.

As for Fusu, he encouraged Lord Changping to make him the crown prince, and he made a show of himself in front of his officials, and even asked the queen to persuade him to let Han Fei be his master.

A normal father can tolerate these things.

But Ying Zheng couldn't, he was the king.

The prince is too powerful and is a threat to the monarchy itself.

In the past history, there have been many such incidents.

If we want the widow and Fusu to never meet each other in battle, we must not give Fusu the chance to rebel and not give him the crown prince.

But things changed beyond his expectation and control.

Fusu's behavior today is a challenge to the monarchy.

Some people instigated Fusu from the sidelines, and Ying Zheng was completely unsure of what choice Fusu would make.

Fusu is such a talented child, even if he didn't lie to the widow in the past or hide anything from the widow; he will definitely do so in the future.

Yingzheng calmed down, stroked his beard worriedly, "pass to the prince."

Soon, Fusu was led to Zhangtai Palace by Zhao Gao.

Fusu knew that both Ying Zheng and the ministers looked down upon the fact that the prince and the craftsmen worked together, and they looked down upon his own "papermaking plan" even more.

Seeing Ying Zheng, Fu Su was at peace.

Fusu became more stable, seeing that he no longer said innocent things like before.

When Fusu became what Yingzheng expected him to grow up to, Yingzheng felt that he had lost something.

"I heard that the prince and the craftsman were sleeping together in the trough recently? Is this possible?"

"Father Jun, there is indeed such a thing." Fusu was also unambiguous, and directly took out the papers he had sorted out, "Father Jun, please take a look."

"What is this?" Ying Zheng held a piece of soft, yellowed material that looked like cloth, his eyes full of disgust.

"Father Jun, this is the paper that I promised Father Jun to make. Now that the first batch of paper has been made, please Father Jun write on the paper, and you will know the magical effect of this thing once you try it."

Ying Zheng asked the same question in the same tone, with the same expression, "Paper?"

Ying Zheng actually forgot about it, but Zhao Gao did not.

Zhao Gao whispered a few words beside Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng suddenly realized that this was the case.He also gave Fusu five craftsmen.

Then Zhao Gao graciously handed over the pen to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng hesitated for a while, looked at Fusu under the case, and then picked up a pen and wrote a word on the paper.

Ying Zheng stared at the piece of paper, first smiled at Zhao Gao, then looked down at the piece of paper carefully, looking down from time to time to size up Fusu.

Then he stroked his beard again, with admiration shining in his eyes.

Zhao Gao also saw the beauty of this paper.

It is light, soft, and has plenty of space for writing, and looking at Fusu just taking it out of the bag, it can be folded at will, making it easy to carry.

One word, easy.

"My lord, the crown prince made this is probably a shocking treasure."

In one year, in addition to suffering major military setbacks, Ying Zheng also grew a beautiful beard. Now he keeps stroking the beard and feels very happy.

Ying Zheng's eyes lit up, and he looked at Fusu with admiration in his eyes.

"It's a treasure. With this thing, I'm afraid there will be countless books in the world in the future. At that time, the things that Fusu said about spreading the new Li and the Qin law will really be successful."

Ying Zheng looked at Fusu, who was standing under his seat, in addition to surprise, there was more appreciation and emotion in his eyes.

Yingzheng's first thought was to use these papers to make books for writing books.

But at this time, Zhao Gao suddenly held up his hand and said, "Such a treasure is more suitable for secretly conveying messages. If this thing can be used secretly only in the palace, or used in critical places, it will be very convenient, Your Majesty."

Zhao Gao's mind was spinning rapidly. As a close friend who collected and organized information for Ying Zheng, he immediately thought that these papers could be given priority to spies.

Ying Zheng touched one side of his mustache again, then he was overjoyed and patted his legs.

"Good. Just follow your own ideas. Gao, you come to take over the papermaking business yourself. Don't let the news of this matter be leaked. This will become our sharp weapon." Then Ying Zheng looked at Fusu, "Fusu Ah, you've done a great job."

Ying Zheng took the paper, took the initiative to walk to the steps and sat down.

Zhao Gao knew what Ying Zheng was going to do next.This is how Ying Zheng treats the courtiers he likes. When it comes to the prince, the king loves this child from the bottom of his heart.

Ying Zheng held Fusu in his arms again, with a warm smile on his face.

"Fusu, I need to use this thing secretly. Because this kind of thing can be of great use in war. What do you think?"

"Very good."

Fusu looked at the ground, and a doubt appeared in his heart.

Is this a temporary secret use, or is it just to monopolize this thing?

If the characters he created could only be circulated among nobles in the end, then what was the use of all his efforts?

His purpose is to benefit the common people and ease the conflict between the nobles and the common people as much as possible.

Whether Qin is about to perish or not, the decision does not lie in Yingzheng, nor in himself as a traverser, but in the choice of the people.

　I'm so tired, please give me a monthly pass!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)