Da Qin: Self-destruction and time travel, I will extend my life for Qin for a thousand years

Chapter 34 Do you want to kill me?
Kong Xian is scared!

There was a continuous drizzle outside the window, and every drop seemed to hit his heart, which was extremely cold.

Although he could guess that this memorial was probably revealed to the tyrant in advance, it was impossible for Cui Yuan to foresee such a terrifying situation.

But the latter’s ubiquitous comfort and lack of care are really creepy!

His conspiracy was upright, without any flaw, and it was inevitable. Why was Cui Yuan not even a little bit afraid after knowing it in advance?

He even greeted me with a smile, as if nothing had happened.
Could it be that he really had a way to create countless books and bamboo slips out of thin air, establish a large number of academies, and let all military generals and nobles study?
But how is this possible!

Even if he really comes from the future, he is not a god, so he cannot be created from the void!
If he had this ability, he could just overthrow the tyrant and become emperor. Why would he need to reveal his identity?

Kong Xian's breathing became very heavy, and when he was about to say something to regain his confidence, Cui Yuan was sitting on the cushion, pouring wine and speaking earnestly.

"Headmaster Kong!"

"So there are some things in this world that you really can't be happy about too early, otherwise you will be slapped in the face."

"For example, that fool actually naively thought that he could blackmail His Majesty with the collection of Confucian and Six Kingdoms noble books."

"Whenever he comes to my Six Village Fort, he wouldn't dare to say such stupid things."

Hearing this, Kong Xian's confidence, which he had finally raised, sank again.

"Fangshi Cui, what do you mean?"

The uneasiness in his heart became more and more obvious.

Cui Yuan smiled and did not answer immediately. Instead, he asked Uncle Ming to bring a sandalwood box from the back room.

The box has exquisite carvings and a bronze lock on it. It looks like it contains something valuable.

"Headmaster Kong, open it and take a look."

"The answer you want is in it."

dong dong!dong dong dong!

Looking at the box in front of him, Kong Xian's heart was beating fast.

The ominous premonition spread throughout my heart like an ivy.

He felt his mouth go dry for a while, and his chest seemed to be pressed by a huge stone.

Chunyu Yue and Shusun Tong didn't even dare to breathe. They covered their mouths and stared at the box.

However, Ying Yinman was very relaxed, hugging the cat, covering her mouth and smiling softly.

Finally, Kong Xian forced himself to open it.

There was nothing he could do if he didn't open it. He really wasn't willing to just go back in vain.

The bronze lock was opened and fell easily, and what appeared in front of him was a square piece as soft as silk and only as big as a palm.

It's as white as snow, light and seems to have no weight.

"This...isn't this just an ordinary piece of silk?"

Kong Xian was stunned.

After looking at the box again to confirm that there was nothing else inside, he couldn't help but have a proud smile on his lips.

Fortunately, he was worried just now whether Cui Yuan had come up with some terrible invention that would make the gods and ghosts cry.

Unexpectedly, he was actually trying to trick himself with a piece of tattered silk!
This brat, does he want to laugh his teeth off?
"Fangshi Cui, is this the answer you said?"

Kong Xian was elated and determined!
"Yes, this bamboo paper from 900 years later is the answer."

"900 years later? Bamboo paper?"

"Ok!"

The young man nodded seriously, ignoring Kong Xian's surprise, and lightly dabbed the wine on the square piece with his hand.

The next moment, a translucent circle appeared in front of everyone.It slowly spreads, revealing thin but delicate fibers, like thunder and lightning, imprinted in the eyes of everyone around!

"Paper made from Hsinchu, coal and limestone is called Hsinchu paper."

"It's cheap and light. One Qin half liang can weigh hundreds of pounds, and the information recorded far exceeds that of bamboo slips!"

As he spoke, he wrote a vigorous and powerful Qin with his fingers.

"Now behind my mansion, there are all the pond workshops where it was made and the corresponding movable type printer."

"In just a few days, about [-] kilograms of Hsinchu paper books exactly like this one, completely printed, will appear, enough to supply the entire Liucunbao Academy, so that all the military officers and nobles in Xianyang City can read."

"900 years later, a prosperous dynasty called the Tang Dynasty used this piece of paper to pioneer the imperial examination system."

"Let everyone in the world, whether they are ordinary people or down-and-out nobles, be able to read and write, obtain fame, and severely damage the great families of that era."

"right now I am……

And so it will be. "

The young man spoke very calmly and even took the time to drink a glass of wine, as if he was just telling an ordinary thing.

After saying that, he tore open the square pieces in his hand and threw them away casually.

Rumble!
There was a burst of thunder in the sky, and the debris fell majestically.

Kong Xian's frightened face was illuminated by the lightning and turned bright and dark, black and white!

He looked carefully at the pieces of Hsinchu paper and water on the ground.

After confirming that it had no resemblance to silk and exuded the fragrance of bamboo, his pupils immediately shrank to an incredible degree.

This was a result he never expected.

Cui Yuan actually invented an information carrier out of thin air that far surpassed bamboo slips in every aspect - Hsinchu paper!

Whoa!
The heavy rain poured down, washing away the paper-making workshop outside the mansion, and also washing away Kong Xian's broken heart.

It seems to drown everything.

Kong Xian stood in the distance, motionless, while in contrast, Cui Yuan drank wine slowly and calmly.

A few pieces of shredded paper fell to the ground, separating two completely different worlds!
"Uncle Ming, pour the wine!"

Cui Yuan shook his empty wine glass.

Wang Daming said nothing, lowered his head, opened the lid, and filled the boy's mouth.

The aroma of wine soon filled the entire hall again, and along with the sound of running water, Kong Xian finally woke up from a dream.

He looked up at the young man, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat!
As for Chun Yuyue and Shusun Tong, they collapsed on the ground long ago.

They knew that going against Cui Yuan would not end well!

"Little friend Cui!"

Kong Xian's voice became extremely hoarse, and he clenched his fists: "You... what a good trick!"

Even though he is the head of the Confucian sect, he is extremely talented and knowledgeable.

But in the face of this cross-level dimensionality reduction attack, there is no way to fight back.

He could almost imagine how frightened the nobles of the six countries would be when this kind of Hsinchu paper appeared on a large scale!

At that time, not only Confucianism, but all schools and families in the world that use book knowledge to create high status will suffer a devastating blow!
This Cui Yuan must...

Cui Yuan looked playful: "So, as the Confucian leader, do you want to kill me?"

"The last eighteenth son Hu Hai seemed to have done the same thing before he was demoted from Xianyang."

(End of this chapter)