Da Qin: I am really not the Human Emperor!

Chapter 123 My stupid brother Wang, what are you worried about?

At this time, Gai Nie didn't have much life left, but for Ying Zizhou, as long as he didn't die, he could bring him back!
At this moment, there was a sudden movement in the Yajuan Sword in his hand. Ying Zizhou glanced at it and let go of his hand. The Yajuan Sword immediately flew into Gai Nie's hand.

With the influx of blood energy, Gai Nie's aura became much calmer. Seeing Ying Zizhou, he also knew that Yaizhen recognized him.

At the same time, a voice sounded in Gai Nie's mind: "Strengthen your faith, I will be the sharpest sword in your hand!"

"Mr. Gai Nie, are you okay?" Mo Ya stepped forward and asked.

"He can't die. Take him down and take a good rest." Ying Zizhou said. He had just been fed the precious medicine, and all he needed to do next was to rest.

Then, he put back what Gai Nie had handed him before.

After this matter came to an end, Ying Zizhou breathed a sigh of relief, and then it was time to get down to business.

……

At Fusu Mansion.

At this time, Fusu was looking at the letter in front of him with a headache. Ever since Qin conquered Korea and Zhao, affairs in various places had become even busier.

He also took over a lot of things. Of course, in comparison, you can imagine the affairs that Ying Zheng handled.

Looking at the memorial in front of him, he thought of Ying Zizhou again, and he couldn't help but sigh. Sometimes he really envied Ying Zizhou!

"Why is Brother Wang sighing?"

Hearing the sound, Fusu turned around and saw that Ying Zizhou and Mo Qilin had arrived at the Divine Queen at some point. Of course, he didn't care about Ying Zizhou's rash intrusion.

"Zizhou, you're here." Fusu smiled.

"Come to see Brother Wang. I heard that Brother Wang has been busy recently?" Ying Zizhou asked casually as he sat next to him.

"Oh, Zizhou is interested in helping me?" Fusu's eyes lit up.

It doesn't matter how many things Ying Zizhou can do, but it makes Fusu feel comfortable if he can keep him busy.

Hearing this, Ying Zizhou rolled his eyes at him: "That's fine, but it's still good to hear Brother Wang complain. Tell me, what is Brother Wang worried about?"

"You can see for yourself." Fusu spread his hands and pointed at the memorial on the table.

Ying Zizhou was not polite. He took the bamboo slips and started to read them. While Ying Zizhou was reading, Fusu was not idle and started playing with Mo Qilin beside him.

In front of others, he is the eldest son of King Qin, and his behavior is restricted. But in front of Ying Zizhou, he is just his brother, and he does not have to put on airs in front of him.

"Oh, weights, measures and documents, this matter is indeed a bit troublesome." Ying Zizhou muttered.

Yes, what is written above is how to unify South Korea and Zhao. Obviously, Ying Zheng had this plan long before unifying the six countries.

"Yes, the seven kingdoms are divided, and each country has its own standards, and they are not the same. Now, although they have conquered Korea and Zhao, they still use the standards of Han and Zhao, speak the languages ​​of each country, and write the characters of each country. This can be regarded as our Qin people?"

Fusu asked.

"Of course it doesn't count." Ying Zizhou nodded.

"Therefore, my father said that if I want him to completely surrender to me and become a citizen of Qin, I must first let him speak the language of my country of Qin, write the word "my country of Qin", and use the standards of my country of Qin! Only in this way can he become a person of my country of Qin. !”

Fusu said loudly, but then he sighed: "But this is so difficult!"

The written language of a country is the foundation of a country. It has already touched every aspect of people's livelihood. If you want to correct it, regardless of the reaction of the nobles, even if it costs manpower and material resources, it will be difficult for the current Qin Dynasty to continue!

Therefore, my father only wants to talk about this matter after the six countries have been completely pacified and there will be no more troubles. Now it is just to let him set a policy to avoid being at a loss in the future. "What a coincidence, I came here this time to discuss something with Brother Wang, and it happened to be this matter," Ying Zizhou said.

"Huh?" Fusu looked at him doubtfully.

"Brother Wang, what do you think is the most difficult part of this trip?" Ying Zizhou asked.

Fusu thought for a while: "In his words."

"Yes, the scripts of various countries carry the foundation of their historical origins. If South Korea and Zhao are to be completely surrendered, the only way is to eliminate their scripts!" Ying Zizhou said in a deep voice.

"No!" Before he could finish speaking, Fusu interrupted him.

"If you do this rashly, it will definitely cause civil strife!"

Fusu was not joking. The written books of various countries were in the hands of nobles. If he wanted to eliminate the written books in their hands, what was the difference between killing them?

If they are in chaos, how can they still control the people like this?
This is where Fusu has a headache. This move is not like fighting and cannot be done by force, at least not now.

"Brother Wang misunderstood me." Ying Zizhou smiled: "When I said to eliminate his written books, I didn't mean to eliminate them in one fell swoop, but to replace them with my Da Qin writing!"

"You mean to expand the text and eliminate the roots?"

Ying Zizhou nodded: "In this way, they not only retain the historical inheritance of their ancestors, but because the records are in our Da Qin script, they have to know our Da Qin characters and speak our Da Qin language."

"This is acceptable, but the manpower and time required are too long." Fusu frowned.

There are so many books from various countries. It is not easy to print them all, and they are all written in the Qin Dynasty.
Putting aside the time, there are probably not many people who can recognize the word "two kingdoms".

Furthermore, the cost of bamboo slips used to make the books was also a problem. In short, Da Qin really could not spare any manpower in this regard.

You can't stop fighting, so why don't you stop and do this?

"Brother Wang, please take a look at this matter." Ying Zizhou said as he took out something from his arms.

"This is?"

"Paper."

"Paper?" Fusu took it doubtfully.

"This thing feels strange and seems to be different." There were some sayings about paper in the world, but they were all made of silk woven into paper, so it was only used by nobles, but even nobles rarely used it.

"The bamboo slips are thick, cumbersome to make, and difficult to write. How many characters can be written on them? But the paper is different. With such a thin sheet, you can write several times the number of characters on the bamboo slips, and it is cheap to carry." Ying Zizhou said.

"That's true, but..." Fusu naturally knows this truth, but it is expensive. Silk fabrics are so expensive. In comparison, how much do bamboo slips cost?

"Of course I know, but what if I say that the cost of making this paper is not as good as the bamboo slips?" Ying Zizhou said.

"How is that possible!" Fusu suddenly didn't believe it.

"Brother Wang just mentioned that his hand felt strange, do you know why?" Ying Zizhou said and took the piece of paper from his hand.

"That's because it's not made of silk!"

Then he briefly explained its production process, and Fusu was shocked when he heard it!

"Zizhou, are you serious about what you said? Is this paper really made according to the method you said?" He looked at Ying Zizhou with excitement.

He knew very well that if this matter were true, it would be a shock to Da Qin and the entire world!
(End of this chapter)