Chapter 54 This thing is paper.

Making paper is easier said than done. Although I know the steps are those steps, but when I actually do it by myself, it is not so easy.

Either something went wrong here, or something went wrong. All in all, Li Mu struggled for two or three days before he initially created a practical paper.

It's like, some young men have watched all kinds of movies on weekdays, with and without horses, but when they finally put in practice, he couldn't get in after tossing half the night.After finally getting in, 1, 2, 3, just count seconds to end.

This is the same as papermaking. It is one thing to know how to do it, but it is another thing to actually do it.

Li Muzu had tossed and tossed for several days, and the paper he produced was only at the point where he could write on it.

However, as the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning, and the ability to write on this paper proves that my method is effective. How to improve it, I will leave it to the craftsmen of Daqin.

The paper was made, and Li Mu thought it would be dedicated to Ying Zheng.But since I dedicate this thing to Brother Zheng, I can't dedicate a blank piece of paper, I have to write something on it.

In his previous life, Li Mu was a man who became the spare tire of eight girls at the same time. He can be said to be a rare match in the world when he is licking this fast.

Speaking of which, my brother Zheng has such a great achievement, I plagiarized, bah, I wrote a poem dedicated to my brother Zheng, isn't that too much?
"Li Bai, both of our elder brothers are surnamed Li, I want to lend you a poem, you have to borrow it!" Li Mu muttered to himself.

Thinking of this, Li Mu picked up the brush and began to write on the paper.

The King of Qin swept Liuhe, and watched He Xiongzai as a tiger.

Swipe the sword to overcome the clouds, all the princes will come to the west.

A clear judgment comes from the apocalypse, and it is easy to drive a group of talents.

Withdraw the soldiers and cast gold, and Hangu is heading east.

When writing this point, Li Mu couldn't help but pause, this can't be written any further, Shihuang hasn't done the things below this poem yet.

Come on, in that case, let's write these first.

After writing this half of the poem, Li Mu picked up this piece of paper and was going to see Qin Shihuang.

Imperial Capital, Xianyang, Efang Palace.

"Your Majesty, go to the National Teacher to ask for an audience."

Ying Zheng was dealing with government affairs in the Lanchi Hall, when a young eunuch came to report to him outside.

On Yingzheng's table, there was a mountain of memorials. Hearing that Li Mu asked for an audience, Yingzheng hurriedly put down the memorials in his hand.

"Quickly, please come in." Ying Zheng ordered to his subordinates.

Not long after, the little eunuch brought Li Mu into Lanchi Palace.

"It's been a long time since I saw my teacher." Ying Zheng looked at Li Mu and said calmly.

"Your Majesty has a lot going on every day. If I have nothing to do, I naturally don't want to bother Your Majesty." Li Mu said hastily.

Of course, Li Mu didn't know whether Ying Zheng was busy advising Li Wanji. Anyway, Ying Zheng was busy every day, so Li Mu naturally didn't want to disturb her.

Ying Zheng rubbed his head, and asked Li Mu: "So, did the Shang Guoshi come here for something today?"

Ying Zheng quickly grasped the important point in Li Mu's words and asked him.

"Not bad!"

"It is because of important matters that I am asking to see His Majesty." Li Mu nodded affirmatively.

Hearing that Li Mu asked for an important matter, Ying Zheng immediately became interested, and asked Li Mu, "I don't know, what is the important matter of Shang Guoshi?"

"Your Majesty, I have a big baby, do you want to see it?" Li Mu asked Ying Zheng cautiously.

Ying Zheng thought to himself, big baby, how big is that, and how precious is it?

"Quickly, please show me the treasure." Ying Zheng asked hurriedly.

"Quickly, bring my treasure to Your Majesty." Li Mu waved his hand, and two young eunuchs walked in from outside the palace, holding a tray.

After the two young eunuchs brought up the tray, Ying Zheng looked up.

Just listen to Ying Zheng read softly: "King Qin sweeps Liuhe"

After Ying Zheng finished reading this poem, he couldn't help nodding his head again and again. This poem is well written, and Ying Zheng likes it very much.

Of course I like it. This poem is purely flattering Ying Zheng. Could it make Ying Zheng unhappy?

"Master Shang, this poem is really well written. I don't know who wrote it." Ying Zheng asked Li Mu.

"Cough cough!"

"It's just a mere lack of talent." Li Mu raised his chest, raised his head, and spoke nonsense without the slightest guilt.

"What, it was actually written by Ai Qing."

"I never thought that Aiqing would have the talent of Chu Quyuan?" Ying Zheng was shocked.

Looking around, from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States period to the unification of the Great Qin Dynasty, it is hard to say who is the most talented person in this world, but if anyone is said to have the most poetic talent, it must be Qu Yuan of Chu State.

It can even be said that the world's poetry is one stone, Qu Yuan monopolizes twelve, and the world owes him two.

Ying Zheng said that Li Mu has the talent of Qu Yuan, which is quite a compliment for Li Mu's poem.

Ying Zheng looked at this poem and couldn't help admiring it, the more he read it, the more he liked it.After all, there are leaders who don't like to be flattered, especially in this rather cultured way.

Li Muxin said, my brother Zheng, the focus is not on this poem, but on the poetry.I never thought that my brother Dazheng would also buy a box and return the pearls.

"Your Majesty, can you see where this poem was written?" Li Mu reminded Ying Zheng.

After Li Mu's reminder, Ying Zheng looked at the paper on which the poem was written. After studying for a long time, Ying Zheng still couldn't figure out what it was.

It is neither like silk, nor brocade, nor silk.Li Mu's first piece of paper is very rough, and the color is also a kind of dark yellow, which is not as good as linen.

Ying Zheng studied it for a long time, but couldn't figure out what it was.This is not because Yingzheng is short-sighted, but mainly due to the gap of the times.

"This thing is not silk, not brocade, nor silk, but it can be written? What is this thing, I have never seen it before, so please ask the teacher to explain it?" Ying Zheng asked Li Mu.

Ying Zheng also understood at this time that Li Mu said that he came to present the treasure, and the treasure presented was not the poem, but the object on which the poem was written.

"Your Majesty, is this paper?" Li Mu explained.

"What is paper?" Ying Zheng asked.

Paper is a new term for both Yingzheng and Daqin. Before that, no one except Li Mu knew what paper was.

"Paper is specially used for writing. It is the same as bamboo slips and silk. The most important thing is that the cost of this thing is very low. It can be made with some bark, rotten fishing nets, rotten linen, etc. "

"This thing is used for writing, which is more convenient and lighter than bamboo slips. Compared with silk, the cost is lower, and the handwriting written on paper does not disappear as easily when it encounters water." Li Mu said towards Ying Zheng explained.

Ying Zheng is such a talented and strategic person. After hearing Li Mu's introduction, how can he not understand the importance of this paper.

The reason why Confucianism can become the most prominent school in the world is precisely because of the large number of Confucian scholars, and knowledge needs to be passed on by word of mouth from them.And if there is a large-scale writing knowledge on paper, then this way of enlightenment will no longer need to be passed on by word of mouth.

(End of this chapter)

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