Xianyang City, in a courtyard near the Cultural Affairs Department. The compound is also the property of the Cultural Affairs Department, in this era of royal royalty. Just one sentence from the First Emperor gave Li Chen's Cultural Affairs Department the entire mansion around the Cultural Affairs Department.

In the hall, Li Chen stared at the thick booklet in front of him, took a sip of tea, and said lightly: "It's a problem to print 100,000 copies first." ”

Not to mention, the tea given by the first emperor is really good, the entrance is soft, there is no trace of bitterness, and the mouth is fragrant after drinking.

"100,000 copies?" Zu Guangyan confirmed with some skepticism.

Zu Guangyan was originally a Xiuyi Yushi under the imperial historian Meng Yi, who was a Confucian disciple. offended Prime Minister Li Si because of different political views, and was stripped of his official robe. Now that Li Chen is employing people, he invited this person to be the director of the Cultural Administration.

"Bang."

"That's right, 100,000 copies, a batch will be delivered every three days, and it will be completed within three months." Li Chen put the teacup on the table and said.

"But Master Hou, if these 100,000 copies are smashed in your hands, it will be a big loss." This ancestor Guangyan persuaded that he had lived a long time, and he had seen all the winds and waves. took such a big step, and he didn't encounter it uncommonly.

"Teacher, let's print less. If the sales are good later, we will not be too late to print. Fu Su was behind Li Chen, and stabbed Li Chen with his finger and said.

"What's your deal?" Li Chen knew that Fusu was afraid of printing too much, but he was sure in his heart.

"Go ahead, recruit a large number of workers from today, divide the day and night into three shifts, and print day and night." Li Chen said to his ancestors.

"Well, then I'll listen to you." Zu Guangyan sighed and said. Such young people always have to suffer like their own side in order to have a longer memory.

"Master Hou, this ready-made "Analects", "Mencius", and "Han Feizi" are not printed, what is the use of our printing of this "Dictionary"?" Zu Guangyan asked with some puzzlement, this dictionary was made up by Li Chen and Fusu.

This dictionary contains all the fonts commonly used in Daqin, and provides a reference book for the pronunciation, meaning explanation, example sentences, usage, etc. of words.

The dictionary was printed on cheap paper and movable type, which was not expensive and easier for the people to accept.

"This dictionary is to be sold to the people." Zu Guangyan was a little unconvinced, and asked suspiciously.

"Yes, it's to be sold to ordinary people." Li Chen said.

"Is there any reason to push knowledge outward?" Zu Guangyan asked incredulously.

Great Qin should be an unprecedented prosperous era for scholars in all dynasties. The hundreds of schools of thought are like a big garden full of flowers, but even so, the difference between sects is like a fence in the garden, blocking people from the garden.

This almost strict sectarian distinction keeps knowledge in the hands of a few.

It is too difficult to read in these days, especially for the poor, knowledge is like a cloud in the sky, distant and untouchable.

"Well, it's my dream to make it accessible to everyone." Li Chen said sincerely. Although one more person studying will make the family one less laborer. With the popularization of new crops, the rations of the Daqin people should not be a problem.

"The future of Daqin is not made by the farmers in the fields, hoe by hoe."

"The future of Daqin will rely on more and more readers, relying on the accumulation of knowledge from generation to generation." Li Chen said seriously.

"Okay, for the sake of Hou Ye's dream, the old man gave up this old life and accompanied Hou Ye to go down. If the old man can't last a day, the Hou Ye will nag a few words in front of my grave. Zu Guangyan bowed deeply at Li Chen, turned around and rubbed his eyes, as if he was blinded by sand.

Zu Guangyan is an old stubborn who dares to reason with the first emperor in the eyes of others, and as a speech official, it can be said that he has fulfilled his duties as a general and a speech official to the limit.

"Fusu, are good people not able to be in high positions." Looking at Zu Guangyan's departing back, Li Chen asked softly.

"Perhaps, is the court too dirty?" Fusu was stunned for a while, and replied softly.

"That's right, clear currents are always insoluble in turbid currents." Li Chen said.

"But I believe that the teacher can sweep away the dirt in the court." Fusu said firmly. The person in front of him, Fusu, can't see through it at all, he is like a mystery, a mystery that can never be solved.

"Fusu, you have to know. Dirt can't be swept away, and we can only cover them up if they are dirtier than them. We just have to believe that our hearts are clean. Li Chen said seriously, this is the first truth he taught Fusu.

Clear may not be able to wash the turbidity, but more turbidity can definitely cover up the turbidity.

Xianyang, Afang Palace

This is the first time that Li Chen has not stepped into this majestic hall during the court meeting, the area is very large, and it lacks unusual simplicity.

The First Emperor reclined on the dragon chair in the main hall alone, as if he had already slept.

"Coming?"

"Aiqing, sit down." The First Emperor yawned and said softly.

Li Chen sat on his own chair in the hall, and the two looked at each other.

The First Emperor observed Li Chen tightly, and suddenly said softly, "Aiqing stepped forward. ”

Li Chen was a little confused, so he moved forward step by step with the chair on his back. Not to mention that the solid wood chairs in this palace are really heavy, and after moving about thirty steps, Li Chen is a little out of breath.

"It should be about the same, right?" Li Chen muttered in his heart, and wanted to put the chair away and sit on it to rest.

"Moving forward." The First Emperor said again.

"Gotcha, let's go." Li Chen had no choice but to move forward with the chair on his back. It's another fifty steps, and now I really can't move it. In front of me is the steps of the First Emperor stepping on the dragon chair, and he is side by side with the First Emperor in Noke.

"Sit down." The First Emperor waved his hand and said.

Li Chen was really confused, he was really a companion like a tiger, is this king doing things so incomprehensibly.

"Dictionary, I read it, it's good. Maybe ten years, or even so long, you should weigh the last plum. The First Emperor was stunned for a while, and exclaimed.

"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid to open up the wisdom of the people?" Li Chen asked. Talking to smart people doesn't need to be crooked. Li Chen knew that the First Emperor must have seen the usefulness of the dictionary, and the straightforward way would be more effective.

The purpose of this dictionary is to open up the wisdom of the people, so that everyone has the opportunity to read, so that when they encounter more advanced knowledge, they will not get nothing.

Opening the wisdom of the people should be the reverse scale of the emperor in all dynasties, because those farmers who only know how to eat, farm, and have children are obviously easier to manage.

"Aiqing thinks that a wolf, leading a group of sheep, has something to be proud of."

"This thing will turn my sheep into hungry wolves." The First Emperor stood up, his arms outstretched, as if he were embracing the world.

At this moment, the domineering is unmatched.