The banquet ended in a cheerful atmosphere, and when Liu Rong took the chariot again, the moon was already high in the sky.

It's really comfortable for the Son of Heaven to sit up, but it's too troublesome! In ancient times, the Son of Heaven was dispatched, and pedestrians must kneel down and shout wherever they passed, one word, it was too high-profile, which made Liu Rong secretly decide that it was better to dispatch less.

In the Heart Cultivation Palace, Liu Rong touched the pulp on the slate, and after an afternoon of drying, it had reached a level where it could be compacted.

He called Wang Li, and Wang Li called two more eunuchs, and Liu Rong commanded the two eunuchs to lift the stone stone, and then rolled it on the pulp on the stone slab.

The slate and the stone stone were polished to a very smooth surface, under the two-phase pressing, the pulp became denser and thinner, after two or three times of rolling, Liu Rong leaned over to look at its shape, and saw that the pulp on the slate had been crushed very thin, although it could not be compared with the paper in the previous life, but it was enough.

Later, Liu Wei borrowed the queen's hairpin to cut the pulp on the slate, which was about the size of A4 paper in the previous life.

When he had done this, he looked up again at the weather, and saw that although the sky was not cloudy, there were clouds obscuring some of the stars.

No, he expected it to rain, so he beckoned the guards to carry the slate into the hall, and then gave up.

On the second day, it rained lightly, which made Liu Rong feel that yesterday's move was very wise, otherwise this morning, the pulp would be soaked by the rain, and the day's work would be in vain.

In the past few days, the eunuchs and palace maids serving in the Heart Cultivation Hall have mastered the rules of their work and rest, and the current emperor attaches great importance to getting up early to exercise, and they must also prepare the items he needs for the emperor.

For example, although the emperor does not require a new one every time, the clothes to be changed after daily practice must be washed every day.

There is also the preparation of bathing water and the boiling of body forging liquid.

Although these were all completed under the operation of the three queens, it was still them, the eunuchs and palace maids, who were specifically implemented.

With Zhao Yunzhi's gentian gun, Liu Rong went to the backyard again, and from today onwards, he has one more training item, that is, weightlifting.

The tool is the gentian gun in his hand, and he needs to exercise his strength to be able to dance this gentian gun.

Zama must be insisted on, as a warrior, the next plate must be stable, and throughout the history of the Three Kingdoms march, almost all of them are carried out on horseback, so Zama is also conducive to Liu Rong can gallop on a horse in the future.

Taijiquan is also to be practiced, as your own basic boxing method, you must practice to the extreme, not always need to use weapons to fight.

And this Taijiquan is a Taoist boxing method founded by Zhang Sanfeng, which is said to have a health function.

That Zhang Sanfeng was originally from Shaolin Temple, and then founded the Wudang Taoist sect, and then founded Taijiquan.

However, for many years, there have been no long-lived people in the folk Shaolin Temple, and the most famous one is Shakyamuni, but he is still a foreigner.

And Zhang Sanfeng is a Taoist half-immortal, and it is said that he has lived for hundreds of years.

Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, Zhang Sanfeng's longevity is indeed true, because chasing the wind must catch shadows, and unfounded things generally will not be spread.

Another is to exercise strength, the method is very simple, is to use the gentian gun as a barbell, which not only exercises the strength, but also increases the fit with the gentian gun, killing two birds with one stone.

During the exercise, with Zhao Yun's method of luck, although it was still not smooth, the airflow in the body lasted longer and longer.

Liu Rong estimated that if he could complete Xiao Zhoutian completely in the physical exercise, then his strength would improve by leaps and bounds.

In the past few days, it has been raining lightly, and the climate of Shu is already humid, and it took four days to dry the paper in the hall to meet Liu Rong's requirements.

On this day, Liu Rong and the queen, who had finished practicing, carefully removed the paper from the slate.

A few people each picked up a piece of paper and looked at it carefully.

Looking at its color, the color of the paper is blue and yellow, which is something that Liu Rong has long expected, just because there is no bleach, but its green and yellow color is very light, much lighter than the yellow paper that Liu Rong burned for the dead in his previous life, but it can be written in ink.

Looking at its shape, because the pulp mold is a smooth slate, and the same smooth stone stone is used to grind it, and the bamboo pulp is also very fine, so both sides of the paper are very smooth, Liu Rong once again made a conclusion, that is, it is much smoother than the rice paper in the previous life.

Because the bamboo fiber is harder than the cork fiber, and because it is crushed with a stone stone in the middle, these bamboo fibers can be tightly combined, and he estimated the hardness of the paper, which reached the hardness of the text written by primary school students in his previous life.

The last step is to try to write a picture.

Liu Rong put a piece of paper in his hand on the table in the hall, the ink had already been studied, and the pen was dipped in ink to write.

Bright moonlight in front of the window,

It is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon,

Bow your head and miss your hometown!

A moment later, a silent night thought came to life.

As soon as she put her pen away, the queen picked up the paper.

"Hey, I can really write! Your Majesty, is this writing paper really made? After a while, the queen exclaimed.

Different from the queen's reflection, Li's eyes lit up and said, "Your Majesty, are you writing poetry again?" ”

At that moment, she read it a few times, and then said, "Your Majesty, do you think about the Central Plains again?" ”

Yes, Shu Han has always regarded itself as Han, and the Central Plains can also be the emperor's hometown.

Liu Rong's heart trembled, all along, he didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it.

In his previous life, his parents were still alive, and even his grandmother was alive, and there were a group of relatives and friends in the world, and it had been almost a month since he came here. So, what kind of impact will their absurd death have on them?

Because if this is the case, then the world he is in at this moment is fundamentally different from the world in his previous life, so Liu Rong doesn't dare to think about it.

In other words, from the moment his soul crosses, everything in his previous life no longer exists. Then his parents, relatives, and friends are just empty things that exist in his mind at this moment, and Liu Rong is even more afraid to think about it.

But at this time, I was just thinking about using the poems of the poet fairy Li Bai to test whether this paper could be written.

The experiment was successful, but his unintentional actions made him have to think of these things.

There are even many possibilities.

But the only thing that can be determined is that his parents, relatives and friends have no chance with him in this life.

What about the Emperor? If he could, he would have abandoned all this and gone back to the past, heard his parents nagging, did his filial piety for his grandmother, and sang songs with his friends over beer.

However, everything has gone from the moment he fell from the building.

He couldn't think of any way to go back in time.

Maybe he might die again and go back, but he didn't dare to gamble!

Don't say it's him, Liu Rong is sure, if it is anyone in the world, he doesn't dare to bet.

If he dies again, Liu Rong is 100% sure that he will definitely be cool, finished, and there will be no scum.

The matter has come to this point, and now we can only forge ahead, maybe one day, we can see them again!

It's a bit of a slim idea, but at least there's one thought.

Liu Rong, who has figured it out, put aside these troubles, and then picks up the paper to look at it, which can indeed be used for writing.

The three queens don't understand, why has the atmosphere here changed and changed?

Previously, they suddenly felt a sense of sadness, sadness, and despair from the emperor.

But in an instant, these negative emotions disappeared again.