The paper, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, was placed in front of Xun Qian. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Xun Jing frowned, looking at the novel thing in front of him, he was inevitably curious. It's just that for the sake of face, I'm not embarrassed to ask.

However, fortunately, Yingzheng did not want to hide everyone's intentions. directly instructed Zhao Gao to take out a ready-made paper book again and present it to everyone.

The paper is as thin as a cicada's wings, which is different from those bamboo slips in the past. Not only is it lighter, but the content that can be written is far beyond bamboo slips.

And the paper book that Zhao Gao took out later shocked Xun even more.

A paper book that is not too thick, and even more expensive than the previous ones, can write a lot more.

Xun Jing silently flipped through the paper book in his hand, his face was cloudy, but the light in his eyes was getting brighter and brighter.

The box of paper that Zhao Gao took out, although it was not too much, was enough for everyone present.

Looking at the paper in his hand, even people like Li Si and Wang Ben were excited and didn't know how to speak.

"Smack!"

Xun Jing gently closed the paper book in his hand and sighed lightly.

The content of the book is not unfamiliar to Xun Qian, who has read a lot of books. However, if you use bamboo slips to engrave books, I am afraid that you will have to pay ten catties of bamboo slips to carve a book.

Compared to the paper book in his hand, which even a three-year-old child can pick up, the two are simply heaven and earth.

"What does Mr. Xun think about this thing?" Ying Zheng asked with a hint of a smile.

"The Gongyi family, the old man has heard of it, and it is mostly famous for its attacking techniques. Compared with the Mojia technique, it is much inferior. However, when he saw this thing today, the old man was enough to assert that above the green history, there must be a public loss family! ”

"So, the gentleman has already agreed with this thing?"

Xun Jing shook his head and said again: "Although paper is good, if it can't be popularized to all people, it will be useless......

After Xun Jing finished speaking, his eyes that had been lowered were staring at Ying Zheng's face.

Although Xun Qian's words did not seem to be optimistic about the novelty in front of him. However, in my heart, I still hope that this thing called paper can be popular all over the world.

"Mr. has a lot of heart...... Ying Zheng shook his head, his words were full of confidence in the paper, "This thing, when this thing was made ten years ago, there is not much difference between it and bamboo slips." ”

Ying Zheng's words shocked everyone in the hall.

Ten years, such a strange coincidence, and even, something enough to change history, Ying Zheng has been hidden for ten years!

Of course, the most shocking thing is Zhao Gao, who belongs to Ying Zheng.

You must know that during the ten years that Zhao Gao served Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng has always used those heavy bamboo slips, and it is not easy to write.

did not expose the existence of the paper in advance because of his identity as the emperor.

In the main hall, everyone couldn't help but bow their heads secretly. The resilience that Yingzheng caused in the past ten years is like a heavy stone, pressing on everyone's hearts.

Even Yingzheng's closest courtiers feel hairy. The emperor who is strong and powerful, but knows how to forbear, is always a sharp sword above everyone's head.

"I don't know how much it costs." Xun asked with some mixed feelings.

On the one hand, he knew that the paper that could make Yingzheng hide for ten years without sending it would definitely cause a bloody storm among the hundreds of schools of thought once it was born. Confucianism, on the other hand, may be completely and passively tied to the chariot of the empire.

Therefore, intellectually speaking, Xun Guo does not want paper to be popular in the world.

On the other hand, if paper can be widely used in the world, the probability of his ideals and ambitions being realized will certainly be greatly improved. Therefore, deep down, Xun still hopes that paper can prosper.

Ying Zheng pointed to the wooden box that contained the paper before and said, "One Qin and a half tael is enough to buy five boxes of paper." ”

Ying Zheng's answer suddenly made Xun's situation mixed.

Ten Qin and a half taels, almost enough to buy a piece of cloth. And the price of one Qin and a half tael can buy five boxes of such paper, which is not even much cheaper than bamboo slips.

Such a cheap, but easy-to-use thing, even ordinary untouchable homes can afford it.

In other words, as long as ordinary people have enough surplus food at home, it is not a fantasy to let their children go to school.

And in the past ten years, the empire's cultivation and recuperation have also reached such conditions.

After pondering for a while, Xun asked Ying again in a slightly hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, if the old man takes over the position of education, will there be any constraints?" ”

Xun Jing's heart was moved, and the ambition hidden in his heart finally overcame his scruples about the rest of the hundred schools.

However, he also knew that in addition to dividing the relationship between Confucianism and the hundred schools of thought, Yingzheng must have other purposes.

"As a teacher, how can I be hindered? Sir, you can rest assured that the teaching materials will be arranged. ”

Ying Zheng smiled, but then his voice changed and said, "However, I also know that Mr. is such a great Confucian, he must be tired of copying books. These things can be handed over to my Great Qin Shaofu. ”

Xun Kuang narrowed his eyes slightly, and said secretly in his heart: "It seems that the real purpose should be to make a book here." ”

It's just that the matter of making books is just some tedious things, and compared with teaching materials, it seems that it has nothing to do with the interests of the court.

Xun Guo thought about it, but still didn't quite understand what the purpose was.

glanced at Fu Nian who was sitting on the side, but saw that Fu Nian was faintly speaking, and he wanted to speak again.

Xun Nian, who also knew Fu Nian very well, immediately stood up, saluted Ying Zheng slightly and said, "Your Majesty, the matter of education is not child's play. Old man, I still need to go back and think about it a little. ”

Ying Zheng looked at Xun who stood up, but inadvertently, but he also glanced at Fu Nian on the side, and then said, "What Mr. said is reasonable. ”

"Since this is the case, the old man will retire first."

Xun Kuang arched his hand again, and at this time, Fu Nian and Yan Lu also stood up, obviously planning to leave together, and Ying Zheng also agreed one by one.

After Xun Guo left, Yingzheng also dismissed the ministers. Although the ministers also saw that there was a problem, they couldn't find out what the problem was, so they could only leave silently.

Out of the main hall, Fusu made an excuse to visit Mi Zheng and went straight to the harem.

However, beside him, it was like a shadow, followed by a figure. And this figure is none other than Fusu's staff, Chen Ping.

"Have you guessed the purpose of my father?" Fusu asked as he walked towards the harem.

"What purpose is Your Highness referring to?" Chen Ping smiled faintly and asked.

"Naturally, the matter of making books will be handed over to Shaofu." In the face of Chen Ping's joking, Fusu was not angry. Instead, he stopped and said seriously.

"Does Your Highness know who the people in the Shaofu are?"

"Who?" Fusu was stunned for a moment, then after thinking seriously for a moment, he shook his head and said, "Thinking about it, it seems that they are just craftsmen." ”

"Yes, it's the craftsman. Even, he is still an illiterate craftsman. The smile on Chen Ping's face was even stronger.

"So what?"

"Daqin Shaofu has always been known for its precision and speed. Since His Majesty asked Shaofu to make books, Shaofu must have mastered the extremely fast method of making books. Moreover, the subordinates estimated that even ten thousand books may be written in the same handwriting. ”

"Oh?" Fusu's heart moved, and a trace of an answer seemed to be about to come out.

"Don't forget, Childe, Shaofu is in Guanzhong. It's a big Qin and a small seal! ”

In Fusu's eyes, he did not hide his shock.

"Father, you want to educate the world, no, through paper books, to unify the six languages?"

"Presumably, that's how it should be." Chen Ping nodded and said, "As long as the method of making paper is in the hands of the empire one day, the books made will definitely be Qin seals!" ”

"And ......" Chen Ping paused slightly, and said with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth: "With Shaofu's ability, it won't be long before everything that can be recorded on the bamboo slips will be replaced with paper." ”