Chapter 63: Papermaking

Wang Yan looked down on these officials and soldiers from the bottom of her heart. Wang Zhen attaches great importance to this task, and deliberately increases the escort force, coupled with Cai Xiao's performance along the way, she is even more ignorant of the official army, and can't help but sneer at Zhang He: "I just said that no robbers dare to come, now the cowhide is blown up!" ”

Zhang He didn't answer her, urged the war horse under his crotch, pointed the iron gun in his hand to the front, and rushed forward with a team. The other two squads did not move, and quietly stopped in front of the caravan, as if the robbers on the opposite side were soon a pile of dead people.

The robbers on the opposite side were the last remaining Yellow Turban team in Nanxiang, and although Zhang He had escaped several times by sending troops to clear them, they had not been given a chance to breathe, and many had not eaten for several days. Zhang He wanted to lure them out with the caravan this time. Zhang He only brought 300 cavalry over, and also sent Cai Xiao's Xiangyang army away, just to let the remnants of the Yellow Turban relax their vigilance and take the initiative to jump out. The remnants of the Yellow Turbans really found out the news and rushed here to wait for the rabbits to come, and the supplies transported by this caravan were equally important to them.

The remnants of the Yellow Turban in front of him were less than a thousand people, all of them were ragged and languishing, and when they suddenly saw a cavalry rushing out of the caravan, they immediately panicked. When they saw clearly that this cavalry was only about 100 people, they rushed forward with a clamour.

Before the cavalry could rush in front of them, a flurry of arrows shot over, and the Yellow Turban Army fell instantly. The cavalrymen did not fight with each other, and with a flick of their horses' heads, they went around and turned around with a rain of arrows. The Yellow Turban Army did not follow the queue in the first place, and there were few war horses, and most of them were dragging their tired legs on the road, how could they catch up with this group of cavalry. The cavalry shot and walked, just circling around them. A yellow turban leader led by him finally became anxious and shouted loudly: "Deng Sheng is here, who dares to fight me to the death!" ”

Zhang He didn't let the cavalry rush up to fight with this group of Yellow Turban remnants, because he knew that the advantage of these cavalry was in the bow and arrow, and he didn't want to make senseless sacrifices. Zhang He raised his gun and signaled, and ordered the cavalry to retreat a stone's throw away, and he stepped forward alone, shouting: "Zhang He is here, the enemy will come and die." ”

When the thieves heard Zhang He's name, they immediately made a shock, and Deng Sheng also walked away, obviously he had suffered a lot from Zhang He during this time, and he had already been frightened by him. Where is Zhang He willing to give up, urge the horse to step forward, raise the gun and stab. Deng Sheng heard the sound of the wind in the back of his head, hurriedly lowered his body, and the iron gun grazed his scalp with a "whoosh" sound, and the yellow scarf on his head was also picked off. Deng Sheng was secretly screaming for luck, only to feel a sharp pain in his heart, his body was crooked, and he fell off the horse, it turned out that he was pierced in the back of the heart by Zhang He. Zhang He's strength was quite strong, and Deng Sheng fell to the ground and couldn't get up for half a day. Zhang He returned to the horse with another shot, took his surname, and rushed into the Yellow Turban team to stab left and right, killing more than ten people in an instant.

Zhang He killed a back and forth in the Yellow Turban team, shouting: "The thief chief is dead, and those who surrender will not be killed!" ”

Several people in the Yellow Turban team saw that the situation was not good and wanted to escape, but they were already chased by the cavalry behind, and they shot into hedgehogs with random arrows. The rest of the crowd threw away their weapons and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

Wang Yan has followed her father to the north and south since she was a child, although she is a beautiful lady, but she is not an ordinary weak woman, what she looks down on the most is those weak scholars who are powerless, as for the children like Cai Xiao, they can't get into her eyes, and the young general in front of her makes her a little bright. Wang Yan stepped forward and saw nearly a thousand robbers kneeling on the ground, remembering that his eldest brother Wang Shen was injured by the robbers, and he was still limping when he walked, and he hated these people to the core, and couldn't help but say to Zhang He: "What are you going to do with them?" Are they all executed? ”

Zhang He glanced at her in surprise, turned his head to the group of Yellow Turban remnants and said: "I know that you are also desperate to join the thieves, and I will not embarrass you, and immediately ask someone to escort you to Xiangyang to participate in two years of forced labor." After one year, you can receive the same wages as ordinary migrant workers, and after two years, you can regain your freedom. ”

The remnants of the Yellow Turban looked at each other, gradually became scratched, and one of them boldly asked, "Is what the general said serious?" ”

Zhang He looked up to the sky and smiled, and said, "Do I still need to lie to you?" Truth be told, most of you haven't had enough to eat in days. When I arrived in Xiangyang, I would definitely be able to eat enough, and even the torn clothes on my body could be changed, but there was no freedom. ”

Aren't these remnants of the Yellow Turban rebelling at the risk of being raided and exterminated just to have enough to eat? After listening to Zhang He's words, who was willing to joke with their lives, they all consciously and voluntarily lined up and were escorted to Xiangyang.

Wang Yan looked at Zhang He, and thought to herself in her heart, this young man in front of her is so good at martial arts, but he is not blindly brave and ruthless in handling things, I don't know what kind of person that Lord Liu is? She couldn't help but be a little curious.

Since Liu Xin discovered the secret of his body, the surname Suo doesn't even practice splitting air boxing, anyway, he doesn't know how to use bows and arrows, or weapons, and he doesn't plan to kill the enemy one day, but now he just plays a dozen Tai Chi boxing and practices flying knives every morning after getting up, which can be regarded as a self-defense technique.

He is now receiving a special guest in his study, who is Kong Wen, the original owner of the Chen family's paper mill, who has made great efforts to find him.

Kong Wen was ragged, his face was yellow and thin, obviously this time was not very good, he looked at the large piece of paper on the several cases in front of him, and was full of emotion, and told Liu Xin about the source of this paper: "Lord Hui, the first person to make paper is Lord Cai Lun Cai, and Xiaomin's grandfather is his personal disciple. My grandfather wanted to make the best paper in the world, but after years of hard work, he couldn't do it. Later, when he occasionally passed by a small stream, he saw a tree falling in the water, and the bark had rotted and turned white, revealing wisps of slender and clean filaments, so his grandfather took paper and tried it again and again, and finally made a paper with a wonderful texture. Xiaomin learned the ancestral industry, returned to his hometown of Xiangyang to open a paper mill, and finally made this white and flexible paper after several twists and turns. Who knew that before this paper began to be mass-produced, the Xiangyang bully Chen Jie colluded with the government to forcibly occupy my paper mill, but he didn't know the formula of papermaking, and he couldn't produce such a good paper. ”

Liu Xin nodded and said, "Then why don't you reopen a paper mill?" ”

Kong Wen sighed: "Xiaomin was driven out of Xiangyang, and he was destitute, and it was a problem for the family to eat, so what kind of paper mill did he open." ”

Liu Xin said with a smile: "In fact, there are many raw materials that can be used to make paper, if I guess correctly, the tree that your grandfather met is a green sandalwood tree." ”

Kong Wen opened his mouth wide and asked in surprise, "My lord, how do you know?" This is the most important secret of our Kong family, can any unworthy descendant dare to leak it? It can't be, absolutely impossible! ”

Liu Xin said meaningfully: "Nothing in this world is impossible. Let's not talk about that, I want to open a very large paper mill, please come over and be the director, are you willing? ”

Kong Wen hesitated for a moment, but still said: "If I was willing to open with others, I would have helped Chen Jie manage the paper mill a long time ago, and I wouldn't be ......."

Liu Xin interrupted him and said: "Chen Jie has no technology, I am different from him, I still know some about papermaking, such as hemp, mulberry, bamboo and even straw can be good papermaking raw materials, but I am busy with official business, and I don't have the time and energy to devote to this aspect, so I will invite you to be in charge, if you really don't want to, I can also find someone else." ”

Liu Xin paused and said: "In addition, I also want to set up a research institute, if you want, you will first serve as an academician in the academy, specializing in papermaking, with an annual salary of three hundred stones." In this way, he is also a subordinate official of my state pastoral office, are you willing? ”

In fact, Liu Xin bluffed Kong Wen with his words, he didn't really know how to make paper, even if there was ready-made pulp in front of him, he couldn't make paper.

But Kong Wen was really frightened by him, he has also tried a variety of raw materials for papermaking, and Liu Xin said that these are indeed easier to use, so that the technology of papermaking is not his exclusive mastery. What made him even more unbelievable was that Liu Xin gave him an annual salary of 300 stones, even if he opened a paper mill by himself, he couldn't earn 100 stones a year of hard work, and he also had the title of academician. Such a good thing can't be found with a lantern, does Kong Wenyan have a reason not to agree?

After Kong Wen happily left the Prefecture Governor's Mansion, Fu Zhu opened a whole piece of paper that he had brought with him, and a map was drawn on the paper, which was the expanded Xiangyang City. Fu Zhu said to Liu Xin: "This is painted by a scribe named Xiang Lang, come and see, sir, here, and here......"

Liu Xin nodded with satisfaction and said: "Well, this Xiang Lang is good, he has some talent, and he is very thoughtful, I think he will be responsible for the expansion of Xiangyang City, and let him serve as the institute of the research institute." ”

Liu Xin was now eager to successfully expand Xiangyang City in one day, and his finger dotted several places on the map one after another, and said: "These places are separately marked out to build academies, medical schools, research institutes, and official residences. By the way, you informed Xiang Lang that the construction of these places began at the same time as the city wall. If he still has any questions, just ask him to come to me directly. ”

He was in charge of the expansion of Xiangyang City during this time, which really tired him, this aspect was not his specialty, and he was always worried that he would mess up his errands, and he hadn't slept a peaceful sleep for many days. Now that he heard that he could hand over this errand, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Liu Xin with a sigh of relief: "Lord Yingming, I will go and inform Xiang Lang." ”

Liu Xin hurriedly stopped him and said, "Sir, wait, I still have important things for you to do." ”