Diligent Palace--

"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother's side is asking to see you." The old eunuch bowed and whispered.

Ying Zheng, who was reviewing the bamboo slips, was stunned when he heard this, and looked sideways at the ginger square scarf hidden in the sleeve on the left, and only after about three seconds did he put down the bamboo slips and nodded at the old eunuch.

As early as when Liangyi set off from Yongdu, Yingzheng knew, at this time, he saw Liangyi leading two palace people dressed as eunuchs to walk into the hall with something, because of curiosity, after the three of them saluted, he asked in a deep voice:

"What did the Queen Mother order you to come to?"

As he asked, his sharp gaze swept straight to the two palace people holding the tray.

The tray is not big, but the area of the things on it is a bit large, and it is covered tightly with a red coarse cloth, so that the contents are completely visible.

Liangyi stepped forward and replied respectfully: "Back to Your Majesty, the Queen Mother developed a few days ago a thing that can be used for writing, famous paper, thin as cicada wings, white in color, written in ink, convenient and easy to hold." ”

Speaking of this, he paused, first looked up at Ying Zheng's expression, and saw that there was no expression on his face, so he boldly turned around and untied the red cloth on the tray, and said with a smile:

"The Queen Mother said, give it to Your Majesty as a birthday gift, I wish Your Majesty a happy birthday!"

As he spoke, he picked up the top piece of white paper, opened it gently, and carefully presented it to Ying Zheng.

"Your Majesty, please look!"

Ying Zheng was still stunned by the sentence "I wish Your Majesty a happy birthday", and at this moment, when he saw the white characters in Liangyi's hand, he looked down and saw the sentence "Zheng'er, happy birthday", his pupils dilated suddenly, his body immediately sat upright, and his breathing intensified.

Feeling that he was so emotionally exposed, Liangyi and the old eunuch on the side were secretly shocked, and couldn't help but sigh for the mother and son.

Obviously, they also love each other, how did they get to this point?

It's just that the creation makes people, and I hope that the mother and son can have a day when they can release their past suspicions and get along in harmony.

In the main hall, only Ying Zheng's slightly heavy breathing echoed, and after a while, he pretended to be shocked by such a thing as paper, and stood up to look at the white paper on which Liangyi had written in his hand.

"Your Majesty, this paper is made of bamboo through multiple processing, and the production cost is low, which is a bit troublesome, but it is not troublesome to produce it in large quantities and use the production method of the assembly line." Liangyi explained in a timely manner.

Ying Zheng bowed his head, put down the agitation in his heart, picked up the paper in Liangyi's hand and handed it to the old eunuch to put away, and then his eyes fell on the two palace people behind Liangyi.

Seeing this, Liang Yi immediately introduced it very seriously: "Your Majesty, this paper was made under the supervision of these two people, and the Queen Mother said that these two people will give it to Your Majesty as an addition to Your Majesty's birthday." ”

As soon as the words fell, the two palace people immediately stepped forward and knelt down to salute to show their loyalty.

A flash of joy flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes, but he was used to restraining his emotions, and that joy disappeared in an instant.

With a handsome face, he turned around coldly and sat back in his place, his long eyes locked on the difference, and said:

"Liangyi, you have a merit in taking care of the Queen Mother's daily life, and the widow will give you the surname Zhao with the Queen Mother!"

"--Good and different, different words don't sound good, in the future, you will be famous, so be it, this famous widow is happy in his heart."

Liangyi was first shocked and then overjoyed, and was given his name by His Majesty, which is not an honor that everyone can have, which means that he is different......

Wrong! It's him Zhao Gao who finally has a surname, and he is superior!

The old eunuch on the side saw that he was happy and stupid, and reminded him with some amusement: "Zhao Gao, don't you hurry up and thank you?!" ”

"Yes! Yes, yes, the slave Zhao Gao thanked His Majesty for the name! Zhao Gao immediately bowed, and his expression was so excited that he couldn't hold it back.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng still had a solemn look on his face, and waved his hand to signal that he could go down.

However, when Zhao Gao was about to go to the palace of attendance, he deliberately amplified the volume and instructed the old eunuch:

"Eunuchs, call the ceremonial officials into the palace to discuss the matter of the annual sacrifice, this year's annual sacrifice, the widow plans to return to Yongdu and sacrifice to the ancestors."

"By the way, call Li Si to discuss the matter of this paper-making workshop......"

Listening to the voice coming from behind him, Zhao Gao secretly covered his mouth and snickered, and happily rode the ox cart that came to Yongdu immediately, and made a small report to Yan Bei.

"What? Your Majesty has given you a name? It's still called Zhao Gao?! ”

Yan Bei, who was embroidering, was shocked, looked at the young eunuch in front of him in disbelief, and saw that he was confused by his own question, swallowed his saliva, tried to remain calm and asked again.

"Liangyi, you said that Your Majesty gave you a name, what name and what surname did you give?"

Zhao Gao was a little frightened by Yan Bei's extraordinary reaction, and secretly wondered, shouldn't the Queen Mother's focus be on the location of the New Year's Festival?

Why are you holding on to his name?

Could it be that you don't like your surname Zhao?

Thinking of this, Zhao Gao was a little panicked, knelt down with a "plop", and replied with grievances:

"The surname Zhao is high, if the queen mother doesn't like it, the slave ....... Minion ......"

The minions can't help it!

This is the name given by His Majesty, how dare he, a minion, dismiss it?

Yan Bei was really stunned, looking at Zhao Gao's expression of wanting to cry without tears, she only felt that a thunderbolt fell from the sky, and the "click" shocked her.

"--The Queen Mother?" Without getting any reaction, Zhao Gao couldn't help but call softly.

Yan Bei raised his eyes to look at him, "What are you doing?" ”

Zhao Gao swallowed his saliva and said worriedly: "Your Majesty said, this year's annual sacrifice is in Yongdu, you ......"

Shouldn't there be something indicated?

Yan Bei: "......"

yes, she seems to have gotten the point wrong...... Not at all!

The name Zhao Gao is the key point!

Yan Bei raised his eyes and glanced at the little eunuch in front of him with an honest and calm face, it was really difficult to treat him and the big traitor in the later stage of the script as a person.

Perhaps, it's just the same name.

Well, it's the same name, it's just a coincidence, a coincidence, how could Zhao Gao be cultivated by her own hands, isn't this scientific......

After the self-brainwashing was completed, Yan Bei regained her composure, of course, the expression on her face has always been very calm, but the flower bandage has fallen.

Sit down again, pick up the flower bandage and embroider, and ponder how to use this opportunity to improve the relationship between mother and son.

Zhao Gao: So, am I forgotten like this?

Time passed quickly, and a month later, a new writing object began to appear in Xianyang, paper.

This paper is time-saving and labor-saving, easy to carry, and the appearance is even more beautiful and generous, once it was launched, it was popular in the entire Qin Dynasty high society, and became a symbol of nobles.

Even if its price is high, but this can't resist its terrible demand, only one month, the entire upper class of Xianyang, as long as anyone is still writing in bamboo slips, it has become the object of everyone's contempt.

It's a pity that Mrs. Qing, who is far away in Bashu, has not had time to know, and is still secretly preparing for her paper workshop, and when she knows, the first batch of wealth has already been included in the treasury of the Qin Dynasty and has lost the opportunity.