Faced with Qingji's confession, Meng Huan's heart was very complicated.

"I hope so."

Meng Huan sighed and said, "King Wu, there are three important men in the life of the concubine. One is Xiongju, the first king of Chu, one is the prince of the concubine, and the other is you! ”

"Although the first king was stupid and incompetent, he favored his concubine in every way, and the concubine was very grateful."

"The concubine's princess, Xiong Zhen, is the only sustenance of the concubine, the future of the Chu State."

"As for King Wu, you are the love of the concubine's life, but it's a pity that the concubine and you will see each other late."

Meng Huan had no love for her original husband, King Chuping, but thanks to King Chuping's favor, Meng Huan was grateful.

Therefore, since the king of Chuping, Meng Huan has always been as guarded as a jade, and she has not found some male pets to have fun like her, so as to live.

The atmosphere of Chu is relatively open, and it is a trivial thing for women to remarry, the widows of princes and nobles to remarry or raise a few male pets.

As the wife of Chu State, it is impossible for Meng Huan to remarry, but raising some male pets to mix together will not attract the criticism of others, saying that Meng Huan does not abide by women's morals.

It's just that now that Meng Huan and Qingji are walking together, it will inevitably make it difficult for the Chu people to accept it from the bottom of their hearts!

Sooner or later, there will be a war between Wu and Chu, and it is very likely to be a life-and-death battle related to the fortunes of the country.

"King Wu, please pamper your concubine again......"

Meng Huan looked at Qingji with affection.

The beauty has this request, how can Qingji bear to refuse?

Qingji immediately hugged Meng Huan and rolled down the grassy hillside together.

Seeing this, the guards, palace e, and temple people who were following behind hurriedly took out the curtains that had been prepared long ago, and took care of themselves to pull up a tarpaulin that had a covering effect, blocking the scenes shown inside one by one.

This taste is not for outsiders!

……

Wu Palace.

Qingji, who returned to Wudu, and devoted himself to complicated government affairs, can be described as a great opportunity.

Now, Wu's new law has been gradually promoted, and it has been systematically penetrated into the people, and has been unanimously supported.

But that doesn't mean that Qingji still has some free time to go out.

At this time, in the Zide Palace, Qingji was using the brush and paper presented by the Dagong Commander to write.

On that slightly rough and rather gray white paper, Qing Ji wrote the word "benevolence and righteousness" with a wave.

The effect is pretty good, but Qingji's calligraphy needs to be improved!

"Not bad."

Qingji bowed slightly.

The brushes and paper made by craftsmen such as the cadres have finally achieved remarkable results, and the effect has been satisfactory to Qingji.

Seeing this, the cadre couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

"Cadre, I wonder if this brush and paper can be mass-produced?"

Qingji asked suddenly.

"Returning to the king, according to the estimation of his subordinates, according to the existing production capacity of the workshop, under the condition of meeting various conditions, ten brushes and five hundred paper slips can be produced in a day."

"Why is the production capacity of brushes so low?"

Hearing this, the cadre could only say with a bitter face: "King, if you follow the regulations you gave, the production capacity of the brush is indeed the same." ”

It's not that the cadres are incompetent.

It's that the regulations for making brushes given by Qingji are too harsh!

The sheep, rabbits and other beasts used to make brushes have really intact hair on their bodies, which is round and straight, and only three or five out of a hundred.

Under these conditions, even if Wu Guo's workshop wanted to produce better brushes, its production capacity was extremely low.

Qingji realized this, so he said: "Regarding the production capacity of brushes, brushes can be divided into upper, middle and lower production. In addition, the effect of paper slips needs to be improved, the paper surface needs to be smooth and white, at least the writing must be clearly visible. ”

"Minister, obey the king's orders!"

The cadre can only agree to come down.

"The widow wanted to spread brushes, toothbrushes, and paper slips to the world and sell them to fill the treasury. Brushes and toothbrushes are easy to imitate, and it is not necessary to say that the single paper must be monopolized! ”

Qing Ji said meaningfully: "The benefits of paper slips are the patent of my Wu country, and its production process is not known to outsiders." ”

Therefore, all craftsmen involved in papermaking must be innocent and must not disclose the papermaking process to outsiders. Violators should be punished for treason! ”

"Yui!"

Qingji is serious.

Now, although Wu is strong and strong, the military is strong, but Qing Ji has made the treasury empty in order to implement strict law reforms, and all aspects need to spend money!

Papermaking can undoubtedly bring a huge amount of financial income to Wu State, which should not be underestimated.

Therefore, Qingji must not tolerate the papermaking technique being leaked out, cutting off a financial route for Wu in vain!

After the cadres retreated, Qingji summoned Dazai Jiza again, and the three of them, Sun Wu and the right prime minister.

He handed over the brush, toothbrush, and paper to the three of them one by one to try, and when he saw that the effect was remarkable, he ordered them to gather the merchants of Wu to promote these three things from top to bottom and from the inside out.

……

Jail.

In a dark, damp cell, the thief was lying bored on the haystack, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

At this time, his face was withered, his eye sockets were deep, and he looked like a decadent!

It's no wonder that the thieves are like this.

He had been held here for more than two months, and he could only sit every day, and there were no other prisoners nearby, so it was difficult for the thieves to find someone who could talk!

What made the thief even more unacceptable was that the prison seemed to be holding him alone, and the jailers who came to deliver food twice a day did not pay attention to him or talk to him.

This makes the thief's spirit tormented!

With the physique of a thief, he may be able to endure many unbearable tortures.

However, this kind of mental torture, Rao is not afraid of death, and he feels very terrible in his heart!

The thief was exhausted, and he felt that if he continued like this, he would have to go crazy!

"Squeak......

The door of the prison was suddenly opened, and the thief subconsciously opened his eyes, thinking that the jailer had come to deliver food.

"Thief, get up!"

The jailer shouted, but the thief was pleasantly surprised!

For more than two months, the thief has been silent, or he has been talking to himself from time to time, and it is difficult to find someone to talk to.

It's rare that the jailer took the initiative to speak today.

The thief sat up and looked closely, it turned out that it was not only the jailer who had entered the prison, but behind the jailer, there was also a young man who was eight feet tall, wearing a brocade robe and wearing a python belt around his waist.

Wu Wang Qingji!

The thief immediately recognized the identity of the comer!

Qingji immediately waved his hand and told the jailer to retreat.

"Thief, I haven't seen you for many days, you have always been good?"

"Hehehehe, the Hongfu of King Wu, he doesn't have to worry about food and housing, but he looks like a living dead. If the king of Wu hates the thief, why not give the thief a death? ”

Staying in this prison, the thief is like a walking corpse, how can he stand it?

The current thief is bent on death, and he only hopes that Qingji can give him a happier way to die.

It's not that he didn't think about committing suicide, but he always thought that the aggrieved suicide in prison was obviously too much of a nest, and it was not the way a husband should die.

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