Zhangtai Palace.

The main imperial palace of the Qin Empire south of the Wei River, where major political events were held.

In addition to the early dynasties in the Xianyang Palace north of the Wei River, Qin Shi Huang will move to the Zhangtai Palace, most of the time will move to the Zhangtai Palace, bow to the ink and ink, break the prison during the day, and read books at night, and the concerts of the central ministers' organs and counties across the country will gather here in a steady stream.

The chapter was sent to the chapter platform, and the guard on duty had to present it to Qin Shi Huang for personal inspection, and the mud seal was intact, and it was not secretly opened by the traitor, so he knocked off the mud seal and the imperial view.

It took nearly a day for the first emperor to finally finish the recital, and the three major cars in the hall reviewed the bamboo slips, which represents how diligent the first emperor of the Qin State actually is, and how tired he is every day.

Ying Zheng rubbed his eyebrows, looking very tired, looking outside the palace, the sun was setting, Ying Zheng sighed.

He still has to carry the burden of the Qin State, and it is impossible to let it go if he wants to.

His own sons, all of them are still overwhelmed, although the eldest son Fuzi is weak and incompetent, although the son of Hai likes him, but he is too greedy for pleasure, who will protect the country of Qin in the future, he really has no clue.

If his son can have a capable man like Li Yang, then he really doesn't have to worry about it anymore.

Ay!

Ying Zheng is worried every time he comes to this.

"Your Majesty, you are tired, according to the ministers, which son can do the work for this batch of reading chapters, first, to reduce the fatigue for Your Majesty, and secondly, to follow the study to deal with government affairs." Zhao Gao, a eunuch who was nearly sixty years old on the side, said with a sad face,

"It's better to rely on them than on myself." Ying Zheng said helplessly, and then asked: "What about the eldest son, why haven't I seen him enter the palace these days!"

Zhao Gao hurriedly replied: "The eldest son seems to have been staying in the workshop where he will be a young man, and he seems to be studying something new."

"What? He ran away to the Shaofu Mansion?" Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, and his brows furrowed.

Zhao Gao looked at it, and hurriedly hit the railway while it was hot: "Yes, this eldest son seems to have been obsessed with something new recently, and he has devoted himself to the workshop, which ......... It's been more than half a month

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"Yes, yes! When I came back, I specially arranged for him to worship Li Yang as a teacher, and originally expected him to learn this art of governing the country from Li Yang with an open mind, but the result was ....... It's good that he hasn't studied for half a month, but he has devoted all his thoughts to the workshop, which is really worthy of my good intentions!"

At this moment, Ying Zheng was really so angry that he couldn't speak, his face was blue and white, which was very terrifying.

He had to be angry, he originally hated this unsuccessful eldest son, and asked him to worship Chun Yu Yue as a teacher before, but he didn't learn the good ones, but the whole person became full of weak words, and later in the name of distribution, he was sent to Meng Tian's army as a supervisor, in order to let him grow in the army. Now, he deliberately asked him to follow Li Yang to learn the art of governing the country, all of this can be described as bad intentions, but ....... This son of mine has actually intensified, and he doesn't even have the heart to learn.

It's been more than half a month since I came back from the frontier.

For more than half a month, I threw myself into the workshop, thinking about Ying Zhengdu's anger and the disappointment of his parents, which ordinary people can't understand and experience, that is the cold heart of all love being let down, this is a heart-wrenching and extremely sad feeling.

Mourning is greater than heart death, perhaps it is the most suitable way to describe Yingzheng at this moment.

If he loses hope in his son, Daqin will not see the future, which is sadder than death, which is the saddest thing for Yingzheng.

"Your Majesty, you have to take care of your body, don't be angry." Zhao Gao fakely

With a worried face, he persuaded: "The eldest son is unwilling to learn the art of governing the country from Li Zhongyu, maybe he has his own."

After all, he has been in the army for a while, maybe he is obsessed with some weapons and equipment, so he will devote himself to the workshop, in case he can research any good weapons, this is not bad. “

Ying Zheng said angrily: "Don't I know my son, I don't know my son, he is not strong enough to be strong, he can like weapons, it is not a Fugong." As the eldest son of a country, it is simply ridiculous that he is so concerned about the art of governing the country, but he is so concerned about that strange and obscene skill!"

"Alas, the eldest son is too, how can he be so vain His Majesty's good intentions, if you don't learn the art of governing the country well, the burden of this Great Qin State will not be easy to pick up in the future!" Zhao Gao also sighed, but then said: "However, Your Majesty should not think badly, in case the son researches something good, this may be."

Ying Zheng snorted coldly and said with disdain: "There are so many skilled craftsmen in my Qin country, just him...... How can you make anything useful, don't dream. ”

Ying Zheng was really completely disappointed in Fusu, and shook his head helplessly, feeling that his son seemed to be useless.

doesn't think about state affairs, doesn't do business, doesn't learn the art of governing the country, and doesn't think about sharing government affairs for him, the emperor, and sharing worries for the Qin State, he doesn't want such a son at all.

This is not as good as the son of an ordinary family, at least he will go to the field to help with the farming and share the pain of labor for his parents.

Zhao Gao was happy at this moment, and he originally thought that the emperor had sent Li Yang to Fusu as a teacher, and in time, he would definitely be recognized by the emperor.

But who would have thought that this Fugong didn't go to Li Yang to learn the art of governing the country at all, and devoted himself to the workshop, now it's okay, it is estimated that the emperor has been disappointed in him. And in this way, His Majesty will definitely turn to look at Hai Gongzi.

Just when Zhao Gao's mind was surging, sure enough, Ying Zheng suddenly asked, "What has Hu Hai been busy with lately?"

When Zhao Gao heard this, he was overjoyed, but he didn't show his face at all, but instead made a helpless look, and said aggrievedly: "Back to Your Majesty, Hai Gongzi has been ...... recently." I'm sad.

"Sad? Why are you sad?" Ying Zheng frowned and said in surprise.

Zhao Gao sighed and said: "Hey, isn't it because Gongzi Hai heard that His Majesty sent Li Zhongcheng to the eldest son as a teacher, and Gongzi Hai said that he no longer has a good teacher to govern the country, so he is sad."

"Oh? Is he really sad about it?" Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, extremely surprised, but felt a trace of joy in his heart.

Zhao Gao smiled bitterly: "Isn't it, if it weren't for the persuasion of his subordinates, Gongzi Hai would have come to Your Majesty to complain." Hey, it's all to blame on the subordinates, who said something that shouldn't have been said. “

Ying Zheng was curious: "What did you say to him?"

Zhao Gao looked like he had made a big mistake and said, "When the ministers went to lecture with Hai Gongzi many times, they would always mention the fatigue of His Majesty's daily review of the chapters, in the hope that he would study harder.

Which....... Na Cheng thought, but he always thought that he would share his worries for His Majesty at this time, so he wanted to learn more about governing the country, in order to help His Majesty as soon as possible. This......... This is all to blame for the minister's mouth, otherwise, he would not have complained that His Majesty sent Li Zhongcheng to the eldest son as a teacher, and the minister's sin is unforgivable!"

"Hahaha...."

When Ying Zheng heard this, he was very relieved, and couldn't help laughing, and said happily: "Zhao Gao, how can you be guilty, it is clear that you have meritorious." Let Hai Gongzi understand that it is not easy for me, and those who are teachers should be like this. But this Hu Hai lives up to my love, and now he has finally grown up, knows how to care about me, and will think about sharing my worries, yes, haha, I am very relieved!"

Zhao Gao smiled and said flatteringly: "So, Your Majesty doesn't blame Gongzi Hai for complaining?"

"How can I blame him, he has such a grudge, and I am still happy." Ying Zheng smiled, pondered for a while, and continued: "However, since he wants to learn the art of governing the country from Li Zhongyu....... so let's stay for a few days, I will personally ask the eldest son to see if he still wants to learn from Li Yang, if he has no intention of this, I will send Li Yang to Hu Hai!"

When Zhao Gao heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, if he could really pull Li Yang into his camp, then this game of chess would really be reversed immediately, and the game would be full of life.

Thinking of this, Zhao Gao hurriedly bowed down and arched his hand: "Your Majesty will thank your majesty for Gongzi Hai."

Besides, the son Fusu is still buried in the workshop that will be used as a young mansion at this time.

Dressed in papier-mâché paste, he was in a group of craftsmen, because he had not rested for many days, he was originally handsome, but at this time he had black eye circles, unshaven beard, and the whole person looked very terrible, and people who didn't know couldn't tell that he would be the eldest son of Daqin.

After nearly 20 days of hard work, from building utensils to pulping, Fusu is personally checking every step.

Now, at last, dozens of barrels of pulp have been obtained.

Next, it was the most critical copying process, and Fusu was a little excited.

Since he was a child, he has never been approved by his father, and Fusu knows that no matter what he does or says, he is useless in the eyes of his father.

This time, Fusu secretly swore in his heart that he must make paper and completely change his father's previous opinion of himself.

For this reason, he stayed here for nearly 20 days and nights, sleeplessly, just to get the real recognition of his father.

"Get out of the way, let me come!"

Seeing that the craftsman brought the copied bamboo curtain, Fusu grabbed the bamboo curtain and decided to go into battle in person to complete the last critical step of papermaking.

He listened to Li Yang explain the process of copying, so he was full of confidence, and took the bamboo curtain into the barrel full of wood pulp, and spread the material to make the wood pulp evenly dispersed, and the bamboo curtain was covered with a layer of pasty wood pulp.

The key to this process is that the wood pulp is stored on the bamboo curtain, and the thickness should be moderate and uniform, so Fusu is very careful.

The curtain is passed over repeatedly so that the wet paper falls on the board, and it becomes a piece of paper.

In this way, the process of sprinkling and covering the curtain is repeated, so that the wet paper is stacked one by one.

While doing this, Fusu said to the craftsmen around him: "Do you see it, just do it, you must swing the wood pulp evenly, as thick as silk."

More than a dozen craftsmen around him nodded one after another.

After Fusu saw that the craftsman understood, he let the craftsman take over and try.

Fortunately, these craftsmen are also ingenious people, and they will soon be able to do it handy.

In a short time, thousands of sheets of wet paper were piled up, and then a wooden board was added to squeeze out most of the water.

The next step is to wait for the wet paper to squeeze out most of the water under heavy pressure, then lift the wet paper one by one and dry it.

The equipment for baking paper is to build an alley with adobe bricks, a fire is lit in the alley, and after the temperature of the adobe bricks rises, the wet paper is pasted and dried one by one. After drying, it is lifted to form paper.

"Your Highness, this copying is also going very smoothly, you better go back and rest, come over tomorrow, this paper should be dried." He Zhang on the side, who hadn't seen him for more than ten days, had become like a ghost, and he looked even more sluggish and sloppy than Fusu.

There's no way, even Fusu did it himself, can he, the general Shaofu, not accompany him?

Moreover, not only did he have to do what Fusu did, but he also had to do what Fusu didn't do. When Fusu is resting, he may not be able to rest, and when he is not resting, he can't rest.

After tossing like this, for nearly 20 days, to be honest, He Zhang had a feeling that he was going to die in this workshop.

Although he also wants to make this paper, and then get His Majesty's praise, and even leave his name in history, but he also has to save his life first, in case the paper is not made, he burps first, and then he will die.

Now, he was really about to lose his bearing, his eyes were sleepy, his head was dizzy, and if he didn't rest, he was really worried that he would die.

Therefore, the most urgent thing for him now is to invite the master Fusu back, so that he can sleep soundly.

When Fusu heard this, he waved his hand excitedly and said, "My son doesn't need to rest, just continue to squint in this workshop for a while at night." General He, look, this paper already looks good, we are about to finish, are you excited, are you happy? Ha ha......... You will stay here with me tonight, we must watch this wet paper change from wet to dry little by little, from pulp to paper, ah, think about my heart is excited. ”

When He Zhang heard this, he almost cried.

This wet paper is put in the brick alley to dry, we can't see it dry outside, this has to stay here to dry and watch, isn't this looking for enough to eat, and let people not live?

"Wow, General He is really more excited than me, his eyes are red, it seems that the general has no intention of resting. In this case, the general will guard here first, and this son will squint for a while. Fusu patted He Zhang's shoulder excitedly, then turned around and went to rest on the temporary bed next to him.

He Zhang: "........."

Heaven, earth, what kind of sin have I created!

He Zhang looked up at the sky, wanting to cry without tears, and had a feeling of being a dog.

was stunned for a moment, for the sake of his own life, he decided that he still had to make up an excuse for Fusu and take a break to squint for a while.

So he walked quickly to Fusu's shop and was about to speak, but he didn't say a word, because Fusu was snoring happily at this time.....

He Zhang was simply stunned, ten seconds, this is only ten seconds! He actually fell asleep!

At this moment, his heart felt as if there were 10,000 grass horses galloping by......

He had never seen someone who claimed to be excited one moment, and the next second he could snore like thunder.

"Paper, my paper, He Zhang, has my son's paper been made?"

Just when He Zhang was speechless, suddenly, Fusu, who was lying on the bed, suddenly sat up and asked in surprise.

When He Zhang saw it, he was overjoyed, and was about to answer, when Fusu lay back on the bed and snored loudly.

He Zhang: "..........."

Nima, actually talking in her dreams!

A few seconds later, Fusu was happy again.

"Hey, paper, my paper, hey, hey, hey..."

"He Zhang, how can you do this to me, how can you treat me like this, obviously I also have a share in papermaking, why do you want to rob me of the credit........@&%......#¥"

"He Zhang, you are so bold, I asked you to stay here and keep an eye on them, you actually ran out, this paper is all wasted, this son wants to kill you, take your life....... Wow digging &#.....#@"

...........

"........." He Zhang looked confused.

What kind of sin did he create, this head is working hard to help him guard the workshop, but people are trying to kill themselves in their dreams at the moment......

He Zhang was hit critically and felt seriously hurt, not only physically, but also mentally fragile.

With a helpless wry smile, He Zhang was completely speechless.

With a sigh, he turned weakly and beckoned to one of his men.

One of his subordinates hurriedly walked over and asked, "My lord, what's the matter?"

He Zhang said weakly: "Go, go to my house, help me bring me the old ginseng at home, take all three, Lao Tzu will continue his life!"