Chapter 11: What are your best plans for the Huns?

At this time, Li Si fell on the paper.

The items recorded in the Qin State are all bamboo slips, and the royal family uses silk silk.

It's not a silk thing, but it's magical.

Ying Zheng was still in shock and couldn't come back to his senses, Li Si said:

"Dare to ask Childe, what is this thing..."

Zhao He touched his head and said:

"Whew, paper. It is much more convenient to record things than bamboo slips. Last time I told my father that everyone in the world should have books to read, and this is one of them. ”

"The classics are recorded on paper, nailed into a book, and the classics written by a cart of bamboo slips are enough with only a hundred pieces of paper, and it is extremely convenient to circulate."

Li Si was shocked:

"Childe, this is a sacred object! But isn't it too time-consuming to write, and there are so many people in the world that it is useless to circulate only a few copies. ”

Zhao He glanced at Li Si, and secretly sighed in his heart that this housekeeper was smart:

"My son has his own good plan, you will know if you get it another day."

Li Si nodded, and then licked his face and looked at Zhao He:

"Childe, I don't know if there is a surplus of this paper?"

Zhao He stretched out his hand to the bed, and took out hundreds of them and stuffed them into Li Si's hand:

"Take it, take it, the son will look at you and reward you."

Li Si's smile crowded the old face:

"Thank you for the reward, the old slave is grateful."

Meng Yi on the side looked straight at the tooth flower, and let Li Si, an old horseman, take the lead.

This is Ying Zheng also came back to his senses from the saddle, and he looked at the thick pile of paper in Li Si's hand before he noticed what he was holding in his hand.

It is not as soft as silk, but it is extremely light, and there is no ink smudge in the place where Zhao He paints, which is really a good thing.

Before he could speak, Zhao He said:

"Father, this is paper, for writing. The child has not yet perfected the method of transforming books, and after a while, when the child has perfected, he should dedicate himself to his father. ”

"If my father has this thing, it will surely make the world's scholars return to their hearts, and when our rebellion succeeds, the world will praise my father."

Ying Zheng twitched and twitched, touched and touched the stick in his hand, and finally endured it.

At this time, there is a way to break the Huns, and the items must be created as soon as possible and sent to Meng Tian.

Ying Zheng left a thousand taels of silver and left with Li Si, leaving Meng Yi here to be Zhao He's teacher.

In the room, Zhao He and Meng Yi stared wide-eyed.

Meng Yi couldn't help it:

"Gongzi He, what are you looking at? If you ask me to read with me, I will naturally teach you well. ”

Zhao He pursed his lips and said:

"The old thing really puts gold on his face, does this son need you to teach!"

Meng Yi lost his temper in an instant, damn it, the old man was so good that he was an internal assistant, and there were many disciples under him, but he was despised by a little doll:

"Gongzi He can't say anything, the old man knows that you are talented and intelligent, but you are only 8 years old, if you don't have a good teacher to teach, how can you make achievements in the future."

Zhao He's eyes widened, and he said:

"It's not that I look down on you, I only ask you one question, and if you answer, I will immediately bow to the teacher!"

Meng Yi stroked his beard and smiled:

"Childe asked casually, how can there be something that the old man doesn't know today!"

"Listen up, old thing! Now there are pheasants and rabbits in the same cage, with thirty-five heads on it and ninety-four feet on it. Q: What are the geometries of pheasants and rabbits? ”

In the hall of Yingzheng in Xianyang Palace, Li Si and Wang Juan stood with their hands bowed, and several old men in strange costumes stood aside.

Ying Zheng restored the majesty of the emperor at this time, and the tiger's eyes swept over everyone one by one, and everywhere he looked, everyone stood up straight, not daring to move.

After a while, Ying Zheng slowly spoke:

"The Huns are detained, what are your good plans?"

Li Si knew Yingzheng's intentions and kept silent.

Several old men lowered their heads and didn't dare to speak, Wang Juan glanced at Li Si with a strange face, and said stubbornly:

"Your Majesty, General Meng Tian led an army of 300,000 to garrison the border passes, and presumably the Huns couldn't make any waves."

Ying Zheng's eyes widened, and he snorted coldly:

"The Xiongnu have been plagued for a long time, and they dare not confront our Great Qin soldiers head-on, but they have successively harassed the people at the border gates."

"Burning, killing, looting and doing all kinds of evil, as the Son of Heaven, how can I sit back and watch the people fall into fire and water!"

Wang Juan was shocked, deeply convinced, and did not dare to speak out.

Ying Zheng looked at several old men and said:

"Gong Lose, how many of your Mo family's children can serve as teachers?"

The named old man stepped forward and fell to his knees:

"Back to Your Majesty, there are 500 children of the Mo family who can serve the Son of Heaven today."

Ying Zheng nodded and said:

"500 people, which is a lot, the inheritance of the Gongyi clan is difficult to learn, but it must not be broken."

"Li Si, I ordered you to restart the first division as a creation, you are responsible for supervision, and the public is also a servant, only listen to my orders and concentrate on creation."

"Whoa."

After that, Ying Zheng took out the saddle horseshoe painted by Zhao He and handed it over to the public:

"Gong loses, this thing is a sharp weapon to break the Huns, I ordered you to lead the disciples of the Mo family to make this thing with all their might, and the craftsmen of the whole country are at your disposal, within 15 days, I want to see 50,000 pairs of things in the picture, can you do it?"

The public also trembled and took the drawings, saw that it was just a small thing, and immediately received the order:

"The minister will live up to His Majesty's trust."

"Let's all retreat from the losers, and Li Si and Wang Juan stay."

After a while, Ying Zheng came back to his senses from his false sleep.

"Li Si, I order you to strictly investigate Zhao Gao's party, and I will send 500 Iron Eagle Guards for you to deploy. All the crimes found are recorded one by one, and no one should be left out. ”

"Whoa."

Ying Zheng's eyes looked at Wang Juan again:

"Wang Juan, I order you to rein in the scholarly faction, if there is anyone who is not convinced, you can act cheaply. Remember, this is my world, and what scholar dares to talk about my merits and demerits in order to seek rebellion and punish crimes! ”

Wang Juan was shocked, knowing that the Son of Heaven was angry.

Those scholars who are full of sour stomachs are even worse now.

After Li Si and Wang Juan stepped back, Ying Zheng picked up the teacup and recalled Zhao He's remarks.

"Stinky boy, but he has some ability. If you really have the talent to pass through the heavens and latitudes, it is not impossible for me to hand over my country to you. ”

Thinking of Hu Hai's movements from the Iron Eagle Guard, Ying Zheng's eyes were cold.

"Hmph, playing this kind of trick right under my nose is really my good boy."

At this time, Zhao He used a spinous process to convince Meng Yi deeply.

Meng Yi, who boasted of reading thousands of books, was also shocked by Zhao He's knowledge.

Zhuzi is proficient in everything, and he is more proficient than himself in classics, but he is only 8 years old, this, what is the reason.

"Old fellow, I'll arrange something for you."

Meng Yi walked in front of Zhao He bitterly:

"Gongzi He, you command."

Zhao He glanced at Meng Yi:

"I may have to go out in the next few days, and you will have to tidy up my yard when I go out. I have to take care of all the flowers and plants! ”

"And the rhubarb at the door, which needs to be fed with meat..."

Meng Yi's bitter face changed color instantly, and he threw the bamboo slip in his hand to the ground:

"Nonsense, I am a scholar, how can I do such a lowly thing!"