Chapter 15 Prime Minister Gan Don't worry, I will never call you Prime Minister again!

What will the people of the world think when they see Feng Zen paintings, and see their signatures on Feng Zen paintings?

Most people will think that they, the Qilu Confucian scholars, have recognized the merits of the First Emperor!

Otherwise, why do you want to make a Zen painting for the First Emperor?!

"Hey, this time I coveted a false name, and I was finally burdened by a false name, even if I have eight hundred mouths, I can't explain it clearly......"

A Confucian scholar beat his chest and paused his feet, and said in annoyance.

Chun Yuyue shook his head and sighed: "The matter has come to this, but there is no need to be upset, His Majesty the First Emperor does have the merit of being worthy of sealing Zen, so he fulfilled his wish." ”

"In the future, Daqin will have a son of Fusu...... No, it's Prince Fusu! ”

"There is Prince Fusu here, this world, this Great Qin, sooner or later it will be the world of Confucian benevolence, and sooner or later it will be the Great Qin of Confucian benevolence!"

These words, lift your spirit.

When all the Confucian scholars heard this, their faces were excited.

Even though Yingzheng was not good in any way, he could canonize Fusu as the crown prince, but he struck the hearts of all Confucian scholars.

The prince Fusu, who was far away in Xianyang, Guanzhong, was the Confucian faΓ§ade for which all Confucian scholars were willing to die!

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"Zihu Gongzi is polite!"

In the felt tent of the Shaofu Order, which belongs to one of the Nine Qings, Gan Luo rubbed his hands and saluted Zhao Zihu.

Zhao Zihu bared his teeth and was happy, took out the edict given by Ying Zheng from his bosom, and handed it to Gan Luodao: "Prime Minister Gan, my father asked me to be responsible for copying Feng Zen paintings, please help find a few skilled craftsmen who are good at carving and making ink." ”

Gan Luo took the edict and looked at it a few times, then presented it back to him with both hands, and said, "Since Your Majesty has an order, Gan Luo has no choice but to obey it." ”

He walked out of the felt tent as he spoke, and said a few words to his retainers, and after the retainers left quickly, he returned to the tent and smiled bitterly to Zhao Zihu: "Zihu Gongzi, Ganluo doesn't know how many times he has said it, don't call Ganluo the prime minister again, Ganluo has never been the prime minister, just a young government order." ”

He was quite helpless, Zhao Zihu didn't know which tendon was wrong, when he saw him for the first time when he was a child, he called him the prime minister, and he didn't change his words for so many years.

This is actually a very embarrassing thing, Gan Luo's grandfather Gan Mao, who used to be the prime minister of Qin, but later defected to Qi for various reasons.

When Gan Luo was young, he was invested in LΓΌ Buwei's door, relying on his sharp teeth and sharp teeth, he helped Qin earn back a few cities, and the Gan family was reactivated.

But because of his grandfather Gan Mao's matter, Zhao Zihu made him feel embarrassed every time he called Gan Luo the prime minister, and he felt like he was being ironic!

"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue ......"

Zhao Zihu apologized, solemnly waved his hands and said: "Prime Minister Gan, don't worry, I will never call you Prime Minister again." ”

Ganro: "......"

This rotten coward, it's really hopeless!

Zhao Zihu looked at him speechless, but he smiled more happily.

He called Gan Luo the prime minister, in fact, because when he was a child in his previous life, he especially liked to watch a TV series, which was adapted from Ganluo's deeds when he was young, and the name of the TV series was "Prime Minister Xiao Ganluo".

Coincidentally, when he first met Ganluo Zhenren, it was also Ganluo who was young and helped Qin earn back a few cities.

So for so many years, he has been calling Ganluo the prime minister, and it is useless to correct Ganluo!

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Later, Ganluo's retainers returned with three craftsmen and said outside the tent: "Master, the craftsmen have brought it." ”

Whenever the Qin army is dispatched, there has always been a battalion of craftsmen with the army, and this time in the imperial drive, of course, there are also craftsman battalions, and they are all the top skilled craftsmen, under the command of Ganluo, the young government commander who is in charge of hundreds of workers in the world.

"Come in."

Gan Luo beckoned, let the three craftsmen enter the felt tent, pointed to Zhao Zihu and said: "This young man is the eighteenth son of His Majesty the First Emperor, the son of Zihu, and the official title is waiting for Dr. Zhao. ”

"Today, Your Majesty ordered Zihu Gongzi to do things, and he needs to use craftsmen who are good at carving and making ink, and the three of them will listen to Zihu Gongzi in the future."

"Yui."

The three craftsmen waved their hands together, and then saluted Zhao Zihu: "I've seen Zihu Gongzi!" ”

Zhao Zihu looked at their crown clothes and knew that they were masters with knighthoods, so he didn't hold it up, and waved his hand in return: "In the future, there will be three knights." ”

After the Shang Dynasty changed the law, Daqin began to focus on agriculture and heavy industry, and if the land is planted well, it can be knighted, and if the work is good, it can also be knighted, which is the same as killing the enemy and being knighted.

In the Great Qin system, it is probably the merchant who is the most disregarded, belongs to the untouchables, and has the same social status as the slave!

"Who can carve?"

After Zhao Zihu and the three of them exchanged courtesies, they went straight to the point and asked.

The white-haired master led by the gray-haired master said loudly: "Hui Gongzi, the forehead can be carved, and the forehead is called Nirvana!" ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the honest middle-aged man next to him who looked similar to him: "He is a big baby of the Ejiadi, and his carving skills are no worse than his E, and he is called Nirvana." ”

This is undoubtedly the father and son, Lao Tzu is called Nirvana, and when he gave birth to a son, he is called Nirvana, which is a typical pre-Qin style name, random and perfunctory.

Zhao Zihu took out the picture of Feng Zen and handed it to Nirvana: "Sir and Ling Lang, go back and find a hardwood board, and carve the picture on it one by one according to the method of carving seals, that is, the yang engraving method...... Is there a problem? ”

Nirvana took the Feng Zen diagram with both hands, unfolded it and looked at it for a moment, and muttered: "It's not difficult to carve, but a complete hardwood board as long and wide as this silk cloth is not good, it's better to carve it directly in stone." ”

Gan Luo heard that he was prevaricating, and without waiting for Zhao Zihu to speak, he frowned and said: "Your Majesty's explanation, don't be troublesome, you can't find a complete plank in the camp, so you can go to the nearby Taishan County to buy it, or gather some forbidden army warriors, and directly cut down a towering tree nearby to make a complete plank to use." ”

Zhao Zihu shook his head: "Stone carving is convenient, but it is not easy to use and carry, so it is better to use wood." ”

"As for the fact that the complete hardwood planks are hard to find, it doesn't have to be so troublesome, you have to buy and cut wood...... Don't use the whole directly, find a few pieces to put together, and get the spelling interface well, there are no gaps! ”

This is the same as movable type printing, and stirrups in general, belongs to a layer of window paper, no one reminded, it is difficult to think, someone reminded, it is quite simple, why did I not think of it?

Gan Luo praised hesitantly: "Childe is really anxious, carving a few wooden planks like this, and you can avoid the helplessness of carving a wrong knife and destroying the whole piece." ”

Nirvana nodded again and again when he heard this: "Childe's method is indeed labor-saving and labor-saving!" ”

Zhao Zihu took their rainbow fart, looked at the last master and said: "I think you are a skilled craftsman in ink making, I need you to make a cheap ink, like expensive cinnabar ink, which can be printed on silk cloth without fainting!" ”