Coming out of the palace, Meng Yi went straight to Shaofu.

His Majesty rarely arranges a matter for himself, and this time he handed over the papermaking matter to himself, and of course Meng Yi did not dare to slack off.

And although Ran Fang has given a very detailed production process, the specific operation still needs him and the craftsmen to figure it out slowly.

Something so important is definitely not out of the blue!

After coming to Shaofu to arrange the papermaking matter, Meng Yi simply lived in Shaofu.

I haven't been home for days!

Early this morning, Meng Yi came to the examination room with two big black circles under his eyes.

"How's it going, how did you try today?"

I saw a small official salute towards Meng Yi, and shook his head helplessly.

"My lord, I've tried many times, and the things I made are either unshaped, or very fragile, and they can't achieve the way they are described in the recipe."

Hearing this, Meng Yi frowned.

In the next second, the little official hesitated and said, "My lord, is there a problem with this recipe?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Meng Yi's face became gloomy.

"Say that again! Otherwise, this official won't be able to save you! ”

Who in this world would dare to question Your Majesty?

This secret recipe was given by His Majesty, and in Meng Yi's opinion, there would definitely be no problem!

Just when Meng Yi was looking to see if there was something wrong, a shout suddenly came from the shed!

"It's done! It's done! ”

Hearing the movement, he came back to his senses, and then saw a craftsman running towards him with a wooden plate, and the black and blue under his eyes couldn't stop the surprise in his eyes.

"My lord, it's done! It's done! ”

Meng Yi glanced at the white "paper" placed in the tray, and the excitement in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

He cautiously stroked the paper with his hand, then carefully picked it up with his hand, making sure it didn't fall apart.

"It's really done?!"

Picking up the paper and shaking it, the excellent toughness made Meng Yi's eyes appear a touch of excitement.

"This official will take it to the palace to restore his life!"

Such an important thing, he must personally send it to His Majesty.

In the Xianyang Palace, there was no news from the Shaofu for a few days, and Yingzheng was a little worried in his heart.

Although he recognized Ran Fang's strength.

But things haven't been made, and Yingzheng can't help but worry.

Just when Ying Zheng was pondering this, an attendant suddenly ran in.

"Your Majesty, Lord Meng asks to see you!"

Hearing this, Ying Zheng hurriedly spoke: "Xuan! ”

But for a moment, I saw that Meng Yi walking into the Xianyang Hall with a tray.

Ying Zheng saw that Meng Yi's clothes were wrinkled and his hair was messy, and he looked like he hadn't closed his eyes for a few days.

Meng Yi knelt on the ground at this moment and held the paper above his head, "Your Majesty, the minister is fortunate to have not dishonored his life, and finally made this paper." ”

Sitting on it, Ying Zheng could also see the white paper in Meng Yi's hand, and he was also a little urgent in his heart.

"Bring it in."

Zhao Gao respectfully took the so-called tray kill and put it in front of Ying Zheng.

There was a hint of expectation in Ying Zheng's eyes, he reached out and gently touched the paper, and sighed in his heart that it was indeed a divine object, it could be so thin and light.

If you can really shoes, then it is indeed as Ran Fang said, this paper will be very lightweight.

He picked up the brush next to him, wrote the word "Qin" on the paper with a serious expression, waited for a few seconds, did not disperse, and did not touch it with his hand.

It is indeed much more convenient to write than on bamboo slips.

"Reward!"

When Meng Yi saw Ying Zheng pick up the pen, he also had a faint expectation in his heart, and when he heard Ying Zheng say the word "reward", the big stone in his heart fell to the ground.

His heart was also full of passion, but he didn't forget to kneel down and kowtow to thank him, "Thank you, Your Majesty." ”

Seeing this, Ying Zheng said with a smile: "Meng Yi, this thing can be made, and you are also indispensable, it looks like you haven't had a good rest in the past few days, right?" ”

"For Your Majesty, the ministers will do their best, and then die!"

Meng Yi didn't dare to ask for credit, but just lowered his head and said.

And Yingzheng, who heard this, nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "In this way, you can retreat first, so that you can rest." ”

Meng Yi bowed.

"Command!"

Seeing Meng Yi turn around and retreat, Zhao Gao on the side looked at the paper in front of Ying Zheng, but a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Gao also knew about papermaking, and now he saw that Meng Yi had really made it!

A touch of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and Zhao Gao was a little more vigilant in his heart.

After the last revision of the book, the number of times His Majesty mentioned Fusu has increased significantly, and now that Fusu has put forward such a brilliant idea, won't he be in line with His Majesty's wishes in the future?

How does this work?!

At this time, Ying Zheng couldn't come back to his senses when he looked at the piece of paper.

He originally thought that the paper that Ran Fang said was just boasting, but what he didn't want to make was exactly the same as the description!

When I first wrote, it was obviously much smoother than on bamboo slips.

This Ran Fang just casually said one thing, and it could have such an effect, so didn't it mean that Ran Fang still had a lot of things in his hands that were comparable to this paper?

Thinking of this, a gleam flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes.

"Zhao Gao, let people record what Fusu and Ran Fang said in prison every day, and record them word for word, and bring them back to the widow for review every day."

"Whoa."

Hearing this, Zhao Gao was secretly happy in his heart.

He was still thinking about how to calculate Fusu and the Confucian student named Ran Fang just now, and His Majesty immediately made such a will, God really help me!

Since His Majesty let himself spy on Fusu, what Fusu said in prison is not his own decision?

It seems that this Fusu is going to be in prison for a while, and it is best to wait until the dust settles before coming out!

That's the best!

"In addition, I want to go out of the palace and see this Lu Qing."

Hearing this, Zhao Gao, who originally had a slight increase in the corners of his mouth, instantly froze!

But it was only for a moment, and Zhao Gao came back to his senses.

"Slave maid, let's go down and make arrangements!"

……

In Xianyang Prison, since the Confucian students were all released, the entire prison has been much quieter.

At this time, bursts of meat fragrance wafted out of the prison.

When Ying Zheng came in in a regular suit, he smelled this smell and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

When they came to the cell where Ran Fang and Fusu were being held, they saw two people sitting cross-legged, one holding a chicken in his hand, nibbling on it fragrantly.

At this time, Fusu Yuguang, who was eating sweet, caught a glimpse of Ying Zheng, and the smile on his face stiffened, and even the movements in his hands were stunned, and he almost threw the chicken leg in his hand to the ground.

"Father, father!?"