Chapter VI

Fusu is the eldest son of Yingzheng.

Even though the two have political discord over the years, their faces are red in the face every day, and the relationship between father and son has become increasingly estranged, Ying Zheng's expectations for him have not changed - to become a qualified heir.

Disputes, disagreements, because of high hopes.

If you have high hopes, you will not be able to accept that he will not be able to meet his own standards and that he will not be able to continue his ruling ideology.

Fusu, who grew up in this high-pressure life, may not be satisfied with Yingzheng's immature political ideas because of his youth, but his ability is still remarkable, and it is one of the few things that Yingzheng is happy with among his many dissatisfactions.

Fusu was too aware of the importance of papermaking to Daqin.

Once paper comes out, whether it is the transmission of government decrees or the dissemination of ideas, it will be greatly improved, reaching a speed and height that people can't imagine.

And his imperial father doesn't have to face the bamboo slips piled up like a hill every day.

The light and easy-to-write paper is placed on the desk, which can not only greatly improve the efficiency of the imperial father's examination and approval of documents, but also allow the imperial father to save trouble and worry, and do not have to be tired and have a sore back.

- He is not blind, he can see that the imperial father's physical strength is not good.

It's just that he has grown up and is a man, so he can't express his concern as bluntly as Xiao Shiyi, so he can only take Xiao Shiyi out of the imperial father's arms when the imperial father hugs Xiao Shiyi, and don't let Xiao Shiyi trouble him, so that the imperial father will not be so tired.

But this kind of thing treats the symptoms but not the root cause, Xiao Eleven likes to play with the imperial father, and the imperial father also likes Xiao Eleven, if he is always between them, it will make the imperial father dissatisfied, so if you want to reduce the burden on the imperial father, you have to start from other places.

- For example, piles of bamboo slips.

There is such a thing as paper, which must be manufactured.

Fusu's eyes were slightly dark, he was holding Hehua in his arms, and ordered his attendants to summon Meng Yi.

Meng Yi was worshiped by Ying Zheng as Shangqing at this time, in charge of the palace door guard, and when he heard that Hehua had been taught by the Book of Heaven again, he immediately put down all the things at hand and went to find Hehua and Fusu.

"Bark, hemp, rags, old fishing nets?"

Meng Yi couldn't believe it, "These things can really make the paper in the princess's dream?" ”

"Of course you can."

Hehua smiled and crooked, "What did I lie to you for?" ”

"The teacher told me this personally, and I wrote it down word for word."

"Just do what I said, and you'll be able to make paper that's easy to write."

Hehua is full of confidence.

Meng Yi was overjoyed in his heart, "In this case, I will go with the princess to find the Shaofu Order, and let the Shaofu Order prepare these things immediately!" ”

"You're going with Little Eleven?"

Fusu's brows moved slightly.

"Not bad."

Meng Yi bowed his head, "Although the princess is quite sure, but we have never heard of such a thing as paper, we have never seen it, if you do it with great fanfare, it is good if you succeed, but if you fail, I am afraid that the princess will not look good on face." ”

Although Meng Yi does not have as many twists and turns in his heart, but after all, he has been a general, and he still has the political sensitivity, His Majesty the Emperor can tolerate the little princess not being able to carry out the back of the king, but he will never tolerate the son not being able to carry it, one is a princess, the other is the heir of the dynasty, the identity is different, the expectations are different, and the consequences suffered by the prince will not be the same as the princess.

Meng Yi said, "In the opinion of the minister, it is not easy to make a public about the paper-making matter, it is enough for the minister and the princess to do it, if the prince is also involved, it will attract attention and increase the pressure on the prince and the princess for no reason." ”

Fusu was slightly stunned, and quickly understood the voice of Meng Yi's words.

- Little Eleven can't make paper, but as the eldest son of the emperor's father, he can't.

Fusu was silent for a moment.

After half a breath, he handed Hehua into Meng Yi's arms, "Meng Qing, you want to be more thoughtful than me." ”

"In this case, according to your words, the paper will be made by you and Little Eleven, and no one will be allowed to leak the news."

·

"Meng Qing has something at home recently?"

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at Meng Yi, who came in a hurry, and asked quietly.

Meng Yi immediately replied, "No! ”

"Absolutely not!"

"Since there is nothing to do at home, why don't you come to duty these days?"

Wang Ben looked disgusted.

At the beginning of the world, he, a general, had free time, so he could enter the palace when he had nothing to do, and take a look at Yuxue's cute little princess.

Who knew that his luck in the past few days was really bad, not only did he not meet the little princess, but Meng Yi was also not on duty every day, so he had to do things for Meng Yi.

Wang Ben was angry, "Your Majesty is looking for you-"

"Oh, I just sent something to the little princess."

Meng Yi interrupted Wang Ben's words with an expressionless face.

“？？？”

Why can't he rack his brains to meet the little princess, Meng Yi can meet this guy when he turns around?!

Meng Yi stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Shaofu, "The little princess said that she hadn't seen General Wang for a few days, and she missed it very much, if I met General Wang, she asked me to bring a message to the general and let the general go to Shaofu to find her." ”

- The princess is too young, even if he stays with his relatives to guard the princess, but he is still not at ease.

Wang Ben came just in time, just let him guard the little princess for him for a while, so that the little princess would not be bullied by others because of her pure heart.

“！！！”

The little princess misses him?!

Wang Ben instantly didn't care about Meng Yi's laziness and forced him to mention his work, and immediately asked Ying Zheng, who was buried with most of his body buried by the bamboo slips on the main throne, "Your Majesty, the little princess needs a minister, you see-"

“...... Get lost! ”

His Majesty the Emperor, who was inexplicably moody, had a low voice.

"Obey the order!"

Wang Ben's voice was cheerful, and he immediately rolled out.

Meng Yi silently withdrew his gaze.

- He is not guilty of this, and is compared with Wang Ben by the world.

·

"Can the bamboo slips compare to the paper I want to make?"

Hehua looked like she was pulling the things that Shaofu had prepared for her, "It must not be." ”

She was a princess, and she never needed to make things herself, and after a symbolic inspection of the things, she instructed the temple people to mix and mix things together the way she said, "Well, just mix them together, that's how the teacher taught me." ”

The temple people are sincerely afraid.

Do not understand.

I really don't understand.

The little princess is young, her little milk voice is soft and glutinous, and she can speak short sentences, but once she says long sentences, they can't even listen to them.

Monasters, you look at me, I look at you, no one knows what to do.

Hehua was a little puzzled.

What's going on?

Is it hard to stir these things together?

"Why don't you do it?"

Hehua looked back in confusion, looked at the panicked little palace people who didn't know what to do, and understood—they couldn't quite understand her words.

“......”

She thinks she still speaks very clearly╭(╯^╰)╮

The palace maid who was waiting behind Hehua sighed.

That's it, it's better for them to convey the princess's orders.

- The princess's slimy little milk voice, if it weren't for spending time with the princess day and night, I really couldn't hear what the princess was saying.

"The princess told you to stir these things up."

The next moment, without waiting for Hehua's henchman palace maid to repeat her words to the little palace people, a hoarse boy's voice sounded behind Hehua.

"Stir it up like I did."

The boy seemed to be exemplifying, "Princess, are you right?" ”

Hehua looked back.

It was a boy of eleven or twelve, dressed in white-washed servant clothes and covering his thin figure like a bamboo pole, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind.

But the boy was thin, but not weak, and on the contrary, he was very agile, and he rolled up his sleeves, and with his two thin arms he took things in the basin, and poured water into the basin, and spread his fingers out and stirred in it.

Finally someone understood his words, Hehua was very happy, and nodded heavily, "Yes, that's it." ”

"Can you understand what I'm saying?"

The boy laughed, "The villain has a younger brother who is about the same age as the princess—"

"Why are you here?"

The templeman's face changed slightly, and he interrupted the young man's words, "Who allowed you to come?" ”

While speaking, the temple man reached out to carry the young man, the young man was very thin, the temple man didn't have much weight to carry it, and pushed and shoved the young man away from Hehua's sight, "Hurry up, go quickly!" ”

"The princess is noble, but people like you can't see it!"

Finally, there was a person who could understand what he said, but as soon as he showed his face, he was taken away by the temple people, and Hehua was a little displeased, "What are you doing?" ”

"Put him down."

- She hates the old man in the palace bullying the newcomer the most.

Especially the one who bullied her in front of her.

This sentence is short, and simple, and the temple people understand it.

But the young man in his hand is really unlucky, and he is unruly, how can such a person serve in front of the princess?

The temple people were in a dilemma, "Princess, this person is really not suitable to serve in front of you." ”

When Wang Ben came over, he saw this scene.

The temple people compete for favor, the old temple people bully the small temple people, the small temple people that Hehua likes are pushed and shoved by the old temple people, even if Hehua wants people to stay, the old temple people are hesitant and never leave people by Hehua's side to serve.

Wang Ben couldn't see Hehua being bullied the most.

Especially the kind of person who sees Hehua's young age, he tries to take Hehua step by step.

"What are you?"

Wang Ben strode forward and pulled the young man from the hands of the temple people, "The princess said that he is suitable, and he is suitable." ”

The young man's body stiffened slightly, and Wang Ben glanced at the young man's face.

- Strange thing, inexplicably familiar.

Wang Ben was a little strange, he kept an eye in his heart, and did not directly push the person in front of Hehua, but held Hehua in his arms and looked at the young man in front of him quietly.

“！！！”

When did General Wang come over!

The temple people were taken aback, and they were quite in awe of this fierce general who joined hands to destroy the Five Kingdoms by father and son, just hearing his voice, they were scared and trembled, "General, general, spare your life!" The slave didn't mean it! ”

"Get out!"

Wang Ben drove away from the temple and looked up and down at the young man who was brought by him, "What's your name?" When did you enter the palace? ”

"Zhang Han."

The young man glanced at Wang Ben, and then withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened.

Wang Ben's doubts were even more even worse, his tiger eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes swirled on Zhang Han, "Zhang Han? ”

"Where have I seen you before?"

"Maybe I've seen it."

Zhang Han was neither humble nor arrogant, "The villain's father was a subordinate official of the Shaofu, so the villain often followed his father in and out of the Shaofu when he was a child, and the general was a frequent visitor to the Shaofu after unloading his armor, probably because the villain was fortunate to see the general at that time." ”

"Really?"

Wang Ben was noncommittal.

- Martial arts' instincts told him that he was definitely not the boy he saw at that time.

"You're not from the temple?"

Hehua in Wang Ben's arms was a little surprised.

- The voice is dry and ugly, but it's not a small temple man who has just castrated?

“...... No. ”

Probably because he was afraid that he would not need him, and Wang Ben was quite hostile to himself, Zhang Hansan explained his family background clearly in two sentences, "The villain's father once served in the Shaofu, and everyone in the Shaofu can prove it for the villain." ”

"A few years ago, my father died of illness, and the family lost its financial resources, so the villain asked for grace to help with things here and earn some money to support the family."

Hehua was even more surprised, "But the way you are being bullied is not like asking for grace." ”

"It's not surprising that the world is cold."

Zhang Han smiled bitterly.

"Oh, I see."

Hehua answered, but did not speak again to let Zhang Han stay.

She is just small, but she is not stupid, she asked Zhang Han to stay just now, because she thought that the old temple people were bullying the new temple people, but now it seems that this is not the case, Zhang Han's life experience is greasy, and Wang Ben has an undisguised embankment for Zhang Han, in this case, it is a little inappropriate for her to let Zhang Han stay and do things.

"Princess, since you want to dry this thing after stirring, you can't mix it with too much water."

Zhang Han saw that Hehua didn't want to keep him anymore, so he immediately knelt down on one knee to continue the work he hadn't finished, and re-stirred the things in the wooden basin, "If you mix too much water, it will become extremely thin after it dries, but I'm afraid it's far from what you want to do." ”

——The end is that he can not only understand Hehua's little milk voice, but also accurately understand what Hehua thinks, and what Hehua does is something he is very familiar with, he can not only perfectly complete the task given to him by Hehua, but also draw inferences from one another, provide more practical help for Hehua, so that Hehua's papermaking things can be completed faster and more smoothly.