Chapter VIII

Doesn't the sun rise in the west today?

Ying Zheng's eyelids raised slightly, and he glanced at Fusu who was holding the paper underneath.

blurted out his own words, and Fusu instantly realized that Fang Cai's words were out of place.

- Father is the name of a little girl like Little Eleven to his father, he is the eldest son of the imperial father, and now he has followed the imperial father to govern together, how can he call the imperial father Father in public with the title of the imperial father by Little Eleven?

This is not the title that a worthy firstborn son should have.

And it is a big mistake that Xingtou can't control his emotions.

Fusu's fingers tightened slightly, and he didn't dare to look up at Ying Zheng's face.

- He is so unstable, the imperial father must be very disappointed in him.

Fusu lowered his head, Yingzheng couldn't see his face, only saw him burying his head low, like shame, and like a little embarrassed, and was embarrassed to look up at his face after caring about him.

Ying Zheng's eyebrows raised imperceptibly.

"This paper is very good."

Ying Zheng retracted his gaze, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

Zhao Gao diligently handed over the pen, he took it casually, and the pen walked and wrote a Qin character on the paper.

"It's really good paper!"

Zhao Gao praised one after another, "The paper is good, Your Majesty's words are better!" ”

While boasting about patting the horse, he hurriedly put away the paper and asked the small temple people to take it down and pass it to everyone in the hall to watch.

"This is the paper that the little princess made with the teaching of the Book of Heaven, of course, it is not comparable to bamboo slips and silk silks."

Wang Ben looked at the paper held by the little temple man with a proud face.

Meng Tian, the inventor of the brush, couldn't help nodding, "This thing is cheap and easy to make, if it can be promoted to the world, it will be able to replace bamboo and silk." ”

Li Si pondered for a moment, and then said, "Now that Kyushu is unified, the world is in the heart, and His Majesty's achievements far exceed those of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors. ”

"But the bamboo slips are inconvenient to transport after all, and the silk silk is too expensive, so it is a good choice to pass it on paper."

"When Kyushu returns to Qin, it should be dominated by Qin's writing, and the emergence of paper will greatly improve the implementation of Qin's writing."

"In the future, whether it is the documents or the dissemination of His Majesty's thoughts and laws, it will be known day by day."

Wang Juan stroked his beard lightly, "What Li Tingwei said is even true, but the old man feels that the use of paper is more than that. ”

"Now that the Six Kingdoms have just been subsumed into my Great Qin, if the taxes are too heavy, they will miss the old master, but if the taxes are light, where will Your Majesty's money come from to build the Great Wall and the galloping road?"

"It's not like paper, like salt and iron, made and sold by the government."

"This paper is a thing of immortals, rare in the world, once it flows into the people, it will definitely attract the aristocracy and rich to loot it."

"Then Your Majesty will be able to reduce taxes and borrow paper to collect money."

"This paper is easy to manufacture, but I am afraid that it may not be able to become something controlled by the state like salt and iron."

Ying Zheng said, "But the prime minister's words are not unreasonable, before the method of making paper is spread, it can indeed bring me a lot of money." ”

"Meng Yi."

Ying Zheng raised his eyes to look at Meng Yi, "I'll leave this matter to you." ”

"Yui!"

Meng Yi surrendered, "The minister must be cautious and try to avoid the spread of paper-making skills in the world." ”

"There are so many uses for paper, Your Majesty can't forget the people who make paper."

After Meng Yi retreated, Wang Ben stood up, "How is Your Majesty going to reward the little princess?" ”

The faces of the people in the hall who were discussing the paper changed slightly, and their breathing was stagnant.

——It is worthy of the father and son who joined forces to destroy the Five Kingdoms of Tongwu Marquis Wang Ben, dare to ask such a sensitive question!

Today, however, the next unification is all under Qin, and how to govern this unprecedentedly vast territory has become the most important matter of the DPRK and China's deliberations.

Prime Minister Wang Juan supported the feudal system, and Tingwei Li Si said that he wanted a county system, and the two insisted on each other's words.

There is no previous experience, and there are no ancient precedents to follow, and the heavy responsibility of determining the fate of the land of China for thousands of years falls on the shoulders of Yingzheng.

- Split the envelope system? Or is it a county system?

Ying Zheng can only choose one.

This decision is too important and too sensitive, Ying Zheng has not made a decision for a long time, in this case, asking for a reward has become an extremely sensitive issue, if according to the sub-sealing system, the little princess first has the work of numbers and letters, and now she has successfully made paper, named her as the king, so that she can enjoy a place of support is not too much.

But if it is a county system, there is no need for a fief, just give her some honorary titles.

So to a certain extent, the reward of the little princess represents the attitude of His Majesty the Emperor, and the system of dividing the counties and counties that the court has been arguing about will finally come to fruition.

A huge palace, suddenly quiet.

Everyone looked at Yingzheng and waited anxiously for him to give the answer.

But this eternal problem does not seem to have put His Majesty the First Emperor of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors in a dilemma, the majestic and cold emperor looked as usual, twisted a piece of paper in his hand, and was observing the immortal things created by the little princess, after hearing Wang Ben's question, the man lazily raised his eyebrows and glanced at Wang Ben's position.

The military general's eyes were clear and clear, and he almost wrote directly on his face that he didn't have so many twists and turns, and he asked this just to ask for a reward for the little princess, not to test the emperor's mind.

So Ying Zheng retracted his gaze, and his voice was not hurried, "Since it is a reward for Xiao Eleven, it should be decided by Xiao Eleven." ”

"Whatever she wants, I give her."

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

Zhao Gao buried Wang Ben in his heart.

- What kind of stupid questions are Tongwu Hou asking!

Your Majesty is still entangled in his heart, what is he asking as a courtier!

Zhao Gao patted his ass diligently, "Your Majesty is unpredictable, but the slave maid feels that His Majesty is a loving father who is rare to see in the ages." ”

"If it weren't for a loving father, how could he be so sympathetic to the little princess, and reward the little princess if she likes His Majesty?"

Fusu frowned slightly.

The question of whether the county system or the feudal system was put on hold again.

The court meeting ended.

The paper came out, and everyone received their own tasks and exited the main hall.

Ying Zheng was about to ask Li Si and Fusu to stay, but suddenly remembered Fusu's words of concern for his hard work when he was excited, his brows couldn't help but move, and his fingers tapped lightly on the imperial case.

"Fusu stays."

Ying Zhengdao.

Zhao Gao hurriedly trotted all the way and called Fusu, who was traveling with the Montessori brothers, "Fusu Gongzi, Your Majesty please stay." ”

Li Si's footsteps paused slightly when he heard the voice.

His Majesty has made his choice.

Li Si looked up and saw that Prime Minister Wang Juan also stopped at this time, his eyes swirling on Fusu, who was stopped by Zhao Gao.

Both of them are old foxes, Wang Juan quickly noticed Li Si's sight, so the old prime minister smiled leisurely and stroked his beard, "There is good wine brewed in the old man's mansion, is Tingwei willing to appreciate it?" ”

"The prime minister invited, Si Cheng was terrified."

Li Si took a step forward and made a gesture of invitation to Wang Juan, "Prime Minister, please." ”

The two of them talked and laughed at Mai Mang, and disappeared into the palace road.

"Childe, let's go."

Meng Tian smiled, "Your Majesty will leave Gongzi at this time, and there must be important matters to discuss with Gongzi." ”

Fu Su bowed his head and followed Zhao Gao.

"There are three daughters under Tingwei's knees, all of whom are about your age."

In the inner hall, for Fusu's words of concern for himself, Yingzheng rarely made a loving father in front of Fusu, and said straight to the point, "Although marriage is the order of your parents, after all, it is your lifelong event, I want to ask your opinion." ”

Fusu's eyelids jumped fiercely.

- Father or did he choose Li Si's county system?

Before, the father also chose the granddaughter of Prime Minister Wang Juan, but now, only Li Si's daughter can choose.

Father's attitude couldn't be more obvious, the feudal system is no longer applicable to today's Great Qin, and the county system is the national policy of Great Qin.

"Father, the county system of Tingwei is the way to take chaos!"

Fusu blurted out, "And today is just unified, if there is no clan minister to guard the Quartet, how can you suppress the remnants of the Six Kingdoms who are waiting for the opportunity to move?!" ”

Okay, in his good heart, he is a faint king who listens to and believes in the words of his ministers.

Ying Zhengfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and her good mood was swept away.

"Father, you're—"

The young man's voice paused slightly.

- He remembered what he had said to Little Eleven, don't quarrel fiercely with his father, don't make his father angry, and have something to say to his father.

He can't break his promise to Little Eleven.

Fusu's voice stopped abruptly.

"Why didn't you say it?"

Ying Zheng's voice was cold, "In your heart, I am a tyrant, a butcher, and a Xia Wei merchant who doesn't care about the lives of the people?" ”

Fusu was choked, and the position of his temples jumped suddenly.

- Father is gifted, and he is born with the ability to choke people to death with a word.

But he promised Little Eleven that he couldn't quarrel with his father.

Fusu took a deep breath and suppressed his desire to argue with his father.

But this kind of thing is not something that can be changed in a few days, and he can't hold back his heart.

- Li Si's county system is simply ruining the foundation of Great Qin and digging his own grave for Great Qin, how can my father listen to Li Si's words?! Even let him marry the daughter of Li Si?!

Fusu almost vomited a handful of blood.

No way.

can't be angry, let alone quarrel with my father.

Quarrel and quarrel can't win, scold and can't scold, he has to communicate with his father in a different way.

Fusu's brain was running rapidly, and the figure of Hehua appeared in his mind.

It was a little girl who was full of admiration for her father, and she chattered in his ear every day and said good things about her father-

"Father is the Son of Heaven!"

"Father is the first emperor of the ages!"

"Father is the most powerful person!"

The three or four-year-old girl's voice was soft and glutinous, the most healing thing, as if she was infected by her worship of her father, Fusu's restless heart slowly calmed down, so he slowly adjusted his breath, trying to make his voice sound less than such a big mood swing, and searched his intestines and scraped his stomach to communicate with his father according to Xiao Eleven's ideas.

"No, in the hearts of the sons, the father is the son of the saint, not the king of the deaf."

Fusu said stiffly.

“？”

Didn't today's Jinwumo come out of the west?

Ying Zheng's eyelids lifted slightly.

"Don't say that Xia Wei is a businessman, even Cheng Tang Zhouwu can't be compared with Father."

Fang Cai's words were a little unnatural, but once he said too much, Fusu's voice became more natural, "Father De is also the third emperor, the fifth emperor is the first emperor, and the sons never think that this is the courtier's praise, but it is well deserved." ”

“......”

Okay, it must be the wrong way for the golden crow to appear.

Ying Zheng doubts not only his ears, but also his eyes.

He didn't look at the abnormal Fusu, but raised his eyebrows and glanced out the window-

The sun rises in the east, and the light is scorching.

His Majesty the Emperor, who was so happy and angry in the world, rarely fell silent.

After a while, Ying Zheng sat upright, crossed his hands, and quietly admired the rare fall of his own children for a thousand years.