"Sacrifice to King Xiang of Qinzhuang......"

From inspecting the Great Qin Ruishi to paying tribute to the ancestors, Su Tan's tired calves and stomach trembled a little, but he still held back.

"Fusu, that's good." The man's voice was low, and the gaze that looked at him was full of pleasant appreciation.

Su Tan pursed his lips and smiled shyly, and saw the tall man reach out to hold him.

His dark eyes were full of smiles.

Su Tan understands this feeling of being happy, once he is in power, he represents the turning emperor and sings.

But I don't know—

Ying Zheng ascended the throne at a young age, Zhao Ji and Lü Buwei controlled the government, in order to delay the time of the Qin Wangzheng's pro-government, Lü Buwei designed to kill the son Cheng Chan, the younger brother of Qin Wangzheng.

This made Yingzheng, who was supposed to perform the royal rite at nineteen, postpone it until he was twenty-two years old this year.

When he was out of his mind, he was picked up by the temple people and beaten horizontally, so he heard his new father tell him to sleep.

Su Tan: ......

"Hungry." He looked at the man pitifully.

Before going to bed, he wanted to feed his stomach even more, who would have thought that he would be hungry when he dressed as Fusu and followed the First Emperor's father!

"Serve him some minced meat to eat." Ying Zheng couldn't help but show a hearty smile.

The mutton is stewed crispy, chopped into minced meat, and served in a small pottery bowl, smelling fragrant.

Su Tan was very hungry, he held a small bowl, obediently ate all the minced meat, and drank it again with a milk bowl.

After eating and drinking, he was fully satisfied, lying on the strong chest muscles of the First Emperor, drowsy. When he grows up, he also has to eat and exercise well, and he must be as strong as his new father.

He could feel being carried into the carriage, listening to the sound of the wheels of the carriage, and he finally couldn't help but close his eyes and sleep soundly.

But he didn't know that in his sleep, a streamer lingered on his chest.

The room is very quiet, and you can faintly smell the fragrance of flowers. When he woke up, everything was already gray, and the sky was dusk, and it was almost dark.

Su Tan remembered that when he was sacrificing to the temple, his chest was a little hot, and he saw that the temple maid was waiting outside, and there was no one in the inner room, so he opened his clothes and revealed the beads inside.

The shiny beads he thought were glass beads in modern times, but they must have been glass beads in ancient times.

The crystal light was bright, the clouds were circulating, and it was not ordinary at first glance, he pinched it curiously, and did not feel anything abnormal.

Su Tan frowned, he didn't know what was going on with this bead, and he was about to put it back on his placket, but he saw that the glass bead flashed, revealing a lustrous luster.

A white curtain of light suddenly appeared in front of him, with five small words "Cai Lun Papermaking" on it, and a group of villains were busy working non-stop.

Su Tan: ?

He didn't have the dream of going home, immortal exercises, marrow washing pills, immortality pills, and ascending to immortals.

Cai Lun's papermaking is something he knows, and he has already played it when he was in the summer camp.

Some of them put away the beads, sighed melancholy, and thought about how to take the time to dedicate this Cai Lun's papermaking skills to add another sum to the first emperor's father.

And yet—

When he went to Uh-huh, he didn't think about it anymore.

With a red face, he politely refused the service of the palace maid to wipe his cheeks, and looked at the bamboo mountain, long rope, and linen pieces on the tray in front of him in a daze.

None of them fit!

He's going to use paper! Snow-white soft paper!

After wiping his cheek with a piece of linen, he felt a little emotional, after all, at this time, there was a neat coarse cloth linen in the head of Great Qin Qian, all of whom were from a solid family, and he was really guilty and uneasy to wipe his cheek.

Cai Lun's papermaking was immediately arranged.

Su Tan washed his hands and asked the temple people to take him to Zhangtai Palace, and when he arrived, he found that Yingzheng was reviewing the bamboo slips, so he stood obediently by his side, waiting for him to finish.

"What?" Ying Zheng glanced over nonchalantly.

If you don't say one, two, three, you will come to quarrel with the widow to deal with government affairs, and you will inevitably have to deal with your expression.

Su Tan blushed, thinking of making up some lofty reason, so that he could come up with his Cai Lun papermaking skills.

He thought of a serious nonsense, such as taking the Xuannu as a hypothesis, what kind of Xuannu came down from the Nine Heavens Divine Throne, with a little red mole on her eyebrows, her eyebrows and eyes lowered, and her expression was compassionate, and since she came, there was a colorful glow gushing out.

said that the gods are mysterious and secretive, and use the immortality that Qin Shi Huang cares about the most as the tone to make a mystery.

But in the end, he decided to weaken the origin of the glass beads, and said directly in childish language: "When I was sleeping last night, a woman who claimed to be the Nine Heavens Xuannu made a group of villains keep busy in her dream, saying that she wanted to teach me papermaking. ”

After he finished speaking, he felt a little apprehensive in his heart, and gently pursed his lips nervously. For fooling Qin Shi Huang, he really didn't have any confidence at all. Especially in this way that is so simple that it is child's play.

However—

Seeing Ying Zheng's calm and solemn gaze, Su Tan was worried that he would not give orders, so he said in a low voice: "Xuannu said that this kind of paper is as soft and light as brocade silk, and can be used for writing instead of bamboo slips, which is as simple and easy to obtain as bamboo slips, and will not be as expensive as brocade silk." ”

He knew that the papermaking technique he was talking about was a child's dream for King Qin, and he couldn't take it seriously at all.

"Father, I think this dream is very real, just give it a try, is it okay?" Su Tan sat in front of King Qin, looking at him with blank eyes, knowing that he would definitely not believe it if he couldn't take out something, so he begged: "Give Fusu two craftsmen, what if it succeeds?" ”

Ying Zheng lowered his eyes and looked at him, and his eyes flashed with a meaning that Su Tan couldn't understand.

"The widow allows you to mess around once." He whispered, his expression solemn.

Su Tan was happy, he was from modern times, and naturally knew that this method would definitely succeed, and the other party would like it very much.

"Prepare bark, star fruit branches, yellow sunflowers, lime, as long as you have them, you can have a basket each, and if you don't have them, forget it."

Ying Zheng thought about his and Li Si's calculations, which also used Fusu, in the end, they were ashamed of him, and looked at him fixedly, so he waved his hand and motioned to the temple people to prepare.

Su Tan looked at his expression and knew that he didn't care, after all, the words in a child's dream were really nothing.

He thought it would take several days to get it, but who would have thought that it would be ready in just three days.

He was still a little stunned when he was dug out of the quilt by the temple people, but when he heard that the materials were ready, he instantly sobered up.

The process of making paper took three months, but now in order to show it in a hurry, he shortened the process and made an abbreviated version.

Soak in lime water for 10 days.

Su Tan looked at Ying Zheng expectantly, and when he saw the encouragement in his eyes, his heart suddenly stabilized.

He learned a lot of things in the summer camp, although it was just a playful version, but it was enough in the Qin Dynasty, not to mention that he also had glass beads that could play videos, but I don't know if this is a video of papermaking, or if there are many, many videos.

"Fusu is not afraid, the widow will indulge you this time." Ying Zheng's voice was low.

Su Tan nodded obediently, after all, he was also a teenager who had just entered the first year of junior high school, and he was only three and a half years old after crossing over, with the chaos and uneasiness of a cub.

He stepped forward upside down, presented the teacup on the table to the first emperor's father, and smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Father drink tea!" ”

Ying Zheng took the tea he handed over, the hot mist coming out, his eyes flashed slightly.

"Tomorrow you will go to the general Wang Jian Mansion to go to school, the widow has explained, let people teach some simple, he has learned the art of war since he was a child, he is old and serious, and there are thousands of strategies in his chest, if you can follow the study of one or two, and then learn the hundred schools of thought, you will not change your temperament."

Ying Zheng's expression is gentle, he is determined to be in the world, and his sons and daughters naturally want to be mighty and strong, Fusu is his eldest son, the meaning is very different, he wants to make him better.

Su Tan nodded seriously, he came to the Yingzheng seat, and bowed down with a glance: "Fu Su respectfully obeys the teachings of his father, and follows the master to learn the six arts of a gentleman, so as not to disappoint his father." ”

He looked at Ying Zheng wearing a Xuan robe, the Qin Dynasty advocated water virtue, black was precious, and Ying Zheng was tall and magnificent.

"Your teaching, according to Zhou Lilai, the aristocratic education system in Zhou Li, is the six arts of the gentleman, divided into etiquette, music, archery, royal, calligraphy, mathematics, you are still young now, I am afraid that you have to learn small arts, books and mathematics first, and then learn great arts after the age of six, etiquette and archery."

"Then there are "Yi", "Books", "Poems", "Rites", "Music", etc., you have to learn, reading is very hard, Father hopes you can persevere."

Ying Zheng's voice was low, and he said slowly, his eyes full of expectations and encouragement for him.

"Hmm." Su Tan nodded heavily.

Learning is the foundation of his foothold, he has always loved to read, and he will read even more after crossing.

His eyes flashed, and he was about to speak, when he saw a delicate peach blossom in the clay vase in front of the case.

It can be seen that it is very well raised, and there are water droplets on the petals.

Su Tan glanced at the peach branch, pursed his lips and showed a shallow smile, Qin Wangzheng with a cold and deep face on his face, and the spring color he sent would also be placed on the desk.

In the Qi Nian Palace, there is still a bit of wild interest, he found a bush of shepherd's cabbage outside a deserted small courtyard, and he couldn't walk when he landed.

Two days ago, it had just rained in the spring, and the shepherd's cabbage was tender and tender, and it was delicious to look at.

He immediately squatted down, about to pick up the cabbage, the temple people who were waiting on the side knelt down with a bang, and said in a stacked voice: "I can't do it, what does the son want to do, even if he calls the servants, he must not do it himself, and it is not the sin of the servants to hurt the noble body." ”

Su Tan was a little stunned in the face of the temple people's sincerity, he pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "Then you take a handful of these shepherd's cabbages and send them to the cooks later, and ask them to make dumplings ......."

Before the words fell, he reacted to himself again, there are no dumplings yet.

He simply asked the temple man to take him into the kitchen, and he wanted to watch and do it, so as not to embarrass the cook if he hadn't seen it.

"Ask the cook to make a round dough the size of my palm, if it is thin, like the thickness of leather, then wash and chop the shepherd's cabbage, fry some eggs in oil, and then cut some green onions, mix the shepherd's cabbage, eggs, and green onions together, add salt and oil to taste, and wrap these into this dough."

Su Tan explained carefully, and then said softly: "Do you understand?" ”

The cook looked dazed, saying that he didn't understand, and he was afraid of making Gongzi Fusu angry, so he wanted to kneel with weak legs.

"Then I'll tell you again, just say you do it."

With the cooperation of the two, after adding more water to the noodles and adding more water, they still succeeded in kneading the flocculents, kneading the dough together to form a smooth ball.

"Then knead the long one, and cut it into a medicine about the size of a jujube......"

Su Tan pointed out seriously on the side, and when he was in a hurry, he got it himself.

And so—

When the people of the temple were sincerely afraid to find the king to report that he was teaching the cooks to cook, Yingzheng would come over to see what was going on.

A flower cat face stained with wheat flour, rubbing the tip of the nose and rubbing the cheeks.

Su Tan didn't know how to roll dough, so after he said it with his mouth, he began to play with the dough without any burden in his heart, kneading and kneading, and looking fun.

He strained his subordinates and quickly pinched a puppy out.

Who knew that as soon as he raised his head, he met Yingzheng's dark eyes.

Su Tan: !

Help, it's really scary, Yingzheng's sense of oppression is really enough, he bared his millet teeth, flattered the wheat dog in his hand, and said softly: "Give it to my father~"

Ying Zheng lowered his eyes, the puppy's legs and feet were not pinched well, and he staggered in the palm of his hand.