"Although that's good, I'm afraid the national treasury won't be able to bear the cost!”
Meng Yi thought for a long time before he bitterly smiled and said.
"Doctor Meng, you don't need to worry. Fusu has already developed a new method of making paper. Once it succeeds, even commoners will be able to use paper.”
Fu Su smiled confidently.
"Paper?"
"Fusu, after you finish the trial, send a copy to the palace.”
Ying Zheng said," I came here today with the intention of testing you, Fusu. But now, it seems that you are growing very fast. But, you are still lacking in steadiness!"”
"To govern a big country is like cooking a small fish.”
"Father, you flatter me."
"Your son only has some special ideas. Whether or not they can be realized still depends on father.”
Fu Su laughed.
He was really not trying to suck up to Great Qin. If he wanted the various measures to be carried out quickly in Great Qin, it would be very difficult to do so without Ying Zheng.
The prestige of the First Emperor wasn't something that others could compare to.
As for Fu Su, if he was like Ying Zheng, troubled by the memorials of the court all day long, he would not have the time to study them.
The father and son had a clear division of labor. Fu Su was responsible for making suggestions, and Ying Zheng was responsible for implementing them.
Besides, Ying Zheng was a firm reformist, and he had a strong ability to accept all kinds of new things.
Fu Su only needed to explain the benefits clearly to Ying Zheng.
Moreover, as the Emperor of Great Qin, Ying Zheng was more familiar with the general situation of Great Qin. He was able to bring down all of Fusu's ideas, which seemed to be unconstrained and even rebellious in the eyes of the people of Great Qin.
"Fu Su, you're still too young!”
Ying Zheng glanced at Fu Su, then shook his head and said.
"If Imperial Father feels that it is too urgent, why not let your son act as a pilot?”
Fu Su smiled.
"What do you mean by a trial?”
Ying Zheng's interest was immediately piqued.
" The so-called trial means that when a new strategy or plan comes out, we don't know if it's in line with the actual situation, or if it's not accepted by most people for the time being. We'll first find a smaller area to try it out and make adjustments according to the actual situation.”
"For example, if you want to promote this matter in the court, it will easily cause a backlash. However, if you first use your son's name to recruit all the learned people in the world into the Crown Prince's residence, it will not be so easy to attract attention.”
"At that time, Imperial Father and your son can choose the best among these talents who come to apply for the job. They can also find an area around Xianyang to test the effect of managing the school. If the effect is good, they can gradually promote it to the surrounding areas.”
Fu Su laughed.
"That's more like it!"
"The Crown Prince's Residence is currently lacking manpower, so it's time to replenish it.”
"This plan is both reliable and aggressive. It seems that you have improved very quickly!”
" We'll do as you say," Ying Zheng said with a gratified smile." Fusu, you can try it boldly. If anything happens, my father will bear the responsibility for you!"”
"Then this subject will thank Imperial Father first.”
Fu Su laughed heartily.
With Ying Zheng's support, he could do whatever he wanted.
Meng Yi, who was in charge of recording, was also very happy.
His Majesty and the Crown Prince were of the same mind and were incredibly close. There was no better news than this.
"Right, Imperial Father, your son has something to report to you.”
Fu Su hesitated for a moment.
"Just say it. What's there to be afraid of between us father and son?”
Ying Zheng waved his hand and said.
"Then I'll be straightforward."
"Your son has studied the pills refined by this necromancer. Many of them contain lead, mercury, saltpeter, and other poisonous substances. If you occasionally eat one or two, it will not cause any harm to your body and can even stimulate your spirit. However, if you take it for a long time, it is basically no different from taking poison.”
"If Imperial Father doesn't believe me, you can find some chickens and dogs to test it. After taking the pill, the chickens and dogs will be especially excited at first, but if you take a few more pills,"
Ying Zheng's face instantly darkened.
Fu Su was right. He had eaten a lot of these pills.
Basically, he had to take it three to five times a month. At this moment, there were still several boxes of pills in the bedroom.
If what Fu Su said was correct, then didn't that mean that he had been taking poison for twenty to thirty years?
And he had been pleased with himself for a long time.
How could Ying Zheng accept this?
Inwardly, Ying Zheng wanted to resist.
However, Fu Su was his son. There was no need for him to lie to him about such matters.
Moreover, it also provided a verification channel, which could be easily implemented.
Ying Zheng could no longer sit still.
"Fusu, you handle the civil affairs first. Imperial Father still has some matters to attend to and will return to the palace first.”
Ying Zheng stood up and said.
This thing was related to his life.
There was no one who did not wish to live a little longer, and Ying Zheng was no exception.
......
In the imperial palace, Ying Zheng stared at the box of medicinal pills that he regarded as his most precious treasure, his expression changing.
"Your Majesty, why don't we give it a try?”
Meng Yi was silent for a long time before he braced himself and spoke.
Ying Zheng still did not say anything, but merely nodded.
Meng Yi immediately understood and walked out of the main hall. He quickly brought a rooster over and told Zhang Han to chase the guards far away.
"Your Majesty?"
Meng Yi hesitated.
"Try it!"
Ying Zheng finally spoke.
Meng Yi immediately took out a pill from the box, crushed it, and forced it down the rooster's throat.
Soon, the rooster became excited and flapped its wings wildly.
However, not long after, the rooster's speed clearly slowed down, and its struggle also became weaker.
"Feed me again!"
Ying Zheng's face turned even uglier.
Meng Yi took a deep breath, took out another pill, and fed it to the rooster.
This time, not only was the rooster not excited, but it was getting weaker and weaker.
Very soon, he became motionless and couldn't be any more dead.
Ying Zheng's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Your Majesty, perhaps it's a special case. Why don't I go and catch a few more?”
Meng Yi was already so scared that he did not even dare to breathe loudly.
Ying Zheng did not say anything, but merely shook his head.
After a long while, Ying Zheng's expression had returned to normal, and he said coldly,""No need!"
"You keep this matter a secret. If anyone dares to leak it, kill them without mercy!”
Ying Zheng almost squeezed out a voice from between his teeth, which sounded extremely cold.
"I understand!"
Meng Yi quickly nodded and silently dug a hole in the empty courtyard. He buried the rooster that had been poisoned to death and then filled it up with soil.
He did not know how to describe it in his heart.
The warlock had tricked the First Emperor into taking a poison pill for more than twenty years?
This time, all the warlocks in the world would suffer!
However, compared to the First Emperor's health, this was nothing.
Meng Yi was once again grateful to Fu Su.
Only His Highness Fu Su would be able to discover it and would dare to bring it up with His Majesty.
Even Meng Yi himself might not have such courage.
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