Fu Su left the backyard in a daze.
Ying Zimo's words kept echoing in his mind.
Along the way, he had even forgotten how he had arrived at the palace.
"Your Highness, what's wrong?”
"Could it be that things didn't go well?"
The person who spoke was wearing a Confucian robe and had a concerned expression on his face.
Chunyu Yue, the former doctor of Qi State, was now a servant of Great Qin.
He was also one of the famous figures of the scholarly faction who ascended the imperial court. Usually, Fu Su would often ask him about the essence of the scholarly faction.
"Master Chun, why is father so distant from me recently?”
Fu Su stopped and asked.
"This…"
Chunyu Yue was stunned. He did not expect Fu Su to ask such a question.
After hesitating for a moment, he said with a troubled expression,"Your Majesty's thoughts are not something a mere servant like me can fathom.”
" Sigh, Zimo was right."
Fu Su sighed.
It was obvious that he was being used as a tool for the Confucians to realize their political ambitions.
To think that he didn't know that he had been used as a spear from the beginning to the end.
He was actually not as clear as his eight-year-old younger brother.
Then, he left alone, disheartened.
"What happened to His Highness Fu Su?"
"I just went to the Little Lord's mansion. Why do I look so unfamiliar when I come back?”
Chunyu Yue was at a loss.
The footsteps in front of him gradually faded away.
"Physician Chun, let me give you a piece of advice. Don't provoke Nineteenth Brother. He isn't someone you can provoke.”
Even the way he addressed her had changed. Chunyu Yue's expression was uncertain.
.........
The back garden of the bedroom fell silent again.
Ying Zimo clapped his hands and went to wash his body.
What he said today was not an alarmist talk.
In a few days, it would be Brother Zheng's birthday. At that time, Chunyu Yue would die a great death.
At the birthday banquet, he requested to restore the etiquette system of the Zhou Dynasty and implement the enfeoffment system. He also widely publicized it among the people.
It would be detrimental to the dignity of the monarch in the long run. Li Si requested that all the books, except for the official books of the Qin State and the reference books of "Medicine, Divination and Tree Planting", be burned.
Therefore, the burning of books and burying of scholars, which had been cursed by the later generations for thousands of years, happened.
"Looking at the scholarly faction, I'm afraid they won't stop."
While thinking, Ying Zimo sat on the bed.
The host corrected Fusu's thoughts. Great Qin's National Luck has increased. Reward: Paper Making Technique.
The host has intimidated Li Si. Great Qin's Fate has increased. The method of smelting iron.
All the rewards have entered the host's mind.
Ying Zimo was stunned.
Paper making technique?
Iron smelting method?
Two memories appeared in Ying Zimo's mind.
These were all very useful things!
During the Warring States Period, there were already methods of smelting iron, but they were quite outdated. If they had more advanced iron, the fighting power of Great Qin's army would rise by several levels.
It would be much easier to conquer the Xiongnu in the north of the Great Wall!
There was also the Paper Making Technique!
If this item was made public, the impact would be no less than an earthquake!
Nowadays, knowledge was recorded in bamboo slips and could even be treated as family heirlooms.
However, with paper, all the poor scholars in the world could read. The barrier of knowledge would no longer be an obstacle to the path of advancement.
If given time, they could even create an imperial examination in Great Qin!
"The art of printing isn't difficult, as long as you know how to engrave words."
Ying Zimo was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
He was thinking very seriously.
Pa da---
The door suddenly opened.
"Aiya, I'm too lazy to go back today. I'll rest at Little Nineteen's place for the night.”
Ying Yinman threw herself onto the couch, not caring about her wet hair.
She seemed to have just taken a shower, and there was still the fragrance of a young girl on her body.
"Aiya, you're here again.”
Ying Zimo felt extremely helpless.
This sister was very lazy.
Moreover, she always waited for him to warm up the blanket. She was very naughty.
"Don't be so stingy."
Ying Yinman turned over, then said seriously,
"Nineteenth Brother, you actually scolded Eldest Brother today. Which potato is also super delicious? Where did you find it?”
" I'm not telling you. It's a secret."
"Tsk ~ Petty brat, you must have hidden quite a bit yourself. You want to wait for me to leave before stealing it.”
"Sister Yin Man, you must not dig out the potato seeds from the ground.”
"Hmph, I don't believe you."
.......
Several days later.
Early in the morning.
" The materials needed to make paper are reeds, bamboo, and rags."
Ying Zimo was carrying a small bag with a sickle hanging on his back.
She hopped around and prepared to go out.
"Little Lord, the officials still have to attend court today. Are you preparing to go?"
Looking at Ying Zimo's attire, Yu Huatian was confused.
"Aiya, I'm not going. Chief Rain can just lead the officials to court. I have more important things to do.”
Ying Zimo waved his small hand and boarded the carriage.
Paper was a divine weapon of the literary path, it was of great significance to the spread of knowledge in the future.
How could the court be more important than getting the paper out as soon as possible?
Therefore, Ying Zimo naturally cooed.
"Young master, I've received news that Zhang Liang has been captured by the First Emperor and will be escorted to Xianyang today.”
"Okay, just keep an eye on him and don't let him die.”
It seemed that Brother Zheng still took the report letter seriously.
Otherwise, according to the normal trajectory, Zhang Liang would have been able to successfully escape after the assassination and not be caught.
However, it was precisely because of that report letter that Zhang Liang was killed by the armorers who had been lying in ambush long ago.
Brother Zheng had said that he was allowed to find some people to help.
"Deciding a battle from a thousand miles away.”
This sentence was used to evaluate Zhang Liang, who was also known as the Sage of Conspiracy.
If he could recruit Zhang Liang, wouldn't it increase the fate of the Great Qin Empire?
If they could work for Great Qin, they would definitely receive a decent amount of National Fate.
After saying this, Ying Zimo boarded the carriage to the outskirts of the city under the protection of the Brocade Guard.
Before long, they arrived at the reeds in the suburbs.
It was autumn, and the tall reeds had all withered. They were good materials for making paper.
He got the flying.
The Embroidered Uniform Guards scattered into the huge reed marsh, each holding a sickle and beginning to harvest the reeds.
The Embroidered Uniform Guards could be used to supervise the officials, but they could also be used to cut grass.
Beside the river, Ying Zimo also squatted down and started cutting.
At this moment, the court was already in an uproar.
Because the news of the assassination of the First Emperor had already spread back.
Xianyang.
Qilin Hall was in the middle of a meeting.
After learning that Ying Zheng had been assassinated, the entire court was in an uproar.
"The assassin is Zhang Liang from Old Korea? This person was extremely daring, and he must be killed to serve as an example!”
"That's right. Otherwise, it's hard to guarantee that such a thing won't happen again in the future.”
"If you ask me, we might as well capture all the nobles of the six dynasties and eradicate them."
"This matter is inappropriate. There are still many remnants of the soldiers in the homeland of the nobles of the six countries. If we kill them all, who will be responsible for the rebellion?”
"No matter what, this Zhang Liang must be executed!”
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