Night fell and the moon hung high in the sky.
Jiang Li and the Six Sword Slaves, a total of seven people, each held a paper book and read it.
After an afternoon of hard work, the Three Character Classic, Hundred Family Names, Thousand Character Classic, and Ancient and Modern Virtuous Essays were all completed. There were ten copies of each book, a total of forty copies.
Even though he was a professional killer, the Six Sword Slaves were also very interested in knowledge and culture. They watched with great interest.
They were considered the few cultured people of this era. Even if they were not very knowledgeable, they could at least recognize all seven languages.
This was already very impressive. In the future, it was equivalent to being familiar with seven languages. He was a diplomatic talent and an elite translator.
After a while, the youngest young man, Wangliang, put down the Hundred Family Surnames in his hand and said in shock,"There are actually 444 single surnames and 124 compound surnames in the world. How did Young Master know about these surnames?”
Jiang Li explained," The predecessors planted the trees and the descendants enjoyed the shade. There are many bamboo slips related to the same surname circulating among the Seven Kingdoms. I just collected them and compiled them into a book.”
"Heaven, Earth, Black, Yellow, Universe, Chaos. The sun and moon are full in the west, and the stars are arranged. Cold comes and summer goes, autumn harvests and winter hides. Leap more than a year, Lulu tune Yang. Clouds rise and rain falls, dew turns into frost. "Gold produces Lishui, jade produces Kungang…" Chaos God held the Thousand Character Essay in his hand and kept reciting the previous article. His heart was filled with admiration.
As an assassin, he often read handwritten bamboo slips written by sages to improve his cultural attainments and temper his state of mind.
Now that he had seen these four books written by Jiang Li, even though he had only read them a few times, he knew that once these four books began to circulate, Jiang Li's influence among the nobles would rise to a whole new level. He would go from Mr. Li to Master Li.
Writing a book, passing it on for thousands of years, leaving a name in history, this was the lifelong dream of all scholar-bureaucrats and officials. Didn't you see that Lu Buwei, the number one leader of the Network, had not finished writing the Spring and Autumn Annals of the Lu family for many years?
Lu Buwei was old, and half of his feet were buried in the earth. His current wish was naturally to use his limited life to write a masterpiece that would be handed down for generations, so that the name Lu Buwei would be passed down in the long river of history.
Closing the thousand-character book in his hand, Distracted God couldn't help but sigh."Young Master is truly a great talent."
"It's just a whim. It's not worth mentioning." Jiang Li smiled modestly. He felt very comfortable. There were only a few people in the world who could make a professional killer admire him.
"You can't say everything when you meet someone. Intentionally planted flowers do not bloom, unintentionally inserted willows become shade. It's difficult to paint a tiger's skin but not its bones. You can only know a person's face but not his heart…"
Zhen Gang was reciting a passage from ancient and modern sages. After a long time, he looked at Jiang Li and said,""Although Young Master is young, your research on the human heart is truly impressive. This book is enough to make the kings of the seven kingdoms read it all night long. Even the Hundred Schools of Philosophy will be convinced and admire your talent.”
Jiang Li, who had been praised by others, felt a little ashamed. After all, he had borrowed the book from others and made some changes. He did not write it himself.
The next second, Jiang Li began to accept Zhen Gang's praise honestly. He was doing a good deed and spreading the culture of traditional Chinese culture.
Having found an excuse, Jiang Li looked at the Soul Reversal Extinguisher and interrupted their reading. He asked with a smile,""How is it? Do you admire me?"
The Soul Extinguisher looked at each other for a few seconds. Through the exchange of eyes, he understood the meaning between the sisters.
Young Master wasn't usually very reliable and liked to take advantage of others. However, Young Master was indeed very talented. There weren't many people in the seven kingdoms who could compare to him.
It could be predicted that with just these four books, no matter which country Young Master went to, he would be treated as a distinguished guest by the local king. If he joined a country, he would instantly become a high official.
Jiang Li shook his head helplessly when he saw that the beautiful twin girls were not going to say anything. He picked up the eight books and headed straight to Ganquan Palace.
After two days of hard work, he had finally printed the four books into a book. At this time, he naturally had to show them to Empress Dowager Ji. He wanted to reap a wave of worship points, increase Mr. Li's brilliance, and make Sister Ji love him to death. That was Mr. Li's ultimate goal.
Furthermore, with these four masterpieces, he could let them spread in Xianyang City and increase his fame. At that time, the resistance that Empress Dowager Ji would face when she helped him seek an official position would be minimized.
Scholars, after all, competed in who had the highest knowledge. It was just that the ink in Mr. Li's stomach was the crystallization of thousands of years of cultural inheritance, far surpassing his colleagues at the end of the Warring States Period.
……
With brisk steps, Jiang Li arrived at the Palace of Sweet Spring. His cheap uncle arrived and stopped him,""Go back today. You're still young and can't compare to the Empress Dowager. She's in her prime, so you have to know how to control yourself and not hurt your body.”
“………”
Jiang Li almost spat out a mouthful of blood. How could his uncle interfere in such a matter?
Back then, you were the one who pushed me into the fire pit. Now, you're telling me to know how to control myself and not hurt my body?
"Nephew knows what to do. There's no need for uncle to worry.”Jiang Li raised his head and straightened his back. He was full of energy, displaying his might and strength, showing that he was in good health. How could a mere sister of the Empress Dowager make Mr. Li admit defeat, throw away his armor, and escape the battle in a sorry state?
Zhao Gao's eyes trembled at his nephew's actions. He continued to persuade him,"It's your first time tasting a woman's taste, and you can't stop eating. I can understand, but don't be greedy. Your health is your capital.”
" Uh…" Jiang Li was dumbfounded.
There's no need to be so explicit!
Mr. Li's private affairs were his own, and outsiders were not allowed to interfere.
Jiang Li gave his cheap uncle a look that told him to stay out of this. He divided the eight books in his arms into two and handed four to Zhao Gao. He said,""Uncle, take a look first. This is the work of my nephew. He used rice paper to make a paper book that no one has ever seen before.”
"Books? You wrote it?" Zhao Gao was surprised and took the four books with anticipation.
When he held it in his hand, he didn't even look at the contents. Just the feeling alone gave him a completely different feeling. This book was more than ten times bigger than the bamboo scroll book.
It was as if this was what books should be like, the best carrier of cultural inheritance.
Previously, when Jiang Li made Xuan paper, Zhao Gao knew that once the paper that appeared out of thin air spread and was used in large quantities, a series of changes would occur in the seven countries of the world, which would have a far-reaching impact.
If he had sole control over the production and sale of paper, he would definitely be able to accumulate wealth that could rival a country. From the imperial court, to the various schools of thought, to the rural shops, almost all aspects required paper to record words and transmit information.
Putting aside all the speculations in his mind about the paper, Zhao Gao flipped through the top of the list and read it carefully.
There weren't many words in the Hundred Families of Families, and paper books were much more convenient than bamboo slips. It was clear and pleasing to the eye, and Zhao Ji finished reading it very quickly.
The next book was Thousand Character Essay.
"Heaven, Earth, Black, Yellow, Universe, Chaos. The sun and moon are full, and the stars and stars are arranged…Ignorant and ignorant, foolish and ignorant, etc., are ridiculed by those who seek help.”
After reading the entire Thousand Character Essay, Zhao Gao was shocked. He was amazed at his nephew's talent. His nephew could actually write such a wonderful essay. This was a masterpiece that could be passed down from generation to generation and spread throughout the seven countries. It was sought after by the world and its name would go down in history.
Then, Zhao Gao switched to the third book, the Three Character Classic.
"At the beginning of life, humans are naturally good. Nature is similar, habits are far away…The three talents are heaven, earth and man. The three lights are the sun, moon and stars. The three cardinal guides are the righteousness between monarch and minister…"
Hiss!
As he read, Zhao Gao couldn't help but take a deep breath. This Three-Character Classic was easier to understand than the Thousand Character Classic. Although it looked simple and easy to read, the truth it expressed was extremely profound and was the way to educate people.
One could imagine that when this Three-Character Classic was circulated, the aristocrats of the seven countries would take it into their homes and use it to educate their young descendants, so that their descendants would understand the truth of life.
Considering this situation, Zhao Gao couldn't help but feel a little shocked.
When the young descendants of the aristocratic families learned the Three Character Classic and entered the court as adults, his nephew would have a huge influence. He would be equivalent to an enlightening teacher.
Suppressing the shock in his heart, Zhao Gao opened the last book of ancient and modern sages.
"Looking at the present, we should learn from the past. Without the past, we can't achieve the present. Know yourself and know your enemy. Put your heart into it. Drink with your confidant. Intonate poems to those who know you. Know the world. How many people can you know…"
"A year's plan lies in spring, a day's plan lies in Yin, a family's plan lies in harmony, and a lifetime's plan lies in diligence…"
" A dragon swimming in shallow waters is played by shrimps. A tiger is bullied by dogs when it falls to Pingyang. No one asks about it for ten years. It became famous overnight. Drinking debts are common. It's rare to see a person in his seventies…"
After silently reading the ancient and modern sages, Master Zhao was dumbfounded. He realized that he seemed to be ridiculously wrong.
His nephew had such a great talent, and the four great works would definitely leave his name in history and become one of the most dazzling people of this era.
When these four articles were published, the title of marquis and minister would be in sight. But now, he had drugged his nephew and made him sleep in a phoenix bed…
If the matter between his nephew and Zhao Ji was exposed, it would cause a devastating blow to his nephew's reputation and become a laughing stock for outsiders.
His nephew could have become a sage who shone in ancient history, but he poured a huge basin of dirty water on his nephew, making his nephew have an extremely eye-catching dark history.
At the thought of this, Zhao Gao revealed a rare awkward expression and said in a hoarse voice,"" Li 'er, you're right. I was wrong. I've let you down. When I'm buried in the grave one day, I'm afraid your mother and father will scold me to death…"
“？？？”
Jiang Li was confused. What did he mean? Why was his uncle blaming himself all of a sudden?
If you knew this would happen, what the hell were you doing earlier? It's too late now. Master Li has no way of turning back.
Besides, Mr. Li did not want to turn back now.
Ignoring Zhao Gao, Jiang Li impatiently walked toward the Empress Dowager's bedroom.
Swoosh!
Zhao Gao moved in front of Jiang Li and said in a low voice,""Li 'er, while not many people know about this, I'll help you silence them. Kill Lady Zhao and push the blame to Lu Buwei. What do you think?”
Jiang Li was stunned for a long time.
F * ck, it's you. Uncle, you're really ruthless!
You dare to think of killing the Empress Dowager and even dare to do it!
No wonder Great Qin's future was destroyed by you!
After dispelling the shock in his mind, Jiang Li shook his head and warned,""Uncle, don't do anything rash. If you dare to touch a hair on the Empress Dowager's head, nephew will cut off all ties with you.”
Zhao Gao's mouth trembled as he listened, feeling puzzled.
Concubine Zhao was not young. Other than being good-looking, she was useless. Could it be that his nephew had failed to capture Concubine Zhao and was instead captured by Concubine Zhao?
No, he couldn't let his nephew fall into the hands of Zhao Ji. He had to get rid of her, smooth out the matter between the two of them, and wash away the stain on his nephew.
Seeing his uncle's gloomy face, Jiang Li warned him again,""Uncle, I'm not joking with you. If you come blindly, don't blame me for turning hostile.”
Zhao Gao stared at Jiang Li for a long time, then suddenly smiled.""How can that be? Uncle will obey your wishes.”
Jiang Li did not want to chat with his uncle. He walked up the white stone steps and headed straight for Empress Dowager Ji's boudoir in the palace.
At the bottom of the stairs, Zhao Gao's feminine eyes darted back and forth as he thought of a foolproof solution. After thinking about it, the best solution was to silence them, and the second was to kill the other people who talked too much.
With his current strength and methods, it would not be difficult for him to make Lady Zhao die a natural death without anyone noticing.
……
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。