Qin: My identity as the eldest son was exposed by Qin Shihuang
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"This is a book printed on paper?”

The First Emperor was holding a book of Qin laws in his hand. The lingering fragrance of ink was still lingering on it.

Meanwhile, in the workshop, the craftsmen were still working hard.

Without pressing, a piece of paper with words was printed out at an extremely fast speed.

Compared to having someone copy it using bamboo slips, it was simply like the difference between clouds and mud!

Three days had passed.

However, Qin Mu still made some paper on a small scale and used three hundred craftsmen to work overnight to burn all the characters.

After placing it in the template, he brushed the paper with ink and pressed it down hard.

A neatly arranged book filled with Qin laws was formed.

When the paper mill was completed, it could be printed on a large scale and sent to all the counties in the country along with the newspapers.

The construction of a road leading to the whole country could come in handy, allowing Qin laws and newspapers to be distributed to all parts of the country faster.

The First Emperor watched the entire process and was overjoyed.

With these two things, he didn't need to worry about the Confucian scholars attacking him.

Li Si watched as the Qin laws were quickly printed out and his heart was in turmoil.

Bai clan's survival would probably be decided by the emperor.

If the Emperor wanted to, he could easily turn the Confucian scholars who were educating the world into evil demons and become street rats in the eyes of the people!

Such a method of turning something rotten into something magical was truly admirable!

He sighed from the bottom of his heart,"A divine doctor!”

Qin Mu's expression was normal, and he didn't take these small matters to heart.

Wasn't it just creating paper and printing? How big of a deal was that?

Those seniors who had transmigrated were able to make paper, brew wine, and make wireless communicators without the help of the system. They were truly talented!

Many of those seniors who had transmigrated wore it before they graduated from university.

In fact, many seniors were only high school students when they transmigrated!

However, based on his previous life's experience, he managed to create planes and cannons through fumbling, conquering the entire universe!

With the detailed technical explanation provided by the system lottery, creating paper was no different from playing!

The First Emperor put down Qin Lv and his expression became serious. His dignified eyes were filled with sharp killing intent.

" Meng Tian, lead 1,000 guards to guard the paper mill. If anyone dares to approach, kill them!"”

"Yes!"

Meng Tian's expression changed and she immediately accepted the order.

Paper and printing technology were of great importance and could not be sloppy at all.

The newspapers could lead the discussion and make those who still had the intention to resist give up on restoring their country and sincerely submit to Great Qin.

Even though the world had been unified, many unwilling survivors of the six dynasties still wrote words on cloth to rebel against Great Qin.

Once the newspapers were used by the people, they could be used to incite the anger of the people against Great Qin.

Whether it was paper or newspapers, they were both sharp weapons that could shake the foundation of Great Qin!

That was why the First Emperor had issued the strictest order.

These things could only be controlled by the government at the moment!

The First Emperor frowned slightly, as if he was not satisfied.

He muttered to himself in a low voice," Arrange for the Shadow Guards to closely monitor those craftsmen. Kill anyone who dares to leak the secret!”

"Yes!"

A deep and powerful voice came from the shadows in the corner.

Shua ~!

A breeze blew past, and a black shadow in the corner flashed and disappeared.

Paper and printing must not be mastered by anyone before the government was fully opened.

In the future, if the Confucian scholars wanted to print books, they would have to go through the government's review and approval.

Thinking of this, the First Emperor couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

Qin Mu looked at the empty corner and had a judgment in his heart.

"Expert!"

With his enhanced five senses, he had already noticed the subtle breathing in the corner.

He just pretended not to see it.

If the emperor was out on a trip, how could he not have experts protecting him in secret?

However, these things involved the emperor's secrets, so it was better not to delve into them.

Sometimes, the more you know, the faster you die.

Only by pretending to be confused could one live longer.

The craftsmen had already mastered the technology of making paper and printing.

Before the mass printing of newspapers, there was nothing much to do.

Qin Mu stretched and yawned.

Early in the morning, he entered the palace to perform acupuncture on the princess, and then went to the Wang family to treat Marquis Wucheng.

He did not even have the time to drink the hot tea before he was escorted to the temporary paper mill by the emperor's carriage for inspection.

After all this trouble, he was almost exhausted!

"Your Majesty, if there's nothing else, I'll go home for lunch first."”

The First Emperor looked at his son's bitter expression and couldn't help but laugh.

Great Qin only ate two meals a day, but this kid insisted on eating three meals a day.

It was also said that three meals a day to maintain a balanced diet was conducive to physical development.

She was already nineteen years old, and her peers had already gotten married and had children.

The First Emperor looked at the sky and said lightly,""Zhen won't return to the palace. Let's go to your house.”

"What is it? To my house?"

Qin Mu blinked his eyes and ridiculed in his heart. He went to freeload again…

In the past few days, he had already freeloaded twice!

Before she could find a reason, Zhao Gao's drawled voice sounded.

"Your Majesty, get up!"

Great!

Now he had to take care of his meals again…

The car drove slowly and stopped outside the gate.

There was a gilded plaque hanging on the door. On it were two large words: Qin Manor.

These two words were written by the Emperor.

For the sake of this calligraphy, he even paid a bottle of Erguotou.

The night before, when the First Emperor was drunk, he wrote it down.

The First Emperor had just gotten off the carriage when he smelled a sweet scent in the air.

Behind the tall courtyard walls, smoke was rising from the chimneys.

Needless to say, this kid was definitely making trouble again.

Walking to the backyard, he saw ten stone rollers lined up in a few rows.

There was a cow tied to each stone roller, and it was circling around it.

There was a servant next to each stone roller, stuffing the cleaned sugar cane into it.

The sugar cane juice was squeezed into juice by the stone roller and poured into wooden barrels.

Then, he filtered the residue and placed it into a few large pots to cook.

Until the brown sugar coagulated.

Beside him, there were piles of sugar cane that were like a small mountain. A few maids were washing them.

Fortunately, the reward for entering the palace this time was high, and there was a large enough place. It was also equipped with dozens of servants.

It would be a waste if he didn't do something else.

The First Emperor walked to a boiling pot and asked in surprise,""What is this?"

"Refining sugar!"

Qin Mu picked up a piece of candy and weighed it in his hand.

He muttered to himself," I have to feed a large family of servants. It's a big expense to feed them every day. I have to start a side job."”

Then, he pinched a small piece and put it into his mouth to chew carefully. His face revealed a satisfied expression.

He broke off a piece and handed it over.”

The First Emperor put it into his mouth and chewed it carefully.

Instantly, a sweet taste spread in his mouth.

Sweet, so sweet!

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