"It's written in black and white, the handwriting is clear, and the cost is low.”
Ying Pingan raised his head and said with a smile.
"Good! That's great!"
The ministers gathered together and stared at the paper for a long time. Then, they burst into enthusiastic cheers. "Haha! If all of you feel that paper is good, then we will promote it so that Great Qin's citizens can use cheap paper!”
Seeing everyone's reaction, Ying Zheng immediately made a decision.
"Your Majesty, the paper that the little master invented is indeed good, but the poems on it are even better!”
"What poem?"
Ying Zheng's attention had been distracted by those old ministers just now. He saw Little Seventeen drawing on it randomly, and then taking it away. He did not even see what was written on it.
"The moon of the Qin Dynasty and the pass of the Han Dynasty, the people of the Great Wall have yet to return.”
"As long as Long Chengfei is here, I won't let the Hu horses cross the Yin Mountains.”
Imperial Censor Bo Yuan was shocked and delighted, his hair and beard trembling with excitement.
It had been a long time since he had heard such a good poem.
Not only did it match neatly, but it also expressed great patriotic feelings!
Some generals even secretly wiped their tears when no one was looking!
"What is it? Hurry up! Show it to me!"
Even Ying Zheng couldn't believe that those scribbled talismans were actually poems.
The system didn't reward him with calligraphy, and Ying Pingan rarely wrote with a brush. He wasn't used to it, so his handwriting was crooked, and he could barely make out what he was writing!
"Bang…"
"Hahaha! What a good sentence!"
The little chamberlain handed the paper with the poem written on it to Ying Zheng.
A moment later, Ying Zheng slammed the table and stood up. "I didn't expect my son to have such talent!”
"Hahaha…!"
After reading the impassioned poem, Ying Zheng couldn't even close his mouth.
Ding! Congratulations to the host for shocking the officials. Reward: Speed 11, Strength 11, Agility 11.
Hearing the system's mechanical voice in his mind, Ying Pingan pursed his lips and revealed an innocent smile.
One had to know that with every point of attribute increase from the system reward, the strength of his hand would increase by at least ten pounds.
His sea of consciousness moved and opened the attribute panel.
[Name: Ying Pingan]
[Age: 5 and a half]
[Strength: 156 (Stamina of an ordinary person: 10)]
[Agility: 268 (10 for a normal person)]
[Speed: 289 (10 for a normal person)]
[Skill: None]
[Cultivation Technique: None]
[Weapon: None]
[Mount: None]
[Note: All skill points are capped at 300.]
Yo! At this rate, it wouldn't take long for the skill points to be filled up.
"Big brother system, other than some basic attribute points, the system might also reward skills, cultivation techniques, weapons, and mounts?”
"Sure!"
Damn, awesome!
Thinking of this, the smile on Ying Pingan's face grew even wider!
"Little Lord is really talented!”
"This poem is an eternal quatrain!"
"I'll definitely copy this poem and hang it at home as an encouragement!”
"That's right, that's right. I have to make a copy too!”
……
Ying Pingan ignored all the praise and continued to immerse himself in the system.
"Peace!" "Ping An?"
It was not until Ying Zheng walked to his side and waved his hand in front of his eyes that he finally reacted.
"Father, you called me?"
"Ping 'an, did you compose this poem yourself?”
"Of course, if father likes it, I can make ten more poems like this!”
Ying Pingan clasped his hands behind his back, his expression proud.
"Ten?"
Ying Zheng's jaw dropped in shock.
Such a poem, to be able to compose one was already enough to leave a name in history. This Little Shiqi actually said that he could compose ten?
"Yes, why? Father, don't you believe me?"
"Then I'll have another one!"
"I sleep in spring and don't feel dawn. I hear birds singing everywhere. The sound of wind and rain at night, how many flowers fall!”
Ying Pingan casually said. These poems were all written by great poets. It would be strange if your jaws didn't drop from shock!
As expected, the moment the poem was written, everyone was stunned. After a moment, countless exclamations erupted again.
Previously, they had thought that Ying Zheng was bewitched by this man, and that he had given all the credit to this young master.
Now, it seemed that this Little Lord was not an ordinary person!
"Ping 'an, you've just arrived at the palace and aren't very familiar with it. Let your royal brother show you around!”
"Alright, alright!"
"It's father!"
Ying Zheng had deliberately sent Ying Pingan away, so that he could have a discussion with the ministers.
If the Quyuan Plow and Paper Making Technique were feasible, they would definitely be promoted in Great Qin. Those who promoted it would be recorded in the annals of history and rewarded according to their achievements!
It would have been fine if it was an adult, but it had to be a six-and-a-half-year-old little seventeen!
No one would believe it!
Secondly, it was the reward!
If he was rewarded according to his merits, Little Seventeen would probably be arrogant because of his favor. But if he wasn't rewarded, he was afraid that others would say that he was unfair!
It was really a dilemma!
"Dear Ministers, do you think that the Quyuan Plow, Potato, and Paper Making Techniques can be promoted in Great Qin?”
As soon as Ying Pingan left, Ying Zheng returned to his usual cold and solemn expression, asking in a deep voice.
"I think it's feasible! "The Curved Plow can increase the efficiency of farming, the high-yield potatoes can solve the problem of food and clothing, and the Paper Making Technique can speed up the unification of words. It will definitely allow Great Qin to advance!”
After Prime Minister Li Si saw these things, he was the first to report.
"I agree. The young master is talented and will definitely become a great person in the future!”
"I agree…"
The ministers cupped their hands.
"In addition, this subject suggests that we record the poem that the young master just wrote into a book so that all the people of Great Qin can read it and feel the love for their country!”
"Yes, yes, yes. Once this matter spreads, it will definitely arouse the patriotic desire of the people and make them actively join the army to protect their country!”
When it came to talent, the two generals immediately made a suggestion.
Even though Great Qin did not have any large-scale battles, it still had to continuously recruit more soldiers. Once war broke out, they would be able to deal with it easily.
Ying Ping 'an's poem was just right. As long as it was publicized, it would definitely increase the popularity of the people's registration!
"Yes! I approve!"
Ying Zheng thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
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