Zheng Guo, who heard the sound, turned around and saw a boy coming over.
After bowing, the man said: "My prime minister invites Mr. Zheng to come to the house to have a talk."
Only then did Zheng Guo recognize this person, it was Li Yuan, the most trusted butler around Li Si.
Although Zheng Guo did not often make friends with the ministers of the DPRK, he still did not dare to refuse the invitation of the prime minister.
"I know."
Arriving at Li Si's house, Zheng Guo bowed respectfully to Li Si, then sat on the couch familiarly, "See the Prime Minister."
Li Si knew Zheng Guo very well. Although he was not good at political affairs, he was deeply trusted by his majesty.
And he likes to go straight, so he didn't go around in circles and smiled at Zheng Guo.
"I heard that you went to Xianyang Prison today. I wonder why?"
Zheng Guo was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Li Si to ask about this matter.
Then he thought again, with Li Si's influence in the court, it would not be difficult to know these things.
What's more, it's no secret that he wants to write a book.
Even if I tell Li Si, there won't be any problem.
"Back to the Prime Minister, Your Majesty asked me to write a book on farming. I have little talent and little knowledge. How can I be able to take on such a big responsibility?"
"His Majesty then suggested that we go to Xianyang Prison to ask Fusu. When we went to Xianyang Prison, we could not go as an official, so I went to Xianyang Prison in my regular clothes."
Speaking of this, Zheng Guo's face was slightly excited. He looked at Li Si and said excitedly, "I didn't expect that there was a god in Xianyang Prison. He not only taught the officials the essentials of writing books, but also improved farm tools. The method is called short curved shaft plow!"
"The official took a look and found that if this method is used properly, the pressure on Daqin's farming will definitely be reduced in the future! The output will probably be different!"
Li Si was shocked, how could His Majesty suddenly ask Zheng Guo to write a book?
And he didn't even know about this. Could it be that he had some connection with the man from Xianyang Prison?
First he repaired books, and now he writes books. It seems that this person has a great influence on Your Majesty. If this person is detrimental to the Qin Dynasty, that is not a good thing.
But nothing showed on his face, he just asked lightly: "Oh? There are such talented people in the world. It is really a blessing for our great Qin."
"If that's the case, then why doesn't Your Majesty call this person into the court?"
"Did this person commit some serious crime?"
"This..." Zheng Guo's tone was a little hesitant, and this was what he couldn't figure out. "I don't know, I just see that Mr. Fusu has a very good relationship with that Ran Fang. Listening to your majesty's tone, he is also happy to see this matter." It’s done.”
Hearing Zheng Guo say a name, Li Si also murmured: "Ran Fang?"
This name is very familiar. Isn't it the person who His Majesty kept behind when he released the Confucian students in Xianyang Prison?
At that time, he thought that Ran Fang had offended His Majesty, but now it seems that it was not such a simple matter.
"Can you show me the short curved shaft plow?"
"Of course it's possible."
After Zheng Guo finished speaking, Li Si waved, and someone came up with a tray. You could see something white on the tray.
"What does this mean?"
Seeing that Zheng Guo didn't understand, Li Si smiled and said: "This thing is called paper. It can be used for writing and painting. It is light and flexible, and is very convenient."
"It will definitely be much more convenient if you draw the short curved shaft plow directly on this thing than if you draw it on clothes."
Looking at the paper in the tray, Zheng Guo couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.
He gently touched the paper with his hand and couldn't help but sigh: "Is this the legendary paper? It is really a sacred object."
As he spoke, he carefully picked up the brush at hand, fearing that he might accidentally drip ink on the paper.
Then I painted lightly on the paper, and there was no smudge. Moreover, the ink did not float on the paper, but penetrated into the paper. It was much clearer than on the bamboo slips.
With just a few strokes, he drew the Quyuanli engraved in his heart and marked some details on it.
"Please take a look at it, Prime Minister."
Someone immediately came forward, picked up the tray, and placed it in front of Li Si.
Looking at Li Si in front of him, he couldn't tell what was special about this object, but after seeing the annotation beside it, he had a general understanding. It was more convenient than the iron plowshare.
"This thing is wonderful."
"That Ran Fang has such a talent is indeed buried in this prison."
He didn't say the next sentence, which was that it would be best if Ran could be used for himself.
Zheng Guo knew that Li Si was always thirsty for talents, so it would be a good thing if he could become Li Si's disciple.
"What the Prime Minister said is true. Why don't the Prime Minister go to His Majesty to beg for mercy? Maybe we can release this person from Xianyang Prison."
Li Si shook his head. If His Majesty is determined to release Na Ran Fang from prison, are you afraid that there will be no chance?
Now, I'm afraid His Majesty is unwilling, but he hasn't figured out the key yet.
It seems that I am going to go to Xianyang Prison for a while.
"Your Majesty will make your own decision on this matter. As a minister, it is enough for you to do your duty."
"That's what the Prime Minister said."
Zheng Guo was still thinking about Qu Yuuli's incident. After chatting with Li Si for a few words, he stood up and left.
After a few days, Li Si decided to go to Xianyang Prison in person to see what was different about Ran Fang.
He had long heard that Fu Su and Ran Fang had no worries about food and drink in prison. Today, when he saw them in person, he felt that the rumors were a bit biased.
Look at this cell, there is not only a bed, but also a bathtub and a wardrobe in the corner.
On the table, there are fine tea leaves and snacks...
This kind of treatment is not enough to be described as "no worries about food and drink". If he were not in prison, he would have thought he was in someone's home.
"Master Su, how are you doing lately?"
Ran Fang, who was writing Xiaozhuan, was startled by the sudden sound.
Looking at the words on the bamboo slip again and turning into a ball of ink, Ran Fang couldn't help but feel a little angry.
This word is difficult to write in the first place. I finally finished a chapter, but it was all in vain.
He sighed, turned his head to look at Li Si who was standing outside the fence, and looked at Fusu in confusion.
Fusu, who heard the noise, turned around and was a little surprised to see Li Si.
Why is Li Si here? !
In Fusu's view, Li Si was a meritorious minister who helped his father conquer the six kingdoms. He had a high status in the court, and it would be no exaggeration to say that he was second only to his father.
The princes in the palace were more respectful than fearful of the Prime Minister of Qin, and he was better off, but they were still a little cautious when facing Li Si.
Before Fusu could speak, Li Si took the lead and said, "I am Mr. Su's friend Li Xun. I was entrusted by his teacher to come here today to have a look."
This was said to Ran Fang, but also to Fusu. I hope he won't say the wrong thing soon.
After Li Si finished speaking, he signaled, and the jailer standing behind him immediately stepped forward, opened the door and made a gesture of invitation.
Seeing this scene, Ran Fang was a little surprised. This jailer had always been vicious, but he was so polite to this person. Could it be that this person had some identity?
Looking at Fusu again, he stood up as if he wanted to salute, but he held back forcefully. Looking at Li Xun, his eyes were evasive and his movements were a little reserved.
Moreover, there had been an endless stream of people coming to see him in the past few days, and Ran Fang couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Fusu stretched out his hand slightly awkwardly and motioned for Li Si to sit down.
"Sir, sit down."
Li Si nodded slightly and adjusted his clothes before kneeling down and sitting there. Every move he made showed that this person had an unusual status.
After Li Si sat down, Ran Fang couldn't help but asked curiously.
"May I ask, sir, where can I find a higher position?"
