Liu Ying was puzzled and looked around. Did the old gangster eat something that he couldn't digest? Why did he vomit it?
Just when he was confused, Liu Bang wiped the corner of his mouth. The next second, with a ferocious face and a terrifying fierce look, he strode out. Without waiting for Liu Ying to react, he grabbed his collar, like plucking a carrot. Generally speaking, it was brought up.
"Ah, father...ah, help!" Liu Ying was hanging in the air, struggling with her hands and feet, like a fish out of water. Liu Bang was still angry. He held Liu Ying with one hand, took off his belt with the other hand, wrapped it around Liu Ying's waist several times, and raised his hand to hang him under the beam.
Then Liu Bang turned around and took out a wooden stick.
Liu Ying was stunned. Is this the so-called "beating"?
"Help! Someone come quickly!"
He yelled at the top of his lungs. Xiao He, who had just had dinner with Liu Bang, came back from the toilet. He heard the sound from far away and ran over in a hurry. When he saw Liu Ying hanging up like bacon, he was so anxious that he ran in three steps and two steps. Come over, open your arms, and protect Liu Ying behind you.
"Your Majesty, no!"
Liu Bang raised his eyebrows and yelled loudly: "Xiao He, get out of here! Otherwise, I will beat you too!"
In the past, Xiao He also suffered from Liu Bang's old punches. At this time, the old gangster's eyes were red. He swallowed hard, but he was still nailed to the ground.
"Your Majesty, the country has national laws, and the family has family rules. If you want to punish the young master, of course you can, but you must always make sense!"
Liu Ying also said hurriedly: "That's right, I didn't do anything wrong... You just bullied my mother for not being around, my mother! My father!"
"Shut up!"
Liu Bang stopped shouting and gritted his teeth and said: "You dare to play tricks on Nai Gong. If I don't beat you, I will go to heaven!"
As the old gangster spoke, he rushed to the table and planned to reach out to grab it, but when he thought there was feces in it, he turned his head in disgust and looked at Liu Ying fiercely, "Tell me, did you do this?"
Liu Ying frowned, looked at the paper, and then at Liu Bang. He asked doubtfully: "Father, have you eaten?"
"You just ate it!" Liu Bang was so angry that he went crazy, "I have to beat you to death!"
Liu Bang raised his stick and was about to attack again, but Xiao He tried his best to stop him, and the emperor and his ministers almost started to fight.
But Liu Ying gradually understood...it turned out to be because of the paper, and it was considered a big deal!
"Father Zhong, get out of the way. Father, he doesn't dare to hit me."
Xiao He was startled and thought to himself: How can you, a little brat like you, have the confidence?
When Liu Bang heard this, he became even more angry. He pushed Xiao He away and rushed towards Liu Ying.
"King, stop!"
Liu Bang's stick was still in mid-air, and Zhang Liang ran in from outside. This usually elegant fifth-generation nobleman, at this time, his face turned red as he ran, and he still held a few pieces of paper in his hand.
When Liu Bang saw Zhang Liang, he was startled for a moment. Seeing him holding the paper, Liu Bang subconsciously took a step back. Could it be that he was not the only victim?
Before anything could be said, someone else rushed in.
Han Xin!
This man also grabbed the paper and rushed up to Liu Bang, dancing and waving the paper in front of Liu Bang.
The unique fragrance of bamboo made the old gangster feel his stomach churn again. He hurriedly suppressed it and glared, "Are you all crazy?"
Han Xin's eyes gleamed and he said excitedly: "I'm crazy, I'm crazy! Your Majesty, I have the silk I wanted... No, this thing is better than the silk! It's so much better!"
Liu Bang was suddenly startled and asked in confusion: "What did you say?"
Han Xin hurriedly held the paper with both hands and sent it to Liu Bang. Liu Bang kept retreating.
"Your Majesty, look, this thing is so light and soft, it is perfect for writing and drawing on. I am also worried that the silk is too expensive and the soldiers will be greedy to steal it. Paper does not have these worries. I command the troops to pass orders and explore the enemy's situation. , more confident.”
Liu Bang frowned slightly, it seemed to make sense, but he still disliked it.
At this time, Zhang Liang also smiled and said: "General Han, I think this paper is best used for transcribing books... You see, the bamboo slips are so heavy that you can't write many words. If you use this paper, you can write tens of thousands of words. It’s just a thin volume. You can carry it with you. If you want to read, take it out and read it. How convenient!”
The two men chatted about the benefits of paper, becoming more and more excited.
Xiao He, who was listening next to him, was confused at first, then ran to the case, picked up a few pieces of paper, opened his eyes, looked at it carefully, and then turned it over again. After a while, Xiao He looked up to the sky and laughed so much that tears came out of his eyes. .
"Wonderful, wonderful!"
Xiao He rushed to Liu Bang and said, "Your Majesty, you see, using this thing to write official documents is the best use of it! I am afraid that I, the swordsman and pen official, will have to change his name."
Liu Bang frowned even deeper. Xiao He was once a minor official in Peixian County. He always carries a dagger-like knife and a whetstone on his waist.
When doing official business, I would first write on a piece of bamboo, and if I made a mistake, I would scrape it off with a knife. Over time, the tip of the knife would become dull and it would have to be polished again before I could continue working.
Because of this, he is called the official with swords and pens.
Needless to say, it is complicated and laborious.
This is nothing. Such a large bundle of bamboo slips, weighing dozens of kilograms, may not be able to write many things. Uploading and delivering can make people panting and sweating.
No wonder the literati of the Qin and Han Dynasties were not weak at all. They spent all day pounding iron. It would be strange if they were not strong!
Xiao He could best appreciate the beauty of paper, "Your Majesty, Qin's laws are strict and prohibitive. Needless to say, it is time-consuming and laborious to move bamboo slips back and forth. As for silk and sheepskin, it cannot be implemented nationwide. If this can be used, I am sure that Increase the army rations by another 20%!"
Xiao He was not bragging. The bamboo slips had to be written concisely and to the point. People often misunderstood them and went in completely different directions.
But if it is replaced with lightweight paper, the government orders can be written carefully and clearly, making it easier to understand... This alone is enough to make Xiao He ecstatic.
A person who truly governs the country and does things well understands the role of progress in information dissemination carriers.
"Your Majesty, I ask you to promote paper immediately and use paper for all official documents!"
When Xiao He finished speaking, Han Xin became unhappy, "Prime Minister Xiao, put your matters aside. I want to lead the troops to fight, so give me the paper first!"
Xiao He, who had always been kind and gentle, glared for the first time, "No, the war is true, but we also need food, grass and luggage, and my side is more important!"
The two of them were stunned and refused to give in to each other, almost quarreling.
Liu Bang was stunned, and gradually realized something. He looked at the smelly papers again, frowned, and couldn't help but said to Zhang Liang: "Sir, this, this thing uses the feces of iron-eating beasts!"
"Feces? That's even better!" Zhang Liang also clapped his hands and laughed, "Your Majesty, the cheaper and easier this thing is, the more it will benefit the country and the people!"
Liu Bang took a deep breath, and the fragrance of bamboo entered his nostrils. This time, he didn't feel sick, but instead felt a little happy. He looked up at the beam, and Liu Ying was still hanging on it.
"That... Ying!"
Liu Bang called out, but there was no response.
Liu Bang took another step forward and forced out a big smile, "My son, you were willing to run to the swing frame to play when you were a child. Come, let my father rock you."
As he said that, Liu Bang really stretched out his hand and shook it. It really looked like a happy scene of a loving father and a filial son.
Liu Ying didn't even raise her eyelids. Don't I want to lose face?
"Shuzi, don't go too far!" Liu Bang scolded in a low voice.
Liu Ying simply closed her eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
At this moment, Liu Bang really couldn't beat him, and he was so angry that he couldn't do anything about it. Why did I give birth to such a rebellious thing!
Zhang Liang whispered: "Sir, paper is of great importance. You'd better talk to us about it."
Han Xin and Xiao He also came over, and Han Xin said eagerly: "Sir, the war is coming, and the army is in urgent need of this. If you can help me, I will be grateful!"
The three wise men of the Han Dynasty asked together.
How dare Liu Ying not give face, "I was originally sent to you, but my father hung me up for no reason. You can't be unreasonable just because he is the King of Han, right?"
Liu Bang was furious, but when he looked again, Zhang Liang, Xiao He, and Han Xin were all staring at him, and the meaning couldn't be clearer.
The old gangster couldn't bear the pressure of these three people and lowered his head. It was impossible for him to apologize to his son... Liu Bang touched his arms and put a four-inch small thing into Liu Ying's hand.
"Take it!"
Liu Ying was still tied up and couldn't bring it to her eyes to see. She just felt that the object was warm and smooth, as if it was a good piece of jade...
