"only!"
Dunruo bowed and accepted the order, but there was some slander in his heart.
This kid Zhao Si is too favored by the emperor. How can the first emperor of the world still worry about his personal problems?
He was a lonely minister, and he had insulted the First Emperor when he was conquered. Because of this, Dunwei was a little envious of Zhao Si's treatment.
It was impossible for him to be so close to the First Emperor.
After Dunrui left, only the First Emperor was left kneeling alone in the military camp.
"Young...it's good to be young."
…
On the other side, in the big tent where Zhao Si was.
The sky was already dark now, and Zhao Si had already planned to sleep there.
"Again?"
Looking at the two delicate maids in front of him again, Zhao Si was somewhat stunned.
After the intellectual wind has been retreated, are you preparing to test yourself with the pure wind?
Hu Hai's attitude of wanting to have a relationship with him was very obvious, but it was obvious that Zhao Si did not intend to have much interaction with Hu Hai. Although Hu Hai grasped the pain points of cadres, Zhao Si still chose to overcome it.
"What? Is it from His Majesty this time?"
Then I won’t be polite!
Zhao Si was overjoyed after getting an accurate reply again.
There is certainly no reason to refuse the gift from the First Emperor.
"Your Majesty, you mistaken me..." Zhao Si sighed as he looked at the two delicate maids in front of him.
"But I work hard for the country every day, and I deserve this."
I don't care about that much now.
The lights went out, Zhao Si stepped forward, and the clouds surged all night again...
The rest of the journey is still as boring as ever.
I walked for two days in a row and didn't encounter anything worthy of attention. I couldn't help it. After all, I haven't left Guanzhong yet. Guanzhong is the base camp of the Qin State. It is the foundation and the foundation of the country. Even if I want to cause trouble, I can't get rid of Guanzhong. Come.
On the bicycle frame...Zhao Si responded to Hu Hai's chatting with boredom, sweat dripping from his forehead.
Summer has come to an end, but the sun is still blazing.
It was now noon, and the hot air was steaming, making Zhao Si feel hot, sleepy, and depressed.
Naturally, the First Emperor's journey would not be troubled by the hot weather. There was an ice mirror inside, the space was small, it was cool, and there was a proper on-board air conditioner. After all, no one could blame the emperor.
Zhao Si wanted to go in and use the air conditioner, but because of the direction of travel, the sun was directly facing him, without any cover.
It's a pity that Zhao Si is a driver and has to drive, so he can't go in and blow on the air conditioner.
"Driving while fatigued is not advisable..." Zhao Si sighed. He was really hot and he was really dozing off, but as the main driver, Zhao Si couldn't sleep.
Just as he was about to find a way to reject Hu Hai's solicitation, a cavalryman happened to deliver the news.
"Shilang Zhao, your letter!"
Zhao Si was stunned for a moment. He had no relatives or friends. Who had time to write to him?
Until he saw the thing in the knight's hand.
Not bamboo slips.
It's paper!
Zhao Si was shocked.
The cavalryman handed the letter and package to Zhao Si.
Zhao Si opened it slightly and took a look, feeling reassured.
Great!
Finally, I have a legitimate reason to go in and enjoy the air conditioning!
"Your Majesty! I have something to report!" Zhao Si called out to the beloved His Majesty the First Emperor impatiently.
"What's the matter?" The slightly sleepy voice of the First Emperor came from inside the carriage.
The First Emperor now has the habit of taking a nap, and Zhao Si knew as soon as he heard that the First Emperor was sleeping.
"What a happy event! Your Majesty, can you allow me to come in and explain it in detail?" Zhao Si carried the package and was ready to go in and blow on the air conditioner.
Inside the drive, the half-lying First Emperor's face was full of sleepiness when he heard the sound, but he still stood up helplessly after hearing the sound, and slightly adjusted his clothes and his manners.
"Come in..." The First Emperor sighed.
Before the three words were finished, Zhao Si had already stuck his butt out and stuck his head in.
As soon as I put my head in, the coolness hit my face.
Within the drive, three pieces of ice are continuously emitting cool air. One mile and one away are completely two worlds.
Zhao Si trembled, and then he skillfully chose a position closer to Bingjian and knelt down.
The First Emperor looked at the package Zhao Si put aside with half-squinted eyes, and rubbed his brows.
I slept soundly, and I let this kid disturb my sleep for no reason.
"Come on, what's the happy event?" the First Emperor said angrily.
"Paper! Paper is made!"
Zhao Si opened the package. Inside, there were a thick stack of white paper, linen papyrus, and a relatively large area because they had not been cut yet.
After that, Zhao Si handed over the letter from the Mohist disciples, which was the summary of the cost and performance test report of the three types of paper, to the First Emperor.
The First Emperor first glanced at the thick stack of paper, then took the letter and read it word by word.
The first impression upon entering is the details!
Maybe it's because the writing medium has been changed? In short, a large piece of white paper is densely packed with words.
Compared with the memorials introduced before, there is no difference between the behavior of the Mohist disciples and the number of words. The First Emperor had no reason to have some bad premonitions.
People have a strong desire for expression. To be honest, the concise and powerful writing of our ancestors has a lot to do with the preciousness of the writing medium.
Looking at history for thousands of years, we can actually find that from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period to the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the length of literary creation basically gradually increased with the updating and improvement of writing media.
From the first few hundred words, to thousands of words, to tens of thousands of words, to hundreds of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of words in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
Even in the Internet age, millions of words have become the norm.
Who wouldn’t want to express themselves perfectly if it wasn’t so troublesome?
But for the First Emperor, this may not be a good thing.
Skipping most of the non-nutritious content and descriptions, Shi Huangdi focused on the cost, production speed and production cycle of paper.
"The cost of white paper is still a bit high...but fortunately it can be mass-produced."
"Hemp paper can be bound into volumes, meeting daily needs for book making."
"There is not much inconvenience when using papyrus for writing, but it is not easy to preserve and the writing effect is slightly worse."
The First Emperor secretly calculated what level of production efficiency Da Qin could achieve if General Zuo Fu devoted all his energy to production.
In addition to three pieces of paper, Mohist disciples also sent engravings.
This group of guys showed off their craft skills. The engraving was made of copper, and the content of the engraving was Qin's Law.
Because Qin's laws were extremely complicated and there were so many legal provisions, a total of sixty-seven bronze engravings were sent.
The main purpose was to allow Zhao Si to directly test the effect of woodblock printing on three types of paper.
Of course the sixty-seven bronze sculptures were not included in the package, otherwise the weight alone would have been heavy enough for one person to carry.
The First Emperor pondered for a long time.
Paper! Engraving!
It’s all there! The things that Zhao Si had confidently promised to himself were now about to be verified.
The First Emperor slightly rubbed the three kinds of paper in his hands, white paper being the best, and straw paper, rubbing it until it got rid of the residue.
Pull out one piece of paper from each of the three types of paper.
"Gran ink!"
When Zhao Si heard this, he knew that the First Emperor wanted to try the writing effect of the paper with his own hands. He might be lucky enough to see the First Emperor perform his talents, so he immediately started studying ink in a hurry.
The First Emperor raised his pen and pondered. Within a moment, Zhao Si had already prepared the ink.
However, the First Emperor did not put down the pen. After a long time, the First Emperor seemed to have thought of something and handed the brush to Zhao Si.
"Come here?"
Zhao Si was stunned for a moment and resisted. It wasn't that he didn't want to be a copycat, but he didn't have the foundation to do so. He spoke with a brocade and a belly full of idiots, which would easily make people laugh.
Besides, Zhao Si didn't need to be a copywriter to impress everyone with his skills.
However, looking at the irresistible look in the Emperor's eyes, Zhao Si still took the brush.
"What to write?" Zhao Si asked humbly.
"Just write whatever you want..." The corners of the Emperor's mouth curled up slightly.
If I remember correctly, when Zhao Si was criticized by himself for his poor calligraphy, did Zhao Si say that the problem was with the bamboo slips?
Um……
In the end, Zhao Si did not choose to be a copywriter, but wrote a few sentences from "Five Worms" on three pieces of paper.
The handwriting is still like a dog crawling...
The words on the hemp paper on the white paper can still be barely distinguished, but the words on the straw paper can no longer be seen as words, they are just ink balls.
"emmmm..." Zhao Si put down the brush slightly embarrassed.
"Didn't I say that if you made paper, you could write this well?" The First Emperor took a look and couldn't hold back the smile on his face.
"The pen and ink I use are of ordinary quality. How precious is the pen and ink used by Your Majesty? I am a wild boar in my hometown, and wild boars cannot eat fine chaff..." Zhao Si smiled sarcastically.
It can be seen that Zhao Si held the pen unstablely and applied uneven force, which caused such a situation.
There is not much problem with the paper, but there is a big problem with Zhao Si.
The First Emperor pushed aside the three pieces written by Zhao Si, then spread out a piece of white paper and started writing.
Eight big characters appeared on the paper.
If you receive orders from Heaven, you will live a long and prosperous life!
The handwriting is sharp and powerful, but the structure is solid and steady.
"good!"
The First Emperor looked at the three big characters on the white paper and expressed his heartfelt admiration.
very good! Much better than bamboo slips!
"Go and print a batch of engravings!"
Paper! Paper like silk was really produced.
If there are no problems with the engraving, then some of the previous problems will be solved.
"only!"
Zhao Si accepted the order and immediately took a stack of hemp paper to print with engravings.
After Zhao Si left, the First Emperor was left alone alone.
The large characters "Zhao Si Gou Clan" were displayed on the desk. The First Emperor folded three pieces of paper together and placed them on one side of the desk.
After that, he looked at his masterpiece intently.
Having been ordered by heaven... will you live forever?
The First Emperor laughed for no reason, and in a blink of an eye, he was already forty-nine years old.
It’s autumn, but it’s time to pass your birthday and enter your fiftieth year.
The First Emperor's fiftieth birthday... is not far away.
Even when such an important date was approaching, the First Emperor was still on a grand tour of the world, inspecting places.
"At forty, there is no doubt, but at fifty, one knows destiny..."
The First Emperor shook his head...
Do you know your destiny at fifty?
(End of chapter)
