The First Emperor agreed to go so fast that Zhao Si had no defense.
"Your Majesty, I haven't said who it is yet." Zhao Si smiled slightly awkwardly and looked at the wooden sculpture of a tank that the First Emperor regarded as a paperweight.
Since the birth of paper, it has been quietly used in daily official reports. Looking at the wooden tanks used for paperweights, it seems a bit strange when put together.
Okay, it's over.
"Zhang Cang is a good talent. Being your disciple is a bit of an indignity." The First Emperor shook his head and smiled.
He didn't know the wild ideas in Zhao Si's mind. Paper and wood-carved tanks were of no use to the First Emperor.
What he felt were the silent changes in Da Qin.
It doesn't seem like much has changed, but it seems like a lot has started to change.
Since the birth of paper, the writing medium has been updated and the writing speed has increased. In recent days, the official documents and memorials passed from Xianyang have begun to become a bit complicated.
In the beginning, a few hundred words on bamboo slips was considered too much, but now a few hundred words seems to have quietly become the norm.
The official documents passed by the left-behind cadres in Xianyang were eager to report everything in detail. After all, he was not with the First Emperor, so he had to find ways to let the First Emperor know his dedication.
The content of the memorial has tended to exceed a thousand words.
"After this paper was put into use, the number of words in the memorial increased." The First Emperor did not continue to worry about Zhang Cang. If Zhao Si wanted this talent, then give it to him.
Zhao Si can be regarded as the new generation that the First Emperor focused on cultivating. He needs to have his own political power. As the elder of the court, Zhang Cang is the one who provides Zhao Si with the guarantee.
"It should be fine now... After all, bamboo slips are still the most common in the world, and the mainstream writing style is still concise." Zhao Si smiled.
This is indeed a trivial annoyance as society progresses.
Where did this come from? It is said that after Zhu Yuanzhang unified the world, some officials submitted a memorial and wrote tens of thousands of words. Old Zhu read between the lines for a long time, but only a few hundred words in total talked about the actual facts. Old Zhu was so angry that he was beaten hard. The other party had a meal.
Further back in the Qing Dynasty, local officials who were not loved by their fathers or mothers would seize the opportunity to report to the central government and produce a book of tens of thousands of words just for flattery...
The emperor's workload has skyrocketed. There are still so many things to do, but there are more junk files~
"Your Majesty can draft official documents and urge officials to tell the truth." Zhao Si was also helpless.
There are not many measures that can be taken. As writing becomes more and more convenient, it is an inevitable trend that official documents will become more and more complex.
Even the number of words in literary genres has begun to increase. This kind of thing is more good than bad. Literature and the number of words are sinking, and the difficulty of appreciation is getting lower and lower.
"Study ink..." The First Emperor waved his hand, and Zhao Si sat aside obediently to study ink for the First Emperor.
It is not a problem to continue like this. We need to urge the ministers not to let themselves go. For now, we can deal with hundreds of words or thousands of words. If the trend of ten thousand words becomes popular, the First Emperor will have a headache just thinking about it.
…
On the same day, the First Emperor drafted new rules for speaking and affairs, requiring all officials to be concise in their memorials, focus on speaking and affairs, and avoid large and irrelevant fragments.
Two copies were made, one was sent to Xianyang to the group of left-behind officials, and the other was sent to the accompanying civil and military officials.
However, there is no harsh word that the memorial must be within, and no rules and regulations have been drawn up. It is just a form of comfort.
After all, if you don't hit the smiling person, the First Emperor only said that if you repeatedly fail to speak up, there will be some triggers, but he did not specify the specific punishment.
The First Emperor was still very oppressive.
As soon as this edict came out, the situation of memorials was much better. As for the complexity of memorials submitted by local officials, it was difficult to solve. If a father does not love his mother, he cannot send several telegrams to the First Emperor throughout the year. You have to force people not to It's unrealistic to flatter anyone.
Most people just hope that the First Emperor will have the slightest impression of himself after reading his beautiful articles.
Who doesn’t want to become a government official?
Who doesn’t want to be able to serve the First Emperor every day?
…
"It's a rainy day again..." On the carriage, Zhao Si, the driver, was a little bored.
Jia Zhu didn't stay in Yangwu for long. Not long after he captured Zhang Cang and Chen Ping, the First Emperor's Jia Zhu continued to set off.
Not long after we set off, it started to rain, and the autumn rain continued... A month passed in a blink of an eye!
The autumn tiger has now completely become a paper tiger. A continuous autumn rain caused the temperature to drop suddenly.
The rain is not heavy, just a bit continuous. There are almost no sunny days these days.
But this does not affect the continued progress of Jia Zhu. It is difficult to say anything else about Da Qin, but there is absolutely no problem with the infrastructure.
Especially road construction.
Daqin's Chidao and Guandao are likely to have problems unless they encounter continuous heavy rain. also
…
On the other side, inside the carriage, Zhang Cang, Chen Ping, Chen Sheng, and Wu Guang were sitting around the case.
"Ahem..." Chen Ping coughed and coughed.
Due to the sudden drop in temperature, many people in the huge convoy suffered from colds, and Chen Ping was one of them.
In the afternoon, I was holding ice cubes to enjoy the coolness. In the evening, a rain dropped the temperature directly, and the ice cubes didn't even have time to remove.
Fortunately, as a young man with strong firepower, Chen Ping's body was not seriously injured.
"Invite you two to have a drink..." Zhang Cang raised his wine glass and looked at Chen Sheng and Wu Guang.
Chen Sheng and Wu Guang were now given to Li Si to deal with the sundries and learn to exercise their abilities. They didn't have many interactions with Zhang Cang, Chen Ping and the others. It was Zhang Cang who specifically entrusted Zhao Si with the task of meeting alone for dinner.
To be precise, this is the first team building for the disciples supported by Zhao Si.
It's a pity that Zhao Si, the chairman, has to act as a driver for the First Emperor.
Although Chen Sheng and Wu Guang suddenly became wealthy, their wealth was only for their neighbors.
Now they have become Zhao Si's disciples, following the First Emperor's tour of the world. They are surrounded by high-ranking officials of the imperial court, but the two of them are just disciples with no specific practice, and the impetuous spirit in their hearts has been suppressed before it can flourish.
Not to mention, Zhang Cang, a retainer that Zhao Si later introduced.
Zhang Cang has been famous for a long time, and even if he is thrown into the court, he is considered a number one figure. He cannot tolerate Chen Sheng and Wu Guang being disrespectful.
When they were in humble circumstances, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang were neither lacking in brains nor abilities.
"Censor Zhang, please!" Chen Shenghao was so angry that he drank the whole drink in one gulp.
In recent days, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang have learned a lot from following Li Si in handling government affairs, and have come into contact with many things that they could not have come into contact with before.
The two of them were like dry sponges, constantly absorbing nutrients, learning the legal system of Qin, and constantly making up for their own fundamental deficiencies.
"I am no longer the censor. If my lord had not exonerated me, I would still be on the run. Now, like you, I am your lord's retainer. We are all colleagues, so there is no need to be polite." Zhang Cang smiled and drank the same drink. All.
Zhang Cang took the initiative to put down his airs and introduced Chen Ping to Chen Sheng and Wu Guang.
"We all have the same surname: Chen. We can't say we were the same clan hundreds of years ago..." Chen Sheng made a careless joke.
This is true. In this era, if you really want to trace people with the same surname, you can probably trace some relationship.
Chen Sheng and Wu Guang were both open-minded and easy to make friends with. Zhang Cang and Chen Ping did not look down upon them, and the four of them soon became familiar with each other.
Zhang Cang's main task is to help Zhao Si identify whether there are people in the team who are cheating, and the second is to organize team liaison for Zhao Si and determine the central idea with Zhao Si as the mainstay.
There was no other way, Zhao Si couldn't tell the difference between inside and outside, and just threw everyone to Li Si.
As for Zhao Si herself, she has to serve the king, and rarely has the opportunity to organize team building on weekdays. She is completely free-range with her followers.
If things go on like this, maybe those who raise this talent will not be able to tell whether it is Li Si's or Zhao Si's.
"If you have any inappropriate handling of official documents in the future, you can come and ask me." Zhang Cang smiled.
Now people can't come back directly, and it may make it difficult for Zhao Si, but they must intervene when they should, and Chen Sheng and Wu Guang cannot be allowed to escape Zhao Si's control.
After this period of observation, Zhang Cang was certain that his senior brother was not lying.
Chen Sheng and Wu Guang indeed have a talent of two thousand stones.
With their character and learning ability, they will definitely be able to take charge of one side in the future. It can be seen that at least Li Si is not making any small moves now.
But after all, he is a talented person who can write the theory of master rats, so he should beware of it.
We are all smart people, Zhang Cang has the intention, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang have the intention.
After a meal, Chen Ping took the initiative to establish an initial offensive and defensive alliance around Zhao Si, and Chen Sheng and Wu Guang chose to join happily.
Just kidding, Li Si has so many disciples and former officials, when will it be his turn to be Chen Sheng and Wu Guang?
The situation is still good, at least now there is no need to worry about Zhao Si's guests' disenchantment.
"Chen Sheng and Wu Guang don't have to worry about my lord. They started from humble beginnings and relied entirely on my lord's promotion. Now they have no lack of determination to die for my lord..."
"In the future, when there are more people of all kinds, it may not be easy to say..."
Standing in front of the carriage, seeing Chen Sheng and Wu Guang leaving, Zhang Cang, the little white fat man who was still slightly drunk just now, had his eyes filled with concentration.
"I think Chen Sheng and Wu Guang have a big mind and great ambitions. Although the methods of handling political affairs are a bit rough, but they have just learned, the future prospects should be more than two thousand dan." Chen Ping smiled.
It's quite strange. Two farmers caught casually are really talented people with two thousand dan.
"It can only stop at two thousand stones. Anything more will be a disaster for them. They only see wealth and honor, which is not enough for the court of Great Qin." Zhang Cang shook his head.
The first team building under Zhao Si was over. Zhang Cang completed his task brilliantly and recorded his evaluation of Chen Sheng and Wu Guang in a small notebook in his heart.
And on the other side, far away overseas...
Several ships flying the Qin flag were drifting on the sea.
The black and skinny Jing stood on the deck, looking at the vast coastline with a smile on his face.
(It’s said that starting from Fuso, where is the best place to disembark at the first stop of the voyage? It’s urgent, I want to copy it.)
(End of chapter)
