After the exile, the Goddess of War became a group favorite

Chapter 159 Papermaking

Feng Guanglin, who is twenty-three this year, is the grandson of Feng Su, a well-known scholar-official in the previous dynasty. In order to avoid being targeted by the court and flee famine, he came here.

He doesn't have big ambitions, but he is loyal and filial, and likes to specialize in small things with strange skills, such as latex, plastic, soap, glass, cement and so on that Lu Anran told him.

He worked with that dwarf named Bian Ya for a long time before he finally made soap and scented soap with various oils, and made a lot of money after supplying them to major chambers of commerce.

So much so that the bonuses of the two of them were divided so much. He can guarantee that he has never seen so much money in his life, and he feels that he dare not have enough for him in his life.

He and Bian Ya had been excited for a long time, and thought they could rest for a while after getting a large amount of money. Who would have thought that Bian Ya would be dragged to make latex and plastic and so on.

And he was also pulled here to make paper. To be honest, he has been very tired recently, but after the first blank paper came out just now, all his fatigue was swept away, and he instantly became refreshed. That white paper, I can't wait to kiss it, and the tears overflowed my eyes:
"It's done, it's finally done, woo...Thanks to Huang Tian's kindness, it's finally succeeded, woo..."

"Guanglin, it's a good thing it's done, don't cry, don't cry, what's wrong with you, aren't we all the same."

"Old Li, woo, you don't understand, I don't know, woo..."

"Hey, Guanglin, the Lord Lu gave you this time because she valued you. Now that you have done this, she will definitely reward you. Don't cry, what does a big man look like crying."

"Oh, Mr. Li, let me cry for a while, I'm not tired, I'm just feeling, it's not easy, oh..."

Lu Anran heard these voices as soon as she stepped in, the corner of her mouth twitched, did she exploit these people too hard?No, I didn't let them [-] and [-], how could such a big man cry like this?
Seeing her coming, Mr. Li froze, quickly tugged on Feng Guanglin's sleeve, and then saluted Lu Anran: "City Master Lu."

Feng Guanglin also turned his head at this time, and when he saw her, tears were still rolling down his eyes, and he muttered: "Lu, Lord Lu, hiccup~"

Oh, and hiccupped!

Lu Anran waved his hands angrily, and Mr. Li immediately bowed and retreated, leaving Feng Guanglin here alone.

Feng Guanglin's heart was congested at this moment, his face was flushed with anger, and he wished he could pass out immediately.

He is a big man, even if he cries, he was actually seen by City Lord Lu, what should he do, he really wants to die!

"Why don't you cry?" Lu Anran looked at Feng Guanglin jokingly.

His face immediately became redder, and finally his face choked up, and he broke the jar and said: "A man does not talk lightly when he has tears, because he has not reached the depth of love. I am expressing my feelings, yes, that's how it is."

Lu Anran couldn't help rolling her eyes, and said angrily: "You have to save face. How is the paper?"

Feng Guanglin's eyes lit up, he knows this question!

Hastily handed the irregular piece of white paper to Lu Anran, smiled like offering a treasure: "City Master Lu, look, this is the paper that was made, what do you use it for?"

"For writing." Lu Anran took the paper, it's not big, it's a little thick, there are still some wood fibers left on it, it can be said to be very rough.

"Used for writing?" Feng Guanglin looked at the paper, then at Lu Anran, as if he was a little confused.

Seeing his bewildered look, Lu Anran reached out and took out a writing brush from his bosom, dipped it in some water, and started writing on it.

Feng Guanglin looked down, and following her movements, he slowly read out: "At the beginning of human beings, nature is good. Sex is similar, but habits are far away. If you don't teach..."

As he continued to read, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally he took a deep breath, his expression became solemn and solemn, and he folded his hands and gave Lu Anran a deep scholar's salute: "City Master Lu, Xiaosheng Here, on behalf of all the students in the world, I would like to say: Thank you!"

Today, he finally understands why Lu Anran cares so much about papermaking. He never thought that it would have the effect of educating the people. He has to admit that it is his short-sightedness, and he thought it was for the people's livelihood.

Lu Anran didn't know what he was thinking, she stretched out her hand to help him up slowly, and said with a smile: "Bamboo slips are difficult to carve, they need to be polished and bound, every time a scroll is carved, some students' hands are injured.

Besides, knowledge..." After a pause, she looked at the rough paper in her hand, narrowed her eyes, and her expression gradually became darker: "The aristocratic family has also mastered it for too long. "

Feng Guanglin hesitated, he took a deep look at Lu Anran, finally took a deep breath, cupped his hands, and said softly: "My lord, now the aristocratic family masters nine out of ten of the world's knowledge, and they use bamboo slips as records .

Everyone knows that the bamboo slips are difficult to preserve, and they need to be re-carved and preserved every year.Once this piece of paper comes out... enough to shake the foundation of the family, I'm afraid the court..."

"So now I don't intend to push the paper out." Lu Anran shook her hand, and with a cracking sound, the paper instantly turned into powder. She continued:

"Although the imperial court doesn't care about this city, it is on the premise that this city is a dead city. Now that this city has been revived by me bit by bit, the imperial court will definitely extend its minions here in five years at the latest. "

"My lord, as far as I know, the county guard can't have more than three thousand soldiers. Even if you have a special situation here, it can't exceed five thousand. Once it exceeds..."

He will not continue what he said here, and everyone must understand what follows.

Lu Anran naturally understood, she just waved her hand, her brows trembled, and her eyes became a little dark: "There are still too few people."

If she really wanted to go to war, she would not be afraid at all.

However, she is really short of talents, and there are only two people in the Lu family who are all-rounder in civil and military affairs——Lu Li and Lu Ziqi.

Among the girls, Lu Jiaojiao and Lu Xiaoxiao are somewhat clever, but Lu Xun, who is the most powerful, is the most troublesome. He can't read, and he doesn't want to learn!
Among the servants, Qiao Shengyu is also constantly learning to improve himself. Qiao Xiaoyu is also capable of writing and martial arts, and their younger siblings are also studying hard.

The other is the dwarves, their skills are indeed very good, but now she can't guarantee that they are [-]% loyal to her.

Although there is no need to be suspicious of people, there is no need to be suspicious of employing people, but there is no way, she still has one or two points of view on people after all.

After going through all the people in his mind, Lu Anran slowly looked at Feng Guanglin, and saw this guy looking at the paper powder on the ground with a painful expression on his face, and he looked like that when Lu Anran left. It looks like it's picked up right away.

Lu Anran glared at him angrily: "Promise!"

Feng Guanglin was depressed by her stare, and muttered: "It's not like everyone doesn't care about these things like you old man. For scholars, this is precious."

"Old man?" Lu Anran narrowed his eyes, and his eyes suddenly turned to him.

Feng Guanglin trembled, and said with an apologetic smile: "You're just kidding, Mr. Lu shouldn't care about these things with me."

"Heh, I'm just a ten-year-old kid, do you think I don't care?"

Hearing this, Feng Guanglin was speechless for a moment, and her knowledge when talking with Lu Anran made him completely forget the fact that she was only a ten-year-old child.

Not only her, but the whole Licheng must have forgotten the fact that she is still a child!
This……

"Lord Lu, I know I'm wrong, can we not care about this?" He smiled wryly, reached into his bosom and touched it, and found a piece of candy after a long time.

Looking at the candy, Lu Anran's entire face turned dark: "Get out of here!!!"

"Okay~" Feng Guanglin stuffed the candy into his mouth and ran away as if he had been pardoned.

The corners of Lu Anran's mouth twitched: "This is a good deal!" After saying that, she turned around and walked outside, she was going to see if the corpses of the Tartars outside the city had been disposed of.

(End of this chapter)