Qin Hu

Chapter 15 Prime Minister Gan, don't worry, I will never call you prime minister again!

What will the people of the world think when they see Feng Chan's paintings and see their autographs on Feng Chan's paintings?
Most people would think that these Qilu Confucian scholars recognized the merits of the First Emperor!

Otherwise, why do Feng Chan paintings for the first emperor? !

"Hey, this time I was greedy for fame, and I was finally tired of it. Even if I have eight hundred mouths, I can't explain it clearly..."

A Confucian scholar beat his chest and stamped his feet, expressing annoyance.

Chunyu Yue shook his head and sighed: "This is the end of the matter, so there is no need to be upset. His Majesty the First Emperor does have merits worthy of Zen, so his wish will be fulfilled."

"From now on, Daqin will have Mr. Fusu... no, it will be Mr. Fusu!"

"With Prince Fusu around, this world, this great Qin, will sooner or later be a world of Confucian benevolence, sooner or later it will be a great Qin of Confucian benevolence!"

With that said, cheer up.

All the Confucian scholars were excited when they heard the words.

Even though Yingzheng was wrong in every possible way, the appointment of Fusu as the crown prince touched the hearts of all Confucian scholars.

The Prince Fusu who is far away in Xianyang, Guanzhong, is the face of Confucianism that all Confucians are willing to work for!
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"Master Zihu is polite!"

In the felt tent of Shaofu Ling, one of the Jiuqing, Gan Luo bowed his hands and saluted Zhao Zihu.

Zhao Zihu gritted his teeth, took out the edict from Yingzheng from his pocket, handed it to Gan Luo and said, "Prime Minister Gan, my father asked me to be responsible for copying the Feng Chan paintings, please help me find some people who are good at carving and who are good at A craftsman who makes ink."

Gan Luo took the edict and looked at it for a few times, then handed it back to him with both hands, saying: "Since His Majesty has an order, Gan Luo will follow."

As he spoke, he walked out of the felt tent and gave a few instructions to his retainers. After the retainers left quickly, he returned to the tent and smiled wryly at Zhao Zihu: "Mr. Zihu, I don't know how much Gan Luo has said. Again, don't call Gan Luo the prime minister, Gan Luo has never been a prime minister, but only the order of the Shaofu."

He was quite helpless, and Zhao Zihu didn't know what he had done wrong. The first time he saw him when he was a child, he called him Prime Minister, and he didn't change his words after all these years.

This is actually a very embarrassing thing. Gan Luo's grandfather, Gan Mao, used to be the prime minister of Qin State, but later defected to Qi State due to various reasons.

Gan Luo joined Lu Buwei's sect when he was young, and by virtue of his sharp teeth, he helped the Qin State earn a few cities back, and Gan's sect was reactivated. .

But because of his grandfather Gan Mao, Zhao Zihu always called Gan Luo the prime minister, which made him feel embarrassed, and felt like being ridiculed!

"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue..."

Zhao Zihu apologized, bowed his hands solemnly and said: "Prime Minister Gan, don't worry, I will never call you Prime Minister again."

Gan Luo: "..."

This rotten son is really hopeless!
Seeing him speechless, Zhao Zihu grinned more happily.

He called Gan Luo the prime minister because in his previous life, when he was a child, he especially liked to watch a TV series, which was adapted from Gan Luo's childhood deeds and jokes, and the name of the TV series was "Prime Minister Xiao Gan Luo".

Coincidentally, the first time he met the real Gan Luo, it was also Gan Luo who was young and helped the Qin State earn a few cities back. It is tantamount to idols shining into reality.

So for so many years, he has been calling Gan Luo the prime minister, and it is useless for Ren Gan Luo to correct him!
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Later, Gan Luo's retainers returned with three craftsmen, and reported outside the tent: "Master, the craftsmen brought them here."

Whenever the Qin army dispatches a large army, it has always been accompanied by a barracks of craftsmen, and of course there is a barracks of craftsmen in Yingzheng's royal army, and they are all top-notch skilled craftsmen. command.

"Come in."

Gan Luo beckoned, let the three craftsmen enter the felt tent, pointed to Zhao Zihu and said, "This young man is the No. 18 son of His Majesty the First Emperor, Mr. Zihu, and he is officially named Doctor of Waiting."

"Today, His Majesty ordered Mr. Zihu to do things. We need craftsmen who are good at carving and ink-making. You and the three of us will listen to Mr. Zihu's orders in the future."

"only."

The three craftsmen raised their hands in unison, and then saluted Zhao Zihu: "I have met Mr. Zihu!"

Zhao Zihu looked at their crowns and clothes, and knew that they were master craftsmen with titles, so he didn't hold back, and bowed his hands in return: "In the future, there will be three nobles."

After the reform of Shangyang, the Great Qin began to focus on agriculture and heavy industry. If you cultivate the land well, you can be awarded a title, and if you do a good job, you can also be awarded a title.

In Daqin's system, merchants are probably the most disliked, belonging to the untouchables, and have the same social status as slaves!
"Who can carve?"

After Zhao Zihu exchanged courtesy with the three of them, he went straight to the topic and asked.

The gray-haired master in the lead said: "Young Master Hui, you can carve your forehead, and your forehead is called Nirvana!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the simple and honest middle-aged man beside him who looked exactly like him: "He is the eldest child of the Er family, and his carving skills are not inferior to that of Er's. His name is Niesheng."

This is undoubtedly the father and son. The father is called Nie, and after giving birth to a son, he is called Niesheng. It is a typical pre-Qin style of naming, casual and perfunctory.

Zhao Zihu took out the picture of enshrining Zen, handed it to Nie and said, "Sir and son, turn around and find a hard board, and carve out the picture on it according to the method of engraving a seal, that is, the Yang engraving method... ...is there any difficulty?"

Nirvana took the picture of Feng Chan with both hands, unfolded it to look at it for a moment, and pondered: "It is not difficult to carve, but a complete hardwood board as long and wide as this silk cloth is not good. It is better to directly carve it with stone."

Gan Luo had difficulty listening to his prevarications, and before Zhao Zihu could speak, he frowned and said: "Your Majesty's instructions, don't take too much trouble, if you can't find a complete plank in the camp, go to the nearby Taishan County to buy it, or gather some sharp guards Scholars, directly cut down a towering tree nearby to make a complete plank for use.”

Zhao Zihu shook his head with a smile: "Stone carving is easy, but it is not easy to use and carry. It is better to use wood."

"As for the difficulty of finding a complete hardwood board, it doesn't have to be so troublesome. It's both buying and cutting wood... just don't use the complete ones, just find a few pieces and put them together, and make the joints so that there are no gaps!"

But this is the same as movable type printing, and it is like a stirrup. It belongs to a layer of window paper. No one reminds me, so it is hard to think of it. If someone reminds me, it is quite simple. Why didn’t I think of it?

Gan Luo praised, "Young master is really quick-witted. Carving in several pieces of wood can save you the helplessness of making a wrong carving and destroying the whole piece."

Nie nodded again and again: "My lord, this method really saves labor and effort!"

Zhao Zihu accepted their rainbow farts, looked at the last master craftsman and said: "I think you are a skillful ink maker, I need you to make a cheap ink, like expensive cinnabar ink pad, that can be printed on silk cloth Don't faint!"

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