Saint Qin Batu

Chapter 390

The paper, as thin as a cicada's wing, was placed in front of Xun Kuang.

Xun Kuang frowned, looking at the novelty in front of him, he couldn't help being curious.It's just that, out of face, I'm not ashamed to ask.

Fortunately, Ying Zheng didn't intend to hide it from everyone.He directly ordered Zhao Gao to take out a pair of ready-made paper books and present them in front of everyone.

The thin paper is different from those bamboo slips in the past.Not only is it lighter, but the content that can be written far exceeds that of bamboo slips.

And the paper book that Zhao Gao took out later shocked Xun Kuang even more.

A paper book that is not too thick can even write a lot more than the expensive silk in the past.

Xun Kuang silently flipped through the paper book in his hand, his face was cloudy, but the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

The box of paper Zhao Gao took out was not too much, but it was enough for everyone present to have a copy.

Looking at the paper in his hands, even people like Li Si and Wang Ben were so excited that they didn't know what to say.

"Snapped!"

Xun Kuang gently closed the paper book in his hand and sighed softly.

The contents of the book are not unfamiliar to Xun Kuang who has read many books.However, if bamboo slips were used to carve books, it would take ten catties of bamboo slips to carve a book.

Compared with the paper books that even a three-year-old child can pick up, the two are simply heaven and earth.

"Mr. Xun Kuang, what do you think of this thing?" Ying Zheng asked with a hint of a smile.

"The old man has heard a little about the Gongshu family. Most of them are famous for their attack mechanism. Compared with the Mohist mechanism, it is not as good. However, seeing this thing today, the old man is enough to assert that, above the history, must There is one from the Gongshu family!"

"So, sir, has already agreed with this thing?"

Xun Kuang shook his head, and said again: "Although paper is good, it is of no use if it cannot be spread to all people..."

After Xun Kuang finished speaking, his lowered eyes fixed on Ying Zheng's face.

Although in Xun Kuang's words, it seems that he is not optimistic about the novelty in front of him.However, I still hope that this thing called paper can be popular in the world.

"Sir, you're overthinking..." Ying Zheng shook his head, and his words were full of confidence in paper, "This thing, made ten years ago, is already not much different from the bamboo slips."

Ying Zheng's words shocked everyone in the hall.

Ten years, such a coincidence, even enough to change the history, Ying Zheng has hidden it for ten years!

Of course, the one who was most shocked belonged to Zhao Gao beside Ying Zheng.

You know, during the ten years that Zhao Gao served Yingzheng, Yingzheng used those heavy bamboo slips that were not easy to write.

He did not expose the existence of paper in advance because of his status as emperor.

In the hall, everyone could not help but lower their heads secretly.Yingzheng's indomitable tenacity in those ten years was like a heavy stone, weighing on everyone's hearts.

Even Ying Zheng's closest courtiers felt terrified.The powerful, yet forbearing emperor is always a sharp sword above everyone's head.

"I don't know the cost of such a thing." Xun Kuang asked with mixed feelings.

On the one hand, he knew that the paper that would allow Yingzheng to hide for ten years and not publish it would surely cause bloody storms among various schools of thought once it was born.Confucianism, on the other hand, may be completely passively tied to the chariot of the empire.

Therefore, rationally speaking, Xun Kuang did not want paper to become popular in the world.

On the other hand, if paper can become popular in the world, the probability of realizing his ideals and aspirations will definitely be greatly improved.Therefore, deep down, Xun Kuang still hoped that paper would prosper.

Ying Zheng pointed to the wooden box that was filled with paper and said, "One Qin Ban Liang is enough to buy five boxes of paper."

Ying Zheng's answer immediately made Xun Kuang feel mixed.

Ten Qin Banliangs are almost enough to buy a piece of cloth.But the price of one Qin Banliang can buy five boxes of such paper, which is not even known how much cheaper than the bamboo slips.

Such cheap but useful things, even ordinary untouchable families can afford them.

In other words, as long as ordinary people have enough surplus food at home, it is not a fantasy to educate their children.

In the past ten years, the cultivation of the empire has also reached such a condition.

After contemplating for a while, Xun Kuang asked Xiang Ying again in a slightly hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, if I take over the teaching position, will there be any obstacles?"

Xun Kuang's heart was moved, and the ambition hidden deep in his heart finally defeated his scruples about other schools of thought.

However, he also knew that besides dividing the relationship between Confucianism and various schools of thought, Yingzheng must have other purposes.

"As a teacher, how can I restrict you? Sir, you can rest assured to arrange the teaching materials."

Ying Zheng smiled, but then changed his voice and said: "However, I also know that Mr. is such a great Confucianist, he must be tired of copying books. These matters can be left to my Daqin Shaofu."

Xun Kuang narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought to himself: "It seems that the real purpose should be to make books."

However, the matter of making books is just some tedious matters. Compared with teaching materials, it seems to have nothing to do with the interests of the court.

Xun Kuang thought about it, but he still didn't quite understand the purpose of it.

Slightly glanced at Fu Nian who was sitting on the side, but saw that Fu Nian was in a daze, hesitating to speak.

Xun Kuang, who also knew Fu Nian very well, immediately stood up, saluted Ying Zheng slightly, and said, "Your Majesty, enlightenment is no child's play. Old man, I still need to go back and think about it."

Ying Zheng looked at Xun Kuang who was standing up, but just inadvertently, he also glanced at Fu Nian who was aside, and then said: "What you said makes sense."

"In that case, the old man will leave first."

Xun Kuang cupped his hands again, and at this time, Fu Nian and Yan Lu also stood up, obviously intending to leave together, and Ying Zheng also agreed one by one.

After Xun Kuang left, Ying Zheng also dismissed the ministers.Although all the ministers also saw that there was something wrong, they couldn't find out what the problem was, so they could only leave silently.

After leaving the main hall, Fusu went straight to the harem on the pretext of visiting Mi Zheng.

However, beside him, there was a figure following him like a shadow.And this figure is none other than Fusu's staff member, Chen Ping.

"Father's purpose, have you guessed it?" Fusu asked as he walked towards the harem.

"What purpose is your Highness referring to?" Chen Ping asked with a faint smile.

"Naturally, the matter of making the book is handed over to the Shaofu." Facing Chen Ping's joke, Fu Su was not angry.Instead, he stopped and said seriously.

"Does Your Highness know who are the people in the Shaofu?"

"Who?" Fu Su was taken aback, then after a moment of serious thinking, he shook his head and said, "After thinking about it, it seems that they are just craftsmen."

"That's right, it's a craftsman. Even an illiterate craftsman." The smile on Chen Ping's face grew stronger.

"so what?"

"The Great Qin Shaofu has always been known for its precision and speed. Since His Majesty asked the Shaofu to make books, the Shaofu must have mastered the extremely fast method of making books. Moreover, it is estimated by the subordinates that even the handwriting of ten thousand books is as short as Likely to be the same.”

"Oh?" Fusu's heart skipped a beat, and an answer seemed ready to come out.

"My lord, don't forget that the Shaofu is in Guanzhong. What I use is Daqin Xiaozhuan!"

In Fusu's eyes, there was no concealment of shock.

"Father, you want to educate the world, no, use paper books to unify the languages ​​of the six countries?"

"Presumably, it should be so." Chen Ping nodded, and said, "As long as the method of making paper is in the hands of the empire, the books made must be Qin seal characters!"

"And..." Chen Ping paused slightly, and said with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth: "With the ability of Shaofu, it won't take long for everything that can be recorded on the bamboo slips to be replaced with paper."

(End of this chapter)