Daqin started with offering immortal medicine

The fold is a material he has never seen before, like a complete piece of silk, then folded in half, sealed with lacquer, and written on it: Prime Minister Li Si, play.

In other words, this excerpt is Li Si's booklet.

Hurry up to remove the seal, and open the booklet. It turned out to be a complete piece of material, with more than a hundred characters on it. This material is very easy to read.

call……

Ying Zheng was shocked by this memorial, his eyes widened.

This... What is this thing, so thin and smooth?

He casually flipped through the folders on the tray, and asked excitedly, "What is this?"

The palace man replied: "The memorials of the ministers in the court... the memorials!"

Ying Zheng said angrily, "What I'm asking is the materials for writing memorials!"

The palace man quickly replied: "Listen...listen to them, good...it seems to be paper!"

"Paper?" Ying Zheng frowned, but he had never heard of it.

The palace man nodded: "Yes, it is said that this object, named 'Yangsu Zhangzhi', is a recently invented fetish, which can replace bamboo slips. It is very powerful, and I also heard that its cost is It’s even cheaper than bamboo slips.”

"What? It's cheaper than... even bamboo slips!" Ying Zheng was stunned by these words.

This kind of Yangsuzhang paper is not only smooth and thin, but it was thought to be more expensive than silk. Who would have thought that it would be cheaper than heavy bamboo slips?

This shocked Ying Zheng so much that he was speechless. It was the first time he saw a thing, and he seemed so excited.

As the king of a country, he understood very well what it meant to use paper that was cheaper than bamboo slips.

It means that from ancient times to the present, writing and knowledge will take another big step forward in his time.

Divine object, this palace man is right, this object can really be regarded as a divine object!

There is such a talented person in the world who can create such a miraculous thing, this person is definitely not an ordinary person!

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng still couldn't believe that there were hundreds of memorials in such a small place on this tray, and he couldn't help asking: "There are really hundreds of memorials here?"

The palace man had an affirmative expression on his face: "Three copies of 110, all of them are here."

Yingzheng's eyes lit up. The two big carts in the past turned into a tray to hold them. The paper is so thin and frightening.

Now, he really wanted to ask the inventor who made this paper how the paper was made, so he immediately said: "Who made this thing, send him to me quickly! "

When the palace man heard this, he couldn't help sweating on his forehead, and carefully replied: "I don't know who made this... this small one..."

Ying Zheng was greatly disappointed, and couldn't help but said: "Check, send someone to investigate carefully, and after finding out who made it, call it into the palace immediately."

"No!" The palace man took the order, and then retreated.

However, when he turned around and retreated, he didn't forget to wipe the cold sweat with his sleeve in shock.

Because he lied to the emperor just now, in fact, when he went to the government affairs hall to pick up the memorial, he was shocked to see such a small note.

Asked the reason, Feng Xiang told him that today's memorial was written on paper instead, so the weight was reduced.

Of course, Feng Xiang also told him that Fusu should not tell the emperor for the time being that he, Fusu, invented the paper.So, this palace man just did the first deceitful thing in his life...

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PS: Today's Chapter 2 is here.Many people talk about water. To be honest, I don’t want to use “water” either, but I really think there are some things that must be explained. For example, in the previous chapter, the emperor’s attitude towards the protagonist became displeased, such as the cooperation of paper, I thought I had to write it, so I just introduced it with a narration, and I didn't dare to start writing it because I was afraid of water.Oh, in short, I wrote each chapter with my heart. It is estimated that the number of words is only two thousand or hundreds of words, so it seems that there are few dry goods.In fact, I also want to write out the following plot quickly, but many things need to be explained slowly, and the layout should be unfolded slowly, otherwise it will collapse.I hope everyone will understand, I am really not trying to make up the word count, after all, there is no charge for the shelves now, and there is no money to make up the word count.Still the same sentence, I hope everyone will remember to vote after reading it, every ten thousand votes, one more update will be added.There were very few people who voted. Even if only 1000 people voted, there would still be thousands of votes that day, but now the starting point is only one or two thousand votes a week, and the QQ reading side is a little better.

Chapter 59 Guess the name

"This paper can be called the holy product of writing!"

Ying Zheng wrote a few words on the memorial, only to find that writing on paper is completely different from writing on bamboo slips.Not only is it easy to write, but also the handwriting is much more beautiful, and I am full of praise in my heart.

After reviewing dozens of memorials in a row, it was extremely easy.Compared with bamboo slips, memorials written on paper are more convenient and intuitive to read. It can be said that as long as the paper is spread out, what is written on it is simply clear at a glance.

The bamboo slips are relatively more tiring. First of all, they are made of pieces of bamboo, and the fonts on the bamboo pieces are small and unclear. It is very inconvenient to read, and the eyes are tired after a long time. It was very tiring.

Still unsatisfied, he reviewed more than a dozen memorials, and nearly half of the more than a hundred memorials in this tray have been reviewed.

Ying Zheng believed that with another half an hour, the remaining half of the memorials on the tray could be reviewed and approved.

However, when he looked back at the cart of bamboo slips next to the desk, his brows frowned. The cart of memorials might not be finished in less than two hours.

Sighing in his heart, Ying Zheng looked at the cart of bamboo slips with disgust.

This kind of rubbish must be replaced by paper folding in the future.

Thinking this way in his heart, Ying Zheng couldn't wait to find the papermaker and let him go to Jiangzuo's mansion to teach the craftsmen there to make paper, so that the palace would not need to use such garbage bamboo slips.

"Yangsu Zhangzhi..."

Ying Zheng muttered something, and when he saw that the palace man had returned, he waved for him to come over.

The palace man quickly trotted to the front and asked, "What's the matter, Your Majesty?"

Ying Zheng asked, "You said, this paper is called Yangsuzhang paper?"

"Yes, that's what Feng Xiang and the others said." The palace man replied truthfully.

Ying Zheng pondered for a moment, thoughtfully: "Do you think this paper was made by a man named Yang Suzhang?"

"This..." The palace man was at a loss for words for a moment.

At this moment, he really didn't know what to say, if he didn't say it, he would be a bully.Let's talk about it, Fusu will definitely blame him, and there will be no good fruit to eat by then.

"Why? You also think my guess is reasonable?" Ying Zheng laughed.

"Your Majesty's thoughts are so clear, I am admirable." The palace servants quickly flattered, seeing that the emperor was so interested in the paper maker, so they had to remind him vaguely: "It's just that maybe it wasn't made by one person. How about...how about His Majesty disassemble this 'Yangsu Zhang' and try?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng boasted, "That's right, your idea is not unreasonable. This thing is extraordinary, and it is very possible for several people to create it together."

The palace man chuckled, thinking that if the emperor guessed that it was made by Fusu and the others based on the name of the paper, it would be none of his business.

Yingzheng pondered for a while, and said: "If the name of this paper is broken down into the names of two people, then one person's name is Yangsu, and the other person's name is Zhangzhi. The things made by these two people will be named Yangsu Zhangzhi. It makes sense."

The palace people were stunned, and they were speechless for a moment.

After hesitating for a while, he continued to remind: "Your Majesty, do you want us to dismantle it again, for example... into three people's names?"

Ying Zheng glared at him, and looked at him like a roe deer. Although he didn't say anything, the meaning was obvious. You're a fool, and you don't even have a personal name anymore.

The palace man suddenly felt as if he had eaten a fly. Thousands of grass horses galloped past his heart, and he was going crazy.