Quick Transmigration: Legendary Figures of the Ages

Chapter 15 After becoming Zhao Gao, the First Emperor was reborn ()
(fifteen)
He has always known that Zhao Gao is capable.

Otherwise, the emperor father would not have favoritism back then, first exempted Zhao Gao from the death penalty, and then let him worship Zhao Gao as his teacher.

Over the years, he and Zhao Gao stayed together and learned a lot from Zhao Gao.

For example, greet people with a smile.

For example, selling dog meat under tricks.

For a long time, Zhao Gao has treated him very wholeheartedly, conscientiously planning for him, making him stand out from the crowd, and gradually gain a sense of presence in front of his father.

"Teacher, my heart is bitter." Hu Hai tugged on Sun Ge's sleeve and cried loudly while crying.

Sun Ge looked at her wet sleeves, and frowned into a "Chuan".

Can you chop off Hu Hai's little paw?

bitter?
Hu Hai was born in a deep palace and grew up in a deep palace. He was well-clothed and well-fed, with many servants. Where is the suffering?

This play is really too much.

Sun Ge wanted to pull back his sleeve, but Hu Hai held it too tightly.

Seeing the glistening liquid on the sleeve, unable to distinguish whether it was tears, saliva, or snot, Sunge couldn't help but feel nauseous.

"My servant is suffering too." Sunge shuddered, with grief coming from his heart, and howled terribly.

First she was beaten, then enslaved, and now she has to listen to Hu Hai's trash talk, she is about to die of suffering.

Hu Hai was stunned by Sun Ge's incessant howling.

This reaction was different from what he had imagined.

When Sunge howled, Hu Hai was taken aback, and was too embarrassed to put on a show and cry bitterly.

Of course, the persona that has been established for many years to be filial and respectful cannot collapse.

The flamboyant and crying actor immediately transformed into a caring little padded jacket, racking his brains to comfort Sunge.

Sun Ge breathed a sigh of relief, hiccupped, and beat magic with magic, and tears with tears.

Not just howling, who wouldn't.

"Young master, I lost my composure, please don't blame me, young master."

"The servant's mood is fluctuating today. I'm afraid I won't be able to answer the young master's doubts. My own affairs are still a mess."

Sunge held the bamboo slips tightly in his hands. If he had the time, he might as well present the bamboo slips to the First Emperor and start the papermaking business this morning.

Hu Hai's lips trembled slightly, opening and closing, as if it was difficult to speak.

He didn't need to answer questions, he just needed to get the bamboo slips, but Zhao Fuling, who was always winking, seemed blind, unable to understand or hear his hints.

"Young master, I still have tasks assigned by His Majesty, so I won't entertain you."

Hearing this, Hu Hai's face darkened.

It's another guest order. Is he so unpopular now?
Anyway, he is also a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth.

First it was the father, and now it is Zhao Gao...

Hu Hai deeply suspected that Zhao Gao was bewitched. Before Mount Tai was enshrined in Zen, Zhao Gao always held him in his arms. What about now?
Don't everyone say that Mount Tai is a mountain of gods and has spirituality?Why is Zhao Gao, an eunuch, still bewitched by evil spirits?

But even if he didn't want to, he could only say goodbye and get up to leave.

While saying goodbye, his eyes were still glued to the bamboo slips unwillingly, wishing to see a hole in the bamboo slips.

No, he has to behave more obediently in front of Zhao Gao in the future, so that Zhao Gao will be willing to work hard for him.

The wind blew on the face where the tears were not yet dry, and the pierced face was a little dry, painful and itchy.

Hu Hai felt depressed, he acted for a long time, but he didn't gain anything. Today's trip was really a waste of money, crying for nothing.

Taking out the handkerchief and wiping away the tears on his face, Hu Hai raised his head and chest, and in the next second there was a childish smile on his face, which seemed to make people subconsciously let go of their guard.

He is Hu Hai, the young master.

He has the same status as Fusu, and there is no distinction between high and low.

What Fusu has, he will also have.

What Fusu doesn't have, he will have.

Why is it so easy for Fusu to take what he can't get when he is looking for it.

Seeing Hu Hai leave, Sun Ge let out a long breath.

The toad crawls on the feet, does not bite, but responds to people.

Especially knowing that the other party will act again, but still have to fight hard to cooperate.

"I'm doing my best to perform as I should cooperate with you. It's like the guests in an emotional show can be chosen by anyone."

Sunge hummed softly.

Wouldn't it be better to keep it simple, to speak in a simpler way, with less exaggerated acting skills and routines, and more sincerity?

Sunge looked at the bamboo slip in his hand, his eyes darkened.

Immediately, he quickly changed into clean clothes, swayed his swollen buttocks, and went to Zhangtai Palace again.

Papermaking, sooner rather than later.

Not to mention, Hu Hai's performance on the bamboo slips is bound to win.

She is not blind, so she cannot fail to see Hu Hai's fiery eyes.

Hmph, this credit belongs to the First Emperor, and no one is allowed to take it.

Scholars from the six countries regarded Great Qin as a barbarian. Even Confucius, who was honored as a sage by Confucian disciples, once traveled around the world to educate people, never set foot in Western Qin.

She just wanted to see how those self-esteemed scholars would slap their faces when they saw the invention of paper.

The land of barbarians promotes the spread and inheritance of Chinese culture.

Thinking about it, this slap in the face will definitely resound through the sky.

The first emperor looked at the obscenely smiling Zhao Gao, full of doubts.

Standing here without speaking for a long time, just laughing obscenely, it's scary.

"Zhao Gao."

"Order of the Zhao government."

The First Emperor patted the table heavily with the bamboo slips, showing his disgust.

Zhao Gao is not only ugly on his knees, but also ugly when he smiles.

Rounding off, Zhao Gao is pretty ugly.

Qing Yue's stern voice made Sun Ge break free from the thoughts of pleasure that hit his face.

No wonder everyone is scrambling to join the face-slapping counterattack team to complete the task.

Whether logic is important or not is another matter.

But cool is certain.

Woohoo, she thought too.

"Your Majesty, the servant had a flash of inspiration, and the art of papermaking appeared in his mind out of thin air. It should be a gift from Mount Tai Fengchan Tianlei Jiashen."

"God bless Great Qin, God bless Your Majesty."

Sunge shouted heartily.

Anyway, Sun Ge blamed all the unreasonable things on Dao Lei without any psychological burden.

Papermaking?
Shocked and puzzled, Shi Huang didn't bother to complain about Sun Ge's exaggeration that was exactly the same as Hu Hai's.

"What is papermaking?"

Sun Ge respectfully presented the bamboo slips with both hands.

The First Emperor opened the bamboo slips, looked over slowly, slowly tightened his hand holding the bamboo slips, his expression became more serious.

He knows that once papermaking is successful, it will be a creation that has been handed down through the ages. It can make it easier for him to handle the country's government affairs to the greatest extent, and it can also attract the attention of scholars all over the world.

It can be said that this is a powerful tool to win over scholars from the six countries.

The land reform can satisfy the people's hunger and food.

Papermaking can make scholars praise it.

Zhao Gao really made a great contribution.

"Your Majesty can order the Mohist disciples to put it into practice. The procedure is simple and rough, and the Mohist disciples need to do more experiments."

(End of this chapter)