The crazy prince of Daqin was married to the Yinyang family at the beginning

"What good is that?"

"Those who have real talents and real learning can be reused."

Li Si frowned and asked, "Your Highness, are the exam questions based on Qin Law and Qin History?"

"Of course, the title is decided by the emperor. The emperor can choose certain topics in certain books, which will stimulate them to study those books."

"This method is good!"

Ying Zheng glanced at Fusu approvingly.

As long as they want to be officials and be reused, they must study the books they have designated.

As for other books, as long as they have the leisurely mind, there is no problem in learning them.

Feng Jie asked: "But if you do this, what if those heroes fail the exam?"

Fu Su said in a deep voice: "Could it be that they were born fools and wanted to let the emperor appoint them as Sangong and Jiuqing?"

"This……"

Everyone was lost in thought.

What Fusu said was too true, if they were born a fool, wouldn't it be embarrassing to their ancestors if they inherited their titles.

"Father, after the implementation of the imperial examination system, many things will definitely happen, and then fine-tuning will be enough."

"Okay, let's do what Fusu wants, let them study Qin law and Qin history first, and select some of them."

"Father, this is only one aspect. The imperial examinations mentioned by my ministers are not just for the election of civil servants."

"Ok?"

Ying Zheng was puzzled.

Could it be that Wuguan also failed in the election?

"Father, my son feels that civil servants, Wuguan, and even people with special skills can be assessed. For example, those who return to repairing rivers. If you let them take the civil servants' scientific examination, it may not be what they are good at. This is not to bury Talent?"

Meng Yi and Wei Liao looked at each other, Fusu's words were really cryptic.

His implication is to allow people from various schools of thought to have room to survive.

For example, the Mohist school was originally famous for its organ skills, so they must participate in the imperial examination to show them what they are good at.

Ying Zheng hurriedly asked: "My son, can you think of how the military officer will be assessed?"

"Military officers can choose to take martial arts exams, and participate in martial arts exams in various pavilions, townships, counties, and counties. After being screened one by one, those who are eliminated can also be appointed as local officials."

Chapter 169 Do you want me to reward you with the throne?

Fusu explained to everyone for nearly half an hour, and all the ministers in the court were amazed.

"Father, for specific matters, let the ministers find a time to discuss."

Ying Zheng nodded and said, "Fusu, I haven't had time to reward you for your expedition to Baiyue this time. I don't know what reward you want."

"Any rewards are fine?"

Ying Zheng was slightly taken aback.

Any reward will do?

My throne...

It's a little early for you now.

"Father, emperor, and son-in-law request that the confiscated books be handed over to son-in-law."

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes, and just left it to him?Won't you go back?

This should be his true thought.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing to take back my imperial orders after I gave them all.

Fu Su explained: "Father, I heard that I have collected books from various schools of thought, and then I have my ministers personally destroy them, is that true?"

"Ok!"

"My son has a way to kill two birds with one stone."

"any solution?"

"The book minister personally destroyed it, but not now."

"When was that?"

Fusu counted the time and said, "One year later, I will destroy these books in front of the world."

"it is good!"

Ying Zheng readily agreed.

He knew that Fusu wanted to use this year to think of remedies.

Instead of destroying these books, he looked forward to what method Fusu would use to remedy it.

After the dynasty was over, Fusu first came to the Salt Manufacturing Department to check their proficiency in salt making.

"Husband, nearly [-] catties of fine salt have been produced."

Fusu nodded and said: "Salt production is not the purpose, what they should do is to be proficient in the use of technology. These people alone are far from being able to meet the demand for salt."

Lian Yi explained: "A total of 400 people from the Salt Manufacturing Division participated in it, and now everyone has mastered it proficiently."

"Let them be proficient for a few more days, and then I will propose to the emperor to let them go to the counties to help the salt making department there make salt."

Fusu inspected here for a while, then returned to the East Palace with Lianyi and Huaying.

The three of them found a place to sit down, Fusu looked at Huaying, and said, "Hall Master Huaying, I have already found out about your brother."

"Then where is he?"

"He is now under the control of Xinghun, and he should be imprisoned in Xinghun's residence. After these two days of work, I will go to Xinghun in person, but you can't do it privately, otherwise things will be troublesome. With your strength, you are no match for Star Soul at all."

"Thank you for your reminder, Your Highness!"

Fusu asked Lianyi to talk with Huaying, while he came to Xiaomeng's residence.

This time Yingzheng sent people to confiscate the theories of various schools of thought. Although Taoism was not affected, Yingzheng wanted to let himself do it himself.

Although he has a way to deal with it, he still has to prepare Xiaomeng psychologically.

Seeing Xiaomeng meditating, Fusu was not in a hurry.

I asked the maid to find a pen and ink, and then brought a letter, and started to write and draw on it.

Although bamboo slips can be preserved for a long time, they are too bulky and difficult to write.

He will spend the next year making paper.

Use paper instead of bamboo slips, and then copy the contents of those bamboo slips and burn them.

In this way, Yingzheng's face will not be refuted, and it can also give an explanation to the scholars.

Fusu wrote more than a dozen bamboo slips before he sorted out the method of making paper.

If this is written on paper, it will only be a dozen pages.

Although it is not very detailed, he can write down the general process and try it slowly when the time comes.

"Nomin!"

"Your Highness, what are you calling me for?"

Nuo Min, who was guarding the door, walked in cautiously.

"Let Ah Yan send some farm disciples to the nearby mountains to cut down some fresh green sandalwood trees, and then collect some clean straw."

"promise!"

"Husband, what are you doing?"

Right here, Xiaomeng finished her meditation.

Come to Fusu and sit down, flipping through the scrolls in front of Fusu.

She didn't understand a single sentence of Fusu's writing.

The main reason is that Fusu wrote in simplified characters.

She tidied up the bamboo slips, then fell into Fusu's arms, and said softly: "Husband, from the Taoist school, I want to choose an heir."

"Ok?"

Fusu looked surprised, why choose an heir?

You have only been the head of the business for how long, and you want to quit?

"Okay, let our son inherit!"

"When he is born, I'm afraid I'm going crazy!"

"Is there something wrong in the sect?"

"Confucianism, Mohism, and famous scholars came to us Taoism one after another, wanting to seek our protection."

Fusu frowned, this is a dangerous thing.

Once Ying Zheng knows that Taoism is helping these sects, there may be troubles again.

"Refused them, let them come to me."

"no!"

"Why?"

Fusu looked at Xiaomeng suspiciously.

"This will cause more trouble."

It's okay to bother her alone, if Fusu is so busy that she has no free time, the princes and concubines in this mansion will not eat her up.

"I'm about to explain to you the confiscation of the theories of various schools of thought. From now on, don't spread the theory of Taoism outside the sect. We'll talk about it after a while."

"I have given orders to go down."

Ying Zheng gave the Taoists enough face because of her status.

Nor is she an ignorant person.

He believed that Fusu would be able to handle this matter well.

She also reminded those sects who came to seek asylum, wait and see what happens for now, and don't give birth to cholera, otherwise, once Ying Zheng is angered, they will definitely be destroyed.

"Husband, what are you writing?"

Fusu spread out one and explained to her: "This is how paper is made."

"Paper?"

Xiao Mengxiu frowned slightly, what is this?

Why does Fusu always come up with such weird things.

Chapter 170 I want you to happily burn the books

"Paper can be used to write words."

"Isn't the bamboo slips well used?"

Xiaomeng was very puzzled.

Looking at the things Fusu wrote, it must be very complicated.

Is it necessary to look far away?

"Paper has too many uses. For example, the dozen or so bamboo slips in front of me, if paper is used, the weight may be lighter than one of your hands."

Fusu said, dragging Xiaomeng's hand to weigh it.