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

"really?"

Xiaomeng sat up straight.

"Husband, are you sure you didn't mean Jinjuan?"

"Of course not. Although brocade silk is good, it is not easy to write small characters. Compared with paper, it is still a bit difficult to carry. The price is also very expensive, and it is not easy for ordinary people to use."

"The paper that Husband mentioned is to make it affordable for ordinary people?"

"Well, not only can ordinary people afford it, but there are also many uses, such as burning paper money for the dead, wiping their butts, and wiping their mouths after meals..."

Xiaomeng rolled her eyes.

Can wiping your butt be confused with wiping your mouth?

Thinking about it makes me sick.

"Husband, how do you know so much?"

"I know far more than what you see, today we change the way."

In the early morning of the next day, Fusu gave up going to court again.

At noon, under the service of Lianyi, Xiaomeng, Shao Siming, and Da Siming, Fusu got dressed and followed him to Chunyuyue's residence.

After Chunyu Yue was punished by the Nine Clans, the place became free.

Fusu took this place unceremoniously.

Lian Yi asked curiously: "Husband, what are we doing here?"

"From now on, this will be a paper mill."

"Paper mill?"

Everyone simply stopped asking.

It's not what they want to know anyway.

Under Fusu's guidance, the farm disciples began to get busy.

Tian Yan never expected that their peasant disciples would do this under Fusu's hands...

First salt, then paper.

What are you going to do next time?

Peeling, mashing, steaming, fermenting, beating...

This is a long process, and Fusu didn't expect to finish it in a day or two.

Just do the preparatory work first.

"Report to the crown prince, Confucian Zhang Liang seeks an audience!"

Fusu frowned.

Why did Zhang Liang go back to Xianyang to assist Meng Tian in suppressing the Hu people in the north?

"Zhang Liang has met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"What is the ovary doing when you come back?"

Zhang Liang's face was extremely ugly, "Your Highness, His Majesty ordered the confiscation of theories of various schools of thought, ancient books and masterpieces to be burned, and forced the people of the six countries to learn the laws of Qin. Isn't Your Highness worried about their rebellion?"

"Zifang, don't keep your mouth shut. You are the people of the Six Kingdoms. The Six Kingdoms are dead, and they were already dead a few years ago. Do you still want our Daqin army to be on the side of the suppression?"

Zhang Liang frowned, he didn't expect Fusu's attitude towards him to change.

Without waiting for Zhang Liang's answer, Fusu continued: "Zifang, the confiscated books are all piled up in my mansion, and they will be burned if you don't say anything."

"Your Highness said in front of His Majesty that these books should be burned."

"That's a year away."

"Won't it still be burned after a year? What's the difference from burning now?"

Fusu said in a cold voice: "Zifang, if Han Wang An unified the lands of the seven countries, do you think he would allow others to learn languages ​​other than Korean?"

"This……"

Zhang Liang couldn't answer this question.

Although I know what other people will think after they unify the six countries.

"Ovary, unified characters are inevitable. What I want to do now is, on the basis of unified characters, so that you can learn what you like, but it will definitely not dominate."

"Now the central government has begun to formulate a scientific examination system. By then, all the people in the world will have to learn unified things if they want to be officials in Qin."

"Since you are here, I want to use your mouth to tell those anti-Qin elements from the six countries who are ready to move. After a year, if they are not satisfied, they can raise troops at any time, but now, whoever dares to make trouble, I will be the first to let go." pass them."

"One year?"

Zhang Liang felt depressed for a while.

He is not the leader of these people, what excuse do he have to use for a year?

"Zifang, my army of 20 to conquer Baiyue has already arrived at the Lishan camp. If anyone dares to rebel, I will let them know the consequences."

"Your Highness, after one year, can you guarantee that these books will be returned to them?"

"No, not only can't, I will let them burn themselves!"

"Why?"

Zhang Liang was puzzled.

Could it be that Fusu didn't understand what he meant?

Now those forces that secretly want to oppose Qin have begun to collude with each other.

If Fusu can't deal with this matter as soon as possible, they will rise up and rebel within a year.

"Because you can't use it anymore."

"Why can't it be used? That's their lifeblood."

Some of the hundreds of schools of thought have been passed down for nearly a thousand years, some have been passed down for hundreds of years, and some have been passed down for hundreds of years. How can they not be used.

Once their doctrine is abolished, can these people not resist?

"Because I have already thought of a replacement, and after a year, you will happily burn these books."

Zhang Liang was speechless for a while.

Let them burn happily?

Wouldn't it be sending hundreds of thousands of troops to watch them burn?

"Your Highness, can you tell me what method you plan to use to appease the emotions of all the scholars?"

"What happened a year later, even if I tell you now, you still don't understand. Now I can only use soldiers to appease you."

"..."

After all, it is still strong.

Zhang Liang somewhat regretted agreeing to help Su and help him crusade against the Hu tribe.

If the game continues like this, Daqin will be finished.

"Zifang, after one year, not only will I come up with a method to replace those books, but the first imperial examination will also be held."

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"Your Highness, can you really not reveal it?"

"I don't have the real thing now, how can I tell you? It will take two months at the shortest before you can see the real thing."

"Two months?"

He can afford it.

"The way and method of collecting those books may be too direct and concise, but His Majesty also has to do this for the sake of future generations. If you can't wait a year, then why not raise your troops now, I will give them this opportunity. The army is stationed in Yingchuan County, and we will fight to the death."

Zhang Liang wiped off a cold sweat and was stationed in Yingchuan County?

Isn't that causing trouble for yourself?

Fusu took Zhang Liang to the paper mill and gave him a brief introduction to the function of paper.

Zhang Liang was startled when he heard that.

If this paper can really be made, there is really no need to keep those books.

After all, that thing is too bulky and not conducive to collection.

Just like what Fusu said, once the paper comes out, the disciples of various schools of thought will happily burn the slips in their hands.

"Ovary, the first batch of paper will take two months to produce at the earliest. If you want to mass-produce it, it will take at least a year, so I have to trouble you for this matter. They will be happy after a year. Burn it yourself, or watch me burn it now crying and crying, it depends on what you say."

"I did my best to convince them."

When Zhang Liang was about to leave, Fusu said again: "The first batch of papers is not much, I want to select some obedient sects from among a hundred schools of thought, and let them copy their theories in advance."

Looking at the back of Zhang Liang leaving, a smile appeared on the corner of Fusu's mouth.

It is best to be able to explain to those anti-Qin forces, but if it does not make sense, it just happens to catch them all.

As long as the imperial examinations are passed, they can study whatever they want, but if they want to be an official, they must follow their rules.

If you are not interested in being an official, even if you sit at home and study pornographic books every day, no one will pay attention to them.

"Burn, burn me!"

On the way back to the palace, Fusu saw some rich kids burning books there.

There were still a few middle-aged people kneeling on the ground, pleading there.

He couldn't help frowning.

How dare you go overboard on your behalf...

These books must be burned by him.

Fusu brought the guards and came to the front quickly, and the surrounding people knelt down one after another.

Those few arrogant rich disciples hurriedly saluted when they saw Fusu coming.

"I have seen His Royal Highness."

"What is this burning?"

The one who took the lead said arrogantly: "Reporting to the prince is the theory of all schools of thought."

bass!

Fusu drew out the sword at his waist, and chopped off the man's head with one blow.

Those rich kids backed away in fright.

They didn't expect Fusu to kill people in the street.

"Your Highness, he is, he is the son of Lord Wei Wei Feng Jie."

Fusu snorted coldly, pointed his sword at the person who spoke, and asked: "Your Majesty has ordered that all these books be stored in my residence, and I will destroy them centrally. You are disobeying the emperor's order."

"thump!"

The rest of the people fell to their knees and said with trembling voices, "Your Highness, this, this, isn't it all the same, it will still be burned in the end."

"Your wife is going to have a baby after all. Is it the same as giving birth to your child?"

"This……"

They would love to say the same.

Those who can give birth to Fusu's children, they also have a bright face.

"Come on, cut them all off!"

"Your Highness, spare your life, Your Highness, spare your life, it's all Feng Lin's idea, it has nothing to do with us."

"Let your parents go to Mr. Feng Jie's residence to ask for an explanation."