I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over

With the word "generous reward", the three gold cakes that Su Jinyue had just lost returned to the bed under the Yuehua Palace in multiples. Of course, Cai Yan and others also received generous rewards.

Ying Zheng had already taken the brush with great interest. He held the brush according to Su Jinyue's instructions, dipped the brush in ink, and held the brush slightly lowered on the paper.

He took a deep breath and put down his pen.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Su Jinyue quickly removed the paper and said, "This paper is not right. It doesn't absorb water well. Change it. This one looks better."

Ying Zheng picked up the pen and took a breath again.

Everyone looked at the words on the paper and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was done, although it didn't look very good.

Ying Zheng looked at the handwriting of varying shades on the paper and felt silently angry. He raised his head and saw several people with their heads lowered, which made him even angrier.

With a "pop", he put the pen on the pen rest and sat down angrily.

The atmosphere was a little tense, and Su Jinyue quietly stepped forward.

She put the paper away silently.

"What are you going to do with it?" Ying Zheng asked in a deep voice.

"Haha, father, let me show you how to compile a book." Su Jinyue showed a flattering smile.

"That's right."

"Well, look, Father, just stack them up and seal one side with needle and thread, and you have a book."

Ying Zheng: "Meng Yi, Cai Yan, and Zhao Jinyue, obey my orders."

"Here." The three of them knelt on the ground and bowed their heads to listen to the order.

"I order you three to produce the first batch of books as quickly as possible. Three days later, everyone in the court will have one. You three must quickly discuss expanding the production of pens, inkstones, paper, and inkstones. The production method must be kept secret to ensure it is foolproof. I want everyone in the Qin Empire to have access to this item!"

"Yes, I accept your order!"

Several people left the hall one after another. Meng Yi and Cai Yan followed Su Jinyue directly, preparing to go to Yuehua Hall together to discuss expanding the production scale of pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

The three of them looked at Fusu who was following behind them.

Fusu said shyly, "I will go with you, brother."

Su Jinyue understood that this guy must be greedy for paper.

Sure enough, as soon as the group arrived at Yuehua Palace, Fusu went straight to the table in the main hall.

He reached out and caressed the paper on the table lovingly, picked up the brush from the pen holder, and was about to dip it in ink.

It was only because of his habit of observing etiquette since childhood that he forced himself to stop and look up at Su Jinyue.

"Brother, do it yourself."

Su Jinyue originally wanted to put it aside and discuss things with Meng Yi and Cai Yan. Unexpectedly, Meng Yi and Cai Yan couldn't help but come forward to observe and try writing.

Forget it, someone has to write the early books anyway, and Su Jinyue will not copy them anyway.

Seeing the three of them getting more and more excited as they wrote, Su Jinyue had to remind them, "Brother, why don't we discuss as we write what we should copy for the first book?"

"Yes, yes, we need to think about it carefully." The three of them agreed.

Fusu: "If we talk about classics and historical texts, I think the Analects of Confucius is the first choice and can be the first book."

Cai said: "Not appropriate, not appropriate. The Great Qin ruled the country by law. I think we can write the Qin Law."

Meng Yi: "Neither is appropriate. My great Qin was founded on military power and has millions of soldiers. I believe we should write a military book."

"The world is now unified. It's time to rest and recuperate. Why should I write a military book first? I should educate the people."

"The world has just been settled, and the laws of Qin are not yet clear. Naturally, we should study the laws so that the politics and laws of various places can be understood."

"You are too paranoid! As the world is unified, we must not forget our roots and lose our blood."

The quarrel between the three people became louder and louder, and Su Jinyue had no choice but to come out to settle it.

"Ahem, stop arguing!"

The three of them turned their heads and looked at Su Jinyue with anticipation, hoping that she would support their opinion.

"How about everyone look at their own paper and then at the words?"

The three of them looked at Su Jinyue with puzzled expressions.

"Let me remind you that in three days, every minister in the court will have a copy. Let's make it clear in advance. I won't be copying the book anyway."

The three of them reacted immediately and were frightened. Fortunately, the third princess was smart.

After calming down, the three people began to discuss what content could be concise and meaningful.

Su Jinyue did not participate. She could not recite the "Thousand Character Classic" and she was not proficient in reciting the "Three Character Classic" which contained historical developments.

"How about writing an ode to praise Father's great achievements?"

“But who is going to write this?”

Well, the three of them started discussing again.

As the sun was setting, Su Jinyue could no longer bear the three people's scribbling, so she picked up her pen and wrote on the paper, "Man is born good."

The more she wrote, the more she felt it. She thought she would get stuck, but she actually finished writing the first chapter of "Three Character Classic" in one go. It is really a cause for celebration.

"Okay, stop arguing and just write this."

The three of them had already put their heads in front of the table.

"When people are born, their nature is good. Natures are similar, but habits make them different."

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

"The Third Princess is truly a disciple of an immortal. This is truly taught by an immortal!"

Su Jinyue felt a little embarrassed by the compliments and kept refusing them, "Don't compliment me, don't compliment me. It's embarrassing. I'll compliment you again at the court meeting in three days. I'll do it then."

In three days, the three of them were busy as dogs, oh, no, four people.

Meng Yi, Cai Yan, and Fusu were brought along, and the three of them practiced for a day and two nights before they could write calligraphy to a level that was somewhat passable.

Su Jinyue took Dan, Gui and others to bind each book into a volume.

Each piece of paper is cut into uniform size, and then covered with the prepared black cloth as a book cover, and neatly sewn with black thread to form a book.

The project was too huge, so they had to ask Su Ji for help. Little Thirteen still didn't dare to shout, because Daddy had issued a gag order, and Su Jinyue didn't dare to offend him.

Su Jinyue and the others were busy as dogs, and Ying Zheng was not idle either.

Our ancestor, who was always strong-willed throughout his life, practiced calligraphy for three consecutive days.

Every time when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Ying Zheng’s suppressed groans could be heard from the emperor’s bedroom.

The palace servant on night duty faintly heard some movement, and carefully put his head close to the palace gate to listen carefully.

After a while, the palace servant quickly retracted his head as if frightened, covered his ears with his hands, and muttered in his heart, "I didn't hear anything, I didn't hear anything."

After a few breaths, he wondered in his heart again, there are so many concubines in the harem, why doesn't His Majesty summon the concubines?

What is the misunderstood Ying Zheng doing?

He rubbed his aching wrist, staring at the paper on the table with wide eyes, and snorted angrily, "I don't believe I can't write this calligraphy well."

When the pain in his wrist eased a little, he picked up the brush again, took a deep breath, and began to write.

"In the beginning, human beings are inherently good. Their natures are similar, but their habits are far apart."

Ying Zheng slowly copied the contents of the book submitted by Meng Yi, slowly calmed his mind, and gradually mastered the skills of writing with a brush.

It was quiet in the middle of the night, with only the occasional chirping of insects. The fragrance of ink slowly spread in the air. As the ink was lifted or pressed, paused or abruptly applied, it gradually spread across the paper. His mood also gradually calmed down, his thoughts became clear, and he became less arrogant and impatient.

"Be a friend to your elder brother, be loyal to your younger brother. Respect the elders and the younger ones, and be friends. Respect your ruler, be loyal to your subjects. These ten virtues are common to all men."