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The papermaking process took some time, but the results came quickly. The appearance of the first sheet of paper excited all the villagers. Although the paper was yellowed and torn, it was at least a good start.

Perhaps the villagers didn't want to live in poverty anymore, because everyone worked very hard and even offered a lot of suggestions on improving the process, which forced Zhou Wu to change his opinion of them.

The second time, the paper was still very yellow, but at least it was formed.

The third time, the paper was even whiter and had a certain degree of resilience.

The fourth time...

The fifth time...

The Nth time.

"My lord, my lord..."

The paper mill workers, carrying freshly made paper, ran towards where Zhou Wu was.

"What's wrong!"

"My lord, it's done, it's done."

Outside Zhou Wu's office, a crowd of people gathered, all with excited expressions.

"Sir, shall we begin papermaking officially now?"

Zhou Wu took the paper and tested its feel. Although it was still somewhat different from the Xuan paper of his previous life, it was far superior to the paper currently on the market.

"Yes, it meets the production standards. Let's start production tomorrow."

"Wow, that's great."

The villagers were overjoyed to finally hear the answer they wanted. The success of the paper project meant that the village was about to escape poverty.

. . . . . .

"Excellent, Zhou Wu, you have indeed lived up to my expectations. This paper is several times better than the paper currently held by aristocratic families. Now that we have movable type printing and paper, there is hope for children from poor families. Haha."

The wish that had been weighing on Li Tiancheng's heart for many years was finally fulfilled.

"Congratulations to your majesty, congratulations to your majesty."

The Empress knew best the Emperor's bitterness over the years, and also knew how happy he was at this moment.

"Zhou Wudang deserves the most credit, and I will reward him handsomely."

However, Li Tiancheng regretted it as soon as he finished speaking. It wasn't that he didn't want to reward Zhou Wu, but that Zhou Wu was already in a high position at a young age, becoming a regional governor and holding the title of marquis.

The original plan was to leave Zhou Wu to the next successor, but now the situation is probably a bit difficult, as Zhou Wu's talent is hard to conceal.

"Is Your Majesty struggling with how to best reward Zhou Wu?"

That's why they're husband and wife; the Empress could tell what her husband was thinking at a glance.

"Yes, Zhou Wu is a minister with a broad vision and wisdom. Most importantly, he is so young. It is a blessing for our Great Dragon to have him. Originally, I planned to leave him to the next Great Dragon monarch, but now Zhou Wu's merits are too many."

Li Tiancheng now doesn't want to bury Zhou Wu's talent, but he also doesn't want him to be too sharp, since he's too young and might take a wrong turn.

"Your Majesty should appoint Zhou Wu as Junior Tutor."

The Empress's suggestion gave Li Tiancheng a bright idea. The Junior Tutor was actually a teacher for the princes and princesses. Although this position didn't have much power, it was definitely the most prestigious position.

Moreover, Zhou Wu is indeed learned, as evidenced by the numerous exceptional poems he has produced previously.

To be able to serve as a teacher to princes and princesses is an immense honor for one's ancestors, and one's knowledge must have been recognized by the emperor and the entire royal family.

The Empress's move was indeed brilliant. Zhou Wu had rendered meritorious service and should naturally be rewarded. This way, Zhou Wu would not be promoted too quickly, nor would it discourage meritorious officials.

"Someone, deliver the imperial decree."

. . . . . . . .

As Zhou Wu held the newly printed copy of "Journey to the West," he heard from his servants that someone from the palace had arrived again.

"...He is hereby appointed as Junior Tutor of Zhou Wu, by imperial decree."

"Thank you for your great favor, Your Majesty. What kind of position is Junior Tutor?"

He's been promoted again. Zhou Wu now has a certain ability to protect himself, so he doesn't care much about official positions anymore. But since the emperor has already bestowed the title, he'll just accept it with a smile.

"In reply to Lord Zhou, the position of Junior Tutor is the official position of tutor to princes and princesses. This is the highest honor. Congratulations, Lord Zhou!"

Zhou Wu felt like the sky was falling. He was being asked to manage a bunch of little brats? This was insane, utterly insane.

“Father-in-law, how could I refuse? I really feel that I am not capable enough to take on this position.”

Upon hearing Zhou Wu's words, the eunuch delivering the imperial decree was so frightened that he fled the Zhou residence as if his life depended on it.

. . . . . . .

The world outside the palace was under the emperor's jurisdiction, while matters within the palace were naturally under the empress's control.

Zhou Wu ultimately couldn't escape this position. On his first day working in the palace, he naturally had to report to the Empress.

"Your subject Zhou Wu pays his respects to Your Majesty the Empress."

"Zhou Wu, you may dispense with the formalities."

"Thank you, Queen."

“As the Junior Tutor, Zhou Wu should abide by his nature and not act willfully anymore. The Emperor has entrusted you with such an important position; you should know the Emperor’s intention.”

What do I know? All I know is that I'm still young and don't want to take on this heavy responsibility.

Although Zhou Wu was silently resisting in his heart, he dared not say it out loud.

"Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty and Your Highness. I will do my best to teach all the princes and princesses."

"Alright, then get busy, Master Zhou."

The Empress gave Zhou Wu a meaningful look and then ordered him to leave.

. . . . . . .

Led by the eunuch, Zhou Wu arrived at the classroom, where there were about a dozen children, both boys and girls. These children had one thing in common: they were all around a few years old, none of them older than ten.

"The young master is here, don't speak."

A chubby boy with sharp eyes spotted Zhou Wu standing behind the door and immediately alerted the others. Sure enough, the chubby boy's words silenced everyone instantly.

When Zhou Wu saw this, he thought it wasn't too bad; at least they knew how to respect their teachers.

"Cough cough~~"

He coughed twice on purpose, then walked into the classroom.

"I am your new junior tutor, my name is Zhou Wu."

"Zhou Wu? That name sounds familiar. Ah, did you write Journey to the West?"

Upon hearing Zhou Wu's self-introduction, the chubby boy immediately thought of the recently popular Journey to the West.

"Little fatty, you've heard of Journey to the West?"

"That's right, you really wrote Journey to the West? You're really amazing."

What is Journey to the West?

The other princes and princesses looked at the two of them blankly. It seemed that there were many rules in the palace, and those who were too young had no way of knowing them.

"Hey chubby, why don't you tell everyone what Journey to the West is?"

"Hey, that's good."

The little fat boy perked up as soon as he heard about Journey to the West, as if he were the embodiment of Sun Wukong.

"Let me tell you, Journey to the West is a very popular story recently. It's about a battle between gods. Sun Wukong was a very powerful monster. Later, he became a god, then turned back into a monster, and then became a god again."

Okay, Zhou Wu admits defeat. He originally planned to use this chubby kid to show off, but it's clear that he overestimated the chubby kid.