Chapter 6 When

When Zhao Lang wasn't here, Qin Shihuang put away his benevolent look, and gave the two kneeling on the ground a cold look.

slowly said,

"If you don't have this heart, why are you kneeling?"

"Your Majesty, old slave, I..."

Zhao Gao wanted to say something, but Qin Shihuang stopped him by raising his hand.

Looking at the direction Zhao Lang left, he said,

"Tell me, how much of what Lang'er said is true?"

"what?"

Zhao Gao was stunned.

Li Si reacted quickly,

"Your Majesty suspects that this son is lying?"

Qin Shihuang didn't nod or shake his head.

"Could it be the handwriting of the remnants of the Six Kingdoms?"

Li Si gritted his teeth and said.

When Zhao Gao heard this, he glanced at Li Si, he wanted to kill this young man!

The hearts of the Legalists are ruthless.

Qin Shihuang replied faintly at this time,

"Don't make wild guesses, Lang'er is my blood."

Li Si put away the killing intent in his eyes, and said,

"What Gongzi Lang said is too bizarre, I can't tell."

Qin Shihuang was silent for a moment. Among his courtiers, if even Li Si couldn't make a judgment on this matter, the others couldn't help it either.

"Your Majesty, what should we do now?"

At this time Zhao Gao asked in a low voice.

Qin Shihuang's eyes flickered, and he said lightly,

"I actually want to see if Lang'er can succeed in rebelling."

"This matter is settled."

Hearing this, Li Si and Zhao Gao were stunned.

The emperor actually wanted to support his son's rebellion?

This kind of thing is simply unheard of.

But Qin Shihuang has already made a decision, and no one can change it.

At this moment, the door of the room was opened, Zhao Lang walked in with a long bench, and said,

"Father, I have someone make a wooden stool, take a look."

"Things are done in a hurry, so it's not very good-looking."

"However, this stool can solve the problem of leg numbness in kneeling and sitting."

"Two uncles, please sit down."

Li Si and Zhao Gao looked curiously at the four wooden sticks, which were made of a wooden board, the so-called Hu stool.

After sitting down, Zhao Gao's eyes lit up slightly, and he said,

"Sitting on this stool, you really don't have to worry about numbness in your legs."

Qin Shihuang glanced at it and didn't care, instead he said to Zhao Lang,

"Lang'er, just leave these things to the craftsmen, don't worry too much about it."

"Come on, I have something to ask you."

Zhao Lang doesn't mind either, the status of craftsmen and technology cannot be changed overnight,

"Father, tell me."

Qin Shihuang said,

"You just mentioned the evils of the Six Kingdoms. If one day, our rebellion succeeds, how will you deal with it?"

When Li Si heard this question, his heart moved and he looked at Zhao Lang.

You know, although Qin destroyed the Six Kingdoms, it left behind many nobles from the Six Kingdoms. These people were deeply attached to their homeland, and secretly caused troubles for Great Qin.

But these people really can't be killed all at once, for many reasons.

The simplest one, kill these people, who will govern the local area?

Therefore, even Qin Shihuang had no good way.

Zhao Lang knew that this was a test of himself.

After a little thought, he said,

"It's actually not difficult to clear the influence of the old nobles of the Six Nations."

Hearing this, Qin Shihuang was shocked.

The reason why the remnants of the Six Kingdoms are difficult to deal with is the influence they have managed from generation to generation.

This is also the reason why Daqin implemented severe punishments and laws.

Otherwise, Daqin's decree cannot be implemented at all.

But now that Great Qin has unified China for so many years, it is still too early to say that the influence of the Six Kingdoms has been clearly understood.

Qin Shihuang stabilized his mind and asked,

"Lang'er, tell me in detail."

Zhao Lang showed a smile and said,

"It's very simple, Daxing education, let more ordinary people receive education, and then we will choose the best ones to replace the old nobles of the Six Kingdoms."

"Compared with the vast majority of common people, the nobles of the Six Nations are just a drop in the ocean."

In fact, Zhao Lang had a better path in mind, but that was too far ahead.

Not possible in this day and age.

Hearing this answer, Qin Shihuang couldn't help showing a hint of disappointment on his face.

He thought Zhao Lang had some good idea, but he didn't expect to use the old method to replace the new.

Li Si on the side also shook his head secretly. In fact, Daqin is using this method now.

But this method has obvious disadvantages.

"Although this method is practical, it takes too long and costs too much."

Qin Shihuang said a little lonely,

"Lang'er, you have no worries about food and clothing since you were a child, but do you know how much people spend on a meal?"

"And how much does a roll of bamboo slips cost?"

Zhao Lang also nodded,

"Father, of course I know that replacing the old with the new can only depend on time, but I have one thing that can perfectly solve the problem of the bamboo slips."

Qin Shihuang smiled at this time, in fact, he no longer had much hope in his heart,

"Is it replaced by cloth?"

In addition to bamboo slips, China has long had a way to write with cloth.

But it is still an old problem, and the cost is too high.

Zhao Lang shook his head at this moment, calculated the time secretly, and muttered,

"It's been a morning, and the first batch of paper should be out now."

So he said to Qin Shihuang,

"Father, two uncles, follow me."

After speaking, he walked out the door.

The three of Qin Shihuang glanced at each other, then followed.

A few people came to the kitchen soon.

In the kitchen, several craftsmen were making pulp according to the method Zhao Lang said.

"Patriarch, son, why are you here?"

Fu Bo in the kitchen was stunned when he saw a few people.

Qin Shihuang left yesterday, why did he come again today?

You know, he usually only comes once a few months.

"It's okay, Uncle Fu, let's come and take a look."

Zhao Lang said,

"Fuber, have you made any paper yet?"

Hearing the question, Fu Bo hesitated, and said,

"According to the son's method, a few sheets of paper have been practiced, and they are drying now, but..."

Forber didn't seem to know what to say, so he led them to the back of the kitchen.

There are a few wooden boards here, and the wooden boards are covered with palm-sized, irregular light yellow things.

Zhao Lang's eyes lit up when he saw this familiar thing.

Pick one up right away.

It is very thick, rough to the touch, and very yellow in color. After all, there is no condition for bleaching.

It's like, several sheets of paper, wet and crushed, and then re-dried.

But it really is paper!

As long as the craftsman is proficient in the process and the tools are complete, it will not be a problem to make original paper!

Zhao Lang said excitedly,

"Father, this is what I use to replace bamboo slips, paper!"

Qin Shihuang looked at the crumpled piece in Zhao Lang's hand, and didn't know what to say.

Zhao Lang had been prepared for a long time, took out a pen, dipped it in some water, and wrote the word 'one' on the paper.

Soon, a line appeared on the pale yellow paper.

Seeing this scene, as a scholar, Qin Shihuang's expression moved slightly.

Zhao Lang wrote another line, and Qin Shihuang's eyes suddenly widened!

Zhao Lang wrote the third line, and Qin Shihuang said with some trembling,

"How much does this item cost?"

Zhao Lang showed a smile, pointed to the surrounding bark, bamboo, etc., and said,

"Just use these."

when.

a sound.

Qin Shihuang sat down on the ground.