Daqin: Zulong Asked Me to Be the Prince

Ying Zheng held the "Book of Songs" and read it back and forth again and again, page by page!

Use one word to describe his current state, and that is - can't put it down!

Excited to put it down!

As a person who has been tortured by bamboo slips for many years, the joy in my heart is unparalleled to be able to read words in this form!

It's like a coachman who pulls a car by physical strength suddenly owns a car!

That kind of leap in quality of work form, can make people happy to slam the steering wheel!

Right now, Ying Zheng was "slamming the steering wheel", pinching the paper for a while, flipping through it quickly, and staring at the text on it with a smirk.

Poetry, or that poem.

The content hasn't changed in the slightest, but at this moment, these poems that Ying Zheng has long been familiar with have become "One Seven Seven", which is incomparably novel!

"It's a great gift, a great gift..."

he muttered,

"With this paper, not only will the few people be happy, but the entire court will be boiling! Even the entire Qin State, the entire world's scholars will be boiling! 35

"It is indeed a great gift for the world! Hahaha..."

"This thing...you made it yourself?!"

Ying Zheng looked at Qin Feng with anticipation in his eyes.

He was expecting an affirmative answer! In that case...he would feel incredibly proud and proud!

"Yes, the idea of ​​papermaking was proposed by me.

Qin Feng did not live up to Ying Zheng's expectations, nodded affirmatively,

"However, although I have provided ideas for papermaking and preliminary raw material processing, the finished product you are seeing now is actually made by the ink artists under my command after countless days and nights!

"So, I can't take this credit alone, they are also meritorious people!"

When Ying Zheng heard the words, he nodded again and again.

"Good! Good! Cai!"

He sincerely admired,

"Dedicated! You are all meritorious! All the widowers will be rewarded!"

"All the craftsmen who participated in the paper-making and ink-making, all of them will be awarded one grade! The bounty is 100 catties! 35

At first, I thought Mozhe was stupid, but now it looks like it depends on whose hands it is!

You see, in Qin Feng's hands, these ink artists can shine and make amazing achievements one after another!

"Thank you, Father!"

Qin Feng said with a smile,

"Oh yes, there is actually one other person who has made merit. 99

"When Meng Tian brought Beidi sheep this time, he also brought something -- a kind of pen that he made after feeling in the frontier."

"It uses a combination of bamboo tube and rabbit fur, which is very convenient to write! I call it Meng Tian pen.

"Look at the words in this book, they were all written by Meng Tian!

After speaking, he took out another thing from his arms and offered it.

It was a writing brush similar to the water pen of later generations. The body of the pen was a slender green bamboo tube, and the tip of the pen was a small amount of fine rabbit hair.

Different from the usual large brush, this Meng Tian pen is obviously more suitable for daily writing, and can clearly write small characters!

"He still has this talent?!"

Ying Zheng was startled, took Meng Tian's pen and wrote a few words on the table at will, exclaiming,

"This pen is very easy to use! It's easy to write! And it's easy to control!""

"Writing on this paper has a more comfortable feeling of walking!

With a few rustling sounds, he has already written his name "Ying Zheng" in that "Book of Songs"!

The brushwork is sharp, and there is a faint imperial majesty!

"Meng Tian's pen, plus my paper, is enough to reduce the difficulty of writing by countless levels!"

Qin Feng said with a smile,

"It can be said to complement each other!

"Therefore, my son thinks that Meng Tian does not forget to benefit the country when he is in the border area, and the father and the king cannot favor one over the other, and should give him a reward!"

Ying Zheng grasped the Meng Tian pen in his hand and nodded heavily.

"Okay! Meng Tian has such talent and merit, and it is indeed a talent to continue to stay at the border!

He said decisively,

"The widow immediately decreed that he should be transferred back to the army, and he would go directly to the vanguard of Wang Ben's army! 35

Previously, he refused to "gilt" Meng Tian, ​​because he was useless!

The birth of Meng Tian Bi has obviously made him successful and beneficial, and should not be hidden anymore, but should be promoted!

"Father King Shengming! 9

Qin Feng grinned.

To say that this guy Meng Tian is really good, he can still tinker with such a thing in the border area! The little inventor belongs to it!

Such talents are within the scope of his friendship and absorption!

"Tsk tsk..."

Ying Zheng's excitement had not yet passed, and he could only hear him sigh,

"Now that there is paper and this pen suitable for transcription, the widow thinks that all the classics of Da Qin should be copied and placed in the library!

"Especially the "Law of Qin"! It's better for everyone to copy a copy! Everyone reads it!"

"However, it would be great if it could be distributed in a unified way. The widow hates those with ugly writing, and asking them to copy the classics is simply an insult to the classics!"5

Qin Feng:

I doubt that you are pointing your nose at me, but I have no proof!

As a modern person, he is already struggling to learn Xiaozhuan, and it is even more a dream to want to write well!

Therefore... all his letters were written by someone to help him, and he never did it himself, for fear of being despised by others.

But even if you are so careful, you still can't escape the aoe (group damage) from the father!

"It's not a sin to write ugly..."

Qin Feng muttered, took out another book from the box and handed it to Ying Zheng, saying,

"Look at this one again.

Ying Zheng thought it was another classic, so he took it over with great interest, but it was still the Book of Songs!

"What happened to this book?"

he wondered,

"Isn't it still the Book of Songs?

Qin Feng snorted softly and said:

2.6 "Look carefully, is there any difference from the previous one?

Ying Zheng opened the second "Book of Songs" suspiciously, read it carefully, and put the two together for comparison...

"No difference! Even the handwriting is the same..."

He said it casually, and suddenly!

Ying Zheng realized something was wrong!

There is no difference...how can there be no difference?!

The two "Book of Songs" not only have the same content, but also the same font, and there is no difference in the distance between the ligatures!

What the fuck?!

This…………

"Yes, all the same. 35

Qin Feng said,

"This second edition is the printed edition of the first!"9

"This is also the second gift I gave to my father!!