After changing into a pair of clean shoes and socks, Qi Pan took Eleven to find Fusu.
Fusu was busy carving and printing books with some ministers and craftsmen.
As soon as he saw Qi Pan coming, Fusu quickly put down the wooden block in his hand and walked towards Qi Pan.
"National Master, why are you here?"
Qi Pan: "I happened to be free and had nothing to do, so I came to take a look."
The busy ministers and craftsmen hurriedly bowed to Qi Pan.
"National Master."
"Um."
Qi Pan said, "No need to be so polite, just continue with your work."
"promise."
The ministers and craftsmen nodded their heads and continued with their work.
But inevitably, the movements of my hands were a little slower than before.
Not that focused either.
They all quietly paid a little attention, pricked up their ears and secretly listened to Qi Pan.
This is the national teacher.
They rarely see the national teacher on weekdays.
Qi Pan didn't notice the actions of the ministers and craftsmen, but just scanned the printed paper.
Chao Fusu asked, "How many have you printed in the past few days?"
Fusu said, "Not much, only a few hundred copies were printed, and the combined classics only amount to two or three volumes."
"I'm still busy."
"By the way, you're not going to my father's place today?"
Fusu looked at Qipan with some doubt.
Most of the time, the Imperial Master stays by his father's side.
Either copying something or reading memorials.
Fusu already knew that Ying Zheng asked Qi Pan to read the memorial.
And there is no objection to this.
Qi Pan is the imperial teacher of the Qin Dynasty. What's wrong with learning how to read memorials?
It's normal.
If Ying Zheng had not already taught him, Fusu would have wanted to teach Qi Pan himself.
Qi Pan shook his head and walked towards the craftsman who was carving the wood.
"No, I'm getting bored staying in the hall all day."
"I came out to walk around and get some fresh air."
Seeing that Qipan was interested in sculpture, Fusu took Qipan with him and introduced her to it.
Although he also knew that it was Qi Pan who invented movable type printing, she must be very familiar with it.
But Fusu still couldn't help but act as a commentator for Qi Pan.
He explained every step and every process to Qi Pan in detail.
Then he took out a set of tools and wooden blocks and gave them to Qi Pan to practice on.
Qi Pan didn't refuse either.
It just so happened that she had never carved the words herself.
It’s not bad to give it a try.
He took the tools and wood block and started carving according to the drawn pattern.
Fusu sat next to Qipan and continued to do what he had done before.
There were only eleven bored people, paying attention to protecting Qi Pan's safety.
He looked again at Fusu, the ministers and the craftsmen who were busy with their work.
...........
Time flies, and it is the day to go to the inn to collect corn.
I hope to get up early.
After reuniting with Ying Zheng with Eleven and Wangcai.
He then said hello to all the ministers and got on the carriage to the inn.
In the carriage.
Qi Pan leaned against the side of the carriage, which was very stable.
There was a soft cushion under Qipan's butt.
She leaned back comfortably, her hand still touching Wangcai's head.
Wangcai lay beside Qipan, also with a soft cushion under him.
It lay with its two front paws in front of it, its chin resting on its paws.
With half-closed eyes, it let Qi Pan stroke its head.
Seeing how it was enjoying itself, Qi Pan began to suspect that what he was raising was not a tiger but a cat.
This little expression of enjoyment looks just like a cat having its fur stroked.
Qipan reached out and scratched Wangcai's chin.
“Ouch~”
Wangcai cried out "wooo wooo".
If you ignore the tiger patterns on its body, it is just a big cat that knows how to act coquettishly.
It’s still a super soft and cute big cat.
Seeing that Qi Pan was having a great time, Ying Zheng, who was sitting on the other side, said gently.
"It can be seen that the Imperial Master likes it very much."
"Of course."
Qi Pan was playing with Wangcai while talking to Ying Zheng.
"Of course I like cute and coquettish animals."
Qipan played with Wangcai while chatting with Ying Zheng from time to time.
Until the carriage entered the mountains.
Qi Pan lifted the curtain and looked at the familiar scenery outside.
Every time she came back here, she would always recall the day when she first traveled through time and met Ying Zheng and the others.
It’s really funny when I think about it.
It's also her fault for being so thick-skinned.
It took so long to discover it.
And when I first discovered it, I couldn't believe it and kept deceiving myself for a long time.
Until she came out of the mountains and saw Eleven and others killing people in front of her.
Only then did she truly face reality.
Admit that you really traveled through time.
I gradually accepted this fact.
So far, she feels she has adapted well.
Maybe it’s because Brother Zheng is by her side.
So she didn't feel too much discomfort.
Qi Pan turned his head and looked at Ying Zheng on the side.
Ying Zheng happened to look outside through the curtain that Qi Pan had opened.
When Qi Pan turned around, she met his gaze.
Ying Zheng: "What's wrong, Imperial Master?"
Qi Pan: "Brother, I just suddenly feel very lucky."
"Luckily, I came to your world, and fortunately, I met you."
If she were to travel back to a more primitive dynasty, such as the Three Kingdoms, Sui Dynasty, Qing Dynasty, the Republic of China, or even the war years.
She really didn't know what to do.
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