The Zhangtai Palace was very quiet and all the palace servants were called out.
The hall was silent, with only the sound of Ying Zheng flipping papers.
Li Si's heart was pounding as he stood respectfully in the palace. "Your Majesty has summoned me. What is the important matter?"
"I just want to tell you what's in my heart. There are no outsiders here." Ying Zheng put down the pen in his hand. All the bamboo slips in the palace had been replaced with white paper. These were all sent by Su Ling.
"Look at this." Ying Zheng took two pieces of white paper covered with words and gave them to Li Si.
Li Si took it respectfully and observed it carefully.
The paper was thin, and there were actually quite a few words written on it. As the prime minister of the Qin Dynasty, he could naturally see the value of this thing at a glance.
"Your Majesty, what is this?" Li Si carefully put the paper back on the desk.
"This is white paper, made by the Mohist school. I want to promote this paper so that everyone in the Qin Dynasty can use it."
"I wonder how much this white paper costs?" Li Si thought thoughtfully. The uses of this paper are definitely not limited to Confucianists. Anyone who can write can use it, and it is more convenient than bamboo slips.
Ying Zheng briefly explained that he had already learned the detailed production of these papers and was very clear about the cost of Xuan paper.
As Ying Zheng spoke, Li Si became very excited. Since it was so cheap, there must be many people who could use the white paper.
Replacing bamboo slips is imperative.
He quickly patted his chest and promised, "Your Majesty, rest assured. I will promote these papers as quickly as possible."
"Well, as soon as possible. These papers are made by the Mo family. You can contact Su Ling directly."
Ying Zheng was holding a cup of water. This cup was given to him by his daughter. There were some wolfberries soaked in it, and it tasted pretty good.
Zhao Qingrui spent more than ten points to exchange this thermos cup from the system, and Ying Zheng couldn't put it down.
With the existing technology in Daqin, it is impossible to make such a cup.
The hot water in the cup was delivered in the morning and it’s not cold yet. It’s so convenient.
I must not let my daughter go back to Jingshui Pavilion. She must have a lot of treasures in her hands.
"Also, the main reason I called you here today is to ask you something else." Seeing that Li Si wanted to go find Su Ling, Ying Zheng looked at Li Si indifferently.
Li Si was a little puzzled. His Majesty seemed to be better these days, but also acting strangely. "Your Majesty, please ask."
Ying Zheng held the water cup and asked, "If I die one day, will you continue to assist Fusu?"
Ying Zheng's voice was very soft, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
Li Si was so frightened that his body trembled and his face showed horror, (,,#?Д?).
What does your majesty mean by this? Is this a test for him?
Or, Your Majesty, is planning to make the eldest prince Fusu the crown prince?
Prince Fusu believed in Confucianism. If he were the next monarch of the Qin Dynasty, he would probably not be taken seriously.
Li Si took a deep breath and said, "Li Si is a subject of the Qin Dynasty and will always be loyal to the Qin Dynasty."
"I understand." Ying Zheng unscrewed the cup, took a sip, and said calmly.
Li Si walked out of Zhangtai Palace. The sunlight outside was a bit dazzling, but he felt a chill on his back for no reason.
His Majesty just said he knew. What did he know? I have no idea what His Majesty meant.
On the way back, Li Si was thinking about this matter.
"Lord Li doesn't look well, but what's wrong?" Feng Quji met Li Si coming out of the palace. It was the first time he saw Li Si looking so absent-minded.
"It's nothing. Lord Feng is quite free." Li Si came back to his senses and immediately bowed. Feng Quji was the right prime minister and he was the left prime minister.
The Qin Dynasty respected the right, and Feng Quji was nominally superior to Li Si.
"It's okay, it's already noon. We have prepared some wine and food at home. Lord Li, would you mind going over for a drink?" Feng Quji said with a smile.
"Thank you for your kindness, Prime Minister Feng. Your Majesty has also given me instructions. I still have important matters to attend to." Li Si shook his head. He was a little confused about what His Majesty meant at the moment. In addition, he had to go to the Mohist headquarters, so he was too lazy to flatter Feng Quji.
"Since His Majesty has instructed me, I will not disturb Lord Li anymore." Feng Quji did not force it.
Watching Li Si walk away with hurried steps, Feng Quji narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing what task the emperor had assigned to Li Si.
In the next few days, the appearance of the white paper was basically known to everyone in the Qin Dynasty, especially the Confucianists, who even went to the Mohist School to ask them to control the flow of these papers.
There were not many people in the Qin Dynasty who could read. The Mohists' prices were cheap. Once knowledge was no longer the exclusive domain of the gentry and Confucians, it would have a great impact on them, so they came to the Mohists to put pressure on them.
The person taking the lead was naturally the restless Doctor Chunyu Yue.
"If Doctor Chunyu has any objection to the use and sale of Xuan paper, just go and find His Majesty. His Majesty has agreed to this. Do you, Doctor Chunyu, want to disobey His Majesty's order?" Su Ling said lightly.
It goes without saying what these people are planning. They are simply afraid that someone will threaten their position.
Su Ling's words, without any respect for Chunyu Yue, made his face flush red. "Master Su, please reconsider this. After all, studying is such a noble thing. How can it be measured by money?"
The emergence of these blank papers will surely make existing knowledge popular, and even the common people will be able to read books if they grit their teeth.
Since his own interests were threatened, he naturally brought his men to the Mohist School without hesitation.
"Does Doctor Chunyu want to go against Your Majesty? Or have the Confucians been able to cover the sky with one hand in the Qin Dynasty?" Chunyu Yue and his friends could not represent the entire Confucianism at all. Besides, with the support of the First Emperor, Su Ling was not afraid at all.
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