But in a moment, Fusu's figure reappeared in front of the First Emperor, carrying several large boxes with him.
"Your Majesty, this is the book I asked Miss Yu for." Fusu presented the book respectfully.
The First Emperor looked at the hundreds of brand new books that appeared out of thin air, his eyes gleaming brightly. He waved his hand impatiently and said, "Send it to the Minister of the Imperial Household and the Secretary of the Interior!"
When the two hurried over, he pointed to the pile of books that looked like a small mountain and said in a deep voice, "Take your people and sort these books into categories and register them for me overnight!"
The Minister of the Imperial Household and the Internal Secretary had never seen such a scene before: hundreds of books made of unique materials and with clear handwriting, and the contents inside were unheard of.
The two did not dare to delay and quickly agreed. They organized people to carefully move the books to the side hall and began to organize them overnight.
In the brightly lit side hall, the rustling sound of flipping papers could be heard.
"Your Majesty, the simplified Chinese characters in these books... I'm afraid many people can't understand them..." A doctor in charge of transcribing reported cautiously.
The First Emperor understood this and nodded, saying, "No problem. First, convert all these 'simplified characters' into small seal script and re-transcribe them for the record. Make sure as many officials as possible can read and understand them."
“Here!”
This was undoubtedly a huge project, but no one dared to complain. Instead, they felt inexplicably excited to be able to access these "immortal books".
At the same time, another decree from the First Emperor quickly spread throughout Xianyang and even further.
"Fusu, have someone post a notice, searching for skilled craftsmen throughout the land. Anyone skilled in farming, animal husbandry, textiles, pottery, carpentry, mechanics, smelting, or herbal medicine, regardless of background, may come and serve the country. I will reward you generously!"
"Your son obeys your order!" Fusu took the order and left, feeling very proud.
My father finally stopped clinging to the illusory path of immortality and turned his attention to the land that gave birth to him and to the millions of people there.
For a moment, the entire Qin court seemed to be injected with an invisible vitality.
The First Emperor sat firmly in the harem, planning and directing his affairs. Each of his decrees was like a precise instruction, which was quickly implemented at all levels through Fusu, the increasingly mature "executive".
The court, which had been dull and depressing in the past, was surprisingly full of life at this moment.
Officials no longer just nervously try to guess what their superiors are thinking, but instead start to actually work for new policies that “benefit the country and the people.”
After all, the things described in those books from the "fairyland" are really too tempting.
This vitality even crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and reached the distant border.
Meng Tian stood on the high beacon tower, gazing at the winding city wall that stretched into the distance, a long-lost smile of relief appeared on his face.
"General, we have exceeded the target again today!" A military officer in charge of record-keeping came running over excitedly to report.
Meng Tian nodded and glanced at the bustling construction site below.
Before Prince Fusu left, he left behind mountains of food and cloth, as well as the unprecedented dried meat and meat jars, which allowed hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians to truly have their fill for the first time.
When you are full, you will naturally have enough energy.
What surprised Meng Tian even more was that Prince Fusu also asked the immortal for some strange tool drawings and a small number of finished products.
For example, there are pulley systems that save a lot of effort, more solid scaffolding construction methods, and even a small device that can quickly mix "cement".
The craftsmen were overjoyed and copied it exactly. The efficiency of building the Great Wall more than doubled!
This kind of efficiency would have been unbelievable in the past!
Because of these changes, the northern border of the Qin Dynasty is becoming more stable at an unprecedented speed.
However, while feeling relieved, Meng Tian also had something worrying in his heart.
He sighed softly and took out a crystal from his arms.
This is the "crystal core", a part left behind by Prince Fusu, used to enhance the strength of those specially selected "sharp warriors" who were secretly trained to protect the First Emperor and Prince Fusu.
After the initial tempering of crystal core energy, these sharp warriors far surpass ordinary people in strength, speed and reaction, and can be called human weapons.
But this crystal core is consumed too quickly!
"Without the crystal core, the improvement of these warriors will stagnate..." Meng Tian frowned.
This group of highly skilled soldiers are the future and support of the empire, and are the ultimate guarantee for the safety of father and son. They must not be lost!
"We must find a way..."
Meng Tian muttered to himself and turned his gaze back to the laborers who were working.
"Perhaps, there is some way to maximize the energy of this crystal core?"
After thinking for a long time, Meng Tian finally realized that he was not suited to studying such magical skills.
"Perhaps only an immortal can explain this matter."
Instead of scratching your head here, it is better to hand this difficult problem over to the omnipotent Prince Fusu.
He immediately wrote a letter, detailing the current status of crystal core consumption and his concerns, and sent his confidant to deliver it to Xianyang at full speed, along with several exhausted crystal core samples, to present it to Prince Fusu.
In the Xianyang Palace, Fusu received an urgent report from Meng Tian. Looking at the crystal cores, he also frowned.
In the past two days, apart from assisting his father in handling government affairs, he locked himself in the study, studying a crystal core that still had some light in it over and over again.
But Fusu pondered for two days and still could not come up with a solution.
Finally, he held Meng Tian's memorial in his hand and walked into the First Emperor's study with his head held high.
"Father," Fusu bowed and presented the memorial, "General Meng Tian has an urgent message."
The First Emperor took the memorial, read it quickly, then picked up the dim crystal cores and weighed them for a moment, his expression calm.
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