Molested Zulong at the beginning

"Officials in the DPRK are getting older, and they have a place to retire. The common people have a new way to be promoted. Your Majesty has also obtained a steady stream of talents. It can be said to kill three birds with one stone."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help sighing.

The system of this private school is still somewhat rough and rudimentary, and it is far from the ideal imperial examination system in his mind.

However, in a situation like Great Xia, where the common people only know how to farm and fight, do not know how to read, and lack a foundation, he can only start from the first step at the moment, and gradually improve it in the future.

Sister Zheng wore a plain black palace dress, her figure was slim and well-proportioned, her slender willow eyebrows stretched out at this moment, her pair of phoenix eyes were full of surprise, and her fair hands were clenched tightly with excitement!

Bai Su's words pierced her heart like a sharp sword.

If the picture Bai Su conceived is really completed, what a prosperous world it will be.

In the past, the State of Qi only relied on a Jixia Academy and thousands of followers to support the State of Qi to dominate the Central Plains.

If she built hundreds of Jixia Academy with Bai Su's help, how strong would Daxia's national power be?

Not only did it make up for the shortcomings of Daxia's long-standing farming and warfare system, but it also gave her a chance to build the foundation of eternity.

Thinking of this, Sister Zheng looked straight at Bai Su with her phoenix eyes, whatever she looked at for a while, how pleasing to her eyes.

Those burning eyes were like Cao Cao seeing a mature and plump wife.

Liu Bei saw two burly and muscular men, and Zhou Yu met a petite and cute loli.

As if wishing to eat him up.

Bai Su stopped abruptly, and asked with a puzzled expression, "Your Majesty, why are you looking at me all the time?"

Sister Zheng said with a smile on her face: "I just lament that I have obtained a horse that is unparalleled in the world. You can always surprise me."

As she spoke, she leaned forward slightly, and the close-fitting palace skirt outlined a perfect figure, and her plump two balls were full, completely covering the memorials on the table.

Bai Su couldn't help it for a while, and his mind was slightly distracted.

Sister Zheng didn't know whether it was intentional or not, she didn't care about Bai Su's gaze at all.

She propped her chin with her white jade hand, and looked at Bai Su with a smile: "You have made such a great contribution this time, how can I be stingy with rewards, so...you will be in charge of this paper, papermaking How about making preparations for the private school in the art workshop, and when the matter is completed, I will promote you to be the chief envoy?"

A hint of surprise appeared on Bai Su's face: "Is it so fast, the official worship chief envoy?"

After all, it wasn't long before he became a minister, and he was about to be promoted to chief envoy so soon. It is estimated that there are not many people who can match this speed.

After all, Prime Minister Li Si went from a servant to a long-term envoy, but it took five or six years to accompany Sister Zheng to survive step by step.

And it has been less than a month since he came to Xianyang.

A smile appeared in the phoenix eyes of the political sister: "I have already slowed down, if I am not worried that the tree will be beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it. With your current achievements, it is completely enough for the official to pay homage to the guest."

"I know that you are not a person who is greedy for power, and you have just come to Xianyang and your roots are not strong enough to gain a foothold in the court. Therefore, I have suppressed your achievements and will not give you the false name of high official and rich salary for the time being. It is to give you some practical rights in private."

"First, you can avoid being too sharp and attracting attention in the court. Second, you can also exercise your own ability, slowly accumulate some contacts, and gradually gain a firm foothold in Xianyang."

"It's too early to show its edge, and it's easy to die. I don't want to see it again, the second Han Feizi."

Bai Su was stunned for a moment, then cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty treats each other with sincerity, but I have nothing to repay, so I have no choice but to..."

Sister Zheng glanced at Bai Su with great interest: "What do I have to do, swear allegiance to the death?"

Bai Su shook his head, and said with a serious face: "How can mere loyalty be expressed? The gratitude in my heart is like the Yellow River, and I am willing to marry each other with my body. His Majesty."

"Bah, who cares about your skin."

Sister Zheng spat lightly, her fair cheeks flushed with blush, her phoenix eyes glared at him angrily: "You are clearly a sycophant who wants to deceive the emperor!"

Bai Su chuckled, and said: "Your Majesty is such a beautiful woman, who would not be moved by seeing it. I just said it honestly."

"Besides, didn't your majesty make an agreement with the minister that one day, when the minister has made great achievements and his prestige is on par with your majesty, you can marry your majesty."

When Sister Zheng heard this, she couldn't help but froze for a moment.

Regarding the previous agreement, she just said it casually at that time, and didn't take it to heart at all.

After all, no matter how smart Bai Su is, he doesn't have many chances to make contributions. At most, he is just a humerus official in the court. It is impossible to keep pace with her, so there is no need to worry.

But now that I think about it, I realize that it is indeed possible for him to do it.

Waiting for Bai Su to open a private school and unify the talents of the world, this kind of unprecedented literary achievements will be enough to be listed alongside her in the history books.

Sister Zheng looked at the handsome Bai Su in front of her, feeling both happy and annoyed for a moment.

The good news is that this kid is indeed worthy of being counted, a horse that is unparalleled in the world, riding on him is enough to lead the empire to a prosperous future.

The annoyance was that the horse's appetite was too strong, even if the majestic imperial daughter fed it as fodder, it was not enough to satisfy its appetite, and she wanted to even swallow her as fodder in one gulp.

The most annoying thing is that she really has nothing to do with Bai Su.

After all, such talents who are not well-known, not profitable, not greedy for power, have no ambitions, and are just purely lustful talents are hard to find even with a lantern.

Which king in the world does not hold this kind of person as a treasure.

Especially for a long-sighted monarch like Zheng Jie, a courtier like Bai Su with obvious shortcomings is almost the most perfect courtier.

As for those perfect talents who are comparable to saints, the world is not without them, but even if there are political sisters, they dare not reuse them.

You are not greedy for money, not lustful, you have no desires or desires every day, you have a high prestige in the court, and you dominate the power, so what are you trying to do?

The throne beneath me?

Therefore, Sister Zheng is absolutely reluctant to let Bai Su, such a talented person, run away.

But if Bai Su's wishes were followed, it would be impossible. As a majestic empress, how could she share a husband with her daughter?

Sister Zheng looked at Bai Su in front of her, and felt a little troubled in her heart. How can she reward this great horse for her use?

Chapter 83 He is a man of his time

Seeing Sister Zheng staring straight at him, Bai Su was a little puzzled for a while.

After pondering for a moment, he said: "Your Majesty, if you want to build a private school, you should first popularize paper, medical books, agricultural books and other books. This will open up a way for the people of the world to promote the rule of law."

"Today's actions will definitely be recorded in the annals of history by historians. Please also ask Your Majesty to name this workshop for making paper and burning characters."

Sister Zheng came back to her senses, her phoenix eyes glanced at Bai Su with great interest, and immediately said: "Since you made this request, you must have already had an idea in your heart, tell me..."

Bai Su's eyelids twitched, feeling like she was completely figured out by Sister Zheng, the size, length, and length were all under the control of Sister Zheng, this feeling of being completely seen through was really weird.

After pondering for a while, he said: "It is said that after Dayu controlled the waters, he left a gate of Yu in the Yellow River. Every year, countless carp swim upstream in the Yellow River, intending to overturn it."

"Those who jump over the Yu Gate will become feathered dragons and soar to the nine heavens, but those who cannot jump will leave a black scar on their foreheads."

"Since it is for the people of the world to open a road to promotion, it is most appropriate for your majesty to use this allusion to name it."

When Sister Zheng heard this, her phoenix eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction.

Bai Su once claimed to be familiar with the books of a hundred schools of thought and was taught by the sages. This may sound a little arrogant, but he does have the capital to be proud.

Whether it's government affairs or folklore myths and allusions, they are all at their fingertips, and this literary talent in a single round is enough to amaze people.

She smiled and said, "Then, according to what you want, what name should this workshop have?"

Bai Su stroked his chin: "This allusion about the fish jumping over the dragon's gate, there are fish, there is water, and there is a dragon's gate, so does the name need to be said..."

A confident smile appeared on his face: "It's called Water Splashing, Paji Paji Publishing House. Your Majesty, I named it. How about it?"

Sister Zheng's eyelids trembled, and her smile was slightly stiff.

Her phoenix eyes gave Bai Su a weird look. How can I say this kid, no matter in terms of culture, martial arts, or astronomy and geography, he is impeccable.

It is this inexplicable self-confidence and the subtle level of naming, which really makes people feel ashamed.

If the historian were to write down this name and record it in the history books and pass it on to future generations, it would not make future generations die of laughter.

After pondering for a moment, Sister Zheng coughed lightly: "Longmen, okay, then this workshop should be named Longmen Publishing House."

Bai Su was stunned for a moment, and tentatively said: "Your Majesty, what I just said was Water Splashing..."

Sister Zheng's eyelids trembled, and she interrupted him: "You are already very tired, go back and rest early."

"I'm not tired..."

"No, I see that you are tired, come and send Master Bai back home."

After finishing speaking, Sister Zheng waved her hand without giving Bai Su a chance to speak.

The envoy quickly walked in from outside the hall, and retreated with Bai Su.

Sister Zheng rubbed her aching temple with her fair fingers, and seeing Bai Su's leaving back, Zhu Lip couldn't help but sighed softly: "What a sycophant who makes people both happy and annoyed."

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a few days later.

Overnight, there were a lot of shops in Xianyang City, many of which were under the control of the imperial court.

There is no way, Miss Zheng is too poor.

Daxia has implemented the farming and war system for many years, and there is no shortage of food, but in terms of finances, it is really poor.

After the unification of the world, infrastructure is being built everywhere, and money is needed everywhere, so even if the imperial court monopolizes the salt and iron business, the money is still not enough.

After having the abaca from Baiyue, Sister Zheng naturally would not let go of this opportunity to make money.

In this shop that sells cloth, there are usually many people who come to inquire, but there are not many people who actually buy it.

After all, it is convenient to carry silk cloth for writing articles, but the price is too expensive, and it is not affordable for ordinary people.

An old man with gray hair struggled to negotiate the price with the shopkeeper. Looking at the impatient expression on his face, he couldn't help but smile wryly.

In all fairness, he would also feel impatient if he saw a person who had been struggling with someone who had little money to spare.

But there is no way, he has encountered some urgent matters at home now, and needs to rush back to his hometown as soon as possible.

But it was too inconvenient to take the heavy bamboo slips with me on the road.

He could only find a way to copy it on silk cloth and bring it back, but the price of silk cloth was too expensive for him to afford.

Just when he didn't know what to do, a sound of footsteps came from outside the door.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and looked back.

I saw a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi walking in.

Seeing the person coming, the shopkeeper hastily cupped his hands and said, "My lord."

The middle-aged man who was called an adult did not change his face at all. He ignored the doubtful eyes of everyone in the store, but waved to the back.

A while later, a carriage stopped at the door of the store, and inside were stacks of "white cloth" as white as snow.

With a smile on his face, the middle-aged man cupped his hands towards the sky: "The newly appointed envoy, Bai Su... Master Bai ordered that the young mansion is now building and buying materials, and the money of the young mansion has already been spent. Not quite enough.

"So he told me to wait and bring the things to the store to sell to make up for the financial deficit of the Shaofu."

When the shopkeeper heard this, a wry smile suddenly appeared on his face. There were so many silk cloths piled up in the shop that were not sold out, and how many white cloths were shipped in. Isn't this pure embarrassment.

He couldn't help reminding: "My lord, there are already a lot of cloth in this store, and you have shipped so much, you can't sell it at all."

The middle-aged man chuckled: "This is not cloth, but something called paper invented by Mr. Changshi. We will focus on selling these in the future."

He didn't explain too much, but clapped his hands to attract the attention of everyone in the store: "Everyone, please see, this thing is called paper, and it is a lighter writing thing."

After finishing speaking, in front of everyone, he took an ink pen and demonstrated on the paper, and wrote a big Xia character on the paper.

The ink stains on it were clearly visible, and the rice paper was as white as snow and as thin as a cicada's wing, and it could hardly feel the slightest weight in the hand, and everyone was amazed.

"I think this rice paper is more convenient than silk cloth, and the price should be very expensive."

"I figured that one would cost at least ten hangs."

"Hey, this thing is good, but I can't afford it at all."

"Yeah, and only those rich and powerful can afford it, and we have nothing to do with it."

The middle-aged man chuckled: "Everyone misunderstood, this item is not expensive, you can buy two for a penny."

"What, such a good thing, you can buy two for a penny, this...is this doing charity?"

"Really, I'm not dreaming."

Everyone touched the smooth and white rice paper, and it was hard to believe that such a good treasure only sold for a penny.

Compared with the previous silk cloth, this price is simply in the sky and the other is in the ground.

The gray old man couldn't help but burst into tears: "This lord is really a good man."