Click!

A bamboo fell down.

Li Miao wiped the sweat from her face and dragged the bamboo to the foot of the mountain.

The two younger brothers immediately stepped forward, took the bamboo, and quickly chopped it with an axe. Soon, they cut the bamboo, which was three or four meters long, into bamboo tubes less than five inches long.

Then, tie it up with bamboo strips one by one and put it on the side of the road.

In the bamboo forest, the three brothers of the Tian family were immediately involved in the work of finding the next bamboo to cut down.

Although no one knows, the boss wants to wait for others to go up the mountain to cut bamboo and split the bamboo into this shape. What exactly do you want to do?

But as a retainer, you don’t need to ask what the master wants to do?

Just know what the owner wants to do.

However, Zhang Yue stood on a wasteland at the foot of the mountain, watching the river water slowly flowing into a pond several feet deep from the trough.

He nodded slightly.

This pond should be able to soak at least a few hundred kilograms of bamboo. As an experiment, it is almost enough!

However, if you think of a finished product, it will probably take the second half of the year!

There is no way, in this BC era, do you want to make paper?

You have to ask nature first!

Of course, Zhang Yue can actually choose the relatively simple Cai Hou paper.

There is no need to go straight to the difficult rice paper as soon as you get up.

but……

In his memory he recalled, there was only this difficulty technique, what could he do?

Moreover, Caihou paper is actually of poor quality and roughness, and its advantages in writing are not even as high as bamboo slips.

Otherwise, he would not have been beaten by bamboo slips two or three hundred years after his invention.

It was not until the Eastern Jin Dynasty that papermaking technology achieved breakthrough developments, and paper books could replace bamboo slips.

But high difficulty means long-term.

Especially when using bamboo and wood as the raw material for papermaking, you must first find a way to turn the hard bamboo into bamboo pulp.

From bamboo to bamboo pulp.

This step requires softening the bamboo fibers.

In this era, we can only rely entirely on time.

Bamboo must be soaked in water for at least two months before it can become processable.

So, in fact, if you want to see the first piece of white paper, you have to wait at least another hundred days!

"It seems like I have to find another way..." Zhang Yue thought in his heart.

Apart from paper, what else can easily and quickly cause a significant impact in this era?

gunpowder?

Of course, Zhang Yue can go backtrack, and even if you don’t need backtrack, you can come up with a recipe.

After all, his civil servants were not obtained by opening the back door through connections.

That was a real sword and a gun, and he killed three in and three out in the thousands of troops.

After many tests, I got it.

But, he didn't want to make this thing out.

At least not now.

The reason is very simple.

First of all, the current metallurgical technology is not up to standard, and the basic material technology is too low-level.

Not to mention muskets and cannons, I'm afraid even the ploughheads of the curved plow may not be able to be made well.

Even if gunpowder is made, it is just used to set off fireworks.

To waste people's wealth and cream in vain is equivalent to finding a new toy for the noble playboys.

What is the point of doing such a thing?

However, the compass can be considered.

However, after thinking about it carefully for a long time, Zhang Yue found that he had never read or had any experience in making a compass, books, and materials.

The reason is very simple. In later generations, almost few ordinary people would care about how to make a compass.

As for printing?

There is not even paper, print a P!

"Tonight, go and go back to the contents of the Han Book and the Records of the Grand Historian..." Zhang Yue thought to himself: "Let's see if you can find any useful information..."

………………………………

When Zhang Yue was worried, a big man in Chang'an City was worried about him.

Taichang Qing Shang Qiucheng sat in his study with a frown, staring blankly at the official document in front of him.

He is very confused now.

"Does Zhang Yi from Nanling give him the title of scholar or not?"

As an old man in the Han officialdom, Shang Qiucheng knew very well that he was facing a difficult choice now.

A scholar has a small reputation.

It’s a big deal to stand on the side.

If you give it, you may offend the Prime Minister.

This has no good results!

The current prime minister Ge Yi was waiting for Gongsun He, although he had no military achievements when he was a general, he relied on his brother-in-law, Changpinglie, to support and take care of Wei Qing, so he barely became a general and followed Wei Qing to divide his military achievements.

Even so, I was abandoned several times to become an official.

After Wei Qing died, he never dared to raise the matter of Zheng again.

But, the relationship is hard!

In addition to being the general's brother-in-law, he is also the emperor's brother-in-law.

The brother-in-law of the Queen Wei family and the prince's uncle.

Who dares to offend this point?

But Zhang Yi and Zhang Zizhong, Shangqiu Cheng, have heard that they had been dirty with the prime minister's grandson outside Changyang Palace.

If you give the other party a scholar, it would be like slapping Gongsun He on the cheek.

But if you don't give it, it will be even more troublesome.

The one who offended the prince-in-law, Jin Riyi!

This person is even more terrifying than Gongsun He!

Jin Riyi is the absolute confidant of today, with a status like the eagle of the Gangying Zhidu during the late emperor and the eunuch Deng Tong during the Taizong Emperor.

If you offend this person and refute his face, then...

Therefore, Shangqiucheng has been in full three days and has no longer thought about food and food.

Shang Qiu Cheng couldn't understand why the prince-in-law, the prince-in-law, had something to do with this little person in Nanling?

What to do?

At this time, Shang Qiucheng's son Shang De came in and said, "My father, my son heard the news, Your Majesty has just returned to the palace..."

"Oh..." Shangqiu Cheng nodded without comment.

Today, the son is the most moving emperor in the history of the Han family.

All year round, he stayed in the Weiyang Palace for no more than three months.

The rest of the time, running around all day.

When he was young, he liked hunting, white dragon fish suits, and wandered around Guanzhong.

In middle age, I fell in love with inspecting the world.

I went to Mount Tai for the Fengshan period, and then went to Jieshi to watch the sea. I was a boy who scattered money everywhere...

He even brought troops to the Great Wall and sent people to send Feng Zhan Shu to the Xiongnu, intending to hunt under the Great Wall with the Xiongnu Khan.

Wu Wei Shanyu was so scared that he rushed north and fled far away to the depths of Mubei, not even daring to the head.

Now, I am old and still don’t change my habit of moving around.

Although there is no way to run around the world, there are his shadows, such as Changyang Palace, Wuzha Palace, Maoling, and Ligong.

But he was so common that he had to keep an eye on his jurisdiction.

With a little turbulence, he was like a frightened bird.

Sometimes, Shangqiu Cheng even wanted to resign and return home.

But I really couldn't bear to have the status and generous salary of the nine ministers of the Han family.

"Father, my son heard that when His Majesty returned to the palace this time, he asked the prince-in-law a question under Sima's disciple..." Shang De said softly.

“What’s the problem?”

"How is my stay?" Shang De lowered his voice and whispered softly in Shangqiucheng's ear.

When Shang Qiu Cheng heard this, his eyes popped out.

Then, he looked at the official document on his desk.

I just felt that I was wearing a cold saxaul on my back and felt like I was being slapped with a knife around my neck.
Chapter completed!