Ying Zheng, who was wearing a silver-white robe, was sitting on his knees beside the table, with an upright posture and a straight waist. His eyes were carefully looking at the rough paper in his hand and the clearly visible words on it. No matter what Zhao Jia had said before, he was still
I don't trust the other party 100%, and I still have doubts in my heart.
This is the caution of an emperor. After all, Zhao Jianai is the son of the Zhao Kingdom.
Now that the real thing is in front of our eyes, all doubts disappear.
"Brother Wang, this is the production method. According to Zhao Jia, if it is made more finely, its surface will be smoother and its color will be whiter."
Chang'an Juncheng stood next to Ying Zheng, handed the production method written by Zhao Jia to Ying Zheng, and said softly.
"What's the output and cost? Are they all what he said?"
Ying Zheng rubbed the paper with his thumb, looked up at Cheng Xi, and asked.
Cheng Yu nodded, with a smile on his face, and said: "Well, Zhao Jia didn't lie. The cost of this thing is indeed low. Although there are a few more steps, it is not difficult. Any craftsman who is familiar with it can be competent.
If promoted, within half a year, all the bamboo slips in the Qin State could be replaced with this item.
In the future, Brother Wang will no longer have to face these heavy bamboo slips."
As he spoke, he walked aside and knocked on the weight specially used to weigh bamboo abbreviations. This was the habit of emperors of the Qin State to use weight to calculate how much government affairs were handled today.
"Does this thing have a name?"
Hearing this, Ying Zheng asked with a smile on his face.
"Zhao Jia calls this object paper, but this method now belongs to the Qin State, and its name will naturally be decided by Brother Wang."
Cheng Yu's eyes flashed and he suggested.
"Paper?"
Ying Zheng looked down at the rough paper in his hand again, pondered for a while, and said slowly: "Since the creator of this thing is Zhao Jia, let's call this thing by the name he decided."
"Brother Wang is very generous. With such a great reputation, he just gave it away."
Cheng Yu's expression froze, and he frowned and said.
He was a little dissatisfied with Ying Zheng's decision. According to his opinion, since Zhao Jia gave this method to the Qin State in order to retreat the Qin State's troops, it is natural that its value should be maximized, and the creator of this method will undoubtedly be because of it.
This method became famous, famous all over the world, and even spread throughout the ages. Not only that, Confucianism also owed him a favor.
If done well, it will be of great benefit to Qin without any harm.
"I am the king of Qin. What's the use of this reputation? Besides, there were not a few people in the court who knew about it. How could I hide it? If I deliberately concealed it and did what this villain did, it would be spread out in the future.
Wouldn’t it be ridiculed by everyone in the world?”
Ying Zheng shook his head, looked at Cheng Xi with calm eyes, and said slowly.
Cheng Yu was stunned for a moment, then he immediately reflected, "My brother failed to think about how Brother Wang planned to deal with this method."
"This method can benefit the world. I would like to donate this method to all countries so that they can jointly promote it."
Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed and he said in a deep voice.
"Just send it away like this?"
Cheng Yu couldn't help but said that he had a lot of ideas in his mind. At the worst, he would have to take the opportunity to make a fortune, but Ying Zheng planned to make this public. Isn't this a waste of time?
"What's the use of keeping it? This method cannot strengthen the country. Instead of hiding it, it is better to give it out openly so that everyone in the world knows that our Qin State is not a country of tigers and wolves that only knows how to fight."
Ying Zheng paused, looked at Cheng Xi and continued:
"Cheng Xi, don't worry about temporary gains and losses when planning your affairs. What Qin wants is the whole world, not the small profits in front of you."
"...it's my brother who lacked consideration."
Cheng Xi understood what he said and responded with his hands raised.
Ying Zheng looked at the rough paper again, was silent for a moment, and then asked: "How do you think I should reward Zhao Jia?"
"Mansion, money, beauties... I think I will give these to you for the time being to show your sincerity. If he has no other intentions in the future, Brother Wang may consider recruiting him for Qin's use!"
Cheng Yu's eyes moved slightly and he suggested.
"For Qin's use?"
Ying Zheng murmured to himself, and after a moment, his tone condensed: "Then give it a try!"
After several contacts with Zhao Jia, he has changed a lot compared to when he was a boy. Considering what he experienced in Zhao State, it is not impossible to recruit him to be used by Qin.
"My dear brother, I really want to know if King Zhao would be furious if he knew about this."
Cheng Yu changed the subject and said in a rather malicious tone.
Zhao Jia is the eldest son of King Zhao Yan and the former crown prince of Zhao.
When Ying Zheng heard this, there was a slight smile in his eyes.
He is also curious.
…
at dusk.
Zhao Jia was lying in the corridor basking in the sunset. He was doing two things at the same time. He was exercising his body and practicing his inner breath, and his mind was immersed in reading in the library. He was bored today and found some interesting books in the library.
When it came to ethics, the content tended to be realistic. With the idea of reading to educate people, he studied it carefully, and before he knew it, it became dark.
Zhao Jia slowly opened his eyes and sighed softly: "I learned it, but it's a pity that I have so much passion but nowhere to put it to use."
Feeling the terrifying murderous intention somewhere, he frowned slightly, then quietly stood up slowly and adjusted the posture of his legs.
The young man's body is not very good in this way. He is very energetic and cannot withstand stimulation. After watching it for an afternoon, he became extremely stiff. Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise it would be a bit embarrassing.
"Dong dong~"
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Zhao Jia was slightly startled. He raised his head and looked at the sky. It was already this hour. Could it be that someone was coming to invite him to dinner? With this idea in mind, he got up and opened the door. As for whether someone would come to eat, he thought it was impossible.
The only two remaining guards around him were called away, and he was still thinking about what to eat tonight.
Soon, Zhao Jia came to the door and slowly opened the courtyard door, and a beautiful figure slowly came into view.
The woman is wearing a slim-fitting purple-blue off-the-shoulder dress. She has shaved shoulders and fair skin. The peaks in front of her body are frightening. Above her is a charming and pretty face, with a petite butterfly makeup between her eyebrows.
It adds a bit of charm.
At first glance, she doesn't look like a serious woman.
She held a flute in both hands and pressed it against the heavy thing in front of her. When she saw Zhao Jia appear, she bowed politely and said in a soft voice: "I leave the dance and come to serve the young master on the order of Lord Chang'an."
Along with her came several maids behind her and various belongings, especially the gold, which exuded a golden brilliance in the setting sun.
If there are people who like wealth and sex here, they will definitely be excited by the scene in front of them.
But Zhao Jia wouldn't. As a young master of the Zhao Kingdom, he had never seen any scene before. How could he be excited by the scene in front of him? Not only was he not, he even calmly pressed at this moment, even the anger stimulated by reading a book all afternoon.
Gone.
As for the reason, it is naturally the charming beauty in front of me.
Li Wu.
The dancer next to Cheng Xi is good at music and dance, but her true identity is a killer, and she is inextricably related to Luo Wen and Lu Buwei.
Women are beautiful, but unfortunately they have thorns.
Then here comes the problem.
To accept or not to accept.
Cheng Xi's gift seemed a bit fatal. Zhao Jia seriously doubted whether this boy was playing tricks on him. Could it be that there were no beauties around him and he had to send a killer?