Chapter 86 The Great Qin Courtiers Who Are Not as Good as Primary School Students
Amidst the doubts of many officials in the main hall.
When Ying Cheng saw that everyone had calmed down, he couldn't help but nodded and ordered:
"Bring the things up, one long table and one box!"
Every move Ying Cheng makes now affects everyone's heart.
Many ministers in the main hall heard what Ying Cheng was saying and hurriedly shut up.
In an instant.
It was so quiet inside the main hall that there was no sound.
But those eyes.
But he was watching extremely nervously.
It seems like something normal.
Tap tap tap...
A burst of heavy footsteps came from the entrance of the palace, and more than twenty black-armored guards were seen, two of them each carrying a huge wooden box into the palace.
"What is Dali Ling doing?"
"What are these boxes filled with? They seem quite heavy?"
"You ask me how I know!"
Many ministers whispered to each other and asked each other.
But no one knows what is going on.
Even Li Zhan, as the head of Dalu Palace, Shi Ling, doesn't know what is going on now.
I really don't know.
He came on time today, so he didn't know what Ying Cheng was up to.
Amidst everyone's doubts.
The 'Kang Bang Bang' black armored guards placed all the heavy wooden boxes next to each long table.
The service is nothing short of attentive.
But this made everyone even more confused.
"This wooden box is not big if you say it is big. It is not small if you say it is small. Could it be the bamboo slips inside?"
"Well, how many bamboo slips can you hold? How can such a box of bamboo slips be so heavy?"
"Could that be ink? There are dozens of boxes of ink. Otherwise, I really can't think of anything else related to legislation!"
"Um, that's impossible. Is it possible to just give us ink and let us write with our heads?"
A group of people were muttering below, full of doubts.
I really don’t understand what Ying Cheng is doing with all this bells and whistles.
Finally, someone couldn't help but stood up and asked: "Mr. Cheng, I wonder what is in this?"
Li Zhan had an anxious temper. He was obviously here to legislate, but Ying Cheng did so many tricks.
He must say a few words.
"Ahem!" Ying Cheng coughed, raised his hand, and said in a loud voice: "You can just open it yourself. These are all prepared for legislation."
"But please be careful, don't make a mess."
I heard Ying Cheng finally said it could be opened.
The numerous attackers, who had long been unable to bear it any longer, swarmed forward.
Li Zhan rolled up his sleeves and lifted the lid of the wooden box hard. Suddenly, the wooden box was opened.
You can open it and take a look.
Li Zhan was stunned.
"What the hell?" Li Zhan turned his head and glanced at Ying Cheng suspiciously.
I didn't see the bamboo slips, ink, or silk books I imagined, but I saw pieces of yellow and white things I didn't know what they were.
It looks like it's layer by layer.
Next to this, there is a groove where something like a copper rod is placed.
Very strange.
"What is it?"
Several court officials next to Li Zhan also gathered around.
But when they saw the contents inside the box, everyone's faces became suspicious.
They have never seen the things inside.
"What is it?"
Young Master Huai Jian was standing in the middle. Seeing how relaxed the atmosphere in the palace was, he also gathered around the box Li Zhan opened out of curiosity.
You can see what's inside.
He was also stunned.
He has never seen the things inside.
Li Zhan stared at him with big eyes and small eyes.
On the other side, where Wushi Luo, Hu Xiu and Zhuo Cheng were, there were also bursts of strange whispers.
"What is this? It smells like pine wood."
Don't know why.
I can't understand what's inside the box.
"This looks like a thin layer. What kind of cloth is this?"
Zhang Rang couldn't help but reached out and groped around inside, and found that the things inside were layered layer by layer. He took out one layer and looked at it carefully.
"Why does this thing feel like a writing object?"
Shusun Tong frowned and carefully looked at the things in his hands.
I didn't dare to take more, so I just took one layer. The surface was a bit rough, a little thicker than ordinary coarse cloth, almost the same thickness as light gauze.
However, I am really unfamiliar with this thing and don't know what it is.
"What is this, a writing brush?"
On the other side, Gongshu Qiu reached in from the groove, picked up the long copper pole and started groping for it.
A little bit heavy.
The texture is very good.
It has a mortise and tenon structure, and the lid can be unscrewed with just a few fiddles, making it look like a writing brush.
But the tip of the nose is only a small part.
"Hey, this is ink, it's coming out!"
Gongshu Qiu was surprised to turn the copper rod upside down and found that ink actually came out from the tip of the pen and spread from the howling wolf hair.
Very strange.
In the entire hall, there were more than 300 people, one by one, picking up papers and small tubes from the box and looking at them for unknown reasons.
Looks more like a curious baby.
If this were done in future generations, even primary school students would be able to skillfully pick up a small tube and write on the paper.
But here.
A group of smart and decisive adults were tinkering with paper and small tubes, but they didn't know what to do.
Listening to the noisy and bustling hall, Ying Cheng remained silent from beginning to end, letting these people explore on their own.
This thing is simpler than one plus one.
He felt that by teaching these people to write, he was insulting their intelligence.
And at this moment.
"Ah, this is, this is, this, this can write, this can write!"
I don't know who was tinkering with it, but discovered the shocking secret of the paper, and screamed on the spot.
"Oh my god, incredible, incredible, this is writing, writing!"
These silly screams.
All the officials in the room who were looking at the paper and the small tube woke up and stared at the small tube in their hands and the paper in their hands in disbelief.
It was like thunder exploding in my mind.
"Write!"
After Li Zhan heard the sound, he was the first to climb on the table and smashed the paper in his hand on the table.
follow closely.
He took the small tube and quickly drew on the paper.
The same goes for Gongzihuai.
So did Zhang Rang.
So does Shu Sun Tong.
So is Gongshuqiu.
So does Zuo Guang.
So is Wu Shiluo.
So does Hu Xiu.
So does Zhuo Cheng.
…
One official after another.
As if he had discovered something shocking, he picked up the paper and the small tube in a panic.
"Ah ah ah, how do you use this thing? How do you open it?"
"I'm so anxious. This thing of mine has no ink. How did you get the ink out? Inkstone, where is the inkstone? Why is there no inkstone!"
"Give me yours (grab it)... Oh my God, my God, this, this, this is something to write on, this is something to write on."
"Give it back to me. Just turn this thing right over and the ink will come out by itself. You're such a coward."
"What is this thing? It is simply a thing made in heaven for writing. Moreover, and...this thing has one, two, three...a dozen big boxes."
"There are probably thousands of pieces in this big box!"
"You can write a lot of words on this piece!"
"hiss!"
Gradually, the noisy officials turned to look at Ying Cheng one by one.
Staring at Ying Cheng excitedly.
That look in his eyes seemed to swallow Ying Cheng whole.