svetikya Chapter 171
Chapter 171
"Your Highness, really can't you reveal it?"
"I don't have a physical object now, how can I reveal it to you? It takes as little as two months for you to see the real thing. "
Two months?"
He can afford this.
"The way and method of collecting those books may be too direct and concise, but Your Majesty also has to do this for the sake of future generations, if you can't wait for a year, then simply start the army now, I give them this opportunity, station the army in Yingchuan County, and we will fight to the death."
Zhang Liang wiped a cold sweat and was stationed in Yingchuan County?
Isn't that getting yourself into trouble.
Fusu took Zhang Liang to the paper mill and gave him a brief description of the function of paper.
Zhang Liang was shocked to hear it.
If this paper could really be made, there would really be no need to keep those books.
After all, that thing is too bulky to collect.
Just like Fusu said, once the paper comes out, the disciples of the hundreds of families will really happily burn the books in their hands.
"Zifang, the first batch of paper, it will take two months to make at the earliest, if you want to manufacture it in large quantities, it will take a year to say less, so this matter still has to trouble you, whether they will happily burn it themselves after a year, or now crying and watching me burn, it depends on how you say."
"I did my best to convince them."
When Zhang Liang was about to leave, Fusu said again: "There is not much paper made in the first batch, I will select some obedient sects among the hundreds of families to let them copy their teachings in advance."
Looking at Zhang Liang's back as he left, a smile appeared at the corner of Fusu's mouth.
It is best to be able to explain to those anti-Qin forces, but it doesn't make sense, just in one net.
As long as the imperial examination comes out, they want to study what they want, but if they want to be officials, they must follow their rules.
If they are not interested in being an official, they will sit at home and study the little yellow book every day, and no one will pay attention to them.
"Burn, burn me!"
On the way back to the palace, Fusu saw a few rich children burning books there.
There were also several middle-aged people kneeling on the ground, pleading bitterly there.
He couldn't help but frown.
Dare to overstep the line....
He had to burn the books.
Fusu took the guards and came to him quickly, and the surrounding people fell to their knees one after another.
Those arrogant rich disciples saw Fusu's arrival and hurriedly saluted.
"I have seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
"What is this burning?"
One of the people who took the lead said with a high spirit: "Returning to the prince, it is the doctrine of the sons and hundreds of families. "
Poof!
Fusu pulled out the sword at his waist and cut off the man's head with a sword.
Frightened, those rich children retreated.
They didn't expect Fusu to kill people on the street.
"Your Highness, he is, he is the son of Lord Wei Feng Yu."
Fu Su snorted coldly, pointed his sword at the man who spoke, and asked: "Your Majesty has an order, all these books are stored in my mansion, and I will destroy them centrally, you are disobeying the imperial order." "
Plop!"
The remaining few people knelt on the ground one after another, trembling their voices, and said: "Your Highness, isn't this, isn't it all the same, in the end it is still going to be burned."
"Your wife is going to have a child after all, and giving birth to my child is the same as giving birth to your child?"
"This..."
they were tempted to say the same.
If they can give birth to Fusu's children, they also have light on their faces.
"Come on, cut them all down!"
"Your Highness sparing your life, Your Highness sparing your life, it's all that Feng Lin's idea, and it has nothing to do with us."
"Let your parents go to Lord Feng Yu's mansion to ask for an explanation."
Fusu waved his hand, and these people were cut down by Fusu's guards on the street.
The surrounding people were grateful to Fusu.
Although Fusu said that these books were burned by Fusu, it was also a year later, and in a year's time, they could completely memorize them.
Fusu asked the guards to hang the bodies at the city gates, and at the same time posted notices warning those who were about to move that the books must be burned by him.
Lianyi said with a worried expression: "Husband, you killed Feng Yao's son, I am afraid that he will come to his father and emperor to file a complaint at that time.
Fusu smiled.
Complain?
I was about to go to Zhangtai Palace.
Fusu asked Lianyi to go back first, and came to Zhangtai Palace alone.
This time, as soon as Ying Zheng heard that Fusu asked for a meeting, he immediately let him in, and no one dared to stop him.
"Did Wu'er think of any good strategy for governing the country again?"
Ying Zheng looked at Fusu expectantly.
Fusu was embarrassed, you are addicted.
I have a lot in my heart, and I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it.
"Father, just now, the children passed by the West Street, and there were several children who burned books without authorization and were killed by the children on the street."
"Kill and kill, I didn't say let them burn, this is defying the king's order."
Ying Zhengcai didn't care about Fusu killing a few people.
He now wants to hear about Fusu's statecraft.
"Father, the territory of Daqin will become larger and larger in the future, and the management of this county will become more and more troublesome..." Before
Fusu's words were finished, he was interrupted by Yu Zheng.
"You don't want to restart the sub-sealing system, do you?"
Having killed Chun Yuyue before, he did not surrender to Fusu.
Unexpectedly, Fusu now took advantage of his favor and dared to mention this again.
"How can the sons and daughters have this idea, I want to let the father add another layer of management on the basis of the county."
"Tell me about specifics?"
"The father emperor can manage according to the division of the nine prefectures of China, with the prefecture as the region, and each prefecture has a thorn history and a number of auxiliary officials to supervise the daily affairs of each county, so that the father emperor does not need to deal with so many recitals."
Ying Zheng thought for a while, and then slapped his thigh, "Okay, that's a good idea."
"The sons and daughters felt that the power of the prefecture to assassinate the history was too great, and while repeating the mistake of the division system, the appointment of the county guard was still decided by the imperial court, and the assassination history was only responsible for supervision."
"Wu'er really has the qualifications of a virtuous king."
"This is not what the father taught well."