Datang: God-level son-in-law, salted fish will become stronger

The people in the village retreated to both sides of the street to make way for Li Er.

"See Your Majesty."

"See Your Majesty."

......

Li Er looked at the well-dressed and rosy-faced people of Mangya Village, and his gloomy face was replaced by joy, "Folks, you don't need to be polite, I know that most of you fled to Mangya Village after their homes were destroyed. The court's fault."

"I came here specially to see you today, to see if you need my help, the court's help, or even if you have any grievances, you can tell me, and I will definitely make the decision for you."

Hearing this, the civil and military officials behind Li Er were stupefied.

Are you here to comfort the people?

Are you here to be the master of the people?

You really know how to be a man. Seeing that the people are doing well, if you come out to pretend to be a wave, there is really no one.

Coming out to harvest a wave of prestige at this time is really amazing.

"Returning to Your Majesty, since we were called into Mangya Village by the son-in-law, we have been given the fields and houses, and our lives have become better and better."

"My son-in-law not only gave us an acre of land, but also provided us with farm tools and seeds. Even the food we eat on weekdays is provided by my son-in-law, so we can pay back after we collect the grain."

"Your Majesty doesn't have to worry about us people anymore. With the Prince Consort here, we will never have enough to eat, no clothes to cover our bodies, and no sleep in the open."

"Your Majesty, now in our Mangya Village, everyone has a house to live in, and everyone has land to farm. Not only does the son-in-law not collect our land rent, but he also allows us to work in the village's workshop to make money during the slack season."

The people around had joy on their faces, and they responded one after another.

When it comes to Qin Mu, the people in the village all reveal their joy and happiness.

As soon as these words came out, all the surrounding officials suppressed their smiles.

Because of this matter, Li Er's reputation was not reaped, but it was reaped by Qin Mu.

"Okay!" Li Er nodded and said gratifiedly: "It seems that my idea of ​​transferring you to Mangya Village was correct. Qin Mu did not disappoint me. Seeing that you are doing well, I am very relieved. I am so relieved..."

The eldest grandson Wuji, Fang Xuanling and the humerus ministers looked at Li Er in a daze.

This is too shameless.

These refugees were recruited by you, weren't they taken in by Qin Mu himself?

Have a fart relationship with you?

You didn't even produce a single grain of food, okay?

Qin Mu and Xiangcheng looked at each other and smiled, Li Erbaipiao's kung fu really got stronger and stronger.

Quietly made a wave of political achievements for himself.

"Your Majesty Shengming."

"Your Majesty Shengming."

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The surrounding people saluted one after another and said in unison.

After hearing this, Li Er finally nodded in satisfaction. This trip was worthwhile.

Immediately, Li Er turned his head to look at Qin Mu who was at the side, and muttered, "Qin Mu, lead the way ahead, and show me and all my lovers a look at the paper-making workshop and printing workshop."

At this time, Li Er's gloomy mood recovered a lot. He didn't expect Qin Mu to manage Mangya Village in an orderly manner.

In the future, Mangya Village can be made a benchmark for the development of Gyeonggi-do, so that officials at all levels can come to see how the people are governed. If they are like Mangya Village, the development of Datang will surely advance by leaps and bounds.

Xu Gongqing, who rushed over from the side, hurriedly led the way, "Your Majesty, please come with your humble post. The paper workshop and printing workshop are not far ahead."

At this time Xu Gongqing saw Li Er and all the civil and military officials coming, and he no longer had the fear of the past.

Perhaps other village leaders never had the chance to meet Li Er, but Xu Gongqing got used to it.

For a moment.

Under the leadership of Xu Gongqing, a group of people came to the paper making workshop.

The craftsmen inside are in full swing, and the strong smell of pulp and wood can be smelled clearly from a mile away.

"Your Majesty, please, please, in order to provide sufficient books for Mangya Academy, the workshop is making paper in shifts of twelve hours. The first batch of books should have been transported to Mangya Academy. I don't know if Your Majesty has seen it."

Xu Gongqing led everyone into the paper workshop, and introduced it to Li Er.

Speaking of this time, Li Er couldn't help but blush. If he said that he came to find fault, he wondered if it would dampen Xu Gongqing's enthusiasm.

"Mr. Xu, Your Majesty has seen it before, but you don't believe it was produced by our Mangya Village paper mill and printing workshop. Now you are here to find out. You should introduce it to His Majesty."

"And those few adults, let them have a good time to visit, so as not to say that our son-in-law is talking nonsense and being arrogant."

Xiangcheng followed Li Er and added a sentence.

Hearing this, Li Er vomited blood angrily: It is said that the daughter is father's caring little padded jacket, but my f-cking little padded jacket is obviously a bit leaky.

Chapter 136: The Courtyard of Books

After hearing this, Xu Gongqing showed a wry smile on his face, and said in a deep voice: "In this case, Your Majesty and all the adults should go to the warehouse with their humble posts."

"If you go further inside, it will involve the core secrets of papermaking in my Mangya Village. These things are strictly forbidden to be leaked. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Hearing this, Li Er nodded, "It's okay, you just lead the way, and we can go to the warehouse to store as many papers as we need."

Xu Gongqing led the way, and the group crossed the courtyard and came to the warehouse.

In the compound, there is a row of more than a dozen large warehouses, all of which are locked with huge locks, and there are people guarding the surroundings.

Xu Gongqing stepped forward, took out the key, and opened the warehouse door.

The fragrance of paper rushed towards their faces in an instant, and everyone looked through the beam of light that shot into the warehouse, and saw the piles of paper.

Immediately, an inexplicable shock came to my heart.

to be frank.

Li Er and the ministers had never seen so much paper.

Even in the palace treasury, it can't compare to the paper stock in this warehouse.

"This... is this the amount of paper stored in Mangya Village?" Li Er asked in astonishment.

"Mangya Village?" Xu Gongqing smiled helplessly, "To tell you the truth, the paper in this warehouse is only the daily output of the paper mill."

"The entire [-] warehouses of paper are only half a month's output of the paper mill."

Followed by.

More than a dozen warehouses around were opened, and the paper fragrance permeated the air, soaking into the heart and lungs.

Looking at the paper in the fifteen warehouses, Li Er and all the civil and military officials were speechless in shock.

The paper produced by this paper workshop in half a month is almost equal to the paper produced by the entire Tang Dynasty in half a month.

When did paper become so easy to make?

When did paper become so worthless?

When did paper become so free to use?

"How about father?" Xiangcheng looked at Li Er who was stunned and shocked, and said in a deep thought: "My son-in-law didn't lie to you, did you believe that the paper output of our small workshop in Mangya Village is not a lie this time?"

"Paper is no longer a rare item in Mangya Village."

"You... where did you get so many green vines? You found a way to cultivate green vines?" Li Er stared at Xiangcheng in disbelief.

"No." Fang Xuanling stood up from the side, "This paper incense is different from the paper fragrance made from ivy. The paper incense in this courtyard has a faint woody fragrance."

"Besides, I just observed carefully, and there is no trace of ivy in this paper mill. Instead, there are a lot of wood piled up like a mountain. If my son-in-law guessed correctly, your paper is made of wood pulp. "

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar around.

"Wood...Wood makes paper? How is this possible? If wood can make paper, how can paper be so rare?"

"Impossible. Someone has tried to make paper from wood pulp. The viscosity of the wood pulp produced is too low to be usable."

"My son-in-law is a bull. Each of you, don't be dissatisfied with the seven or eight. The son-in-law will always be a god."

After hearing Fang Xuanling's words, the surrounding people became even more uneasy.

Qin Mu nodded, and said lightly: "That's right, these papers are indeed made of wood, which is why the production volume of the paper mill is extremely high and the cost is extremely low."

These words came out of Qin Mu's own mouth, and those who questioned them shut their mouths instantly.

They think it is better not to talk.

After all, this warehouse full of papers is piled up here, if they talk about anything else, they will hit themselves in the face.

"Wood can be used to make paper?" Li Er looked at Qin Mu, his eyes shining brightly, "Qin Mu, you can't just joke about this."

At this moment, Li Er no longer cares about who is right and who is wrong, who wins and who loses.

If wood can be used to make paper, it has extremely important strategic development significance for Datang.

Qin Mu said casually: "This warehouse full of paper is right in front of His Majesty, if His Majesty doesn't believe it, I have nothing to do."

"Hehe..." A smile appeared on Li Er's face immediately, and he said quietly: "I didn't mean that, you have to know, I actually believed you from the beginning."

"It's just that if Mangya Village doesn't come, there must be some people who don't believe it."

After Li Er finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at those family officials who had been beeping.

Those officials and Li Er looked at each other for a moment, their faces turned green.

Nima is cheating.

Your ability to shake the pot is really no one else.

You didn't question it?You goddamn didn't question it!

"Hehe..." Qin Mu said with a half-smile: "Your Majesty, you are thinking about my paper mill, right? With your character, you will not do such a tricky thing."

"Tsk, you kid..." Li Er frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "We'll discuss this matter later, I'll go to the printing workshop first, maybe there will be other gains."

After Li Er finished speaking, without waiting for Qin Mu's reaction, he walked out of the paper workshop first, for fear that Qin Mu would say something to him again.

Xiangcheng came to Qin Mu's side, and said softly, "Husband, it seems that you are the only one who can manage this father, and he will never be able to stand up to you as an emperor in front of you."

Qin Mu smiled helplessly, "I can't help it, because His Majesty always wants to waste our things."

For a moment.

A group of people came to the printing workshop, and there were too many secrets involved in the printing workshop.

Xu Gongqing directly brought everyone to the warehouse.

There are more warehouses in the printing workshop than in the paper workshop. There are twenty rooms in a row, and each room is full of books.

Li Er and all civil and military officials were dazzled and dizzy.

They had never seen so many books in their lives.

Kong Yingda, Lu Deming and the other scholars stared wide-eyed. They finally understood the meaning of Qin Mu's words.

Let the poor families in the world have books to read, this will no longer be an empty phrase.

Just a small paper workshop and printing workshop can print so many books.

That won't take long.

Paper and books are no longer a dream beyond the reach of poor families.

"My son-in-law... my son-in-law." Kong Yingda called out in a daze, "Can I come in and take a look at these books?"

After the words fell, everyone's eyes fell on Qin Mu, full of anticipation.

Qin Mu nodded, and replied flatly, "My lords, please go ahead."

Just a moment.

Everyone scattered and rushed into different warehouses, wanting to swim in the ocean of knowledge.

Li Er paced outside the warehouse, his eyes swept back and forth between the warehouses, his face could not restrain the joy.

Get rich, get rich, papermaking, printing...

Li Er thought back and forth in his mind, he did not expect that the papermaking and printing techniques in Mangya Village were so proficient.