They all want to hug my thighs

"Is there any news from the embassy now?" Zhou Fu asked Zhao Gao.

"No," Zhao Gao shook his head.

Logically speaking, this is impossible. It has been so long since Li Jiancheng was assassinated, and the prince of a country has been missing for two full days. How could the embassy not come to report the case?

"Send someone to the embassy to see what is going on with the envoys of the Tang Kingdom?" Zhou Fu felt that the mountains and rains were about to come, and now the dark tide was raging, and he felt a little uneasy. He took off the dark black crown clothes and put on Clothes that are convenient for traveling, said to Zhao Gao: "I always feel that there seems to be a bigger conspiracy in it."

"Slaves, let your spies go to the embassy to find out!"

When Li Jiancheng was out of danger, two full days had passed. During these two days, first his closest loyal servant was seriously injured and died, and then the slums were besieged by dead soldiers. After everything was over, Jing Ke was leading the poor to rebuild their homes. This nobleman who wasted a lot of her precious medicinal materials finally woke up.

Li Jiancheng was still a little confused when he woke up. The woman in front of him took the rough cloth from his forehead and said to the people next to him: "He is awake, please trouble Brother Cao to inform the young master."

The person next to him responded and left without a sound. Judging by his sophistical haunting skills, he must not be the guard of an ordinary family.

Before he was attacked, he was invited to watch a play in the Lanqin Garden of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Lanqin Garden is located in the west of the capital of the Zhou Dynasty, and its location is remote. However, what few people know is that Lanqin Garden is very close to the cold palace of the Zhou Palace. So close to just one street away.

However, it is this street that blocks the interaction between the outside world and the slums. This street is called the abandoned street, and it is a place where garbage is piled up. Every day, people pile these unprocessable garbage on this abandoned street. After a long time, the stench here is so bad that normal people would not want to get close to it.

And those who are willing to come here are those homeless refugees, just because there are rotten and discarded food, tattered old clothes, and piles of waste products.

No one knows when the slum was built. When everyone was caught off guard, the slum had become a shelter for abandoned children and the elderly.

Li Jiancheng was coerced and hunted down, and his loyal servant rushed him into the abandoned street with the determination to die. Both of them suffered serious injuries.

At this moment, Li Jiancheng woke up from a deep sleep, only feeling a splitting headache, his limbs were stiff and rattling. He looked at the dark ceiling with cobwebs and dust between the ceilings, and guessed that he might have been rescued by people in the slums. up.

"Where's Uncle Zhong?" Li Jiancheng thought of his body being soaked in blood, more than half of which was the blood of loyal servants, and his heart felt like a knife.He sat up abruptly, completely forgetting the consequences of numbness and pain all over his body after a high fever. It was fine if he couldn't sit up, but fell hard on the bed instead.

"The loyal servant who sent you here has been seriously injured and died," said the cold and heartless voice of the woman next to her, without any warmth.

Li Jiancheng suddenly pulled into his fist, his teeth were gritting, and his nails dug into the flesh.

After a long time, his hoarse voice sounded again: "Girl, you saved me?"

He glanced sideways at the slightly dilapidated houses around him, secretly guessing the identity of the person who rescued him.

The girl turned around, with cold eyes, icy muscles and fine bones, her ink-like hair was tied up with a simple wooden hairpin, and a simple black gauze skirt wrapped her graceful waist.

What a cold and unparalleled iceberg beauty!

The Tang country where Li Jiancheng lives is mostly charming and plump. When I first saw a woman like Jing Ke, I was immediately shocked.It's not that he has never seen beautiful women, but he has never seen a woman who can be like the one in front of him. a long distance away.

If Jing Ke knew what this man was up to, he would smash his dog's head off and let him know why the flowers are so popular!

The old Li family has one thing in common, whether it is the father Li Yuan, Li Jiancheng's second brother Li Shimin, or Li Jiancheng himself, they all have deep facial control.But even for face control, their brains are all online when it comes to major events. None of the men in Lao Li's family will do bad things because of female sex.

Therefore, Li Jiancheng only came back to his senses after being stunned for a moment, with a clear and calm expression, thinking rationally about the predicament he was facing.

"You'd better not get up on your own." The girl was as cold and clear as a spring, and it seemed that her soul had been washed in her ears: "You have suffered a serious injury, don't loosen the bandage, I won't do it again Help you tie it."

After Jing Ke finished speaking indifferently, he handed him the torn coat from before.

The implication is that this girl took care of all his wounds.

Seeing that this man was reserved and shy, Jing Ke took the coat away with a blushing face, and sneered in his heart: These nobles are thin-skinned, and even old men from poor backgrounds are more generous than him.

Seeing that the girl looked at him with frost, Li Jiancheng thanked him politely.

"Don't thank me too early, brother Cao is going to tell the young master, if the young master doesn't agree, you still have to get out of here," Jing Ke said with a poisonous mouth but not bad, she said expressionlessly, as if someone had offended her territory tigress.

That being said, Li Jiancheng's injuries have been taken care of, and she has taken care of everything that needs to be rescued and done, and Zhou Fu will not leave Li Jiancheng outside.

Li Jiancheng secretly guessed who the son they were talking about would be, lying quietly on the bed, the scenes from the attack he had been attacked up to now floated chaotically in his mind, and the back of Uncle Zhong rushing forward into the garbage dump with him on his back.

While Li Jiancheng was lying on the bed for a while, no less than three people came to see Dr. Jing, some asked her how her wounds were treated, some asked her about the construction of the building, and some asked about her personnel arrangements. After coming down, although these people called her Dr. Jing, the woman knew a little bit about everything, like a local snake in the slums, strong and sharp, unambiguous, but also admirable and convincing.

With such a unique woman as a subordinate, what kind of person is the son she is talking about?

Li Jiancheng guessed that it might be a humble gentleman with a son like jade, or a peerless master with a more domineering personality, but he never thought that it would be a child who has not yet grown hair.

"Thank you, Bishamon, for saving my life, my lord," Li Jiancheng struggled for a long time, relying on amazing willpower to endure the pain and numbness of his muscles, and leaned against the bed with difficulty.

The young man that the glamorous girl spoke of looked like he was in his teens, with a delicate and cute appearance, a petite body, and his height was in the gap between the growth of a child and a teenager, with the lush and vigorous vitality that a teenager should have.

Li Jiancheng should be thankful that Zhou Fu really doesn't have the ability to read minds, otherwise, because of his "serious injury" to Zhou Fu's height, Zhou Fu might become angry and have someone smash his dog's head for the second time.

Strange, doesn't Li Jiancheng know me?Zhou Fu was wondering in his heart that now Li Jiancheng had experienced a high fever and accidents, and had a face that Zhou Fu could see. Zhou Fu was a little excited when he saw a historical celebrity for the first time. He thought that Li Jiancheng should know himself. After all, after the envoys entered the Zhou Dynasty, Emperor Zhou held a reception banquet for them, and it was because of this that Zhao Gao recognized Li Jiancheng's identity.

Zhou Fu looked at Zhao Gao who was standing beside him.But Li Jiancheng's gaze swept over Zhao Gao and landed on him, as if he didn't recognize him at all.Zhou Fu's little thoughts turned around.

Before the spies heard the news from the embassy, ​​Li Jiancheng had to be kept in the slum first, and he couldn't be allowed to go back hastily!

As for this moment, since the injured Li Jiancheng didn't know them, why don't they just put on a little vest?Zhou Fu's eyeballs rolled, he had to pave the way for going back and forth in the slums.

Zhou Fu looked like a showman in an instant, his eyes became proud, and his clean temperament gradually disappeared.Putting away the usual reserved feelings of being an emperor one by one, Zhou Fu looked down on people with the immaturity and self-willedness that young people should have.

Zhou Fu said to Li Jiancheng: "It was Sister Jing who saved you, you should thank Sister Jing."

Jing Ke didn't react when she heard this address at first, she was startled for a while, then turned her head to see Zhao Gao was winking at her, immediately put away the strange look, and said, "My lord, this person's origin is unknown, you still want to keep him here?" ?”

Jing Ke's reaction was quick, Zhou Fu gave her a glance of approval, this girl has a future!

"Now that a wave of assassins have been repelled, the slums have been exposed," Zhou Fu said shaking his head, and he asked Li Jiancheng, "You call yourself Bishamon? But you are from Beidi?"

Li Jiancheng denied it: "Young Master, don't worry, I'm Han."

Li Jiancheng's small characters originated from the prevalence of Buddhism in the Tang Dynasty. The God of Wealth and Dharma Protector respected by both Tibetan Buddhism and Chinese Buddhism is called Bishamon Heavenly King.

But Dazhou is far away from Tang, and Buddhism is not prevalent in Dazhou. No one here knows that the crown prince of Tang is named Bishamon!

"If I believe what you say, wouldn't it be embarrassing for me?" Zhou Fu blinked and said shamelessly.

Li Jiancheng was dumbfounded by the young boy's words. It was really inconvenient for him to reveal his identity here. Exposure to this would not be good for the safety of the poor here or himself.

"Forget it, you don't ask where you came from in the slums, not to mention that you were saved by sister Jing with a lot of precious medicinal materials, you should sell yourself to pay off the debt," the young man said proudly and willfully, while he The people around him doted on him.

The attendant next to the young boy asked: "Young master, do you want to keep this person to do hard work?"

Li Jiancheng opened his mouth and did not refute. He really has nowhere to go now, let alone return to the embassy casually. After the death of Uncle Zhong, how many trustworthy people can he have by his side?

"But you did cause us trouble before. The day before yesterday we repelled a wave of dead soldiers. Although we captured some of them, we sacrificed a few brothers." Sitting on the side, Zhou Fu said angrily .

Zhao Gao lowered his head to cover his slightly curved mouth, while Dr. Jing's mouth twitched. His Majesty said this as if they were bandits in the village.

"Although the progress of the interrogation is not very good, we also know that among those who chased and killed you, there are court officials in the court. I think you are very human, you have to remember that you owe us The lives of the heroes and brothers in the slums owed Elder Sister Jing a pile of precious medicinal materials." Zhou Fu smiled innocently and said, "Big brother, tell me what you can do first, so we can arrange what you do as soon as possible." .”

Li Jiancheng was very polite. Even though Zhou Fu deliberately asked rudely and capriciously to detain him in the slum, he did not refute. Instead, he followed the wayward young man's words and said: "It is the disaster that Bishamon brought to the young master and everyone in the slum. It's just that if I stay here, will someone continue to assassinate? At that time, the young master will be implicated."

Zhou Fu knew that Li Jiancheng did not fully trust them, so he had to find a way to stabilize him.

Li Jiancheng speculated that these might be "rebels" organized in the slums, and the young man was their leader.But this young man is a bit too capricious. It is rare that the people around him dote on him all the time. Observing the loyalty of these people, it is a bit like loyal servants cultivated by a big family.

There is still a question mark in his heart about the identity of the young man himself.

However, Li Jiancheng really had nowhere to go now, he only hoped that those personal guards he brought to Tang could find him as soon as possible.

He is not familiar with Zhou Guo now, and Uncle Zhong died again.There may also be spies in the embassy, ​​and he can't trust anyone until his personal guards find him.Whether these assassins were from the Tang Dynasty or from the Great Zhou Dynasty, he didn't know, and since the slums led by the young man in front of him were able to repel the first wave of assassins, they could also repel the second and third waves in the future.

But why would they throw an olive branch at such a big trouble as him?

Li Jiancheng didn't know why his movements were discovered by those assassins.Before that, he was invited by Prince Yan to watch a play in Lanqin Garden.I don't know if the prince of Yan was also involved, causing him to be attacked?

"We're going to rebuild the ruined street. If you come from an aristocratic family like you, your ability to read and appreciate things is not weak, right? If you are a dude, we can only arrange for you to do odd jobs to pay off your debts. I think you have an extraordinary demeanor. I'm afraid you are not an ordinary person. How could he be an illiterate playboy?" Zhou Fu sat on the chair, dangling his calf, the old god said to the ground.

"Of course, we have to repay you for protecting you," Zhou Fu looked at Li Jiancheng's eyes that gradually relaxed, "Jin Zi, when your loyal subordinates come to pick you up, remember to ask them to bring enough ransom!"

The young boy looked at him as if he was looking at a gold mine, and his sparkling eyes were like a cat seeing a fish. Li Jiancheng quietly heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, asked for something, and finally knew their purpose of taking him in.

"The ability to appreciate objects and read and write is not a problem," Li Jiancheng said with relief, and agreed to their request for the time being, which was also the result of helplessness.

Zhou Fu smiled with satisfaction, "Welcome to join the slums. We need talents like you. After that, you will follow sister Jing's arrangement."

Jing Ke glanced at Zhou Fu in surprise, and said in a face-saving way: "In this case, I will be responsible for supervising him. If this person does something that is not good for the young master, I will let him live and die."

The cold woman is like a rose with thorns, and she has a strong sense of wariness towards others.

After Li Jiancheng was arranged in this way, Zhao Gao left for a while and whispered a few words in Zhou Fu's ear when he came back.

Zhou Fu was stunned for a moment, shocked by the news, he maintained his character design, and asked Jing Ke, "How is the construction of the slums going?"

Jing Kehui reported: "My lord, some foundations have been laid for the abandoned house in front of me. I borrowed the former building for reconstruction, but there is still a lack of some materials. We are sending people to the abandoned street to find materials for building houses and furniture. "

When Zhou Fu heard Jing Ke mention Waste Street, he was a little curious, and wanted to follow him to have a look.

Zhao Gao hurriedly stopped Zhou Fu, pursed his thin lips slightly, and said disapprovingly: "My lord, the waste street is filthy and the scene is unsightly, so you should not go there. Not to mention the smell, it's extremely bad , smelling too much is not good for the body."

Zhou Fu just wanted to take a look, he was very curious about the place where people in Dazhou piled up their garbage.

After bidding farewell to Li Jiancheng and Jing Ke, Zhou Fu pulled Zhao Gao, and repeatedly assured that he was only watching from a distance.

"Are you sure that Li Jiancheng in the embassy is a fake?" Zhou Fu walked side by side with Zhao Gao, whispering, this is exactly what Zhao Gao told him just now.

They walked to the door of the slum, looking at the scene of a mountainous deserted street, with everything inside, and a continuous stream of stench.

"Yes, Yu Rang is the best at hiding among the hidden guards under the servants. He took a chance to observe closely. Although that man is very similar to Li Jiancheng, he is not a dog like a tiger, and his behavior is exaggerated and false."

Zhou Fu nodded, "Stabilize Li Jiancheng first, and don't expose him to others."

"Those assassins will not let it go," Zhao Gao said worriedly, "Will the people behind the scenes find out that His Majesty has intervened in this matter?"

Zhou Fu looked at the garbage mountain and became deeply worried about Da Zhou's sanitary environment.

"That's why I have to create a new identity to confuse the people behind the scenes, making him think that the reason why the assassin failed was because he kicked the iron plate, not because Emperor Zhou grabbed his tail," Zhou Fu thought deeply Policy.

"It's time for the Ghetto Alliance, let's build an organization here."

But in the current environment, won't the poor get sick?

When Zhou Fu thought about the sanitation environment, relevant knowledge popped up in his mind.For example, the rectification direction of the sanitation environment and the way of rectification of the sanitation environment.Environmental sanitation generally includes drinking water treatment, waste treatment, including sewage treatment, garbage treatment, food hygiene and so on.

These knowledge points tell him that human beings have a very significant impact on the process of the ecological system. Due to the rapid increase and concentration of population, drinking water, waste pollution, and environmental pollution will continue to aggravate. Therefore, it is necessary to use scientific methods to plan and design. control.

This is a huge project, and what's more, the people of Dazhou have habitually left waste on the abandoned streets.Over the years, the abandoned street has formed a super huge garbage dump.

Zhou Fu thought about it, if he issued a decree as the emperor, it is obviously impossible to order people to clean it up, and it will cost countless manpower and material resources.The slums are born from the abandoned streets. As long as there are refugees in Zhou Wangdu, they will look for this place and beg to join in seeking asylum.

In this case, rely on these people in the slums, gather more homeless people, push them out to rectify these abandoned things, so as to expand the team and influence, and then further develop the abandoned street.The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was feasible, so he approached Zhao Gao and discussed it with Jing Ke brothers and sisters.

"Your Majesty, this will not attract the attention of others. If it becomes bigger, I am afraid that officers and soldiers will come to encircle and suppress it."

"No, the abandoned things have piled up like a mountain, and this area has almost become a deserted place. The officers and soldiers will not be able to find this place for a while. Only Pang Juan and the assassins behind the scenes, who only want to kill people and silence them, will Willing to cross the waste street to come here."

Jing Ke thought about it, but felt that this matter was feasible.Because she is a famous doctor here, there will be beggars coming to him constantly. She has tried her best to help these people, but she often fails to take care of more refugees.Now if the scope can be expanded and the support of His Majesty is obtained, that would be great.

Isn't the reason why she is so obsessed with money, and she looks at gold, because she wants to support more people?

She was originally a fugitive slave from the Ba Kingdom. After she escaped from the Ba Kingdom, she went through untold hardships and experienced countless dangers. On the verge of death, she was rescued by Jing Ke and adopted as a righteous sister.

After the big week.In the slums, I felt the rare warmth in life and had a strong sense of belonging here. Therefore, she hoped that the slums would become better and better. On a warm day, that's even better.

"The most urgent task now is to send people to deal with the wave of garbage closest to us. Sorting them, recycling the usable ones, and finding ways to make them disappear if they are not usable," Zhou Fu suggested.

"The garbage has been piled up for a long time, if it is burned, it may release more poisonous gas." Zhao Gao reminded Zhou Fu.

Zhou Fu tilted his head and asked, "Is there a place for development near here?"

Jing Ke shook his head: "Where the abandoned street is located, the slums are wrapped between the abandoned street and the cold palace."

Zhao Gao said: "If you want to talk about the land of pioneering, the empty Leng Palace is the most spacious and huge. The whole Leng Palace is like ruins, and the people living in it are the concubines who were deposed by the former emperor. There are not many deposed concubines of the late emperor, only two. Three, those people are like demons, crazy, and stupid. If His Majesty wants to move this place, you can move these people out of the cold palace and find another place to settle."

Zhou Fu thought about it, Lenggong was like a barren mountain, deserted and open, it was indeed a huge place, and there was a high wall blocking the slums and Lenggong.

"Why don't you order someone to break through the wall?"

"But Your Majesty!" Zhao Gao frowned and said, "If the Leng Palace is connected with the civilian slums, the safety of the Zhou Palace will not be guaranteed in the future. You have not gathered all the forbidden troops, and by doing so you are exposing yourself to danger. I think it’s not worth the loss.”

Zhou Fu thought about it, "Lenggong is indeed a good place. It is open and sparsely populated on weekdays. However, it is not suitable as a burning place. The poisonous gas produced in it will affect the palace."

There are two ways to dispose of urban waste, landfill and incineration, and landfill would cause too much damage to the land, Zhou Fu is obviously unwilling to rely on landfill to dispose of these wastes.

"Then set aside a separate piece of land on the waste street and build a place for burning garbage."

Fortunately, in this era, there are mostly simple and pure materials, and things that seriously pollute the environment, such as plastics that appear in my mind, have not yet been produced.

What Zhou Fu could think of was really limited. He missed Sima Zhong very much at this moment. Sima Zhong would definitely be able to dig out more of his little knowledge and express more opinions.

But then I thought about my brain that was stimulated and "tortured" by Sima Zhong last time, and I still have lingering fears.

Zhou Fu said: "The land of Lenggong still needs to be used. Find a way to kick Lenggong out of Zhou Palace. Or just say it is haunted, and then build a new wall. But how to arrange those concubines?"

He struggled for a while, then sighed: "I know the cold palace is not a good place, those abandoned concubines are often ignored in the palace, maybe they don't have enough food and clothing..."

They don't have any servants around them to serve them, so their lives are already worse than death, if they are not crazy.Zhou Fu intends to ask them if they are willing to live a new life, if they are still crazy, then make another palace to gather them for the elderly, anyway, it is the elders after all.

"Forget it, let's talk about it after I go to investigate the situation." Zhou Fu shook his head, he had to eat food bite by bite, and the road had to be walked step by step, he couldn't be too hasty.

What else can Zhao Gao do? Zhao Gao, who is already used to pampering His Majesty, of course "marry a chicken and follow a chicken, marry a dog and follow a dog", no, it is to clear all obstacles for Your Majesty.

Zhao Gao interrupted Zhou Futian's free-spirited thinking: "Your Majesty, if you want to expand the slums and build walls, it will cost a lot of money."

wow-

A basin of cold water poured over Zhou Fu's body to cool him down.

That's right, the Sijin Department has lost so much money, and some of the money has been made into false accounts, and it is impossible to find out where it went.According to the records in the ledger, Zhou Fu arrested several senior ministers from the Sijin Department, but he couldn't save more than half of the state treasury that was almost emptied by those people.

Thinking of the turmoil in the ruling and opposition parties, there is another tough battle to be fought in the early court.Zhou Fu suddenly had one head and two big ones, he secretly thought about where is the best way to get money?

Zhou Fu Fu forehead, hard to think, hard to think...

The knowledge points in his mind finally gave him some advice.

How to make money fast?

You can sell items you don't want, such as handicrafts, provided you are ingenious.For example, if you don't have time to make exquisite items, you can break colored glass bottles, grind them up, and sell them as beach glass in bags. These small pieces of glass are placed in transparent vases. It's especially beautiful to grow and moisturises thirsty stems.

Sell ​​material pictures, sell discarded treasures, if you have the courage, you can sell cold drinks on the roadside in summer, while walking, or sell snacks such as hot nuts in winter.There is also blood donation, and selling hair, etc...

Zhou Fu is completely ignorant of these knowledge points, so what is glass, what is cold drink, and what the hell is blood donation?

There are new knowledge points refreshed in his mind.These knowledge points were too complicated and messy, which made his brain ache. Zhou Fu held his head helplessly, looking dizzy.

"My lord!" Zhao Gao supported the dizzy Zhou Fu, and said worriedly, "Your lord, what's wrong?"

Zhou Fu shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

Zhou Fu's expression was in a daze, as if he would faint at any moment, Zhao Gao was in a hurry, he hugged Zhou Fu by the waist and left.

He weighed the slender and frail young emperor in his arms, worried about His Majesty's body.

Zhou Fu hadn't recovered from the new knowledge in silence, and he didn't know how weak he was when he was carried back to Dr. Jing by Princess Zhao Gaoyi.

"What's wrong, son?"

"I don't know, it may be the influence of the waste street poisonous gas."

"You are really, you are messing around with the young master!"

"It's my fault, sister Ake, let's see how the young master is doing?"

A group of people frantically surrounded Zhou Fu, when Li Jiancheng saw him, he thought to himself: I didn't expect this young man to be weak and sick, no wonder everyone followed him.

From the information just now, Zhou Fu extracted a new name—Glass.

What is glass?Glass is an amorphous inorganic, non-metallic material. Generally, a variety of inorganic ores are used as the main raw material, and a small amount of auxiliary raw materials are added for self-production.Its main components are silicon dioxide and other oxides.Widely used in buildings to separate the wind from the light.

As a complete ancient man, Zhou Fu knew nothing about modern knowledge, let alone chemistry.The more he thought about it, the more confused he felt.The more my mind felt like it was going to explode, the more uncomfortable it was.But it was this kind of knowledge that contained truth that made him seem to have glimpsed into another world, and he was deeply addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself.

Zhou Fu thought: It would be great if Sima Zhong was here at this time, he would definitely be able to give himself good advice.

Zhou Fu is worrying about making money, and almost made himself sick.

As the saying goes, when someone gave you a pillow when you fell asleep, Zhao Gao sent Zhou Fu back to Zhou Palace, surrounded him anxiously and took care of him for a long time before seeing him wake up slowly.

Seeing that Zhou Fu woke up, Zhao Gao vented his suppressed anger for a long time: "The doctor said that His Majesty hasn't had a good rest and meal recently, it seems that the servant has neglected his duty!"

Seeing that Zhao Gao was rarely angry, Zhou Fu replied mutteringly: "The doctor is talking nonsense, don't you know if I have a good rest?"

"My servant doesn't know, but now my servant suspects that His Majesty is also peeking at the account book at night after this servant left, so that I fainted from exhaustion!" Zhao Gao's face darkened.

It's clear that she's so distressed that she's dying, and she's still frightening with a straight face.

Zhou Fu saw through everything, and didn't dare to boo the old lady's tiger, so he could only stare at him pitifully.

This is what Zhao Gao couldn't stand the most, and he surrendered not long after, and softened his tone: "If Your Majesty doesn't cherish his body anymore, redeem Zhao Gao for not being able to take on the heavy responsibility of a servant."

"No, no," Zhou Fulian shook his head repeatedly, expressing that he must rest and eat well.

"I hope so, His Majesty still needs to remember his promise at this time," Zhao Gao covered the restless child with a quilt, how did he get into trouble with this troublesome little thing?Now it's a good thing, once you get on the pirate ship, you won't be able to get off, and you're worried about it day and night like you're worried about your own child.

"Zhao Gao, I haven't finished processing the memorial book yet," Zhou Fu said weakly.

Zhao Gao looked at the sky and said hesitantly: "Since you are not feeling well, you should rest earlier, and it will not be a problem to deal with it after the book is pressed."

If it was Mr. Zhao, from the perspective of a good minister, he must hope that His Majesty will be diligent in government affairs, and he would never say anything to make His Majesty put down the memorial and take a good rest.

Zhao Gao laughed at himself in his heart: Now he has really become a veritable "sycophant".

"It's not much, I can finish it in half an hour, and it doesn't need much mental effort," Zhou Fu fought hard.

Seeing Zhou Fu's insistence, Zhao Gao had no choice but to move the bamboo slips for him.

"This is Master Sun's memorandum," Zhou Fu held the bamboo slips and read them carefully.

Sun Bin first clarified the ins and outs of his imprisonment by Pang Juan, and then vigorously praised his savior Zhao Gao. After reading this, Zhou Fu read to Zhao Gao what he had praised Zhao Gao for.

Zhao Gao was unfazed by favor or humiliation, and Zhou Fu felt very bored by his calm reaction, so he stopped teasing him, and looked at the important points Sun Bin mentioned later.

Sun Bin said in the memorandum that Pang Juan was eager to interrogate him about the method of making paper. He and Pang Juan studied under Guiguzi at the same time. It is unknown who told Pang Juan that their master Guiguzi knew how to make paper. With this method, he can make a fortune every day. .

Finally, Sun Bin mentioned that he had lost a leg due to punishment, and now he is disabled, and it is not convenient for him to serve as an official in the court. Therefore, he hopes to resign from office and go back to seclusion, and looks forward to His Majesty's approval.

Hearing him mention papermaking, Zhou Fu's forehead instantly lit up with a shining light bulb!

papermaking!It is an important invention of the ancient Chinese working people!

There are two forms of papermaking: mechanism and manual.The mechanism is carried out continuously on the paper machine. The pulp suitable for paper quality is diluted with water to a certain concentration, and the mesh cloth of the paper machine is not dehydrated to form a wet paper sheet, which is dehydrated by pressing and then dried.

Machines are simply impossible, but Zhou Fu still has a handmade paper in his mind, which uses bamboo screens, polyester nets or copper net frames to make wet paper sheets from fibers dispersed and suspended in water. , dehydrated by pressing, and then dried or dried into paper.

What's more, the handmade paper is manually beaten, and they can do it!

Today's Dazhou actually has hemp fiber paper, but its texture is rough and the quantity is small, and the production cost is high, so it has not been popularized.

The most important materials for handmade paper are bamboo slips, silk scripts, and wood!

Papermaking in Chinese history was invented by Cai Lun in the Eastern Han Dynasty. He made paper from bark, docks, rags, and old fishing nets.The quality and production efficiency of paper are greatly improved, and the cost is still very low.

What a great invention this is!

Zhou Fu lamented that he could foresee that once paper was produced, it would replace bamboo slips, open up new literary scenes, and create more favorable conditions for the dissemination of knowledge.

It's just that this matter still needs corresponding talents to study it. Zhou Fu's side now lacks such people who are willing to invent.

"Look!" Zhou Fu handed the bamboo slips to Zhao Gao, his eyes were shining like stars, and he said expectantly.

Zhao Gao took the bamboo slip suspiciously, secretly wondering what made His Majesty happy now?

"Oh? Mr. Guiguzi also knows how to make paper?" Zhao Gao exclaimed, "Mr. Guigu is really a genius among hermits!"

With his intelligence, it is easy to know what Zhou Fu is thinking, "Your Majesty wants to ask Mr. Guigu how to make paper to solve the current predicament?"

It's just that I still don't know where Mr. Guigu is. If I order someone to send a letter to ask Jiang Shengren and then look for Mr. Guigu, it will definitely delay a lot of time.

Zhou Fu shook his head, and said mysteriously to Zhao Gao: "I have the secret recipe of papermaking!"

Zhao Gao was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, seeing that the young emperor's little tail seemed to be going up to the sky, secretly amused.

Now there are no officials who specialize in inventions in Da Zhou, and the status of craftsmen and merchants is low. Zhou Fu wants to announce to the world with the imperial decree of the Zhou Emperor, and take in a group of craftsmen with expertise in craftsmanship for his own use.

Zhao Gao stopped him, and said to Zhou Fu: "The truly skilled craftsmen are domestic slaves handed down from generation to generation, and they are all under the control of the big family. If your majesty wants to have good craftsmanship, I am afraid that you have to use Zhou's surname or The Wang family is the one to start with."

"If paper is produced in the name of a family, it is not good for cultural dissemination. They are likely to become famous because of this, and they are more likely to monopolize the paper industry."

Zhao Gao pondered for a moment, and suggested: "Since this is the case, it is better to let the manufacture of paper spread among the people, and then His Majesty will reward and protect you in the name of Emperor Zhou."

Zhou Fuyue was eager to try: "Let's go and ask Jing Ke, do they have any skilled craftsmen? It doesn't matter if they are particularly powerful, as long as they have hands-on ability. I have the formula, and they just need to follow the formula and try to figure it out."

"Your Majesty, you said that you will rest after finishing the memorial," Zhao Gao's gloomy gaze made Zhou Fu's kitten's hairs stand on end, and he sighed and didn't dare to jump around.

"I know... I know," Zhou Fu shrank his neck, put away the memorial, and went to rest obediently.

Do you always feel that Zhao Gao has reached menopause?

Zhou Fu's little cat closed his eyes aggrievedly, and in his heart he cursed Zhao Gao for getting more and more fierce.

It actually feels really good to have someone care.

Zhou Fu gently curled his lips in his dream.

"Doctor Jing, my old man complained of back pain last night, and now it's even more difficult to lie down on his back," Jing Ke's every day in the slum was full and orderly, she was like a lighthouse standing in the slum, with her, Those poor people can twist into one rope and work together as one.

There is an empty bed downstairs where Jing Ke lives, so that she can treat these poor people. Now hearing the anxious voice of the old woman, Jing Ke walked downstairs quickly, and saw their old man humming and whimpering, waiting with his back bent. she.

"Father Ma, go lie down on the bed first, and ask your mother-in-law to take off his clothes so that