Chapter 213: Impress

Yan Lu and Zhang Liang have already ventilated. Knowing who Jingyu is and who Xiao Xiao is, you can guess Jingyu's intention. Zhang Liang is even more so, Jingyu has hinted at this, so that he is more certain than Yan Lu.
It's just that they looked at each other and both smiled bitterly. Who would have thought that Jingyu spoke out in front of Fu Nian in such a fair manner. Take another look at Fu Nian's exasperated expression, guarding Confucianism like an old hen protecting chicken cubs, how can he give up? Although there were no soldiers here, both Zhang Liang and Yan Lu felt that the dark clouds of war were spreading.
They must not be allowed to go to war on this point, otherwise the Confucianists may fear that they will be attacked in the future.
Both Zhang Liang and Yan Lu are aware of this and are also thinking about how to lift this'crisis'. In addition, their hearts are also puzzled. Jing Yuming knows Fu Nian's thoughts, why did he specifically say it here? If it is to make Fu Nian get angry, they do not believe. After all, Confucianism is also one of the world’s greatest manifestations. If it is included in the forces, it will be helpful to fight against Qin. Jingyu should not do such a confusing thing that he deliberately abandoned.
The two stared at Fu Nian, and waited for his mouth, and immediately interrupted it.
What I didn’t expect was that Jingyu didn’t stop. He raised a finger and continued to say,
One of them! I still need them to contain your deep-decayed, conservative thinking, and truly convert Confucianism. Zoom in." He flicked a thin sheet between his fingers and shuddered at Fu Nian.
The flake came to Fu Nian in an instant, and he reached for it. Gently twisted and found that the texture is very special, not what I have seen before. He was curious for a moment, and took it in front of his eyes to check. The flat rectangle has a large, thin, long brush on it, and it has deep calligraphic attainments. The pen is vigorous and powerful, and the dragon dances.
Fu Nian nodded appreciatively, then noticed the occasion. He coughed to hide the embarrassment, frowned again. Because even with his knowledge, he still can't recognize what that word is. But looking at the order of his strokes, obviously it was not created temporarily to fool him.
"Please also advise." Fu Nian hesitated after hesitating, temporarily suppressing his dissatisfaction with what Jingyu just said.
"Mr. Fu Da wanted to ask me that word?" Jingyu looked at him with the expression "If the answer is yes, then you are a fool".
That anger in Fu Nian's heart! When did he think that he was the head of Confucianism? It was Li Si who came here, although there was a threat of words, at least it represented Ying Zheng, the emperor of the empire. The person in front of him is now just a wanted criminal. What is the qualification to show off his'learning'?
He couldn't turn the corner for a while, but the dialogue always went on. In particular, Zhang Liang once saw what Fu Nian now holds in his hand at the Mo family. He already understood Jingyu's intention and the subsequent development.
‘Oh, let me help. He decided so in his heart, with a slightly surprised tone, "Huh? Did Brother Brother hold the "paper" invented by Duke Long to replace bamboo slips and silks for easy writing?"
"Paper?" Fu Nian froze. Although he was angry, Zhang Liang's words were still in his ears. Once again inadvertently gently touch the smoothness with your fingers, as well as the degree of dip after the pen and ink are down, the degree of lightness is indeed, if it is used for writing, it is completely feasible. He glanced at Zhang Liang and saw that he and Yan Lu were still kneeling and couldn't help saying: "Get up first."
Zhang Liang and Yan Lu stood up close to Fu Nian. Zhang Liang only glanced at it, and Yan Lu picked it up curiously.
"Yes, it's indeed'paper'." Zhang Liang continued, "According to the Mojia doctor Xian Duanmu, this paper is very convenient to manufacture, and the cost of materials is extremely low. It has the advantages of lightness and silkiness, and the cost is cheap and unknown. ; It is as convenient as bamboo slips to write and store without the bulkiness of bamboo slips. If "he glanced at Jingyu," if Long Gongzi is willing to publish this manufacturing method, people who can read the book in the world are afraid that it will be more than ten. More than twice."
He said this specifically to Fu Nian to let Fu Nian know exactly what he had just held in his hand, and what was the use.
Fu Nianzi is also a wise man with an open heart. Jingyu Ken showed him the writing material named ‘paper’. It should be made in exchange for the production method. However, if this is the case, even though Fu Nian's heart is shaken, he is still undecided.
Jingyu knew this and stood up. "The ovary's words are only half of the paper. Can it be used just that? The reader only has to increase tenfold. What can I do? I have a way to make all this People who want to read all over the world read it."
auzw.com This sentence is almost like a fantasy when it comes out. Fu Nian thought he was bragging but not believing, and Zhang Liang and Yan Lu did not dare to assert to help him. The reason is very simple. At this time, people transfer knowledge, except for the explanation, the books are all copied individually. How many words are there in a book? How many words can a person copy in a day? Even if literate people are hired to do it night after night, the output in one year is also limited. Zhang Liang just said that ten times should have been the limit for decades.
Jingyu quietly took out a scroll from her arms and passed it to the three of them.
Zhang Liang took a look, and his eyes lit up. "It works, it works." He handed the scroll to Yan Lu and Fu Nian, and said to Jingyu: "The son is a great talent, and he will bow down."
Fu Nian and Yan Lu are almost the same as Zhang Liang. From the flow diagram on the scroll, they quickly understand what it is doing. They were also surprised to re-examine Jingyu, what kind of mind they need in order to come up with such magical means.
"Mr. Fu Da is more worried than offending the empire and incurring scourge, which makes Confucian scholars lose this." Jing Yu Rong smiled lightly in disgrace, and then said: "Just, you, and this little saint, even if Never participate in rebellion, can you really let go of your heart? Think about why Li Si came some time ago and what he did; think about the fire that Xiao Shengxian Zhuang Pingbai made ten years ago clearly that Confucianism has become a dangerous wall Situation, why not respond?"
If at first, Fu Nian was only shaking in his heart, then at this moment his face showed shaking. Recently, he often feels uneasy, and he is worried that something bad will come to Xiaoshengxianzhuang. But after all, he is the leader of the faction, can not easily express his position.
Yan Lu knew this well, and Chong Jingyu arched his hand: "Please also ask your son to point out a clear road to help the Confucian to survive the crisis.
He said this, Fu Nian did not stop.
At this point, it can be said that Jingyu has arrived today and has achieved his goal.
"The Mojia government city has been lost, and Yingzheng is now concerned about Confucianism." Jingyu said: "This point, I think the three are also well-informed. Mr. Fu Da is most worried about the books of the sages collected by Xiaoshengxianzhuang. Then use the method on this scroll to print them out and store them in multiple places. Even if one is destroyed, there are others. The classics will not be lost, and Confucian scholarship will not be lost."
He took out another paper book from his arms and handed it to Fu Nian, "Mr. Fu Nian sees the people in the world in the depths of the water, is there really no heart for fear? Worried that the war will kill and hurt more People, but now that there is no war, are there fewer people who die every day?"
Fu Nian's face was struggling obviously. He has been overwhelming his almost breathless responsibilities, and the young man's method in front of him can be achieved. Moreover, this method is safer and safer than trembling.
"Confucian disciples are scholars, and they are also sturdy people. Shouldn't everyone in the world know this?" Jing Yu continued to shake him. "Mr. Fu Nian's evaluation of Confucian disciples going out will be different from what he thought. It is lighter than Hongmao and heavier than Mount Tai."
Fu Nian's pupils dilated, his pupils contracted, and his body shook like an electric shock. Looking at the book called The Book of Songs in Jingyu's hands, he finally reached for Zhang Liang and Yan Lu to look at each other, and they were relieved.
Outside the door of the hall, Xunzi pushed the beard to his side and said, "I knew that your brother was not easy. I still often found out that he had hidden things. So simple, I was convinced. That’s the awkward niece. This time, not only showed a high level of intelligence, but also the eloquence.

Xiaozheng listened to his praise of Jingyu and smiled proudly: "Yes, brother is amazing."
The hall is peaceful, so the two of them have nothing to do here, and now they are walking towards the bamboo forest. Xunzi frowned on the road, seeing that Xiaoyu had no worries about Jingyu's performance, he could not help but sigh:
‘I’m worried about Han Fei’s concern that the older brother would turn his back on the child like Li Si, but I also got a little bit horny. Looking at his chess style, he is a bright and decent person, certainly different from Li Si. ’
Now I have abandoned my troubles, and I am determined to teach Xiaoyu to become a talent.
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