Papermaking is easier said than done. Although I know that the steps are those steps, it is not that easy when I actually do it with my own hands.

Either there was a gap here or something went wrong. In short, Li Mu had to work hard for two or three days before he initially created a practical paper.

It’s like some young men have watched all kinds of movies on weekdays, such as those with horses and those without horses, but when they finally put their hands on practice, they couldn’t get in after half the night. They finally got in, and it ended in 1, 2, 3, and it ended in just a few seconds.

This is the same as making paper. It is the same as knowing how to do it, but if you really do it, this is another matter.

Li Mu struggled for a long time, and the paper he made was only able to write.

However, as the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning. If you can write this paper, it proves that your method is effective. How to improve it is left to the craftsmen of Daqin.

This paper was made, and Li Mu thought to offer it to Ying Zheng. But since he gave this thing to my brother Zheng, he could not offer a piece of white paper, so he had to write something on it.

Li Mu was a man who became a spare tire for eight girls in his previous life. He was licking this fast, and it can be said that he was a rare rival in the world.

I'm talking about it, I'm plagiarizing my brother Zheng's achievements, but I'm not too much, right?

"Li Bai, our brothers are both surnamed Li. I will lend you a poem, you must not lend it!" Li Mu muttered to himself in his heart.

Thinking of this, Li Mu picked up the brush and started to write words on the paper.

The King of Qin swept the sixth place, and the tiger looked at him.

Waving the sword to strike the floating clouds, the princes came to the west.

The Ming Dynasty passed from the Apocalypse, and it was a general guide to the talents.

The soldiers were withdrawn and the gold was forged, and Hangu was opened eastward.

When he finished writing this, Li Mu couldn't help but pause. He couldn't continue to write any more. The things under this poem were not done by Emperor Shiniang yet.

Come on, since that's the case, then write these first.

After writing this half of the poem, Li Mu picked up the paper and prepared to meet Qin Shihuang.

The imperial capital, Xianyang, Afang Palace.

"Your Majesty, go to the national magistrate to ask for your visit."

Ying Zheng was handling government affairs in Lanchi Palace, and a small eunuch came to report.

On Ying Zheng's table were piled with memorials like mountains. When he heard Li Mu ask for a meeting, Ying Zheng hurriedly put down the memorials in his hand.

"Hurry up, please come in." Ying Zheng ordered to his subordinates.

Not long after, the little eunuch took Li Mu into Lanchi Palace.

"I haven't seen the national master for a long time." Ying Zheng looked at Li Mu and said lightly.

"Your Majesty is in charge of everything every day. If I am fine, I will naturally not want to disturb Your Majesty." Li Mu said hurriedly.

Of course, Li Mu didn't know if Ying Zheng was busy with Li Wanji. Anyway, Ying Zheng was very busy every day, so Li Mu naturally had no time to disturb him.

Ying Zheng rubbed his head and asked Li Mu: "So, is there something to come to the National Master today?"

Ying Zheng quickly caught the important point in Li Mu's words and asked him.

"good!"

"It is precisely because of the important matter that I ask for your Majesty." Li Mu nodded affirmatively.

When Ying Zheng heard Li Mu say that there was an important matter to ask for a meeting, he immediately became interested and asked Li Mu, "I don't know, what important matters are there for the National Master?"

"Your Majesty, I have a big baby. Do you want to see it?" Li Mu asked Ying Zheng carefully.

Ying Zheng thought to himself, big baby, how big is that? How big is it?

"Hurry up, please take out the treasure for me to see." Ying Zheng asked hurriedly.

"Hurry, bring my treasure to His Majesty." Li Mu waved his hand and two little eunuchs walked in outside the palace, carrying a tray.

After the two eunuchs brought the pallet up, Ying Zheng raised his head and looked.

I heard Ying Zheng chant gently: "The King of Qin swept the Liuhe..."

After Ying Zheng read this poem, he couldn't help but nodded repeatedly. This poem was well written, and Ying Zheng liked it very much.

Of course I like it. This poem is purely a flattery to Ying Zheng. Can Ying Zheng be unhappy?

"Shang National Master, this poem is really well written. I don't know who wrote it." Ying Zheng asked Li Mu.

"Ahem!"

"It's just that I'm not talented." Li Mu raised his chest and raised his head, and told lies, but he was not guilty at all.

"What, it was written by my dear."

"I never expected that my dear will have the talent of Chu Qu Yuan?" Ying Zheng said in shock.

Looking around, from the Spring and Autumn Period to the Unification of the Qin Dynasty, it is hard to say who is the most talented person in the world, but if you say who is the most talented in poetry, it must be Qu Yuan, the Chu State.

It can even be said that the world's poetry is worth a stone, and Qu Yuan has twelve douches, and the world's people owe two douches.

Ying Zheng said that Li Mu had the talent of Qu Yuan, which was a very impressive praise for Li Mu's poem.

Ying Zheng couldn't help but admire the more he read the poem. After all, those who are leaders don't like being flattered, especially this very cultural way of shooting.

Li Muxin said, my brother Zheng, the focus is not on this poem, but on some poems. I never thought that my brother Zheng also bought a box and returned the beads.

"Your Majesty, see what is written on this poem?" Li Mu reminded Ying Zheng.

After Li Mu reminded him, Ying Zheng looked at the piece of paper writing poetry. After studying for a long time, Ying Zheng did not find out what it was.

It is neither like silk nor brocade, nor like silk. Li Mu's first piece of paper was made very rough, and the color was also dark yellow, which was somewhat worse than linen.

Ying Zheng studied it for a long time but still couldn't figure out what it was. This is not because Ying Zheng had little insight, but mainly because it was the gap between the times.

"This thing is not silk, brocade, nor silk, but it can be written? What is this thing? I have never seen it before. I would like to ask the national master to solve the problem?" Ying Zheng asked Li Mu.

Ying Zheng also understood at this time that what Li Mu said was here to offer treasures, and the treasure he presented was not this poem, but the object that wrote the poem.

"Your Majesty, is this thing paper?" Li Mu explained.

"What is paper?" Ying Zheng asked.

Paper is a new term for Ying Zheng or Da Qin. Before that, I was afraid that no one except Li Mu knew what paper was.

"Paper is written specifically, and this is the same as bamboo slips and silk. The most important thing is that the cost of this thing is very low. You can make it with some bark, rotten fishing nets, rotten linen and other things."

"This thing is used to write, which is more convenient and lighter than bamboo slips. Compared with silk, it is cheaper, and the handwriting written on paper does not disappear as easily when it comes to water." Li Mu explained to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng is such a talented and magnificent person. After hearing Li Mu's introduction, he could not understand the importance of this paper.
Chapter completed!