In the Mansion of Scholars.

Zhang Zhaozheng was sitting at the table, holding a piece of Xuancheng purple hair in his hand and writing rapidly.

He writes like a god.

Most of the people in the scribe's residence were gathered around his table, watching him carefully as he wrote and used his pen.

That feeling is not boring for them.

On the contrary, they were all fascinated by it, wishing they could put the hand that could only write such beautiful official script on their arms.

Not long after arriving at the Scholar's Mansion, Zhang Zhao had already relied on his extraordinary talent and good calligraphy.

Everyone in the entire scribes' mansion respected him greatly.

His current status is that he has become the leading figure in this scholar's house.

Naturally, the big boss with the pseudonym "Xu Ping" has not yet performed the crowning ceremony.

But now, in this scholar's house, his status is also very high.

Only second to Zhang Zhao.

At this time, he was standing next to Zhang Zhao, watching Zhang Zhao finish writing the textbook in his hand.

If Qin Yu were standing here, he would naturally be able to recognize him.

The thing that Zhang Zhao is writing furiously now is none other than the elementary textbook that he ordered someone to compile before.

This elementary textbook was headed by Zhang Zhao and Xun Yu, and gathered the opinions of people in Jiyang City who knew characters and some classics.

It was finally compiled into a textbook.

And they are also subject to the constraints of the times, and their thinking has not jumped out of this framework.

They don't know how to spread the work of explaining Chinese characters on a large scale.

So the textbooks compiled became the basis in their minds.

But for those poor people, it can be regarded as a heavenly book.

Wait until Zhang Zhao has written the last word.

He looked at the paper on which the ink was not completely dry, and nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, everyone finally dared to speak in admiration.

Zhang Zhao is the most annoying person when someone disturbs him while he is writing.

There had been times before when someone didn't know his rules, and Zhang Zhao immediately got angry.

That feeling is really different from the person who always looks gentle and elegant.

This group of people were immediately frightened.

Later, through gradual contact, I came to understand Zhang Zhao’s habits and what kind of taboos he had.

Even after looking at the textbooks written by Zhang Zhao before, they couldn't help but want to applaud what Zhang Zhao had written.

But in the end, I still endured it.

They waited for this last moment before saying what they had been brewing in their hearts for a long time.

Immediately there was an outpouring of praise.

After they had all finished admiring it, they took the paper they received from Zhang Zhao, one page per person, and wanted to copy it.

At this time, Zhang Zhao finally had time to say a few words to Xun Yu who was standing beside him.

"Xu Ping, are you ready to leave now?"

Zhang Zhao asked.

Xun Yu, whose pseudonym is Xu Ping, nodded and said: "Yes, we have been out for more than half a month, and it's time to go back. If not, I'm afraid my family will not be happy if they find out."

Zhang Zhao nodded.

He didn't ask explicitly, but he also knew that the name Xu Ping must be a pseudonym.

There is no way that such a talented young man in front of him is an unknown person.

He had never heard of any outstanding descendant from a noble family named Xu Ping.

Zhang Zhao also lamented: "Time flies so fast, half a month has passed in the blink of an eye."

He did not ask about Xu Ping's identity.

In Zhang Zhao's view, Xun Yu's identity is not important to him at all.

The most important thing in his heart is to practice writing.

He was very, very satisfied to have these pens and papers supplied to him by Jiyang City.

Xun Yu also knew that Zhang Zhao was definitely not like other people, he was just a scholar who knew some classics.

Whether it is his writing or his conversation, Zhang Zhao is definitely not a state that a simple literati can achieve.

In Xun Yu's eyes.

People like Zhang Zhao are truly talented and capable people.

In his opinion, such people should have been promoted to be filial and honest officials long ago.

I just don't know why Zhang Zhao was not promoted as a filial and honest person, but came to a place like Jiyang City and stayed in the scribes' mansion.

So he asked: "Now that the textbooks ordered by the county magistrate have been compiled, do you still want to stay in Jiyang City?"

Zhang Zhao raised his eyes, looked at Xun Yu, and said, "Why not?"

Xun Yu frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said: "With your talents, you should serve as an official in the court and assist His Majesty in order to change the world's misfortune. Isn't it unwise to stay in Jiyang City?"

Zhang Zhao smiled and said: "You are not me, you know how happy I am. Let me ask you, if I leave Jiyang City now, will there be any chance for me to get the rice paper in Jiyang City in the future?"

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Xun Yu sighed. He already knew what Zhang Zhao wanted to say, but he really had no way to persuade Zhang Zhao now.

So I could only follow what Zhang Zhao said: "This rice paper is unique to Jiyang City. It is the original paper created by the Qin County Magistrate. Without Jiyang City, there will be no more rice paper."

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"However, this matter cannot be said with such certainty."

"Then Magistrate Qin made such paper, I guess he will definitely find the benefits in it. Therefore, this rice paper will definitely not be limited to Jiyang City in the future. When such a method spreads throughout the Han Dynasty,

By then, even if we are not in Jiyang City, there will naturally be rice paper available."

Zhang Zhao smiled and said: "Xu Ping, you think this matter is too simple."

"I'm sure that this rice paper will never turn into what you said in the future. I can always have rice paper no matter where I am."

"This rice paper will not be sold to the outside world, at least not on a large scale."

"And the technology of making rice paper is definitely not simple. It is really difficult for others to obtain this technology."

"I guess if Magistrate Qin really wants to sell paper to make a profit, he will definitely sell only the most common rattan paper."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After Xun Yu thought for a moment, he understood.

He said: "Is it just for a piece of rice paper?"

Zhang Zhao said with a smile: "It's not just a piece of rice paper. Take a look at my desk."

"I have so much rice paper at my disposal. Xu Ping, do you think that if I walk out of here, I will still be treated like this in the future?"

Xun Yu shook his head.

Zhang Zhao added: "I know what you are thinking in your heart, and I also know that you are ambitious and ambitious."

"You must be wondering why I don't become an official."

"It's very simple."

Zhang Zhao paused, and Xun Yu also pricked up his ears.

"Because it's not worth it."

Zhang Zhao stopped talking at this point.

I thought Xun Yu could understand it to some extent.

But Zhang Zhao obviously overestimated the noble will in the heart of this passionate young man who had just stepped out of society.

Xun Yu didn't understand.

Looking at Xun Yu's confused look, Zhang Zhao couldn't help but sigh.

Said: "This world is not worth it, and it is not worth my effort to change it."

"Many things cannot be changed if you want to, just like now."

"Even if I want to change something, in the end the result will be in vain."

"Even if you are a child of an aristocratic family, after you truly enter the imperial court, you will find that the things you fantasize about are just your own wishful thinking."
To be continued...