Chunyu Yue was depressed and said nothing after walking out of the palace gate.

Today, the Confucian school suffered heavy losses in the court. Prince Fusu's attitude became ambiguous, and his trust in Confucianism was completely different from before.

Fusu didn't care about these ideas of Chunyu Yue at all, but Ying Zheng's reward was a bit interesting.

"The Book of Shang Jun?!!" Fusu murmured.

Looking back on Ying Zheng's reward to him in the court just now, Fusu keenly realized that Ying Zheng's attitude towards him seemed to have changed a little.

Such rewards are undoubtedly much shabby compared to Zhang Han, but the profound meaning contained in them is far from comparable.

Qin was invincible in the world because of his farming and war system. The Book of Shang Jun was a collection of Shang Yang's reforms in the past, and it had extremely special meanings.

While thinking, a little sharp voice sounded in Fusu's ears, "Your Highness, please stay."

Fusu turned around and glanced slightly, and a eunuch ran towards him.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty has an order to summon you to see the emperor." After the eunuch said that, he led Fusu towards the palace gate.

Fusu followed closely behind, and Fusu naturally expected Ying Zheng's reaction.

Ying Zheng, who was about to go crazy if he wanted to live forever, heard that he dreamed of meeting an immortal, was afraid that he had been impatient in his heart.

"Dare you ask about your father-in-law's name?" Fusu asked softly.

A look of surprise flashed across the eunuch's face. He heard many old people in the palace say that the young master Fusu has always looked down on them, such as the eunuchs.

But how can you look down on what Fusu does now?

The eunuch immediately said, "I dare not defile my son because I am a rude man. Before I entered the palace, my servant named Han."

"Eunuch Han, how about my father's appetite these two days?" Fusu looked around and carefully stuffed a gold into Han Chang's sleeve.

Fusu had long had this idea of ​​using money to lead the way and gathering the people around Ying Zheng.

It doesn’t take too much, just one is enough, and you can hand over some information at critical moments, so the money will be spent.

Chief Han looked around and took the gold and whispered: "Your Highness, Your Majesty is unhappy these two days. He has not had enough food for several days!"

Fusu's lips curled up slightly, as expected!

Hou Sheng and Lu Sheng's escape were really a big blow to Ying Zheng! Originally, Ying Zheng pointed to these two people who could get the immortal medicine for him, but in the end, he was useless to get the bamboo basket.

"Eunuch Han, you go and report to Your Majesty first, I will go to the imperial kitchen for a walk."

Chief Han said: "Your Highness, don't worry. Your Majesty has just summoned Zhang Han, the young supervisor of the Young Mansion, and it will take a while. But Your Highness, move faster."

"Thank you for your reminder." Fusu bowed slightly and rushed to the direction of the imperial kitchen.

...

Ying Zheng stared at Zhang Han with his eyes and asked, "Love, what did Fusu say to you?"

Zhang Han did not dare to hesitate and immediately said, "I asked Your Majesty. On that day, Prince Fusu told me that he dreamed of meeting an immortal. He wanted to report to Your Majesty immediately, but he felt a little bit unlucky, so he asked me to borrow some people and report to Your Majesty after he created a magical object."

"real?"

Zhang Han immediately knelt down on the ground and said, "I dare not hide it from Your Majesty. The young master Fusu did say that day."

Ying Zheng gently stroked his beard and said, "Since that's the case, the process of craftsmen you allocated to make paper is already familiar with, so I will entrust you with the papermaking matter."

"Thank you, I will definitely not let your Majesty down."

Zhang Han walked out of the palace and looked at the white white paper in his hand. The smile on his face could not dissipate for a long time.

The fatality of papermaking finally fell on Zhang Han. From the moment the role of white paper first appeared, Zhang Han understood that if he was the one who took charge of this job in the end, it would be enough to earn ten million more money on the Shaofu's books every year.

With this political achievement alone, he could almost walk sideways within the Shaofu, and no one was afraid of except for the Shaofu Order.

After explaining to Zhang Han, Ying Zheng found that Fusu had not come yet, so he couldn't help asking: "Chief Han, I'll ask you to summon Fusu, where are the people of Fusu?"

Han Chang said: "Originally, Your Highness came here, but I heard that His Majesty had a bad appetite these two days, so he ran to the imperial kitchen."

"It's outrageous?!" Ying Zheng threw the bamboo slips out in anger.

A great Qin young man actually went to do the kitchen work. No wonder Ying Zheng got so angry...

Ying Zheng was about to explode when he suddenly smelled a scent that penetrated his nostrils. This smell was something he had never felt before. In an instant, Ying Zheng's anger dropped halfway.

Ying Zheng asked the people around him, "What does this taste like? It smells so fragrant!!!" As he said that, he had already stood up and searched for the source of the taste.

Before he could reach the door, Fusu ordered the two of them to come in with a small square cauldron. The source of the smell was emitted from the square cauldron.

"Fusu, what is in this cauldron?" Ying Zheng's anger turned into a deep question at this moment.

Fusu uncovered the lid, and the fragrance filled the cauldron. Fusu said, "Father, the famous one in the square cauldron is the quiver of Hanjiaoer Soup. My son heard that his father was depleted of appetite and remembered some health preservation methods taught by the immortals in his dreams, so he made this soup and wanted to respect his father."

"oh?"

After hearing this, Ying Zheng immediately placed the square cauldron in front of him and started eating.

After drinking the last drop of mutton soup in the square cauldron, Ying Zheng happily stroked his belly and sweated all over his body. The aftertaste of the delicate ears in the square cauldron is still savored in Ying Zheng's mouth.

"Fusu, how do you make this Duhan Jiaoer Soup?"

Fusu replied respectfully: "Father, the production of this item is not complicated. During the production process of the son-in-law, the imperial chef had asked the imperial chef to carefully observe from the side. Even if the son-in-law is not in the palace in the future, the father wants to eat it, so let the imperial chef make it. All they need is mutton and flour ground from wheat."

Ying Zheng said "um" lightly, pretending to be careless and asked: "Fusu, you said you dream of meeting an immortal, what is that immortal like?"

Fusu immediately knelt down on the ground and said, "Please forgive me for cheating the king in the court before. My son did dream of meeting an immortal, but the immortal looked like a childish person, but he was very similar to the people of Xia and other Xia people. Moreover, my son did not dream of meeting an immortal."

"I forgive you for being innocent, Fusu, please tell me carefully." Ying Zheng looked at Fusu with anticipation.

Sure enough, when it comes to the matter of immortals, Ying Zheng's IQ was directly reduced to negative numbers. Otherwise, those alchemists and talismans would not have deceived the First Emperor hundreds of thousands of gold, and Ying Zheng still firmly believed it.

Fusu, who came through the souls of later generations, was not easy to fool Ying Zheng, who had already fallen into the trap at this time!
Chapter completed!