Chapter 50

New recruits are just people who would wet their pants at the sight of battle; what kind of good soldiers could they be?

Ying Zheng was very disdainful!

But when Zhao Gao spoke, he was still shocked!

"Your Majesty, do not be careless!"

"According to the investigation of the Net, currently, on the mountain outside Xianyang City, fifty thousand people have gathered!"

"And it is still expanding!"

"How many?"

As soon as the words were out, Ying Zheng was stunned!

"Fifty thousand?"

"With so many troops, how did he recruit them?"

"Where did he get the money and grain needed to recruit troops?"

"Just by selling paper? Can selling paper sell an army?"

"Moreover, a large army of fifty thousand?"

Ying Zheng was infinitely shocked, feeling a deep sense of incredulity!

Suddenly, he was angry and shouted at Zhao Gao: "Are you... deceiving me?"

Zhao Gao panicked instantly, bowed immediately, and then handed a folded piece of linen paper to Ying Zheng, trembling: "Your Majesty, I... am guilty!"

Ying Zheng snorted angrily, then opened the paper to read!

And after just reading for a while, he was stunned!

"You... you say he sold paper for a month and made twenty million coins?"

Ying Zheng was stunned, and at that moment, his scalp tingled!

One must know, that was twenty million coins!

And how much was the Great Qin's annual national treasury tax?

When the six kingdoms were destroyed, that was the most!

But even after conquering the richest Qi State, at the peak of that year, the Qin treasury only had forty million coins in revenue!

Later, after the six kingdoms were destroyed, the Great Qin's treasury had about five or six million coins a year!

Last year was the lowest, only four million coins!

But Ying Su sold paper for a month and had twenty million coins!

Twenty million coins, one month caught up to half a year's income of the Great Qin's treasury at its peak!

"This thing... this thing... is actually so easy to sell?"

Ying Zheng was stunned!

At this moment, his scalp was truly tingling!

Zhao Gao bowed: "Fifty thousand troops, that's how they came!"

"Now, it's not just about dealing with a Li Li Yuanba to make the Sixth Prince abdicate!"

"To deal with the Sixth Prince, we must eliminate his army together!"

"Eliminate the army..."

At that moment, Ying Zheng frowned heavily!

To be honest, he didn't want this!

Even if he wanted to take back the throne, he absolutely didn't want to cause a bloodbath!

After all, regardless of whether Ying Su forced him or not, he was the one who announced in front of all the officials that Ying Su would inherit the throne.

In this situation, dealing with Li Li Yuanba, then capturing the rebellious son, and finally, surrounded by the hundred officials, he would re-ascend the throne!

In his view, this was the best method.

Likewise, it was the method with the least impact!

But if he had to annihilate fifty thousand troops.

And even go so far as to start a war in Xianyang City!

Wouldn't that make the matter too big?

With such a big fuss, so what if he took back the throne?

His reputation would be ruined!

He had just passed the throne to Ying Su, and now he was in a hurry to take it back!

How would the people of the world look at him?

What?

You say the hundred officials support it?

He believed the hundred officials supported it, and the hundred officials believed it too!

But... it was useless for the hundred officials to say it, and it was useless for him to say it!

The common people had to believe it!

Those common people wouldn't care if you were supported by the hundred officials!

They only knew they hadn't supported it!

They also knew that the First Emperor had just announced passing the throne to the Sixth Prince a month ago, but only a month later, he was in a hurry to take it back!

Taking it back was one thing, but he also caused a large-scale bloody incident!

He wanted to kill fifty thousand new recruits!

And even start a war in Xianyang City!

In this way, it was simply making the people of the world laugh!

It was even more making the world mock him, the First Emperor, for not keeping his word!

Likewise, it was a huge drain on the Great Qin's national power!

Ying Zheng's eyebrows were locked.

At that moment, he didn't speak, just thought quietly.

A moment later, he waved his hand at the people from the Yin-Yang School:

"You go down first, stay in Xianyang City for this period, and when I have thought it through, I will come to find you again!"

He waved his hand, and at this moment, his heart was caught in entanglement and struggle.

On one hand was his reputation, and on the other was the throne he couldn't let go of even if he died; he was very entangled, not knowing how to choose!

Outside Xianyang Palace!

The moment Ying Su came down from the mountain, he entered the Examination Office again!

Because... there was another thing waiting for him to see!

What thing?

Movable type printing!

Now, a total of four thousand Chinese characters had all been carved.

Moreover, they had been typeset using radicals.

That is to say, from now on, if you want to write a book, you don't need a brush anymore!

You just need to find the relevant characters, then put them on the mold, and arrange them!

Finally, a piece of paper is pressed on it, and thus, an article is formed!

This was also the initial movable type printing!

Although it looked a bit clumsy, but... in an era where any book had to be copied, this thing was definitely the fastest and most convenient!

Even Cai Lun had tested it.

Printing a Tao Te Ching with it only took half an hour!

Half an hour to print a Tao Te Ching!

And if there were enough molds, you could even print ten Tao Te Chings in half an hour!

"Divine object!"

"Your Majesty, this is a divine object!"

"Using it to make money, you can definitely make a big profit!"

"Even... you can drive the sales of paper again!"

Li Si was shocked, his eyes shining.