Chapter 59: Ink is valuable, but friendship is priceless!
Ying Zheng's expression became even weirder.
Give yourself credit?
He turned over the pine smoke ink in his hand, rubbed it gently with his fingers, and chuckled:
"For the credit you mentioned, if you offer this ink or this ink-making technology, this would indeed be a big temptation for ordinary officials, but for me, it is not enough."
"And not nearly enough!"
Qin Luoheng bowed.
He smiled and said:
"Chief officials, please feel free to worry."
"You are a person who has made great achievements for the Qin Dynasty and made outstanding contributions. Naturally, you look down on the meager merits of Xian Mo, and you don't even bother to get these small merits. But the credit I want to give to the chief officials is indeed Xian Mo.
Ink, but the offering is not the pine smoke ink in the hands of the chief official."
"But medicinal ink!"
"Medicine ink?" There was a hint of doubt in Ying Zheng's eyes.
He had heard that some craftsmen like to add spices when making ink to make the ink taste more comfortable when writing, but what is this medicinal ink?
Could it be that medicinal materials were added to the ink?
Qin Luoheng did not rush to explain, but turned around and went to the depths of the study, and took down a box from a dusty bookshelf.
He moved the basket in front of Ying Zheng.
He smiled and said:
"I think the chief official must have some suspicions in his mind."
"And this medicinal ink is indeed what the chief official thought. Some medicinal materials were added to the ink when making the ink. This was actually an accidental idea of mine."
"Making ink requires burning oil."
"In the process of burning oil, sometimes for the purpose of setting the shape, adjusting the color or suppressing the smell, we often choose to add musk, borneol and other precious medicinal materials into it."
“That’s why good ink often has a strange fragrance!”
"At this time, ink was actually not just a simple writing utensil, but also gradually evolved into a good nourishing product."
"I have no choice but to study medicinal ink."
"At that time, the master was old and frail, often sick, and sometimes suffered from back carbuncle. However, the master realized that his time was short, so he resolutely gave up the medicine. He locked himself in the study all day long, writing bamboo slips at his desk. As a disciple, what could I do?
Can you ignore it?"
"The content taught by Master at that time included the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic."
"The book contained a lot of treatment information, so I taught myself some medical skills, and then began to study medicinal ink and integrate medicinal materials into the ink."
"Lishan is very big and contains a lot of medicinal materials."
"In addition, during that time, the powerful people from Shandong moved into Xianyang. By chance, I bought a lot of exotic medicines from various places. With the medicinal materials found in Lishan, I started to really study them.
Medicinal ink.”
“At first I didn’t dare to test the medicine on real people.”
"I caught some pheasants and hares in the mountains to test the medicine. After trying again and again, I finally got some clues. But by the time I really figured it out, the master had passed away suddenly."
"I have been keeping this medicinal ink sealed."
While talking.
Qin Luoheng also sighed.
He bent down, opened the box in front of him, and took out the medicinal ink that had been sealed for several years. The material of this medicinal ink was not black, but brown-red.
Faintly.
It also exudes a light fragrance.
He lightly scratched the medicinal ink with his nails, then put the medicinal ink in his fingernails into his mouth, and then said: "This ink uses a lot of precious medicinal materials, such as wild ginseng, bear bile, and antelope horns."
wait."
"It can be taken internally or externally."
“It can clear the throat and soothe the throat, improve the brain and refresh the mind. It can also cool the blood, moisturize the skin and eliminate spots. It is miraculous in treating Yang syndrome, and it can also treat sudden back carbuncles.”
"A person like the First Emperor, who lived all day long, worked hard all day long and had very little rest. Sometimes he was too involved in reviewing memorials, and it was inevitable that he would eat ink. However, this medicine and ink can provide a lot of help to the First Emperor.
, it can also relieve the tired spirit to a certain extent.”
"As a senior official, he is in a high position and has seen all kinds of rare and exotic objects."
"This medicinal ink is actually not very appealing to the eyes of the chief officials. The reason why I insisted on letting the chief officials present the ink was actually not for the purpose of presenting the ink, but to express my sympathy for the First Emperor."
"Medicine and ink may not be able to penetrate the eyes of the First Emperor."
"But the First Emperor will definitely be able to feel the heart of fist and fist embodied in the medicinal ink."
"This is my contribution to the chief officials!"
Hear the words.
Ying Zheng was shocked.
Whether it was pine smoke ink or medicinal ink, he actually didn't take it to heart, but the care and concern Qin Luoheng revealed in every word moved him very much.
Qin Luoheng did not know that he was Qin Shihuang.
He was thinking entirely from the perspective of being a minister of the Qin Dynasty. Although it was a bit deliberate to ask him to offer medicine and ink, if he were from the perspective of the First Emperor, such an action would undoubtedly make people feel heartwarming.
In fact, there are many sycophants around him.
But he actually knew which ones were sincere and which ones were done with small intentions.
It's just that Qin Luoheng's behavior is indeed flattering, but he is really considering it wholeheartedly for himself. Even if he knew that the other party was trying to please him, he would probably fall for it.
Ying Zheng looked at Qin Luoheng with mixed feelings in his heart.
Qin Luoheng has been wandering outside for a long time. He is actually the one who can best understand the warmth and warmth of society. Before he obtained the household registration, he could only hide in Tibet. In addition, his wife was an anti-Qin person. He should have treated the Qin Dynasty
, and even hate himself deeply.
result......
Not only did he not hold any grudges, but he was also willing to understand the First Emperor.
This sincerity is even more precious.
He has been on the throne for thirty years.
Over the years, he has seen too many different kinds of people.
He believed that his eyes could see through the hearts of the world, but with Qin Luoheng, his eyes became confused for the first time.
In an instant.
He seemed unable to see through it.
Qin Luoheng didn't notice this.
He put the medicinal ink into the basket, turned around and went to the bookshelf, and continued to rummage inside. Before long, he had a roll of bamboo slips in his hand.
This is the ink making process of pine smoke ink.
Qin Luoheng smiled and said:
"Chief official, what is recorded in the bamboo slips is the ink-making technology of pine smoke ink. I'm afraid I have to trouble the chief official. I hope the chief official can help me send this out or offer it to me. Otherwise, this thing will remain here forever and I'm afraid it will still be lost.
It will cause me a lot of trouble."
Looking at Qin Luoheng bowing in courtesy, Ying Zheng's expression fluctuated a little.
He stretched out his hand and took the bamboo slip.
Said softly:
"good!"
"I can offer these for you."
Qin Luoheng waved his hand and said:
"The official can present it in his own name, just don't mention my name."
"My household registration is that of a disciple, not a worker. The matter of presenting treasures is not within my duties."
"Here you help me..."
"In the end, I'm afraid I won't get the reward for offering the treasure, and I'll have to be punished."
"I still want to graduate from school smoothly."
"That's not necessary."
"Okay, then I'll offer it in my name." Ying Zheng did not refuse.
Immediately, he seemed to have thought of something and asked:
"I heard that someone forcibly asked for your ink-making skills a few days ago? Is this serious?"