"You are a historian, why would you offer something?"
"This is not your job."
Qin Luoheng had already thought of his words and said slowly: "Sir, did you remember that a few days ago, the prison tried a case about calligraphy. The calligraphy in that case came from me, the target of blackmail by the engineer.
That’s me.”
"My calligraphy treasure was dedicated by the craftsman in his own name."
"The ink treasure was favored by His Majesty and was given a lot of rewards. However, the engineer did not have the skills to make ink, so he took my idea and was punished by the government in the end."
"That's why."
"Many people know that I have ink-making skills."
"My ink treasure is for my own use, and I have no intention of offering it as a gift. It's just that hand-held ink making technology can easily cause trouble. The government also knows this, and finally gave this compromise."
Gu Weiwei's forehead.
He had no doubts.
Naturally, he had heard of the ink-stealing case, and heard that His Majesty was involved, so it was sentenced quickly, but it was not until now that he understood the specific story.
Gu said:
"That makes sense."
"In the past, the government would not allow people with non-employee status to submit donations."
"It's just that your situation is different."
"But it is precisely because of your differences that it is difficult to issue rewards to you. Because you are not a worker, the government cannot grant you a title, nor can you be promoted to an official position. In addition, your calligraphy treasures and ink-making skills are extremely valuable, and the government cannot give you a title."
I can’t figure out the size, so I can only let you choose by yourself.”
"That's no problem."
"It's just Qin Shizi, have you decided what you want?"
Qin Luoheng looked embarrassed.
Of course he didn't think about it well.
He was busy with schoolwork and didn't think about it at all. When he had some free time, he didn't know the scope of the reward and hadn't finalized it.
Gu frowned.
He looked at Qin Luoheng's house and asked: "Is the family short of money? Or is it short of food, meat, blank bamboo slips, cloth and other daily necessities?"
Qin Luoheng shook his head.
Gu added: "Is there any shortage of land? Li Chen?"
Qin Luoheng continued to shake his head.
I didn't know what to lift for a while.
A moment of silence.
Qin Luoheng's eyes moved slightly. He looked at Li Yuan Gu and said hesitantly: "Gong Cao really said that the scope is uncertain? I can choose at will?"
Gu's eyes suddenly became alert.
Reminder:
"That's true in name."
"But Gongcao will also decide based on the situation. If the reward you want is too outrageous, or if your request is excessive or inappropriate, Gongcao will not satisfy you."
"You have to think carefully."
"But you can say it first."
"I want iron tools!" Qin Luoheng thought for a while and said.
"Impossible." Gu rejected it immediately.
Iron, during the Qin Dynasty, had very little production and was basically only used in farm tools, weapons and armor, and every piece of iron must be registered. Even if these farm tools and weapons were damaged, they had to be returned to the government. The head of Guizhou only had the right to use them, not exclusive rights.
.
Iron is exclusively owned by the imperial court!
Qin Luoheng's request for iron tools was obviously for personal use.
This is never allowed.
Qin Luoheng bowed and said:
"Please ask the superior to write down the truth for me."
"I have just thought about it seriously. I am not short of money and goods for the time being, but I want some iron tools, not for weapons and equipment, but for daily life."
"I'd like some iron cookware."
Qin Luoheng obviously thought carefully.
In the Qin Dynasty.
What he is most uncomfortable with is the diet.
For all crops in this era, large quantity and sufficient management are the priority.
Many vegetables that were commonly eaten by later generations were only regarded as wild vegetables at this time. The reason is that these vegetables grow slowly and are not suitable for storage or simmering.
It can only become a niche wild vegetable.
This is due to both era factors and cooking utensils.
He wanted some iron cooking utensils to improve the meager diet of this era, at least to improve his own food.
Gu frowned.
He was not very willing to register.
Qin Luoheng said:
"Sir, just write it down."
"If the government office has any objections, they will only come to me and not you. And the iron cookware is indeed what I want right now."
"Please put the pen to paper!"
After Gu hesitated for a moment, he still registered truthfully.
Registration completed.
Gu asked again: "Besides this iron cooking utensil, if there is anything else you need, you can tell me. The engineer will consider it at his own discretion."
Qin Luoheng bowed and said:
"Thank you, sir, for your support."
"As for the others, there are none for now."
Gu sighed softly.
said:
"Let me say it first."
"You should be aware of the strong supervision of iron tools in Da Qin. The government does not allow private ownership of personal iron tools. Back then, His Majesty even ordered the troops from all over the world to gather in Xianyang just to prevent this situation from happening."
"Your request may not be met."
"You have to be mentally prepared."
Qin Luoheng nodded.
"I know."
"But since the engineer has told me to make my own decision, I will make the decision based on my current situation. Besides, the ink-making technology and medicinal ink I donated are already valuable, and it should be more than enough to exchange for some iron tools.
"
"Even if I am not satisfied in the end, I will not regret it."
Seeing that Qin Luoheng's attitude was so firm, Gu sighed lightly and without further persuasion, he put the written pieces of bamboo back into the bamboo basket, packed his things, opened the umbrella again, turned around and left.
Qin Luoheng bowed and sent him off.
outside the house.
The rain is getting heavier!
...
Xun Township.
A township less than ten miles away from Xianyang.
The sky was as black as ink, and raindrops continued to fall on it. A woman walked into the long and lonely rain alley outside the market, holding a baggage and an umbrella.
Rainy day.
There are very few people coming and going from the market.
She walked very slowly, and the baggage in her hands was very heavy. As she stepped forward, the crisp sound of copper plates hitting each other could be heard from time to time in the rain.
That was the sound of Qin Banliang's collision.
Although her pace was slow, she still entered the rain alley.
She took a few more steps forward, and suddenly a black shadow flashed out. The woman was startled immediately, and was about to call for help, but before she could cry out, the person covered her mouth, and she could only make a whimpering sound.
The woman struggled desperately.
But after a moment, the woman stopped struggling, and she fell to the wet ground in pain. A piece of blood was flowing out from under her body, and soon the whole ground was dyed red.
See the situation.
The visitor picked up the baggage and disappeared into the rain...
The woman fell to the ground, moaning in pain and screaming for help.
I don’t know how long it’s been.
Suddenly there was the sound of chaotic footsteps and the voices of many people talking. In the midst of this chaos, a figure appeared at the crime scene. After wandering back and forth several times, he finally stopped.
He bent down and picked up something.
The rain has long since washed away the mud stains on it. This is a coupon made of wattle wood!