To the First Emperor of Qin: The state has decreed this!

Chapter 325 Li Si bursts into a tirade!



Chapter 325 Li Si bursts into a tirade!

Inside the Gewu Institute.

Before long, Zhang Fan's phone buzzed.

Upon seeing the improved drawings and expert comments sent back, Zhang Fan's eyes lit up instantly, and he slapped his thigh!

"Brilliant! Flywheel energy storage! How could I have forgotten about that!"

Zhang Fan excitedly grabbed Mo Feng by the collar. "Old Mo! Listen up! Immediately order someone to go to the furnace and cast a solid iron disc weighing about a hundred pounds, with a hole in the center. Weld it firmly to the main drive shaft!"

"And these gears, all of them need to be re-grinded to this new scale!"

Although Mo Feng didn't understand the term "inertial energy storage," he looked at the blueprints and did some mental deduction, and suddenly everything became clear.

"Add a heavy iron plate to stabilize the rotation... That's right! That way, even if the force in the legs is momentarily exhausted, the remaining force of the iron plate can still push the blade to forcefully gnaw off the iron filings!"

Mo Feng trembled with excitement. "The Immortal Master is truly amazing! I'll take people to modify it right away! In less than three days, this first machine tool will be able to cut iron like mud!"

Watching Mo Feng's retreating figure, Zhang Fan put away his phone with satisfaction.

Once the first machine tool is successfully operational, Daqin's standardization industrial process will be officially put into high-speed gear.

But then, Zhang Fan rubbed his still throbbing temples, and the smile on his face faded.

"Industrial development is stable... but what about the hidden danger of leaked exam questions, and the two ticking time bombs, Ying Yinman and Mi Yueyao? How are we going to handle this...?"

After explaining the expert's improvement suggestions to Mo Feng and the other Mo family disciples.

It was noon, and the autumn breeze was quite cool!

Zhang Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead before strolling back to his private courtyard.

Upon entering the room, he locked the door behind him and immediately took out his phone to call Chief Zhu Feng to discuss the difficult problem of preventing cheating in the first imperial examination of the Great Qin Dynasty.

On the other end of the phone, Bureau 749 quickly assembled a team of experts in education, ancient history, and security engineering.

The two sides discussed the matter for nearly half an hour, and the expert team finally reached a reluctant conclusion:

"Comrade Zhang Fan, completely eliminating cheating was simply impossible in ancient times when transportation and communication were extremely backward."

Even if you design the most intricate and meticulous process, its implementation will consume a vast amount of manpower, material resources, and financial resources, ultimately overwhelming the current administrative system of the Qin Dynasty—a net loss.

Our advice is... focus on the major issues and let the minor ones go, taking preventative measures to the greatest extent possible!

"First, we will implement 'cross-regional proctoring'!"

Officials from Xianyang were sent to Jiangnan to supervise the examinations, while officials from Jiangnan were sent to Longxi to supervise the examinations, thus completely severing the network of interests between the examiners and the local powerful families.

Secondly, all the exam papers printed using printing technology were placed in specially made waterproof kraft paper bags and sealed completely with a 'sealing wax stamp'!

The rule stipulated that this seal could not be opened publicly in front of all the students until the moment before the gong was struck in the examination hall.

Anyone found with prematurely damaged goods will be sentenced to death by the examiner!

After listening, Zhang Fan sighed helplessly: "Fine, limited by the productivity of the times, this is the only physical anti-cheating method we can use for now."

After hanging up the phone.

Zhang Fan immediately found Li Si, who was extremely busy.

After Zhang Fan explained the methods of "cross-regional proctoring" and "sealing the exam papers with wax and copper seals," Li Si, who had been frowning, suddenly widened his eyes.

"hiss!"

Li Si gasped, slapped his thigh, and couldn't help but blurt out a curse he'd picked up from Zhang Fan: "The Immortal Master's plan... is truly brilliant!"

"By crossing over from different places, we can sever any personal ties; by using sealing wax and copper seals, we can prevent any leaks!"

In this way, even if a local prefect has connections to the highest levels, he won't be able to see a single word of the exam questions beforehand! Brilliant! Brilliant!

Li Si was so excited that his beard stood on end, and he immediately decided that the imperial examination regulations should be filled in this way.

After reaching an agreement, the two walked side by side toward Zhangtai Palace, preparing to report to Ying Zheng.

along the way.

Zhang Fan, with practiced ease, stretched out his arm and put it around Li Si's shoulder, grinning as he tried to ingratiate himself: "Old Li, look how well we coordinate! The overall planning and coordination of the imperial examinations depends entirely on you, the pillar of Qin!"

When Zhang Fan put his arm around his shoulder, Li Dun immediately felt extremely uncomfortable, and his old face darkened instantly.

He knew Zhang Fan's hands-off management style all too well!

This kid never gets up early for nothing, so the fact that he's so eager to hug me like this means he's up to no good. He's definitely trying to get all those tedious and thankless tasks onto me again!

……

at the same time.

Inside Zhangtai Palace, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood.

Ying Zheng sat upright on the large dragon throne, holding a secret letter that had just been delivered by Black Ice Guard via express carrier pigeon.

The handwriting on the letter was delicate yet sharp, and it was written by Yu Miaoyan herself, who was far away in Kuaiji County.

The letter detailed the recent undercurrents in Kuaiji Commandery, especially the collusion and conspiracy between the Xiang clan and that "Great Qin Immortal Master".

After reading the secret letter, Ying Zheng's deep eyes revealed no emotion whatsoever; his expression was as indifferent as if he were looking at a trivial matter that had nothing to do with him.

"Xiang Liang, Fang Zhengge... and that fake immortal master..."

Ying Zheng smiled faintly, casually placed the secret letter on the table, waved his hand lightly to the guards on the Black Ice Platform below, and gave the order:

"Pass the decree to Miaoyan: Continue... Await!"

"Here you go!"

The guards received the order and retreated like ghosts.

At this moment, Eunuch Li tiptoed into the main hall and respectfully reported, "Your Majesty, the Immortal Master Zhang Fan and the Left Chancellor Li Si are requesting an audience outside the hall."

"Announce." Ying Zheng nodded slightly.

Before long, Zhang Fan and Li Si entered the main hall.

Zhang Fan's hand was still on Li Si's shoulder until they entered the main hall, when he reluctantly let go, leaving Li Si with a green face the whole way.

After the ceremony, Zhang Fan spoke first, giving Ying Zheng a detailed report on the methods of "fire lacquer and copper seal" and "examination in a different location".

After listening, Ying Zheng's eyes flashed with admiration: "This method is excellent! It can not only silence the powerful families, but also ensure the relative fairness of the imperial examination."

In that case, the preparations for the transportation and invigilation of the imperial examination papers...

Before Ying Zheng could finish speaking, Zhang Fan immediately interrupted, saying righteously:

"Your Majesty! I recommend Prime Minister Li to take full charge of this matter! I have been working tirelessly at the Imperial Academy lately, neglecting sleep and meals, on the great project of machine tools for the Qin Dynasty. I am truly overwhelmed!"

Upon hearing this, Li Si, who was standing next to him, almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"fart!"

Even with his excellent self-control, Li Si was inwardly cursing at this moment:

Those treadmill machines were clearly all hammered and cast by the Mo family's laborers. You, kid, didn't even touch a scrap of iron, except to talk about it. What business is it of yours?


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