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He recognized his adopted son with his own ability, why would he have to dismiss him with just one word from his own son?

Zhao Yunjun suddenly became violent and directly fought with his father.When the eunuch outside heard the ping-ping-pong-pong sound in the study room that even the sound-proof barrier couldn't hide, there was no surprise on his face, and his face was full of habit.This kind of thing has happened too many times. His Royal Highness is a little irritable, and His Majesty the Emperor likes to tease His Royal Highness. Such fights are really common.

That night, His Majesty the Emperor, who had just been on the dragon bed, couldn't help rubbing the corners of his mouth.

The queen on the side mocked directly: "You provoke Erlang again, you can't bear your dog temper."

The emperor directly retorted: "I am not a dog with a temper, but a dragon with a temper. I am a dragon, not a dog!"

The queen finally couldn't help rolling her eyes when she heard the words, turned her back to the emperor, and didn't want to talk to him.

At the same time, Liang Youcheng's side was full of solemnity.

The group of people headed by Liang Youcheng sat in the main hall with the door closed, and refreshments were being placed on the collapsed table, but no one enjoyed it.

The room was silent, and no one made a sound.

In the end, Liang Youcheng was the first to speak: "That human has researched this paper, and His Majesty has made up his mind to promote it vigorously. What's your solution?"

"This is something that is beneficial to scholars. We certainly can't stop it, but we can stop it from woodblock printing." Suddenly, a middle-aged man said, "If woodblock printing cannot be promoted, copying books will also reduce the price of this paper. , but the price of that book can’t drop much, and the main reading resources are still in our hands.”

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, someone responded immediately: "That's right, many officials in the court really hate these woodblock printing, and feel that these printed books have no spiritual power at all."

Liang Youcheng's eyes lit up when he heard the words, but he didn't respond directly.

Many of the remaining gentlemen also responded one after another: "It can be said that this book without spiritual energy can't make a scholar with spiritual energy. It's just throwing away some money and handing over some mediocre talents, and it can't make any contribution to Dazhao. .”

In the end, Liang Youcheng made a decision: "Then use this reason to write a letter. Everyone will write a letter when they go back. If there are more people who write letters, His Majesty will definitely pay attention to it."

All the monsters responded immediately, and Liang Youcheng finally nodded in satisfaction when he saw this: "Now that I have figured out a way, don't worry about it, everyone. I'll ask the dancer to come and cheer everyone up, and I'll serve you some wine."

The original dignified atmosphere dissipated immediately, the door of the main hall was also opened by the servants, the dancers who had been waiting for a long time filed in, and the servants also entered the hall full of food and wine, and placed them in the hall On your desk.

In an instant, the hall was full of singing and singing, dancing and drinking.

But the sky is covered with dark clouds, and the wind and rain are about to come.The strong wind blew the branches outside vigorously, shaking off the leaves all over the ground, but no one in the house cared, all eyes were the dancing girls in the center of the hall.

On the other side, Ye Qingxi looked at the gloomy sky and became a little worried. It seemed that there was going to be a downpour.

And I heard from Lan Ze that Zhao Yunjun left the mansion early this morning, and he didn't know where he went, and he didn't even take him with him, and he hasn't come back until now.If it rains, will something happen to Zhao Yunjun?

But Ye Qingxi threw this absurd thought out of his mind in an instant, no matter what, Zhao Yunjun is still the prince of a country, and there must be hidden guards around him.

And looking at Zhao Yunjun's habits, this time he went out either to the palace or to Dianmao, even if it rained, he could still live in the palace.Otherwise, you can wait for the rain to stop, and no one around will let him have an accident.

But Ye Qingxi herself didn't know why, and couldn't restrain her worry about Zhao Yunjun.

what happened to him?Before, he clearly suspected that Zhao Yunjun had a problem, why are he worried about him now?

Knowing that Zhao Yunjun is probably not a good person, he is still so worried, which seems really stupid of him.

Ye Qingxi shook her head irritably, forcing herself to divert her thoughts.

Today he went to his Imperial Medical Office again to draw those medicinal herbs, but this time he didn't just bring pencils and notebooks, but instead brought pens, inks and paints, and began to draw carefully one by one.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, Ye Qingxi packed up his things and came back.

It was also cloudy in Japan today, but the sun was still shining brightly, but for some reason, now in the evening, the clouds suddenly covered, and it was about to rain heavily.

When the first raindrop fell, Ye Qingxi had already had dinner.

As the first family in Dazhao to have a wok, Ye Qingxi is now able to enjoy a happy life with fried vegetables, soup and rice.

But Ye Qingxi, who used to eat with gusto, now has no taste for it, and can't help but look at the rain that has gradually increased outside the window.

Dazhao is popular for riding horses, presumably Zhao Yunjun also rode horses when he went out.But the rain is getting heavier and heavier, how will Zhao Yunjun come back?Put on a coir raincoat?The coir raincoat probably won't have much effect, it's better to stay in the palace overnight.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingxi's thoughts couldn't help turning a corner, thinking that if it rains and snows, would the Jokha people still ride horses?

The more Ye Qingxi thought about it, the more puzzled he became, but he never went out when it was raining, so he turned his head to look at Sui Qiu, and asked, "If there is rain and snow in Jokhang, do Jokhang people still ride horses? Or sit in sedan chairs?"

Seeing the curious and doubtful eyes of the little human being, Sui Qiu couldn't help but soften his heart, and said: "Of course it's a sedan chair, but many people are not used to it, because this sedan chair is really cramped. back home."

But in fact, Dazhao didn't even have a person—ah, no, now there is such a small human as Qingxi—these big monsters also have powerful monster power, so of course they used their monster power to protect their bodies and drove home directly on horseback.Anyway, the rain and snow will not really fall on them.

Ye Qingxi nodded knowingly upon hearing this.

Just when Ye Qingxi was about to finish dinner, the rain outside the house had already turned into a torrential downpour.

But at this moment, a servant hurried in to report: "Your Majesty, yes, someone is visiting."

Ye Qingxi dropped the bowl and chopsticks in an instant, and ran out in a flash.

The servant calmed down his breathing, looked blankly at Ye Qingxi's disappearing figure, and murmured: "It's the King Rongjun who came to visit."

But Ye Qingxi, who had already run out, didn't hear this sentence, only Sui Qiu who was still there heard the servant's words, and gave him a hard look, but he didn't understand what the servant said, and hurriedly followed.

The sound of crackling rain rang in his ears, and Ye Qingxi, who was walking in the corridor, could only feel the fresh moisture on his face, and his whole body was much refreshed, and even his mood seemed to be a little bit joyful.