He has not lived enough

No, it's not only good, there are a few senior ministers who are quite skilled in calligraphy and can be called masters of calligraphy in this dynasty.

No, it's not only good, there are a few senior ministers who are quite skilled in calligraphy and can be called masters of calligraphy in this dynasty. They stretched their necks and looked forward excitedly. Go up and appreciate it.

As soon as Zhao Yu looked at the reaction below, he knew that the points were not in vain. Didn't someone always make a fuss about his ignorance?Today he insisted on clearing this up.

However, this word was not given to the courtiers. Zhao Yu summoned the old man Tian who had led the ox with him before: "I will give this word to the old man, as a good omen for a good harvest."

Old man Tian didn't know a few big characters. After Zhang Defu read the words to him, Old Man Tian bowed with joy, wiped his hands on the skirt of his clothes, and held the words carefully.

Seeing that Zhao Yu gave the word to an illiterate old man, several old officials couldn't help beating their heads and stamping their feet, but they didn't dare to say anything, so they could only look at the happy old man Tian eagerly, feeling itchy.

These veterans were quite knowledgeable and had high hopes for the emperor Zhao Yu, but after repeated disappointments, they turned to hate iron and steel.

No, not an accident, but a shock.

From the glimpse just now, they can also see that the artistic conception of those words has reached the extreme, which can be called a rare work handed down from generation to generation.

Could it be that the heavens have eyes, and the former emperor blesses them, is their little emperor really enlightened now?

Sensing the scorching gazes of everyone, Old Man Tian hurriedly tightened his words. He wanted to take this word back and confess it. It was passed down from generation to generation, even if he was given a hundred gold ingots!

The veterans had no choice but to turn their eyes to Zhao Yu, expecting him to write more ink, but they were destined to be disappointed.

After Zhao Yu finished writing those few words, someone put down the pen and ink, and pretended not to see the disappointed expressions of those few people - what is not available is the best!

What's more, he can see these courtiers at any time, and it's easy to clean up, but ordinary people are not so easy to meet. Today's opportunity is rare, and he must take this opportunity to expand his influence among the masses.

There is a saying that gold cups and silver cups are not as good as the reputation of ordinary people. Zhao Yu, who lives in the age of information explosion, understands the meaning of this saying too well.

After the original owner was overthrown by the rebel army, he was forced to walk around the street. The people below did not have a good word for the former emperor. After losing his status, he realized that he had reached the point where everyone scolded him. The leader of the rebel army who was a traitor and traitor was supported endlessly.

Only then did the original owner understand the meaning of the words he often heard.

Water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn it. Don't underestimate the insignificant people.

It's a pity that it was too late for the original owner to wake up.

Zhao Yu will never make this kind of mistake again. He is an ordinary person himself, and he knows that although ordinary people look ordinary, the power of the masses is infinite.

After a few short summaries, Zhao Yu finally went through all the procedures, suppressing the desire to jump off work, and walked out with pretending to be prudent.

When passing by Bai Qingyu, Zhao Yu secretly made a scissors hand to him, regardless of whether he understood it or not, she went out happily.

After the ceremony, there will be a big banquet for the officials, which is a trivial matter, but the bigger the banquet, the less hot food they can eat. Zhao Yu didn't eat a few mouthfuls, but was toasted with a few glasses of wine.

In order to show his close-to-the-people image of having fun with his subjects, Zhao Yu drank it readily, which was completely different from the past when he always had a cold face and did not cooperate when attending banquets.

With his identity in place, no one dared to let him drink too much, but this body can only hold so much alcohol, and after a few glasses of wine, it is not obvious on the surface, but in fact he has already begun to faint.

Almost halfway through the banquet, Zhao Yu paused the singing and dancing in the palace while she was still conscious, raised the wine bottle and said, "You are all ministers who have assisted the late emperor, and you have won the trust of the late emperor."

"It has been more than a year since I ascended the throne last year. I know that I am young and not qualified enough. The prosperity and prosperity of the Great Jin Dynasty is due to the assistance of all virtuous ministers and generals. I would like to offer a cup of thanks to you for today's banquet. .”

Zhao Yu raised the wine bottle high up to the ministers, especially when facing Shang Bai Qingyu's direction, she smiled brightly, raised her head and drank the wine in one gulp.

"May I live up to the emperor, live up to my ancestors, and build the Great Jin Dynasty together with the princes!"

The courtiers filled up the wine bottles of the courtiers one after another, and the ministers hurriedly left their positions and stood up, half panicked and half happy, and said in unison: "Thank you, the sage, for the reward!" They took the wine bottles and drank together with Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu curled his lips in satisfaction as he felt the atmosphere that was brought up. Although he had never been a boss, as a social animal, he knew that no employee liked a boss who was always superior. There were clear rewards and punishments. People will be willing to follow you.

It's no wonder that the original owner's way of doing nothing but blowing his beard and staring at him wins people's hearts.

Bai Qingyu has never liked to drink alcohol, so he silently picked up the wine bottle and drank it, slowly swallowing the mellow and slightly spicy wine.

Looking at Zhao Yu, who was not quite the same as usual but even more irresistible, Bai Qingyu's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and his usually indifferent eyes were tinged with heat.

After drinking the wine, Bai Qingyu did not put down the bronze wine bottle, and gently stroked the delicate porcelain surface with his slender fingers. The feeling of touching Zhao Yu's hand before flashed uncontrollably in his mind.

The deepest thought hidden in his heart was eager to try, but this time Bai Qingyu didn't suppress it as before.

After drinking, Zhao Yu let the singing and dancing continue, and went down in person, chatted cordially with a few old officials, and showed the polite and approachable attitude of corporals, sweeping away the contemptuous and conceited image in the past.

Several senior ministers were also very pleased. Regardless of whether Zhao Yu was sincere or not, his attitude far exceeded their expectations.

Blessed by the first emperor, the great Jin country has finally fallen into the hands of the foolish king who doesn't know right from wrong.

In order to show his sincerity, Zhao Yu inevitably drank a few more glasses of wine. When he turned around and reached Bai Qingyu's position, his footsteps were already a little unsteady.

"Be careful, Your Majesty!" Zhang Defu went to help him quickly, but someone was faster than him.

Bai Qingyu looked at the drunk-eyed young man in his arms, tightened and loosened his fingers holding his waist, and said in a clearer and calmer voice, "Your Majesty is drunk."

Zhao Yu supported the corner of the table to stand firm, and showed a big smile to Bai Qingyu: "I'm not drunk... I want to toast Bai Xiang again!"

Just now he was able to maintain his sobriety in front of others, but after seeing Bai Qingyu, Zhao Yu completely relaxed.

Especially when the system reminded him that the two previously released tasks have been completed, and the progress of the transformation has reached 15%. Zhao Yu's sense of urgency that has been faintly suppressed in his heart suddenly eased a lot, and he was in a good mood, so he couldn't help but drink a few more glasses , Seeing Bai Qingyu with golden thighs made him even happier.

Zhao Yu tilted his head like a child who wanted to claim credit for his good grades, and asked, "How did I do today? Didn't I embarrass my ancestors?"

Looking at Zhao Yu's shining eyes, Bai Qingyu restrained the desire to caress the top of his hair, and simply praised: "Your Majesty is better than I expected today."

But this sentence was enough for Zhao Yu to be happy and satisfied. He picked up Bai Qingyu's wine bottle and asked Zhang Defu to fill it up, and brought it to him himself, muttering: "Without Bai Xiang's tireless training, I would not be able to do it." Today is like this... don't say anything... I will do it first!"

After finishing speaking, he threw his neck back and drank the wine boldly. Seeing that Bai Qingyu was still holding the wine bottle, he thought about it for a while, then smiled and said, "I see, you want to drink a cup of wine... Come, come, let's have one..."

Zhang Defu on the side: "..."

He took two steps back silently holding the jug, but we didn't hear anything.

Fortunately, the singing and dancing in the palace was in full swing at this moment, and the ministers were also slightly drunk, so no one noticed it.

Bai Qingyu sighed very lightly, held the bottle and drank the wine.

Looking at Zhao Yu, who was clearly drunk, Bai Qingyu said: "I will send Your Majesty back to rest."

Although Zhao Yu was drunk, fortunately he still knew what the occasion was, so he nodded cooperatively, and walked out of the hall with the support of Bai Qingyu.

When the cool wind blew outside, instead of feeling sober, Zhao Yu felt more and more drunk, and leaned softly on Bai Qingyu's body, not wanting to open his eyes.

The chariot outside was ready, so Bai Qingyu simply carried Zhao Yu into the chariot and was about to go out. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yu seemed to have spotted him, and dazedly grabbed his lapel and did not let go: "Don't go... ..."

Zhang Defu, who was holding the curtain, tentatively said, "Why don't Master Bai also sit back together?"

It was getting late at the moment, and he was supposed to stay here overnight after the sacrifice, and return to the palace early tomorrow morning. Bai Qingyu lived next to Zhao Yu, so he nodded in agreement after a pause.

After the curtain was lowered, the chariot walked steadily, and arrived at the residence in a short time.

Bai Qingyu looked down at Zhao Yu who seemed to be sleeping abnormally in his arms, so he had no choice but to carry him to the bed in the bedroom.

"I'm really bothering Mr. Bai..." Zhang Defu apologized with a smile. Bai Qingyu is notorious for not being close to others, and he made an exception today, "You have been tired all day, so you should rest early."

Bai Qingyu nodded and wanted to get up, but Zhao Yu still refused to let go when he fell asleep, and even fumbled and grabbed Bai Qingyu's wrist even more vigorously.

"This..." Zhang Defu looked at the two of them in embarrassment. He knew that Zhao Yu liked to hold or hug something when he fell asleep, but Mr. Bai was not someone who could casually accompany someone to sleep with him.

Fearing that this cold-hearted adult would lose his patience, Zhang Defu just thought of a solution when he heard Bai Qingyu say: "Forget it, take some hangover soup and fetch some water."

"I cleaned my face with His Majesty, and I will leave after he is fast asleep."

Hearing that Bai Qingyu was willing to condescend to do this, Zhang Defu was overjoyed, and hurriedly called the palace servants to bring sober soup and washing things.

Although Zhao Yu was already drunk and dazed, he opened his mouth to drink cooperatively when the spoon reached his mouth. Bai Qingyu fed the hangover soup with one hand, and carefully cleaned Zhao Yu's face with a handkerchief.

Seeing Bai Qingyu finish all this, Zhang Defu said earnestly: "That's all for you to worry about, the old slave will be waiting in the side hall, if you have anything, you can call the old slave."

Bai Qingyu responded lightly, Zhang Defu asked the palace servants to extinguish the remaining two palace lanterns, and led them back out.

The hall fell silent for a while, except for the dim yellow candlelight, reflecting the hazy figures of the two people behind the curtain.