"Father, do you still want my camera? If father wants it, I can fly a pigeon to send a message back to Youzhou and order someone to send it to you.
Alas, my fault is that I left in a hurry this time and forgot to bring it with me. "
Seeing that the two young eunuchs had already walked over, Zhao Ding stood up and looked at Zhao Chongyuan in the Jinluan Hall with a look of regret.
Zhao Chongyuan: "..."
However, looking at the civil and military officials of the court, Zhao Chongyuan still forced a smile and said: "I am extremely satisfied that King Yan has this intention. As for the camera, it is not urgent.
Moreover, as the monarch of a country, I worry about my millions of people every day, so I should not indulge in those strange and obscene things, so as not to ruin the government. "
Having said this, Zhao Chongyuan pretended to be dignified and reprimanded:
"Not only I am like this, but you, as the prince, are also like this. As my prince, you should focus on the common people, manage the fiefdom well, and take good care of the people. You should not indulge in this matter all day long, so as not to fall into lower end.
Do you understand? "
Zhao Chongyuan's words didn't sound like they had any other meaning, but for some reason, Man Chaowen always heard something else.
It seems that His Majesty is gritting his teeth.
"Second brother, what's going on?"
Zhao Heng took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and pushed Zhao Gang slightly with his shoulder.
"how could I know?"
Zhao Gang also looked confused.
He originally wanted to watch a show, but this is what happened?
Is that all?
The two brothers looked at each other, confused.
"My son, I obey."
Zhao Ding grinned and cupped his hands happily towards his cheap dad.
Zhao Chongyuan's words meant that he had passed this matter.
As for anything else, let’s not consider it for now!
Anyway, after waiting for enough time, he found an excuse to sneak back to Youzhou.
When the time comes, the sky is high and the emperor is far away.
He, Zhao Ding, is worried about a hammer!
But the only thing that worries Zhao Ding now is whether his father, Zhao Chongyuan, will let him return to Youzhou comfortably.
After all, his father has already been to Youzhou and knows the current situation in Youzhou.
Even without him, Zhao Ding is still impregnable!
If you don't let him go, it will be difficult.
When he thought of this, Zhao Ding suddenly felt a little headache.
Sometimes things are done too well, and it doesn’t seem to be a good thing...
At the moment, I just hope that Wen Ziheng can gain some momentum and cause some trouble with Nan Chen.
When the border becomes unstable, he, a prince guarding the border, will have enough excuses to sneak back to Youzhou...
"Go down and see your mother. After all, we haven't seen you for eight years. Your mother has been missing you a little lately."
Zhao Chongyuan waved his hand and ordered.
miss?
Aren't you sick?
Hearing Zhao Chongyuan's words, Zhao Ding frowned slightly.
He remembered that the note Zhao Chongyuan gave him said that the queen was ill and asked him to come back.
But now you don’t mention your illness?
However, looking at the look on Zhao Ding's face, Zhao Chongyuan couldn't help but smile.
However, he restrained himself and said with a serious face: "Go quickly, your mother is waiting for you in Kunning Palace. She has already cooked a table of meals for you personally. After I have dealt with the affairs of the government, I will also It will pass."
After that, without giving Zhao Ding a chance to speak, Zhao Chongyuan waved his hand with a smile.
Signaling Zhao Ding to retreat.
Zhao Ding: "..."
For a moment, Zhao Ding suddenly felt like he was in trouble.
He felt as if he had been deceived...
But looking at the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, it was hard to say anything.
Think about it.
Zhao Ding could only cup his hands and say: "I sincerely obey my father's decree."
After saying this and bowing again, he followed the two young eunuchs beside him out of the Jinluan Palace and walked towards the outside of the main hall.
Looking at Zhao Ding's defeated look.
Zhao Chongyuan suddenly became happy.
Most of the depression in his heart that was threatened by Zhao Ding a moment ago disappeared immediately.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised uncontrollably.
You kid, are you still fighting with your father and me?
Your father and I have eaten more salt than you have traveled!
Morning dynasty is still going on.
In the Jinluan Hall, Zhao Qingzhan, who was standing next to Zhao Chongyuan, looked at Zhao Ding's leaving figure and smacked his lips.
What did he say to his ninth uncle and his grandfather?
He didn't understand.
But the gramophone and the so-called camera interested him.
If it is really like what my uncle Jiu said.
In the future, won’t Zhao Qingzhan have the opportunity to spread his true appearance through the ages?
It's that the painters at the moment are painting something specious.
His voice can even be passed down to future generations!
Not only Zhao Qingzhan, but also many of the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty present had the same idea.
Leaving a name in history is what these people pursue.
If only the appearance and voice could be left together.
Would not it be?
Hiss~~~~~
Many people can't wait to wait for the morning court to pay homage to the King of Yan...
However, the brothers Zhao Gang and Zhao Ding were somewhat uninterested.
There is no other reason.
What they expected didn't seem to happen.
However, the Yongzhou businessman mentioned by Zhao Ding made them remember it in their hearts.
After morning.
It's not far from Jinluan Temple.
Inside the Yangxin Hall.
Zhao Chongyuan stood in the main hall with a look of disgust on his face, waiting for the maid and eunuch beside him to take off his dragon robe.
The more I thought about Zhao Ding's depressed look before he left.
Zhao Chongyuan felt even more proud in his heart.
After all, ginger is old and spicy.
Although today's original expectations were not met, looking at Zhao Ding's deflated appearance in the end.
He felt inexplicably happy...
Perhaps it was because Zhao Ding had calculated too much...
But when I think about the so-called camera that Zhao Ding mentioned.
Zhao Chongyuan was so angry that his liver ached.
He knew about the gramophone, but what the hell was this camera?
What if it is really possible to copy a person's appearance one-to-one as Zhao Ding said?
Doesn't it mean that Zhao Chongyuan has the control in his son's hands?
"Father, I have something to report!"
At this moment, the voices of brothers Zhao Gang and Zhao Heng sounded outside the hall.
Listening to the voices of brothers Zhao Gang and Zhao Heng.
Zhao Chongyuan frowned.
He couldn't help but glance outside the Yangxin Hall.
Is there anything that cannot be said in the morning, and must be said in the Yangxin Hall while avoiding the civil and military officials of the court?
He glanced at Wang Lishi on the side.
The latter immediately walked towards the outside of the Yangxin Hall knowingly.
It didn't take long.
Under the leadership of Wang Lishi, the two brothers Zhao Gang and Zhao Heng had already arrived at the Yangxin Hall.
Bowed to Zhao Chongyuan again.
"There are no outsiders here, so there's no need to be like this. Let's talk about something."
Zhao Chongyuan sat on the dragon couch, took a sip of tea, and looked leisurely at the brothers Zhao Gang and Zhao Heng.
"Ahem~~~"
Zhao Heng cleared his throat and glanced at Zhao Gang.
Zhao Gang's face suddenly turned bitter, but he still said with an apologetic smile: "Dad, my son has some scruples, so he took advantage of the opportunity of your morning visit to report to dad personally."
With that said, Zhao Gang took out a memorial from his sleeve and handed it over with a flattering look: "Dad, take a look."
While passing it over, Zhao Gang kicked Zhao Heng again.
The latter immediately reluctantly took out a memorial from his sleeve, bent down, and handed it to Wang Lishi who came to take the memorial.
Looking at the small movements between the two, Zhao Chongyuan raised his eyebrows and squinted at the two.
Taking advantage of the situation, he took over the memorials from Zhao Gang and Zhao Heng from Wang Li.
But at first glance, Zhao Chongyuan's brows knitted together instantly.
