late at night.
Lin Yunhong finished his day's political affairs, took a sip of tea, and then a dark shadow walked out of the corner.
"His Majesty!"
"What did the prince do when he went to the official residence today?" Lin Yunhong put down the tea cup and looked at the black shadow.
"Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner. In addition to copying tens of thousands of words, His Highness also met with the fourteen Imperial College Scholars."
There was no emotion in the black shadow's voice, and he said calmly: "His Royal Highness, Corporal Lixian, will personally receive them and test them."
"Fourteen academicians of the Imperial Academy, in accordance with the request of the direct prince, wrote three articles focusing on the incident of demon infestation in Nanxiang Mansion, His Majesty's execution of rebellious ministers, and the incident of the female academician of Jintian Mansion."
"The content of the article is excellent, but the direct prince has crossed out the content related to him and attributed all the merits to the people of Dayan and Longwei, as well as to His Majesty and the imperial court..."
After the black shadow said these words, he fell silent.
"This child..."
Lin Yunhong's body trembled slightly, the tired look on his face faded, and there was a bit more smile.
He waved his hand, and the void in the royal study rippled, and the black shadow disappeared.
"Dayan Weekly only publishes Dayan's heroes and Dayan's backbone, but in my heart, Huang'er is already Dayan's hero and Dayan's backbone..."
Lin Yunhong's expression was gentle.
Then he got up and left the Imperial Study Room and drove to Kunning Palace.
one person.
He is really missed.
…
Prince Teng's Mansion in the capital.
"Your Majesty, the student received an invitation from His Highness the Sixth Prince yesterday to attend a cultural gathering in the capital at the end of the month."
The Eight Great Talents Zhu Zhiyun asked for leave from King Teng.
"Wenhui? Why don't I know this? Tell me..." Prince Teng Lin Yunying was shocked and immediately became interested.
I wonder if the emperor’s nephew will participate?
"It is held by His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince and hosted by the Eight Great Dukes' Palaces. This cultural gathering is particularly grand, and all eight talented people in the capital will attend..."
Zhu Zhiyun saw that Prince Teng seemed to be very interested, and continued: "Your Majesty, I heard that there are many talented people who will go to the Holy Academy and Qingshan Academy, including the Holy Academy academic officers and the academy masters..."
"It's a grand cultural gathering. Has the venue been finalized?"
Prince Teng thought for a while and said: "If you can't find a good place, the Yueyang Tower that I built in Yueyang Mountain a few years ago is a good place..."
"Haha~" Zhu Zhiyun chuckled and said, "My lord, it's quite a coincidence. The student has asked the people sent by His Highness the Sixth Prince and Yueyang Tower is within the range of choices, but it seems that he is worried that Prince Teng will not allow it..."
"Ha ha!"
Prince Teng pinched his short beard and said, "Why don't you agree? If you choose Yueyang Tower, I am also willing to contribute ten thousand taels of silver to celebrate."
Zhu Zhiyun was shocked and said with sincere admiration: "The wise king is benevolent and the students admire him!"
"Haha~"
Prince Teng smiled and waved his hand, saying: "As the Prince of Dayan, I should also support the literati and bachelors of Dayan. As the New Year approaches, the capital should also be lively and lively. I am willing to celebrate with the people!"
Zhu Zhiyun stood in awe and bowed.
"Go down and rest!"
King Teng waved Zhu Zhiyun away, and then said with a sad face: "How can I get ten thousand taels of silver? I can't get it now..."
"Last time, I gave the Supreme Emperor's Silver Dragon Soft Armor to my nephew. I didn't want to talk to the princess again."
"That's right, Xiao Zhao!"
Prince Teng's eyes lit up when he thought of his daughter.
He thought for a while, then took the cakes he received from his friends during the day and ran to the princess's fragrant courtyard.
…
"Xiao Zhao? Have you slept?"
Prince Teng carried the pastry box and came to the courtyard of Princess Lin Xiaozhao.
"Father, I am studying and will go to bed later..."
Lin Xiaozhao's voice sounded in the attic of the small courtyard. He seemed to be in a bad mood and didn't really want to see Prince Teng.
"Still blaming my father? That silver dragon soft armor is not something my father won't let you wear, but it is a man's thing. How can a woman wear it?"
Prince Teng persuaded him boldly: "My father has something to do with you. How about asking my father to come up?"
"tomorrow……"
"Father brought some cakes."
"Then father, come up!" Lin Xiaozhao changed his words.
'This little glutton, after being sold, he's probably still helping the victims get money...'
Prince Teng felt helpless and went upstairs with the pastries. He saw Lin Xiaozhao sitting in a daze by the attic window.
Where are you reading?
"What are you thinking about?" Prince Teng asked with concern.
"I didn't think about anything." Lin Xiaozhao shook his head and said, "Father, where are the pastries?"
"Eat later!"
Prince Teng protected the pastry box and said, "Father, I want to discuss something with you first, that is... can I lend you some money from my father?"
"My father wants money to ask my mother and concubine, but I don't have any!" Lin Xiaozhao refused.
"That's a pity. These pastries are quite good. Father's friend said that he will send more food over in the future. Even if you have money, you can't buy it..."
Prince Teng shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, father, let's go find your mother and concubine. You can't keep a daughter!"
"Father, here~"
Princess Lin Xiaozhao pouted, reluctantly took out ten banknotes from the small box, and said: "I want all those food from now on..."
Prince Teng hurriedly walked over with the pastries, taking the money in one hand and delivering the goods in the other. He said seriously: "That's natural. When has my father ever lied to you? It's better to have a daughter."
Lin Xiaozhao took the cake and started eating it, and started talking more.
"The eldest son of the Duke's Palace and your imperial brother Lin Cong are holding a cultural gathering in the capital. My father is thinking of supporting some money."
With a smile on his face, Prince Teng planned to go to the palace tomorrow and asked his nephew Lin Cong to choose Yueyang Tower as the place.
By the way, he went to invite Emperor Lin Yi's nephew.
Tsk tsk!
Maybe Lin Yihuang's nephew is full of literary thoughts and composes another Mingfu poem, which would be wonderful.
"Wenhui?"
Lin Xiaozhao's eyes lit up. She thought of Xie Yuan Lin Yi, who wrote the "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion" for her father, and said: "Father, I will go too..."
…
The next morning.
Lin Yi went to the Dayan Weekly News office early. Li Wenbo did not go to the Zhenfu Division to report and followed Lin Yi.
The entire government office looks more and more like this, and craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry are also renovating the building.
Except for Zheng Yu's fiancée's house in the capital, all the bachelor's degree students from the Imperial College moved directly into the clean 'dormitory' with their belongings and luggage.
Everything is a new beginning.
Everyone was also full of enthusiasm. After revising the manuscript, it was handed over to Lin Yi for finalization.
After receiving the notification of approval, Zheng Yu and the others finally heaved a sigh of relief, and then Lin Yi also gave them a holiday so that they could study and practice.
But they had no time to spare, so they followed the craftsmen from the Ministry of Works and worked in the government offices.
Li Wenbo was wielding a spatula in the kitchen of the former Jiaofangsi.
Everything is going on in an orderly manner.
After Chen Jingzhi brought paper and ink from the Ministry of Industry, the entire warehouse was filled.
Lin Yi finally completed the copying of tens of thousands of words a few days ahead of schedule.
"Done!"
Lin Yi is now looking forward to the progress of the carving at the Ministry of Industry, and then makes a preliminary attempt.
Holding the box in his arms, he saw Chen Jingzhi in the front yard, who was directing the work of the craftsmen in the engineering department, and subconsciously stopped.
Lin Yi lowered his head and looked at the box carefully and wiped off the dust.
After confirming that there was no big problem, he walked over with confidence.
