certainly.
The so-called attack does not mean asking Li Wenbo to die.
"I asked you a few days ago. If one day, I ask you to make certain sacrifices, you said that I don't need to ask you, just make arrangements..."
Lin Yi said with a straight face: "Or are you lying to me?"
Buzz!
Li Wenbo's head was buzzing as he stood up and said, "We lied to our ancestors, but I won't lie to you either!"
"We are not afraid of mountains of swords and seas of fire, but we are afraid of leaving Master... Hey, Master, tell me, what should we do in the Holy Courtyard?"
Li Wenbo knew that Lin Yi had something serious to do, so it was difficult for him to refuse.
Lin Yi said slowly: "At the cultural conference, you targeted me, then switched to the Holy Academy, and worked hard to climb to the position of academic officer. At the Holy Academy next year, I will try to help you become the Holy Son of the Holy Academy. In the future..."
He didn't continue talking, took a sip of tea, and stared at Li Wenbo with a half-smile.
"hiss!"
Li Wenbo took a deep breath, his heart was pounding, he swallowed, and whispered: "Do you want us to infiltrate the Holy Court and become the Holy Master in the future?"
Woo!
Li Wenbo was so frightened that he quickly closed his mouth and trembled slightly.
You are so brave!
Lin Yi nodded slightly.
"We think this is very difficult. My qualifications are not very good. How can I become a Holy Son?"
Li Wenbo felt that it was unrealistic and continued: "And the Holy Court must also know that I am my scholar. Once my weekly newspaper is published, it will be a huge offense to the Holy Court. Will they allow me to join the Holy Court?"
Lin Yidao: "That's why I said, if you target me at the cultural conference, let's put on a show!"
"acting?"
"That's right, no matter what I say at the cultural conference, you just keep singing the opposite tune and targeting me. I believe that the Holy Court is eager to drag you into the Holy Court."
Lin Yi looked at Li Wenbo with a smile and said, "I will help you become the Holy Son of the Holy Academy!"
"The Holy Son of the Holy Court is much better than the Dragon Guard in commanding everything..."
Gudong!
Li Wenbo swallowed his saliva and felt a little tempted. He nodded and said, "Okay! Then why should we return to you?"
"Not urgent!"
"What if I really become a Holy Lord in the future?"
Lin Yi stood up, patted Li Wenbo on the shoulder, laughed and left the public room with his hands behind his back.
'If that day comes, I have a 'Mingguo' poem that can help you become a second-grade sub-sage. '
Lin Yi thought so in his heart.
"???"
What does a tap on the shoulder mean? Li Wenbo was a little confused and scratched his head.
…
Beijing.
Yueyang Mountain.
Prince Teng's carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain. The talented man Zhu Zhiyun opened the curtain and invited Prince Teng Lin Yunying out.
"Tomorrow is the capital cultural gathering, and I can't wait..."
Lin Yunying was filled with emotion.
How could there be only Tengwang Pavilion among the famous buildings in the capital? Yueyang Tower must also be included.
"The virtuous prince not only provided the venue for the cultural gathering, but also supported ten thousand taels of silver. This event will definitely be a complete success!"
Zhu Zhiyun said with a smile: "If there are talented people and geniuses who leave masterpieces that can be handed down from generation to generation, Yueyang Tower can be as famous as Tengwang Pavilion and become famous all over the world!"
"Hahaha!"
Lin Yunying shook her head and smiled bitterly: "How can it be that easy? Besides, this is not my purpose..."
He raised his head slightly, with a hint of melancholy in his eyes:
"There is a faint phenomenon of lack of employment among the imperial officials. I am worried about this. I only hope that this cultural conference can attract some talented people to add new blood to the imperial court and alleviate the sufferings of the people..."
Zhu Zhiyun was stunned, then stood in awe and said: "The wise king is concerned about the country and the people, and the students admire him!"
"Let's go and see how it goes."
Prince Teng Lin Yunhong smiled and thought, could Yueyang Tower be famous all over the world? It’s really exciting!
Then he took Zhu Zhiyun to climb the mountain.
…
Dayan Weekly Official Residence.
Lin Yi stood at the gate of the official residence, a little anxious.
Chen Jingzhi carries His Majesty's autograph, which has not been produced yet.
Tomorrow is the day when the Capital Cultural Conference will be held. He is still waiting to get this batch of weekly newspapers and goes to the cultural conference first to get some.
Many officials passed by and looked at Lin Yi.
"After the Jiaofang Division reopens, are there going to be some new flower activities? But don't tell me yet, this young man is so handsome!"
"Isn't Lao Wang just happy with this? Will you invite him over to play later?"
"I just don't know when it will open, and I haven't heard of His Majesty's will..."
Lin Yi frowned.
at this time.
Chen Jingzhi held a brocade box and trotted over. He walked as fast as flying and soon arrived in front of Lin Yi.
"Come inside!"
Lin Yi pulled Chen Jingzhi into the official residence.
Those officials who passed by the official residence turned back, were stunned for a moment, and exclaimed: "It's not open yet, but it's already open for business?"
…
"How about it?"
Lin Yi had never been so anxious before, fearing that all plans would be disrupted and the conference would be meaningless.
Even Li Wenbo couldn't fit into the Holy Courtyard.
Chen Jingzhi nodded and said: "It's done. If it hadn't been delayed for some reason, it would have been done long ago!"
He handed the brocade box to Lin Yi.
"The craftsmen in the Ministry of Industry are very good at their craftsmanship." Lin Yi checked and found that the fonts for His Majesty's signature were indeed well made.
The printed version will probably look as good as the handwritten one.
It’s not too much to mistake the fake for the real thing.
"By the way, what's the reason for the delay?" Lin Yi hugged the brocade box and rushed to the printing shop with Chen Jingzhi.
"The craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry chose to kneel on the ground when they saw His Majesty's name, and seven or eight people were injured because of shaking hands..."
Chen Jingzhi said seriously.
"...Thanks for their hard work!"
Lin also didn't know what to say.
But this also shows the weight of His Majesty’s name in people’s hearts. The Dayan Weekly has a good start, let’s start it at the Wenhui!
"Zheng Yu, Changsun Ce, come here."
Lin Yi called Zheng Yu and others, handed the brocade box to them, and said, "Is there an empty space after the word editor in the weekly newspaper?"
"Yes, Your Highness!" Zheng Yu said.
"I brought you the name of the editor-in-chief of Dayan Weekly. There are five copies here. After you check each weekly newspaper, print this name!"
Lin Yi ordered.
The craftsmen in the printing shop worked very hard these days, printing tens of thousands of copies.
Now all that is needed is to print His Majesty's name.
"good!"
Zheng Yu and Chang Sun Ce handed out the three-character seal. Zheng Yu asked doubtfully: "Your Highness, who is the editor-in-chief of Dayan Weekly?"
"I suggest you don't ask for now, so as not to waste time." Lin Yi suggested.
"kindness!"
They didn't ask any more questions, but selected a few stacks of weekly newspapers and began to stamp them with ink.
"ah!"
A female bachelor suddenly shouted, her delicate body trembled slightly, her right hand trembled, and her face turned pale.
Lin also helped his forehead.
"What's wrong?"
"This is your Majesty's name!"
Buzz!
Zheng Yu and the other bachelors' legs were weak at that time.
Letting them take a seal with His Majesty's name on it is an offense and disrespect to the Emperor.
Lin Yi had no choice but to stand up and said: "As His Majesty's ministers, you should share the burden for His Majesty. Do you want His Majesty to finish the state affairs and keep sealing all night long?"
"I am willing to die for Your Majesty!"
Everyone's eyes lit up.
