"No wonder..."
Zheng Yu hesitated to speak and looked at Changsun Ce with an ugly expression.
"No wonder?" Changsun Ce was a little confused.
"No wonder His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was so angry when he left yesterday. It turned out to be us lions who opened our mouths..."
Zheng Yu looked at Changsun Ce, asked for his opinion, and said, "I think... we should work twelve hours a day, right?"
"good!"
Changsun Ce nodded, feeling a little panicked.
After all, they had angered His Highness the Crown Prince, so they had directly issued an order from the Crown Prince, and it was clearly done for them to see.
…
The official residence of Dayan Weekly is very busy.
The lights are bright.
It stayed on all night.
A few days later.
In the East Palace of the Imperial City, Lin Yi accompanied his father, Emperor Lin Yunhong, and studied and reviewed the memorial in the imperial study for three days.
He was so serious about everything related to the people of Dayan that he forgot to inspect the official residence of Dayan Weekly.
finally.
The memorials piled up into a small hill bottomed out, and Lin Yi let out a long sigh.
He was worried that if he didn't bottom out, he might be trapped in Lin Yunhong's study room forever, working as a free laborer.
'The Crown Prince is not that easy to be...'
Lin also had the urge to escape from here and hid in the bamboo forest courtyard of Taishan Academy to practice.
Later, Lin Yi handed the last few memorials that he had reviewed into the hands of Lin Yunhong, bowed his hands and said: "Father, I will take my leave first!"
I don’t even want to find any excuses, I just want to leave as soon as possible.
"Haha, go ahead, go ahead!"
Lin Yunhong laughed and waved his hand. He had never thought about what Lin Yi could learn in the past few days. He just wanted the prince to stay by his side.
Three days no more and no less.
He was quite satisfied.
…
Lin Yi quickly left the imperial study room, with Mei Chunguang trotting next to him.
"How is the situation at Taishan Academy? Are all the scholars at ease?"
"Is there any new news about Kong Zhongzi?"
"What's going on with the demon clan?"
"What big event happened in the capital?"
"..."
Lin Yi had long wanted to know about these developments, but in the imperial study, he ignored what was going on outside the window and focused on the memorial.
Mei Chunguang became more capable than his adoptive father Mei Zheren, and he thoughtfully helped Lin Yi solve his doubts:
"Going back to Your Highness the Prince, everything is going well in Taishan Academy. The academic atmosphere is very strong. Various scholars are willing to guide the scholars in their practice and teach them their experiences!"
"Many literati and bachelors in Zhenguo Holy Academy made trouble and said they wanted to leave the Holy Academy, but in the end they were suppressed. Li Xiyang, the Acting Holy Master, became furious..."
"Besides, there is no news about Kong Zhongzi!"
"Everything is fine with the demon clan."
"Nothing serious happened in the capital!"
Mei Chunguang had done her homework a long time ago, and her explanation was very smooth without any pause.
"good!"
Lin Yi nodded secretly, suddenly feeling that he was redundant, and moved forward with a wry smile.
"By the way, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
Mei Chunguang suddenly caught up and said hesitantly: "I have something to say, but I don't know whether to say it or not..."
"Speak!" Lin Yidao.
"Now both the DPRK and China are discussing the official residence of Dayan Weekly..."
Mei Chunguang glanced at Lin Yi tentatively, and when he saw Lin Yi suddenly became interested, he also explained everything: "The court said that Your Highness has given the officials and workers of Dayan Weekly an increase of dozens of taels of silver. Those ministers all felt that something was wrong..."
Although the ministers of the DPRK are not very interested in money, after all, they are officials for the purpose of practicing and improving their realm.
Money and so on... You have the strength, but are you afraid of missing this?
But seeing some low-ranking craftsmen, including the most ordinary craftsmen, almost earning salaries comparable to theirs, who can live with this?
Lin Yi said while walking: "There is nothing wrong. The money I use is not the Ministry of Accounts' money. It is Dayan Weekly's own money. They have no control over it!"
"Of course, if they are as serious and responsible as Zheng Yu and Changsun Ce, I will be happy to give the ministers a salary increase!"
Lin Yijian mentioned the Dayan Weekly and thought about going over to take a look to see if Zheng Yu and Changsun Ce were ordered to rest.
"Go to Dayan Weekly!"
Lin Yi left as soon as he said it and headed outside the palace.
Mei Chunguang wanted to arrange a chariot and sedan chair, but before she could say anything, Lin Yi used his words and tricks outside the palace gate, and with a whoosh, the person disappeared.
"His Royal Highness... where is Bige?"
Mei Chunguang sighed.
…
Outside the official residence of Dayan Weekly.
Lin Yi walked out of the void. The guard guarding the door was not in good spirits. The dark circles under his eyes were particularly conspicuous. His eyelids were held up by two bamboo sticks and they were fighting fiercely.
On the ground were more than ten broken bamboo sticks.
"I can't bear it anymore. Lord Zheng and Lord Changsun are literary monks. If I continue to accompany them, I'm afraid I will have to see my great-grandmother!"
"You can't leave. If you leave, you will be derelict in your duties!"
"Being able to become the gatekeeper of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's weekly residence is an honor that will last several lifetimes for my old Gao family. I can never leave!"
"Last time I went back to my hometown to visit my relatives, I went to pay my respects to my great-grandfather and couldn't find his grave. I casually said that he was working for His Highness, and the smoke from the graves on many hills was rising ten feet high..."
"The patriarch was extremely excited. He said that he had found all the graves of his great-grandmother, great-grandfather, and ancestors... and he also wanted to put my name on the first page of the family tree."
"I can't give up. I will die at Dayan Weekly's official residence..."
The guard guarding the door leaned against the door frame, closed his eyes, and kept mumbling. He didn't seem to be in a normal state of mind.
Lin Yi stood outside the official residence of Dayan Weekly. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the guards sleeping with their eyes open and saying things like "green smoke is rising from the ancestral graves" and "I will die for His Royal Highness even if I die". .
How is this going?
Guarding the gate of the official residence, how could he be on the verge of death?
Lin Yi stepped forward and patted the guard on the shoulder. The latter opened his eyes in a daze, and when he saw the person clearly, his body stood upright like a benchmark in shock.
"Mrs……"
The guard stammered: "His Royal Highness..."
Lin Yidao: "Didn't you have a good rest?"
The guard subconsciously said: "No rest!"
"What?"
"Uh, just... I just haven't slept for a few days and nights. I'm not a monk, so I can't bear it."
The guard was so nervous that he was sweating all over his body and said: "Your Highness, don't let me leave... I'm not sleepy, I can still do it!"
Lin Yi frowned and said, "Didn't my decree arrive? If it had, why didn't you sleep for days and nights?"
Thump!
The guard felt like he was about to urinate, and said quickly: "Master Zheng and Master Changsun have never done anything before, and even the younger ones don't dare to do so..."
"Crazy them!"
Lin Yi was furious. Zheng Yu and Changsun Ce turned a deaf ear to his words.
Even the official crown prince's decree can be openly violated.
"Okay, great!"
Lin Yi rushed in angrily, and then saw a group of people busy working, all of them in good spirits, and even had happy smiles on their faces.
In particular, Zheng Yu and Chang Sun Ce seemed to have endless energy in their bodies as they ran back and forth.
"Typesetting and typesetting!"
"Send it to Master Sun for printing."
"Xiao Deng, this movable type is worn. Send it to the Ministry of Industry for repair. By the way, bring more money. Those old masters love this one and say they don't have to worry about the coffin."
"..."
While Zheng Yu was busy with Sun Ce, Lin Yi lost his temper for no reason and even wanted to laugh.
He suddenly felt very lucky.
Dayan also has such a group of scholars who will always stick to it.
Lin Yi did not disturb them and left quietly.
Forcing them to rest is like killing their pursuits and hopes, so...
Why should I interfere?
Tao follows nature.
