Chapter 289

If you are not as talented as that, if you are not as sunny and confident, how could I fall in love with you? But because of your talent and your personal charm...

The future of the Wang brother must be limitless. How could he be the footstone that blocks his future?

No matter what, as long as you can stay by the side of the Wang brother in the future, look at his smile as before, and feel his generous and warm embrace, this life will be fine...

At this time, Liu Yiyi, who was hiding behind the house and was tearfully shining, suddenly heard the greeting coming from not far away, quickly raised her hand, wiped off the crystal clearness of the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath, then answered, lifted her front and headed towards the other side.

"Sister Yiyi, where have you been going? They have been looking for you for a long time." Li Shishi saw Liu Yiyi coming from secretly and breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Liu Yiyi's face was not abnormal, she complained softly.

"Sister just thinks it's too boring to stay in the house. Come out to have some breath, why are you looking for me..." Liu Yiyi, who came to the light from the darkness, returned to her usual charm and shrewdness.

"I really want to go to the hall to take a look. I don't know how the master will be outstanding in front of the ministers in the court today." Li Shishi looked at the towering hall not far away and said.

Looking at the brightly lit hall, although it is not close, it is not far away. Although it cannot be seen inside, under the lights outside the hall, the people holding plates and plates are shuttled back and forth, as well as the dazzling armor and weapons of the imperial guards under the light, all of them told people that there was the place where the Emperor of the Song Dynasty held a birthday banquet.

At this moment, Li Shishi and Liu Yiyi vaguely heard a sharp cry. "See Wang Yangjin, a lay Buddhist in Wushan..."

Hearing this sound, Li Shishi and Liu Yiyi both tightened their hands that were shaking each other tightly, and looked towards the direction of the hall without blinking.

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This has to go back two minutes ago. After the emperor had already accepted the congratulations from his ministers and the congratulations from envoys from various countries, the emperor gave a wink at Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji, who had already been angry with his ninth brother, first celebrated the emperor's birthday with a group of royal children, and waited for everyone to retreat, but he stayed on the spot.

After clearing his throat, the emperor, who had been waiting for a long time, said loudly in a pretentious tone. "Shiyilang, why haven't you retreated yet?"

Zhao Ji first bowed to Zhao Xu and said loudly in a very exaggerated tone. "I will tell you, my brother, today, I learned that a talented man with a talented and famous Bianjing had invented a printing technique, which not only shortens the time for printing books, but also rarely reduces the cost of printing books..."

As soon as these words came out, there was a lot of discussion in the hall, and many ministers couldn't help but secretly curled their lips. Isn't this threading on the butt of a chicken - bullshit?

Since the introduction of the woodblock printing technology in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, hundreds of years have passed since today. Over the past few hundred years, no one thinks that the woodblock printing technology is very time-consuming and manpowerful.

But is it so easy to make a change? At least these ministers in the court were chanting their lips secretly, always feeling that the emperor Zhao Xu and Zhao Ji were cooperating with acting, and they all felt that they were fake and hypocritical no matter how they looked at it.

"What the hell is your Majesty doing? Could it be that he wants to show off and earn fame before taking power?" Some ministers have already begun to whisper in private.

The relationship between these old ministers and Zhao Xu, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, was not very good. The main reason is that this emperor who had not yet ruled was full of a sense of pride in the Song Dynasty everywhere.

This is enough to make these old party officials who strongly oppose the reform very alert, because those reformers will not only take away their rights, but more importantly, they will seriously harm the overall interests of the old party group.

Therefore, how could these old party bureaucrats be willing to have a chance to be outstanding? Naturally, they would like to hope that the emperor of the Song Dynasty would be worse, or that the king was weak and the minister was strong, which was the situation they would rather see.

"Who is the surname of the Yiren who is only famous in Tokyo?" At this time, the conversation between the two brothers finally came to the center. Zhao Xu was behind the Yulong case and shouted loudly.

"...This strange man is the leader of the Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Association last year. Since last year, excellent works have been published and Wang Yang, a lay Buddhist in Wushan who has been sung in various places..."

"..." In the hall, which was originally crowded, there was a silence in an instant, especially those, such as Zhao Tingzhi, who was demoted and only retained the Imperial Academy, Li Gefei, the Imperial Academy, and many ministers who had heard of Wang Yang's Daming.

Especially not long ago, in the court, in front of the emperor, the important officials of the old party who had discussed how to deal with Wang Yang, their first reaction was that it was impossible.

The second reaction is that the dirty surname... Oh no, is that guy named Wang causing trouble again?

And he dared to make trouble with big things like printing. Wouldn't he be afraid of ruining himself?

"Do you think that boy is still afraid of losing his reputation?" A former party member who was always heavy and rolled his eyes and said disdainfully. "How many things have he done? Is there less trouble just in the Imperial Academy?"

As soon as these words were spoken, those people suddenly lost their words. Finally, the old party member rolled his eyes and laughed blindly. "Today is Your Majesty's birthday. Let's not stand up. Let's take a look first. It will be bad if you disturb Your Majesty's elegant mood..."

"Your Majesty has an order to give the Wushan lay Buddhist Wang Yang, please see..." With that sharp shout, Wang Yang, who had been standing on the steps outside the hall for a while, could not help but raise his eyebrows.

Wang Yang took a deep breath, and then under the guidance of the little master, he walked into the hall with his head held high and walked straight forward. In the hall, the eyes of more than two hundred officials fell on Wang Yang.

The court ministers who knew him or did not know him all showed a hint of curiosity and exploration, especially after Wang Yang entered, the two huge wooden boxes behind him were carried by four imperial guards, which made people more and more curious.

"Mr. Wang Yang, pay homage to Your Majesty..." Wang Yang followed the Mama to about three feet away from the imperial case, then stopped and bowed respectfully.

At this time, a crowd made a gentle sound of exclamation. If Wang Yang saw it, he would definitely be surprised. Wasn’t that the elder surnamed Su who he had taken a boat outside Bianliang City?

However, the elder surnamed Su was wearing a purple robe, but sat in a group of ministers in a low-key manner, not in the prominent position in front of him.

However, there were many officials around him, as if he was vaguely led by him.

"No gifts and calmness..." Even though he had seen him in private no less than ten times, under this hall, Zhao Xu maintained his demeanor and spirit of the Emperor of Song Dynasty well.

"I heard about Mr. Wushan's talent when I was last year. A "Mulan Ci" helped Mr. Wu to win the title of the leader of the Qiuwenhui..."

"...I'll wait and see if you have a big gift from Mr. Duan. "Looking at Wang Wushan, who had already stood up and looked so upright and calm, Zhao Xu couldn't help but smile a little more.

"This is a five hundred sets of "The Analects of Confucius" that were developed by Wang, which took less than five days to print..."
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