The Imperial Capital Palace, outside the Qinzheng Hall.

Zhao Ruiliang came to Qinzheng Hall with a look of excitement. He was about to step in, but was stopped by the guards on duty outside the hall.

"Sixth Prince, Your Majesty is receiving the Federal Envoy in the Hall. If there is no need for anything, please do not enter and disturb me."

The guard bowed and said.

Zhao Ruiliang was stunned for a moment, looked at the closed gate of Qinzheng Hall, and was not sure whether his affairs were important or not.

It was noon and he had just withdrawn from the joint examination system. The reason why he couldn't wait to come over was because he had always been difficult to understand a basic difficulty in refining. He had just been explained in a simple and easy-to-understand manner by Ye Ning.

And in Zhao Ruiliang's view, the solution to this difficulty is enough to effectively supplement many of the current refining theories!

Especially the arduous projects that some empires are studying will inevitably benefit from it!

Although it is just basic weapon refining, if you want to build a high-rise building, the foundation must be laid firmly enough. Therefore, some optimizations of basic weapon refining are enough to have a profound impact on the entire weapon refining field.

Although Zhao Ruiliang knew very well that with Ye Ning's terrifying attainments in basic weapon refining, if all of them were released, the entire empire's weapon refining field would be reshaped.

But such an approach is too dangerous. Once it becomes a big deal, even if the imperial royal family comes forward, Ye Ning's safety may not be able to be protected.

So the current little by little and subtle implementation is undoubtedly more appropriate.

The second is because of the comprehensive academic institution’s questions that Ye Ning just answered, especially the poems he wrote temporarily in the poems and literature and history. The level of classics, judging from Zhao Ruiliang’s poetry cultivation, it is simply amazing!

Poetry of this level, not to mention Zhao Ruiliang's impression, the empire has never appeared in hundreds of years. Even if you look at the Southern Federation, it inherits the long history and cultural heritage of the Pompeii Dynasty that year, and for hundreds or thousands of years, there are only a few of them!

So after withdrawing from the joint examination system, Zhao Ruiliang immediately wanted to share and appreciate these poems with his father, His Majesty the current emperor of the empire!

Because Zhao Ruiliang knew very well that he now had a strong national power and facing the Southern Federation, the national military power had begun to overtake. The only area where there was still a big gap with the Federation was the only way to poetry, literature and history.

And this way of poetry, literature and history naturally became a heart-wrenching problem for His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire.

It is impossible to compete with the Federation in this field, for His Majesty, the competitive imperial emperor, who cannot compete with each other, it is impossible to be happy no matter what.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ruiliang was still unsure of his mind.

Qinzheng Hall is a side hall, which is adjacent to the main hall that is usually used to hold court meetings. Usually, when the court meeting ends, His Majesty the Emperor summons his confidant ministers to discuss secret matters.

It is normal to receive federal envoys here.

However, Zhao Ruiliang has been locking himself in that closed room for more than ten days, spending almost all his time on the joint examination system, so he is not sure what the federal envoy suddenly came to do.

While hesitating, a middle-aged official with a gentle face appeared in Zhao Ruiliang's sight, and it seemed that he was about to enter this diligent hall.

Zhao Ruiliang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he smiled and bowed, "Sir Luan, why are his eyebrows depressed and he looks worried?"

"Uh? I have seen Your Highness Six, and Your Highness Six was also called by Your Majesty?"

The middle-aged official seemed to have been thinking about his own affairs so that he did not see Zhao Ruiliang.

It was not until Zhao Ruiliang spoke that he came to his senses and hurriedly bowed and bowed.

"No, I have some private matters when I look for my father. Lord Luan was summoned by his father? Do you know what happened to you when the father summoned you?"

Zhao Ruiliang waved his hand and then asked curiously.

The name of Lord Luan in front of me is Luan Xiuwen, who is famous for his great poet and poet who is famous throughout the empire.

He is known as the best poet in the empire for a hundred years, and has good friends with many powerful spiritual practitioners in the empire. He even has spiritual cultivation to ask Luan Xiuwen to write poetry alone, and he spends a lot of money, just looking for the possibility of resonance.

It can be said that Luan Xiuwen has no other ability except to recite poems and lyrics, but even so, Luan Xiuwen is still in the fifth rank and is named the imperial lyrics official.

From this we can see how much the current emperor of the empire attaches importance to the way of poetry.

"Hey, Your Highness Six should know that in recent years, the Federation has always sent some new poems to His Majesty from time to time. What's more hateful is that those bad federal people do not send them through the communication numbers of the two countries, and each time they have to submit them specifically by the special envoy living in the imperial capital."

"It is called respect for Your Majesty, but in fact it is to see Your Majesty angry and helpless. But the quality of those poems is extremely high. At least any one is taken out separately, and it is only high or low compared to the best level of my minister. Our empire... can't give the Federation a strong counterattack at this point."

Luan Xiuwen said helplessly.

"So the father summoned you to come today because the federal envoy presented another poem. The father wanted you to respond in court?"

Listening to these things, Zhao Ruiliang only thought for a moment and understood the reason why Luan Xiuwen would appear here.

"Yes, Your Majesty asked me to taste the latest poems from the Federation, and I must have had some confrontation. However, this year, I have never been able to make works that can beat the Federation's poems. I am really sorry for Your Majesty's high hopes."

Luan Xiuwen bowed with shame and said.

"Mr. Luan does not have to blame himself. Everyone knows the dirty thoughts of the federal people. Over the years, our empire's national strength has increased day by day. The corrupt environment of the federal government has made them almost unable to keep up in the competition with our empire. Apart from poetry, there is no other place to attack our empire. So Master Luan treats them as barking wild dogs, so don't take them to heart."

Zhao Ruiliang smiled and comforted.

Luan Xiuwen certainly knew that what Zhao Ruiliang said was reasonable, but there was no way. His Majesty the Emperor valued this point, so he would definitely not really care about it.

With his own emperor's competitive temperament, he could not tolerate any aspect being inferior to the Federation, so he shook his head with a wry smile. Luan Xiuwen made a statement and pushed open the door of Qinzheng Hall.

After thinking about it, Zhao Ruiliang simply followed in.
Chapter completed!