Well, he didn't know what would happen before it happened.
But Uncle Yao thought he would work hard.
Just like what his mother said, Mrs. Yao risked her life to give birth to Xiao Jiu and Xiao Ten. That is not a shame, but a medal.
Anyone can find it ugly, but not him.
Uncle Yao hugged Mrs. Yao's stiff body, kissed her forehead, and said softly: "Go to sleep, there are still many things to do."
Mrs. Yao didn't need to answer, so Uncle Yao pretended to have fallen asleep.
Sure enough, after a while, Mrs. Yao's body softened and her breathing gradually became balanced.
She fell asleep.
The light in the room was very dark, and Uncle Yao couldn't see her face clearly, but he could clearly see the outline of her face.
He seemed to recall that when she first married him, the shy way she bowed her head seemed to make him see the most beautiful bride in the world.
Yes, she was once so beautiful.
Just for him and this family, she was like a delicate flower that turned from prosperity to decline, no longer as beautiful as before.
Time has left traces on her body.
Uncle Yao felt that he hadn't taken a good look at his wife for a long time. When he got up tomorrow morning, he would take a good look at her and draw her eyebrows again to tell her that she was as good as before.
…
The three-month vacation is fleeting.
Uncle Yao still had to rush to the capital before the end of the holiday. In other words, except for the time spent on the road, Uncle Yao actually did not stay in Jinling for long.
It wasn't until he was about to leave that Mrs. Yao gritted her teeth and let him have a bite of meat.
It was still a fool's errand, and he wasn't even allowed to look at it.
Uncle Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he pretended not to know and listened to her thoughts.
However, what he didn't know was that his completely unaware look made Mrs. Yao, who had been worried, breathe a sigh of relief: Fortunately, she is perfect in her husband's heart!
Gu Qingling didn't know about these matters between husband and wife. She only hoped that Uncle Yao would get their Yao family's "book number" after he arrived in the capital.
Yes, that's right.
After Uncle Yao presented Huozi printing technology, he also gave advice to Emperor Mingguang, and firmly held the printing rights of the world's books, newspapers and periodicals in the hands of the royal family - only those who applied for a book number from the imperial court could print the world's books.
The "book number" is a signal from the royal family to the world. You can print it, but you must get my permission.
At the same time, as long as a person pays a "patent fee", he can obtain movable type printing technology and print books all over the world.
In order to strengthen the centralization of power and increase the royal voice, the first thing that Uncle Yao did when he took office in the Hanlin Academy was not only to complete the "Book Number" that Gu Qingling asked him to apply for, but also to apply for a "Daming Book Number" from Emperor Mingguang.
"Weekly Report" serves as the royal mouthpiece to let the world know about His Majesty's current national policies and the court's trends.
"Your Majesty, the words to defend the people should be kept in Fangchuan. It is better to speak openly than to speak. In the past and this year, the common people have never taken the initiative to rebel. It is often the people who are in dire straits and the officials force the people to return." Uncle Yao stood at His Highness and said.
He said to Emperor Mingguang with a serious face, "Rather than letting the people of the world be fooled and deceived by others, it is better to publish a newspaper in the name of an official to tell the people what the court is doing. As long as the people of the world know what your majesty has done,
It’s all for the good of the people, so they won’t blame some corrupt officials on His Majesty’s head, and they won’t be deceived by others..."
Emperor Mingguang thought thoughtfully: "I will consider this matter carefully. You can go about your business first."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Uncle Yao took advantage of this opportunity and said everything he needed to say. He didn't press any further. He took the tasks assigned by Emperor Mingguang and went to the Hanlin Academy to take up his post honestly.
He actually didn't have much to do when he just took office. He was mainly familiar with various departments of the Hanlin Academy and various books, and was responsible for using movable type printing to reprint new books.
During his three-month vacation, Emperor Mingguang did not stop when he obtained the movable type printing technology. Instead, he asked the printing workshop to study it carefully, and printed a set of sample books according to this method in the shortest possible time.
Once you try this thing, you will know that it is many times faster than the original printing method.
There is no need for Emperor Mingguang to remind him. Someone has improved paper and ink and found a way to achieve the best effect of movable type printing. Although it has not yet been achieved, it is already very powerful.
With such a good thing, Emperor Mingguang would naturally not forget to come and have a chat with Li Wenchong.
Li Wenchong: "That's good. After printing books becomes more convenient, the world will be able to cultivate more scholars. Then the emperor will be able to select more talents to work for you."
"If everyone were like you, I would be exhausted." Emperor Mingguang glanced at Li Wenchong with disgust.
Li Wenchong didn't feel dissatisfied: "Brother, the emperor has so many capable ministers and clever officials, so there is no need to keep an eye on my brother, right? Besides, my brother has not been... lately..."
"Don't say that you are eyeing the emperor's relatives." Emperor Mingguang interrupted him, "Just a few days after the imperial examination, you started making trouble again. They pestered me every day, making it seem like I had done something to them...
...So do you, I just have a concubine, what do you care?"
"I'm jealous, isn't it? I don't have a woman, and when they get here, they spend all day drinking and having sex, having sex in brothels and bars, why can't I make trouble with them?"
Emperor Mingguang looked at him: "Are you forcing me?"
"How can there be? How dare I, my brother... You are my imperial brother. If I dare to force anyone, how can I dare to force you, my brother?" After saying that, Li Wenchong stood behind Emperor Mingguang in a flattering manner and gave him
He slapped his shoulders and said, "Brother, it's been so long, you should have thought about it, right? My brother is not young anymore. Your son already has his son, but I am still single and alone. How pitiful...
"
In order to solve his life-long problem as soon as possible, Li Wenchong did not hesitate to commit suicide. He only hoped that Emperor Mingguang would relent soon and let him marry a wife.
"Alas..." Emperor Mingguang sighed, "You really gave me a difficult problem."
In the past three months, Emperor Mingguang had not seen anything. In fact, in addition to being busy with government affairs, he also asked people to investigate which "old ladies" were still left in the court.
There are not many people with this status. Except for Mrs. Yao who lives far away in Jinling, there are only a few old ladies from close ministers' families who have titles above the first rank.
There are not many people who can be called "Old Lady", and they have to have a son who is as good as Li Wenchong, and they have to be related to Li Wenchong. After all the calculations, there are not many.
Li Wenchong: "I can't help it, my brother. Who allowed me to have this problem? I can't let my brother be a monk all his life, right?"
"You are so old, do you really have the guts to talk?"
"It's okay, she was just called 'Old Lady', but she actually doesn't look that old."
"Her son is as old as you, how can he not grow old?"
"It doesn't look like that. If she and her daughter-in-law were standing together, you might not be able to tell who is older and who is younger."
