Seeing the emperor laughing and sitting on the dragon throne, Yun Qin was truly speechless.
In fact, she didn't want to be so naughty. It was all the fault of the cunning Fu Qingyue, who saw through her trick and used her tricks to invite old Master Zhang Guanglu to meet her.
If the old master hadn't been attacked and made her uneasy, the tragic incident of the young prince getting an arrow in the butt wouldn't have happened!
"Don't laugh!" Yun Qin angrily pulled the emperor's sleeves, "Please think of a way for me! If you copy like this, you will die! A thousand times of the chapter on women's moral virtues! Even if I copy it, my jade hand will be broken off and disabled.
Even if it is finished, it may not be finished by tomorrow morning! Your Majesty..."
Ling Quande smiled so hard that he couldn't find the thin slit for his eyes.
"What can I do?" The emperor stopped laughing, stretched out his hands to rub his belly, and then glanced at her sad little face, and couldn't help laughing again.
"Your Majesty! Why don't you ask the ministers to copy it for me? Since so many ministers have to write notes every day, and if each of them copies another article, won't it be finished quickly?" Yun Qin said whimsically.
"What a beautiful idea you have! Do you want your dad to copy a few articles for you first?"
"Then there's no need."
The emperor couldn't hold back his laughter, raised his hand to hug her into his arms, pointed at her little nose, "I really admire you. After taking a leave of absence for a while, you made such a big fuss on the first day in school.
What happened! You tell yourself, how to deal with the aftermath of this matter?"
"I just came to ask you because I don't know." She grabbed his shirt and shook it for a while, "Your Majesty, what should I do? If I can't copy it to the ministers, I can ask the concubines in the harem to copy it for me!"
Yunqin's eyes lit up, "Since everyone is full and has nothing to do, let's just practice calligraphy!"
"Okay, you can give the order yourself!"
Yun Qin turned her big, pitiful eyes like a deer, and kept moving her little head into his arms, "Your Majesty, Qin'er doesn't dare..."
"You are confident enough to defeat me, aren't you?" He stretched out his fingers to rub her little face in a fit of laughter, then turned to Ling Quande and said, "Go and ask Master Zhang to come."
Or the emperor had a way, and with a few words he persuaded old man Zhang Guanglu to reduce the number of times from one thousand times to ten times. That's not bad, is it?
The emperor invited the prince's uncle to dinner again, rewarded the young prince with a wounded buttocks with a bunch of things, and then happily sent Prince Su away.
At this moment, little girl Yunqin was standing obediently beside the emperor, looking at the clear and vigorous handwriting on the entire page of rice paper, her eyes gleaming with laughter.
There were heavy shadows from the lamps, and the shadows from the candles swayed slightly.
Yun Qin stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, yawned, shook his head and said to Chu Shen, "Your Majesty, you can copy it. Qin'er went to bed first. You must give it to me early tomorrow morning, otherwise that pervert
The old master knows how he will punish me."
Ling Quande looked at his good wife speechlessly...
This putting the cart before the horse is really outrageous!...