I was a group favorite in ancient times

When His Majesty the Emperor heard the words, his face was filled with joy, but he didn't immediately ask about the production of the paper, but said with some displeasure: "Qingxi, why don't you call me father, but call me so unfamiliar? His Majesty?"

Ye Qingxi was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Father, father?"

A joyful smile appeared on the emperor's face in an instant, and he glanced at his son Zhao Yunjun complacently, then turned to Qingxi and said, "Qingxi, show me the newly made bamboo paper."

Ye Qingxi immediately fell in love with the craftsman who was following him, and his eyes signaled him to come forward and offer the paper.

The craftsman was already trembling all over at this time, and he almost fell to his knees and changed back to his original shape.

Even if the coercion of the real dragon was only released a little bit, it was enough to make these little monsters tremble.

horrible!Woohoo, he must never see the emperor's family again!

But at this moment, everyone's eyes were on him, which made the craftsman break out in cold sweat, and tremblingly stepped forward to put the bamboo paper on the emperor's desk.

The craftsman felt that he had exerted the strongest self-control in his entire life, so that he did not let himself become a prototype involuntarily.

Seeing this scene, Ye Qingxi felt a little strange. Even if he saw the emperor, he wouldn't be so scared, his back would be wet with sweat. Is his adoptive father so scary?

Thinking of Ye Qingxi like this, he couldn't help but look at His Majesty the Emperor again.Two eyes, one nose and one mouth, it looks no different from ordinary people, at most it is more majestic, but as for?Doesn't this craftsman still watch His Highness the Crown Prince every day?I've never seen him so scared.

Perhaps it was because of the feudal system that the common people had a natural sense of awe towards the emperor.Ye Qingxi could only think of this.

The emperor picked up the paper on the table and examined it carefully, and soon noticed the difference between the two sides.Then he picked up the brush on the side and wrote words on the front and back of the paper.

One side is suitable for writing, but the other side is seriously smudged.

The emperor raised his head and asked, "How much can this paper sell for?"

That made people shiver, and couldn't say a word at all. Ye Qingxi's current situation, he could only open his mouth in the end: "100 sheets of white paper sell for 20 Wen, and there are still some profits."

"Okay!" His Majesty the Emperor clapped his hands and laughed immediately, "Qingxi, you are really the lucky star of our Dazhao."

Ye Qingxi felt the same way, nodded immediately and said, "I feel the same way."

Seeing Ye Qingxi's immodest appearance.His Majesty the Emperor smiled even more heartily.

Zhao Yunjun at the side saw Ye Qingxi's confident appearance, but felt that he couldn't look away.This Qingxi is really more attractive than usual.

But the craftsman who was standing behind Ye Qingxi with his head down was drenched in sweat.

Whoa, when will it end?He felt that he could hardly hold on anymore!

"Qingxi wants to dedicate this papermaking method to His Majesty, and only wants to get half of the profit." Ye Qingxi straight to the point.

His Majesty the Emperor did take a deep look at Ye Qingxi when he heard the words, and then said: "Yes. If you donate such an important method of papermaking, then I will also raise your rank of lord."

"Ah?" Ye Qingxi was at a loss, and then quickly waved his hands, "No need, father, this method of papermaking was researched by the craftsmen behind me and led by others, I'm just talking."

The craftsman immediately knelt down and said, "Without the county magistrate's idea, we would not be able to improve in this respect."

"Of course these craftsmen will also be rewarded, so Qingxi doesn't have to worry." The emperor waved his hand.

Ye Qingxi heaved a sigh of relief.

In the end, the craftsman was left in the palace, and Ye Qingxi followed Zhao Yunjun back to Gusui County Bo's Mansion.

Along the way, Ye Qingxi sensed that something was wrong with Zhao Yunjun, and looked at him from time to time, and when he turned his head and dodged it, he often blushed, as if he was sick.

As soon as he arrived at the uncle's mansion in Gusui County, Ye Qingxi finally couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Yun, are you sick? Why is your face so red? Do you want to call someone from the Medicine Bureau to show you?"

Zhao Yunjun immediately suppressed the blush on his face, and said solemnly: "No, I just got some wind on the road."

Ye Qingxi was skeptical.But how could the blush on Zhao Yunjun's face be controlled so freely?It's like changing faces.

That night, Jiaolong, whom Ye Qingxi hadn't seen for a long time, finally entered his dream again.

Ye Qingxi saw the slender dragon, and quickly reached out to hug the dragon into his arms, stroking it back and forth: "Why haven't you come for a while, have you forgotten me?"

When Zhao Yunjun heard the words, he bit Ye Qingxi's finger angrily.

It was you who forgot me!With me, I actually touch other fluffy. Is it easy to touch without them?Am I cute without them?

Ye Qingxi didn't feel any pain after being bitten, he only felt his fingers being warmed, which on the contrary felt a little bit interesting.

He pretended to cry out in pain: "It hurts! I haven't seen you for so long, and you bite me as soon as we meet. Are you tired of me? Okay, then I won't see you again."

Speaking of which, Ye Qingxi was about to throw the dragon out.

Zhao Yunjun panicked, and immediately let go of his mouth, wrapped his slender body tightly around Ye Qingxi's fingers, preventing him from throwing himself out.

"I don't! It's you who touched other fluffy animals, and now you're still touching me! Woohoo, don't I have other animals that are nice and easy to touch? I'm even rarer than them!" Zhao Yunjun pretended to cry.

Ye Qingxi: ...Why do you feel so guilty?

Ye Qingxi coughed lightly: "But who told you that you can only be touched by me in my dreams? I also want to touch you in reality."

When Zhao Yunjun heard this, the whole dragon became depressed, and even the strength of wrapping Ye Qingxi's fingers loosened a bit.

It's all his father's fault, he can't even change his prototype now!

"I will find a solution." Zhao Yunjun replied firmly.

The next day, Ye Qingxi woke up from the dream, only to feel that the slippery feeling of the dragon scales still remained in his hands.

Ye Qingxi couldn't help but rubbed his hands together, as if recalling the touch.

The dragon in the dream seems really easy to touch.But he dreamed of that identical dragon so continuously, did he encounter a ghost?

Thinking of this, Ye Qingxi couldn't help but feel cold all over, and wrapped her quilt slightly tightly.

But if he touches the dragon in his dream, what benefits can he get?Could it be to suck his essence?But after so many days, he didn't feel tired.

Ye Qingxi couldn't figure it out.

But if this flood dragon can really come to reality, he can't give up those furries.