Condescending and Condescending

Fang Yanqin really didn't expect that Bushen Pill would be useful.

After all, his purpose of making Bushen Pill and Healing Spirit Card at the beginning was only to cure Emperor Yuanping's illness and prolong his lifespan.

But since Bu Shen Pill still has such uses, it would be wasteful not to use it.

So the next thing is not much easier?

He directly said to Director Tao: "Go, tell those who have handed over invitation cards, just say, I will disappear, and I won't be able to see them, but, all officials who are loyal to the big cadres and loyal to my emperor's uncle above the third rank , I can directly give them a bottle of Bushen pills, and officials below the third rank, as long as they have obtained the first-class evaluation by the Ministry of Officials for [-]% of their tenure, I can also give them a bottle of Bushen pills."

"As for those ordinary people, the imperial court will release three bottles of health-care pills every month in the future, and those with the highest price will get it."

After finishing speaking, Fang Yanqin turned his head to look at Emperor Yuanping: "Now, I don't have to worry about those courtiers having different ideas."

After all, he is the only one who can refine the Bushen Pill.

And no one in these worlds should be able to resist the temptation of longevity.

Emperor Yuanping: "..."

More than that, just for the bait released by the dialect, can the officials below not try their best to be loyal to the people, the court, and them in the future?

What else is that as for those common people, the imperial court will release three bottles of health-care pills every month in the future, and those with the highest price will get it?

This is clearly aimed at those merchants - because if you think about it, there are nearly 5000 million people in the country, but the imperial court only releases three places every month - if you think about it, you know, those common people will definitely fight for it with all their strength in the future Those three spots.

But ordinary people can't afford so much money, so in the end, the only ones who fought for those places were the rich families, that is, those merchants with a lot of money.

Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that the court should no longer have to worry about money, because even if it is conservatively estimated that the auction price of a bottle of Bushen Pill will be 20 taels, 60 taels a month, and 720 million a year Taels... You must know that the tax revenue for a year of hard work is only 500 million taels.

It means that in the future, merchants all over the world will not make money for themselves and their families, but will make money for the court and the royal family.

Emperor Yuanping: "..."

It's impossible not to be excited. After all, the treasury will not be short of money in the future, and the court is united. After a long time, why worry about not doing well?

But besides being excited, he also had some doubts about life.

Because it's different from what he imagined?

Well-spoken dialects still have a long way to go to learn?

It took him 20 years to finally become a fairly qualified king. As a result, when he came to Fang Yanqin, he was already firmly seated on the future throne just by relying on his divine power and some kind of body-replenishing pills. ...

It's very sour!

Thinking of this, Emperor Yuanping couldn't help but waved his hand: "You go, I don't want to see you for the time being..."

He wants to be quiet.

Fang Yanqin couldn't help laughing: "Okay."

Then he ran away decisively with the people.

After all, he has said countless times that he is going to moles Xie Wenlun, but he still hasn't molested until now——

So that night, Xie Wenlun finally received another letter from Fang Yanqin.

To be precise, it was Xie Wenlun who waited restlessly for several days, and finally at night, when he was tossing and turning again and couldn't sleep, the big fat cat came out with big bags and small bags after eating and drinking. Fang Yanqin is back.

Then it lay down directly in front of Xie Wenlun: "Meow meow, meow meow, meow meow~"

I'm full at Chin Chin's place, Twolegs, please rub my stomach quickly, I even brought you a small dried fish~

Xie Wenlun: "..."

It's okay that guy didn't write to him after so many days, but he's still in the mood to feed the cat?

Thinking of this, Xie Wenlun felt even more blocked for no reason.

——He completely forgot his decision to sever pen pal relationship with Fang Yanqin.

But even though he thought so, he still decisively took the big bag of dried fish and the letter from the big fat cat, and then pushed the big fat cat aside.

Big Fat Cat: "..."

It couldn't help complaining loudly: "Meow meow, meow meow?"

Am I not your favorite cat?

Xie Wenlun who heard this said: "..."

Although, for some reason, he feels that his favorite thing now is not a cat, but a dog... although he has never had a dog.

Thinking of this, he couldn't wait to open the pack of dried fish first, and ate five or six of them before slowing down.

There is a sense of satisfaction that I finally (again) ate it!

After all, he had heard the big fat cat show off how delicious the dried fish made by dialect Qin was, but he could only feel sour in his stomach...

But at least one thing Big Fat Cat said was right, that is, the dried fish made by Dialect Qin really tastes good.

Feeling the spicy and umami taste left between the tip of his tongue, he opened the letter.

As a result, the beginning of the letter is: I asked Dabai to bring you a pack of dried fish. I didn’t bring you a pack of dried fish before because the ingredients were not complete, and the dried fish I made was not so delicious...

Xie Wenlun: "..."

So in the past, dialect Qin fed the big fat cat just to use it as an experiment?

Thinking of this, Xie Wenlun didn't know whether to envy the big fat cat or pity the big fat cat?

But there was one thing, the depression in his heart was swept away in an instant.

Then he picked up another piece of dried fish, and continued to look down: let’s talk about me and my sweetheart, my sweetheart hasn’t seen me for three months, he must think I’m wrong now ...

Xie Wenlun: "..."

tui!

Get a face!

It's just that he thought so, but it didn't prevent him from continuing to read: I heard that he's going to the Desheng Garden in the south of the city tomorrow to participate in the literary fair, and I'm going to go there to have a look at that time, and give him a surprise!

Xie Wenlun: "..."

Xie Wenlun: "..."

Xie Wenlun: "..."

This, this dog man usually just imagined in the letter, but now he has directly developed to block him in real life.

So what should he do now?

Turn down tomorrow's literary meeting?

No, tomorrow's literary fair will be a grand gathering for Zhili students every three years. When the time comes, everyone from the contemporary great Confucianists to the Meng children who have just entered school will participate.

For tomorrow's literary meeting, he even asked the director for three days' leave.

So he must not miss tomorrow's literary meeting.

But if he goes to the literary conference, he will definitely meet Yan Qin...

Thinking of this, Xie Wenlun is in a bad mood!

Because it’s not going to go, and it’s not going to go.

So he couldn't sleep that night...

So much so that the next morning, he got up late directly. In order not to be late, he didn't even read it, just grabbed a manuscript and rushed out.

It turned out that when he arrived at the literary meeting site, he discovered that what he brought over was not the manuscript he had prepared for the literary meeting at all, but the article he had written to praise him according to Fang Yanqin's request.

As for why, the manuscripts he prepared for the Wenhui were placed on the table, and the articles he wrote for Fang Yanqin were locked in the cabinet all the time, but he took the articles he wrote for Fang Yanqin...

Xie Wenlun simply ignored this question.

Because his intuition told him that he couldn't think about it, otherwise he should take the initiative to send himself into the dog's mouth again.

And what's the use of saying that now?

The most important thing is to immediately send someone back to help him get that manuscript.

Because the manuscript he prepared for the literary meeting was written in advance by him, and he planned to ask Lin Daru for advice at the literary meeting. Lin Daru has not been in good health recently, so he will only come over this morning.

But before he could open his mouth, someone said excitedly: "Prince Zhao is indeed here..."

The already bustling garden became a sensation in an instant.

Everyone rushed towards the source of the sound, even Xie Wenlun was pushed and pushed onto a rockery.

Before he could stabilize his body, Fang Yanqin walked in surrounded by crowds like stars supporting the moon.

He was wearing a jade crown, a big red robe, embroidered with Baozhao cloud patterns on the chest and cuffs, and matched with a light yellow belt...it looked like a peacock with its tail spread.

This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is... Xie Wenlun also knows that the person who dialed the dialect's screen is him...

His heart thumped instantly, and then he couldn't help but clenched the article in his hand, and even suddenly had an urge to show this article to Fang Yanqin.

However, in the next second, he saw the students below taking out volumes of manuscripts from their arms, sleeves, and bookcases in unison.

"Prince Zhao, this is a poem specially made by the students for you!"

"Prince Zhao, this is a fu written for you by our brothers."

"Prince Zhao..."

A young man in the lead was even more excited and said: "Your Majesty, have you heard the phrase 'Four arrows to stabilize the country, and the prince to turn the tide'? That was written by the students for you."

Xie Wenlun: "..."

That's the guy, that's the guy who took the credit for (pleasing the old Gong) from him——

Didn't he just spend an extra day choosing his words and sentences, and another day revising them, but the next day, the poem "Four arrows to stabilize the country, and the prince to turn the tide" has spread all over the streets and alleys .

Thinking of this, Xie Wenlun couldn't help pursing the corners of his lips.

Fang Yanqin: "..."

Fang Yanqin didn't expect his arrival to cause such a big commotion.

After all, a few months ago, these students wished they could scold him to death.

And if he read correctly, among the students around him, there are still many students from Mishan Academy, including the one in front of him who wrote the poem "Four Arrows for Stability, the Prince Turns the Tide" for him. Poetry young man.

Mishan Academy is an academy run by a family headed by the Peng family.

Noticing the change in Fang Yanqin's expression, the students and officials present couldn't guess what Fang Yanqin was thinking. They bowed their heads and said: "We were too aggressive before, please forgive me, Prince Zhao."

The young man became even more excited: "Your Majesty, you shot and killed Can Yuan and other emperors of the four countries with four arrows, and saved me from the fire and water, and then wiped out the four countries in a row, which increased my country by [-]% and attracted more people. Ten thousand nations have come to court, such feats have never been seen before, and they should be sung for generations to come."

After all, they have studied hard for 20 years, isn't it just to show off the prestige of our country, isn't it just to seal the wolf and live in Xuxu?

"So even if the prince had some minor details in the past, it was nothing."

When the others heard this, they all said, "That's right."

After all, people are not sages and sages who can do nothing wrong. Let’s say Tang Taizong killed his brothers and brothers first, and imprisoned his father Tang Gaozu later. Now in the hearts of scholars, isn’t he still a generation of Mingjun?

Let’s look at the things that Fang Yanqin did, whether it’s selling officials and nobles, or stealing exam questions... Compared with Tang Taizong’s actions, it’s not an exaggeration to say that they are all small things.

As for the matter of the Peng family... I heard that the so-called Qingliu literati who were imprisoned have already recruited the Peng family to bribe them to destroy the evidence...

Every time they think of this, they feel ashamed.

Because the Peng family is certainly hateful, but they who claim to be extremely smart are easily used as gunmen by the Peng family, so naturally they are not much better.

So after hearing that Fang Yanqin likes to be praised by others—the evidence is that Fang Yanqin once asked Xie Hanlin to write him an essay to praise him in front of a group of soldiers, and they took out their housekeepers one after another. Skill, wrote these poems and songs touting dialect Qin.

That's what happened now.

Mingming finally freed his hands and had time to chase his wife, but he was blocked several times in dialect: "..."

unwise!

But I still don't regret molesting Xie Wenlun on Andingmen back then.