"I'm full." Gao Shenghan pushed a pile of folds that he had read, and fell to the ground in an uproar, and there were dozens of them.

She waved her hand, "It's burned." ”

"Yes." Deng Gonggong signaled that Jinbao and Yinbao stepped forward to clean up, and heard a sentence fly from above: "Wait! The cover and the bottom are left behind, thrown to the paper mill, and the new paper is pasted and continued to be used, and it cannot be wasted. ”

Deng Gonggong burst into tears when he was in office.

Emperor! Master! You really don't have to save so much!

But seeing that the emperor had a straight face, he didn't dare to say more, waved his hand and summoned the ingots and treasures again, and ordered the four treasures to go to the next room to disassemble and abandon them.

Shen Yifei, who was studying ink, blinked, as if he didn't see it, but he also thought that the emperor was too frugal. Thinking about his own use, and then looking at the furnishings in Qin Feng's house, the emperor is really ...... It's too bitter.

As he was wandering, he listened to the question: "Can you be sure this autumn?" ”

Shen Yifei restrained his thoughts and replied respectfully: "Back to the emperor, the little minister Qiu Yan doesn't have to end." Wait for tomorrow spring to see the truth. ”

Gao Shenghan then remembered that he was already a lifter, and he was won three years ago.

There is also one lifter in the back garden. Murong Zhen.

"If you have time, you can talk to Murong Zhen about each other, and you don't have to serve in front of me all the time, so you don't have to take up your time to read."

"It doesn't matter. It is the duty of a minister to serve the emperor. Shen Yifei didn't mind whether he read or not, he remembered everything in his mind. There are a lot of books in his father's collection, he began to study at the age of five, more than ten years, the Ming Jing History Collection of four books of national policy, the answer papers of the examination papers over the years, the judgment of the court officials, what kind of font he likes, what kind of subject style he prefers, he has a thorough analysis, besides, when he encounters something that is not accurate, there is no grandfather Dong Ge Lao on the side to point out! Now everything is ready, only the east wind is owed, and the shareholder wind is the emperor.

He is sure to be admitted to the top two, but if he wants to get a better ranking, he has to figure out the emperor's preferences.

After spending some time with the emperor, I felt that the emperor was not as vicious as the world rumored. In the past two years, I also saw the emperor abusing prisoners and killing people, tossing courtiers, and disrupting court affairs, but there is nothing wrong with Xiangshang, especially the major military affairs, almost no chaos, and the soldiers to be brave are also relatively lenient, but small mistakes and small mistakes are repeatedly made. Especially in beauty, it's like making a mistake. The beautiful boy he took a fancy to it, and robbed it back, and those who couldn't be snatched away (married with those) directly beat people on the street, and slapped them in the face, and when they were bad, they would also pick off people's pants and whip their farts directly. How many good sons are lost under his tricks.

Just imagine, which man is so embarrassed and dares to mix in Beijing? Can't you just huddle at home and shut up? Otherwise, they will roll up their baggage and stay away from the capital. There was a time when the young men in Beijing deliberately dressed up when they went out, putting a few moles on their faces, or simply growing beards, or hunching over and pretending to be camels or lame, all in order to avoid this plague god. What's more, he desperately eats and drinks the sea, and eats himself into a fat man!

The beautiful girl met him and died even faster. It is said that the first beauty in the capital was disfigured, and the four beauties in the capital were also indiscriminately accused by him of marriage, vomiting to death the elders in the family, and cheapening those who married the beauties. Since then, no one in the capital dares to talk about beauty casually, and no young lady dares to rush to compete for the title of beautiful talent, which makes countless young people choke, and there is no even talk after dinner.

Looking at the current emperor again, it seems that there is something different.

After experiencing assassination, death is so close, this is growing up sensible......

Shen Yifei retracted his gaze and silently sorted out the folds that he had reviewed.

Gao Shenghan read a few more books, read the important ones, and didn't care about the rest of those who sang praises and praised each other, and took Shen Yifei and went to the library.

Unexpectedly, the library building was very lively.

It's not that there is a loud noise, but there are people everywhere on the floor, or those who are struggling to copy books, or those who are stupid with books, or three or two people exchanging experiences with each other, a thriving scene.

Father-in-law Deng was very relieved.

The library has been covered in dust for several years.

After the death of the first emperor and the first queen, the emperor resigned from the prince and closed this place. Now, seeing that the books that no one cares about and silently yellowing and brittle are re-appreciated and exerted to exert their residual heat, the hard work of those predecessors and ancestors has finally seen the light of day and continues to be circulated, and their value has not been blinded in vain.

Gao Shenghan was not surprised. She used to read books in the library, and there were more people than here! It's just that the readers are all teenagers who have been involved with themselves, which is a little embarrassing.

The old eunuch who was waiting saw the saint coming, and hurriedly ran out to greet him.

Gao Shenghan asked the location of the book on agriculture and water conservancy, and pulled Shen Yifei upstairs.

Murong Zhen and Chen Zixiu, who were sitting in the corner, were very sensitive, and they raised their eyes as soon as there was a stir, and saw a corner of the robe embroidered with gold thread dragon patterns disappearing at the corner of the stairs, and the lake-green figure following behind them was none other than Shen Yifei. The two blinked, made eye contact with each other, took the book in their hands and handed it back to the old eunuch on duty, and went up to the second floor hand in hand.

There were only a few male pets on the second floor, and the two of them turned around and continued to go up.

"This book, this book, and this book, take it." The emperor's voice came clearly.

Chen Zixiu and Murong Zhen stood still, dressed neatly, and stepped forward together.

Bypassing the three rows of bookshelves, in the innermost corner of the fourth row, I saw Shen Yifei holding a book on his toes. The figure of that man was almost completely obscured by him, and only the hem of the wide robe showed a flame-like color, and a golden dragon floated on it.

Only then did the two realize that looking at the majestic and ruthless emperor, his height was not as high as Shen Yifei, a weak scholar! On weekdays, no one can walk side by side with the emperor, and no one will focus on staring at the emperor to judge his size and clothing......

"Look again and see if there are any specific descriptions of farming tools and fortification aids. It's best to have pictures. ”

The familiar voice sounded again, Chen Zixiu Murong Zhen's expression was solemn, and he bowed.

"The ministers see the emperor. I don't know where I can get a minister? ”

Gao Shenghan came out, and his eyes lit up.

Murong Zhen is relatively tall among male pets, and he is about to catch up with Xia Shaman. She beckoned happily.

"Here," he said when he got closer, he continued, "the top floor, the sixth book from the left." Wan's Nongsang. ”

Murong Zhen took the book down and handed it to Chen Zixiu. It's always not good to work the emperor to take it.

"Let's see what else is about farming, water affairs, fruit tree planting, mulberry field fishing, and take it together. I sat in front of the window on the south side. Gao Shenghan took the book from several people, threw down a sentence, and turned to leave.

The three of them looked at each other, and when the emperor's figure disappeared into the aisle, they immediately dispersed.

Chen Zixiu was puzzled.

The emperor wants to read the book of agriculture? The sun is coming out in the west?

He looked out the window at the sunlight, and although it didn't have much temperature, it was bright and dazzling.