At Zhao Yu's age, even if his mind is mature, he will not choose this barren land far away from the emperor as a fief, unless he really wants to sharpen himself.

But if you want to sharpen it, is there no other place in Guangxi that is difficult to manage and develop?

Zhao Dongting returned to the bedroom, sat at the desk, and did not immediately draw the national flag, but pondered.

Yongzhou ......

Zhao Hao is simply roasting himself on the fire, in that place, it is not strange to die there if he accidentally angers the rebels.

Why did Zhao Hao do this?

Is it because you are young and vigorous and want to express yourself?

With Zhao Hao's young and old temperament, he shouldn't be so naïve.

Is there someone behind who has come up with a plan?

Although Yongzhou is dangerous, it is also the weakest place of imperial power. There, Zhao Yutun's soldiers rebelled without knowing it.

Zhao Dongting's face gradually became a little heavy, "The matter of fratricidal brothers...... Zhao Hao, you have to do it yourself. ”

If Zhao Yu had been honest all these years, and his biological mother Yu Xiurong had died for the country, Zhao Dongting would never want to let him go there.

Of course, now that the promises have been made, there is no point in talking about them.

After a long time, Zhao Dongting sighed softly twice, and finally picked up the pen and wrote and drew on the paper.

The right is moving!

Zhao Dongting did not draw the national flag, but first drew a large circle on the paper, with the Yuan character written on it, then drew a slightly smaller circle with the character Li, and then drew a smaller one with the character Song. Finally, I thought about it, and added two circles in Xixia and Shuzhong, and with a solemn expression, I gently divided a small point in the small circle of the Great Song Dynasty and wrote a word.

This is probably the current situation in the world, and there are only a few companies that have the hope of competing for power and may have this kind of mind.

Thinking about it, Zhao Dongting still erased the word again, so that the circle of the Great Song Dynasty became complete again.

He still hoped that Zhao Hao would not harbor dissenting intentions.

Staring at the paper for a few minutes, Zhao Dongting lit the oil lamp, lit the paper on the oil lamp, and played with it in his hand until the whole paper gradually turned into ashes and fell to the ground, "If someone really does something about it, then no wonder I opened the killing ring." ”

If someone really instigated Zhao Yu to do this, then no matter who it was, Zhao Dongting would never let it go.

After that, Zhao Dongting sat back on the chair, and then began to design the appearance of the national flag.

Since it is a national flag, it must not be careless, and it must always make people feel the special meaning contained in the pattern on the flag.

"Taxi, Agriculture, Industry, Commerce......"

Zhao Dongting muttered in his mouth, writing and drawing on the paper in his hand. This is his habit, thinking and recording at the same time, because he thinks that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen, and some inspirations are fleeting, and he may not be able to chase them back later.

Time passed slowly.

Outside the house, Yang Shufei chatted with Ying'er for a while, and then left with Zhao Hao.

Zhang Ru and Ying'er sat in the courtyard looking at the lotus pond, and did not enter the house to disturb Zhao Dongting. In fact, the ladies of this era are really boring, there is no entertainment, and they can't go out casually. And the imperial concubine like Ying'er is even more so, she can't even be a female celebrity.

The women of the royal family should have been pampered.

After more than ten minutes, Zhao Dongting finally put away his pen satisfied.

He felt that the national flag he designed was almost the same, and the design was too complicated, and others might not understand it.

On paper, it is a rectangular flag.

There is a dragon entrenched in the upper left corner of the flag, uh, Zhao Dongting's painters are miserable, let's just say it's a dragon! And on the right side of the dragon's semicircle, there are four small patterns arching and guarding, like stars holding the moon.

The book represents the scholar, the ear of wheat represents the farmer, the sickle represents the worker, and the abacus represents the merchant.

This is the ancient four people, Zhao Dongting arched the pattern of the four people on the side of the golden dragon, which really has the implication of letting the people get closer to the court as the center.

It's just that these patterns are drawn from his hands, which is really a bit miserable.

Throwing off the paper, Zhao Dongting stood up and walked to the door, and shouted outside: "Announce all the painters in the palace." ”

After a pause, he said, "Announce Gonggong Wu as well." ”

Now that the military intelligence department is spreading in various places, it has become Zhao Dongting's secret blade, and if you want to investigate the matter, it is naturally easiest to let Wu Lianying investigate.

There was a eunuch outside the courtyard who received the order.

Zhao Dongting walked under the pear tree, looked at the two bored girls, and couldn't help but chuckle: "Very boring? ”

In fact, the two girls almost wrote the word boring on their faces.

Sitting dry, looking at each other, isn't it boring or what?

Zhao Dongting smashed his mouth, "Otherwise, I will teach you a little game to solve the time?" ”

The eyes of the two girls were full of brilliance, and Ying'er said, "Your Majesty, what kind of game?" ”

Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are all self-cultivation things, less interesting, and you can't always study these all the time.

Zhao Dongting asked the palace maid to bring the game of Go and put it on the desk, "I will teach you to play backgammon." ”

Then, he taught the two girls to play hand in hand.

The rules of backgammon are extremely simple, but there is a hint of fun in them. By the time the painters and Wu Lianying arrived, Ying'er and Zhang Ru were already having a lot of fun.

Zhao Dongting asked the painters to wait outside and took Wu Lianying to the bedroom.

Wu Lianying knelt on the ground, and her voice was unpredictable, "The old slave knocked to see the emperor." ”

"Hmm."

Zhao Dongting nodded lightly, his face was flat, and he was far less polite to Wu Lianying than to Wen Tianxiang, Lu Xiufu and others.

The way of the emperor should be divided into four kinds, knowing the emotion, moving the reason, seducing the profit, and coercing the might. Such as Wen Tianxiang, Lu Xiufu and other extremely popular ministers who also cherish the country, Zhao Dongting naturally chose the former. For example, those worshiped by the Wuding Hall are mostly tempted to benefit. Wu Lianying's city mansion is too deep and gloomy, and the first three are afraid that it will be difficult for them to work, so Zhao Dongting has always maintained his majesty and has never been close to him.

If it's too close, who knows if people like Wu Lianying will be arrogant?

didn't let Wu Lianying get up, Zhao Dongting said lightly: "Go and secretly check if anyone has been in contact with King Guang recently." ”

Wu Lianying didn't say much, and directly agreed, "The old slave will give the order." ”

Zhao Dongting waved his hand, "Go ahead, let those painters come in." ”

Wu Lianying stood up and slowly withdrew from the house. Soon, more than a dozen painters walked into the house.

These court painters are all famous among the people, and there are even people who have been famous for centuries, such as Zheng Sixiao.

It's just that Zheng Sixiao hasn't changed his name at this time, he is called Zheng Zhiyin, and he hasn't made his Molan paintings famous in the world.

But his painting skills naturally have nothing to say, and he is the leader among court painters.

When they entered the house and knelt down, Zhao Dongting said: "Everyone, please get up!" ”

The painters got up and looked at Zhao Dongting with blank eyes.

Zhao Dongting was thick-skinned, and he didn't feel that he was not good at painting, so he directly handed the national flag he painted to Zheng Zhiyin, and said: "I intend to set up a national flag in addition to the military flag, and the national flag must be hoisted high in domestic government offices, banks, schools and other places. It's just that I'm not good at painting, so I summoned you to design this national flag as the flag of my Great Song Dynasty, and I can't lose the face of my Great Song Dynasty. ”

Zheng Zhiyin took the painting and opened it, the corners of his mouth twitching imperceptibly.

In this era when everyone uses a brush, I am afraid that even a child with a cow's horn can draw better than Zhao Dongting.

His expression was captured by Zhao Dongting, and he could say in a deep voice: "Lord Zheng thinks I don't paint well?" ”

The painters who had just stood up heard his deep tone and knelt down again.

Zheng Zhiyin tried hard to clear his conscience and said, "The emperor's paintings are imaginative, quite novel, and they are masterpieces. ”

"Haha."

Zhao Dongting laughed out loud, "Okay, I know my skills, and I'll tease you." Go down, and in two days you will imitate several paintings, and the dragon, the abacus, the book, the sickle, and the ears of wheat cannot be changed at all, and then I will choose the most suitable one from your paintings, and give me a great reward. Go down now. ”

"Wait for the order!"

The painters, led by Zheng Zhiyin, bowed down and exited the house.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhao Dongting muttered to himself, "Right...... What a good thing......"

If he wasn't the emperor, maybe someone like Zheng Zhiyin who loves painting could scold him for being a bloody dog, right?

Just that ghost painting like a chicken stepping on snow, can it be called a masterpiece?

It's pretty much the same that a blind man would say that.

After experiencing this little episode just now, Zhao Dongting's originally slightly dignified mood was suddenly relieved a lot.

Mo said that it is still unknown what Zhao Yu thinks, even if he really wants to support the army and respect himself, Zhao Dongting feels that he can accept it.

The world is bustling, all for profit. The world is crowded, all for profit.

The word "right" is obviously also included in the word "right".

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