Princess Xin's beautiful eyes flowed, and she quietly watched Zhu Xi Zhenzhen and tell King Xin with a serious expression about the style that the Yuan You armillary instrument should look like and the role it could play.

King Xin sometimes frowned, sometimes pouted, sometimes nodded, sometimes shook his head and sighed, and obviously didn't understand Zhu Xi's words.

The two brothers, Lu Zuqian and Lu Zujian, would also beat the side drum next to Zhu Xi from time to time, and swore to King Xin that the Yuanyou armillary sphere elephant was definitely very different from the Yuanyou armillary sphere elephant back then.

Now that he is heavily guarded, no one is allowed to approach and explore, which is an important evidence, Ye Qing is afraid that others will find out what is strange in it, so he strictly forbids others to approach.

"But Taifu Temple and the Ministry of Industry went to the top of the Jiahui Gate Tower to inspect it after the envoys of various countries were invited to the Holy Banquet that day, and they don't think there is anything wrong with the Yuanyou Armillary Instrument Elephant restored by Ye Qing." After Zhu Xi stopped, King Xin continued with some solemnity: "The son of Li Dao, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, and Ye Qing now have a deep grudge, but even so, when Li Dao inspected the Yuanyou armillary instrument, he did not announce his personal vendetta, and proposed that this Yuanyou armillary instrument was fraudulent. ”

"Do you believe what the king says? But what follows is true. Zhu Xi looked slightly disappointed, held Su Songji's hand, and said weakly.

"King Xin, the minister thinks that it is too early to discuss whether the Yuan Yu armillary instrument is true or false at this time, and the top priority is to let Mr. Zhu climb the city tower to debate the authenticity and then make a decision." Lu Zujian, as the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, was obviously not as anxious as Zhu Xi, and wanted to give Yuan You an armillary instrument a verdict on the authenticity in one go.

Lu Zuqian listened to the words of the two silently, looked at the frowning King Xin, thought for a moment and said: "Since there is a grudge between the son of Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry and Ye Qing, if you ask Li Shangshu to publish the minutes of the Yuan You Armillary Instrument that Ye Qing restored, presumably Li Shangshu should not refuse, right?" ”

"You mean ......?" King Xin raised his head, looked at Lu Zuqian and stopped his words in time and asked.

"We can find problems from the minutes while climbing the city tower to find flaws, as long as we can find even one flaw, presumably the Holy Lord and the Emperor Taishang will not blame King Xin, right?" Lu Zujian was obviously more in tune with Lu Zuqian, and explained to King Xin on the side.

King Xin let out a long sigh in the face of the skeptical words of the three people, got up and walked to the window, looked at a pot of cuckoos on the windowsill, and was silent for a long time before saying, "You go down, this king still needs to think carefully." As for Li Shangshu's side, Dali Temple should be able to speak, right? ”

"It's the king of letters, and the minister will do it." Lu Zujian glanced at Zhu Xi and Lu Zuqian happily, and hurriedly saluted the back of King Xin.

Princess Xin, who had never said a word from beginning to end, looked at Zhu Xi and the three of them leaving, and was about to get up and go to the back house, when she heard King Xin's deep voice sound: "By the way, I heard someone say, when you passed by the gate of Li Dao's Mansion today, you saw that the people from the Imperial City Division took Xia Ren?" ”

Princess Xin, who had just stood up, was stunned for a moment, and then nodded and hummed.

"Do you know who took it?" King Shin didn't look back, still staring at the azalea and asked.

Princess Xin also turned her back to King Xin, and when King Xin asked about her, she involuntarily came up in her mind that she was at the gate of Li Dao's Mansion today, and the tall figure she encountered by chance.

"I don't know." Princess Xin shook her head and said firmly.

"Do you want to go to the Lonely Mountain Royal Garden tomorrow?" Zhao Xuan, the king of letters, turned around and looked at the graceful back, his eyes revealing helplessness and complexity.

"Hmm."

Princess Xin nodded, and then walked to the back, and Zhao Xuan, the king of Xin, who was standing in place, looked at Princess Xin's back and muttered: "If you can be gentle with me, even if it is a little more smile, how can I indulge in the double cultivation of Taoist couples!" ”

Princess Xin, who had just walked a few steps, paused slightly, and then continued to walk towards the back house without looking back.

In Ye Qing's opinion, as long as the Song people are willing, they can basically make every day a festive festival.

In the early spring, the name is called Tanchun, and when the spring is full of spring, it is said that the spring is blooming, appreciating the red, planting flowers, fluttering butterflies, Ji flowers, etc., can be regarded as a festival by the Song people.

As for the traditional sacrifices, Buddha's birthday, summer vacation, beginning of autumn, Shangyuan, Zhongyuan, Xiayuan, tide viewing, Chongyang, winter solstice, snow appreciation, etc., they will all be regarded as dazzling festivals by the Song people.

What makes the people even happier is that during festivals, when the royal family is happy with the people, they will also extend their favors, either to distribute money and rice to the people, or to reduce taxes to the people in shops, etc.

In short, in thousands of years of history, when it comes to the most down-to-earth royal family, I am afraid that only Zhao Song is the most close to the people, and in comparison, the royal family with the least royal majesty.

In the few days of the first day, the Yan family can be said to be making money every day, and the royal family once again reduced taxes for merchants, and in these few days, the happiest one is Yan Chengcheng.

For several days, like a vacation, in the villa of the West Lake, Ye Qing spent every day accompanying Bai Chun and Yan Chengcheng to hang out in the West Lake.

Of the Xia people who were imprisoned by him in the Imperial City Division, only Li Heng and Lin Guangchao came once on the second day, and after telling him that Dali Temple had let them release people, no one mentioned it again.

Even the other two envoys of the Xia Kingdom, Su Zhiyi and Han Daochong, seemed to have forgotten that there was a Ren Lei who came with them, and they had been wandering around the mansions of the household department and Zuo Xiang Wang Huai and others for the past few days, and no one paid attention to Ren Lei's disappearance at all.

In fact, they know very well in their hearts that whether it is Ren Lei or Ren Dejing, they have always been obedient to the Jin people, and this time if they want to secretly open a town with Song in private, avoiding Ren Lei is naturally the best way.

Alone on the shore of the West Lake, Yan Chengcheng and Bai Chun disliked the sun too much, so they left Ye Qing to fish here alone, and then they didn't know where to go to the West Lake.

As the spring becomes stronger and stronger, the dampness and coldness in the air have gradually been dispelled, and the feeling of being alone enjoying the warmth of the afternoon sun makes people involuntarily squint their eyes.

The fish basket next to him was empty, and the promise of Yan Chengcheng and Bai Chun to eat the fish he personally caught at night seemed to be shattered, and Mo Xiaobao, who was originally digging earthworms for him not far away, led Wang Lun over respectfully.

As a red envelope was thrown from Wang Lun's hand to Mo Xiaobao, Mo Xiaobao immediately left with a smile, and according to Wang Lun's meaning, he went to the restaurant not far in front of him to get two pots of good wine, and he wanted to drink with Ye Qing here.

"Xia Guan has seen a nobleman." Ye Qing took off the Fan Yang hat on the top of his head, squinted the corners of his eyes and said to Wang Lun who came over.

"You kid will enjoy it, but you have a belly to catch fish here, what about your confidante, didn't accompany you?" Wang Lun learned from Ye Qing's appearance, and also sat on the green grass and said.

"I don't know where to hang out, the West Lake is too lively these days, Goolan Tile House, Qinglou Casino, juggling, small business vendors, etc., people can't see it." Ye Qing yawned, if Wang Lun hadn't come over, he would probably have to take a nap in this comfortable afternoon sun.

"The imperial court amnesty after the Shangyuan Festival, do you want to take a look?" Wang Lun took out a neat and tidy piece from his sleeve pocket, handed it in the air and said to Ye Qing.

"Is there Bai Bingzhong?" Ye Qing glanced at it and didn't take it, but continued to hold the fishing rod and asked.

"Yes." Wang Lun smiled, stretched out his waist and picked up another fishing rod belonging to Mo Xiaobao, hung up the earthworm and threw it into the water, and continued: "The Emperor Taishang took a look at it, and finally agreed. Presumably, that's all because of your boy's soap. By the way, speaking of this soap, we remembered it, when will we send some more to the house. ”

"That thing is enough, but you can't eat it, I remember to send it to your house, right?" Ye Qing tilted his head, looked at Wang Lun and said.

Wang Lun should have returned to the palace on an errand today, or yesterday, right? I vaguely remember that before the first day, Wang Lun was extremely excited, and he also bought New Year's goods with Li Lingniang, and even stopped to drink tea in the Laner Tea Shop in Dawazi.

"Bai Bingzhong's matter is settled, but don't be too happy. The amnesty is only done when the royal family has a happy event, but the process can be described as quite long, as little as three months and more than half a year, and you may see Bai Bingzhong appear in Lin'an. Wang Lun looked at the sparkling lake in the sun, and on the carved beams and painted boats in the distance, there was a faint sound of singing and laughter coming from time to time.

"Then you came here in person today, won't you tell me about this just to give Li Lingniang some soap?" Ye Qing and Wang Lun pulled up the fishing rod almost at the same time, and there was a lively fish hanging on the hook, but his hook was still empty.

"I conceded." Wang Lun looked at Ye Qing's empty fishhook and smiled proudly, and then continued: "What the Emperor Taishang means is to let you withstand the pressure from all sides, and don't let Ren Lei of Naxia go for the time being, at least before the prince's wedding, it is best to let him stay in prison." ”

"Hmm." Ye Qing nodded.

Zhao Gou's meaning is very clear, it is enough for the oral message of this matter to be passed on through Wang Lun's mouth.

Next, Zhao Gou will pretend not to know about it, but as long as something happens because of this matter, Zhao Gou can't solve it, for example, when Xia people suddenly set up the border between the two countries, then he is the scapegoat that makes Xia Guo angry.

"Some things aren't taken for granted." Wang Lun sighed, threw the hook into the water again, and sighed: "Ren Lei's father, Ren Dejing, was originally my courtier of the Great Song Dynasty, and he surrendered to the Xia people when he sacrificed the city and his daughter. Now, even after many years, the Emperor Taishang is not very comfortable, so locking Ren Dejing's son Ren Lei in prison for a few days can be regarded as a punishment for Ren Dejing's rebellion. ”

"Just throw it into the water and drown, and then give him a ...... to fall into the water and die."

"Bastard, do you think it's all about Fan Niande? If only it were that easy to handle...... By the way, I remembered this matter, there is something I want to ask you, Zhu Xi has come to Lin'an, do you know? ”