Zhu Houzhao proudly held up this design drawing and looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but admire, "Bengong is really a genius!" No, you have to take out a small notebook and write down this historic moment! ”

Zhu Houzhao immediately took out the small notebook he was carrying in his arms and then wrote down the following paragraph: Today, Bengong successfully drew a diagram of the production process of fountain pens, and Bengong is really a genius from heaven. This palace can rejuvenate and skillfully win the heavens, it is really the grandson of Emperor Chenghua, the son of the current emperor Zhu Youjiao, the only heir of the Ming Dynasty, and the current prince Zhu Houzhao.

"Ouch, I'm amazing. If you can't fork your waist, slow down! Zhu Houzhao looked happy, and then looked at Liu Jin who was standing on the side and said, "Liu Daban, go and send this treatment to the prison, let the craftsmen there make an identical one out of copper, remember to make it the size of a palm immediately!" ”

"Slave and maid, go now!" Liu Jin turned Zhu Houzhao to the drawings in his hand, and then when he walked out of Zhu Houzhao's dormitory, he took a look at it.

"What the hell is this, His Royal Highness the Prince's mind is really becoming more and more elusive, in the past, he just had to coax him to play, but now it seems that he is not very interested in the beastyard." Liu Jin pondered as he walked, but fortunately, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince still can't do without him, and he is ordered to do everything, which shows that he still has weight, at least he has not fallen out of favor.

"No, it's too vulgar to call a fountain pen, the name fountain pen is not worthy of this pen before and after, and it can't highlight the greatness of this achievement of this palace." Zhu Houzhao said to himself, and suddenly his head flashed and said, "It's better to call it a gold pen, this copper is called gold, and a pen made of copper is naturally called a gold pen." Well! It's the main palace! ”

Then Zhu Houzhao took out a small notebook and wrote a note: Today, the palace officially renamed the fountain pen to the golden pen, hahahahahaha!

On the other hand, Zhu Houzhao still has to observe his patient at all times, which is a major event and should not be taken lightly. Therefore, under all kinds of boredom, Zhu Houzhao went to visit.

As soon as he entered the prison, there was a foul smell that made Zhu Houzhao a little nauseous, but he had to endure it for the realization of the great plan, this little suffering was nothing. After all, Master Li told himself that the heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skin, empty their bodies, and act chaotically to gain what they cannot.

"Ahh I don't want to drink milk, I'm going to eat prison food, I'm going to eat prison food! In the distance, Zhu Houzhao heard the howl of killing a pig.

Zhu Houzhao heard the sound and left, and saw that the man didn't want to drink milk. After all, no one can stand drinking milk every day without eating a little. But Zhu Houzhao doesn't care about this, this monarch wants his ministers to die, and his ministers have to die, and he dares to say that he can't stand it after drinking milk.

"Keep pouring him and make sure he eats enough every day. No, drink a lot! Zhu Houzhao thought for a while and said, "This palace has been kind and benevolent, first cured your illness, and in order to cure your illness, I had to let you drink milk first!" If Emperor Taizu was here, you would have dragged it out and cut it long ago if you didn't cooperate, and you didn't have to wait until after the autumn of the next year! ”

"You have to watch him for the rest of your life, and if he dies, let you drink the northwest wind!" Zhu Houzhao walked out of the prison with his hands behind his back. Seeing that people are screaming loudly, and the physical movements are also very smooth, it means that it is almost good, and I will see that Master Li will not come to beg him in a few days.

If Master Li came to beg him, he would tell him that he would not be able to have children after drinking hemp seed soup, and scare him! I don't trust this palace, will this palace kill his teacher, definitely not. Hum! This distrust should be written down!

After about three days, the prisoner brought the pen.

Zhu Houzhao took the pen, and then asked Liu Jin to get a little more ink. After Liu Jin finished studying the ink, Zhu Houzhao gently sucked the ink into the ink sac of the golden pen.

"Okay, it's going to be a success. Whether you can write or not depends on this moment! Zhu Houzhao immediately took out his small notebook, learned the posture of holding a pen, and wrote such a paragraph.

Today, the golden pen of Hongu is finally ready. This historic moment must be remembered.

The ink penetrates on the tip of the pen and slowly presents it on the paper, and sure enough, this gold pen is a lot more convenient, mainly different, unique in this world, only he is unique to Zhu Houzhao, the prince of the Ming Dynasty, which is very different.

Zhu Houzhao put away the small notebook and put it in his arms, and then held it up to the golden pen in the sun, the golden yellow color is particularly dazzling, it is really a ingenious object, this is a masterpiece of the palace.

Just when Zhu Hou was taking care of his good things, Emperor Zhu Youzhu handed a gesture to the people left and right and walked over quietly. Emperor Zhu Youzhu saw that his son was fascinated by the thing like a copper stick in his hand, isn't this kid obsessed with fighting beasts and likes this?

"Ahem! What's in your hand? Zhu Youzhu coughed and pulled Zhu Houzhao back from fantasy to reality.

"Erchen has seen his father!" Zhu Houzhao was worried that he couldn't find someone to share his joy with them, and now it's okay.

"Father, this thing is an unprecedented thing, and this is written and imagined by Erchen himself! It's called a gold pen, and it's a pretty powerful thing! Zhu Houzhao talked endlessly to his father Zhu Youzhu about the kung fu of a cup of tea.

From the construction, shape, name, and usefulness of this pen. Holding the pen posture is to hold Zhu Youzhang's hand and teach him how to write with a golden pen one by one.

Father and son sang and harmonized, if it weren't for the fact that this was the palace, it would be like a happy time for ordinary people.

"Father, it's amazing! This golden pen is amazing, this is all Erchen's own thoughts! This is the birth of a new thing, and the sons and daughters are indispensable! "Zhu Houzhao was not modest at all, and did not inherit the humility of the Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhu at all.

Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhu looked at the golden pen carefully, and then wrote a few words on the paper, and then suddenly had an idea. If you fill this pen with red paint, can't it be used to batch red!

"Emperor, you said that you named him the Golden Pen! So I wonder if I can write red words by pouring red paint? Emperor Hongzhi said slowly.

"Yes, Father!" Zhu Houzhao was puzzled.

"In that case, why don't you give me this pen? I have a lot of opportunities every day, and a lot of twists and turns need to be red, and I look at this golden pen is good! Since you made this thing, why don't you give it to me? How about you make another one? Zhu Youjiao said.

"No, father, how can you rob your son's things! This is made by Erchen, and Erchen is not rare enough! This brother is still settling accounts, father, you can't empty gloves white wolf! ”

"Alright, let me do the math! When you were born, I bought you clothes, medicinal herbs for your illness, your monthly pocket money, and your daily meals, so that I could calculate how much money you had spent. Zhu Youzhu paced back and forth thoughtfully, whispering.

"Good! It's not enough to give it to my father! Zhu Houzhao looked helpless and aggrieved.

"Well, this is my good son, I know how to honor my father! I am very relieved! Zhu Youzhu took the golden pen and put it in his arms.