"The emperor is so keen on swords, he must have no interest in literati like us." Before leaving, one of the candidates also mentioned a poem on the city gate.

This poem satirizes as much as possible that Lin Ce does not reuse people with real talents and learning, but only seeks flatterers.

When Lin Ce heard about it, he was very angry. Originally, I wanted to order such scholars to be caught and gag their mouths, but the ministers advised me not to write in prison, so I gave up.

But because this time I almost burned books and pit Confucianism, the impact was very bad, many people did not dare to speak again, people of insight began to shy away from the government, and in private, the people began to spread the saying that Lin Ce was a faint tyrant.

Two letters were sent to the capital, one after the other.

Lin Ce opened the letter and saw that it was a letter from his father, Lin Zhongchao, who was very surprised, Lin Zhongchao had told Lin Ce before the palace that he was going to the mountains and rivers with Zhou Zheng, and he had not been out for a long time, so why did he care about national affairs again.

Lin Ce briefly glanced at the contents of the letter, and then put the letter on the table rather disappreciatively.

I'm just asking for a good sword, and it's not a big deal.

At that moment, a gust of wind blew and blew the letter to the ground.

After Zhou Yuheng received the letter, he gave Zhou Enoch as soon as possible.

"I didn't expect my father to know about it when he wasn't in the palace." Enoch Zhou gave the letter to Yu'er again.

Yu'er took the letter and looked at it, and her face suddenly became a lot more solemn.

"Father, this time, he really did something wrong." Yu'er took the letter seriously from the beginning to the end, and her heart was full of emotion.

In the letter, Lin Zhongchao asked him to find a way to persuade Lin Ce, but now that Lin Ce is on the rise, if he rushes to stop it, there will definitely be nothing good to take.

Yu'er and Zhou Enoch discussed for a long time, but finally didn't think of a suitable way.

At night, the starry sky hung high with the bright moon, and Yu'er lay on the bed, but there was no trace of sleep.

Although she didn't see it with her own eyes, Yua believed that everything in Lin Zhongchao's letter was true.

Thinking that all the officials of the Manchu Dynasty were also obsessed with finding a sword for Lin Ce, Yu'er suddenly became sad.

If Lin Ce couldn't be stopped from continuing to collect the world's swords, this Great Ming Kingdom would quickly disappear without the enemy's attack.

Yu'er replied to Lin Zhongchao, and discussed some of her countermeasures with Lin Zhongchao.

It's just that the two haven't been able to meet and talk about a lot of things, and Yu'er still has to rely on Yu'er alone.

In the palace, the sun was shining, and after Lin Ce hastily retreated, he happily played with the sword again.

"Father is good at swordsmanship," Yu'er didn't know when he was already standing behind Lin Ce.

"Yu'er, do you want to give it a try," Lin Ce said with a smile.

"Okay," Yu'er walked over, reaching out to grab the sword.

As soon as Lin Ce let go, the sword fell heavily to the ground.

"Father, why is this sword so heavy?" Yu'er asked in surprise.

"That's because Yu'er is too young to hold this sword," Lin Ce said lightly, "When Yu'er grows up in the future, I will personally teach Yu'er how to make a sword." ”

"My father loves swords so much, Yu'er is a little worried." Yu'er said slowly. "I heard that many ministers in the DPRK and China have put aside their business and gone to look for the sword."

"Impossible, the ministers of the court are all in the capital, and I can see them every morning when I am in the morning."

Lin Ce said disapprerovingly.

Yu'er's first attempt ended in failure, but Lin Ce still felt that there was no problem in gathering the power of the world to collect the sword.

At this time, Lin Zhongchao had already rushed to the capital.

In order to facilitate Yu'er to persuade Lin Ce, Lin Zhongchao and Zhou Zhengzheng did not enter the palace, but lived in a place close to Yu'er's bedroom.

Late at night, Yu'er quietly left the palace and discussed with Lin Zhongchao how to make Lin Ce stop.

"The emperor is only interested in swords now, and in my opinion, we still have to start with swords." Zhou Zhengzheng pondered for a long time and spoke.

"Yes, I think so too," Yu'er answered immediately,"

I am going to open a forge in the palace and personally cast a sword for the emperor. ”

"No, it's too hard." Zhou Zheng objected.

"I think it's a good idea." Lin Zhongchao's eyes suddenly lit up, "Yu'er, whether you can make Lin Ce change his mind or not depends on you." ”

When he returned to the palace, Yu'er immediately asked people to pick up the forging furnace, and also brought a lot of pig iron and black charcoal from outside the palace.

The place where the grass grew and the warbler flew suddenly became full of stink.

Knowing that Yu'er also wanted to forge a good sword for herself, Lin Ce was a little surprised.

Originally, he thought that he would be a little happy, but Lin Ce suddenly felt that Yu'er's sword casting was a bit ridiculous.

There are already a lot of swords in this palace, and there is no need for Yu'er to forge swords so vigorously.

Although Lin Ce thought so, he didn't say it explicitly, thinking that Yu'er was just playing and would stop soon.

But what Lin Ce didn't expect was that Yu'er was getting more and more serious, and in order to forge a sword, she didn't sleep late at night.

The next day, after Lin Ce retreated, he did not go to the sword dance again, but called Yu'er to him.

"Yu'er, don't get any more swords about forging swords, there are a lot of swords in the palace, so you don't need to bother so much." Lin Ce said with a serious face.

"The child saw that his father was keen on dancing and competing with swords every day, and thought that his father must have not found a satisfactory sword, my pig iron stone and black charcoal are the best in the world, and the casting master invited is also famous in the world. You can definitely forge a sword that satisfies your father. Yu'er said emotionally.

"No need, I just like to compete with swords, and I don't have to get the first sword in the world." Lin Ce waved his hand.

"But my father still likes someone to pay tribute to the sword." Yu'er didn't give up, it seemed that forging a sword for Lin Ce was a big thing that had to be done.

"I don't have to ask for it, it's just that if someone pays tribute, I will accept it." Lin Ce said a little angrily.

When he said this, Lin Ce suddenly felt a little disgusted with the sword in his hand.

"The child doesn't believe it, the father must have said this in order to let the child dispel the idea of forging a sword." Yu'er said resolutely, "Unless the emperor decrees and refuses to pay tribute to the sword, the child will go back to cast the sword." ”

"Come and spread my will, from now on, anyone who enters Beijing with a tribute sword will not be allowed to step into the palace for half a step."

"Your Majesty?" The eunuch was a little stunned.

"Don't you understand? I don't need a sword anymore! Lin Ce said loudly

"Fold." The eunuch retreated in fear.

Soon, one by one, the emperor's list was announced to the world.

When the people learned that the emperor no longer sought the sword, they also gave up the idea of forging the sword.

Those who farm go to farm, those who fish go back to fish, everyone returns to their own people, and the people have returned to normal.

Knowing that Yu'er successfully made Lin Ce put down the sword, Lin Zhongchao was very happy, and he went to the palace with Zhou Zheng to see Lin Ce for the first time.