Ding Ding Ding, Dang Dang, on the martial arts arena not far behind the imperial study, Ouyang Luo and Ouyang Ling each held a big knife and quickly made a move, neither of them used any skills, just simply used strength to fight, relying on brute force to let the two big knives keep fighting.

Click, suddenly there was a crack in the big knife in Ouyang Ling's hand, ding, the two were a confrontation again, the big knife in Ouyang Ling's hand couldn't hold on anymore, click, and it was broken into two sections.

Ouyang Rui looked at the big knife in his hand blankly, this knife was only missing a few gaps after being destroyed by their human appearance, and there were some curled blades in some places, but there was no trace of breakage.

"Good knife, really good knife, Ling, can you guarantee that it is all of this quality?" Looking at the big knife in his hand, he vaguely had an idea in his heart, maybe there were some things that didn't need to be so aggrieved anymore.

"Yes, the weapons that the masters will fight in the future will only be better." Ouyang Ling had already received an accurate answer from the old master, and they were confident that they could make better weapons.

"Good, good, good, that's great." Ouyang Rui said hello three times in a row, threw the big knife in his hand to the Imperial Forest Army next to him, and took Ouyang Ling to the imperial study.

The capital, Lu Guogong's mansion, Lu Guogong's mood was very irritable, walking around the flower hall, looking up and looking outside from time to time.

A figure suddenly appeared at the gate, and after seeing Lu Guogong, he quickened his pace, first saluted, and then took out a letter from his arms and handed it over, "Grandpa Guo, the person has been sent away, on the Zhuangzi arranged by Grandpa Guo, this is what Yuan Niang asked her subordinates to bring to Grandpa Guo." ”

"Well, let people send news back regularly, and you can't treat their mother and son badly, is there no news about that matter? Those people are not recruited yet. Lu Guogong didn't open the letter after taking it, and directly stuffed it into his sleeve to ask about the granary.

"Not yet, no matter how much you ask, they just shake their heads and don't know." The man shook his head, and after a few months of interrogation, those people were all in one sentence, and they didn't do anything.

"But it's not them, how did that thing get lost." Lu Guogong couldn't figure out how so many things were moved in just a few days, and there was no news at all.

Although it was distressing to lose the things in there, it was acceptable, but there were still weapons in it that he had managed to get, and if those things fell into the hands of others, it would be troublesome.

"Forget it, let's clean it up! Let the people of the Marquis of Weiyuan Mansion work harder, and tell them that if they can sit on Mrs. Weiyuan Marquis, the prince will allow her to be a good citizen of the whole family. Lu Guogong also knew that there would be no progress in this matter if he investigated it further, so he remembered what his daughter asked her to do.

However, according to the news from those people, it seems that Shui Miaomiao is not in the mansion recently, and there are only Wei Yuanhou and those two children in the mansion, rather than wasting time on Shui Miaomiao, it is better to let him get some benefits, if his own people can sit in the position of Mrs. Weiyuan Hou, there will be more news at that time.

"Yes." I answered and went down to do something.

In King Ling's Mansion, Lu Qingqing has been very bored recently, and she and Ouyang Ling have been fighting wits and courage for several months, but he found that there are fewer and fewer people who can use them, but he has been taken the opportunity to get rid of a lot.

"What has the prince been doing lately?" In the garden, Lu Qingqing pinched a flower and played with it in his hand, asking about the whereabouts of the prince of Ya'er.

"The prince has rarely returned to the house recently, and our people can't inquire about the whereabouts of the prince." Ya'er's eyes flashed slightly, and she said respectfully.

"Waste." Lu Qingqing's voice was full of disgust, he didn't like this girl more and more recently, and King Wen's eyes always fell on this girl recently, which made her feel very uncomfortable, what a cheap hoof.

"The slave and maid are at a loss, and they ask the princess to atone for their sins." Ya'er sensed the princess's anger very sensitively, and quickly knelt down to plead guilty.

"Hmph." Lu Qingqing snorted coldly, raised his feet and walked towards his yard, leaving only Ya'er kneeling on the ground and bowing his head to admit his mistake.

Such a scene is already commonplace in King Ling's Mansion, and Ya'er also knows what the princess means, as long as she obediently kneels on the ground for an hour, then this matter can pass like this, otherwise this matter will definitely not pass, then she will be greeted by the princess's monstrous anger.

In the courtyard of the suburbs, Shui Miaomiao carefully removed the rice paper on the wall, and spread it neatly on the platform one by one, looking at the white rice paper, the corners of her mouth hooked slightly.

"Tsing Yi, go and see if King Ling, King Mingjun and my brother are here." Today is the day of unveiling the paper, and I let them come over early in the morning, so that I can witness the birth of rice paper.

"It's coming, it's coming." Tsing Yi was about to say that he went out to have a look, when he saw a group of people striding forward.

"County Lord, there are a lot of people here, not only King Ling and King Mingjun, but also King Luo, Prince Luo, Lord Luo, Master Wen, and Lord Hou are here." Tsing Yi hurriedly came in to report, there were a lot of people coming, and the county lord had to go over to greet him in person.

"Rong An greets King Luo, King Ling greets him, the prince, the king of the county, Lord Luo, Mr. Wen, you are here." Shui Miaomiao's rank is equal to that of King Ling and King Luo, and she only needs to give the two of them a half-salute, and the others only need to nod their heads.

"Miao Miao, I heard that you made rice paper." King Luo hurriedly waved his hand, asking Shui Miaomiao not to be polite, and anxiously asked about the rice paper.

Mr. Wen's eyes also shone brightly, rice paper! If Tian Yuan could also make rice paper, the people of Tian Yuan would be blessed, and more people would be able to read and write.

"The paper is being uncovered inside, and there is only one cutting process left, so you can go in and have a look." Shui Miaomiao got out of the way, invited everyone to go in and talk, and gave everyone a positive answer, she did make rice paper.

"Yes, yes, this rice paper is as thin as a cicada's wings, gently shaking like fine silk without sound, well, yes, it is a high-grade rice paper, better than Fengyuan's rice paper." Mr. Wen gently stroked the rice paper on the table, and he couldn't put it down for a while.

"Master, we have made rice paper, the people of Tianyuan will not lack rice paper, this is the first time it takes a long time to make, and there will be a steady stream of rice paper in the future." Shui Miaomiao said well, from the moment she started making rice paper, let people start to do it later.

Dongmei also personally taught those people to make, according to this rate, there will be new rice paper available every day, although his small workshop is not big, but there is a lot of rice paper every day.

"God bless Tianyuan! Blessed are the people of Tianyuan, Miao Miao, the old man has thanked you on behalf of the scholars in the world. Wen Fuzi looked at Shui Miaomiao deeply, this is the highest etiquette for a scholar.