However, Yingzheng is not in a hurry, since the nine daughters have written for themselves what really happened in the history of the later generations, then they will wait for him to read it.

When all the dust settled, Xu Yan got up: "Father, the hour is not early, do you want to accompany your sons back to Huazhang Palace for dinner?" ”

"Forget it, my father still has something to do, so I won't go."

In fact, Ying Zheng really wants to go, in the past two years, the father and daughter have been busy, and there are very few opportunities to eat together.

But he remembered those real historical stories, and couldn't wait to understand what happened after his death in the original history.

I want to know more about what people believe in that prosperous era that makes their own children miss their hearts.

What's different about that kind of faith?

"The minister will retire first."

Xu Yan listened to her father's answer, and did not force it, "You don't have to stay up late to hurt your body, you have to rest on time." ”

"Don't worry, my father knows."

After the words fell, he instructed the people below: "Let's all disperse, and we will talk about it tomorrow when we take office." ”

"Yui."

The Minister of Civil and Military Affairs hurriedly got up, saluted and retired, and left Zhangtai Palace.

"Wang Qian, Li Si, and Meng Yi stayed."

Seeing the ministers of civil and military affairs walking out, Yingzheng stopped the three again.

The three of them hurried back and sat down until they left the council hall.

Xu Yan didn't stay long, and after getting the permission of his father, he asked Long Twelve to take him back to Huazhang Palace.

In the meeting hall of Zhangtai Palace, Ying Zheng did not rush to talk to a few close ministers, but directly took out the books that Xu Yan gave him in the morning.

On the cover, "True Story 1" is written, followed by 2, 3, and 4 in order...... Such.

Ying Zheng did not comment on the cover, and directly turned the page of the book, only to see a sentence written on the title page:

I would like to use this book to remember the monarchs and people of all dynasties who have contributed to China!

Xu Yan thinks that in any dynasty, celebrities have the contributions of celebrities, and the people have the contributions of the people, even if these people do not necessarily leave traces.

However, as future generations, we should never forget that there are still generations of them in the long river of history, passing on the virtues of the Chinese people to endure hardships and stand hard work.

That's why I wrote such a title page note.

Ying Zheng looked at this sentence and didn't turn the page for a long time.

His Majesty's reaction made Wang Qian, Li Si, and Meng Yi look at each other, but they didn't dare to disturb easily.

After a short period of contemplation, Ying Zheng turned the next page and began to read the story that Qi'er had written for himself that had really happened.

As he reads, the first emperor of the ages finally sees the chaos of the Chinese war, the suffering of the nation, and the devastated destroyers after his death.

Even if he had already prepared through his daughter's voice and early warning, he was so angry with those tragic situations that his face kept changing.

This made the three close ministers show worried expressions one after another, and they kept thinking in their hearts: "What did Your Majesty see? Why is it so varied? ”

"I don't know who sent these to His Majesty? Look at what your majesty has become. ”

"Tsk, Your Majesty has been moody and invisible since he was a child, and now he is angry like this, obviously there is something rebellious written in it."

The three of them each had their own ideas, but they were all worried that His Majesty would be angry and wanted to divert his attention.

"Your Majesty, can you let ......?"

Wang Qian, Li Qi, and Meng Yi spoke up almost at the same time, and when the words came out, the three of them looked at each other and understood each other's intentions.

Ying Zheng was awakened by the voices of the three people, and only then did he remember that he was watching something that would only happen after his death.

So he took a deep breath and waved his hand, "Wait a minute, let me finish the last few pages." (End of chapter)