Quick Wear: After Binding the Boss

"Jingjing——" King Yan roared, and he transferred his power to Jingjing and asked people to find a royal physician. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He didn't even bother to confront Xingzhou. He quickly picked up Shi Jingjing and left.

The real culprit has fainted, so no matter what King Yan says, it will be of no use now.

Shi Jingjing's reputation as a talented poet will be completely stripped away, and she will also be insulted by literati all over the world.

Originally, Prince Yan would have been scolded as well. After all, one can only govern the country if he governs his family. His own queen is such a person who plagiarizes other people's poems. How can Prince Yan be a good person?

Collective punishment, or the idea of ​​hating the whole family, is never out of date.

However, now that the Prince of Yan has acted like a lovesick man, when others talk about him, they will also note how lovesick he is, so his reputation will not fall apart.

"His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince."

After Prince Yan left, everyone in Qingkui Tower had eaten their fill and only then did they remember that they still had to pay their respects to Xingzhou.

"Okay, okay, have you finished reading that poetry collection? I'll take it back if you're done."

Xingzhou waved his hand and told everyone to stop being polite.

Qin Yu was still doubting his life, and at the same time he was thinking to himself that he had just called the Fourth Prince a child. Would the Fourth Prince bear a grudge against him? What if he made things difficult for him in the future?

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the bad news. I hurriedly hugged the book in my arms and shouted, "No!"

Then he licked his face and continued: "...I mean, can we make a copy?"

"You can do whatever you want with this. It was originally left to me."

Xingzhou would naturally not stop them from admiring the classic masterpieces of the other world. It was possible that a thousand years later, the people of this world would be stunned when they looked back at history. They would never have imagined that so many poets would emerge during the reign of Emperor Dajing Cheng'an. It was also possible that the poets' biographies would be fabricated by then.

When the literati heard that they could copy it, they all started to write it down. Even Master Mingyu Li Yu was writing furiously.

"Mr. Mingyu, come here for a moment."

Xingzhou waved to Li Yu.

"I am not worthy of addressing you as the Fourth Prince. I wonder what's the matter, Your Highness?" Hearing Xing Zhou calling him, Li Yu had to stop transcribing and came to Xing Zhou and bowed deeply.

"No need to do that. I have a treasure here that I want to give to the teacher. You happen to be here today, so you can pass it on to me."

As he spoke, Xingzhou asked Xiao Lingzi to take out a simple and elegant small box. When he opened it, he saw a strange "mirror" inside.

"What is this?" Li Yu asked puzzledly.

"This is called a magnifying glass. I know that the teacher has presbyopia and can't see the words in books clearly. Through this thing, the words can be magnified."

Xingzhou explained with a smile.

After all, he opens his eyes wide in class. Even if others don't know, how could he not know why? He is just afraid that students will know he can't see clearly, so he is not afraid.

"What? It's so magical?" Before Li Yu could say anything, Qin Yu, who had been listening here, suddenly shouted and hurriedly came to Xing Zhou, "Your Highness, can you show us the effect?"

Xingzhou picked up the magnifying glass and slowly approached the poem Qin Yu had just copied. The handwriting was indeed magnified.

"Your Highness? Where did this rare item come from? I want to buy one for my grandmother." Qin Yu's eyes lit up.

Not to mention him, even all the writers who saw this scene were moved. Many of them came from well-off families and liked to work at night. The lights were not bright in those days, so it would naturally cause great harm to the eyes.

Everyone has myopia to some extent, and it would be a disaster if they develop presbyopia in old age.

"This item is quite precious. The frame of the glass is easy, but it is quite laborious to grind it into a suitable shape." Xingzhou had expected this to happen and naturally did not hide it.

"Your Highness, are you saying that you made this thing yourself?" Li Yu asked in disbelief. He only knew that the Fourth Prince was smart, but he didn't expect him to be so smart. No wonder his grandfather respected him so much and once whispered that if the Fourth Prince had not been born in a bad way, he would have been the crown prince by now.

"I will open a store soon and sell this item, as well as other styles. Everyone is welcome to visit us then."

"sure."

"Your Highness, please leave one for me."

"It's all easy to say."

By the time Xingzhou got rid of the crowd and returned to Zhuangzi, the sun was already setting.

Emperor Cheng'an in the palace received the news shortly after the Fourth Prince left.

The main reason was that the Duke of Zhenguo came to the emperor and cried. He certainly did not dare to directly accuse a prince. After all, Xingzhou was in the right in this matter, and no matter how he argued, he could not change it.

The Zhenguo Office came only to give the people an impression that Shi Jingjing might have been wronged.

Another reason is that the Duke of Zhenguo wanted to show his fatherly love. As for the result, he was only a Duke of Zhenguo and of course he could not make decisions for the emperor.

After sending the Duke away, the emperor frowned and said, "This bastard is always causing trouble for me. Go call him back and I'll ask him what happened."

Emperor Cheng An was a little worried. Could it be that Xing Zhou was planning to take the position right under him?

In fact, if Xingzhou only had to speak at this time, Emperor Cheng'an would agree. As for the prince, he could only say sorry. After all, seeing that Xingzhou was the grandmaster, even the ancestors could not say anything.

But that's not right, shouldn't we deal with the prince?

Emperor Cheng An was puzzled and thought of finding Xing Zhou to ask him.

Therefore, Xing Zhou had just returned to Zhuangzi and hadn’t even sat down when he received the imperial edict from Emperor Cheng’an.

"What does the old man want from me?"

Xingzhou still looked nonchalant, not like a prince at all.

"How dare you say that? I don't know what you did today?"

Emperor Cheng An was so angry that he threw the memorial to the ground, leaned back in his chair, and looked at Xing Zhou with a frown.

"So you want to deal with the Princess of Yan? Has she offended you? Or has the Prince of Yan offended you?"

Emperor Cheng An did not want to see brothers killing each other, especially since he had few children.

"Actually, if you want this position, I can wait until you come of age..."

Before Emperor Cheng An could finish his words, Xing Zhou's face changed drastically. He hurriedly waved his hands and shook his head, and even took a step back.

"No, I don't want to sit in this miserable position, getting up earlier than the chickens and sleeping later than the dogs, with a mountain of memorials and endless work to do. It's good for me to be the free and easy prince. I have brought so many good things to my father, please don't repay my kindness with enmity."

"Do you really think so?"

Emperor Cheng An still found it a little unconvincing. After all, he was the emperor, the pinnacle of power, so who could really not like him?

"Of course. With my martial arts skills, how can I be an emperor? I can go anywhere in the world. Why do I have to be trapped in a small palace?" Xing Zhou patted his chest hard.

"Then why are you picking on Princess Yan?"

Although Emperor Cheng'an was somewhat puzzled as to why the Princess of Yan could create so many poems with different styles, since her poems had not been recorded in any articles from ancient times to the present, she was the original author.

Therefore, Emperor Cheng An just thought that Xing Zhou was looking for trouble with Princess Yan.