I'm so cheap, you don't want to hit me, do you?

If it was said that it was all caused by Wang Xuan, would Emperor Father pull Wang Xuan down and beat him half to death under his wrath.

"It was the lantern that flew up suddenly and set the house on fire."

"Did the lantern fly?"

Ying Zheng was a little speechless, and couldn't help looking at Zhang Han next to him.

He could clearly see that Fusu was hiding something.

Zhang Han said in a low voice: "It is true that the lanterns flew up. We didn't pay attention at that time. When the fire started, it was too late to try to put out the fire."

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes.

This Zhang Han actually concealed something from himself, and spoke vaguely, which made him angry already.

His eyes finally fell on Wang Xuan.

"Tell me! Since the lantern flew up, who lit the lantern?"

"This one……"

Wang Xuan rolled his eyes.

If he admits it, will Ying Zheng destroy himself on the spot, so he had an idea, glanced at Hu Hai next to him, and said in a low voice, "It's the eighteenth son!"

Chapter 307 Zhonglang

In line with the principle that a dead fellow would not die a poor one, Wang Xuan said Hu Hai's name very smoothly.

There is no way, I am an outsider after all, and it is not a small crime to order the houses in the palace.

Hu Hai was different. After all, he was the emperor's own son. A tiger would not eat its own child.

Hu Hai, who was standing there watching the excitement, was completely dumbfounded when he heard what Wang Xuan said. He only felt that there were ten thousand muddy horses galloping past in his heart, and he just wanted to breathe out the fragrance.

I'm so...

"Anger +999."

Ying Zheng's face darkened.

"Hu Hai, you are so naughty that you actually ordered your elder brother's house."

Hu Hai wanted to cry but had no tears.

I am so wronged!

Of course he would not obediently catch him without a fight, and immediately opened his mouth to confess to Wang Xuan.

However, when he turned his head, he saw Wang Xuan's expression of caring for the mentally retarded, as if saying, if you dare to confess to me, I will reveal that you joined the snare.

This made Hu Hai's heart tremble. Compared with joining the net, the matter of burning the house seemed less important.

After all, things like fires can be big or small, and I made the lanterns to honor my father. I have a good heart, but something went wrong in the process of implementation.

Thinking of this, Hu Hai burst into tears and said, "Father, I made a mistake. I accidentally lit the house on fire. I am willing to accept the punishment. In fact, I also want to learn from Wang Xuan and let the lanterns fly. Please please your father!"

This Hu Hai's acting skills are really good, his nose is full of tears, and his voice is full of tears, which is called touching.

Fusu and Zhang Han were a little dazed, they stood there dumbfounded, obviously it was Wang Xuan who lit the fire, they were worrying about how to cover it, why did Hu Hai admit it first.

Fu Su and Zhang Han looked at Wang Xuan at the same time.

The reason must lie with Wang Xuan.

Don't they understand who Hu Hai is? How could he take the initiative to admit his mistakes in order to protect Emperor Xuan?

I saw Wang Xuan's calm expression, as if the whole matter had nothing to do with him.

"Father, the eighteenth brother is indeed filial, but he accidentally caused a disaster, please don't punish him."

Fusu hurriedly interceded for Hu Hai.

"Yes! Your Majesty, the Eighteenth Prince is also loyal."

Zhang Han also spoke.

Even Zhao Gao tried to persuade him.

"You bastard!"

Ying Zheng gave Hu Hai a hard look.

"How much manpower and material resources will be spent on the construction of this hall. Fortunately, there is no wind today, otherwise I don't know how many houses will suffer. I am really mad!"

Ying Zheng said angrily.

He was really pissed off.

Daqin built the Great Wall and attacked Baiyue, which one didn't need a lot of money, so Yingzheng had already reduced the palace's expenditure.

But this Hu Hai is good, he directly burned the house, not to mention spending money, which will easily arouse criticism from the government and the public.

Ying Zheng hated iron for being weak.

"Eighteenth son, you are really too, how could you be so careless?" Wang Xuan said.

Hu Hai looked at Wang Xuan resentfully, scolding his mother in his heart.

brute!

Don't you know who lit it?

You set the house on fire and asked me to take the blame for you, can you still ask for some embarrassment?

"Anger +1333."

"Your Majesty, the Eighteenth Prince also did something bad with good intentions, I hope you will be punished lightly." Wang Xuan said.

Only then did Yingzheng remember that Fusu said that the house was lit when the lanterns flew up.

"Did the lantern really fly?" Ying Zheng asked doubtfully.

"Your Majesty, I still have my tools, how about I make one for you to demonstrate?" Wang Xuan said.

Ying Zheng was aroused curiosity.

"Okay, here you get the tools."

Wang Xuan nodded.

Fortunately, when the fire was on, all the remaining materials were moved out.

The things were quickly carried into the bookstore.

Fusu reminded in a low voice: "Don't set the bookstore on fire."

"Don't worry, I'm not such an unreliable person." Wang Xuan patted his chest and assured.

"..." Fusu fell silent.

"Wang Xuan, let me help you make it together."

Hu Hai said politely.

He also took the blame, he must have a share of the credit for making the lanterns!

"Hu Hai, don't make trouble, let Wang Xuan come, you burned down your elder brother's palace earlier, why don't you have a long memory?" Ying Zheng reprimanded.

Hu Hai stood aside with a resentful face, feeling extremely wronged.

Wang Xuan quickly made the Kongming Lantern.

It was nearly dark after such a delay.

This time Wang Xuan took the Kongming Lantern outside the house and lit it.

Kongming lanterns flew into the sky with a dim light.

Ying Zheng's eyes were straight.

"It can fly so high. Could it be that it can be seen clearly from more than ten miles away? If it is used for marching and fighting..."

Like Zhang Han, Ying Zheng immediately thought of applying Kongming lanterns to military affairs.

"Your Majesty, this is just a simplified version. If it is made bigger, I am afraid it can be seen within a hundred miles."

Wang Xuan hit the railway while it was hot.

"And if the lantern is big enough, even people can sit on it and fly into the sky, and it can also be used to transport supplies directly across mountains and rivers."

Wang Xuan explained.

Ying Zheng's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Okay, very good! Wang Xuan, where do you come up with so many wonderful ideas, what a genius!"

"The Wang family is loyal, and it's time for you to become an official."

"I passed on my will, and Wang Xuan, the second son of the Marquis of Wu, shared the worries of the king, and he was named Zhonglang, and entered the palace."

In the Qin Dynasty, Lang was an official to be elected, including Yi Lang who commented on state affairs, Zhong Lang who accompanied the emperor in his car, Shi Lang, and Lang Zhong.

And Lang Gui was under the jurisdiction of Lang Zhong Ling, one of the nine ministers. Most of them were the children of the ministers, and they were the most trusted people of the emperor.

On the one hand, as the emperor's retinue, he can cultivate his loyalty to the emperor, and at the same time, he can learn government affairs and prepare for being an official in the future.

It can be said that it is the best choice for meritorious children with mixed qualifications.

And Zhonglang is the highest level among Lang.

This time, so many meritorious disciples from Shangjun Academy, like Li Si's sons Li Shan, Bai Ling, etc., have not officially become official, yet Wang Xuan has been awarded such a position, which shows that Ying Zheng treats him unusually.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Wang Xuan hastily saluted.

As Wang Ben's son, he is destined to pursue an official career, Wang Xuan is very clear about this.

Standing beside Fu Su, Zhang Han also nodded slightly, which meant that Wang Xuan had fallen into Ying Zheng's eyes.

Only Hu Hai had a dark face.

Nima, I carried all the blame by myself, but I don't have the slightest share of the credit.

Why should I know such a player.