Settle Down In Tang Dynasty

What are you afraid of?

Is this the second time that Princess Pingyang asked?

Xue Lang's heart wry smile, sighed a tone, calm way: "it's just a habit of thinking about danger in times of peace, be prepared."

Xue Lang is a typical pessimist. He always considers defeat before winning. It seems that there is always a sense of urgency that forces him to work hard and strive. In essence, he is trying to adapt to this era, but the relationship between the growing environment, the feudal monarchy era, he is quite defensive. Xue Lang is a contradictory person, saying that he is rational and willing to pay everything for what he loves; he is emotional, but he can treat things from a rational point of view.

Princess Pingyang's sharp eyes became soft and tender. She looked at him tenderly, and her lips burst into a smile: "Lang Jun is my heart, how can I not know! But today, after Lang Jun explained the function and significance of newspapers, I was thinking about one thing

"What?"

"Too much is more than enough."

Xue Lang frowned and meditated. Princess Pingyang took a sip of tea and said, "Lang Jun used to say a word on different occasions many times in the past. Newspaper this thing If it is operated properly, there is much to be done. But this kind of business is in my hands There seems to be something wrong with it. Lang Jun has really given me a problem. "

Xue Lang understood it now. The royal highness of the princess is also reasonable. If the emperor in office is a gentle emperor like his old father in law, comrade Li Yuan, it is not improper to take charge of the newspapers with the prestige and status of the princess of Pingyang.

However, Li Er is in power now. Comrade Xiao Li is undoubtedly a broad-minded person who can accommodate people. However, if things like newspapers are in charge of Princess Pingyang, will he have any ideas?

Xue Lang never dared to underestimate the wisdom of the ancient people. After the newspaper came out and was published, he believed that some wise men would see the advantages and disadvantages. At that time, can you still hold it in your hand?

Xue Lang tentatively proposed: "how about retreating to advance?"

Princess Pingyang raised her head and looked at Xue Lang's eyes, burning as if in the light, a smile, but no words. With a smile, Xue Lang's heart was shaking, his face was flushed, and his mind was in a frenzied barrage! what the fuck! what the fuck! This smile fouls!

Blushing, but the mouth of the subconscious said: "I write a sparse play again?"

The mouth said so, but the foot did not move, still sitting well, staring at people. Princess Pingyang glanced at him, her eyes pulse, and said in a soft voice, "it's too late to write tomorrow!"

"Your Highness is wise. Is that where to put it? "

Mouth so asked, but people automatically consciously stand up, directly pick up people, stride to the inside. Fortunately, he was wearing it. If he was unfortunate enough to wear it, if he wore an emperor or a prince's son, it would be over!

If you meet a beloved woman, like Zhou Youwang, he can do it for the sake of a smile! It has the potential of being a faint monarch!

Look, actually Xue Lang's self-awareness is quite sober.

After a good night's sleep, I woke up the next morning, ran a few laps in the morning according to the habit, ate four egg cakes with rice porridge. Princess Pingyang got up a little late and came out after washing. She saw that the father and son ate their cheeks round and plump.

"Aung!"

Shuinu saw his mother finally came, and his small face was full of joy and enthusiasm. TANU, who was sitting in a special small dining chair, had a cloth bib around his neck. His face was covered with oil. He also held a piece of egg cake in his little hand. He followed his sister's warm cry: "mother! Mother

Princess Pingyang leaned down and kissed her fat son's little face. Just then she sat down next to Xue Lang, took a piece of cake and ate it slowly with the noodle soup brought by someone who was attentive.

Xue Lang's face was full of smiles, and his eyes were full of affection. After eating, he wiped his hands and mouth, and unexpectedly gave his wife a kiss on his face. With a smile, he said, "I'm going to write a sparse play."

Princess Pingyang glared at him like a smile, slightly angry. However, Xue Lang didn't care. With a smile and a wink, he turned to his daughter and son, who protested in person, and went to the study.

Take a look at yesterday's copy of a good sparse play, think about it, take a pen and paper again, bow to write another. During the morning exercise, he had a good idea of the framework of the sparring in his mind, and now he has a draft. Now he writes naturally and smoothly.

After I finished, I revised the words and sentences. I finished the first draft and put it on the table. I didn't rush to copy it. Instead, I checked it carefully.

damn it, the most troublesome thing to write an official document in ancient times was to avoid taboo. The emperor's family should avoid taboos, and those who are close to their elders should also avoid taboos. If you forget or make a mistake, it's a matter of minutes to lose office.

Xue Lang's classical Chinese level, due to taboo, allusions and other reasons, has not made much progress. Up to now, write a sparse play, or half written and half written. After writing, I often ask Princess Pingyang to have a look, so as not to make mistakes.

"Done?"

When the egg hurts, Princess Pingyang comes in and goes straight to the desk. She picks up the manuscript on the desk and looks at it. Xue langshun holds the man on his lap and sits waiting for her to help check. Seeing the Pingyang Princess bow down to review the manuscript for him, Xue Lang secretly pokes to think, this is also the fragrance of tea? hey!Wait for his royal highness to help him to circle and modify the word that needs to be avoided and renamed "Tong Wan". Xue long copied it once, and kissed him on the lips of his wife, so he went to the palace with two pieces of music.

When he went in, the court discussion was over, and Xiao Li himself was reading and playing in the side hall of the Li Zheng hall. After the general transmission, Xue Lang went in and said directly after the ceremony, "Your Majesty, I have two pieces of sparse music here. Please see it."

Knowing Xue Lang's work style, Li Er immediately said, "present it. Young Yang, sit down. "

"Here, thank you, your majesty."

Xue Lang sat down on the chair.

The palace servant immediately brought it to him. Li Er put down the review of the sparse play, first look at Xue Lang, the look gradually serious, look at a moment will stop to think for a while.

In the main hall of the front hall of the Li Zheng hall, a short table was placed. Because the ministers often discussed with Li Er there, they did not put tables and chairs, but put them on the table. They all knelt down together.

In the side hall, there are tables and chairs, as well as several large bookshelves. The bookshelves are full of books. Obviously, this is Li Er's study and office, where he usually reviews and receives ministers.

After watching shuzuo, Xiao Li gave Xue Lang a deep look and said with a sigh: "I have always known the talent of Youyang. However, Youyang has always been at home. I think Youyang is not willing to become an official."

With a faint smile, Xue Lang said, "the minister is not unwilling to become an official, but has self-knowledge. I should have kept a low profile since I was guilty. What's more, under your Majesty's command, there are a lot of talented people. The new king ascends the throne with a myriad of clues. The minister is not good at dealing with complicated interpersonal relationships. It is better to hide one's humble position than to make a fool of himself. "