The emperor did not let Duan Lun in, and Duan Lun did not dare to rush in rashly.
With Zhao Chen's ability to draw drawings.
Duan Lun felt that he should not annoy the stubborn cow inside.
"Your Majesty, how could this Zhao County Duke have such great ability?"
"Look, let's not talk about the farm tools I made before. Rice and potatoes are all things that have a yield of 3,000 kilograms per mu. We have never heard of them before."
"There is also military training. How old is Zhaojun Gong, who is even in the military training class."
"By the way, he added the military book in the previous volume to Duke Wei Li before."
"Isn't this a joke? That's Duke Wei of Li!" Duan Lun carefully put away a few drawings.
He whispered to the emperor.
Duan Lun now thinks about what Zhao Chen has done over the past year, and it is really hard to believe.
If it weren't for what he saw with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.
When others talked about this to him, Duan Lun might even think that this person was a fool.
"Now I don't want to rush in and die with him?" Li Shimin put his feet on the steps and said with a smile.
"I dare not, how dare I? Even if I go back now, these three drawings hit the craftsmen's faces. The old guy would cry and beg me to take out the follow-up drawings."
"Oh, my plan is too small." Duan Lun rubbed the drawings in his arms, looking cautious, as if something inside was broken when touched.
Duan Lun knew that just these three drawings were taken out by himself.
It will surely open everyone's eyes.
What are the drawings burned by Zhao Chen?
"When I stopped you just now, didn't I want to punch me in the face?" Li Shimin said casually.
But it scared Duan Lun.
I did have an idea, but I can't admit it even if I die now.
"Your Majesty is clear, I wanted to fight with Zhao Chen before!" Duan Lun said quickly.
"Hmph!" Li Shimin snorted coldly and stopped talking.
Duan Lun stood at the door of the study and looked inside anxiously.
The sun sets westward and the twilight slowly envelopes.
Li Zhi stood aside, looking curiously at the emperor and Duan Lun sitting at the door of the study.
This face was a little disappointed.
He also thought that Duan Lun rushed in and fought with Zhao Chen. If he beat Zhao Chen, he would be considered as a vent for him, Li Zhi.
But it was already afternoon, and Duan Lun didn't even dare to go in.
Didn’t you want to kill Zhao Chen before? Why…
...
"call!"
When Zhao Chen walked out of the study, there was still a hint of redness in the setting sun.
Li Shimin was about to fall asleep while sitting on the chair.
Duan Lun sat on the steps, supporting his head and dreaming.
The two of them heard the movement behind them and opened their eyes at the same time.
"Brother Zhao, have you finished drawing?"
"Duke Zhaojun, how about it?"
The emperor and Duan Lun asked at the same time, showing expectation on their faces.
"Why are you still here?" Zhao Chen said to the two of them with dissatisfaction.
This is not the first time that the emperor and Duan Lun have come into contact with Zhao Chen.
I didn't care about what he said.
He rushed into the study room directly.
After a moment, Duan Lun's exclamation came from inside.
"Your Majesty, you are so magical. You can draw so detailed!"
"This is very similar to what I gave to Zhao Jungong this morning. Didn't he burn the drawings? Why...
"He said he read it." The emperor's voice sounded
"I looked at it once, and Your Majesty meant that after seeing it, the Duke of Zhao took a look, he wrote down the contents of the drawings, and marked them in detail to explain them!"
"How is this possible!"
"I can't believe it, incredible."
"I want to see now. What can those old men from the Ministry of Works do to me?"
Duan Lun was surprised and smug from the study room.
"Your Majesty, I will take the first step. You have to take this drawing back and print it a little more. As for this manuscript, I will keep it at home."
"Please don't tell the Duke of Zhao County."
"Goodbye!"
After Duan Lun finished speaking, he walked out quietly.
When he was at the door, he even poked his head and looked outside.
Without notice of Zhao Chen, the old guy shrank and ran wildly towards the Zhao Mansion gate.
It seems that he is extremely worried about being caught by Zhao Chen.
"Father, Duan Shangshu..." Little Lizhi walked to the emperor with curiosity.
"You guy told him about Zhao Chen burning the drawings." Li Shimin looked at Li Zhi and said in a deep voice.
"Father, son minister just wants..."
"No need to say anything more. I originally wanted you to live here for a while before going back to the palace, but now I have changed my mind."
"You stay here all the time. If Zhao Chen asks you to do whatever you want. If you dare to cry, I will let someone hang you up and beat you up."
"Learning something will be good for yourself!" Li Shimin waved his hand, and after saying this, he turned around and left here.
...
Duan Lun was so excited that he didn't sleep all night.
After eating something casually, I called dozens of gentlemen.
Each person gave a drawing and asked them to copy it according to it.
Worried that the drawing would be stolen by someone, Duan Lun sat next to him without blinking.
It caused dozens of gentlemen to be under pressure.
Finally, in the early morning, the two copied drawings were finally completed.
Zhao Chen's manuscript was carefully collected by Duan Lun one by one.
I brought a beautiful sandalwood box and put it in it with great care.
The gentlemen were really curious.
Isn’t these just some strange drawings? As for treating them as treasures?
"Sir Shangshu, a few drawings, are you as good as being so careful?" someone asked with a smile.
"Yes, just a few pieces of paper, it's so grand!"
"What do you know?"
"Hurry back and rest. All these things are rotten in my stomach!" Duan Lun didn't even want to explain.
To be continued...