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Chapter Eighteen: In Search of Foreign Things

The third prince and the others wanted to talk to Emperor Wu of Zhou for a while, but they did not dare to keep Emperor Wu of Zhou, so they could only send Emperor Wu of Zhou reluctantly.

After Emperor Wu of Zhou left, Zhao Yao couldn't help but screamed in a "wow": "A hundred times the Analects of Confucius..."

The eighth prince raised his hand and patted Zhao Yao on the shoulder, "Tenth brother, don't cry."

The fourth prince also comforted Zhao Yao and said, "Tenth brother, my father is also for your own good."

"Is this called for my own good?" Zhao Yao was stunned, "Then can I not want this?"

The fourth prince lowered his face and scolded softly: "Tenth brother, you can't say such words."

The third prince and his wife were gloating because they were not as loving as their elder brother: "Tenth brother, please copy it well."

Zhao Yao: "..." It's all because of the seventh brother and the nineth brother. If they hadn't fought, he wouldn't have been punished to copy books.

"Tenth brother, are you going to copy books from me?" asked the eighth prince.

"Brother, I won't copy books now. I'm going to the martial arts venue. I want to see Brother Seven and Brother Ninth are punished." Only when he sees the scene of Brother Seven and Brother Ninth are punished can his anger and resentment be reduced. "Brother Seven, are you going?"

"Then I'll go with you." The Eighth Prince also wanted to see how Qin Su trained the Seventh Prince and the Ninth Prince.

When Zhao Yao and the Eighth Prince returned to the martial arts venue, they saw the Seventh Prince and the Ninth Prince swaying guns. Next to them, a soldier was counting: "Five hundred and sixty-three... Two Your Highnesses, you have slowed down, please speed up."

The Seventh Prince and the Ninth Prince were so tired that they were sweating profusely, their faces were pale, and they were panting, as if they were inhaling more and they were less breathing.

"Two Your Highnesses, your guns are incorrect in your posture, please swing them again."

The Seventh Prince and the Ninth Prince wanted to scold the soldiers, but they were so tired that they couldn't say a word.

Zhao Yao felt much more happy when he saw the Seventh Prince and the Ninth Prince being abused.

"Hmph, let you fight."

The eighth prince smiled and said, "Can you go back now?"

"It's OK." When Zhao Yao thought of copying the "Analects of Confucius" a hundred times, his mood fell to the bottom again.

"Let's go." The eighth prince led Zhao Yao with a desperate look back to his Xingde Palace.

"I'll copy it for you."

"Really?" Zhao Yao asked with bright eyes.

"I will copy your handwriting for you so that my father will not find it." said the eighth prince. "Although the father said he would check it himself, it is impossible for the father to check it one by one."

"But, if you are discovered by your father, you will be punished." The father didn't like the starlings at first. If he let the father know that the starlings were for him to copy, the father would have an excuse to punish the starlings.

"It's okay, my father will not be discovered." The eighth prince was very confident in his imitation technique. "You copy a piece of content now, and I will imitate your handwriting."

Zhao Yao was confused for a while, "That starling, I'm not polite."

"Why are you polite to me?"

With the help of the Eighth Prince, Zhao Yao felt much more relaxed immediately. He first copied the "Study Chapter" honestly.

The eighth prince imitated his copy, and the handwriting he wrote was exactly the same as his. Zhao Yao was stunned after seeing it.

"Brother, you are so awesome!" Unexpectedly, my brother still has this ability.

"It's not that I'm awesome, but that your handwriting is easy to imitate now." The eighth prince looked at Zhao Yao's crooked words just now, and couldn't bear to look at him, "Tenth brother, you have to practice your handwriting well."

"Brother, I know my handwriting is ugly, so it doesn't matter if you just say it." Zhao Yao shrugged and said, "I have just learned to write for a while. It's not easy to write the words in full. Don't expect me to read them well."

"You still have to practice calligraphy well on weekdays." said the Eighth Prince, "Continue to copy."

Zhao Yao copied the eighth prince until Shen until Shen. As soon as he arrived home, he complained to Liang Zhaoyi and the others.

"The father will bully me..." It's not enough that his youngest son is not favored, but he is often bullied by his father. It's really hard for him.

Under the comfort of Liang Zhaoyi and Yu Meiren, Zhao Yao's heart was better. Then he became lively under the dessert of the fifth princess.

There was still some time before dinner, so Zhao Yao took Tongxi to the secret base.

In the secret base, cats and dogs were practicing diligently. When they saw Zhao Yao coming, they shook their tails happily and surrounded him.

Lai Lu and Lai Wang couldn't wait to report to Zhao Yao the results of their training. After hearing this, Zhao Yao praised them fiercely and rewarded them with meat and bones tonight.

Zhao Yao sat among the cat and dog, talking to them while petting the cat and dog.

[Yaoyao, why don’t you train us?] Come and bring money to fly over with his brothers and ask Zhao Yaoxing for guilt. [Aren’t we sparrows your good brothers?]

"Of course you are all my good friends."

[Then why don’t you train us?] The money flew to Zhao Yao’s shoulder and pecked Zhao Yao’s face in dissatisfaction.

"You can fly and deliver letters, so you don't need to train anymore." Zhao Yao said, suddenly thinking about his grandfather being transferred to Guangling County, Yangzhou to work. He hurriedly asked Lai Qian, "Lai Qian, do you have any brothers from Yangzhou?"

[Yangzhou?] I found money and shook its fluffy little head and said, [No, my brothers are all from the capital.]

"Then do you know birds from Yangzhou?"

[Yaoyao, Yangzhou is in the south, far from the capital, what do you ask the birds in Yangzhou do?]

"My grandfather was transferred to Guangling County, Yangzhou. There was still war in Yangzhou. I was worried about my grandfather. I wanted to know the situation in Yangzhou, so I asked if you have any friends from Yangzhou." There were chaos in Yangzhou, and it has not been pacified yet. My grandfather was transferred to Yangzhou at this time, which was really uneasy.

[I don't have friends from Yangzhou, but I can ask for you.]

"Can you fly to Yangzhou for money?" Zhao Yao asked.

[Of course you can fly, we sparrows can go anywhere] Lai Qian proudly said with his little chest.

When Zhao Yao heard this, his eyes instantly shined, "For money, can you fly to Yangzhou?"

[Of course...] Having said this, Qian suddenly stopped and asked in surprise, [Yaoyao, do you want me to go to Yangzhou?]

Zhao Yao nodded vigorously: "Well, I want to ask you to go to Yangzhou to help me see my grandfather, and then help me find out about the situation in Yangzhou."

It's difficult to get money: [Yaoyao, I haven't been to Yangzhou.]

"Yes," Zhao Yao had a little face distressed, "What should I do?"

[Yaoyao, I'll ask you first to see if there are any birds who have been to Yangzhou.] Lai Qian said, [If not, then I will take a group of brothers to Yangzhou in person.]

Zhao Yao said happily: "Thank you for the money." After saying that, he kissed the little head of the money with great force, "You are the best for money."

Qian Xi rubbed Zhao Yao's face.

Zhao Yao stayed in the secret base for a while before returning to Kunde Hall. Before leaving, he told Lai Lu and others not to train anymore and have a good rest tonight.

Back at Kunde Hall, Zhao Yao and Liang Zhaoyi and the others had dinner together.

After dinner, Zhao Yao went to the study and continued to copy the "Analects of Confucius". Liang Zhaoyi sat beside him and read the book.

After copying the "Analects of Confucius" for a while, Zhao Yao put down the brush in his hand, picked up the quill that was placed aside, and drew it on the blank rice paper.

Seeing that his son had never seen anything he had painted on paper, Liang Zhaoyi asked curiously: "Yaoer, what are you painting?"

"Mother, this is a strawberry, it is a delicious fruit..." Zhao Yao pointed to the strawberry he had just drawn and introduced to Liang Zhaoyi in very detailed.

After listening to this, Liang Zhaoyi knew that this strawberry was Zhao Yao’s dream.

"The strawberries seem to be Gentile fruits. I draw them down and send them to my uncle, asking them to ask them to ask them in Qingzhou, and maybe they can be found."

"This is a good idea." Liang Zhaoyi saw Zhao Yao draw another thing he had never seen before, which was a bit like an egg. "What is this?"

"Potato, this thing is amazing. It can be eaten as a meal or as a dish..." Zhao Yao introduced potatoes to Liang Zhaoyi in very detailed.

After hearing this, Liang Zhaoyi looked shocked and asked quickly: "Can this potato really satisfy your hunger?"

"Yes, Zhao Yao in the dream likes to eat it very much."

"Can you really get a lot of it?" Liang Zhaoyi asked in surprise, "Can you grow a living in the sand?"

"Yes, but it is also a Gentile property. I don't know if it can be found." Zhao Yao said, "I will draw it for my uncle first, and then let my uncle find the Gentiles together."

Liang Zhaoyi was shocked and said seriously: "This potato must be found." If it is really as Yao'er said, the people can eat their stomachs. "What else?"

"There are also corn, sweet potatoes, pumpkin..." Zhao Yao drew all the Gentile things in his dream and prepared to send them to his uncle who was far away in Qingzhou, asking his uncle to ask the Gentiles to find them.

These Gentile things are probably difficult to find, and it will probably take a long time to find them. Now let my uncle ask someone to find them in advance. Maybe he will find them when he grows up, and then he will be able to bring his fiefdom.
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