Li Changyi listened patiently, raised his hand gracefully, and said, "I'll show you our culture, this way."

Chongren Academy was newly built in recent years. It is different from many other official schools in Chang'an in that its admission threshold is quite high. It teaches students aged fifteen to twenty, and the teaching content is quite profound.

As Marco Polo walked, he praised and said: "I can see that this must be the cradle of imperial talents."

"It's just an ordinary academy."

"Dear Lord Gao Yi, I have one more request. I want to see the emperor of the empire, but I don't know how to do so..."

For a moment, Li Changyi's eyes narrowed, showing a look of vigilance.

But that day, he still told Li Xia about it.

"Marco Polo?"

"Yes, I suspect that he wants to get close to my father so much, and does he want to be disadvantageous to his father?"

When Li Changyi said this, Li Xia waved his hand and said: "No, I have heard of his name. He is not an assassin, but a business traveler and explorer. You can bring him to see him tomorrow afternoon."

"My son, I obey your orders."

~~

The next day.

"Declaration of Marco Polo's audience!"

Marco Polo followed Li Changyi, followed his example, and entered the main hall.

He originally thought that the emperor of this great empire must be an old man, but when he saw the handsome and majestic oriental man in his thirties sitting on the dragon throne, he was shocked.

"Your Majesty the Great Emperor, your servant Marco Polo from Venice pays you the most solemn courtesy."

After following the example of others, he bowed and spoke in Chinese, and the enthusiastic Marco Polo became nervous.

He felt that he was completely suffocated by the emperor's aura.

"No gift."

However, the next moment, the man on the dragon throne spoke, but he said something in the language of his hometown.

"You are welcome to come from afar."

Marco Polo's eyes widened in disbelief and he couldn't help but said: "Oh, my God."

He never dreamed that the great Eastern Emperor could speak his language.

"Venice is a beautiful place."

"Your Majesty the Great Emperor, I am deeply moved by your wisdom."

Li Xia, however, only knew a few words. He was taught by his opponent in the previous life, so he just showed off. After that, he continued to speak in Chinese and chatted with Marco Polo about the customs and customs of Italy.

"..."

Li Changyi stood aside and watched this scene silently, shocked by his father's erudition.

But that day, when Marco Polo resigned, Li Xia told Li Changyi to stay.

"My father actually knows about that small country far away in the horizon."

"Have you seen the Illustrated Book of Objects I wrote? I believe that the advancement of technology will make transportation in the world more and more convenient, and places far away will soon be accessible."

Li Changyi had no doubts and said: "I believe there will be a day."

"I once read a story." Li Xia said: "It said that hundreds of years later, a huge country like ours was eventually bullied by small countries and accused of being backward. The people worshiped foreign countries, just like Marco Polo today. Worship me, the Tang Dynasty."

"How could this happen?" Li Changyi shook his head and said, "It can't be like this?"

"Sit down." Li Xia said patiently, "I can tell you how it became like that step by step. Starting from being complacent and losing ambition..."

~~

Thirteen years after the founding of the Tong Dynasty.

Marco Polo could already speak Chinese fluently.

In the past two years, he met twice more and was extremely surprised by the omniscient wisdom of the great Eastern Emperor.

"Dear uncle, I don't understand why, apart from God's gift, there is any other reason why His Majesty the Emperor is so great and perfect."

"That is God's gift. I have never doubted this. For this reason, I even began to doubt God and turned to the Eastern Qingming Sect. Oh, God forgive me."

"Oh, that terrible religion that believes that all the gods in the East and the West are subordinate to the gods, I have to ask God for forgiveness even for mentioning its name." Marco Polo prayed quickly.

"Maybe God is really a subordinate of the gods? Oh, damn, my faith is beginning to waver. It is looser than a prostitute's belt. Mark, we have to go back, I have purchased enough goods."

Marco Polo shook his head and said: "I want to stay and learn as much as possible about this place."

"I won't wait for you."

"Dear uncle, I have to say goodbye to you. I am willing to die here." Marco Polo said: "You should bring Guan Hanqing's opera back. People will definitely fall in love with Guan Yu..."

A few days later, Marco Polo sent his uncle away.

Returning to the city from the outskirts of Chang'an, he suddenly saw a church outside the city. It was not a Christian church, but the site of Qingming Church.

The Qingming Sect rarely preaches among the people, and its teachings are more often passed on to people who already have faith, especially believers from far away.

Marco Polo waited for a long time and finally walked in.

~~

The fourteenth year of the founding of the Qing Dynasty.

During the Lantern Festival this year, apart from the lanterns, the most exciting thing for the people in Chang'an City was the various new dramas that sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

In addition to works by famous artists, such as Guan Hanqing's "Female Prime Minister Dou E" and Bai Pu's "Tang Taizong's Snowy Night Breaking the Formation Music", there is also a young man named Ma Zhiyuan who performed "Han Gong Fu: Horses Trampling Qilian" 》.

More than ten years after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the literary and music circles finally swept away the downturn and mourning since the Song and Jin Dynasties, and regained a high-spirited chapter.

Li Changyi was extremely busy.

Because the war with Haidu is bound to break out within the next two years.

Now that the emperor has visited the west, Li Changyi, as the prince, will temporarily move the court to Peking with all the officials after the spring.

This is his first experience.

He has been busy with official duties in the palace, but his younger brothers and sisters come over from time to time.

"Brother, don't you go see the lanterns?"

"I'm not going, you can go."

"Brother, the person who plays Dou E tonight at the Chengdong Theater is the famous Zhu Lianxiu Boss Zhu. He really plays Dou E's proud and talented person perfectly. Aren't you going?"

"Not going."

"Then I will bring delicious food to my brother later..."

Those roaring shouts finally died down.

Li Changyi was busy alone in the palace, feeling a little deserted. When he looked up, he saw Liu Yao looking outside the door with a food box.

"How did you get in?"

"Huh, I'm going to be the crown princess soon."

"Come here and sit with me for a while."

"Okay, I've brought you some food. I've brought a bottle of wine myself. I'll drink it while you're approving the papers."

"What's so good about wine? Let me tell you something. When I get to Peking, I will be in the military hall for three years and then join the army for three years."

"so what?"

"After we get married, it will be harder to spend time with you."

"I'll accompany you." Liu Yao took out the wine bottle and smelled it nonchalantly, and said, "I also want to take the military martial arts exam. I have talent..."

~~

That night, on the stage in the south of the city, the last episode of "Han Gong Fu: Horses Trampling Qilian" came to an end.

Everyone in Chang'an sang along with Huo Qubing's last song.

"The country is peaceful and happy."

"Being protected by heaven, we will never have any boundaries."

"Kiss each other for hundreds of years, and we will extend each other..."

Marco Polo was also among the cheering crowd, waving his arms and singing along with the crowd.

Admiration kept rising in his heart, and he made a decision.

"Brother Zhiyuan, I want a Chinese name!"

A young man who was hugged by him pushed him away and shouted in the crowd: "My name is Dongli. I am younger than you. You can just call me Dongli."

"Dongli, I'm thinking of a Chinese name, please help me think of it!"

"Sorry, what is your real name?"
To be continued...