Sitting in the spacious carriage, the two bright lanterns on both sides of the carriage were swaying gently. This thing is fresh, and it was made by those skillful craftsmen. They used vegetable oil as lamp oil, and a wick was attached to the outside to prevent the wind from blowing out the lamp. There were two iron covers on it, which were layered and leaked gaps to facilitate air discharge. In addition, there was an iron wire handle on the top of the lantern, which was convenient for hanging and lifting on the hand. With this thing, it was naturally much more convenient than the lantern. What was more important was that it was not afraid of burning. Therefore, now, the guards in Chang'an have started to be equipped with this lighting equipment. In this way, there was no need to worry about running too fast and blowing the lantern in his hand and burning it.

It is precisely because it is not affected by the wind that the burning of the wick is very stable, making the brightness very stable. He rode his carriage and rushed home. In addition to a hundred elite heavy knights and guards on the carriage, Li Yuanfang, this guy, has been riding his horse beside the carriage, and faithfully fulfilling his bodyguard duties.

This young master was also bored. Yu Qian called Li Yuanfang in. The guy turned over and jumped off the horse, threw the reins in his hand to another guard, opened the car door, and rushed to the carriage that was still walking.

"Sit down, don't squat there, it makes people feel uncomfortable. That, Yuanfang, how many months have your wife been pregnant?" This young master leaned directly on the wide chair of the carriage, looking at Li Yuanfang sitting opposite him. After hearing my question, he said with a happy smile.

"It's almost five months now. My father-in-law has seen it and said it was twins. Hehehe..." The silly laughter proved how happy this guy was.

"Twins? I'm dying about Yuan Fang, you've posted it. There are only two at a time. But last time your father asked me to help your son marry a name, and now it's two, what should I do?" This young master said enviously, and couldn't help but feel a little worried. Since Li Qian knew that he was about to become a master, he was in an unparalleled mood and was happy to see everyone. A few days ago, he came to look for me and said that he was asking my talented young master to give his grandson a strong and loud name.

But, the nickname Mr. Li Qian had already thought about it and called him Goudan. According to the custom, the cheaper the nickname is, the easier it is to support the little baby.

I have been thinking about it for several days. Today, I finally got a little inspiration, or rather, I finally thought of two names that are very suitable for Li Yuanfang's son.

"Young Master, why don't you think about both of you? You won't be able to get up with the young one. Besides, my father also hopes that you can help you name it." Li Yuanfang looked at me with a beacon and said.

"Well, okay, since the first name is Tsinghua, then the second child's name... is Fudan." After saying these two names, I sighed with emotion. These two schools are holy places in the minds of millions of students in later generations, and of course they refer to good students who love to study.

This young master is such a good student, but because he despises the language of the Western Barbarians and does not like to learn those bad boys, he ended up having a diploma in third-rate universities. However, my dream of college has always been Tsinghua University and Peking University.

Li Yuanfang is a guy with extraordinary martial arts, but he just doesn't like reading and literacy. The old man Li Qian has complained to me many times and said that he hopes that his grandson will not be like Yuanfang's boy. He will not be able to do anything except dance with swords and guns all day long.

So, I was inspired at that time. Think about it, Tsinghua, the name of a holy place that was longed for by countless students in the future, was taken to Li Yuanfang's son's head by me. But now there are two, just like Tsinghua and Fudan, perfect.

Li Yuanfang stared at me blankly, muttering these two names in her mouth. After muttering for a long time, he nodded happily and said, "It's quite pleasant to call me, and it seems to have a profound meaning."

"That's natural. Tsinghua and Fudan are not something that ordinary people can afford. Ahem... I'm talking about these two names that ordinary people can afford, but your son will definitely be suitable." This young master waved his hand with a great demeanor, just like the Minister of Education who went to a prestigious university to inspect.

Li Yuanfang was chanting these two names repeatedly, even though he returned to the horse's back, he still laughed out loud from time to time. This young man shook his head repeatedly. This guy seemed to be so happy that he was crazy.

But thinking about it, this kid was pregnant just two months after he got married, and he got pregnant twice as soon as he was pregnant. This shows that he is a standard stallion player, which makes me very angry.

This young master is just a soul travel, not a body travel. In history, Changsun Wuji has a son, a daughter and a bunch of grandchildren. After Mr. Mao Ben traveled to this world, he performed the Zhou Gong ceremony with Sister Qingxia at least hundreds of times, but he didn't see Sister Qingxia's big belly.

Could it be that the thirty-six styles of Su Nu Su Jing were not fully utilized? I touched my chin and thought about it carefully. Well, it seems that I have to work hard, otherwise, my mother, aunt and grandmother would have to go through three more trials.

Even my uncle was thousands of miles away, and he actually wrote a letter to ask me if I had a baby. If I had a baby, I would continue to work hard. If I don’t have a baby, I would have to continue to work hard. It seems that countless people hope that this young master will become an excellent human-type self-sowing cannon.

Two days later, Guanzhong Weekly, Chang'an Daily and other major newspapers reported in detail about the civil and military officials in the court who persuaded the young master to advance. Fortunately, the sentence I made by my master made a mistake and did not get it up. Otherwise, I would have been like to be ugly in front of the people of the world.

I heard that the response was quite good. In the minds of the people in Guanzhong area, Chang'an and Guanzhong have become peaceful and peaceful. The people can finally have enough food and don't want to do anything corvee or pay messy taxes.

All of this is because of me, so the people are talking about this matter with great enthusiasm, and hope that this young master can truly ascend the throne and become a good emperor who cares about the people.

"Did you see it? This is the public opinion. The people in Guanzhong and the surrounding areas under the rule of our Chinese Revival Army, as well as the more than one million refugees who are now stranding in Guanzhong, all praised this, with only a small amount of discordant noises. But for me, it is like a few stinky dog ​​shit on the vast grassland, and can be ignored..." This young master leaned on the couch leisurely, shook the newspaper in his hand and said with a smile.

"If I had known this, why would you let the editorial departments of major newspapers accept such manuscripts?" Du Ruhui frowned tightly, and said incomprehension.

"Public opinion should be distracted but not blocked, not to mention that it is not good to let these people jump out on their own initiative. They try hard to prove that I am not the right emperor, but the more they do so, the more people who understand the truth will stand up and distinguish it from them. The more they distinguish the truth, the more they are, and the same is true for this matter." My fingers gently tapped the table and smelled the smell of sandalwood that rippled inside.

I really don’t know that the ancients always lit such a stove for Mao. Anyway, I don’t have a cold about this smell. In my opinion, it would be better to sniff my Yaoguang or Sister Qingxia’s body fragrance to make me more energetic.

"This is also a way to let the people in the world see what those guys have. They just focus on the interests of their family and ignore the country and the world. It is also a blessing that they have the nerve to jump out." Fang Xuanling nodded, poked the contents on the newspaper with a look of regret and said angrily.

"Haha, yes, let the people of the world see the true faces of those aristocratic families, and can better gather the hearts of the people of the world and face us." Wei Zheng squeezed out a smile after a long time.

But the next moment, the smile completely disappeared from their faces, including the good old man Fang Xuanling, who had always been happy, also looked shocked and disbelief. "Lord, do you really think so?" Du Ruhui couldn't help asking.

"This is naturally. Will I fool you for this matter?" This young master changed into a more comfortable position and gave the dull minister a look of the dull minister with a look of disappointment.

"Yes, but this is really unruly." Fang Xuanling rubbed his eyebrows and said. However, the person involved Wei Zheng frowned, pursed his lips tightly for a long time without saying a word, as if he was considering the pros and cons.

"Lord, is this inappropriate? The king's power is a gift from heaven. How can you swear to a book?" Qu Tutong was not much better. After grinning for a long time, hesitated and said.

"This is not just a book..." I sat upright and picked up the hard-cover book on the table, which was as thick as a large Chinese dictionary of later generations. I felt very moved and gently wiped the cover. There were a few big words written on the cover, which was written by my master, and wrote: The Chinese Constitutional Ceremony.

The Constitution is still just a draft, with many clauses and laws and regulations in it still incomplete, but compared with the Sui law in the past, it is more complete, but it still has many shortcomings. However, it has far surpassed any code of this era.

"You may not understand why I want to do that." After I put this book "Magna Carta of the Chinese Empire" back on the case table, I looked at the important officials and said a bit heavy.

Seeing that they were all confused and puzzled, I couldn't help but sigh: "The fundamental reason for my doing this is to let you all the people in the world know that everyone is equal in the face of the law. Prince breaks the law and commits the same crimes as common people. More importantly, let everyone in the world know that the law is higher than all secular worlds in the world, and even the emperor must obey the constraints of the law..."
Chapter completed!