When it was late at night, Pei Yao couldn't fall asleep at night.
Her beautiful eyes widened, she looked at the ceiling, trying to move Qin Yun away, but found that he was hugging him tightly and could not break free.
She frowned slightly and had to give up, so as not to wake Qin Yun up, and the dog emperor became more and more worried and could not get out of bed tomorrow.
Looking at Qin Yun's angular side face, she fell into silence.
The hatred enemy in front of him had a little distorted love or appreciation for him.
Pei Yao was in pain, and tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes.
Finally, he bit his red lips and suppressed those emotions he shouldn't have.
Sleepless all night.
The next day, Qin Yun woke up.
Pei Yao made a decision and wanted to go to Yingcheng to see his clan brothers.
Without saying a word, Qin Yun immediately ordered He Xiu to lead three thousand iron armors to escort Pei Yao to the camp city.
When she was about to get on the carriage, Pei Yao was wearing a veil and walking in lotus steps, ready to go up.
"etc."
Qin Yun suddenly called her, strode forward, and quickly covered her delicate body with one of his dragon robe.
"The wind in the city is strong and the road is long. Don't get the wind and cold. I'm waiting for you to come back in the imperial capital."
The faint tone did not please any of it, as if a couple of years had been together.
Pei Yao's eyes were complicated, she nodded slightly, then gave her a blessing and got on the carriage and left.
Qin Yun watched the convoy leave.
"Your Majesty, Lord Qi, the Minister of Justice, asked for a visit, and brought a few old gentlemen outside the palace." Eunuch Xi said justice.
Qin Yun raised his eyebrows: "This old guy, is this time doing things so nimble?"
"Let's go, take him to the imperial study."
Imperial study room.
Qi Yong seemed to have not slept all night, and his old face was dissatisfied with the strong tiredness and the wrinkles were squeezed together.
"Your Majesty, I have brought it as you ordered. The old minister can guarantee that there will be no news of the news."
Qin Yun glanced at the three old gentlemen who were kneeling on the ground and were terrified, and then asked Eunuch Xi to give Qi Yong a seat.
"Don't be afraid of you three. I'm not a man-eating monster. I'm invited you in this time. I'm asking you for help if you have something to do."
An old gentleman had few teeth and bowed excitedly: "Your Majesty is so serious. It is an honor for us scholars who can do things for the emperor."
Qin Yun didn't say nonsense, took out a note and handed it in front of the three of them.
"I want you to copy the exact same font on it."
"Also, keep this note confidential."
"After the matter is completed, I will give you a stack of books from the Imperial Study Room!"
Hearing this, a green light suddenly appeared in the eyes of the three old men!
They are all people who have been reading books for their entire lives. They are only interested in books and can get books given by His Majesty, so that they can not eat for three days and three nights!
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"We will live up to our mission."
The three of them knelt down and just looked at the notes simply and found it not difficult.
Qin Yun smiled with satisfaction. These three old men were all private school teachers or masters of brushwork in the imperial capital. It should not be difficult to copy the nine-point image of this note.
"Go and take the three gentlemen down, find an empty room, prepare the pen, ink, paper and ink, and serve them well."
"yes!"
Not long after, Qin Yun kept calling Zhao Heng, Minister of War, to inquire about the "martial arts".
"Your Majesty, the martial arts incident was announced to the world earlier. Now the imperial capital's official office has received thousands of registrations."
"In addition to the list reported by the states and prefectures, there are more than 10,000 people."
"Now, the entire Ministry of War is speeding up the screening of the list, eliminating some people of varying quality, and then His Majesty will set the day and start the martial arts arena." Zhao Heng said on his knees on the ground.
Qin Yun nodded, tapped his fingers on the table, and suddenly said, "How many of these over 10,000 people are aristocratic families and royal relatives?"
Zhao Heng looked up at him and hesitated: "Most of them are mainly nobles, but there are also poor scholars."
Qin Yun frowned and was slightly unhappy: "The martial arts top scholar I want to choose doesn't care about background and identity. Don't you know?"
"His Majesty!"
Zhao Heng knelt down in panic and explained: "The Thirteen Roads of Daxia, the prefectures along the way, with high mountains and high rivers. The news of martial arts in some places cannot even be spread."
"In addition, many poor families do not choose to come to the imperial capital because they have no way to travel..."
"Also, I have been carefully screening recently and found that many poor children come to participate in the martial arts, most of whom are rough people, and they know nothing about military strategy."
"Really..." Zhao Heng looked at Qin Yun tentatively: "It's really hard to choose!"
Hearing this, Qin Yun sighed.
In this ancient environment, it seemed more difficult to achieve fair selection in the whole world than to reach the sky.
"That's it."
"Transfer my will. In addition to the top martial arts scholar, there are also second-class martial arts scholars, one of them each. In addition, twenty outstanding young people will be selected to select the best in the army and will be awarded the title of the seventh-rank captain."
"This way more places may arouse the people's desire to participate."
Zhao Heng nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty!"
Qin Yun narrowed his eyes and continued to explain: "When reviewing the list, pay special attention to whether my family is innocent, especially don't let those who are interested get in. Do you understand?"
Zhao Heng's face sterned and he immediately said, "It's Your Majesty, the old minister understands."
"Well, the time is temporarily set in August. The first two rounds of review will be subject to your Ministry of War. I will personally check the last round." Qin Yun said.
Zhao Heng nodded again: "It's Your Majesty!"
"Go."
Qin Yun waved his hand and focused on reading the memorial.
Zhao Heng retreated quietly, leaving only some suffocating palace maids and Eunuch Xi in the entire imperial study.
Qin Yun picked up a stack of paintings and started reading them with interest.
Not long ago, when he went to court, Wei Zheng took the lead in asking him to accept a concubine, fill the harem, reproduce the dragon son, and prepare for the extension of Daxia. He agreed.
Unexpectedly, in such a short time, I submitted a list and this picture.
The above uses extremely superb painting skills to outline portraits of beauties from all over the world.
Qin Yun couldn't put it down in the first picture.
The face is delicate and the figure is like a willow. It is lifelike on the scroll, and it feels like looking back and smiling.
The woman's ancestral home, age, and basic information are all filled in very clearly.
He murmured to himself: "Damn it, it's so good for the emperor to choose a concubine. Just like when I went to a nightclub in my previous life, no... no, compared to these innocent classical beauties, the women in my previous life are simply a mustard of grass!"
He observed one by one, and some beauties on the scroll even made Qin Yun salivate!
Whether the legs are long, beautiful, cold, or bow your head and don’t see your toes... all kinds of colors!
When his eyes saw the last scroll, he was completely shocked!
This woman obviously surpassed all the beauty in front of her, not even at the same level!
The eyebrows are like distant mountains and the eyes are like autumn waves. On the extremely beautiful face, there is a special charm that makes people remember for a lifetime by just a glance!
Her hair was slightly woven, and her clothes were better than snow. She was so simple that she didn't even paint rouge, but she was naturally beautiful and her skin was shattered!
He also held a sword in his hand, which made the woman's tenderness look a little more heroic!
The picture scroll seemed to come alive.
"Who is this woman?!" Qin Yun held the scroll tightly, his eyes stunning, and he couldn't hide his excitement when he spoke!
He was moved, and he would tie this woman back even if she tied her up!
Hearing the sound, Mr. Feng subconsciously raised his head and looked over. When he saw the beautiful woman in Qin Yun's hand, even his expression quickly became strange.