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Chapter 12 An Ordinary Chaoyang Mass

"Your Highness, please tell me. My nephew will definitely tell you everything he knows."

Although Li Chongrun really didn't want to participate in this Wu Zhou version of the Jin Yiwei, he just thought of his cheap aunt's temper. If he beat her down with a killing stick, he would definitely be the one to suffer, so he could only act like a good child.

"Things are easy to say. There are only two things I need you to do." Princess Taiping smiled with a smile on her face. Maybe it was because her eyes were bloodshot, and her eyes looked a bit cold.

"The first thing is to wait for an opportunity to check out the students in the Imperial College, especially those foreigners and fanzi. See who has been acting strangely recently, especially if it involves large amounts of money." Princess Taiping looked at her.

He narrowed his eyes and seemed to dislike mentioning these people.

"If His Highness has any doubts, why don't you just bring them in for questioning?" Li Chongrun thought about it and thought that he was just an ordinary Chaoyang citizen, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"If we take the barbarians who can enter the Imperial Academy at will, I'm afraid that the Minister of Honglu Temple will be annoyed to death by the envoys from various countries tomorrow." Princess Taiping rolled her eyes at Li Chongrun, "A smart hozen is like a hozen, so it's just a matter of pretending to be stupid.

Don't ask again. It's just annoying."

Li Chongrun didn't expect that this domineering aunt had already seen through his pretentious manner, touched his nose with his hand, smiled bitterly, and agreed.

"The second thing is, you and I are not allowed to tell anyone about our meeting today."

"Even His Majesty?"

"You are just a commoner now. How can you see Your Majesty the Mother whenever you want?"

However, it seemed that in order to give Li Chongrun a sweet date and encourage him to do his best, Princess Taiping still said soft words.

"Have you seen the house under construction next to it? If you do this well today, I will put in a few nice words for you in front of Your Majesty Mother, and it will not be difficult for you to live in a house like this."

"Then my nephew would like to thank my aunt here first. My nephew will definitely work hard, work hard, work hard, and be loyal..."

"Okay! Now I feel that your father's shameless skills back then are much worse than yours." Princess Taiping waved her hand to stop Li Chongrun from rambling, "Step back, I am upset to see you like this.

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"My nephew, please excuse me." Li Chongrun bowed respectfully, but when he was about to leave, he remembered something and asked again: "If my nephew really finds something, how can he inform His Highness?"

"Just go to Chen Zi'ang and tell him." Li Chongrun didn't expect that the spy Fengyiwei broke into the Imperial College was actually the great poet who mistook his talent. Although it was strange that he, who seemed to be upright, could get into such a mess.

I came from dark things, but it was difficult to ask. I had to resign and go to the Imperial College.

Princess Taiping waved her hand and seemed to be very sure that someone would answer. "Did Chen Ziang find anything?"

A figure quietly emerged from behind the tree that Princess Taiping was staring at, "Returning to Your Highness, Dr. Chen said that the most lively thing in the Imperial College recently was the bet between Prince Zhenla and Prince Linyi yesterday. For this reason, Prince Zhenla and the professor of arithmetic

We have a very close relationship with Dr. Hu Ren. But I didn’t find out that this matter has anything to do with Jinyang and Fan Yang.”

Listening to the voice, it was clear that she was the little maid who beat the emperor's legs at the Juxian Palace that day.

"Then I'm afraid I have to rely on my little nephew to find something." Princess Taiping rubbed her temples, as if she felt a headache.

"Although I don't have much contact with my nephew, he used to feel a little cowardly and aloof, which made people want to slap him twice to relieve their anger. When I saw him today, for some reason, it made me vaguely look forward to it." Princess Taiping showed her face.

When he smiled, some girlish demeanor appeared in his expression.

"If my good-for-nothing brother could be like his son today, he wouldn't be so depressed."

"That's all, you go and report back to the emperor. The matter in Jinyang is still under investigation, but I think it won't be long before the truth comes out. By the way, please report the incident about my meeting with Li Chongrun just now, so that the emperor won't worry too much.

." Princess Taiping stretched her body and said, "I'm a little tired, so I'm going to sleep."

But just as he reached the steps of the flower pavilion, he seemed to have thought of something, and turned around and made another arrangement: "By the way, let me inform Chen Zi'ang. If my eldest nephew has any needs, I will try my best to satisfy them."

"Yes, Your Highness."

There was no big lecture today, so Li Chongrun had to go to the Rope Trunk Hall to learn etiquette. But maybe he was still hungover, or he was a little distracted thinking about Princess Taiping's arrangements, so he made several wrong moves in succession. He was blocked by the Rope Trunk Hall.

The retired palace lady was whipped several times severely. She managed to survive until meal time, and the place where she was beaten was still a little sore.

"Hey! Hey! Hey, it hurts." Li Chongrun grinned and asked Fan Yubi to apply safflower oil on himself. Wang Rong, who had been waiting here for a long time, laughed at him with a smile, and pressed hard on the painful area from time to time.

A handful.

"If you act like this, I won't give you any lectures today." Li Chongrun naturally knew where this boy's weakness was, so he pretended to intimidate him.

"No, my good brother."

"Now you know how to call me brother? Isn't it easy to call me fat on weekdays?" Li Chongrun quarreled with him while blowing his beard and staring.

"Your Majesty, you don't care about the faults of others. The Prime Minister's belly can hold a boat. If Brother Run hurts, I will help you blow it." Wang Rong puffed up his cheeks and stared at his big watery eyes, looking very cute.

"My cousin calls me that, can we stop being such sissies?"

"Okay, Brother Run."

"I feel much more comfortable now."

While they were talking, Fan Yubi's book boy had already brought the food, and while they were eating, they talked about yesterday's bet.

"Brother Run, if Na Itu'er comes today and can't give an answer. We haven't given an answer either. Then wouldn't it be another contest?"

"Who said we don't have the answer? Didn't you already calculate a number yesterday?"

"Didn't you say that the answer is an endless number with no end and no rules?"

"That's because we know the answer. The problem is, they don't know." Li Chongrun smiled contemptuously. "Ten cents is a hair, ten cents is a cent, ten cents is a minute, and ten cents is an inch. You have already calculated it accurately.

To an accuracy of 100%, even if they want to verify it, they may not be able to make such an accurate ruler."

"However, we still can't calculate this number after all."

"It's okay. My brother will help you make a gadget someday so that you can count things faster, and naturally your calculations will be more accurate."

Unknowingly, Xu went out and a new-found Li Chongrun was still chatting happily with the two of them. He only heard a commotion outside the door. When he came out to look, he saw Chen Ziang, who looked like a general, carrying a chicken.

He held Prince Chenla Itutu in his hands, and surrounded by a group of Imperial College students, they rushed towards Fan Ubi's dormitory in a lively manner.

"This guy didn't even come to today's lecture. I thought he couldn't afford to run away. Who knew he was hiding in the room sleeping, which made it easy for me to find him." Chen Ziang's voice was loud, rumbling like thunder.

On the contrary, the surrounding supervisors all heard it clearly.

Yesterday's bet between the two princes had spread throughout the entire Imperial College, and everyone who came to watch the excitement naturally knew the reason. There were a few who were not sure, and naturally some of the supervisors on the side explained it clearly in a low voice.

It's just because Ituna is usually very polite to other students, even to the ordinary students in the four-door hall, he calls him "senior fellow apprentice" and is quite generous with his actions. Although he is not as perverted as Wang Rong in arithmetic,

He was somewhat famous, so he still had some reputation among the supervisors. At this time, several supervisors who had benefited from him started to complain loudly on his behalf, making the scene even more chaotic.

"Students have met Dr. Chen." Since Li Chongrun knew that the great poet was related to the dark organization, he felt that he looked less upright than usual today. He hurriedly stepped forward to meet Li.

But I dare not be as casual as yesterday.

"I asked just now. This guy was confused. He just said that you gave him a question to trick him. There was no answer to the question he gave him yesterday." Chen Ziang pushed Ituna towards Li Chongrun first.

Li Chongrun felt as if there was a very strange smell coming over him. It smelled like alcohol and tobacco, with a pungent sweet aroma that made people want to sneeze.

Looking at Na Ituna again, her eyes were half-open, red as a ghost, but she was floating around in the room between Li Chongrun and the three of them without any energy. It was only after being pushed by Dr. Chen that her energy seemed to be restored.

A trace of.

"Children of the Lin Yi family, you set a question to trick me. I'm afraid there is no answer to your question."

But as soon as he finished saying these words, the Itu child fell to the ground and seemed to have fainted.

Several supervisors who were friends with him on weekdays quickly picked him up and took him to the doctor in charge of medicine in the restaurant hall.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to complete the bet today." Chen Zi'ang and Poet Chen said to Fan Yubi regretfully as if they were watching the fun and not taking the matter too seriously.

"The student was just angry for a moment yesterday. He just thought that the people in his hometown were still suffering from the war, and the student actually used this as a bet, which made him feel a little uneasy." Fan Yubi bowed to Chen Ziang very honestly, "I hope Chen Ziang will do it."

Doctor, please don’t mention this bet.”

"A man walks in the world, and his words are like water poured out. How can he change his order overnight? Prince Fan, please rest assured that when this guy wakes up, Chen will definitely urge him to complete the bet." Chen Ziang patted his chest and said

The look that wraps around my body.

But when he saw Li Chongrun, his face looked a little strange. After driving away the supervisors who were still surrounding him, he asked Li Chongrun softly: "Master Li, yesterday's Ming Dynasty poem about flattening the boat, Chen

There are a few things I don’t understand, but I hope you can go to the Chengxin Hall to explain them."

After saying that, he left in a hurry without even saying hello.

Li Chongrun naturally knew why Chen Ziang was looking for him, but he just couldn't tell Wang Rong and Fan Yubi directly. Moreover, Li Chongrun also found that the great Chen poet did not regard himself as a newcomer.

"Hey, Dr. Chen, why don't you tell me where the Chengxin Hall is?!"


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