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Chapter 427 Wanyan Feixiong

 Wanyan Wanyan looked at the memorial on the Long Case and turned it over but couldn't read it.

The memorial that I used to handle so easily in the past actually made me feel more and more irritable the more I looked at it, my eyebrows furrowed, and I felt like I was upset.

Hui'er on the side put her hands on her belly and lowered her eyebrows. She was loyal to her duty to protect the safety of the Queen. Seeing Her Majesty's depressed look, she wanted to speak but suppressed it.

The queen threw the memorial in her hand on the dragon table in annoyance and stood up gently: "Where is the flying bear?"

"Back to Your Majesty, Your Majesty is studying in the Wenwu Pavilion."

"Don't alarm anyone. Come with me to have a look. This child has been coming and going without a trace recently. I don't know what he is busy with."

"yes."

Without disturbing anyone in the palace, the two of them walked along the road in the palace towards the Wenwu Pavilion that Hui'er had just mentioned.

Although spring has already entered, the palace of the Kingdom of Jin is still bare, and there are even many places covered with a thin layer of snow, showing no sign of the arrival of spring.

Looking at the desolate appearance of the palace, Wanyan Wanyan sighed with melancholy: "My father is gone, my mother is gone, Yan Yu has left, and Fei Xiong and I are the only two people left in this huge palace.

Is he the loneliest person in the world?"

"Your Majesty, millions of people in the Kingdom of Jin are your relatives."

Wanyan Wanyan patted a huge peach tree next to her in despair: "Dalong's peach blossoms are about to bloom, where are our peach blossoms? When can I put down my burden and go take a look, like a

Just like an ordinary person, there are no memorials or intrigues. If you go and see these beautiful mountains and rivers like an ordinary person, you may not have this opportunity until your next life."

Hui'er showed a hint of distress when she saw the Queen at the side, and immediately disappeared without a trace.

"Haha, I got distracted again, let's go."

"yes."

In a palace across the three main halls of the Queen's Palace, a boy of eight or nine years old was sitting upright on a chair, holding a piece of manuscript paper and thinking deeply.

From time to time he sighed and gritted his teeth as he looked at the contents on the manuscript paper.

What shocks people is not the age of the young man but the young man's dress. He wears a bright yellow dress with a mighty golden dragon embroidered on the front, an authentic five-clawed golden dragon. Although the young man has not reached the crown, he already wears a crown on his head.

The shining crown that reaches the sky.

A little eight or nine-year-old boy was dressed like an emperor. As the saying goes, there are no two days in the sky and no two masters in the country. There are actually two people wearing imperial clothes in the palace. It is really confusing.

what's the situation.

The young man picked up his brush and began writing with concentration on a blank piece of rice paper, his expression serious and upright.

After a moment, the young man frowned, crumpled up the manuscript paper in his hand, and threw it into a wooden box aside. He gently rubbed his forehead: "Are you a devil? Why are you always missing by one bucket? No matter how you calculate, it's wrong.

Isn’t it the number in the question that’s wrong?”

The young man wandered around the palace like a little adult with his hands behind his back: "Several teachers have said that there is nothing wrong with the question, but the algorithm is open to question. However, I have memorized "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" in my heart. It can be said that I know it by heart.

I am familiar with all the above algorithms, but I still can’t figure it out. How did the person who asked the question come up with such a complicated math question, and what algorithm did he use to calculate the question?"

"see"

Wanyan Wanyan raised her hand and gave the palace lady a majestic look, signaling the palace lady not to speak.

The palace maid immediately nodded and then stepped aside to do her own thing.

The female officer Hui'er gently pushed open the ajar door of the palace with a discerning eye: "Your Majesty, please come in."

The Queen gently lifted up her skirt, raised her petite and exquisite feet and stepped into the Civil and Military Pavilion. Everything became so quiet.

Wanyan Wanyan gradually adapted to the light in the palace, and her eyes immediately looked at the young man who was wandering, nodding and shaking his head from time to time, showing a satisfied look.

There was a doting look in his eyes, and he did not speak to disturb the young man who was trapped in the world of his own mind, and gently walked to the table beside him.

The young man was still calm and focused on his calculations, and did not notice the arrival of the Queen at all.

The queen grabbed the manuscript paper on the desk and read it. Her originally satisfied and pleased expression suddenly turned into anger. Looking at the young man's back, she felt as if she hated the iron.

Clutching the manuscript paper in her hand tightly, the Queen's already white fingers became even whiter and bloodless: "Wanyan Feixiong, is this the way to govern a country that you study day and night? The art of being a king?"

The young man was stunned and immediately woke up. Only then did he realize that the queen was standing beside the table. Her little face suddenly became nervous and turned a little pale. He did not dare to look at the queen's face.

"What I want you to learn is the way to govern the country, not to let you learn these useless calculation skills all day long. When will you be able to do it?"

"His Majesty"

The voice of the female official Hui'er came in immediately, interrupting the Queen's voice.

The Queen frowned: "What's going on?"

"The old master asked to see you. He said that he had urgent matters to meet with His Majesty."

The queen threw the manuscript paper in her hand on the table and glanced angrily at the boy with his head lowered beside him: "I have finished handling the business and am settling the accounts with you, this bastard."

Looking at the queen's retreating back, the young man tugged at his ears helplessly: "It's over, it's time to be punished again."

As soon as the queen entered the main hall, the old master Longdo came up to her: "Chen Longdo"

"No need, old master, I have told you many times that you are old and you don't need to salute when you see me." The queen hurriedly supported the old master Longdo who was about to salute, and looked at Longdo with a dissatisfied look, but

It's more distressing.

The old master was one of the few auxiliary ministers left by his father to the queen. He was loyal and loyal. It can be said that the old master contributed at least 50% of the effort to stabilize the court after the queen ascended the throne.

Among the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, Longdo, the old master, was one of the most trusted ministers of the Queen.

"Your Majesty, there is a distinction between monarch and minister, and etiquette cannot be discarded."

"Okay, don't talk about these big things. You rushed into the palace to see me. Something important must have happened!"

Rondo took out a memorial from his sleeve and handed it over: "Your Majesty, this is the intelligence obtained from the investigation in the Northern Territory of Dalong."

The Queen took the memorial from Long Duo without hesitation and examined it carefully. After drinking tea, the Queen put down the memorial in her hand and frowned slightly: "Mo Dao, Heng Dao, Eight Bull Crossbow, Plate Armor, Mold, what are these things?"

mean?"

"Your Majesty, the Mo Dao is a weapon that looks like a sail. Strong soldiers forming a Mo Dao formation can easily destroy the formation of a cavalry charge."

The Queen's eyes lit up: "Are you talking about the things used by the Longwu Guards outside Yingzhou City? The weapons that split the Turkic horses with one knife?"

"Exactly."

"Is the Eight Ox Crossbow one of those bed crossbows that can shoot over seven hundred steps?"

"Exactly!"

"Where are the plate armor and the mold?"

Rondo sighed with a low face: "Your Majesty, this person who can't find out and delivers the news is not qualified to know these major secrets. He can only tell some superficial things."

"Is the news true?"

"This is a manpower deployed from the Longwuwei Camp, but the position is too low, so I can only find out these information that everyone knows."

The Queen pondered for a while: "Can Mo Dao and Baniu Crossbow produce some and send them to the Kingdom of Jin?"

Rondo shook his head: "It's as difficult as climbing to the sky."

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