Already ready, I found a carpenter who could barely read and carved more than a thousand words, Li Hao followed him to court with his arm hanging.

All the civil and military officials in the court knew what Li Hao wanted to do, and it was not surprising that he came. After visiting Li Er with a great ceremony, everyone stood quietly in their positions. The censors who liked to find trouble on weekdays were calmly huddled aside.

Is this not afraid of big things when watching the fun? Standing among a group of middle-aged and elderly people, Li Hao touched the back of his head, looked around, hesitating whether to take the initiative to go out.

Li Er, who was above, could see the situation below at a glance, and naturally, he could see the sneaky Li Hao, coughed and said, "Li Dejian, are you doing something?"

"Uh... Yes, there's something." Li Hao walked out slowly, and under the gaze of a group of old people, either gloating or eagerly looking forward, he said whispered: "Your Majesty, Feng Xi, the master craftsman who was going to be the chief craftsman a few days ago, thought that it was a new printing method and specially found me. I wanted to use this method to compete with the master craftsman Wang Deyuan. I thought it was of great importance, so I wanted to ask Your Majesty to preside over the matter."

You boy dare not pretend to be a little more.

Although it's an acting, it's a bit like it.

Li Er's eyes twitched and looked at Fang Xuanling: "Xuanling, what do you think about this?"

Fang Xuanling had already been vented with Du Ruhui, so he naturally knew how to perform. He heard this and said, "Your Majesty, Feng Xi was a master in the Sui Dynasty. Maybe he could really develop a new printing method, but this competition is enough, I think it's OK."

"Well." Li Er nodded after hearing this: "Since Xuanling, you said so..., okay, I also want to see what advantages this new printing method has compared with the old method." After saying that, he thought about it and said: "But with my understanding of printing method, this competition cannot be compared in one day and a half. You must find someone to be responsible for supervision."

Just as Li Er finished speaking, a thin old man flashed out of the ministers and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the old man is willing to be responsible for this matter."

Kong Yingda, the 31st generation grandson of Confucius, was the Imperial College, and the Imperial College Priest. If you want to say who cares about the printing industry most in the Tang Dynasty, this person is the one who belongs to it.

Seeing the little old man with serious expression, Li Er suddenly felt a little nervous. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Li Hao hesitatingly raise his right hand below, "Then, that, your majesty, it won't take a long time, one hour is enough."

What's the thing? One hour?

Li Er's face, who had been in the dark, changed his expression, and he felt that Li Hao was a little too much.

I'm acting with you, but you can't cheat your father.

Anyone with a little knowledge in the hall knows how troublesome it is. If you, Li Hao, do everything in half an hour, wouldn’t it be like telling the world that I intend to favor.

Li Jing's face also changed, but before he could speak, Kong Yingda exploded first, turned around and pointed at Li Hao and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Uh..." Looking at the hand that was similar to poking into his nostrils, Li Hao leaned his head back, his face full of confusion and deliberately distorted Kong Yingda's meaning: "The lower official knows that Master Kong's time is precious, or... it's okay if it's half an hour."

Half an hour? Kong Yingda was already trembling with anger and pointed at Li Hao for a long time and couldn't squeeze out a word.

Li Jing couldn't bear it anymore and scolded: "Rebellious, what do you think is printing? Why don't you apologize to Master Kong?"

Li Hao scratched his head: "Why? It's not enough for half an hour? If it's less than half an hour... the printed words can't do it."

In the hall, everyone except Du Ruhui looked at Li Hao with a fool's eyes or looked at Li Er with a strange look.

Kong Yingda even pointed at Li Hao tremblingly: "Okay, okay, okay, it's true that a hero is a young man. I want to see how you printed a book in half an hour."

"Yes." Li Hao was afraid that the old man would be angry and turned his back. He gave Du Ruhui a wink and said, "It's just... what book is good to print."

Du Ruhui understood it and coughed to attract everyone's attention: "I thought it would be better to print the "Analects of Confucius: Xueer" chapter. What do you think?"

No one below spoke, everyone was a clear-headed person, and even Du Ruhui was taken to act together, so what else could he say?

Seeing that no one objected, Old Du smiled slightly: "Since no one objected, after the court disperses, we will go and be in prison for a while." After saying that, he looked at Li Er: "Your Majesty..."

Li Er said without waiting for Du Ruhui to speak first: "I feel a little uncomfortable, Keming will take a trip on my behalf."

When things got to this point, the dynasty could not continue. After the scattered, Du Ruhui, Fang Xuanling, Changsun Wuji, Li Jing, Kong Yingda also had dozens of old people who were afraid of the world's chaos, and rushed to serve as supervisors.

Li Er, who was deeply deceived by Li Hao, was in a very bad mood. He rushed back to the Lizheng Hall in the harem in anger. He sat on the chair presented by Li Hao and began to sulk.

"What's wrong with Your Majesty? Who is making you angry again?" It took a long time since I saw Li Er so angry. Empress Changsun gently rubbed the temples on both sides of his forehead and asked softly.

Li Er has a headache when he is angry. It is precisely because Empress Changsun knows this that she will take action in advance.

However, Li Er's head did not hurt this time. He felt that he had found a teammate of pigs. He slapped the armrests of the chair and said angrily: "It's all because of that bastard Li Dejian."

"Is that child again?" Queen Changsun's hand paused.

"Isn't that bastard?" Li Er said angrily: "This bastard actually openly shouted in the court that it took only half an hour to print a book. You said, isn't this putting me on the fire?"

Empress Changsun knew that Li Hao had arranged the competition between Feng Xu and Wang Deyuan before, and his expression became ugly: "Why is this child so ignorant? If he really printed a book in half an hour, wouldn't he tell the world that His Majesty has favored him?"

"I was also blinded by lard at the beginning, so why would I agree to him? Now, all the old killers went to watch the fun. I am afraid that in less than half a day, my reputation will be...ah..."

Li Er slapped his thigh regretfully. He was not afraid of someone saying he was biased, but was afraid of being laughed at.

He could imagine that after today, there would be legends that he found a teammate of pigs after all.

However, things are no longer remedied now, and even if you regret it, it is useless.
Chapter completed!