The emperor couldn't help but gasp.

This sentence contained too much information, and he didn't know which one to be shocked about.

If what Zhiyu said is true, there is no need to worry too much about the Wala side, because the final victory will belong to Tianqi anyway.

But hanging out with my own sister...

Murderous intent gradually appeared in the emperor's eyes, like an angry lion, and a cold light flashed in his deep eyes.

Qingwu is his biological sister!

How dare this beast disregard moral principles and ethics like this?!

Do such a dirty thing!

"Come here," the emperor said, suppressing his anger, "tell Xiao Siyuan to come to me immediately!"

Jiang Zhiyu: “???”

[Why are you so angry all of a sudden? It really is June.]

Xiao Siyuan happened to be in the palace today. After a while, he followed the eunuch into the hall and knelt down to pay his respects.

Because of Jiang Zhiyu's reminder, the emperor now felt that something was wrong with Xiao Siyuan.

His face was flushed, there were beads of sweat on his forehead, and his clothes were a bit messy. The jade pendant that should have been around his waist was now half exposed at the front of his shirt.

He was still panting as he knelt on the ground.

The emperor's hawk-like eyes swept over his body. He did not let him stand up, but asked in a cold tone: "Where are you from?"

Xiao Siyuan's heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm and said, "Reporting to the Emperor, in Yilan Palace, my mother sent someone to tell me today that she has a headache and asked me to come into the palace to massage her."

He lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the emperor's face, and he didn't know whether the emperor believed it or not.

[What an excuse! You have a headache, but you don't go to the doctor, you go to your son?]

The emperor's eyes paused slightly, and a hint of laughter lingered in his tone: "You've been coming here quite often lately. How are your mother and sister?"

Hearing his smiling tone, it seemed as if he was just asking casually. Xiao Siyuan unconsciously relaxed his guard a little: "Replying to Father, they are all fine. Mother's headache is just an old one. She has been worried, and this headache will not be cured."

Isn't the meaning of this statement to indirectly ask the emperor to go and take a look?

The emperor naturally understood his hint and sneered, "Are you blaming me for not visiting your mother more often?"

Xiao Siyuan was startled and quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "Father, please calm down. I have absolutely no such intention!"

The emperor snorted softly, hinting, "You are not young anymore, why do you keep coming to the palace? I know that you have a deep love between mother and son, and brother and sister, but you must also know your limits."

Xiao Siyuan looked slightly startled but said nothing. He raised his eyelids and looked at the emperor's face tentatively.

He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he always felt that his father was gritting his teeth when he said the word "brother and sister".

No, probably not.

Xiao Siyuan comforted himself in his heart that he had done it so secretly that his father had not discovered it for such a long time, so it was impossible for him to discover it now.

Seeing that the emperor was still staring at him, Xiao Siyuan quickly retracted his thoughts and replied, "Father, your Majesty is teaching me this, and I will remember it."

"Alright, get up," the emperor waved his hand. "I intend to conquer the Oirat Mongols. Scholar Jiang has recommended you as general. What do you think?"

Xiao Siyuan: “???!!!”

Nominate him?!

Hearing this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Jiang Zhiyu in shock.

Did he hear it right?

Such a lucrative job, and she just gave it up like that?!

He had been discussing this matter with his advisers in his mansion before. It was such a thing with only benefits and no harm, and he just regretted that it could not fall into his hands. For this reason, he discussed it with his advisers for a whole night and made several plans.

But now none of them can be used?

Happiness came so suddenly that Xiao Siyuan was at a loss for a moment.

He quickly agreed, "Your Majesty! I have no objection. I would be delighted to have this opportunity to serve my country!"

Jiang Zhiyu chuckled.

"Are you doing that to serve your country? I'm embarrassed to point it out to you."

emperor:"……"

After finalizing the candidate, the emperor did not keep Xiao Siyuan any longer and asked him to go back and rest. Jiang Zhiyu was about to say goodbye, but the emperor stopped her.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Come, have some tea with me."

He gave Fuping a look, and Fuping understood. He jumped up from the ground and rushed outside to give orders.

Xing Maozhi on the ground: "..."

What about him? What will he do?

The emperor had no intention of paying him any attention. He smiled at Jiang Zhiyu and said, "Are you used to your days on duty at the Hanlin Academy? How are your preparations for the imperial examination? I see that you seem to have lost a lot of weight compared to before."

This was all a lie he told with his eyes open. After returning from Jinzhou, Xu Youran felt sorry for Jiang Zhiyu and lifted her ban. Jiang Kang'an also fed her six meals a day. If Jiang Zhiyu hadn't gotten up every day to practice martial arts, she would have become the same as the little sparrow raised by Jiang Sulan.

"Your Majesty, my colleagues in the Hanlin Academy are all very nice, and I'm used to it."

[Besides getting up early, who invented the idea of ​​"punctuality"? ]

"I have also checked the details of the imperial examination with the scholars, so there must be no mistakes."

[With me here, they can't squeeze anyone in!]

My eyes are the ruler!

Emperor: “Hahahaha.”

The emperor's sudden laughter left Jiang Zhiyu and Xing Maozhi a little confused.

After he finished laughing, he sipped his tea. "Okay, with Scholar Jiang watching over me, I'll be at ease. I suddenly remembered that the Hanlin Academy does have a roll call. I'll send someone to tell you that you can go whenever you want in the future, and you don't have to participate in the roll call."

Jiang Zhiyu's eyebrows curved: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

[This old emperor is really wise.]

His figure suddenly became taller and more majestic. Looking closely, he was much more handsome than usual. Although he was in middle age, he still had the spirit of youth. If it weren't for that Old Six, he might have become an emperor through the ages!

The emperor, flattered by her flattery, personally poured her a cup of tea and said, "By the way, I heard that you've started printing books in the Hanlin Academy?"

"Your Majesty, yes."

Speaking of this, Jiang Zhiyu felt a little guilty.

Although she said firmly in the Hanlin Academy that the emperor had agreed, she had actually never shown it to the emperor.

The emperor looked at her with amusement as she looked away. "What are you afraid of? Printing books is conducive to the dissemination of culture and will greatly benefit the people of Tianqi. And your movable type printing technology will improve efficiency and will make it much easier to record documents and cases in the future."

As the emperor spoke, he couldn't help but marvel at her in his heart.

Jiang Zhiyu not only understands medicine and martial arts, but now has invented movable type printing. He is increasingly surprised by this.

Such a treasure was kept secret by Jiang Zhaorong in his mansion. Every year when he went hunting, he only took his adopted daughter with him.

If Jiang Zhiyu had been brought out earlier, then he...