However, this little action was caught by the sharp-eyed Murong Yanran.

Murong Yanran had a gentle smile on her face that seemed to warm people's hearts as she looked at Yan Jiaoran quietly.

Yan Jiaoran felt a little guilty and took the initiative to ask: What...what are you doing?

Murong Yanran: Your Majesty, just now it seemed like? ...

Yan Jiaoran: What are you talking about? I don't understand? What did I do? I don't know!

Murong Yanran: Haha.

bite--

Sister Murong smiled coldly and left the group chat, leaving only Yan Jiaoran to add to the drama (no, cross it out)!

Only the Empress of the Great Zhou was left, disheveled in the wind.

A gentle breeze blew by, stirring up the dead leaves, but her hair and sleeves remained quietly in place.

That lonely figure, how desolate!

…

First impressions, first impressions!

It's all this bastard's fault!

If he didn't love to play this trick of talking in circles and keeping us in suspense, how could I have been fooled?

Moreover, even the little girl Yanran believed it!

This has nothing to do with me!

Yan Jiaoran straightened her spine, stirring up a wave of excitement.

I have big breasts, so I am right!

…

The civil and military officials on the other side were all stunned by Kong Lingda's idea. No one intercepted the little drama between the empress and Murong Yanran.

Especially Lei Fenkai, who had just escaped from the construction site with a bucket, immediately packed up his bags and went back to the construction site overnight when he heard this answer.

Wow!

This guy is just finding fault with his head!

Anyone who dares to stop this kind of thing that will go down in history will be beaten to death by all the schools of thought!

I will also record your name harshly in the history books and make you infamous for eternity!

It’s high, really too high.

Lei Fenkai packed up his belongings and fled back to the construction site overnight to study.

Yang Yingguang's eyes were empty, and he didn't move at all, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit.

He was very surprised.

How did this old man Kong Lingda come up with such an idea?

Awesome, Hundred Schools of Thought!

If we can’t unify, then we can formulate standards.

Each school of thought would certainly try its best to make a mark on these hundred classics.

All of a sudden, the resistance dropped sharply.

Although the problem was not completely solved, he was able to leverage the power of others and raise his reputation to a whole new level by revising the book.

This time, if he retires and returns home, it’s not because he’s too old to work.

Instead, he was upright and gave young people a chance.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Compared with the shock of the ministers who wanted to stuff an egg into their mouths.

Yan Jiaoran was much calmer.

He has never seen the world.

This method can only be said to be quite standard.

Not only does it take a lot of manpower and material resources to revise the book, but it is also necessary to summarize the articles of various authors in order to write a template that can be used as a reference.

No matter what, it will take at least three to five years to achieve it.

Even if it was written, it still had to be carved into engravings and distributed to officials all over the world.

How much will this cost?

How much effort does it take?

Even if all these were accomplished, local officials would still have to hold such a large set of books to check and study.

Are you tired?

So, this idea is just average.

That bastard’s method is still the best!

As long as all my friends in the Great Zhou Dynasty can use their lucky hands to help me add a few strokes, this age-old problem can be easily solved!

Looking at the useless reactions of the officials in the hall.

Yan Jiaoran couldn't help but shook her head.

It's useless. It's useless.

It's really useless!

Is this shocking?

Are you scared silly?

If I were to tell you the methods of a bastard, wouldn't your jaws drop in shock?

well--

I don’t know what Yanran’s plan is.

Why can't you just let me say it on the spot?

Do you want to cause her some trouble?

Anyway, this girl is already in cahoots with that bastard.

Let them both worry about it and find a way to remedy the situation!

Thinking of this, Yan Jiaoran felt a little moved.

Just as he was about to speak, he was stopped by Murong Yanran's gaze.

Murong Yanran: Your Majesty, Yanran is staring at you.

Yan Jiaoran: What are you doing? Don’t look at me like that!

Yan Jiaoran felt very uneasy and quickly changed the subject.

"Since Prime Minister Kong has already made up his mind, I will leave this matter to you."

Kong Lingda said with great energy: "I, your honor, obey your command!"

Seeing Murong Yanran nod secretly, Yan Jiaoran knew that the time was right. She could only suppress the impulse in her heart and said helplessly:

"I am tired, let's retire."

The ministers all bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty, we respectfully bid you farewell!"

Looking at Yan Jiaoran leaving.

Kong Lingda felt a little confused.

Things went so smoothly today that it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was smooth sailing.

Could the empress really sit back and watch herself win the hearts of the world's literati with this trick?

No way? No way? It can't be that simple, right?

Before he could figure out what was going on, Fan Tong and others had already gathered around to congratulate him, while at the same time constantly ridiculing the members of Yang's party not far away.

I don’t know what’s going on.

Instead of leaving, the members of Yang's party all stood behind Yang Yingguang, following his lead and looking at everyone coldly with him.

They didn't know that their boss had activated his exclusive skill - being dumbfounded.

Now he is just a wooden man without any emotions.

Fan Tong, along with a large group of people, came over and pressed on, "Hey, Master Yang, Master Lei, why are you two still standing here?"

"His Majesty has already left, why are you still standing here blocking the way?"

After the words fell, the people of the Kong Party started to sneer and mock:

"That's right, that's right, get out of the way, a good dog doesn't block the road!"

"Oh, I was wondering why the dog was barking so early in the morning. It turns out the dog is here."

“Hahahahaha——”

There was a burst of laughter, full of sarcasm.

"You!" Lei Fenkai clenched his fists, trying to display the spirit of not talking too much if he could take action.

But, if the boss doesn’t move, he can’t move!

He had no choice but to stand behind Yang Yingguang and glare at him.

Fan Tong watched as his own people tried their best to provoke him in every possible way, but nothing happened to them. They were like a bunch of idiots, and he was completely lost in thought.

When did these warriors become so tolerant?

What's going on?

He was unwilling to miss this opportunity to kick a helpless opponent.

Kong Lingda, with a smile on his face, walked briskly and quickly to the side of the wooden man Yang Yingguang.

She reached out her hand, patted him gently on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Alas, I am old and useless."

"But, it's more than enough to deal with you."