When leaving the princess's mansion, Cheng Chen also took a few travelogues given by the princess. He looked down at the travelogues given by the princess, thinking about what had just happened between the princess and Qin Wan.

Then he touched his belly, sighed, and his brows dimmed. It was not easy for his brother to get pregnant, and he actually wanted to give Dabao a younger brother or sister.

Cheng Chen had been silent since he came out of the Princess's Mansion. Wang Yu pulled him in his arms and asked, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Chen just leaned on his shoulder and shook his head. Wang Yu saw that he didn't want to talk and coaxed him, "Achen, if you are unhappy, tell me. You promised me this before. If we encounter problems, we can solve them together. Don't keep it in your heart."

Hearing this, Cheng Chen stood up and looked into Wang Yu's eyes, saying slowly, "It would be nice if Dabao had a younger brother or sister."

Wang Yu finally understood that Cheng Chen was pregnant because of the princess and Qin Wan. He then held his hand and squeezed it, saying, "It depends on fate. Besides, we already have Dabao, so it doesn't matter whether we have another one or not."

Then she kissed the corner of his mouth, then the tip of his ear, and whispered, "If you really want it, I'll try harder."

The warm breath hit his ears, and Cheng Chen's face turned red from the tips of his ears to his neck. He no longer had the depressed mood he had just had.

"Husband." Cheng Chen glared at him. This man always teased him with words like this.

Wang Yu looked at her husband, whose eyes were red with shame. She took his hand and kissed it, then smiled and said, "Yes, I'm here."

Cheng Chen didn't want to pay attention to him and turned his back. Wang Yu hugged him and said, "Having you and Dabao in my life is enough. If there is another one, I will love it. If there is no one, I won't force it. You know the same."

Wang Yu turned Cheng Chen over and placed his hand on his chest. "To me, no one is more important than you."

Cheng Chen leaned into his arms. In her heart, her husband was the most important. Yes, it was already very good that they had Dabao. Nothing could be forced. After being comforted by Wang Yu, Cheng Chen felt a lot more relieved.

The two of them were talking to themselves in the carriage, completely forgetting about Dabao, until Dabao went over and tugged at the corner of Wang Yu's clothes, "Daddy, what are you doing?"

Hearing Dabao's voice, Cheng Chen immediately came out of Wang Yu's arms, sat up straight, and felt a little embarrassed. Then he remembered that Dabao was still in the carriage. He tugged at his sleeves and glanced at Dabao.

Wang Yu amusedly carried Dabao to sit between them, "Daddy and A'da didn't do anything."

Dabao's eyes were full of confusion and he didn't believe it at all. Daddy had clearly kissed his father's hand just now. Humph, he was lying to a child.

Wang Yu awkwardly changed the subject, "Is the Princess's Mansion fun?"

"It's fun. The garden is so big. I played with Shitou for a long time before coming out." Dabao became interested when I talked about this. When we got home, he was still asking when he could go play again.

Wang Yu carried him into the yard and said, "I'll take you there next time."

Wang Yu didn't have many people to make friends with, but he was a popular figure around the emperor, and many people wanted to make friends with him. Therefore, many people came to him with gifts recently. Wang Yu accepted all the gifts that were not expensive and also gave gifts in return.

Apart from having a meal with Song Boyan and others during this New Year holiday, Wang Yu spent the rest of the time at home teaching Dabao to read. Now he can recognize the words in the Thousand Character Classic, recite the Three Character Classic, and do simple addition and subtraction. Wang Yu plans to hire a teacher to give him formal enlightenment after his birthday this year.

The printing officially started on the 16th. For Wang Yu, the affairs of the Hanlin Academy were neither complicated nor intricate. In general, they involved the collection, collation, research, revision and publication of ancient documents, historical books and ancient books.

It is complicated. Due to hundreds of years of chaos, many documents and historical books are missing or lost, and are difficult to find. Moreover, the private collections of aristocratic families cannot be taken out easily. Therefore, the steps of this work are simple, but the process is complicated.

Wang Yu looked at the ancient books at hand and fell into deep thought. There were many people who sorted out these books. He could actually sort out and compile the classical Chinese books of the famous scholars of this era, just like the collection of Mr. Dongming, the chief academic officer of the Imperial College, which they had bought.

Most of the books that scholars read nowadays are compiled by the imperial court, or the compilation of imperial examination questions over the years. There used to be such a compilation of examination questions in the provincial school. Then there are the collections of books, which are inaccessible to ordinary students. Most of them are in the hands of wealthy families. Therefore, poor students do not have access to many books, and books are expensive and scarce, so they can only copy them by hand or borrow them.

There are no standard answers in the imperial examination. Writing essays depends on your daily knowledge accumulation, while answering subjective questions depends on whether you have a wide range of knowledge. You need to read more and read widely. This reflects the difference between poor families and wealthy families.

So what Wang Yu is thinking about now is how to get some of the manuscripts and books of the top figures in this generation of literary circles.

Then the first person in the literary circle is Mr. Lan Yuanqing. Song Boyan saw that Wang Yu hadn't written for a long time and asked him what he was thinking about. Wang Yu looked at him deeply and said, "I'm thinking about your teacher."

Song Boyan was puzzled by his gaze, wondering what he was always doing. "My teacher? What's wrong?"

Wang Yu briefly discussed his thoughts with Song Boyan, and then asked, "Tell me, if I ask your teacher, will he give it to me?"

Song Boyan didn't expect that Wang Yu had thought so much at this moment. He always felt that this person's ideas were always different from others. However, he also knew that once this matter was done well, it would be very beneficial to the scholars in the world, especially the poor students. Being able to compile his teacher's articles and annotations into a book would attract scholars from all over the world.

He has indeed benefited a lot from studying with his teacher this year. The teacher has many rare articles, and the teacher's guidance has given him a new understanding of the articles and books he has read before.

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