"How was it, did you sleep well?"
Qi Pan walked to a table and sat down. "I didn't sleep well at first, but then I fell asleep slowly."
Qi Pan rubbed his forehead as he spoke, "I guess I can't stay up too late in the future."
"You can't make up for the lost sleep by sleeping during the day, so you still have to rest on time."
Ying Zheng said, "How about asking Eleven to make you some calming tea?"
"Drink some before bed to help you sleep."
Um?
Calming tea?
This was something Qi Pan had not thought of before.
She nodded and said, "Okay."
Qi Pan turned to look at Eleven, "Do I have any calming tea?"
Eleven, "Return to the National Master, no more."
Ying Zheng directly instructed Xia Lin, "Go, get some calming tea for the Imperial Master."
Xia Lin: "Yes, Your Majesty."
After Xia Lin went out, he came back soon with two large bags of things.
Xia Lin gave the thing in his hand to Eleven.
Eleven reached out and took it.
Ying Zheng looked at Qi Pan and said, "Master, how about asking Eleven to make you a pot right now?"
"Have a couple of cups first to warm yourself up. When you return to the bedroom later, you'll be able to fall asleep."
Qi Pan looked at the sky.
I think what Ying Zheng said is right.
So he nodded and said, "Okay."
She looked at Eleven and said, "Eleven, go make a pot of calming tea first."
"promise."
With Ying Zheng here, Eleven naturally doesn't have to worry about Qi Pan's safety.
After he responded, he took his things and went to make some calming tea.
Not seeing Fusu, Qi Pan asked with some confusion.
"Brother, where is Fusu? Why can't I see him?"
Um?
Fusu?
Ying Zheng said, "I have arranged for him to print ancient books."
"Now that movable type printing has been successfully developed, it cannot be wasted."
"The classic books that need to be reproduced and printed for preservation must be printed and preserved in duplicate."
"It's also a good opportunity to arrange more things for him to do and train his abilities."
"So you don't have to keep hanging around me. It hurts my eyes."
Hearing this, Qi Pan couldn't help but smile, his eyes sparkling.
“It would be good to print more books.”
"Some of our precious books are missing and lost, and can no longer be found. It's a pity."
"If we have the conditions now, we should print more and make more backup copies. Keeping them away will help reduce the loss rate in the future."
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