They finally understood the purpose of Zhao Sheng's trip.
I want to tell the scholars in the world that imperial power is nothing, and they should dare to speak out against the emperor, stick to themselves, and work for the welfare of the people in the world!
Yan Jiaoran stood there for an entire hour, and was extremely angry.
All the things I do at work are wasted here!
My feet are sore from standing!
No, I have to let this bastard massage my feet, otherwise I am not worthy of him acting!
Yan Jiaoran was furious.
A leisurely humming sound came from inside the house.
"Who will wake up first from this great dream?"
"I know myself all my life."
"A good sleep in the thatched cottage in spring,"
"The sun is setting outside the window."
Zhao Ritian woke up!
The scholars below were even more fanatical, worthy of being the Saint Zhao.
Be indifferent to fame and fortune!
Serenity leads to far-reaching success!
Great wisdom and virtuousness!
Zhao Ritian's weak voice came from inside the house.
"Are there any guests?"
Han Changli replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, I have been waiting for your visit for a long time."
Zhao Ritian stood up and scolded, "Why didn't you report it earlier? There's still time to change clothes."
Han Changli and three other disciples rushed in to help their teacher improve his image.
Yan Jiaoran suppressed his impatience and said in a gentle voice, "I, Yan Jiaoran, the Emperor of the Great Zhou, respectfully invite Zhao Sheng to a moment!"
Zhao Ritian forced himself to gather some strength and said with a smile, "A common peasant from the country is not worthy of the title of saint."
The words fell.
The door slowly opened, Zhao Ritian changed into new clothes, and went out to greet them with the help of his disciples.
Later generations praised it, saying that the Zhao family established a pillar and the empress invited Zhao Sheng three times!
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