"Yun Shuang, although brother-in-law thinks playing the flute is good, brother-in-law himself doesn't like it."

"But music is something that is interconnected. If you want to play it in the future, you can feel it yourself, but it requires a certain level of musical attainment."

"Anyway, figure it out for yourself."

Yun Shuang nodded when she heard this, and a thought took root in her heart, that when her musical attainments improved in the future, she would definitely teach herself.

Time passed by little by little while learning music. Seeing that it was almost time for dinner, Fu Yunshuang suddenly asked, "Brother-in-law, can I hear you play a piece of music?"

"Well, I don't want to listen to this anymore. I want to listen to something happier. This one is a bit sad."

Li Xiuzhu was stunned, but he ignored the problem of affecting his mood. However, it was not a big problem. Isn't it just happy? Simple.

A cheerful tune sounded, short and clear, gradually turning and gradually turning, the sound of the flute rose, the melody was leisurely and soft, pleasant to the ears, as if an elf was singing and sobbing.

At this moment, the two and a half little ones were listening with fascination, immersed in a sea of ​​silent joy.

Of course, it wasn't just them, there were also several maids outside the door who were the same.

No one spoke. Everyone looked towards Li Xiuzhu's room, listening to the beautiful and cheerful music.

After just one song, Li Xiuzhu put down the flute.

"Brother-in-law, what's the name of this song? It sounds so cheerful."

Li Xiuzhu smiled when he heard this.

"Call out the mountain!"

Don’t worry about whether Hua Zhou plagiarized or not, the song is really good.

The flute version of this song is also very cheerful and beautiful! "Leaving the mountain? Why is it called leaving the mountain?"

"Well, Baozhu, do you have a hundred thousand questions? Okay, go wash your hands and eat."

At the same time, Fu Yuehua brought several scrolls of paintings into Fu Wenhan's study.

The reason for coming at this time was that Fu Wenhan had not returned from the palace in the afternoon, and he was obviously discussing something with the emperor.

Fu Wenhan was also a little surprised to see Fu Yuehua.

"What's wrong, Yuehua? It's already time for dinner, why are you coming here?"

Fu Yuehua asked after hearing this.

"Father, is it necessary to build the Grand Canal?"

Although Fu Wenhan didn't know why Fu Yuehua had been paying attention to this, he nodded and said, "The construction of the Grand Canal will benefit the present and future generations. The emperor and I are both committed to its construction."

Fu Yuehua nodded upon hearing this and said no more. Since she couldn't stop it, she would just try her best.

"Father, take a look at these. They may help you dig the Grand Canal."

Fu Wenhan was stunned, but he knew that his daughter was not the type to play around and could distinguish between public and private matters.

So Fu Wenhan looked at the scrolls, and when he opened one of them, he found that it was not a painting, but densely packed words.

This is?

A feasible plan for digging the Grand Canal? As he looked down, Fu Wenhan became more and more surprised, and then he fell into it.

This is a very comprehensive description, covering all possible accidents, the methods of handling, the progress of excavation, the preliminary preparations, and even supervision and the use of troops.

When Fu Wenhan came to his senses, Fu Yuehua was still there, she had just come back from dinner.

Having seen these scrolls, she knew how attractive they were and how long they could last.

As for my father not having meals? The whole family is obsessed with my father, so it’s okay to skip one or two meals.

If Li Xiuzhu knew about this, he would be very upset.

There is family affection, but not much.

The moment Fu Wenhan saw Fu Yuehua, he shouted excitedly: "Yuehua, where did this come from? She is such a talent! Introduce her to Daddy quickly."

Fu Yuehua put down the teacup and said calmly, "Dad, don't get excited. It's impossible for him to follow you into the court as an official, so just give up on this idea."

Fu Wenhan refused to give up. How could such a great talent give up so easily?

"Absolutely not!"

After saying this, Fu Yuehua stopped talking about this issue and continued to ask: "Just tell me, can these contents guarantee that the Grand Canal can be dug safely and without causing public resentment without any disaster?"

Fu Wenhan felt a little sorry when he heard that the other party was unwilling to take up a government post. As long as the other party was willing to take up a government post, with his energy and talent, it would only be a matter of time before he became a Three Officials.

"Yes, definitely. But we may have to slow down the digging of the Grand Canal now."

Fu Yuehua was startled when she heard this. Wasn't he very anxious before? "Father, has something big happened?"

Fu Wenhan nodded when he heard this and said, "It is indeed something. It is a big deal, but not a big deal either."

"Someone has come from the north. Silla wants to ask me to marry the princess, so they have stationed 100,000 soldiers on the border."

"If the court does not agree, then these 100,000 soldiers will march south after August 15th."

Fu Yuehua was confused. They were about to go to war. Wasn't this a big deal? There were 100,000 people.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"So what is the court's plan? Are they going to fight?"

Fu Wenhan shook his head when he heard this.

"It shouldn't be a fight. Princess Zhang Shang is in the court now."

"If nothing unexpected happens, I'm afraid this is a foregone conclusion."

"But if we marry the princess, I'm afraid we can only build the Grand Canal after the tax revenue from the treasury comes in next year."

Fu Yuehua's face didn't look very good. Princess Shang said it was a marriage of peace, but it would be better to say it was paying money and the woman as compensation.

As a woman, she feels this is a shame, not only for women but also for the country.

Unfortunately, as a woman without any official position, she has no way of changing anything in this matter.

"Does father know who Shang's princess might be?"

Fu Wenhan glanced at his daughter and guessed what Fu Yuehua was thinking. He sighed and said, "The only two people who are eligible for marriage now are Princess Wenjie and Princess Wenhua. Don't think too much."

Fu Yuehua was stunned for a moment when she heard this, then nodded.

She knew Wen Jie and Wen Hua, who were about the same age as her and had participated in poetry readings before.

Among them, Princess Wenjie had the best relationship with her and was a rare best friend. She never expected that she would encounter such a thing.

"Father, I'm going down first."

"Well, don't think too much about it. You can't change it."

While Fu Yuehua and Fu Wenhan were meeting, Li Xiuzhu had some free time, flipping through the blank book that came with the time travel.

As he watched, he suddenly felt a little tired.

Why? There are so many good things in it.

There are too many. Anyone who knows the names can make them, but it’s useless if you can’t make them.

All that could be produced were some transitional things, such as a manual plow, which could be pulled by a person with a little strength, saving the need for oxen.

But does this have any other use besides saving the world?

The key is that he doesn't want to stand out and just wants to lie down.

Well, if you want to lie down, you need food. Why don't you give it back to your father-in-law? This can be regarded as his contribution to the people of this world.

But what he wants most now is to protect himself, so he wants to make a gun.

But the complicated craftsmanship of guns, not to mention anything else, even a seamless steel pipe would stump him.

"Oh, it would be nice if there was a manual of magical skills, such as Yi Jin Jing, Vajra Indestructible Magic Skill, Bei Ming..."

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