Happy Little Scholar

After reading the old lady's letter, Li Yi called Xiao Huan over and asked her to show the letter to Ruyi and the others. The old lady's letter was not written to him at all. The length of the letter mentioning him was not as long as Ruyi's...

The next letter was very short, and the handwriting was a little immature. Duanwu had only learned to read for a few years, and it was already very good to have such progress.

The little girl said in a sad tone that the heavy schoolwork had left her no time to play during this period. She also said that the guy named Li Han always pestered her and was very annoying. The only time he was not annoying was when he explained math problems to her...

There were only three letters for the time being, and the last one was naturally from Li Xuan.

Li Yi opened the envelope, took a look at it, and shook his head helplessly.

Li Xuan, this guy, actually left all the court affairs to Mingzhu and went to study soap bubbles. Mingzhu, a princess, was worried about the queen, and he even had the nerve to ask himself why the bubbles in the sun were colorful...

Li Yi looked at Yongning who was blowing bubbles with soapy water in the yard to tease Li Duan. Even Yongning knew that this was the interference of light. In this guy's letter, two-thirds of the content was talking about this, and based on this, he proposed three conjectures and five hypotheses...

He picked up the pen and wrote on the paper: "To figure out why soap bubbles in the sun are colorful, we must first understand the wave-particle duality of light. When it comes to the wave-particle duality of light, we have to mention relativity. Before understanding relativity, quantum theory is absolutely unavoidable..."

When it came to the angle between the vibration direction of the incident light vector and the polarization direction of the polarizer, Li Yi could no longer make up stories.

Then he used a sentence to explain the interference principle of light that causes soap bubbles in the sun to show colorful colors, and then used a few hundred words to briefly describe the recent situation in the past month, and asked him about some things about Kyoto. It was estimated that 5,000 words should be enough.

Put a few pieces of letter paper into the envelope, seal it, and the postman will send it to Kyoto at an expedited speed of 800 miles.

He looked at Lao Fang and asked, "These are the three letters, are there no more?"

Lao Fang shook his head and said, "There are only these three."

Li Yi lowered his head and said after a long time, "Three letters are three letters..."

Since leaving Beijing, he could only get a few words about Mingzhu and Shouning in Li Xuan's letters. He thought they would write to him, but after waiting for so long, there was still no letter, and even the letter he sent did not respond.

He still remembered that Mingzhu took his hand and asked him if he could stay the day before he left. He also remembered that the girl ran out of the palace barefoot and cried heartbreakingly...

So his anger towards some people in Kyoto, which had finally calmed down, rose again.

Li Duan didn't want to watch it anymore after watching the bubbles for a while. He ran over, hugged Li Yi's arm, and asked, "Daddy, Duan'er misses Xiao Rui and Xiao Niang. When will we go back to Kyoto?"

Two-year-old Li Duan can already express his thoughts completely.

"It will take a few more days, and I will be able to see Xiao Rui in a few days..." Li Yi picked him up, suppressed his anger, and asked with a smile, "Isn't Xiao Niang at home? Why does Duan'er still miss Xiao Niang..."

He just thought that "Xiao Niang" was Li Duan's name for one of Ruoqing and Zuimo, maybe Ruyi taught him to call her that these days.

"Xiao Niang is not at home, Xiao Niang is in Kyoto..." Li Duan shook his head and said, "Xiao Niang will give Duan'er candy to eat..."

The smile on Li Yi's face froze instantly.

Zuimo and Ruoqing would not give him candy to eat. The child was still young, and eating too much candy would be bad for his teeth.

He gently put Li Duan down and picked up the letter that Li Xuan sent over.

The letter said that there was a girl who stood on the palace wall every day and looked towards Shuzhou.

He would mention this in every letter he sent, and the letter also said that she would read every letter he sent without missing a word.

She was the one who secretly gave Li Duan the candy man.

He lowered his head, touched Li Duan's head, and said, "Dad misses her too. When you grow up, Dad will take you back to see her."

Li Duan nodded and said, "Duan'er should eat well and grow up quickly. When you grow up, you can see your mother..."

Li Yi's face was a little dazed. There was a girl who once told him that she would eat well, sleep well, do her homework well... and grow up well and wait for him to come back.

What the girl didn't know was that when she said this, she had already grown up.

"A bunch of bastards!"

Thinking of the faces of those people in Beijing again, and thinking of the girl standing opposite him, smiling with tears in her eyes, Li Yi sank his face and clenched his fists.

...

When Chen Chong saw Li Yi, he knew someone was going to be in trouble.

He stood up from his seat and asked, "What happened?"

Li Yi said with a sullen face, "Write a letter and submit it, saying that the suppression of bandits in Shuzhou has cost a lot of money and caused heavy losses to the local area, and ask the court to allocate one million taels of silver."

Chen Chong was stunned, then looked at him in disbelief, and said in shock, "One million taels, you are crazy, they will not agree!"

Li Yi looked at him and asked, "Either agree to allocate silver, or Shuzhou will not pay taxes for fifty years, which one do you think they will choose?"

Chen Chong didn't need to guess, he knew which one those people in Beijing would choose.

Shuzhou has always been poor and overrun with bandits. Not to mention paying taxes to the court every year, it can be considered a good year if it does not rely on the court for financial support or hinders the court.

Between one million taels of silver and non-existent taxes, any fool knows which one to choose.

There are smart people in the court, so they will definitely choose the second one.

The result of choosing this path is that they will be poked in the back by future generations for fifty years, because the Shuzhou of today is no longer the Shuzhou of yesterday.

The Shuzhou of tomorrow is not the Shuzhou of today...

Looking around the world, no one dares to make such a request to the imperial court, but unfortunately, the person in front of him is one of them.

The court must choose one of the two options he gives, and once chosen, it must abide by it.

As long as he is alive, he will never regret it.

…

Kyoto, Hibiscus Garden.

Li Xuan sat by the lake, lying comfortably on the rocking chair, looking at the soap bubbles floating in the sky, changing into colorful lights and shadows in the sun...

A eunuch stood behind him, blowing soap bubbles with great effort. Because he had been blowing for a long time, his face turned pale, he felt dizzy, felt nauseous, and felt like vomiting...

Another eunuch ran over from a distance and shouted loudly from a distance of more than ten feet: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, King Jing has replied, King Jing has replied!"

"He wrote back!"

Li Xuan jumped up from the rocking chair, his face showed joy, and he strode over.

The eunuch who blew the bubbles seemed to have received an amnesty. He leaned against a tree behind him and breathed in the fresh air.

Li Xuan snatched the envelope from the eunuch's hand, tore it open carefully, then sat back in the rocking chair and read.

"The wave-particle duality of light, general relativity, quantum theory, Schrödinger's cat, Murphy's law, L'Hôpital's law..."

Li Xuan stood up from the rocking chair with a thoughtful look on his face. He took the letter and returned to the room. He took out the pen and paper and began to write and calculate. Sometimes he bit the tip of the pen and frowned. Sometimes he laughed and slapped the table wildly. , like crazy...