Happy Little Scholar

Wu Kingdom, a certain palace in the palace.

Yang Liuqing put a letter on the table and said, "Master, uncle and the others should arrive tomorrow."

Miss Liu Er put down the martial arts classics collected by the Wu Kingdom royal family in her hands, stood up and walked out of the palace.

Yang Liuqing watched her walk out and sighed.

She walked outside the palace and said to Chen Qing who was standing there waiting: "Tomorrow, the two uncles will arrive in the imperial capital. Can you please General Chen to greet them on my behalf?"

Chen Qing said quickly: "No trouble, I haven't seen His Highness King Jing for a long time."

Chen Qing followed Yang Liuqing through the chaos step by step and fought all the way to the imperial capital. He was one of the important ministers who assisted Yang Liuqing in ascending the throne.

His status is equivalent to that of the founding general, which is completely different from what it was a few years ago.

Even if envoys from Jing State or Qi State arrive, he does not need to go out of the city to greet them in person, but this time it is different.

After receiving the order, he left in a hurry.

Tomorrow when I go out of the city to greet King Jing, if I don't call Wei Liang, I'm afraid that he will have trouble with me in the future. Blind Fan will also have to call me. They have all been favored and taught by King Jing, and these etiquettes are what they should do.

Miss Liu Er returned to the palace, took the autumn water, and said to Yang Liuqing: "I will be away for a while. Although you are tired from state affairs, you must not neglect your martial arts training. This will be of great benefit to you."

Yang Liuqing nodded and said, "Disciple knows."

Not long after, the white-haired old man walked into the hall from outside and asked doubtfully: "Why is your master gone?"

Yang Liuqing thought for a while and said, "Master..., she has some things to deal with."

Yang Wanli stopped asking about this matter and suddenly asked: "I heard that the boy named Li is coming?"

Yang Liuqing nodded and said, "Uncle will be here tomorrow."

"That's good..." A smile appeared on Yang Wanli's face and he said, "This guy has a lot of bad ideas and a lot of bad ideas. Let him help you with more ideas when the time comes..."

…

Li Yi has seen the capital of Jingguo, the capital of Qi, and the capital of Wu.

Excluding personal emotional factors, comparing the three, Qi's capital should be the most impressive, at least from the outside.

Of course, overall, Kyoto is more prosperous.

The imperial city of Wu Kingdom was the shabbiest among the three.

Along the way, Li Yi and Ruyi learned more about Wu State.

After Wu Guo experienced ten years of turmoil, it was a long-term matter to regain its roots, and it could not be accomplished overnight.

Yang Liuqing had just ascended the throne, and everything in the Wu Kingdom was in dire straits. Although she had a small notebook tailor-made for her, nothing could be accomplished overnight.

The natural punishment of Wu Kingdom is that after the civil war ends, the chaotic land will no longer be available.

Li Yi thought this was unnecessary before, but now he is afraid that he will have to change his plan again.

Every few days, he would hear the news that Qi State had wiped out a small country in the west. With Qi State's current strength, it was only a matter of time before it swept through all the countries in the west. By then, there would be nothing on this continent that would prevent him from becoming the world's leader. The only ones left were Wu Guo and Jing Guo.

If Qi State really goes all out, Wu State may not be able to win despite the natural punishment.

If there is no natural punishment, then Zhao State is likely to be a lesson for them.

Of course, Jing Guo would not just watch Qi Guo annex all the countries. At that time, it would really be time to reshuffle the forces on this continent.

He and Ruyi entered the city gate, inquired about the location of the palace, and walked in that direction.

Ruyi sighed softly and said, "My husband wrote that letter first. If Ruyi knew we had arrived, I'm afraid he would deliberately hide."

Of course Li Yi knew that Miss Liu Er would deliberately hide, but if she hadn't figured it out, even if he and Ruyi appeared silently, she would still leave, and it would be more serious than if she took the initiative to hide.

Li Yi smiled, held her hand and said, "It doesn't matter. We have nothing to do anyway. We will chase her wherever she hides. When she gets tired of hiding, she will naturally come out."

The imperial capital of Wu Kingdom was indeed shabby.

The roads are full of potholes and sewage and garbage are everywhere. It can't even compare to a second-tier city in Jingguo, let alone Kyoto, which has already replaced all roads with cement roads.

Even the main roads of important cities in Qi's Gyeonggi region are paved with neatly cut bluestone slabs.

Of course, this is also Li Yi's own negligence.

Most of what he recorded in the small notebook he gave Yang Liuqing were revolutionary experiences, and he also dabbled a little bit about how to govern the country after winning the fruits of victory.

However, there was no mention of these infrastructure constructions.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

A horse galloped from behind, and pedestrians on the street ducked.

Li Yi and Ruyi stood on the street, watching the young man riding on the horse, laughing and riding away, frowning slightly.

In the capital of a country, there are people running wildly on the main streets. How did Yang Liuqing become the queen?

He leaned over and helped up an old man who accidentally fell to the ground when he was dodging just now. He couldn't help but ask: "There are people running wildly on the streets of the imperial capital. Don't the government care?"

The old man sighed and asked, "Is the young master from other places?"

Li Yi nodded.

"Young Master, you don't know." The old man looked ahead and said, "The one riding on the horse just now is the young master of the Zhang family. Several people in the Zhang family are high officials in the court. When His Majesty was fighting against the traitor who usurped the throne, the Zhang family helped His Majesty a lot. How could the government dare to intervene in such matters? Even if someone was really killed, it would be in vain..."

The old man's Majesty was naturally Yang Liuqing.

When Yang Liuqing and his men attacked the imperial capital of Wu State, they actually did not spend too much effort, nor did they use the punishment of heaven. It can even be said that it was effortless.

Because at that time, the original tyrant of Wu State had already lost his loyalty, and the officials and dignitaries in the imperial city, as well as the major families, were eager to overthrow his tyranny.

When Yang Liuqing and his men arrived here, the gates of the imperial capital were wide open, and the people lined the streets to welcome them. They easily entered the imperial capital.

But this was not the reason why she indulged these families.

Or maybe she herself did not know that these people were so arrogant in the imperial capital.

But no matter what the reason was, her nephew still had a long way to go to become a qualified empress, and he still needed to teach her well.

No "training".

…

"Mom, I want to eat candied haws."

On the streets of the imperial capital, a little girl pointed at the vendor selling candied haws in the middle of the street, turned her head, looked at her mother, and begged.

The woman took out two cents from her bosom, handed it to her, and said, "I only have two cents, go ask how much a candied haws costs."

"Yes!" The little girl immediately smiled, her eyes curved into crescents, ran to the middle of the street, spread her hands, showing the two cents in her hand, and said, "Brother, brother, I want a candied haws!"

The vendor selling candied haws was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, holding a stick in his hand, and above the stick was a pile of haystacks, and the haystacks were full of candied haws.

He looked at the two cents in the little girl's hand, touched his head, and said embarrassedly: "My candied haws are three cents each..."

The little girl's eyes dimmed instantly, and she said "Oh", turned and walked outside.

The boy stood in the yard, thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Little sister, wait a minute."

He took a candied haws from the haystack, handed it to her, and said: "Forget it, I'll sell it to you for two cents each. Don't tell others. If I sell it for two cents, I will lose money!"

The little girl immediately smiled, took the candied haws, nodded heavily, and said: "Thank you, brother!"

The boy smiled, turned and left, shouting: "Candied haws, candied haws, sour and sweet candied haws..."

The little girl stood in the middle of the street, licked a candied haws, and a happy smile appeared on her face.

"Get out of the way!"

On the street, people dodged one after another, and a fast horse galloped from behind.

The woman looked at the little girl standing in the middle of the road, her face turned pale instantly, and she cried out in a lost voice: "Girl!"

The little girl raised her head and saw a big horse rushing towards her. Her body trembled, and the candied haws in her hand fell to the ground.

Bang!

A very dull sound suddenly sounded.

The horse fell to the ground, its head broken, and there was no sound.

The young man riding on the horse flew straight out, and after landing, his body was strangely bent, lying on the ground, howling miserably.

The boy selling candied haws looked at the candied haws scattered on the ground, and a regretful expression appeared on his face.

The candied haws were scattered all over the ground, and the haystack on the top of the stick also flew out.

He pulled off the gray cloth wrapped around the stick, and everyone saw clearly that it was not a wooden stick at all, but an iron stick as thick as a child's arm.

It was precisely because of this that he was able to kill the horse with one stick just now.

But this boy was really strong. Such a thick iron rod seemed to be weightless in his hands...

The little girl had recovered from her shock and stared at the boy in a daze, muttering: "Brother, you are so powerful, as powerful as Sun Wukong..."

The boy was stunned when he heard it, turned the iron rod in his hand, and said embarrassedly: "Really? In fact, many people say so..."