The prince does not fight for the heir

Chapter 27

Fu Xuechen nodded heavily: "Successful! Dad, Yang Qian, the director of the Ministry of Industry, is very happy! My son, look, he will definitely report to the court, so my son thought that he must let father know, so I have a mentality Prepare."

The news came a bit suddenly, Fu Chuanyi was stunned for a moment, and then slowly said: "You did a good job! Dad must know about such a big event, and we can't wait for the news from the Ministry of Works. The Holy Majesty asked, and dad still kept in the dark."

"Then what does this printing machine look like? Compared with the previous woodblock printing, how is it different?" Fu Chuanyi asked again.

Fu Xuechen answered easily: "Oh! The boy brought it back, and it is now in Yuchen's room."

Fu Chuanyi's curiosity was aroused for a moment, and he got up and walked out immediately: "In this case, you don't need to talk about it, go back to your room and rest by yourself! Because my father will go to his room to see for himself! What did he invent? "

"Yes!" Fu Xuechen still wanted to go with his father to see if Fu Yuchen would keep his promise and take the blame for himself!If there is something wrong, it can be remedied in time, but my father didn't want her to go with her at all.

Then there is no other way, I hope that the fact that Fu Yuchen is printing the story book will not add fuel to the fire and increase the punishment of his father... Let's ask for blessings!Fu Xuechen shrugged secretly, Shi Shiran went out, turned around, and returned to his current residence.

Not long after, Fu Yuchen's miserable howling full of pain and unwillingness came from Qingtong courtyard.

The next day, Fu Xuechen, who got up early, went to Qingtong Courtyard to visit Fu Yuchen with a food box filled with aroma and heat.

"Are you here to see my joke?"

Fu Yuchen's eyes were darkened, and he was full of resentment. Even facing a table of delicious food, it couldn't get rid of his aggrieved stomach.

"How could it be?" Fu Xuechen tried hard to smile gently and considerately: "I'm worried about you!"

Fu Yuchen sneered: "Are you worried that I'll betray you? Don't worry! I'm your brother! No matter how ruthless you are, I'll be as good as you promise."

Seeing the young man in front of him whose eyes were obviously red with anger, but who looked extremely weak because of his overly elegant appearance, with a stubborn and arrogant look on his face, Fu Xuechen couldn't help but want to laugh, and threw out sweet words without money: "I knew it, brother you Best for me!"

After talking casually, Fu Xuechen asked curiously: "What did you and dad say last night? Have you been punished again?"

Fu Yuchen's eyelids drooped, and his tone was dejected: "Father took away the printing machine, and the storybook...he didn't keep it either. Fortunately, he didn't know who wrote the storybook. I just said that a friend gave it to me to relieve my boredom. I just took it out and printed it for fun, and just barely passed the test, and now I have to write it again."

Seeing his expression of losing his beloved toy, Fu Xuechen hurriedly comforted him: "Isn't it just a printing machine! I'll go to the workshop and have someone remake a new one and send it to you! If you hurry up, you can get it tonight." Well, let's not let dad know this time, you keep it quietly."

Fu Yuchen's expression turned pale, and he said bitterly: "This alone is not enough. You already owed me a new story yesterday, and this time I have suffered it for you. If you don't compensate me, ten or eight new stories will not be enough!"

Isn't it just a story!How easy!Fu Xuechen agreed straight away: "Okay! Don't talk about ten or eight, I just tell you every day, and there will be no problem if I talk to you for a thousand and one nights!" It's a pity that no one understands the stalk of the thousand and one nights .

Fu Yuchen looked disbelieving: "What I want is a story as wonderful as Lu Pan's. You can't perfuse me with clumsy things."

"Alright!" Fu Xuechen didn't care whether he could understand or not, made an OK gesture, got up and left: "I have to go to the palace to study in a hurry, you should stay at home to recuperate, and I will tell you when I come back tonight." .”

The corners of Fu Yuchen's mouth twitched. With the subtle perception effect between the twins, he could clearly know that Fu Xuechen did not tell lies this time. She was really sure that she could come up with many wonderful new stories.

"Humph!" Fu Yuchen felt pain when he thought of being punished by his father last night for the [-]-handed board that kept the accounts first, but in a blink of an eye, he was full of expectations for the new printing press and new stories tonight.

On the other side, Fu Xuechen was already sitting in the Mingde Hall as usual, hugging Buddha's feet temporarily, burying her head in reciting the homework assigned by her master.Her temporary memory is already good, plus she recited it twice yesterday, so she recited it accurately.

In fact, in her opinion, the homework these days is nothing more than the recitation and analysis of various classics and ancient prose, plus some technical requirements for essay writing. Any student in the future who comes to this era will not be so simple. The homework assessment requires easy tears - there is only one subject, no foreign language, no late self-study, the homework is endorsement and reading comprehension, what more bicycle?
Once again pretending to pass the test just enough to pass the test, and escaped the punishment of the master's hand-banging, Fu Xuechen walked back to his seat with a relaxed expression, but today's feeling is a bit different, it seems that everyone's eyes are betting on her intentionally or unintentionally.

What's going on here?The makeup on her face?No, she didn't wear makeup. Is that messed up hair?Touched, the headband is not loose yet?

Passing by the Fifth Prince's companion Li Qiang, Fu Xuechen couldn't help but stared back at him: "What do you think I am doing?"

"Hey hey..." Li Qiang laughed for a while, and when Fu Xuechen sat back, she glanced at Master Li who was continuing to assess the sixth prince who had just stepped forward, and didn't pay attention to this side, so she poked her head over and asked in a low voice: " I heard that Brother Fu, you have created a new type of printing organization?"

Fu Xuechen was surprised: "How do you know?"

The fifth prince Yunqi also leaned over: "Yesterday, my sixth brother had a lot of trouble, gathered a few craftsmen from the craftsman bureau, and made a lot of your printing machine. He said that you invented this thing, Yu." Brother Chen is really ingenious!"

Fu Xuechen has black hair. The two of them came out of the printing workshop yesterday. Before they went back to their homes, it was obvious that Yoon Zuo really wanted the printing machine in his hand, but he didn't mention it in the end. I didn't expect that this guy was not generous, but Thinking that there are craftsmen in the palace, you can make it yourself!

However, this kind of printing machine really has no technical content, and anyone who looks at it will build it after a few glances.

In the final analysis, this thing is just an ingenious idea that jumped out of the box. No one thought of it before, but it was limited by the traditional engraving and printing mode. Children, it is not impossible to invent.

On the other side, Li Qiang was still making friends: "Fortunately, we are able to be classmates in the Royal Academy. We need to move around more to get closer in the future!"

"Yes, yes!" Fu Xuechen said haha, a little resentful that Yunzuo didn't keep her secret about the printing press, but then she turned around and thought that Yang Qian at the Ministry of Industry would definitely report it, but it was a day or two late. The matter will spread sooner or later, and there is no way to hide it, so I can only sigh helplessly.

(End of this chapter)