Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 819 He still has to thank us!
"The team that is revising this book has about 1,700 people."

Xia Lin handed the list to Emperor Jingtai, who immediately began to peruse it. Seeing that almost all of his teachers were on the list, he looked up and said, "These old men really can't resist temptation."

"Who can withstand this?" Xia Lin tapped the table. "Do you dare to go see your teachers tomorrow and ask them when they're going back to Beijing with you?"

"Go and go!"

The next day, Emperor Jingtai did indeed make an appearance. Although he was still a little nervous when he saw his teachers, he was finally more confident.

The teachers took turns criticizing Emperor Jingtai, but he didn't refute them. Only at the end did he say, "I have kept your teachings in mind, but I also feel guilty. I know that this is not a long-term solution."

Having said that, Emperor Jingtai sighed deeply, rose and bowed to his teachers: "Therefore, I have decided to set off for the capital tomorrow. I ask that all of you teachers accompany me on the journey back to Jinling, so that we can look after each other along the way. Otherwise, if anything were to happen to you on the way, I fear I would live in fear for the rest of my life."

After Emperor Jingtai finished speaking, the once imposing old men fell silent. They looked at each other, and then one of them spoke up: "Your Majesty, I need to go to the medical school for a follow-up examination in a few days. Doctor Sun said that my stomach and intestines are not in good condition and I need to recuperate for some time. Please forgive me for not being able to return to Jinling this time."

"Your Majesty, I have found a lost ancient book in Fuliang these days. I hope Your Majesty can grant me permission to study the book thoroughly before returning to the capital."

"His Majesty……"

"His Majesty……"

Each old man gave a different reason, and none of them repeated the same one. The general idea was that they had something to do temporarily and couldn't go back for a while.

Finally, Emperor Jingtai turned his gaze to the Grand Tutor, who slowly raised his head, cleared his throat, and said with an expression of resignation: "Yesterday, I met a woman in the streets. She said her father died early, her mother was a gambler, and she had a younger brother still in school. She had started working at a young age to support her family, but she still had a desire to learn. Confucius said that education should be provided to all, and I agreed to teach her for three years because of her earnestness. As the saying goes, a person without integrity cannot stand..."

Okay, of all the old men, this one's words are the most outrageous. He's really gone all out, he doesn't even care about saving face.

When someone who values ​​face more than life starts to lose all sense of shame, it means that something more important than face has appeared in their life. What matters is that they no longer need to make up any reasons, and even if you expose them or tear them apart, it will be to no avail.

Simply put, it's like a turtle eating a weight.

Emperor Jingtai pursed his lips: "In that case, I will stay here to take care of all the teachers and mentors."

This time, no one spoke, and no one tried to persuade him that a ruler should prioritize the overall situation. Otherwise, they might have convinced him to go back, and he would have arrested all of them instead.

These old men were all Emperor Jingtai's teachers. As teachers, how could they not know what kind of scoundrel Tuoba Jing was? With his petty mind, how could he allow him to return to the capital alone?

Seeing that no one objected, Emperor Jingtai cupped his hands and stood up, saying, "Then please speak if you, my esteemed teachers, have anything to say."

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty." The old men stood up to see him off, which could even be described as giving him an order to leave, as they were eager to send Emperor Jingtai away.

After Emperor Jingtai walked out the door, he laughed heartily. That very evening, he transformed into a band leader and held a comeback fan meeting in a small theater, loudly singing his unconventional and ironic lyrics.
Xia Lin was too lazy to care, and couldn't control him anyway. That arrogant emperor certainly had some flaws.

"Has the old man's problem been resolved?"

Bean Sprout, carrying the child, came into the courtyard and saw Xia Lin planning the layout of the encyclopedia, so she asked a question.

"Yes, that's right. We've started revising the book. You can help me out too. I want to write down all the inside stories of your aristocratic family, from slavery all the way to the nascent stage of capitalism and why it's so difficult for aristocratic families to become groups that truly control the country."

"What's there to write about? If things go too far, people will naturally say, 'Are kings and nobles born with special privileges?'"

“You need to put it into writing.” Xia Lin tapped the stone table. “No matter how many I kill, they will rise from the ashes. I want to suppress them forever. You understand what I mean?”

“Okay, I’ll write it.” Bean Sprout glanced down at her youngest daughter: “And you? Did you forget something?”

"what's up?"

Bean Sprout sneered: "The child is almost a year old, and you still haven't named him."

Xia Lin slapped his forehead: "I really forgot. What's her last name?"

"She wasn't included in the Dugu family genealogy, but she took your surname."

Xia Lin scratched his face: "Then it has to be called Xia Zhongchun!"

"Summer mid-spring! Summer mid-spring, I'll make you mid-spring!"

Douya grabbed the tea tray on the table and started hitting Xia Lin until she woke up the child, at which point she finally calmed down.

Just then, Emperor Jingtai, who had just finished his fan meeting, walked in wearing his indecent leather pants and sequined clothes. When he saw Douyazi here, he curled his lip and said, "A monkey in human clothing."

"Who are you talking about?"

Douyazi placed the child in Xia Lin's hands, picked up the tea tray on the table, and was about to slap the emperor, but Emperor Jingtai raised his hand to stop him: "I say, that dog Xia Daosheng, he looks like a human being but is a father. He doesn't look like a father at all."

"If you're not brave enough, don't spout nonsense. If you're brave enough, then be responsible for what you do." Xia Lin pointed at him and said, "Let me tell you, whether you stay or leave is up to me. If you make me unhappy, I'll say that His Majesty's order to compile the book is contrary to the words of the sage and will be stopped indefinitely."

"No, no, no... I'll kneel down for you, okay?" Emperor Jingtai's expression immediately changed: "Just like that, just like that, okay?"

Not long after, the limping Xiao Chenzi also arrived. When he saw Emperor Jingtai, he was obviously stunned for a moment, his eyes full of disbelief. He even thought he had eaten something unclean and was hallucinating, not expecting Emperor Jingtai to be dressed like this.

"Eldest son, what do you think should be a good name for your little sister?" Xiao Chenzi rolled his eyes, limped, closed the door, and walked out...

"He's really something. He didn't even bow when he saw me before leaving."

Emperor Jingtai was quite displeased, but Xia Lin chuckled and said, "Anyone who saw you like this would think they'd encountered a ghost."

"Right……"

Emperor Jingtai sat down without ceremony, picked up the teapot on the table and poured water into his mouth. Then, he wiped his mouth without any regard for appearances and said, "What did you just say? You're naming your child, right? You need to find someone else for this? I'll just name one for you, won't that be enough?"

Xia Lin and Dou Yazi instantly united and looked at Emperor Jingtai warily. Emperor Jingtai waved his hand and said, "You underestimate me too much. I was also very talented and dashing in my youth. Tell me, whose surname will this child take?"

"I."

"Xia," Emperor Jingtai said, stroking his chin as he stood up and began pacing back and forth. "Xia, I think a girl shouldn't have a name that's too strong. The four seasons should be paired with flower meanings, so how about Xia Yuhe?"

"Get out!" Xia Lin shouted angrily, "If you can't name something, then get lost!"

"What's wrong with Yuhe!" Emperor Jingtai pointed at the bean sprout: "Coffin nail, do you think Yuhe is good or not?"

"Coffin nail." Bean Sprout nodded slightly. "You've given me another weird name, haven't you?"

At this moment, Xia Lin waved his hand: "Anything else is fine, but Yuhe is not."

"And Xia Shilian?" Emperor Jingtai walked around again with his hands behind his back: "A man of noble character and impeccable virtue. Xia Shilian."

Xia Lin turned his head and clicked his tongue: "Imperial Jade Liquor!"

Emperor Jingtai was quite bewildered by his sudden outburst: "Summer Palace Wine? Are you out of your mind, naming your daughter that?"

Hearing this, Xia Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief: "It's alright, we're not in the same industry. Can you come up with a proper name?"

"Isn't this a proper name?" Emperor Jingtai scratched his head. "Xia...Xia...Xia is really hard to choose. No, aren't those two names bad?"

"No." Xia Lin refused decisively without the slightest hesitation.

Emperor Jingtai took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth but didn't smoke it. He paced back and forth in deep thought, and then suddenly had a flash of inspiration. In a very confident tone, he said, "Xia Xueyi!"

"you……"

Xia Lin no longer had the strength to scold him; she simply sighed and shook her head.

"Flip through the book!" Emperor Jingtai had a sudden inspiration: "Let's roll the dice and flip through the Book of Poetry. Whichever poem we flip to, we'll choose."

So these two people, who could decide the course of the world, got together and started flipping through the Book of Songs to decide on a name for their child.

"The reeds are green, the dew is white as frost." Emperor Jingtai pointed to this line and said, "It's the will of Heaven. It wasn't chosen by me, it was chosen by God."

"Summer is Frost sounds nice," Bean Sprout said from the side. "One name, two solar terms."

“I think it’s a good idea too.” Emperor Jingtai made the decision: “You choose the name, and I will write the imperial edict. The daughter of the Prince of Qin shall be granted the title of Princess of Wuwei.”

"Not the King of Qin!!!"

"I don't care about all that," Emperor Jingtai said nonchalantly. "She's going to be Princess Wuwei."

Xia Lin didn't argue with him, but Douya helped the child receive the title and then strolled back home.

Now only the two of them remained in the courtyard. Emperor Jingtai looked around and coughed, "Well, I actually have something to discuss with you."

"Does this mean I'm to go and reclaim the three kingdoms of the Western Regions?"

"Huh? You know that?"

Xia Lin lowered his head and chuckled, "Zhuo Heng submitted his letter of state several months ago, but you have been slow to issue orders. To put it bluntly, you are still suspicious and afraid that the Western Regions will be monopolized by someone else. After that, you came here and have been holding back for so many days. Now you suddenly say that you want to discuss it with me. How could I not know?"

"then you……"

"Okay." Xia Lin breathed a sigh of relief: "But I have a request. Your sister and Tang Bao'er are about to give birth. Because of you, your father, and your country, I have never been there for my child's birth. You can't keep doing this every time, can you?"

"Oh... because of that? Well, no rush, let's wait until the baby is born, no, no, no... until the baby is 100 days old." Emperor Jingtai made the decision: "I know this matter is quite difficult for you, but no one but you can easily take over the Western Regions. Do you know how important the Western Regions are to us? The Li Tang dynasty has also begun to take action. If we let them take over the Western Regions first, when do you think the unification will be completed?"

"It's too late." Xia Lin shook his head and said, "They've already made their move. It's already quite good that we've managed to take over the north. Don't be too greedy. The Northwest Army can only control the north. The south will ultimately not escape the control of Chang'an."

"That's fine... as long as I can get it."

(End of this chapter)