Empress, she always wants to abdicate

Chapter 145

Han Zhiyu tapped the paper lightly with her fingers, remembering the things she often saw in TV dramas.

Immediately, Fu Zhixin suggested: "Instead of just letting other people out so cheaply and leaking out the recipe a little bit, it's better to post a notice and let everyone know."

That's right, notice boards.

It's those who have wanted criminals posted on them, and there are things like asking for medicine with a lot of money.

"Small profits but high sales, so that ordinary people can afford it. If they can't afford it, they should make it themselves." Han Zhiyu thinks this method is very feasible.

Ying Yu hadn't thought about such a trivial matter before, but this proposal was not harmful, so he readily accepted it.

And immediately find someone to do it.

However, in order to build momentum, he also said that the emperor was dreaming, and dreamed of a goddess teaching him.

It didn't say that she was the queen, after all, she also belonged to a family, and now that her foundation is not stable, she will be exposed, and she will inevitably be injured.

After all, there is only a thousand days to be a thief, there is no one who can be a thousand days to be a thief.

With the meaning of the emperor, this notice will be done soon.

Even if it is posted in a small remote place, many people do it.

Moreover, the raw materials are also so good that it is difficult to monopolize them.

The price of paper has really come down like this.

Many scholars also specially made portraits of the goddess, and there are various versions.

There are those who are dressed in rich clothes and sarongs, but what is more uniform is that she has a pen on her head and holds paper in her arms.

Because they didn't know what the goddess looked like, everyone followed the aesthetic painting at that time.

Curved willow-leaf eyebrows, compassionate eyes, red lips a little bit.

Han Zhiyu didn't know that it was brought by Gong Yixuan.

From a distance, I saw him walking over with a pile of scrolls in his arms. It was raining outside and his umbrella was covering the paintings, so he got wet a lot.

"What are you doing here when it's raining so heavily, be careful of catching a cold." Although Han Zhiyu was a little worried about her disciple, she was indeed the toughest.

Gongyi Xuan came under the eaves, handed the scroll in his hand to Xuan Ning, and twisted the water from the corner of his clothes.

The rain in summer is heavy, and the sound of clattering is non-stop.

Afraid of not being able to speak clearly, he deliberately replied loudly: "Master still said such things, if you really don't want me to come, why are you waiting for me here?"

This playful and naughty look is like a child showing off his skills in front of adults.

Now he seems to have lost his former philistine appearance, and has become more and more pure.

Han Zhiyu had no choice but to ask someone to make some ginger tea for him.

Ying Yu, who had just finished grading a notebook and looked up, saw her looking like she wanted to scold but couldn't.

He couldn't get jealous just because he had called daddy out of publicity.

Instead, he murmured to Han Zhiyu: "You are like this, you are a loving mother and a loser, you should beat this kind of person severely."

If one ignores that Gong Yixuan is a few years older than Han Zhiyu, his appearance is clearly a conversation between an ordinary couple training their son.

One is a loving mother and the other is a strict father.

Gong Yixuan finally wrung out the water and walked in, only to hear his provocative words.

Immediately, he wanted to cry, but he didn't expect the emperor to give himself eye drops like this.

Most of the literati are more respectful of their teachers. If a master really wants to beat a student, no one can say anything about it.

"I didn't expect His Majesty to be so cruel. Fortunately, Master is kind-hearted and reluctant." After Gong Yixuan said this, the emperor greeted him with a murderous look.

Now Gongyixuan kept his mouth shut, for fear that he would really get angry.

She moved to Han Zhiyu's side as if she was rubbing her feet, and sat next to him.

I couldn't help slandering in my heart: "The prince in the future, senior brother loves you."

(End of this chapter)