The ancient Han Dynasty had a simple and elegant architectural style, and the people's lifestyle was simple. In order to facilitate kneeling, the furniture was all low-level objects, even in the palace.

Stools, chairs, and desks have not yet developed in the Han Dynasty. Emperor Jing of Han knelt down for a lifetime and asked him to sit on the dragon chaise. All the ministers who looked directly at him would raise their necks and eyebrows and look up. That was the temperament that the emperor should have.

Under the gaze of the princes as hot as a torch, Emperor Jing was very happy and announced on the spot that the crown prince would be rewarded with 50,000 gold. He also issued an edict that the dragon throne would be seated by the emperor after today, and recognized the official identity of the chair.

This time, Liu Chebao overcame all the folks, stabilized his status, and became more and more respectful to Han Yan in his heart.

Prince's uterus.

Flowers and plants are dense, vines are surrounding the beams, birds are pecking, and goldfish are waving their tails.

Under the mulberry trees, the sun shines through the dense branches and leaves, which is a bit dazzling. Han Yan climbs up with a wooden ladder to pick purple-red mulberries. This is pure and natural, with a sweet and juicy taste. Just look at it and saliva flows down.

"Prince, be careful." Xier looked under the tree and held the wooden ladder with a white and tender hand and blocked the sun with the other hand. She was very worried. She should have been on such a rough job, but Han Yan disagreed. In the words of his grandfather Han Tui, I was not dead even when I was stabbed in my stomach. If I fell to death by climbing the ladder, it would be a disaster in my life.

"You continue." Han Yan held a handful of mulberries in his left hand, turned his head and looked down, threw the fruit in his hand to Xier, and then picked some more and went down step by step.

"Grandpa, you eat it too." He gave Han Tui half of the mulberries, then narrowed his eyes and enjoyed the sweet fruits.

"You only dare to be so arrogant." Han Tuidang shook his head with a smile, feeling moved.

Mulberries are the emperor's royal tonic. The Prince's Palace is a treasure and is used by the royal family. Those who pick it privately are severely punished. However, Han Yan can eat it as soon as he wants. The soldiers guarding the Prince's Palace pretended not to see it. It can be seen that the grandson is more like a fish in water here than in the Gonggao Marquis Kingdom.

By the pond, the little crocodile, which looks like a copper coin, curled up in a circle, and its eyes moved with the goldfish in the pond, and its eyes remained motionless. If the fish swam over, it would poke out a furry little claw and quickly and clumsyly explore the water surface. If it failed to hit, it would squint and lick the water stains on its paws with its tongue to comfort itself... as if it had eaten the most beautiful food in the world.

Seeing Han Yan coming, Xiaoli looked back and ignored him, and continued to stare at the goldfish, full of stinginess.

"Grandpa, how is our paper workshop being expanded?" Han Yan reached out and touched Xiaoli's smooth and tender short hair, and changed to a slightly disgusting "meow".

"It's a workshop with 500 people now. The paper that the King of Hejian is about to be supplied. Some merchants came to me when they heard the news and wanted to resell the paper, but the price was very low."

"How could this happen?" Han Yan said in confusion: "Our paper has not been supplied on the market yet, and even the order of Hejian King has not been completed. The rest of the people cannot buy paper. The price should be very expensive, right?"

"I think so too. After asking those merchants, I found out that someone was selling paper in Chang'an City. Recently, I heard that someone in Luoyang also sold elm paper, which was cheap, which caused the people to rob. I came to celebrate His Majesty's birthday this time, and I also wanted to ask you this matter, is someone spreading the secret recipe for papermaking privately?"

"This..." How could Han Yan not understand this after talking about this?

It must be that the Shaofu Shen and the people from the Papermaking Department were in a relationship. Seeing that they were not in charge of their affairs, they became more and more rampant. It was not enough to fill their personal pockets. They even blatantly spread papermaking skills and seized huge profits.

Although the emperor gave himself intellectual property rights and promised paper benefits, it was very difficult to actually implement it. The greedy man was your immediate superior, one of the nine ministers in the dynasty, and he was in charge of the royal family. It can be seen that he was trusted by Emperor Jing. Although he had the crown prince as the backstage, Liu Che's most important thing now is to keep a low profile. Emperor Jing did not die for a day, so he would have to keep a day.

"I will deal with this matter when the emperor's birthday is over." Han Yan thought for a while and said, "Grandpa, you should urge the carpenter to develop new paper. As long as there is better paper, the elm paper will be eliminated, and they will not be able to make trouble."

"In the past six months, Carpenter Kasa has made great progress. Mixing white ash into the pulp can turn white, but the smell does not smell very good. He is starting to solve this problem."

"White paper is not good." Han Yan shook his head disappointed. The longer he stayed in the Han Dynasty, the more things he knew. The Han Dynasty was superstitious that white objects were burned for dead people to use. It was ominous. No one bought things that the people did not accept. "Don't make pure white paper, as bright colors are made. Find ways to improve the smoothness, flexibility and quality of the paper."

"According to your agreement with Wei Wan, even if we have improved the elm paper, the secret recipe will still be handed over to the court." Han Tuidang sighed and persuaded: "The secret recipe must be the work of the insiders of the Shaofu. Their institutions are huge and the connections are very wide. You are still young. Grandpa doesn't want you to get caught in the officialdom struggle too early. As long as they don't go too far, turn a blind eye."

"Grandpa I understand." Han Yan smiled on his face, but his heart was filled with coldness. He dared to steal my food and destroy your teeth.

"Your Majesty will have a night banquet in the suburbs tonight. You will be hunting in spring tomorrow. You will be able to take the skills of the descendants of the princes. You can go with me." Han Tuo looked at Xiaoli cute and wanted to reach out to touch her, but he was so scared that the little guy screamed, his back was bulging, his whole body was full of hair, and he bared his teeth in protest, ready to fight at any time.

Han Tuidang laughed awkwardly and cursed a beast in secret, but he would not bother with it.

Seeing this, Han Yan waved to Xiaoli and gently chased her "go". The little guy stopped the evil and ran away, giving some face to the owner who was feeding.

"I'd better not want it. I'm not good at archery and horse skills, so I can only serve as a foil when I go."

"This is a good opportunity to become famous. Outsiders say that you are a flatterer around the crown prince and can only speak sweet words and flatter. It is better to take this opportunity to change everyone's view of you."

"But I don't have the unique skills to show off?" Han Yan hesitated.

"The bow and horse is just a little Doyle. There are many big men who can fight wars, but there are very few educated princes." Han Tui looked around sneakily, turned around and turned to Han Yan, blocking Xier's gaze behind him, letting the two of them combine the sunlight on the ground into one place, taking out something from their big sleeves, and quietly reminding him: "I have bought you two poems, and I will make a big splash at the banquet at that time..."

"..." Han Yan was stunned.

...

Han Tuidang did not stay for lunch. Although Han Yan was in the Prince's Palace, he was not the owner of the place after all, and the rules could not be broken.

Han Yan felt that grandpa bought lyrics and was ridiculous. He had read these two lyrics, but it was just an ordinary article, praising the peaceful and prosperous times, and there was nothing surprising. But it was understandable if the lyrics were really literary and coquettish, why should I sell them out and sell them? Wouldn't it be great to gain a reputation as a talented man?

In the Han Dynasty, money could not buy status. Prince Zhuo was rich in the world and had to wear coarse linen clothes. Only titles, official positions, talents, and reputation were the foundation for being respected by the world.

As for the banquet tonight, Han Yan will attend, but he is not going to show his strength, so as not to suppress others' limelight and be jealous.

The dinner was held in the suburbs of the west of Chang'an City. There were flowers and plants, mountains were rising, the Jing River and Wei River flowed in and out, and the hunting activities in previous years were held there. Later, Emperor Wu of Han built Shanglin Garden. Sima Xiangru made "Shanglin Fu" to flatter the emperor, which was famous throughout the ages.

Liu Che did not return to the prince's uterus all day, only Emperor Jing issued an edict.

"The crown prince offered the dragon throne, and the emperor was very happy and rewarded with 30,000 gold."

This shows that the gifts prepared for Liu Che have successfully won the lead.

That night, at sunset, a dark red cloud in the sky shone in the pond, dyeing the water surface into a sparkling light golden color, and swimming as the fish shake their tails, scattering golden circles.

After a break, his face was clean and his clothes were incense. Han Yan called the coachman Shi and bodyguard Han Erdan to go to the night banquet. However, Xier searched around the prince's uterus but couldn't find Han Erdan.

Without the permission of the master, he left the mansion privately. This behavior is equivalent to a "escape slave". He was caught and wanted to tattoo his face and was subject to great punishment.

Han Erdan left the palace without asking for instructions without asking for permission... Han Yan stroked his chin and thought, and then realized something.

After Xier finished searching the prince's uterus, it was already completely dark and he was about to delay the dinner, so he had to call the two soldiers from the prince's uterus as guards and let the pig drive to the suburbs.

"Don't blame Han Erdan when he comes back, just think that's not the case." Before leaving, Han Yan ordered Xier.

"But..." The little maid was very angry.

On weekdays, everyone is in harmony. Han Yan only has three slaves, bodyguard, life secretary, coachman and errands. Everyone performs their duties and has no conflict of interest. But Han Erdan does not abide by the rules and says that you will be out of the way, but you are running away halfway, which makes Xier feel very unhappy.

Han Yan waved his hand and told her not to say much, "Everyone has friends and his own circle. You have met many young sisters in the prince's uterus. In addition to me, there are also people in life. Han Erdan will naturally have friends. His friends may be rangers, soldiers, or Xiongnus who also live in the Han Dynasty. I once said that treating him as a brother should be on an equal footing, so he can leave freely, and this matter will be stopped."

He paused and asked with a smile: "As long as we understand each other more, the world will be full of harmony, right?"

"..." The little maid's round face bulged and she was speechless.

At this moment, Han Erdan is facing a life choice.

A few days ago, because of Diewu, Xian and other young masters ordered the whole city to find him, so that the rangers could know about him. Later, Han Yan was besieged by hundreds of family slaves, and he stood up to fight against Bai and sacrificed himself to save his master. Afterwards, he was spread and became a celebrity in Chang'an City.

It is a good story to protect the Lord in the Han Dynasty. Han Erdan was respected by the ranger because of this, and no one was no longer hostile to him because he was a Hun.

People are famous, not only the Han people know you, but the Huns will come to you.

There are thousands of Han people who are plundered by the Huns every year. There are also many Huns who come to the Han Dynasty due to business, intermarriage, escape, etc. There are 200,000 people in Chang'an City, and at least thousands of people have the Heroic ancestry, even Han Yan is here.

It is not easy for everyone to live in a foreign country, so they naturally need to support each other. Over time, Han Erdan also knows some friends.

Emperor Jing celebrated his birthday and allowed the people to gather together to drink, and the people celebrated and encouraged, but under this peace, there was an undercurrent.

The residential areas of Chang'an are distributed in the north of the city and are divided into 160 villages. There are "Nine Cities in Chang'an" in the northwest corner. These places are convenient for the residence of ordinary people.

If Han Erdan thinks about it, he can actually say hello to Han Yan. He usually asks for leave a lot, but this time it is extraordinary.

The ordinary bungalows are covered with blue bricks and gray tiles, the doors are closed, and the windows are nailed with thick wooden boards. The room is as dark as the night, and only the red wax tears on the candlesticks are flowing, igniting the faint and infiltrating light, and two majestic black shadows are printed on the wall.

"I asked someone to inquire about your children and wife. They were placed near the Royal Court of the Great Shanyu. They lived a prosperous life. With the care of your former subordinates, no one dared to bully them." One of the black shadows spoke fluently in Chinese.

Upon hearing this, Han Erdan's eyebrows were twisted in a lump, and she obviously didn't believe it, "My wife was not married to my eldest brother?"

According to the habits of the Huns, if the father dies, the child can marry his mother, if the brother dies, the younger brother can marry his sister-in-law. Han Erdan followed the robbery team to enter the Han Dynasty's land last year, and was one step later. He did not follow the large army and went into exile to Gonggao Marquis State and was arrested as a slave. He had been a slave for more than half a year.

In the past, soldiers who entered the Han area and did not return would be "dead". Regardless of whether you died or not, your household registration in the Huns would be eliminated, because you are well aware of the laws of the Han Dynasty. If you do not have a letter or identity certificate, you will be arrested as a slave even if you do not die and will never come back for your entire life.

Yi Guli had wide cheekbones, a high nose bridge, a felt suit, and a faint smell of olive. The fat mutton of the Huns was the food loved by the nobles of the Han Dynasty. If there was demand, there was a market. If there was profit, there was a way to send messages, so that he could travel between the heart of the Han Dynasty and secretly engage in some intelligence activities.

After listening to Han Erdan's question, he stroked his chest with his hands and lowered his head to cover up the fluctuations in his eyes and replied loudly: "Of course I didn't marry. Your wife envys the Han culture and is loyal to you. She often cries silently during the day and recites your name by the lake at night. She always hopes that you can return to the Huns. Your children always sing songs of missing their fathers. How could they forget you without seven or eight years?"

"Did you tell them that I am still alive?" Han Erdan looked forward.

"I have already told you, but when I came to the Han Dynasty, your subordinates were transferred out of the royal court by the Great Shanyu to the border city to maintain order. They would not be able to go back for a while. Fortunately, your wife and children were with me, so they drove away the people who humiliated them, but in the future life..."

"What?" Han Erdan rose up in anger, and the big slap in the casserole grabbed Yi Guli's collar, like a fierce leopard, "Who dares to bully them? When I go back in five years, the whole family will not be left behind!"

"But... your wife and children will suffer all the hardships in the past five years."

Yi Guli stared at Han Erdan's eyes and said lightly, causing the strong man nearly two meters tall to lose his fighting spirit and sit on the ground decadently.

The room was quiet, and the candlelight crackled, and the light and fire jumped, making the shadow of Yiguli on the wall seem cunning. "In fact, there is no way."

Han Erdan looked up suddenly.

"You have lived in the crown prince's uterus for a long time with the descendants of the princes. Liu Che is the future Han Dynasty. Recently, I heard that Emperor Jing of Han was in a worrying state and had already allowed Liu Che to participate in political affairs. If you are by his side, you will definitely be able to come into contact with many core secrets..."

"Do you want me to be a meticulous work?" Han Erdan widened her eyes and clenched her fists.

"I just conveyed the words of others. The Great Chanyu master asked me to tell you that if the family wants to live a good life, the husband will go out to work hard. Those who are not capable are only worthy of eating leftovers, and starving to death is not worthy of pity. The warriors who love the Huns will think that they will be loyal to the Great Chanyu, and will not be eroded by the silk and wine of the Han people. Five years is not long, but it is enough for your wife to get married and your children to be called as slaves."

"You..." Han Erdan gritted his teeth and shivered in anger.

How could he not hear the meaning of it? If he did not do it carefully, your family would become a lowly slave and be humiliated by others. You should not think of returning to the Huns in five years. Your former subordinates would despise you, and the Huns would not tolerate you.

"I believe you will think clearly. If there is any situation, just inform the owner of this house." Yi Guli smiled, and his black shadow on the wall reached out and patted another shadow on the shoulder, and opened the door.

A ray of sunlight shone into the house, and the shadow on the wall disappeared, as if no one had ever come...
Chapter completed!