Time Travel: I am the idle king Li Shen and Li Shimin in the Tang Dynasty

Wang Xuance's comfort did make Li Shen feel better.

Just as Wang Xuance said, among so many brothers and sisters, he is the only one who can fight with their father.

Regardless of winning or losing, they don't have the courage, or they don't even dare to muster up the courage.

Even Crown Prince Li Chengqian did not dare to do this, but not only did he do it, he did it for ten years.

It's my fault that I always suffer losses, but what can I do about it?

Fighting with the current emperor is an honor even if lost.

I wonder how many brothers and sisters want this kind of failure but cannot get it.

Seeing Prince Ji's face relax, Wang Xuance knew that what he said had worked and continued to comfort him.

There are no outsiders here anyway.

"Your Majesty, even though you always suffer losses, so many people envy and hate you.

On the surface, it seems that the prince has failed, but compared with others, the prince is the winner.

The prince has been favored and trusted by His Majesty. Every time the prince does something wrong, isn't it His Majesty who protects him?

Although the prince failed every time in the past ten years, the strength of Prince Ji's Mansion has been growing.

The failure of the prince is nothing more than the loss of some money."

"Money? Yes, money. My money."

Li Shen, who had been feeling better after listening to Wang Xuance's words of comfort, suddenly heard a word that irritated him.

When it comes to money, Li Shen covers his chest with his hands.

How much money have I lost over the years? That was all my hard-earned money.

Wang Xuance shook his head when he saw Li Shen's expression. It's over. Prince Ji is beyond saving. Let's give up on treatment.

After a long while, Li Shen calmed down. He took the tea handed to him by Shi Tou and took a sip.

"Xuan Ce, is there any way that I can write as beautifully as you do?"

Li Shen put down the teacup and asked leisurely, this is the serious matter.

"this......"

Wang Xuance was stumped by Li Shen's question. Handwriting is a habit that a person develops from childhood to adulthood.

This habit has become deeply rooted over time and is difficult to change.

As far as Wang Xuance knew, Prince Ji's handwriting had been like this since he was a child, as if he couldn't hold a pen.

"Your Majesty, how about I write it myself?"

"Didn't you see what was written in the imperial edict? No one else can do it for you. Otherwise, it will be considered as disobeying the imperial edict. Wouldn't that give His Majesty an excuse to beat me up?"

Li Shen shook his head. He was not stupid. This was obviously a series of tricks set by his father. If he really let Wang Xuance do it,

The crime of deceiving the emperor is a serious crime. Even if someone gives you a reduced sentence or gives you a beating, you still have to thank them.

"But...but Your Majesty, it may not be easy to complete His Majesty's request in such a short time."

Wang Xuance spoke frankly.

If it is just a few words, practicing for two or three days is ok, but if it is thousands of words, it is impossible because the time is too short.

"Of course I know it's not easy, so I came to you to discuss it. Do you think it's okay for me to use printing?"

"Your Majesty, what's the difference between this and me writing for you? It's both relying on external help, but His Majesty obviously wants you to write it yourself."

Wang Xuance shook his head in denial.

“Alas, not only has no one inherited my unique skill of cursive calligraphy, but some people even despise it.

Do you know how much a piece of my calligraphy can be sold for a thousand years later?"

Li Shen felt a little regretful, as he wanted to leave a few pieces of calligraphy for his descendants so that they could live a worry-free life one thousand four hundred years later.

The two thought of several solutions but none of them worked. A thousand words was indeed too many.

Li Shen stared at the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone in front of him, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

“So, we will take it step by step, and let the Ministry of Rites draft the sacrificial text.

They have to write it within two days.

The second step is to go to the printing factory and ask them to print this style of paper for me."

Li Shen drew a grid on the paper and continued:

"The size should be based on the size of our normal writing, and the ink should be lighter so as not to affect the ink when writing.

But it doesn’t matter. When the time comes, I can use cinnabar or gold powder to write, and it won’t have much impact.

The third step is to improve the brush.

You can find a pen maker and ask him to make the nib shorter and thinner, but the pen barrel should still be this thick.

Otherwise it's too thin and uncomfortable to hold in your hand.

I will draw a rough blueprint for you, and you can ask a pen-making craftsman to work on it quickly and make a few more styles.

I will see which one is more comfortable and useful.

These things must be completed within three days.”

Li Shen started drawing on paper as he spoke.

What he wanted to draw was similar to the soft-tipped marker pen in his previous life, and the words written were almost like seal script.

Wang Xuance took a look at the drawing for a few seconds, then bowed.

"Then I will take my leave. I will complete the preparations within three days."

"Well, since Wang Hongfu is not here, you can do more work. I will not treat you unfairly."

Li Shen nodded.

"This is what I should do."

After saying that, Wang Xuance bowed again and left. Li Shen drank tea, still thinking about the follow-up matters.

I lost this round, but the next round will be here soon. I wonder how my stingy father will feel this time.

"If you knew that your ninth son had lost all his face for just a few hundred coins, would you feel bad?"

Humph, if I can't beat you, I'll just get your son.

Anyway, I am under house arrest, so I can beat the kids on rainy days. I have nothing to do anyway, so I might as well find something to amuse myself.

Shitou saw Li Shen looking unhappy and thought that Prince Ji was unhappy because he lost the fight with His Majesty. He rolled his eyes and said,

"Your Majesty, I heard an interesting story yesterday."

"Yesterday? You said when we went to Prince Jin's Mansion?"

Li Shen looked up at the stone.

"Yes, my lord. When I went to Prince Jin's mansion, I heard an interesting story on the street."

Shitou nodded.

Li Shen was in a good mood and picked up the teacup;

"Tell me, what's interesting?"

Shitou sorted out his thoughts and then said:

"Have you ever heard of the same year's conference, Your Majesty?"

"The same year's conference? This king has never heard of it."

Li Shen thought about it and shook his head.

Shitou had guessed this would happen long ago, as King Ji never paid attention to irrelevant matters.

So he explained:

"Your Majesty, this annual meeting is a grand event that the court holds every year after the imperial examination.

It is usually led by the top scholar of the current class, and all participants are students who have passed the imperial examination.

Because they passed the imperial examination in the same year, it was called the Same Year Meeting. "

"Oh I got it."

Li Shen understood. He had seen a similar TV show in his previous life, in which a group of newly-appointed scholars of the same year gathered together to celebrate after the announcement of the results.

Because they are in the same class, also called the same year, that is, graduates of the same class, everyone keeps in touch with each other,

The main purpose is to ensure that if I become an official in the court in the future, everyone will take care of me in the officialdom.

"go on."

"Yes, Your Majesty. A big event happened at this year's hometown gathering. Duke Lu asked his servants to kidnap a new top scholar and bring him back to be his son-in-law."

"What? What did you say?"