The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

The emperor refused to let Duan Lun in, and Duan Lun did not dare to rush in recklessly.

With Zhao Chen's ability in drawing blueprints.

Duan Lun felt that he had better not offend the stubborn cow inside.

"Your Majesty, how come Duke Zhao has such great abilities?"

"Look, let's not talk about the agricultural tools we made in the past. Rice, potatoes, these are all things with a yield of three thousand kilograms per mu. We have never heard of them before."

"There is also military training. Duke Zhao is so talented, but he can even train troops."

"By the way, he also supplemented the first volume of the military book for Li Wei Gong before."

"Isn't this a joke? That's Li Wei Gong!" Duan Lun carefully put away a few drawings.

Talking quietly to the emperor.

Duan Lun now finds it hard to believe what Zhao Chen has done this year.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.

When someone tells him this, Duan Lun will even think that person is a fool.

"Don't you want to rush in and die with him now?" Li Shimin put his feet on the steps and said with a half-smile.

"I don't dare. How dare you? Even if I go back now, if these three drawings are smashed into the faces of those craftsmen, the old guys will cry and beg me to take out the follow-up drawings."

"Alas, your minister's layout is too small." Duan Lun stroked the blueprint in his arms carefully, as if it contained some kind of treasure that could break at the touch of a touch.

For these three drawings, Duan Lun knew that as soon as he took them out.

It’s sure to be an eye-opener for everyone.

Those drawings burned by Zhao Chen are nothing.

"When I stopped you just now, didn't you want to punch me in the face?" Li Shimin said casually.

But it frightened Duan Lun.

He did have an idea, but now he couldn't admit it even to his death.

"Your Majesty clearly knows that I wanted to fight Zhao Chen before!" Duan Lun said quickly.

"Hmph!" Li Shimin snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Duan Lun stood at the door of the study, anxious

looking inside.

The sun is setting in the west, and twilight is slowly coming over.

Xiao Li Zhi stood aside, looking curiously at the emperor and Duan Lun who were sitting at the door of the study.

There was some disappointment on the face.

He was still thinking about Duan Lun rushing in to fight Zhao Chen. If he beat Zhao Chen, it would be a relief for him, Li Zhi.

But it's been all afternoon, and Duan Lun doesn't even dare to go in.

Didn't you want to kill Zhao Chen before? Why...

…

"call!"

When Zhao Chen walked out of the study, the setting sun happened to still leave a trace of blush.

Li Shimin almost fell asleep sitting on the chair.

Duan Lun sat on the steps, holding his head and dreaming sweetly.

The two heard the movement behind them and opened their eyes at the same time.

"Boy Zhao, are you finished painting?"

"Mr. Zhao, how are you?"

The emperor and Duan Lun asked at the same time, with expectant looks on their faces.

"Why are you still here?" Zhao Chen said to the two of them very dissatisfied.

This was not the first time that the emperor and Duan Lun came into contact with Zhao Chen.

Hearing what he said, he didn't take it to heart.

He rushed directly into the study.

A moment later, Duan Lun's exclamation came from inside.

"Your Majesty, it's amazing that you can draw it in such detail!"

"This is very similar to what I gave to Duke Zhao this morning. Didn't he burn the drawings? How come..."

"He said he read it again." The emperor's voice sounded.

"After reading it once, Your Majesty means that Duke Zhao took one look and wrote down the contents of the drawings, and then marked and explained the contents in detail!"

"How can this be!"

"Don't dare to look at

Faith, incredible. "

"Now I want to see what those old men from the Ministry of Industry can do to me?"

Duan Lun's surprised and proud voice came from the study.

"Your Majesty, I have taken the first step. I need to take this drawing back and print it a few more times. As for the original manuscript, I will keep it at home."

"Your Majesty, please don't tell Duke Zhao."

"Farewell!"

After Duan Lun finished speaking, he quietly walked outside.

When he was at the door, he stuck his head and looked outside.

Not finding Zhao Chen, the old guy huddled up and ran towards the gate of Zhao Mansion.

It seemed as if he was extremely worried about being caught by Zhao Chen.

"Father, Duan Shangshu..." Xiao Li Zhi walked up to the emperor with a curious look on his face.

"I think it was your boy who told Zhao Chen about burning the blueprints." Li Shimin looked at Xiao Li Zhi and said in a deep voice.

"Father, I just want to..."

"Needless to say, I originally wanted you to stay here for a while and then return to the palace, but I have changed my mind now."

"You just stay here. Whatever Zhao Chen asks you to do, you do it. If you dare to cry, I will have you hung up and beaten."

"Learn something, it will be good for you!" Interrupting Li Zhi, Li Shimin waved his hand, and after saying this, turned around and left.

…

Duan Lun was so excited that he didn't sleep all night.

After eating something casually, I called dozens of gentlemen.

Give each person a drawing and ask them to copy it.

Worried that someone would steal the drawing, Duan Lun sat next to him without blinking.

It put dozens of gentlemen under pressure.

Finally in the early morning, the two copied drawings were finally completed.

Duan Lun carefully collected Zhao Chen's manuscripts one by one.

take

Get a beautiful sandalwood box and put it in it with extreme care.

All the gentlemen were really curious.

Aren't these just some strange drawings? As for treating them as treasures?

"Master Shangshu, are these drawings so cautious?" someone asked with a smile.

"Yes, it's just a few pieces of paper, but it's so grand!"

"What do you know?"

"Go back and rest quickly. All these things are rotten in my stomach!" Duan Lun didn't even want to explain.

He waved his hand and told everyone to get out.

After everyone dispersed, Duan Luncai carefully placed the sandalwood box in a secret corner.

This is a good thing, but no one should know about it.

Although it was a tiring day, Duan Lun was in excellent spirits.

Holding the copied drawings, he tiptoed three steps at a time, with his hands behind his back, and walked to the government office of the Ministry of Industry.

"Lord Shangshu."

"Good morning, Lord Shangshu!"

"Master Shangshu, what happy event is there today? You are so happy!"

"Haha, yes, there is a happy event. We have summoned all the craftsmen involved in the construction of Lingyan Pavilion. I have something big to announce!" Duan Lun stroked his long beard with a smile on his face.

He was smiling all the way.

The officials from the Ministry of Industry looked strange.

Duan Lun, as the minister of the Ministry of Industry, is usually the most unsmiling person.

I actually laughed all the way today.

Someone went to summon the craftsmen, and the minister of the Ministry of Industry was also curious and asked, "Master Shangshu summoned the craftsmen, but has your Majesty approved the design drawings of Lingyan Pavilion?"

The Ministry of Industry thought that the design drawings were shown to the emperor.

"No, the design drawings were burned by Duke Zhao!"

"Burned?"

"Zhao Jun Gong Zhao Chen?"

"He dared to burn the design drawings of my Ministry of Industry?" The Minister of Industry was stunned at that time.