At Zhao Bing's age, even if he is mature, he will not choose this barren land with a high mountain and a distant emperor as his fiefdom, unless he really wants to work hard to temper himself.

But if we need to be tempered, are there no other places that are difficult to manage and develop in Guangxi?

Zhao Dongting returned to the bedroom and sat at the desk. He did not immediately lift up the national flag, but instead began to think about it.

Yongzhou...

Zhao Bing was simply baking himself on the fire. It was not surprising that he would die there if he accidentally angered the rioters.

Why did Zhao Bing do this?

Is it because I am young and energetic and want to show myself?

With Zhao Bing's young and mature temperament, he should not be so naive.

Is someone who came up with advice later?

Although Yongzhou is dangerous, it is also the weakest place in the imperial power. There, Zhao Bing can station troops and rebel without knowing it.

Zhao Dongting's face gradually became a little heavier, "Brothers are tragic... Zhao Bing, you must take care of yourself."

If Zhao Bing had been honest over the years and his biological mother Yu Xiurong died for the country, Zhao Dongting would never be willing to let him go there.

Of course, now that promises have been made, it doesn’t make sense to say these.

After a long time, Zhao Dongting sighed softly and finally picked up the pen and started writing on the paper.

The power is touching!

Zhao Dongting did not draw the national flag, but first drew a large circle on the paper, with the characters Yuan written on it, and then drew a smaller circle, and then drew a smaller one, writing the characters Song. Finally, he added two circles in Xixia and Shu, and with a solemn expression, he gently divided a small dot into the small circle of the Song Dynasty, and wrote the characters Feng.

This is probably the current situation in the world. There are only a few companies that have hope to compete for power and may have such thoughts.

Thinking about it, Zhao Dongting still painted the character "Bing" again, making the circle of the Song Dynasty complete again.

He still hopes that Zhao Bing will not have any unfair intentions.

After staring at the paper for a few minutes, Zhao Dongting lit the oil lamp, placed the paper on the oil lamp, and lit it, and held it in his hand to play with it until the whole piece of paper gradually turned into ashes and fell on the ground. "If someone really causes trouble, then no wonder I will turn on the killing."

If someone really instigated Zhao Bing to do this, Zhao Dongting would never let him go no matter who it was.

Afterwards, Zhao Dongting sat back on the chair and then began to design the national flag.

Since it is a national flag, you cannot be careless. You must feel the special meaning contained in the pattern on the flag.

"Scholars, farmers, workers, merchants..."

Zhao Dongting muttered, writing and painting on paper at his hand. This is his habit, and he recorded while thinking, because he felt that a good memory was not as good as a bad pen, and some inspiration was fleeting, and he might not be able to recover it later.

Time passes slowly.

Outside the house, Yang Shufei and Ying'er chatted for a while, and then took Zhao Bing away.

Zhang Ru and Ying'er sat in the yard and looked at the lotus pond, but did not enter the house to disturb Zhao Dongting. In fact, the ladies of this era were really boring, there was no entertainment, and they could not go out casually. This was even more so for the imperial concubine like Ying'er, who could not even be a female celebrity.

A royal woman should be pampered.

After more than ten minutes, Zhao Dongting finally finished his writing with satisfaction.

He felt that the national flag he designed was almost the same, and the design was too complicated and others might not understand it.

On the paper is a rectangular flag.

There is a dragon entrenched in the upper left corner of the flag. Uh, Zhao Dongting's painter is terrible, let's talk about it first! And in the semicircle on the right side of the dragon, there are four small patterns guarding it, like stars holding the moon.

Books represent scholars, wheat ears represent farmers, sickles represent workers, and abacus represents merchants.

These are the Four People in ancient times. Zhao Dongting guarded the Four People's Patterns next to the Golden Dragon, which actually made the people close to the court.

However, these patterns were drawn from his hands, which was really a bit terrible.

After shook the paper, Zhao Dongting stood up and walked to the door, shouting outside: "Put all the painters in the palace."

He paused and said, "Godde Wu is here too."

Now that the Military Information Department has been spread out in various places, it has become Zhao Dongting's secret blade. If you want to investigate the matter, it is naturally easier to let Wu Lianying investigate.

A eunuch outside the courtyard received the order.

Zhao Dongting walked under the pear tree, looked at the bored two women, and couldn't help but chuckled: "Is it boring?"

In fact, the two women almost wrote the words boredom on their faces.

Sitting and looking face to face, what is it not boring?

Zhao Dongting smashes his mouth, "Or what if I teach you a small game to solve the time?"

The eyes of both women were shining brightly, and Ying Er said, "Prince, what little game?"

Phoenix, chess, calligraphy and painting are all things that can cultivate one's own nature. There is less fun, so you can't study these things all the time.

Zhao Dongting asked the palace maid to bring Go and placed it on the desk, "I will teach you how to play Goji."

Then, he taught the two girls to play step by step.

The rules of Gozi chess are extremely simple, but they also contain interesting things. By the time the painters and Wu Lianying arrived, Ying Er and Zhang Ru had a lot of fun.

Zhao Dongting asked the painters to wait outside and took Wu Lianying to the bedroom.

Wu Lianying fell to the ground with a dark voice, "I'm going to see the emperor."

"Um."

Zhao Dongting nodded slightly, his face was plain, and he was far less polite to Wu Lianying than to Wen Tianxiang, Lu Xiufu and others.

The way to control people should be divided into four types: to know them with emotion, to move them with reason, to lure them with profit, and to use them with power. For example, Wen Tianxiang and Lu Xiufu, such a high-ranking minister, who also cared about the country, Zhao Dongting naturally chose the former one. And like those worshipped by Wu Dingtang, most of them chose to lure them with profit. Wu Lianying's temple was too deep and his temperament was gloomy, so the first three were probably difficult to work, so Zhao Dongting always maintained his majesty and never got close to him.

If he was too close, who knew whether someone like Wu Lianying would be proud of himself?

Without letting Wu Lianying get up, Zhao Dongting said lightly: "Go and check in secret if anyone has been in contact with King Guang recently."

Wu Lianying didn't say much and agreed directly, "Old slave received the order."

Zhao Dongting waved his hand, "Go and let those painters come in."

Wu Lianying stood up and slowly retreated out of the house. Soon, more than a dozen painters walked into the house.

These court painters are famous among the people, and there are even people who have been famous for generations, such as Zheng Sixiao.

But at this time, Zheng Sixiao had not changed his name, but was called Zheng Zhiyin, and he had not yet made his molan painting famous in the world.

But his painting skills are naturally unexplained, and he is the leader among court painters.

When they entered the house and fell to kneel, Zhao Dongting said, "Please get up with all your dear friends!"

The painters stood up and looked at Zhao Dongting.

Zhao Dongting was thick-skinned and did not feel embarrassed about being not good at painting. He directly handed the national flag he drew to Zheng Zhiyin and said, "I intend to set up national flags outside the military flag. The national government offices, banks, academic institutions and other places must be hung high. It is said that the people are not good at painting. I call you here, and I will design this national flag as my Song Dynasty national flag, and I will never lose my Song Dynasty face."

Zheng Zhi took the painting and opened it, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

In this era when everyone uses brushes, even children with cow horns can paint better than Zhao Dongting.

His expression was captured by Zhao Dongting and could say in a deep voice: "Does Lord Zheng think I don't draw well?"

The painters who had just stood up heard his deep tone and hurriedly knelt down again.

Zheng Zhi tried hard to say something against his conscience, "The emperor's paintings are so wild and novel, and they are excellent works."

"Ha ha."

Zhao Dongting laughed out loud, "Okay, I know my skills, I'm just teasing you. You go down, and imitate several paintings in two days, including dragons, abacus, books, sickles, and wheat ears. I will choose the one that suits my wishes from your paintings and give them a reward. Let's go down!"

"I will receive the order!"

Zheng Zhi was the painters who were headed by Zheng bowed and left the house.

Zhao Dongting smiled at the corner of his mouth and muttered to himself, "Right... What a good thing..."

If he was not the emperor, maybe Zheng Zhi was so angry that he was so angry that such a painting lover could have scolded him?

Can that ghost painting talisman like a chicken stepping on the snow be called a masterpiece?

It's almost the same for a blind man to say this.

After experiencing this little episode just now, Zhao Dongting's originally slightly solemn mood suddenly relieved a lot.

It is still unknown what Zhao Bing thought. Even if he really wanted to gain a favor, Zhao Dongting felt that he could accept it.

The world is bustling with people, all for profit. The world is bustling with people, all for profit.

The word "六" is obviously also included in the word "六".
Chapter completed!