"This is the answer!" Wei Zhong nodded heavily. In fact, Emperor Zu didn't know this answer, and this answer was to appease his son and grandson.

"Thank you, Mr. Wei, for clarifying my doubts." Ah Si stood up and cupped his hands.

"Hey, I can't bear your Majesty's bow!" Wei Zhong hurriedly got out of the way, not daring to accept the bow.

Ah Si smiled. After knowing the answer, he felt less depressed.

It turns out that Azu has long seen Qin Mo's ambitions. He seemed to be protecting him, but in fact he was trying to appease him and buy us time.

"I wrongly blamed Azu!" Azu said, and then walked towards Azu's former study room, took a book from the shelf, and then sat in the rocking chair that Azu once loved to make, and started reading slowly.

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Looking at it, it was noon.

Wei Zhong made a few specialty dishes, which were not as exquisite as those made by the palace chefs, but A Si just found them appetizing.

"These are Azu's favorite dishes!" Asi praised: "Wei Gong, you are all alone here, how about I arrange a smart little eunuch to serve you?"

Wei Zhong shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. I have become accustomed to living alone in the past few years. Every plant and tree here is as the emperor liked it when he was alive."

It would be bad if a young eunuch came here and was careless.

Moreover, young people are impatient and uncertain, so what future can they have with this old slave?"

Hearing this, Ah Si stopped saying anything and concentrated on the food in the bowl.

After eating and drinking, he went to the tree house not far away.

The tree house has been re-reinforced and repainted. This house was originally built by Azu and Qin Mo.

In the early years, Qin Mo took him to spend the night here.

I just remember lying in the tree house in the summer and watching the stars in the sky, watching the big-assed fireflies lighting up the night sky.

The wind in the mountains was still refreshing, and when it blew on Ah Si's face, it still felt like that year.

Wei Zhong smiled and said: "I'm old, and I can't climb up the tree house anymore, but it is taken care of and reinforced every now and then. If your Majesty wants to go up and have a look, don't be afraid!"

A Si nodded and walked to the largest tree. There was the largest tree house here, which was A Zu's tree house.

He went up the steps, and inside there was an observatory, a studio, and a bedroom, covering a large area.

It's very solid when you step on the wooden floor.

This is the highest place. Looking down, you can take in all the beautiful scenery.

I especially remember that night, all the tree houses were lit up, and a group of them sang and danced in front of the tree houses. The adults drank wine and the children drank juice.

Late at night, everyone sat in rows and listened to Qin Mo telling scary ghost stories.

Both adults and children, men and women, old and young, all shrank in fear.

By the time the story was finished and the night was getting late, they dragged their tired bodies and climbed up to their respective tree houses.

The next day they were awakened by the chirping of birds in the woods, and it was a new day.

It's carefree and really nice.

"Tianxin, Brother Feng, Huo Lin'er, Shuangshuang... I miss you!"

After dispelling the images in his mind, Ah Si said to the guards accompanying him: "Go back to the palace and tell your father that I will rest here in the tree house tonight and enter the palace early tomorrow morning!"

The guard nodded and left quickly.

In fact, the safety of this place is no less than that of the imperial palace. This is the real back garden of Emperor Daqian.

I don't know how many guards are guarding it secretly.

After the guards left, Ah Si sat on the swing below, swaying slowly.

The scenery is still the same, but the people are not the same people as before.

However, he finally understood why his father liked coming here.

This place seems to have a magical power that can make people calm down.

Early the next morning, Ah Si returned to the palace satisfied.

Li Shilong asked him, "Have you found the answer?"

"I found it. Azu thought about it carefully. It's not as good as a son or minister!" Asi said.

"Your Azu loves this country more than anyone else, so don't blame your Azu." Li Shilong smiled, "If you are upset or can't sleep in the future, go over there. Wei Laogou is a smart man.

He can always give you the antidote when you are most troubled."

"My son, I understand!" Ah Si said with a smile.

Li Shilong nodded. In fact, the answer was no longer important to him.

Whether what Wei Zhong said was true or false, he didn't care anymore.

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At the same time, Ming Dynasty.

After autumn, Xijing became even hotter, and Xijing also encountered a typhoon this summer, causing heavy losses.

However, after the typhoon, the temperature in Xijing did not drop, but became even hotter.

The air conditioner studied by the Royal Academy of Sciences is not yet on the market, and it is not suitable for extremely large ones.

Qin Mo hopes that there will be more efforts there to develop a suitable air conditioner, so that in the summer, he can hide in an air-conditioned room, eat hot pot and drink beer.

Now, his record of the Ming Dynasty has been updated for two months, and has overtaken "The Han Son-in-law of Da Qian" to become the best-selling book in the country.

What Qin Mo didn't expect was that several of the chapters involved local aborigines, which actually caused a big sensation.

Originally, Qin Mo wanted to use the Spring and Autumn Period brushwork or myths and legends to turn the aboriginal people into Daqian survivors, but after thinking about it, he decided to objectively record and analyze it.

Of course, it remains to be discussed whether they are the survivors of Daqian, but there has been a frenzy of exploration among the people, and many people are exploring the remains of the aboriginal people, trying to complete this research through various clues.

Qin Mo didn't care, he was even happy to see it.

If the indigenous people are not the survivors of the Central Plains, then this is an invasion; if they are, then this is a redemption.

These aboriginal people did not form a real country, so the so-called land was just tribal territory.

Some large tribes formed city-states, but they still did not have the concept of forming a country.

So this is integration and advancement.

But Qin Mo did not over-beautify it. He even apologized to these aborigines in the book.

It was this apology that made these aborigines love Qin Mo even more.

Become a king or lose a bandit. The primitive tribes believe in something more barbaric. They believe in the strong, as if they can enslave those who are weaker than them at will.

Being conquered and enslaved makes them weak.

After they saw more powerful civilizations, they gradually became civilized and even worshiped these civilizations.

And the strong man's apology made them feel flattered.

Many tribal chiefs stood up and rectified Qin Mo's name, which Qin Mo did not expect.

This would be impossible in the Central Plains.

But these people's brain circuits were different, which saved Qin Mo a lot of trouble.
Chapter completed!