"Three worships on heaven and earth, the ceremony... is completed!" As the royal family Zongzheng finished speaking, the entire wedding process came to an end.

The groom Li Chengqian led the crown princess Su Pingyue into the bridal chamber with red silk, and the onlookers dispersed.

If an ordinary family gets married, it is inevitable to have a wedding chamber as usual, but in front of the future emperor... no matter who is, he will be a little restrained.

The three elders sitting in the high hall, the Supreme Emperor Li Yuan, the Emperor Li Shimin, and the Empress Changsun Wugui, also showed a gratifying smile on their faces.

"Father, I heard that there are some conflicts between you and the auxiliary machine... I have issued an imperial edict to scold him. As for you..." Li Shimin smiled helplessly and changed the topic.

Changsun Wuji has been his right-hand man since he was a teenager and his queen's brother. He has a close relationship, but the Supreme Emperor is his father. No matter who is injured, it is not a good result for him.

"No, what's the matter? Duke Zhao and someone have always been intimate. There must be some sluts who are playing tricks on the right and wrong!" Li Yuan's face said with a righteous expression.

"A slutty?" Li Shimin's face was a little strange. Could he be so stupid that he couldn't even tell this point?

But seeing his father's words so confidently, it doesn't seem like he is lying.

"Forget it, forget it, the bet between the two of them has been decided. Even if they stop it now, it will be useless. I can only wait until I find a way..." Li Shimin said in his heart.

Although he came to the wedding for a while, he also learned from the ministers about what happened.

Changsun Wuji is indeed a little aggressive, and it is time to hit him.

No matter how you say that the Supreme Emperor is his father, representing imperial power, and now Changsun Wuji has some doubts about despising imperial power. This... I can't be used to it, it's time to take advantage of the situation to shock me.

"Your Majesty, what's going on? Could it be that my brother did something wrong?" Changsun Wugui frowned and asked in confusion.

Li Shimin shook her head, signaling her to rest assured, and sighed: "It's just a little trivial matter. The queen doesn't have to care. But I saw that Keming's body became more and more uncomfortable during the meal. It seemed that she was seriously ill. After the queen returned to the palace, she chose some precious medicinal herbs to send to Du's house..."

"Secret Du? I just found that Du Xiang's face was pale, his steps were weak and weak, and he felt sweaty on his forehead..." Changsun Wugui said worriedly.

When he first said that Du Ruhui did not care, the Supreme Emperor did not care, but when he heard Du Ruhui had already submitted a memorial to resign and recuperate, he realized that it was already the fourth year of Zhenguan.

And the fourth year of Zhenguan... was the day when Du Ruhui, the famous minister of Zhenguan, died of illness.

"Has Master Sun seen Du Ruhui's illness?" Li Yuan asked.

Du Ruhui, an important minister like the country, is different from Changsun Wuji. Of course, the Supreme Emperor did not deny Changsun Wuji's talent, but Changsun Wuji was more like an old fox with hidden minions in the court. Although he had the ability, he would occasionally steal a few chickens to fill his mouth. In short, he had a strong selfish desire.

Ministers like Fang Du are more concerned about people's livelihood issues and rarely work for their own interests.

So the Supreme Emperor will target Changsun Wuji, but will never target Fang Du.

"The old immortal Sun is now traveling around, but the son minister has sent the imperial guards to search everywhere. Now the imperial physician in the Imperial Medical Department is at a loss. Keming is suffering from accumulated illness..." Li Shimin sighed helplessly.

Although Sun Simiao is the vice president of the Medical College and has this connection, Sun Simiao is a Taoist priest after all, and for Taoist priests, the life of a wild cloud and wild crane is the pursuit.

"Forget it, forget it, I won't talk about these troubles when Chengqian is happy." Li Shimin shook his head and said.

......

The next morning, it was noon.

Li Chengqian angrily and rubbed his eyes. He had just gotten up from the bed, and his steps were still a little weak and his back was a little tired.

"Zhengqian only now knows what men and women are, and it turns out to be extremely happy..."

He sat on the stone bench and peeled a lychee transported from Lingnan, saying emotion: "If there is the most food in Chang'an, it is still the place where the emperor eats the most. How unfair is the emperor. The Eastern Palace only has three kilograms. But Grandpa, you should eat it as a snack here, but it is best to put this lychee in an ice cellar, which is the most cold and delicious."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Have you seen the things on the stone table?" Li Yuan frowned and looked at Li Chengqian's careless look, and he was so angry that he was so angry.

But after thinking about it, he would just forget it. He sent someone to notify Li Chengqian over just now, which was indeed a bit insulting.

"This thing... Chengqian heard yesterday that Grandpa, you bet against your uncle with this thing, but Chengqian still doesn't understand what it is." Li Chengqian cheered up and carefully looked at the lead type printer in front of him that occupied most of the stone table.

The square metals the size of fingers are engraved with positive text on them, and these metal blocks are fixed by wooden plaques. These are only a corner that can be observed outside, and inside, Li Chengqian feels more complicated.

"Mingyan, take the paper." Li Yuan ordered.

"Grandpa Emperor, why are you taking paper? Writing early in the morning is not a good exercise..." Li Chengqian was a little confused.

Li Yuan placed the blank paper under the lead movable type printing machine, added the base ink inside, and pressed the handle of the lead movable type printing machine downwards. When he looked, he was surprised to find that the paper was full of neat small regular characters.

Seeing this, Li Chengqian could no longer sit still, so he hurriedly pulled out the paper from under the printing press, and whispered: "The Analects of Confucius's Learning and Learning, Master said: Isn't it easy to learn and practice it from time to time? Isn't it easy to have friends coming from afar? Isn't it easy to be angry if people don't know it, Isn't it a gentleman... Zengzi said..."

"Is this the woodblock printing technique that will be used as a supervisor? Although I have never seen it, I have gained some experience when I see it today." Li Chengqian seemed to remember something and smiled slightly.

"Look at it carefully." Li Yuan was not in a hurry to correct Li Chengqian's wrong prejudice. He wanted to use actual practice to prove how powerful this lead movable type printing machine is.

He took the fixed lead type from the printing press, retyped it, and repeated the last action to get the second printed piece of paper.

"The Master said: Governing is virtue, just like the North Chen, where all the stars share it. This is the second chapter of the Analects of Confucius, the chapter on government." Li Chengqian said in amazement.

"Although Grandpa Huang's artifacts are magical and can make words with white paper, it takes more time to recombinate those small characters than handwritten, and the printed font is stereotyped and unscrupulous, which is contrary to the way of calligraphy." Li Chengqian explained.

Although this lead type printing machine does have the ability to turn decay into magic, it is a way to draw a foot and add a snake, which is useless. It took three quarters of an hour to rearrange the small characters just now, which is better than handwritten.
Chapter completed!