At this time, Zhao Yi was already a military machine.

Originally, Fu Heng relied on Wang Youdun the documents issued by the Military Affairs Office the most. However, Wang Youdun was already the Minister of Personnel at this time, so Fu Heng needed to find another document for the exchanges within the Military Affairs Office.

Because of Wanxi, Fu Heng gradually gave Zhao Yi a chance. Zhao Yi did not disappoint everyone's expectations. With his quick writing, he was trusted by Fu Heng and Yin Jishan. "He was in charge of his followers, and he wrote a thousand words without adding any points in his writing. Everything should be written, and he would not do it." And with the rest of his strength, he wrote many poems for the princes and ministers in the court and the imperially compiled by Gonghe.

In the Military Affairs Office, or between the courts, Zhao Yi has gradually gained his own position with his literary talent.

During this southern tour, Zhao Yi was also from Jiangsu, so he wrote notes early and spread them among the cities of Jiangsu. Naturally, he also hoped that through his writing, the Han people in Jiangnan would understand what kind of emperor the emperor was.

This emperor was not the "Tartar" in the eyes of the Han people, and his achievements in Sinology were even above many famous Han scholars and civil officials!

Wanxi nodded with a smile, "But the slave has to dare to say something else. I think this is what it means to be 'the capable work more'. The Military Affairs Office needs to be on duty at any time, and the responsibilities are heavy, and others can no longer afford it, but he still has the time to write these notes, which means that he is very talented and has a great writing."

"Besides, this is the time when the emperor is visiting the south. Such notes are spread to the hands of literati in Jiangnan. I just want to say that he is determined."

The emperor smiled and nodded slightly.

"He likes to talk about foxes, but many Chinese literati like to talk about foxes. For example, Ji Xiaolan and Yuan Meizhe, the stories of foxes in their works are often seen."

The emperor stared at Wanxi, "But I feel that what they said is not as good as Zhao Yi."

Wanxi smiled and lowered her head, "It's all about foxes. Some people have pens and hearts, while others have pens and no hearts... So if the person who sees them is also mindful, they will naturally have a distinction between the higher and lower levels."

The emperor nodded and reached out to hold Wanxi's hand, "...I have read all these books. I am lonely and they have family members to see. You can just flip through these and play with them yourself."

After saying that, he snorted, "Zhao Yi started talking nonsense, his writing is quite interesting, and he will help you fill in your time."

Wanxi was very happy.

If the emperor hadn't shown these literati notes circulating among the market, how could she dare to do it herself? Zhao Yi's story was beautiful and she loved it all these years ago. Now she has such a thick stack. It's really not lonely when she is pregnant with a child on the southern tour.

Wanxi crawled into the emperor's arms with a smile, hugged the emperor's neck, raised her head and kissed the emperor's mouth, "...Slave, thank you Lord Long's kindness."

Wanxi's thankful behavior made the emperor's breathing immediately anxious.

He raised his eyebrows and looked down at Wanxi, "It turns out that when he saw the story of the 'Master of Hu Shu Zhai', Linghu Jiu naturally became a demon!"

Wanxi quietly lowered her eyes and asked naively, "What did you say?"

The emperor groaned, "Think about the month, you have been four months! - In the first three months, why did you not take the initiative to kiss my master's mouth; and at this time, you dared to take the initiative, just to ask me to know that your child is already stable now, so I can do whatever he wants!"
Chapter completed!