After reading the old mistress' letter, Li Yi called Xiao Huan over and asked her to show the letter to Ruyi and the others. The old mistress' letter was not written for him. She did not mention him as much as Ruyi.
The next letter was very short. The handwriting was rather immature. Duan Wu had only been learning to read for a few years, so it was already very good that she had made such progress.
The little girl used a worried tone to talk about the heavy workload that caused her to have no time to play during this period of time. She also said that the guy called Li Han was always bothering her, which was very annoying. The only time she wasn't annoyed was when he was explaining the math problems to her …
For the time being, there were only three letters. The last one was naturally Li Xuan's.
Li Yi opened the envelope. After glancing through it, he shook his head helplessly.
Li Xuan, this guy, had thrown all the matters of the court to MIngzhu. He had gone off to study soap bubbles, leaving MIngzhu, a princess, to worry about the Empress. And he still had the cheek to ask himself why the bubbles under the sun were colorful.
Li Yi looked at Yong Ning, who was blowing bubbles in soap water to tease Li Duan. Even Yong Ning knew that it was the interference of light. Two-thirds of this guy's letter was actually about this, and based on this, he proposed three conjectures and five hypotheses.
He picked up his pen and wrote on the paper, "To understand why the soap bubbles under the sun are colorful, we must first understand the wave-particle duality of light. Speaking of the wave-particle duality of light, we must mention the theory of relativity. And before we understand the theory of relativity, we must definitely not bypass quantum theory."
When he reached the angle between the direction of vibration of the incident light vector and the direction of polarization of the polarizer, Li Yi could not continue.
He then used one sentence to explain the principle of the interference of light, which caused the soap bubbles under the sun to be colorful. He then used a few hundred words to briefly describe the recent events of the past month. He asked about the situation in the capital. He estimated that five thousand words should be enough.
He put a few pieces of paper into an envelope and sealed it. The courier would send it to the capital at the fastest speed of eight hundred li.
He looked at Fang and asked, "Just these three letters. Is that all?"
Fang shook his head and said, "Only these three."
Li Yi lowered his head and said after a long time, "So be it …"
Ever since he left the capital, he could only get bits and pieces of information about MIngzhu and Shouning from Li Xuan's letters. He thought they would write back, but after waiting for so long, there was still no letter. Even the letters he sent were not answered.
He still remembered that the day before he left, MIngzhu held his hand and asked him if he could stay. He also remembered that the girl ran out of the palace barefoot and cried her heart out.
Thus, his anger toward certain people in the capital, which he had managed to quell with great difficulty, rose again.
Li Duan watched for a while and didn't want to watch anymore. He trotted over, held Li Yi's arm, and asked, "Father, Duaner misses Xiao Rui and Xiao Niang. When are we going back to the capital?"
At the age of two, Li Duan could already speak his mind in complete sentences.
"In a few more days. In a few more days, I will be able to see Xiao Rui …" Li Yi picked him up and suppressed the anger in his heart. He asked with a smile, "Isn't Xiao Niang at home? Why does Duaner still miss Xiao Niang …"
He only thought that "Xiao Niang" was what Li Duan called Ruoqing or Zui Mo. Perhaps Ruyi taught him to call her that these days.
"Xiao Niang is not at home. Xiao Niang is in the capital …" Li Duan shook his head and said, "Xiao Niang will give Duaner candy figurines to eat …"
The smile on Li Yi's face froze in an instant.
Zui Mo and Ruoqing would not give him candy figurines to eat. The child was still young, and eating too much candy was not good for his teeth.
He gently put Li Duan down and picked up the letter sent by Li Xuan.
The letter said that there was a girl who stood on the palace wall every day and looked in the direction of Shuzhou.
Every letter he sent would mention this sentence. The letter also said that she would read every letter he sent without missing a word.
She was the person who would secretly give Li Duan candy figurines to eat.
He lowered his head, touched Li Duan's head, and said, "I also want to. When you grow up, I will take you back to see her."
Li Duan nodded and said, "Then Duaner should eat well and grow up quickly. When you grow up, you will be able to see Xiao Niang …"
Li Yi's face was a little dazed. There was once a girl who told him that she would eat well, sleep well, and do her homework well … She would grow up well and wait for him to come back.
What the girl didn't know was that when she said these words, she had already grown up.
"A bunch of bastards!"
Thinking of the faces of those people in the capital again, thinking of the girl standing opposite him and smiling with tears in her eyes, Li Yi's face darkened and his fists clenched.
… …
When Chen Chong saw Li Yi, he knew that someone was going to be in trouble.
He stood up from his seat and asked, "What happened?"
Li Yi's face darkened. "Write a memorial and hand it in. Say that suppressing bandits in Shuzhou has cost a lot of money and suffered heavy losses. Ask the court to allocate one million taels of silver."
Chen Chong froze and then looked at him in disbelief. "One million taels of silver? You're crazy! They won't agree!"
Li Yi looked at him and asked, "Either they agree to allocate the money or Shuzhou doesn't pay taxes for 50 years. Which do you think they will choose?"
Chen Chong didn't need to guess to know which option the people in the capital would choose.
Shuzhou had always been poor and full of bandits. Not mentioning paying taxes to the court every year, it could already be considered a good year if it didn't rely on the court's aid and not drag the court down.
One million taels of silver or non-existent taxes — even an idiot would know which to choose.
The court was full of smart people, so they would definitely choose the second option.
The result of choosing this path was that they would be ridiculed by their descendants for 50 years, because the Shuzhou of today was no longer the Shuzhou of yesterday.
The Shuzhou of tomorrow was no longer the Shuzhou of today …
In the entire world, no one dared to make such a request to the court, but unfortunately, the person before him was one of them.
The court had to choose one of the two options he gave. Once they made a choice, they had to abide by it.
As long as he was alive, he could not go back on his word.
… …
The capital, Hibiscus Garden.
Li Xuan sat by the lake, comfortably lying on a rocking chair. He gazed at the soap bubbles floating in the air, changing colors under the sunlight …
A eunuch stood behind him, blowing soap bubbles with great effort. Because he had been blowing for too long, his face was pale, his entire body was dizzy, and he wanted to vomit …
Another eunuch ran over from a distance. When he was still several dozen zhang away, he shouted, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Gyeong Of Silla has replied, Gyeong Of Silla has replied!"
"He has replied!"
Li Xuan bounced up from the rocking chair, his face lit up with joy, and he strode over.
The eunuch who was blowing bubbles felt as if he had been pardoned. He leaned against a tree behind him, breathing in big mouthfuls of fresh air.
Li Xuan snatched the letter from the eunuch's hand and tore it open carefully. Then, he sat back on the rocking chair and started reading.
"Wave-particle duality of light, general theory of relativity, quantum theory, Schrodinger's cat, Murphy's law, L 'Hospital's law …"
Li Xuan stood up from the rocking chair, a thoughtful look on his face. He took the letter back to his room, took out a pen and paper, and started writing and calculating. Sometimes, he bit the tip of the pen, his brows furrowed, and sometimes he laughed out loud, slamming the table, as if he had gone mad …
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