Chapter 681

"Of course I know that. But even if I don't understand, I still have to grit my teeth and learn." Zhao Ji smiled.

"Uh..." Han Rui was stunned and dared not agree. No matter what, Zhao Ji was the emperor. He certainly believed he was right—how could anyone teach others to respect the facts and truth?

Seeing that Han Rui remained silent, Zhao Ji did not get angry. Instead, he asked again, "Young Master Han, I heard that poem was written by you. Could you offer me some guidance?"

"No." Han Rui refused without hesitation, smiling as he said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me for not keeping you company. Farewell!"

Zhao Ji froze, then hurriedly tried to stop him. Han Rui repeatedly declined and strode away.

Watching his figure vanish, Zhao Ji frowned. After pondering for a long while, he instructed a young eunuch to bring a carriage and rode back to the palace. Upon returning to the Hall of Diligent Governance, Zhao Ji changed out of his dragon robe, put on casual clothes, and sat behind his desk in quiet thought.

Not long afterward, the young eunuch hurried in and reported, "Your Majesty, Young Master Han has already left the Capital City. He likely will not return tonight."

"Oh." Zhao Ji nodded and casually asked, "Where did he go?"

"I heard he went wandering and sightseeing in the outskirts with a number of young dandies," the young eunuch reported.

"Mm, I understand. You may leave." Zhao Ji waved a hand.

"As you command." The young eunuch quietly withdrew, while Zhao Ji sank into thought once more. A moment later, he let out a soft sigh, picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, and continued reviewing memorials.

Perhaps because Han Rui had spoiled his mood, Zhao Ji tossed and