The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

Chapter 1061 Dreaming is a technical job

If the emperor had not said, "Tonight we are not talking about the emperor and his subjects, but about love and romance," breaking the strict etiquette; if the emperor and empress had not also sat on the ground, with their sleeves hanging on the ground, and talked to the people with their hearts as if they were old friends;

If the moonlight had not been so beautiful that night, and its clear light was like nectar flowing down the throat, making people drunk without even drinking it, Jiang Jibai would never have lost his composure and actually poured out such a ridiculous dream as a topic of conversation.

When he asked about the "most bizarre dream", Shi Anxia and Cen Yuan's eyes met and then separated.

Cen Yuan asked with interest, "What is your most bizarre dream?"

Jiang Jibai hesitated, as if troubled.

Cen Yuan said, "What I said today is just a joke. It will be gone once the wind blows."

Everyone knew that the emperor meant that they could speak freely tonight but nothing could be spread outside.

Jiang Jibai chose his words carefully, "I had a dream a long time ago. I dreamed that Emperor Heng was still alive and Emperor Yu ascended the throne."

This is hindsight! It is highly suspected of flattery.

But those who know Jiang Jibai's character know that he is a very stubborn person and would never say such disgusting flattering words.

Cen Yuan and Shi Anxia remained calm, but their hearts were both trembling.

Cen Yuan asked with a smile, "What is your name and what position do you hold now?"

Jiang Jibai hurriedly stood up from the ground and bowed to the emperor and empress, "I am Jiang Jibai, courtesy name Weixi, and I work as a compiler in the Hanlin Academy."

Cen Yuan raised her hand and motioned for him to sit down, "Okay, I'll remember you."

Just this sentence made everyone present envious.

Jiang Jibai is really good. He takes an unconventional approach and accomplishes great things quietly, and even the emperor remembers his name.

No matter how upright a person is, there are times when he would take shortcuts.

Everyone racked their brains to think about what a bizarre dream they should tell in order to make the Feather Emperor remember them.

No one noticed one of them, and he suddenly raised his head. He was a military commander in his forties named Zhang Chengwei. He was originally a border guard and followed Emperor Yu all the way into the capital. He had the merit of following the dragon.

He had kept a secret in his heart for a long time, but unexpectedly, it was revealed by a young man.

He saw Yu Di raise his head and drink the wine in the cup, and then heard Yu Di ask with a smile, "Come on, tell me, when did you have this dream?"

"About ten years ago, I was only eleven years old." Jiang Jibai had a dream that Emperor Heng was not dead, but escaped.

When he told his parents about this dream, they scolded him and told him not to tell others about it, or he would be killed.

From then on, he never told anyone about it again.

But the dream was too real, which left a deep impression on Jiang Jibai. Moreover, he had had this dream more than once, and sometimes after waking up, he would continue to have the same dream when he went back to sleep.

After this happened so many times, Jiang Jibai was afraid that he would forget the content of his dream, so he wrote it down in a full notebook and hid it under the blue bricks under the bed.

He dreamed that he was thrown into prison for preventing Emperor Yong from joining forces with the State of Wan to launch a war against the northern wing. He dreamed that Emperor Heng came back, called himself Emperor Yu, and released him from prison.

Wu Xianwen's face turned pale when he heard this, "Jiang Jibai, I didn't know you were so brave! If you weren't lucky, otherwise..." He couldn't continue speaking, his beard shaking, and could only let out a long sigh.

This is his most proud student.

Wang Yi continued, "If the book falls into the hands of Emperor Yong, it will be a crime of treason and the entire clan will be exterminated. Lord Jiang, your life has been on the edge of a knife."

Jiang Jibai lowered his head, said nothing, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the dark patterns on his cuffs.

Cen Yuan suddenly chuckled, "Jiang Qing, did I look like this in your dream?"

Jiang Jibai looked up at the young and handsome emperor in front of him, only to see a smile on his lips, but a deep and unfathomable look in his eyes.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he shook his head, but then nodded, "Same, and different. The appearance is indeed exactly the same. It's just that the Yu Emperor in the dream is much older than you, Your Majesty."

"Oh?" Cen Yuan smiled faintly, "It seems that my fate as an emperor has even recognized Jiang Qing's dream."

Everyone responded quickly, "Your Majesty, you are the chosen one."

"Your Majesty, you are absolutely the true dragon and the Son of Heaven, and you are destined by heaven."

Zhang Chengwei couldn't help but said, "In fact, I already knew that Emperor Heng was not dead."

As soon as this was said, someone asked with a smile, "Don't tell me you also dreamed about this?"

Zhang Chengwei's old face turned red, "How else would I know?"

Dreaming is a skill! Another person interjected, "If you say so, I've had even stranger dreams. I dreamed that I was flying in the sky, hahahaha..."

Someone blushed, "I dreamed that a woman gave birth to a child and could take the baby out of her belly. But the woman would not die."

What kind of wonderful idea is this? Everyone felt sympathy for him after hearing this. "Master Wu, if you think about something during the day, you will dream about it at night."

Lord Wu is a romantic man. He and his wife have been childhood sweethearts and he married her before he entered the officialdom.

Unexpectedly, when he was at the peak of his career, his wife died during childbirth, leaving behind a son.

Lord Wu has never remarried and has raised his son by himself.

His son was Wu Yanqing, the talented flute player among the Seven Sons of Qingzhou. He was handsome, well-educated, and had a gentle and amiable personality.

Wu Yanqing also felt that his father was very pitiful, because his mother died giving birth to him, which was why his father dreamed of such a bizarre idea.

But then the Emperor Yu spoke, "You should all be tolerant of Lord Wu's dream. In fact, I have also seen this method in ancient books. As long as medical skills are well developed, sooner or later, women will not lose their lives because of childbirth."

The emperor had spoken, who would dare to object? The imperial physician even hurriedly looked for pen, ink, paper and inkstone to write down the method so that he could study it carefully in the future.

The imperial physician found Lord Wu and said, "I have something to ask Lord Wu."

Lord Wu: “…”

I just had a dream, what can you ask me? I'm afraid I can't help you.

Yu Di asked again, "Who said just now that he dreamed of flying in the sky?"

The man stood up embarrassedly.

The Feather Emperor raised his hand and motioned him to sit down. "It is recorded in the Records of Strange Stories of Heavenly Works that in ancient times there were flying chariots that could carry hundreds of people to the sky. It might only take an hour to fly from our Luo City to the capital of Beiyi."

Everyone was shocked and whispered, "Could it be that the emperor was dreaming too?"

"Your Majesty, that is not a dream. Haven't you heard of it? Ancient book! 'Records of Strange Craftsmanship'!"

“It’s a wonderful book!”

“Maybe it’s just people’s imagination.”

Unexpectedly, the Queen smiled and said, "The book also mentioned the 'Thousand Mile Voice Transmission Box', which can allow us to have a conversation as if we were sitting face to face even though we are thousands of miles apart."

How is that possible? Everyone was still shocked. Tsk! The emperor and his wife had read this "Records of Strange Craftsmanship"?

Everyone was surprised to hear this.

But it is confirmed from the side that such an ancient book does exist. Of course, it is not ruled out that the emperor and the empress worked together to make up stories and fool people.

Hearing everyone talking so passionately, Ma Chuyang had something to say, "How come you guys can dream so easily? When I dream, my god, it's so painful, so mad, so crying!"

Emperor Wen Xuan was very curious, "What did you dream about?"