There Will Always Be Protagonists With Delusions of Starting a Harem

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Ye Zhizhou discovered that Yan Mingyong was very sleepy these days. He often fell asleep after a few pages of books after lunch. After discovering that the lover once fell asleep on the small couch, he finally couldn't help but sneak out to the doctor. As a result, the doctor did not find anything wrong for a long time, but he was scared by the emperor who had taken the time to see his son.

"Is it really okay?"

"Back to the emperor, the highness of the temple is unhindered, and the body is raised again. Maybe you can accompany the emperor to the sacrifice this year." The doctor said that he was very happy. In the past, when the Eight Emperors were sick, they were too sick in the hospital. Now it is good. The Eight Emperors are getting stronger and stronger. The emperor is in a good mood. Not only do they not swear at them, but they also give rewards to the hospital from time to time.

"Well, it’s good, reward!" Yandi heard this saying that he was really happy. He only thought that the old face of Taiji became young and handsome. When he thought about it, he asked, "With Yonger’s current physical condition, two Autumn hunting after a month, can you go?"

The doctor took a look back and said, "If you don't want to be too tired, you can still go."

"Very good!" Yan Di smiled directly and smiled, just like all the ordinary fathers in the world, and was delighted by the slight improvement of the sick son.

Ye Zhizhou looked at the Yandi, and sighed in his heart. Although Yandi has many sons, each one is not just his son. He is only Yan Mingyong. His mother is humble and has no relatives. His age is quite different from other emperors. He is not a threat to the emperor. It is the only one that can be made. Yandi assuredly invested in the existence of his father's love, and Yan Mingyong had indirectly saved his life... The blessings of the blessings, the blessings of the blessings, the weakness of Yan Mingyong is his best protection/protective umbrella, etc. In the future, his body was completely improved, and he did not know whether Yan Di would care about this son as he is now.

Tai doctor can't see the reason why Yan Mingyong is sleepy. Tongtian also can't scan any problems. Although Ye Zhizhou is worried, there is no way to try to convince himself that this is the normal condition that adolescent children will have long body.

Yan Mingyong saw his worries and knew that he secretly invited the doctors to do so, but in order to enjoy the feeling of pleasure that was cared for and valued, he pretended to know nothing and continued to “sleep”.

Three days later, the original story of An Chengjie will participate in the essay held by Yingtian College on this day, and will be appreciated by the university scholar Liu Qingfeng in this essay, and then be accepted as a disciple by the other party, officially embarking on the conquest of literati. The road of the circle. When Ye Zhizhou opened the river, he remembered the story. He wanted to take Yan Mingyong to join in the fun. Now he saw him sleepy. He was worried that he couldn’t help but go out and toss, and he dismissed the idea.

Therefore, Yan Mingyong found that Ye Zhizhou had left the book. In the afternoon, the warm sun was spread, and the corners of the pillow-side paper strips were blurred, which also blurred the expression of the gloomy face on his face.

At the time of the spring and summer alternation, the last batch of peach blossoms under Guiyuan Temple was opened, and Ye Zhizhou was nestled under a peach tree. While listening to the seeds, the students listened to the poems and words on the poems. It’s long grass.

An Chengsheng got out of the center of the small circle and found a circle to find his brother in the corner. He couldn’t help but sigh. "Lee, you are already sixteen years old, or do you want to set your heart to study?"

Since sending the poetry collection, An Chengsheng’s attitude towards him is getting better and better, and he is more and more tolerant. Ye Zhizhou is very satisfied with this. Listening to him saying this at the moment, he nodded his face and said, “I don’t want to read. I am not reading material, I am going to make big money! The mother gave me a dowry shop a while ago. I changed it into a restaurant and made a lot of money." Dayan does not have any scornful words, so many books The family who have no talent for the official will eventually choose to be a businessman through the shade of the family. It is also a good way out, but it is not as noble as reading a book.

An Chengsheng couldn't bear to let his stupid brother go to the mall to go up and down, and continued to persuade, "Do not use your reading to be excellent, you can go to the scholars, and then you will be an idle small official in the Hanlin Academy. My father and I also Can protect you."

Can you take a test of a scholar? As for the original ink, the show can't be tested! Ye Zhizhou spit in his heart, but his face is a stupid and arrogant appearance. "But the officialdom is terrible. Big brother, you know, my brain is not good. I can’t lose money when I do business. I’m directly lost my job when I am an official. Anyway, anyway. I don't want to study and be an official." He insisted on keeping the original master's brainless settings and continued to bait. "And I made a lot of money to go to the big brother to find ancient poetry. The last copy of the book seems to have A series, I still want to collect the big brother. "There are a lot of books about poetry in the space, which were bought when Ouyang was a charity. It is probably enough to copy more than a dozen "books of ancient poetry", fooling An Chengsheng Enough.

An Chengsheng was really excited and didn't persuade him to study. He eagerly asked, "Is it really a series? How many other books can you have?"

"There is no eyebrows." He glanced at the cheaper brother who was about to take a green light, pointing to the place where the text would enter the entrance. He said, "But I saw Cheng Jie, and you invited him to the big brother?" It is based on the invitation letter. As a champion, An Chengsheng’s invitation function is quite large, and it’s normal for An Chengjie. The original story is that An Chengjie is relying on An Chengsheng’s this time. Wenhui.

I didn’t expect An Chengsheng to listen to him saying that he frowned and gave a negative answer. “I haven’t invited it. The second brother may have got it from other places.” A while ago, he also appreciated this younger brother and thought The other party is also a person who loves poetry. But this time the other party ran out every day, and there was no sign of reading hard. The appreciation gradually faded, but some regretted the talent and aura of the other party...

"This way..." Ye Zhizhou put the melon seeds in the cloth bag and prepared them for a while. I took them out and threw them away. I collected the melon seeds and clap my hands and said, "Cheng Gege is better than me. He is sure to come out again." Some amazing words, let's go and give him a favor!" After talking about An Chengsheng's arm, he dragged it over there, not willing to miss a good show.

An Chengsheng is thinking about things. He almost didn’t stand firm. He couldn’t help but smile at his head after returning to God. “I was angry when I saw the second brother with a hedgehog. I can treat it now. The father said it was good, and our family music grew up."

Yeah, yeah, grow up, the core has changed, and it has been hundreds of years old. He silently thought, while walking, looking for Liu Qingfeng in the crowd, wondering how to let the other party listen to An Chengjie's "masterpiece".

At this time, the text was not started for a long time. Most of the students just gathered around to contact each other. There are many people around An Chengjie, most of whom are poets. Some other students were standing not far from him. At this time, seeing him come over, but he was far away.

Ye Zhizhou finally found the figure of Liu Qingfeng, the short old man in the crowd. He deliberately squatted at An Chengsheng and stood in the place where the other party could hear himself. He asked aloud, "Big brother, how can I see the group?" I have run far away to the second brother. Do they not like the second brother?"

"Not... um, it’s just a different circle." An Chengsheng was troubled by his problems, and he was rather vague. The most disliked part of the students who took the path of the imperial examination was that An Chengjie would only sell some poems for "not doing business", but the mutual exclusion of such literati circles, he did not want his brother to know, always felt a little shame.

He wants to be vague in the past, but Ye Zhizhou doesn't want to be like his intentions. He said, "I know, they are students of this year's exams. Right? I heard people say that they seem to hate the second brother." I am thinking about progress, but I don’t think so. The second brother’s poems are so good. Even if you don’t study hard, how can you not do the examinations and do not enter the officialdom to do things for the people? How many poems come out, everyone is not Is it very much like him?"

"Fully!"

An old voice suddenly sounded not far behind the two, and Ye Zhizhou turned around with amazement and frowned. "This old gentleman, how can you overhear our conversation, the gentleman will not do this."

An Chengsheng guessed the identity of the speaker after hearing the old voice. He hurriedly pulled the sleeves of Ye Zhizhou to signal him not to talk back. He respected the old man and gave a sigh of relief. "Liu Daren forgive me, The younger brother is invisible, and the students will be well disciplined when they return."

Liu Qingfeng was very satisfied with the champion of An Chengsheng. Seeing him like this, his face was slightly relieved. He said to the Ye Zhizhou, "The slick knowledge can only be recognized by the world for a short time. Reading is a lifelong matter, not seeking for the country. The people, the diligence itself is indispensable, and must not be so frivolous in the future."

Ye Zhizhou was busy pretending to be a shy look. He should take a look at the mixed poetry collection from his arms and hand it over. "Thank you for the old gentleman's advice. Thank you very much. Please be sure to give it." ”

Liu Qingfeng was a book of love. When he saw the book he handed over, the conditional reflex was picked up and turned over. Only then did he realize that there was something wrong with it, and he couldn’t help but feel awkward.

"It’s just a collection of ancient poems written by the younger brother, and Mr. can accept it.” An Chengsheng explained it quickly.

Liu Qingfeng just relaxed and continued to flip through the book. "It turned out to be a copy of the younger brother. This word...cough, of course~www.NovelMTL.com~ the most important thing is the content, this poem...um?!"

An Chengsheng smiled, Ye Zhizhou was satisfied, and An Chengjie suddenly had a loud noise. A student was excited and said, "Cheng Jiexiong is a good literary talent. This poem that praises peach blossoms can be described as a wonderful level! Who will stay for Tianyi? Deep-stained 夭 备 备 备 备 备 。 。 未 未 未 未 未 未 深 深 深 深 深 深 深 深 深 深 深

"The moths are inextricably ignorant, and the leaps and screams are not collected. Whatever the pears are like snow, also called spring/color is long." Liu Qingfeng screamed and put the book in his hand, the expression was unpredictable. Looking at the student who was vocal, Shen Sheng asked, "Who did you say this poem?"

The student who was picked up looked at the Liu Qingfeng who walked slowly forward and stuttered. "Yes Cheng, Cheng Jiexiong... How can you pick up the sentence from Mr. Liu Lao, obviously this poem is just... ”

Liu Qingfeng heard the words and looked at An Chengjie, his face was blue and green. "Mingming is a masterpiece in ancient poetry. When did it become your child's work? I am going to make it clear to you today!"

An Chengjie was shocked by the old man’s sharp eyes and panicked.