People Are in the Great Antiquity Times, Just Become the Emperor of Heaven

"That's your secret." Yaochi Su moved his hands slightly, carefully wiping away the wrinkles on Chu Yi's clothes. "When you want to talk, you will naturally tell me, why should I ask." She said.

"That's not true. Speaking of which, Master sent me this, it's a chat group." Chu Yi didn't intend to hide this matter from Yaochi.

"What is a chat group?" Yaochi's eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"It's probably equivalent to the old man's Zixiao Palace. Our brothers and sisters chat together in it, which is equivalent to a chat group."

"Understood." Yaochi nodded, and said again: "So that Li Xiaoyao and us are not in the same world, right?"

"How do you know?" Chu Yi asked curiously.

"There is no human race in Honghuang who can dress like him." Yaochi smiled lightly and held Chu Yi's face with his slender bare hands: "But you, you share such a big secret with me, so you are not afraid that I will harm you? In the future, you can’t hide things in your heart like this.”

"Strange, you are my sister, or my wife, what can I not tell you?"

"You still know that I'm your wife and senior sister!" It's okay if you don't say anything, but when you say Yaochi, she gets angry, she grabs Chu Yi's ear, and hums: "Look at the poem you sang in the evening , is it plausible?"

"It hurts, it hurts, it's outrageous, it's outrageous." Chu Yi bared his teeth in pain, how could every sister-line woman know this trick?

It's really puzzling.

"Next time it's better to just talk about it. You and I are a husband and wife, so there is no need to beat around the bush." ​​Yaochi let go of his swollen ears and rubbed them distressedly: "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore, sister, I was wrong."

"Stupid." Yaochi rolled his eyes, showing all kinds of charm.

"So, you really don't plan to write a good poem for your sister?" Yao Chi's beautiful eyes moved, shining with anticipation.

"Uh, then how should I chant?" Chu Yi thought to himself, could he not escape the fate of being a Wenchaogong after all?

In fact, he resisted.

"Just chant Buzhou Mountain."

Chu Yi stood up and paced squarely in the room.After thinking about it carefully, his eyes lit up.

"My lady, I have it!"

"Oh? Write it quickly!" Yao Chi looked at Chu Yi expectantly. From the last crooked poem, she saw her husband's literary talent. The combination of those poems seemed strange, but after careful consideration, the Every single sentence is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

I just don't know why my husband always likes to hide his clumsiness.

"Ahem!" Chu Yi cleared his throat.

"Listen up!" He acted boldly again.

"It looks dark from a distance, thin on the top and thick on the bottom. One day it will be adjusted, the thin on the bottom will be thick on the top."

Yaochi's phoenix eyes instantly lost their highlight.

"What are you going to do?" Chu Yi looked at the approaching Yaochi, backed away in horror, and shouted: "Sister, Senior Sister, Madam, Madam, have something to say! No! Don't"

Chapter 18 Universal Merit System

Not to mention the process and details of how the little Xuanxian boy was ravaged by Zhunsheng's big sister, but just talking about the result, Chu Yi slept on his stomach all night.

Without him, anyone whose butt was beaten would be able to squat on a roadside pole to spy on a red light.

Sleeping on the stomach is also extremely uncomfortable, Yaochi is by his side, no matter what you say, you won't leave, and you have to say that there is no need to be shy between husband and wife, Chu Yi was so angry that he almost cried, and he was too embarrassed to tell the truth.

In short, it is right that sleeping on the stomach is uncomfortable anyway, and I understand everything.

Waking up in the morning, with dark circles under his eyes, Chu Yi looked at Sister Yaochi who was lying on her side and staring at him with grief and resentment.

Immortals don't have dark circles under their eyes. In order to highlight his own misery, Chu Yi deliberately made black circles around his eyes.

He decided not to speak for now, just stared at Yao Chi, secretly started to communicate with the system in his mind.

"Crooked? System, come out!" Chu Yi was incompetent and furious, and vented his anger on System Jiang.

"Student Tiandi, please don't take your anger out on the system. Also, please call me a classmate. The system means cute. You got angry at your wife for bronchitis. It's not appropriate to vent your anger on me, right?"

"Forget it, oh, I'm so mad!" Chu Yi was in a grief-stricken mood, and the protagonist of "The Three of Us" was only short of having a pencil in his hand that could make him fall on the Berlin city defense map.

"Comrade System, can you build a merit exchange system in the chat group?" Chu Yi didn't want to call System classmate, so he changed a word on his own initiative.

"Yes, Comrade Tiandi can also bind the merit system to the sect or country that enshrines the God of the Emperor, just like the three religions. The system changed its words in good faith, and by the way, it also made suggestions for Comrade Tiandi."

"How to say?"

"For example, members of the sect bound to the merit system can gain merit by doing good deeds, and all the merit will be drawn by you, the system said."

"Can I add a decree to this system?"

"What? The system is waiting for your order."

"It's not just good deeds. If a subordinate does something evil, a part of the merit of the superior will be deducted."

"Why? The system asked in puzzlement."

"Rewards and punishments are the right way, so that everyone can fully investigate and deal with evil deeds within their jurisdiction in order not to be deducted from their own merits." Chu Yi explained.

"Yes, Comrade Host's idea is reasonable, and the system supports it."

Chu Yi continued to ask, "Then do those who produce merit have ownership and control over the merit?"

"You are the emperor of heaven, if you say yes, then you have it; if you say no, it's okay to draw [-]% of it."