After I Indecently Destroyed Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

After dinner, Wen Yi went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation again, and Bi Fu felt much more at ease. The situation in Jiangnan is getting worse and worse recently. slightly better.

Ji Yan led Ji Pingan to stand in front of the palace gate. Seeing Wen Yi walking away in front of him, Ji Pingan pulled Ji Yan's sleeve, "Brother, you said you want to teach me something else, what is it?"

"You'll find out later."

It has been a month since Ji Ping'an came to Linxian Palace, and he is nourished with various medicinal foods every day, and now he can see a lot of meat.

Sure enough, as Ji Yan expected, Ji Pingan became more and more refined after opening it. I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Ji Pingan seemed to be a little taller.

The most important thing is that Ji Ping'an is now ten years old, and he runs around with him all day long, and he doesn't look good. It's time to learn something seriously.

As a modern enlightened parent, Ji Yan still attaches great importance to cultivating children's interests, "Ping An, do you want to learn Chinese or martial arts?"

"Practice martial arts."

Ji Pingan answered without hesitation, as if he had already thought about it.

"If you practice martial arts, you still have to be literate and can't count. If you practice Chinese, you can't be helpless."

Having said that, Ji Yan, a powerless person, felt a little guilty, "So I asked you whether to practice literature or martial arts, just to let you choose a preference, not a complete preference."

Hearing this, Ji Ping'an rolled his eyes, "Ping'an knows."

Seeing that Ping An really understood, Ji Yan led him to the backyard of the West Wing.

Screening away the left and right palace people, Ji Yan solemnly said to Ji Pingan: "Since you have chosen to practice martial arts, then I have a special skill of the Ji family to teach you today!"

Ji Pingan knelt down with a "duang", jumping Ji Yan, "What are you doing! When have I ever had someone kneel before me!"

"Ping'an will study hard and never disappoint Ji's mastery!"

The corner of Ji Yan's mouth twitched, he pulled Ji Pingan up, touched Ji Pingan's head, and said guiltily: "Ping An, it's just a set of exercises for strengthening the body, it doesn't have to be like this."

After all, the third broadcast gymnastics for elementary and middle school students in the country - Dancing Youth, is not a unique skill that can dominate the martial arts...

"One two three four five six seven eight, two two three four five six seven eight, three two three four five six..."

This set of exercises has been done for 12 years, and Ji Yan still almost remembers it now, but it took more than half an hour to teach it this time, and finally it was dark, Bai Lu came over and told them to go back to the main hall to take a bath, and the two people told each other. a paragraph.

I don't know if it was because he was tired, but that night Ji Yan slept extremely hard, and when he was woken up by Ding Dong in the early morning of the next morning, he was still dazed, as if he hadn't woken up.

Because Ping An is about to officially start learning things, Ji Yan made an agreement with Ji Pingan last night that if he wants to learn martial arts in the future, he must work hard to grow taller, so from today onwards, Ji Pingan can't get up early and follow them to sell The buns are gone.

Although Ji Pingan was reluctant, he obediently agreed.

Several people had already sold steamed stuffed buns for a day yesterday, so they were familiar with the process. They opened the door on time at the exact moment, and the number of steamed stuffed buns was still the same as yesterday.

Because the reputation has already been spread yesterday, today's steamed stuffed buns are selling very well. When I opened the door, I saw a lot of young men surrounded outside, and some of them were carrying book boxes. They were obviously the book boys of the young master of the Imperial College.

"Open the door!"

"I can already smell the aroma of steamed stuffed buns, bring me two shredded pork with preserved vegetables!"

"I want five sauerkraut buns and five fresh meat buns!"

"..."

There was a lot of noise outside, and Ji Yan was a little surprised when he saw this. Although he had thought that the sales would be better today than yesterday, he never expected that the next day would have the same effect.

"Everyone lined up in three rows, which is fair to everyone, and they are all on a first-come, first-served basis!"

"What's the line! Boss, I'm in a hurry! The master's house is waiting!"

As a result, before he could speak on this side, the other people on the other side quickly grabbed the head of the team.

"What prestige is it that your master is waiting to eat?"

"The boss has already said, first come, first served, what do you mean, can't you jump in line?"

"..."

If it wasn't for Gu Yu's aura to be strong enough, it wouldn't be easy to provoke, and some people might have to make a fuss.

"Isn't he just a bun seller? Do you know who my master is? Just wait until the door closes!"

Wow!What a statement that does not conform to the core values ​​of socialism.

Hearing these words, Ji Yan wasn't angry at all, but felt a little funny instead.He really wanted to know who the master of his family was, who disciplined the servants like this.

There were so many people here today, they couldn't take a break for a quarter of an hour. After working for an hour, they sold out the steamed stuffed buns.

"Boss, why don't you prepare more?"

"Yeah, I cried for a long time when I didn't buy my girl yesterday. I promised her that I would buy it for her today, but I didn't expect it to disappear again!"

"Yesterday, my husband happened to be opening for business. I bought two sauerkrauts and brought them back. How delicious! Today I waited here early in the morning, so I bought them."

"Yeah, business is so good, let's do more!"

"..."

No matter what the tone is, these people really want to eat, and it is really annoying to wait in line for a long time without buying.But now the steamed stuffed bun shop has limited manpower, Ji Yan really can't do more, he still has Zhuangzi's work to do!

After getting out of the steamed stuffed bun shop, Ji Yan went non-stop to Dazhuangzi, his [-]-acre field.

Minister of the Ministry of Industry personally brought three craftsmen, and had already begun to look at the soil quality.

Ji Yan was really a little embarrassed, so he took out the steamed stuffed buns he specially prepared, shared some among the adults, and expressed his apologies.

When Han Zhongmao saw this steamed stuffed bun, he didn't think it was a novelty, "Is this the steamed stuffed bun that the prime minister has eaten?"

Ji Yan didn't expect Master Han to know this, so he couldn't help laughing, "It's indeed the buns. The younger generation has opened a bun shop across the street from the Guozijian. You adults can try it."

An adult heard the words and said: "Piaoxiang Baozi Shop was originally opened by Mr. Ji, no wonder it is so different."

"Have you been there?"

"Gouzi is studying in the Imperial Academy. When he came back for dinner yesterday, he said that there is a bun shop across the street from the Imperial Academy. The decoration is very novel, and the buns are even more delicious."

"Thank you, Mr. Ling, for your face, but the delicacy of the world is something that you appreciate."

After a few people exchanged a few simple greetings, they decided on the orientation and location of the dormitory building.

Whether it was the initial site selection or the subsequent construction, these records were not well understood, and the full authority was handed over to several adults. After confirming the drawings, they decided not to interfere too much.

A total of 120 workers came, and Ji Yan recruited them all, and saw two beggars inside.

There are only a few beggars in the imperial city, and Ji Yan happened to have seen these two, and they were the two that Ji Pingan said were more honest.

The other party seemed to remember him too, and was a little surprised to see him, but immediately gave him a solid kowtow, and continued to work after the kowtow, without saying a word, which made Ji Yan a pretty good impression.

Afterwards, he might not have time to come here often, so he arranged for Gu Yu to come and see from time to time. If someone caused trouble, Gu Yu would also deal with it.

Ji Yan also had some plans of his own, and after turning around, he said to Gu Yu, "Pay more attention to the workers here, and if any of them perform better, please let me know when the time comes."

"Ok."

After dealing with these things, it was almost noon, Ji Yan was very hungry, but he still rushed back.Sure enough, when he saw Ji Pingan waiting for them in front of the palace gate, he looked at his brother like a stone, motionless.

After taking a comfortable nap, Ji Yan went out of the palace again, and asked Gu Yu to lead him all the way to see his [-] mu of territory, and inspected it carefully.

The final result can be imagined, except Da, Ji Yan couldn't see anything, and in the end he was exhausted.

When eating in the afternoon, Wen Yi came over on time again, Ji Yan specially went to the system mall to buy two tomatoes, and asked Sun Sheng to make tomato egg soup.

At the end of the meal, Ji Yan tentatively said, "Living in the palace is still a bit inconvenient. I'm going in and out all day, so I'm afraid it will attract gossip."

Wen Yi understood what he meant, and was silent for a while before finally speaking, "If you like Yanyan, it's not impossible to move out of the palace."

At this moment, Ji Yan actually saw a look of pitifulness in his eyes, but he didn't say much after all.

Ever since Linxian Palace had palace servants, Ji Yan lived a life of taking a bath every day with peace of mind, but washing his hair was really troublesome for a big man like him.

When I was in high school, there was a girl in my class who washed her hair once a week, and was ridiculed by her classmates for this. Now that Ji Yan rubbed her long hair, she suddenly understood.

Washing your hair is a lot harder than you think.If it wasn't because he was used to washing his hair frequently, he really couldn't bear the stickiness, and he would want to wash it once a week.

I've heard people say that if you go to bed without drying your hair, you'll get migraines, but Dachu doesn't have a hairdryer or electricity, and Ji Yan is really sleepy, so he went to bed when he was almost dry.

After wearing the book, Ji Yan's sleep quality is always very good, even with wet hair, he fell asleep quickly, and he felt his head was warm when he was half asleep, as if a pair of big hands were massaging him.

Ji Yan soon fell into a warm dream.

The steaming steamer, the white and tender buns, the customers coming and going, the fragments of firecrackers spread all over the front of the store...

Perhaps because the scene was so familiar, Ji Yan soon realized that it was a dream.But Ji Yan couldn't control his body, and in his dream he replayed the opening scene of the steamed stuffed bun shop.

At this time, those young Guozijian students came out and chatted about punctuation marks.

"Be careful!"

I don't know if it's because this person is good-looking, but Ji Yan always remembers his name, Changqian.

As the name suggests, this person looks gentle and refined, but it's a pity that he is too mature and lacks a little youthful air, and that boy still doesn't appreciate it in his dream.

"Tch, why are you reminding me kindly? I think he is old-fashioned. Last time, Qi Rui and the others were just jogging in the street, or because they were in a hurry, it somehow got to that person's ears, and each of them was fined [-] yuan. board!"

"Changqian and Qi Rui are much more familiar than you, so there's no need for you to feel bad here! Besides, running around the city should be punished."

"Horse racing in downtown..." Ji Yan murmured, the next moment his perspective suddenly changed, he stood outside the Piaoxiang bun shop, and saw him with long brown hair passing buns to people in the shop.

Now he seemed to be an outsider, and people passing by passed through his body again and again, but he didn't feel it at all.

"Horse racing in the busy city, somehow it got to that person's ears..."

After saying this, he suddenly felt himself being blown up by a gust of wind, and when he stood still, there was a pile of books in his arms. Ji Yan suddenly raised his head and saw the familiar street.

The next moment, there was a sound of horseshoes from the street on the left. The leader immediately sat a young man, dressed in a black suit, his face could not be seen clearly, so he galloped over.

Even though he knew it was a dream, Ji Yan still woke up suddenly, sitting on the bed panting.

"Horse racing in downtown, twenty battles..."

He sighed, unable to explain what he was feeling for a while.After a long time, Ji Yan sighed lightly, "I didn't expect it to be because of me."

Ji Yan fell on the bed, the wooden bed was very hard, and it hurt him a little.

"Ding dong."

[Host good evening! 】

The tone was still vivid, like a naughty child, but Ji Yan had no intention of talking to it.

"Did you do it?"

He didn't believe that the dream could be so coincidental that it happened to make him dream of these two interrelated things.And the only one who can arrange this coincidence is Ding Dong.

【Yes. 】

"why?"

[There are some things you need to know. 】

"What do you want me to know?"

"What can this prove? Does it prove that he likes me? This is at the feet of the emperor. As a ruler, he should be punished for running around the city?"

For some reason, Ji Yan was a little angry, and he couldn't tell why he was angry, probably because he didn't want his thoughts to be interfered with in such a way.

This dream and everything that happened in this dream was passively accepted by him, just like when he came to this world, no one asked him if he wanted to.

Ding Dong didn't speak for a while, and after a while, Ji Yan also calmed down: "He likes me, right? The kind of liking I want to sleep with."

【may be. 】

This was the first time Ding Dong gave such an ambiguous answer, and Ji Yan further confirmed his guess all along.

"You're not artificial intelligence at all, are you?"

Ji Yan didn't give it time to answer, "Go down first, I'm going to sleep."

There was a moment of silence in my mind, and then a familiar prompt sounded.

【drop. 】

Ji Yan lay on the bed, hugging his own pillow, and didn't fall asleep for a long time.

He didn't notice that his long brown hair was spread out on the pillow, very smooth, without a trace of moisture.I didn't notice that the moonlight came in gently from outside the window, and the small piece that was missing lightly outlined a corner of the clothes.