[Comprehensive] Male gods don't want to fall in love

Is it the original body and the wish has not been fulfilled?

Di Xin guessed that there was only one reason.

He thought about it for a while, and thought about the process of the original body Fu Yancheng's death in Lanruo Temple from beginning to end, and confirmed that the original body had no resentment towards Nie Xiaoqian, Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia in his heart. He didn't know what point he hadn't done for the original body, so he simply put these thoughts aside.

The boat is naturally straight when it reaches the bridge, too much effort is not a good thing. In the last world, didn't he fulfill Fa Hai's wish without knowing anything?

Thinking about it from another angle, isn't it good to spend more time in this world and accumulate more merit?

He simply let go of the crossed legs in meditation, and leaned on the elbow of his left hand as a support, lying halfway on the boulder, while his right hand rested lightly on the boulder in front of his chest, knocking repeatedly.

No matter in this world or his wealthy businessmen, people always have to be divided into three, six, and nine classes.

People with authority can always do much more than ordinary people without power or power.

In all fairness, Di Xin felt that the original path that Fu Yancheng took was actually very good.

Books, knowledge, and culture are no longer the private property of the royal family and aristocrats. Even a poor man can go straight to the top of the sky with his hard work and talent.Even if he didn't have the ten years of hard study of scriptures left in Fu Yancheng's mind, Di Xin still felt that it was much easier to become a powerful person in this world than to be a wealthy businessman owned by intellectual aristocrats.

With a decision in mind, Di Xin decided without much difficulty to continue the imperial examination journey that his original body, Fu Yancheng, had not yet completed.

Different from Fu Yancheng who wanted to change his lowly status and embarrassing life, he took this path again for his original body, just to be a "good official" and accumulate countless merits.

As an official, if you promote more suggestions and measures that are beneficial to people's livelihood, you can help thousands of people at one time. How can you accumulate more merit than being a monk who stops and stops and draws his sword to help when he sees injustice?

With the hammer in his heart, Di Xin immediately got up from the boulder, straightened his clothes, and prepared to go back to his original home, Fu Yancheng's home, Pujiang County, a small county under the jurisdiction of Jinhua.

Pujiang County is surrounded by mountains and rivers, not far from Lanruo Temple. Di Xin deliberately avoided people, shrunk to an inch, and found the home in Fu Yancheng's memory in the blink of an eye.

Just like in the memory left by the original body, the house was made of wood with only a small yard. The fence and gate outside the yard were compared with the broken windows and doors in Lanruo Temple. Not much better.

"squeak"

Pushing open the creaking courtyard door, Di Xin entered the courtyard. Before he could get close to the main hall door in the courtyard, he saw Fu Yancheng's mother opened the door from the back room and walked away holding the door frame. come out.

"But my son is back?"

The mother Qi in Yuanshen's memory, in order to provide for Yuanshen to go to school, embroidered all night and all night under the flickering candlelight.As time goes by, such a pair of peach blossom eyes that resemble the original body will naturally get worse and worse.

Up to now, her beautiful eyes seem to be filled with a thin layer of fog all day long, and she can't even see the road under her feet clearly. She can only hold on to the door frame and squint hard to see vaguely. A phantom.

Facing Yuanchen's mother, Di Xin didn't feel much discomfort.

From the emperor who held the power of the world, to the subjugated king who was forced into a desperate situation and lost the world, among them, he took too much light.

"mother."

He responded to Qi Shi, holding Qi Shi's arm, very naturally, only a little less sincere and eager than the original body.

The moment Di Xin took Qi's arm, Di Xin felt Qi's face approaching him, squinting his eyes, as if he wanted to see his eyes, nose and mouth clearly.

He didn't move, and let her watch, until she seemed to confirm her identity, and her soft eyebrows relaxed slowly, and then Di Xin frowned, "No one in the government said that the son Zhongzhi Yuan , Send money and land deeds? Why don't you buy more things?"

What Di Xin asked was also what the original Fu Yancheng wanted to ask when he got home with Yan Chixia, Ning Caichen, and Nie Xiaoqian alone, only to see the scene where his mother had committed suicide.

Township examination.

Once you are on the list, you will be the master of Juren.The land deeds and the monthly money are not the same as those in the scholar period.

What's more, the original body is still a Jieyuan.

Even if Yuanshen, the one who won the election, is dead, but with the land deed and salary just sent by the government, it should be enough for the rest of Qi's life.However, when the soul of the original body returned, what he saw was the scene of Qi's suicide by the bedside, clutching the land deeds and a bag of money tightly in his hands.

"Mother wants to wait for you to come back and tell her in person that you have become a Juren."

Qi's foggy eyes were unfocused, and the corners of his brows and mouth were filled with the gentle smile of Jiang Nanxiu Niang.

call

After all, Di Xin couldn't hold back, and sighed deeply in his heart.

He had already guessed that it would be such an answer.

In the first round of township examinations, a dozen or so candidates who had passed the list disappeared without a trace. Most of them may have encountered accidents, so how could there be no news about them.

Therefore, the Qi family died for her son Fu Yancheng.

When he died, he carried Fu Yancheng's last glory in his hand.

Probably, the original Fu Yancheng also knew about it, but he just didn't want to know, so he could only hate Nie Xiaoqian more and more, and vent his anger on Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen more and more.

After helping Mrs. Qi back into the room, and talking about his future plans with Mrs. Qi, Di Xin took the land deed and silver from Mrs. Mrs. Qi, and used "himself" to solve the identity of Yuan and Juren among Juren. For convenience, I went to the county government to ask someone to rent out the land in my hand.

By the way, he also used the newly received rent and previous salary to buy a neater and cleaner mansion, and moved in with the Qi family.I just tidied up the wooden house I used to live in, which was still blown by the wind in winter, and used it as a study dedicated to reading and reviewing in the future.

The dilapidated house is probably only remote enough to allow people to completely avoid the hustle and bustle of people coming and going, which is not a good advantage.

At this time, the rural examination in mid-August had just ended, and it was still in early September, and there were only five months before the Spring Festival in February of the next year.

Even if Di Xin can travel thousands of miles a day with his own cultivation, he doesn't need to deduct the extra time spent on the road. In less than five months, he has never learned any poems in such a strange world, which is completely different from Yin Shang. It is still too short for those who read the book.

So, when he was actually sitting in front of those desks full of unfamiliar poems, books and scriptures, Di Xin had to feel lucky

At least, he doesn't have to learn little by little, from scratch.What he needs is to compare the books and memories left by the original body, and to integrate the knowledge that has been left in his mind bit by bit.

Comparing the two compartments, this is really too easy.

In December, it snowed outside the window.

Except for the necessary rest that must be shown in front of Qi, during these three months, Di Xin hardly let go of the book.Until today, he has digested all the knowledge left by the original body.

Writing down the last insight in the memory of the original body on the paper, Di Xin put down the pen in his hand, looked up at the snow outside the window, and his mind suddenly drifted away

If it is said that when he first came to this world, his impression of the original Fu Yancheng was only on the words "quite a powerful scholar", then after three months, his understanding of Fu Yancheng There has been a huge change.

Probably, some people are born with that kind of talent, and they are destined to stand in a position that others cannot reach.

Di Xin never doubted this.

It's like he always felt that if he was born, he should be king, even if he was defeated.Just like Fa Hai in the previous life, he is a disciple of Buddha, and he should become a Buddha immediately in his birth.

This Fu Yancheng is probably what the world calls "Wenqu Xingxia", and he should be a famous official who assists the country and helps the righteousness.

Perhaps, at this time, Fu Yancheng was still sticking to the current affairs. He entered the imperial examination and entered the court as an official just for money and power. However, looking at Fu Yancheng's views on historical policies, economics and administration throughout the ages, it is not difficult for Di Xin to get a glimpse of them. There are some clues.

He may not be a wise king, but he must be a wise and qualified emperor.

Where did the dispute between imperial power and civil rights come from in ancient times?

It is nothing more than that the emperor wants the power that no one dares to violate, and the people want to have enough food and clothing to live and work in peace and contentment.

In fact, this is not an irreconcilable contradiction.

Ordinary people, as long as they have enough food and clothing to live and work in peace and contentment, they will not care who sits on the throne, and they will even be grateful to the emperor who made them live and work in peace.Therefore, naturally no one would dare to offend the authority of the emperor.

But there is one more variable.

Third-party nobles in imperial power and civil power.

With the nobility, after that, the top cannot reach, and the bottom cannot listen.Then, conflicts arose.

Unlike those scholars who either blindly agree with the authority of the emperor, or blindly ridicule "the rich man's wine and meat stink", the original Fu Yancheng has enough political sensitivity. , A sharp weapon to weigh Chao Gang.

It is necessary to be beneficial to the imperial power, but also to benefit the people's livelihood, and to make the aristocrats of the family willing to create a peaceful and prosperous world. Yuanshen has some thoughts in his heart, even though at this time, in the eyes of the emperor Di Xin, it is still a little naive , but given time to grow, he may not be unable to find a way to check and balance the three parties.

As an emperor, an extremely proud emperor, Di Xin seldom feels sorry for another person's talent.But now, as he watched the snow falling one by one in front of him and melting into a wider plain of whiteness one by one, it was extremely rare for him to sigh for the original body's death.

"Heng Zhi rested so early today?"

The door outside the house was pushed open, Di Xin withdrew his gaze from the window, followed the sound, and saw Mrs. Qi being supported by a newly bought maid, squinting, faintly seeing that he was not holding the scriptures in his hands, and relaxed His brows and eyes instantly revealed a smile.

"Mother, you are not in good health, and it's cold in winter, why didn't you listen to persuasion and came here to bring me meals in person?"

Or it was really that when you were young, you not only broke your eyes, but also your body, or it was the time when Qi Shi died in the memory of the original body, which was not far from the day of Li Qi's death, and it was just winter , Qi's body quickly weakened.

"My mother is afraid that you will be like my mother, and your body will be ruined. Now my mother can walk a few steps, so I can persuade you. In the future, my mother will not be able to walk, and I will have no chance to persuade you."

He asked the little maid beside him to put down the food box, and when Qi Shi was helped by the little maid again, he didn't plan to wait any longer, so he prepared to leave.

It was freezing in the small wooden house, and the little maid couldn't stand it, let alone the Qi family who couldn't stand the cold.not to mention

What's more, she never thought of disturbing her "son"'s study and his future too much, but she just wanted to look at her "son" more while she was still able to move.Otherwise, she was always worried that she would never have the chance to see it again.

"I'll send it to you."

Gathering the heavy cloak on his shoulders, Di Xin took Qi's other hand and sent her and the little maid to the gate of the courtyard.

He stood at the gate of the courtyard and watched for a long time, and saw that the little maid was holding Qi Shi half in her arms, blocking most of the cold wind for Qi Shi, gradually disappearing, and then turned around.

With half a foot in the yard, Di Xin was just about to enter the yard when he glanced casually, but suddenly saw a mass of plain white curled up in the corner in front of his yard that almost completely melted into the snow.

The author has something to say: Di Xin: Is it too late for the widow to pretend not to see it? ? ?Waiting online, very urgent.

Cough cough, after a while, the original body should also be a male god.

Then, about the vixen, I re-read Strange Tales from Liaozhai Studio, and found that the author really likes vixen, and most of the vixen authors like it. Thinking that the vixen in the article may be regarded as black, so the author thought about it, and did not Hesitantly decided to be an original vixen

Thank you Qiankun for throwing a mine