The little thing that Jinjiang men wore to the starting point

In three months, what can Zhuo Yan do?Waiting for death is certainly not his style, but in this extremely passive situation, Zhuo Yan can only wait helplessly.

Wait, wait for the information that he can confirm. If it doesn't work, just pick one at random. After all, if you don't choose, you will die, and if you choose, you will have a chance to survive.

Invited out every day as a routine, Zhuo Yan resisted the urge to kill violently. Don't doubt, Zhuo Yan, who has experienced the cruel world of online games, is now basically calm about life and death.

What's more, listening to that group of people moaning there every day without illness, singing songs about wine, and popping out a line of poetry that seems familiar when there is nothing to do.In fact, this is not very bad, the bad thing is that the people around who don't know the origin of this sentence immediately clapped their hands and applauded, and the painful performance made him really unbearable.

But no matter how uncomfortable and how much he wanted to explode, the current Zhuo Yan could only choose to endure.

The situation can only make him like this, there is no other way.

What's even more speechless is that there are even more amazing ones. Su Chongwen and Shang Qingzhong just used a little bit of modern concepts to annotate the new concepts in the Confucian classics. The people shouted that there is no worthless man under the great name!

The Empress happily called the two into the palace to receive the reward.

Of course, these soy saucers of course also have to support the scene.

Perhaps Shang Qingzhong had the idea of ​​taking the original owner as a younger brother, and his performance was too much, which caused Shang Qingzhong to be drunk now. He was discussing who would take Shang Qingzhong back, and then he just ignored Zhuo Yan's thoughts and decided to Zhuo Yan took Shang Qingzhong back, anyway, it went smoothly.

Follow your hair?One east of the city and one west of the city.

Although Zhuo Yan didn't dislike this situation, but seeing Shang Qingzhong's unrestrained and unrestrained appearance, not even bringing a servant, he had a tendency to want to abuse him.In fact, it was also a rule set by the empress, non-invited literati were not allowed to enter the venue, so the servants could only wait outside, and it was cold at night, Shang Qingzhong always appeared as a gentleman, so he sent his servants back.

Taking advantage of no one, Zhuo Yan pinched his chin: "You'd better not vomit."

Shang Qingzhong opened his squinted eyes slightly and looked at Zhuo Yan in a daze, his cold face turned red from drunkenness, Zhuo Yan immediately let go of the hand pinching his chin: "I'll take you back."

Shang Qing closed his eyes again and let Zhuo Yan drag him.

In fact, Zhuo Yan had this idea when he pulled Shang Qing up again. He shook his fist, and there was indeed something different from before. Zhuo Yan didn't know if his guess was right, so he temporarily put down this idea .

Let the servant pull the carriage over, and under the surprised eyes of the servant, Shang Qingzhong was half pushed and half hugged into the carriage by himself, and then Shang Qingzhong was thrown into the carriage mercilessly.

"Master, you..." The Ding family stared dumbfounded at the young master who usually seemed extremely polite.

Zhuo Yan looked at the servant's expression and knew that he had acted too much, but this was also the result of his efforts to restrain himself. The servant was still surprised, and he had no choice: "In case of emergency, take emergency measures."

The servant seemed to understand, but Zhuo Yan approached the carriage, and said to the servant who was still ignorant: "Go to the Shang mansion first, and send Brother Shang back." Then he put down the curtain of the carriage.

Looking back at Shang Qingzhong still lying drunk on the soft cushion, Zhuo Yan squinted his eyes and took a closer look.He stepped forward suddenly, and lifted Shang Qingzhong's messy long hair while kneeling halfway.

Shang Qingzhong's body froze inconceivably when Zhuo Yan's icy fingers touched him due to the cold night.

Zhuo Yan curled up his lips viciously, but his tone was still confused: "...the person known as the reincarnation of Wenquxing is actually no different..."

The hand caressed wantonly on his face, sketching: "I really don't know how the brain grows, how is it so smart?"

Shang Qingzhong, why don't you pretend?Modern people can still get drunk if they drink Dabaikai? !Zhuo Yan had long thought that he was a little abnormal these days, and these traversers were afraid that another fellow countryman might come, so they came here to test him out.

Of course, don't blame Zhuo Yan for not taking advantage of him when he delivers it to your door.

It's not easy for Shang Qingzhong to give Zhuo Yan a reaction, and Zhuo Yan doesn't need his reaction. After touching it, his finger suddenly pressed Shang Qingzhong's pale lips: "But it's really pretty, even better than the oiran in Goulanyuan. .”

Zhuo Yan clearly saw Shang Qing's heavy Adam's apple suddenly rolled.

In this era, there is actually another place that suits Zhuo Yan's taste, that is, literati are mainly elegant and romantic, and the love between men can be regarded as an elegant thing.

So what he did was not too much.

It's just that I don't know if the traverser Shang Qing's center of gravity was struck by lightning.

Playing with Shang Qingzhong's hair again, he sent Shang Qingzhong home smoothly, but when he pulled the man Shang Qingzhong out of the car, he accidentally slipped his hand, and when he was about to catch Shang Qingzhong, he turned into a hand. He patted Shang Qingzhong's buttocks.

That trace of sound was especially obvious in the silent night.

Shang Qingzhong's whole body was numb by Zhuo Yan's slap, he just missed revealing the fact that he was not drunk.

But Zhuo Yan didn't care what Shang Qing was thinking about, Zhuo Yan returned Shang Qing to the merchant as if nothing had happened.

He went back happily, but Zhuo Yan still had a headache.

Shang Qingzhong and Su Chongwen are in balance, and there is no way for him to know who is the protagonist between the two of them?

Zhuo Yan thought again, could it be another known time traveler, but Zhuo Yan looked at Xu Yu's appearance and thought about his usual actions, he felt like it, but didn't feel like it.

The main reason is that Zhuo Yan is very hard right now. He already knows that it is the setting of group wear, but he doesn't know what the theme is, whether it is the farming style, the hegemony style, or... the romantic style?

In fact, it is very easy to confirm, as long as the theme is determined, it will be fine to sum up the style of those people. The problem comes here. After all, he still doesn't know what the theme is!

On the second day, because Su Chongwen and Shang Qingzhong added annotations to the Confucian classics, the empress thought about it and decided to hold an exchange meeting to meet friends through literature. Although she is alive, but has a reputation as a literati, she welcomes her like an empress.

The hard-working Zhuo Yan watched Su Chongwen plagiarized another poem clearly at the scene, thinking to himself what kind of major did he study before, or did he say he was cheating?Did you bring a book with you? ...or flow with you?

Zhuo Yan's scalp started to tingle when he thought about it, but he still had to show admiration on his expression, words of praise slipped out of his mouth like a jingle, and finally he pretended to be addicted to shaking his head and recited the song plagiarized by Su Chongwen poetry.

"Good poems! Good poems!" I still have to admire, every time Zhuo Yan gets to this kind of time, he feels so sick to his stomach, but is there any way to change his current situation? !No!

Seeing Su Chongwen's unusually coquettish smile, but still couldn't help but a smug look flashed across his face, Zhuo Yan's stomach hurts, and it wasn't you, Su Chongwen, why are you so proud?

But in this way, Zhuo Yan really felt that going on like this was not an option.

After finishing the compliment, Zhuo Yan immediately left. Anyway, one more person is not too many, and one less person is not too many. Seeing those people still pressing hard on the two traversers, Zhuo Yan continued to remain speechless to the sky.

While walking, he politely declined those people's invitations and went to Bogu Lunjin's invitation. Finally, Zhuo Yan finally found a place with few people in the party held by the empress. Zhuo Yan directly found a place and sat cross-legged. Take a long breath.

Zhuo Yan still planned to rest for a while, but the development of things never seemed to stop for Zhuo Yan'an. This place is quite remote, but it is just suitable for some people who want to do certain things. For example, this place is very suitable Bullying.

"I said you, this person who can't even write characters, what are you doing to make do?!" Zhuo Yan suddenly felt like being bombarded, because he couldn't write characters in this world either.

Turning his head away, Ye Zhiqiu just put down the porcelain cup in his hand, that face with regular features, which didn't match his girl's name at all, was still very calm.

Zhuo Yan reckoned that he must be used to this state of being hit wherever he went, seeing his calm look, he put down the porcelain cup and then slowly raised his eyes to look at the person coming.

"Her Majesty the Empress asked me to come." His tone was cold, but just this one sentence made the person who wanted to give him a cock suddenly speechless.

"You should tell Her Majesty the Empress about this."

But if the one who finds fault is so easily defeated, it is not for fault finding.This guy was Zhao Fulu who was next to Lin Quzhong that day, his surname was Zhao, and he knew from the name that he was a relative of the royal family.

Zhao Fulu sneered after thinking about it: "Do you still think of yourself as something?"

Zhao Fulu was determined to let Ye Zhiqiu suffer in front of him, this guy actually stole his limelight in front of Ruoshui!You have to know how much effort he spent to get Ruoshui, the top stunner.

Thinking of Ruoshui's bright eyes and flowing water, willow-like slender waist, and that towering and undulating Jade Rabbit, and his skin as white as fat, Zhao Fulu swallowed, that vixen was reincarnated!

"..." Ye Zhiqiu would be stupid if he really answered this sentence.

Seeing that Ye Zhiqiu didn't speak, Zhao Fulu began to attack him from a different angle: "Do you really think that His Majesty intends to invite you here? If His Majesty didn't see you as a remnant of the Ye family..."

"Shut up." Ye Zhiqiu's face changed, but he quickly returned to normal: "You and I can guess what His Majesty is thinking."

"Oh! I can only use this sentence." Zhao Fulu also felt bored. Although he verbally took advantage of Ye Zhiqiu, it obviously couldn't satisfy his desire to suppress Ye Zhiqiu severely.

Zhuo Yan thought for a while, then coughed suddenly, stood up and walked towards the two of them: "Huh... is it Young Master?"

"long time no see!"

Zhao Fulu's expression turned soft in an instant, and he smiled gracefully: "So it's Brother Zhuo?" There is still a stake in the relationship, so it's just a play on the spot.

However, Zhuo Yan has fame and fame, so when we meet each other, we still have to treat Zhuo Yan according to the rules stipulated by the etiquette law. After all, the empress values ​​literature, so...it is a bit tragic for people like him, with noble status, but we still have to treat these people People are polite.

Zhuo Yan politely returned the salute, and did not speak for a while, first glanced at Ye Zhiqiu, and found that Ye Zhiqiu had lowered his head long ago, and poured himself a glass of wine, saying that it was wine, Zhuo Yan tasted it just now, and it seemed like a white wine.

Hasn't the traveler invented the spirit of burning knives yet?

"What are you talking about? So happy?" Zhuo Yan asked pretending to be ignorant.

Zhao Fulu barely blurted out who is in love with this vulgar man?Fortunately, his reason is still there, and he said blankly: "It's nothing, oh yes!" After a pause, he smiled at Zhuo Yan very apologetically: "I forgot, I still have something to do, I'm leaving first."

Zhuo Yan understood that it was because Zhao Fulu was impatient and wanted to leave, so he just followed his will: "Go slowly, Young Master." He paused, as if looking forward to it: "We must chat next time!"

"Definitely, definitely!" Just turning around, as if thinking of something, he suddenly turned around and looked at Ye Zhiqiu: "Zitao, remember to come for the next hunt!"

Ye Zhiqiu ignored him and just poured another glass of wine for himself.

Zhao Fulu's complexion changed, he didn't expect Ye Zhiqiu to be so shameless, but he still said to Zhuo Yan, "Hehe, Zitao has such a temperament, sometimes I'm not sure." This is to find a way out for himself.

Zhuo Yan nodded, expressing that he understood, Zhao Fulu knew that he couldn't explain it clearly, and if he explained it again, it would be a bit self-deprecating, so he pursed his lips and left.

After he left, Zhuo Yan just stood there indifferently for a while, and found that Ye Zhiqiu had no intention of inviting him to sit down, so he took the initiative to sit beside him: "Brother Ye, why are you here alone?"

Ye Zhiqiu put down the porcelain cup and looked at him: "Aren't you the same?"

Zhuo Yan suddenly felt that the person who gave him the name of the watch really had a little flavor.Zi, of course it is reserved for handsome men, but as for this Tao, it is too obvious...

My mood turned, but the surface was still the same as usual: "Brother Ye, do you like martial arts so much?"

Ye Zhiqiu obviously didn't expect Zhuo Yan to talk to him, his facial expression remained indifferent, and he waited for two seconds before replying: "En."

However, he frowned. It is estimated that everyone who talked to him would mention this matter, which is not very pleasant.

Zhuo Yan let out a long voice, and then thought about it: "Actually, to tell you the truth, Brother Ye, Yan Pu is also very interested in Wu." Then he coughed in embarrassment.

"?" Ye Zhiqiu looked at him suspiciously: "Why?" He pondered over what Zhuo Yan said to him several times in his heart, because there was no need for Zhuo Yan to come and talk to him about these things.

Firstly, the two of them are not familiar with each other at all, and secondly, literati and poets all walk around him, and they will not 'collaborate' with him at all.

"Everyone has different preferences," Zhuo Yan said helplessly, "You have broken free from the shackles of the family, but people like me don't have that ability."

When Ye Zhiqiu heard what Zhuo Yan said, there was a smile in his eyes: "If these words are heard by those people," he took a sip of wine: "Your official position may not be guaranteed."

Zhuo Yan looked left and right: "There's no one here."

"I'm not human?" Ye Zhiqiu looked at him with a half-smile: "Brother Zhuo, you can't be so unrepentant."

"What's the matter?" Zhuo Yan was puzzled.

"No." Ye Zhiqiu may feel that he has said too much.

Zhuo Yan looked at Ye Zhiqiu for a while, and then slowly said a comment: "You are really a strange person."

Ye Zhiqiu shook his head, suddenly picked up the clean porcelain cup that was put aside, poured a cup for Zhuo Yan, and handed it to Zhuo Yan: "Please."

"Thank you." Zhuo Yan said, picked up the porcelain cup, drank it in one gulp, and sure enough, he opened his eyes again and frowned.

Ye Zhiqiu observed his expression: "Not good?"

"No, I just like tea." Zhuo Yan used a very common excuse.

"Oh." Then Ye Zhiqiu fell silent.

Zhuo Yan didn't know what to say, so he picked a few irrelevant words and talked to Ye Zhiqiu, and then waited for the end of the show with Ye Zhiqiu.

But Zhuo Yan noticed that there was a passionate gaze that kept going back and forth and looking at Ye Zhiqiu.

Looking at it according to the feeling, it was the guard standing beside the Empress. This guard was also strange, since the Empress had left, he was still standing there alone, but Zhuo Yan had sharp eyes and saw the mystery.

This guard is fair and has no Adam's apple.

Zhuo Yan clenched his fist in one hand and coughed, which was actually to cover up the smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Why?" Ye Zhiqiu may still have a good impression of him, after all, Zhuo Yan should also be regarded as the first literati to be polite to him?

Zhuo Yan withdrew his hand: "It's nothing."

But Zhuo Yan who went back thought a lot, this Ye Zhiqiu was obviously a smart person, he kept his secrets, and even the words on his watch had the meaning of... keeping a low profile.

Eyes flickering.

He seems to be sure of something, maybe none of the traversers are the protagonists.

But Zhuo Yan didn't dare to gamble.

You must know that this kind of thing is different from others, it is about life, even if Zhuo Yan's rationality points out that this person is the protagonist, he can't confirm it now.

Because, what if it wasn't?Wouldn't it be impossible to survive even three months?

Most people are like this, when encountering things, they are greedy for life and afraid of death. Zhuo Yan may not be afraid of death, but he absolutely does not allow himself to be played to death by the system like this.

After all, values ​​are different.

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