The little thing that Jinjiang men wore to the starting point

The two great talents in Beijing are about to publish a book!This blockbuster exploded in the capital, and immediately rumors spread, and the two fans began to fight to the death, why did you also deserve to publish a book?

But being disturbed by such a disturbance, Zhuo Yan didn't need to think about why Xu Yu was in a hurry to find Shang Qingzhong and Su Chongwen that day, maybe it was to publish a book for their plagiarized works.

Besides, the price is not cheap, and there is a tendency to ask for a copy, but even so, it cannot withstand the desire to buy those who love writing like their lives, or those who want to show off.

I have to say that this Xu Yu is quite good at doing business.

Not only that, he also directly hung a sign on the top of the books, announcing the sales volume of Su Chongwen's Anthology of Poetry and Shang Qing's Anthology of Poetry in black and white, stimulating the fans of the two to show their idols. Not the same as buying their collections.

At that level, it is almost like making people crazy, a group of demons dance around.

Of course, anyone who understands knows that the sales volume written on it must have been pumped out, otherwise, in terms of the level of happiness in this world, so few are ashamed of the emperor's order!

Speaking of the empress, I don't know whether the empress bought Shang Qingzhong, Su Chongwen, or both?If you really have a soft spot for someone, it's probably...

Of course, this is not what Zhuo Yan should think about, and he has no way to find out what the Empress is thinking.But Zhuo Yan looked at Xu Fuji... Oh, yes, the shop Xu Yu opened was called Xu Fuji, and Zhuo Yan was speechless for a while, the advertiser also went to another world.

Xu Fuji's threshold was almost broken.

Sighing, holding the collection of two people in his hands, the corners of Zhuo Yan's mouth continued to twitch wordlessly.No way, according to the personality of the original owner, he would try his best to get these two books for a visit.

If you don't want to continue to be spied on, you can only be the normal original owner.Whether it's easy to wear it or not, Zhuo Yan already has the urge to kill several times on such a worthless body.

But thinking of what he didn't do, he endured it again.

Drilling into a place with few people, and walking to the side of the alley, something happened that Zhuo Yan never imagined happened, he bumped into the empress, the empress disguised as a man.

Of course, it's not the kind of collision, it's just recognition from a long distance. It's only the real protagonist who has physical contact with the empress.

There is no way, this routine is in the starting point, most of them are like this, Zhuo Yan can only imitate the thinking of the starting point author to infer.

You want to ask how Zhuo Yan miraculously recognized the Empress?You must know that the original owner only met the empress twice, plus the two times Zhuo Yan saw, the number of times can be counted on the fingers of one hand, but Zhuo Yan still recognized the empress disguised as a man.

No way, Zhao Yao's aura is still very strong, especially when the original owner knelt on the ground and looked up at the face of the empress, this memory was deep in the original owner's memory, so Zhuo Yan was very clear when he accepted the memory.

It's just that I didn't see the pores of the empress clearly.

The empress had a good background, and she would look handsome to ordinary young masters when she disguised herself as a man. He waved the fan of heaven and earth, "Hengyu, why do you think so many people bought the books of those two boys?"

In this cold weather, why pretend to be art?I forgot to mention that it was already late autumn when Zhuo Yan came, and the weather has changed rapidly these days, and it is estimated that it will soon snow.

Still holding the fan to pretend, Zhuo Yan exhaled hot breath, shook his head, and found a corner close to the place where the empress and the man were standing.It seemed like he couldn't wait to hold the book and read it hard. Don't look at his impatient face, in fact, his attention has already been completely focused on the hearing of his ears.

As for what to listen to, it is nothing more than what the empress said to that person.

"Isn't this your favorite thing, Your Majesty?" The son named Lin Hengyu smiled after hearing the words, the ambition under his left eye moved slightly with his smile, that kind of indescribable taste.

"Don't call me Your Majesty, Hengyu," the empress looked at Lin Hengyu's smile, a little helpless and doting: "...Isn't this what you wished for? Don't forget, you wanted me to praise these two people back then... ..." Her hand touched Lin Hengyu's face.

Lin Hengyu grabbed the empress's hand: "Your Majesty, this is too serious for you."

After a pause: "Your Majesty, now you are wearing men's clothes."

The empress laughed when she heard the words: "You still have this temper, when you fell from the sky and I picked you up..."

"Your Majesty," Lin Hengyu interrupted her, stopping what she should or shouldn't say: "It's cold, it's time to go back."

"Okay, I'll listen to whatever you say." The empress said, glanced at Lin Hengyu and held her hand: "You said, do you want to hold hands with me and go back?"

"I don't dare." Lin Hengyu immediately let go of the empress's hand.

The empress looked at Lin Hengyu and sighed helplessly: "Let's go!"

The two left like this one after the other.

Zhuo Yan held the book against the cold wall, and didn't know what to say after hearing such a passage.

This is simply a wave of ups and downs.

The only difference is that he didn't swear, this fucking side hasn't recovered from the suspicion of Ye Zhiqiu, there is another fucking evildoer here, a full-fledged evildoer.

And from what the empress said to him, it was he, Lin Hengyu, who wanted to support Su Chongwen and Shang Qingzhong, that's why the empress gave these two people favor!

How much disdain Zhuo Yan said in the first sentence of the empress can be heard, and it can be generally inferred that the empress does not like literature, she likes Lin Hengyu, and Lin Hengyu said that he likes literature... The empress also listened his.

Thinking about it, Zhuo Yan felt a cold feeling from the inside out. Lin Hengyu was not in the memory of the original owner. One can imagine how deep this Lin Hengyu was buried?

I thought I had found the protagonist, but at this moment it seemed to be back to the original point.

Zhuo Yan took a deep breath, and then sighed fiercely: "I really want to play me to death."

Back in the mansion, the girl Qingmei immediately told him that Su Chongwen asked his servant to pass the invitation to him, looking at the red invitation in his hand, people who didn't know thought that Su Chongwen was going to get married again, but they opened it At first glance, he was invited to the celebration banquet tonight, the celebration banquet of the three traverser alliances, Su Chongwen, Shang Qingzhong, and Xu Yu.

These few traversers had a comfortable and rosy life. There were programs almost every day, and they were singing and singing every night. It's a pity that none of them knew that they were being missed.

Zhuo Yan shook his head and laughed, regardless of whether it was a cold day or not, he ran towards the Su residence as usual, and got out of the carriage not far from the gate of the Su residence. There were too many carriages in front of the Su residence, so he could squeeze as much as he wanted. do not go in.

Walking forward, Zhuo Yan watched the two red lanterns of the Su Mansion illuminate the entire vermilion facade, standing at the door could hear the singing and dancing inside, and couldn't help but lament how rich and powerful he was.

As soon as he took a step, he wanted to continue to step in, but a trembling sentence made him pause.

Zhuo Yan turned around to look suspiciously.

"This old man, kindhearted, give me some food..." An old man in ragged clothes tremblingly crawled on the ground that had been stained by thin frost: "Bodhisattva will bless you all."

The surrounding servants pretended not to see them, wiped their hands and continued to cover them in their arms, continuing their tasks, waiting for their master to come out, and then taking them back smoothly.

The guard at the gate frowned, why did this kind of person come again at this time? !Immediately went up to greet them, and began to chase people away: "Go, go, go, our Su Mansion is very happy today, so don't come here to be unlucky!"

One must know that Mrs. Su is happy today, and she doesn't like to see those who come to beg for food for no reason.

The old man looked hungry too, and he didn't care about the fierce body of the guard, he just begged: "...One bite is enough, one bite is enough..." Holding the broken porcelain bowl in his thin hands, he faced the guard. Said: "Just show kindness!"

"I told you to go away, don't force me to drive you away!" The guard obviously became impatient.

"Let's go! Let's go! Go to the back door to beg if you want to! Don't wander around our front door! Otherwise, I'll be really rude!" He drew the knife at his waist.

"Yes, yes, the old man will go to the back now..." The old man thought it was right when he heard it, and immediately compromised, dragging his body and wanting to go to the back alley, but at this time, the crisp female voice interrupted the old man's crawling movement, or The delicious smell of meat attracted the old man's movements.

"Where is Laifu?" A girl dressed as a maid came out and asked one of the guards, holding a bowl of steaming meat in her hand: "Miss asked me to feed it."

"Laifu~!" The guard yelled, and a black dog ran out from the darkness, and the maid was obviously not afraid of the black dog: "Laifu, my boy, your food is here."

After finishing speaking, he put the bowl on the ground: "Laifu, come and eat!" The black dog howled happily and went up, and the maid saw that Laifu started eating meat, so she turned and went back to continue her work.

The old man looked at the meat under the dog's mouth, and tears were about to flow out: "This, how can this be..." His voice trembled, and with the sound, his shriveled body trembled constantly.

"How can a beast eat..."

Comparing that black dog with the old man here, Zhuo Yan was silent, and also found it ironic, in an era when people have nothing to eat, but dogs can still eat meat?What's the point?

But what can he change the world?He is not the protagonist, and he doesn't have such a great idea when he is in danger.

So he can only watch and can't solve anything.Zhuo Yan sneered at his inaction in his heart, continued to act as if he hadn't seen anything, and showed the invitation to the guard: "This is an invitation from Mr. Su."

Just going to go in.

But it's always a pity that something doesn't show up at this time.

"Old man," the voice sighed, obviously very helpless: "These are two steamed buns, eat slowly and swallow carefully."

Zhuo Yan immediately looked back.

The old man looked at the man who handed him the steamed bun with tears in his eyes. The steamed bun wrapped in paper was still steaming.

It was Ye Zhiqiu.

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Zhuo Yan: It's hard to protect yourself, so don't try to change anything.