Master Shen's Journey Through Time

Of course, the carp essence did not appear.

The few opportunities I had to meet Yuqing were all blocked by Mr. Chen Yang.

So Yuqing and I started our poetry conversation, and Junzhi and Qingxing were the ones running errands.

Although Mr. Chen Yang is very clingy, he is indeed capable. Chatting with him feels like chatting with Baidu. He understands everything, and he is humble and treats everyone equally.

Due to the influence of the modern concept of equality, the most unacceptable thing I can accept after time travel is class distinctions, and a person with similar values ​​to me suddenly appears.

So soon our friendship developed to the point where we had a long talk.The main reason is that before going to bed, Chen Yang insisted on letting me taste the wine he brewed...

Early the next morning, I found a very warm object beside me. At first I thought it was Yuqing, so I naturally turned over and hugged him, and then felt him reach out and touch the top of my head.

Then put his arms around me.

But it feels more and more wrong, the taste is wrong, the touch is wrong.

Slowly opening his eyes, he was startled awake by a pair of huge peach blossom eyes!

"Ah!!!" I wanted to get out of bed, but found that I slept inside, so I quickly merged with the wall.

"What's the matter, son, what's the matter!"

Hearing my scream, Shuyan rubbed his eyes and followed Qingxing in.

How can outsiders see how we two sleep together in disheveled clothes and in a mess on the bed? My official partner is Yuqing! ! !

"Ah! It's okay. I had a nightmare. I dreamed that there was a snake on my bed..."

"Oh, as long as you're fine, young master, the fuss scares me to death..." Shuyan walked out with a look of disdain for me.

Qing Xing should have discovered that I was lying, there must be someone else on the bed, so he hesitated for a while, as if he was inquiring about the situation inside the bed curtain.

At this time, Mr. Chen Yang suddenly wiped my ass, "Ah!!"

Hit him reflexively!He covered his mouth and suppressed a smile.

"Ah! It's okay, it's okay, I suddenly feel very hungry, Qingxing, can you go and see if breakfast is ready? Thank you~"

Then I folded my hands, leaned against the wall, and stared at Mr. Chen Yang, it would be brilliant if given a little sunshine!

"Hahahaha, okay, don't be angry, Yun Shu, I just teased you, you are so funny!"

Angry, unable to speak!

"Oh, don't be angry~ We had so much fun chatting last night!"

If you don't speak, it's useless for you to act like a baby!Hold your hands and stare at him!

"Then next time I'm outside the Great Wall, I'll kill you a snow fox, okay? I'll send you to the capital alive."

The snow fox is quite cute. I liked keeping pets when I was alive, and I raised five cats. Unfortunately, cats have not been introduced to the Central Plains yet.

"eng~~~~"

He is acting like a baby, and his attitude feels pretty good. Is it inappropriate for me to hold it.

"Why are you still angry~ But you held me back last night and refused to let me go, insisting on discussing the opinions of various schools of thought with me!"

Yeah?I thought about it carefully. Last night I really wanted to discuss with him the various schools of thought of this period. Could it be that I really invited him?

"Why do you turn your face and deny anyone after sleeping, hum!" He said, pretending to be angry and about to leave, touching his clothes to put them on.

"Oh, I'm not angry, but you don't know what happened last night. You also know that my identity is more sensitive..."

In order to cooperate with his acting, I also pretended to hold him back and forgave his apology.

It felt like he also found out that I wasn't really mad at him just now.

On the day of Meng Fang's birthday, we were already so good that we called each other by our first names. I called him Huang Feng, and he called me Shen Chu (I boasted, I believe the emperor would not know that I told others this name.)

As a result, when Yuqing saw Huang Feng, he felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. Obviously I told him that Mr. Chen Yang was with me recently, and he also expressed his appreciation for Mr. Chen Yang's name, but when the two met, they were like two Like male peacocks fighting for love, they feel like they can fight in the next second.

Huang Feng was dressed very formally today. The emerald green Confucian robe was covered with white gauze. The silk material was carefully embroidered with patterns of peacock feathers. In addition, there was an emerald on his forehead. Farewell to the hairpin, there is a kind of lazy nobility.

Yuqing was originally wearing the light yellow silk royal uniform that she usually wears, but when she saw the dust martingale goblin who had been sticking to me (Yuqing kept calling it Chen martingale, it seems that I did not talk about "Journey to the West" in vain.)

Immediately went back to the room and changed into a bright red gown covered with white gauze, and his gauze was obviously much more expensive and delicate than Chen Yang's.

In the Tianlong Dynasty, the two colors of black and red were respected, and the court clothes were generally black. The emperor's dragon robe was black except for yellow.

Therefore, only Yuxuan and Yuci can wear Yuqing's red robe when present, and the rest of them can only wear red when they get married unless they are specially gifted.

Therefore, Yuqing was obviously bullying Chen Yang, but Mr. Chen Yang was not angry, and went to greet various celebrities on his own.

The banquet started in the morning, because the guests all lived in the other courtyard, so they were relatively familiar with the other courtyard during this time, so the visit to the courtyard was omitted, and the banquet began.

Different from royal banquets, Meng Fang's birthday banquets are mostly literati and elegant scholars, and there are very few bureaucrats and nobles. Except for Yuqing who came on behalf of the emperor, they are all famous and elegant scholars. It was the one who danced the sword, and the one who played the qin, who put Qing Xing to sleep.

As an inner disciple, I sat in Yuqing's subordinate position (after all, he came on behalf of the emperor), Yuxuan sat with him, Yuci and Yang Hui sat opposite, and Mr. Chen Yang insisted on being familiar with him. I sat together, and after Yuqing expressed his anger, Chen Yang expressed that his anger was invalid.

However, the presence of Chen Yang, a walking encyclopedia, gave me a deeper understanding of the people and performances at the banquet. He is very humorous and often makes me laugh.

As a result...Yuqing crushed the cup==

When the evening came, Meng Fang asked us to compose a poem. The three of us were the champions, and everyone else could challenge. The title was a poem with the word "rain".

The senior brother and senior sister were defeated after an hour, not because they were not good enough, but because they were fighting with each other, and they were writing poems quickly, which was too difficult.

The one who defeated my senior sister was Mr. Chen Yang, so we met each other, and Yuqing crushed another cup.

He titled "It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and passers-by on the road want to die".

I replied "Peach and plum blossoms in the spring breeze, and when the leaves of the phoenix tree fall in the autumn rain".

Dust Martingale: "Yu Rong is lonely and sheds tears, and a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring"

Me: "Seven or eight stars away, two or three o'clock rain in front of the mountain", the audience applauded.

Chen Yang: "After the new rain in the empty mountain, the weather is late to autumn"

Me: "It's good to be sunny when the water is shining, and it's strange to see the mountains empty and rainy"

.......

After countless rounds, he said, "Why cut the candles in the west window together, but talk about the rainy night in Bashan."

I blushed.

Just when everyone thought I couldn't answer, I wanted to win!

Petite, do you think I'm an innocent boy?Obviously nothing happened between us, so I'm not shy!

"480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, how many towers are in the mist and rain"

You play ambiguous, I choose atmosphere!

I clearly saw that after listening to this poem, he savored it for a while, his eyes darkened, showing a trace of loss, and then he gave up.

Everyone on the field saw that the well-known Mr. Chen Yang had lost to me, so naturally no one dared to stand up and compete.

Yuqing, the only one who refuses to obey the martingale, is also unwilling to compare with me.

So the master happily announced that his apprentice, I won!

In the evening, when the banquet was over and some of us closed the door to celebrate, Mr. Cang suddenly pushed the door open and entered.

Probably no one knows how he got in, after all his qinggong is the best in the world.