Datang: It’s a showdown, I’m an all-around master

Chapter 57 Young Master, Are You Good or Bad!

Li Shimin is also an emperor who does not lack humor.

Yi Yin didn't expect him to have this side either.

I thought that although I made you a father,
But I got your baby girl.

You must be this father!
Tired day.

Yi Yin didn't return to Yihe Garden until dark.

The suburbs of Chang'an City are extremely cool at night.

Yi Yin felt a breeze constantly harassing his lower limbs from under his clothes.

The design of this kind of clothing has this kind of defect.

Compared with the modern clothing, it is lacking.

Moreover, this kind of gown is particularly inconvenient to wear.

Completely lost the chic it should have.

Don't be misled by all the gorgeous costumes you see on TV.

The clothes at this time are not so gorgeous.

It was all done to add visual effects and increase ratings.

The real clothes at this time are really uncomfortable to wear.

It's okay for men, but it's even more difficult for women.

Can't see the perfect figure at all.

Naturally, some do not have this perfect body.

Fortunately, the system rewarded underwear a few days ago,

Including boys too.

Yi Yin must have put on one first.

That is to say, from that day on, Yi Yin's lower limbs began to feel more comfortable.

However, this time is not compared to the 21st century.

The temperature is still very low.

Still feel cold at night.

After thinking about it, Yi Yin felt that if he had time, he must improve the design of the clothes.

Make yourself a modern outfit to wear.

With this idea.

Yi Yin's eyes widened suddenly.

The idea is so bizarre.

Just imagine, if the entire Chang'an Street in the Tang Dynasty was full of people wearing modern clothes.

Will it give people a novel sight.

Nice Nice!

It's a great idea!
Under the black night sky, Yi Yin couldn't help applauding!

In this state of ecstasy,

Yi Yin bumped into the gate of his home, Yihe Garden.

"boom!"

A crisp sound.

Yi Yin clutched his forehead, wondering whose bastard's house this is?
He raised his eyes and looked at the three big characters "Yi He Yuan" on it.

"woc!"

Yi Yin made a loud noise!
Isn't this the door of my own house!
He called himself a bastard.

My heart is really a little aggrieved.

Just then, the door opened.

Zi Yan stood inside, looked at Yi Yin who was rubbing his forehead, and said:
"Master, what happened to your forehead?"

"fine."

It's not easy to tell Zi Yan about this kind of thing.

Who would have thought that the clever Ziyan pursed her lips and said with a sneer:
"Master, you just knocked on the door with your forehead?"

"Purple smoke,"

Yi Yin looked at Ziyan angrily, and taught a lesson:

"Some things, see through but don't tell!"

Zi Yan nodded repeatedly when she heard the words, and said: "Yes, yes, young master!"

Then he added: "Next time, I'll ask if the door of our house has been hit and hurt?"

Yi Yin could only give Ziyan a blank look.

"This girl!"

Lao Yang was also waiting in the hall.

The young master didn't come back, so he couldn't sleep anyway.

If there were not too many things to do during the day, he would definitely stay with the young master in Shiyuan.

Seeing Yi Yin coming in, Lao Yang couldn't wait to ask:

"How about it, young master?"

"How about what?"

Yi Yin didn't react for a moment.

"Have you participated in the competition?"

Lao Yang was always worried that Yi Yin was going to be late, afraid that he would lose the qualification for the competition.

Yi Yin immediately became interested. In front of his servants, he naturally behaved with the air he should have.

"Does it even need to be said?"

Yi Yin sat on the chair, raised his legs, looked at Ziyan, and said:

"Zi Yan, first make me a cup of tea, young master, and let me explain to you slowly."

Zi Yan responded, and said: "Our young master, I'm afraid I'm going to talk from tonight until dawn, I'm afraid my saliva will dry up, so make preparations in advance."

"Zi Yan, don't contradict the young master like this!" Yi Yin said looking at Zi Yan's back.

Lao Yang couldn't wait to hear it, fidgeting in his chair.

Ke Yiyin waited for Ziyan to bring the tea, took a sip slowly, smacked his mouth, and said:
"Let me tell you, who am I? I'm Yi Yin!"

Yi Yin is arrogant!

"It's because you didn't see it today, that Shi Yuan is my Yi Yin's world."

After hearing this, Lao Yang said excitedly, "Master, is it true?"

"Uncle Yang, don't listen to the young master's nonsense. It's not like you don't know, when did our young master write a poem? He is a big bully!"

Lao Yang thought for a while and said, "It's true."

Confirmed again, "Really not!"

"That's right, how can someone who doesn't write a single poem usually write good poems? Zi Yan looks down on her young master a little bit.

Yi Yin said angrily: "Zi Yan, you look down on your young master!"

Zi Yan giggled, and said: "Young master, it's not that I look down on you, it's because you really haven't written poetry before!"

Yi Yin lectured: "What kind of logic is this? Can you say that people who don't usually write poetry must not be able to do it? Or can't they write good poetry?"

"Can you say that?" Yi Yin blamed.

Lao Yang on the side thought for a while and said, "Master, it seems that you can say that too!"

Yi Yin stared wide-eyed.

Feelings, are these two people working together to target themselves tonight?

Now, is he still the young master?
This family status made them question so much?

What's more, this young master is a powerful person!
What kind of system is this?
Seeing Yi Yin's reproachful eyes, Lao Yang said, "Master, you have never composed a poem before. It is such an easy task to compose a poem. I think what Zi Yan said is right."

"Master, don't be embarrassed," Zi Yan looked at Yi Yin, questioning again, "Uncle Yang and I will not laugh at you. Besides, I think that although the princess is excellent, she may not be yours." Vegetables!"

"Uh-huh?"

Yi Yin looked at Zi Yan with wide eyes.

Does this little girl owe tonight?
The princess is not my Yi Yin's favorite, so whose would it be?

This little girl is probably jealous!

Yi Yin looked at Zi Yan and Lao Yang, and said, "You really don't know how powerful your young master is!"

"Tell you, I am a poetic fairy, a poetic master!"

"Blow it up," Zi Yan looked completely disbelieving, "Just blow it up, I can't marry the princess when I see it, so you'll be showing off!"

Yi Yin suddenly felt angry.

If they hadn't written two poems, these two people wouldn't believe it.

Yi Yin felt angry.

I really didn't see that Lao Yang and Zi Yan were really not fuel-efficient lamps.

Co-authoring is to test yourself.

"You two don't believe it, do you?"

Yi Yin asked again.

Zi Yan nodded, "Master, I really can't believe it!"

Yi Yin laughed, and said: "Okay. In order to let you know that your young master is a poet, a poet, I will write a poem for you to listen to, so that you can feast your ears!"

Both Lao Yang and Zi Yan were looking forward to it.

Yi Yin looked at Ziyan, and chanted casually:

"Rizhao censer produces purple smoke,"

Hearing this, Zi Yan lowered her head with a blushing face, and said:

"Master, how are you! How do you know that my mother's name is Zhao Xianglu?"

"Pfft!"

Yi Yin fell to the ground in an instant.

(End of this chapter)