Marriage record after marrying the wrong person

Hua Yi sat facing the south window, with a serious expression on his face. A rose was blooming on the desk. He held the scroll in one hand, and wrote official documents with a red pen in the other.

Song Tan was sitting on the Xuan soft couch near the south window, holding a book in his hand and reading. The two faced each other, and they could see each other as soon as they raised their eyes.

The atmosphere is tranquil and the mind is at peace.

When Hua Yila came, his words were ambiguous, and Song Tan felt uneasy for a moment, who knows that this person is a short man in speech, but he also thinks that one person corrects official documents and stays bored, and wants to find someone to be with him. The study is nothing more than to accompany him.

The breeze was blowing, and Song Tan gradually became sleepy. He read with sleepy eyes, and the more he read, the more he read.Simply tilting his head, he lay down on the small couch and fell asleep soundly. His arms naturally hung down along the edge of the couch, and he still held the book in his hand.

Hua Yi finally finished correcting the last official document, he stood up and loosened his shoulders, and when he looked up, he saw Song Tan sleeping soundly.

He looked at him, from Song Tan's long eyebrows flowing like distant mountains in the mist to well-trimmed and meticulous temples, and stayed on Song Tan's slightly parted bright red lips for a while, and he could vaguely see the red uvula and white teeth.

His eyes followed the sharp jaw line and came to the book in his hand.

He originally thought that Song Tan would pick a book about love for children to amuse his boredom, but he didn't expect this beautiful young man to read a book on military affairs.

Song Tan sniffled his nose in his sleep, presumably because he didn't sleep well.

Hua Yi saw him like this, so he wanted to take down the book in his hand, and put him in a more comfortable position. His movements were already very gentle and slow, so he pulled out a third of it.

Song Tan opened his eyes all of a sudden, and his eyes met.

"you……"

Song Tan frowned and uttered a syllable. Hua Yi raised his eyebrows, and immediately raised his left hand, middle finger and index finger, and clamped Song Tan's mouth with two fingers quickly.

After all, after experiencing Song Tan's ability to poke people's hearts after waking up, Hua Yi didn't want to affect his good mood at the moment.

Hua Yi looked at Song Tan's flattened lips being pinched by him, and smiled generously and ruthlessly: "Little duck, if you say something that doesn't please me, I'll throw you outside and drown in the pond."

"Do you understand?"

Song Tan nodded hurriedly in order to be able to speak freely.

Song Tan first rubbed his lips, then gave Hua Yi an idiot look: "Have you ever seen a duck drowned?"

"..."

Hua Yi didn't answer, and walked to the inside of the study, where there were several quaint mahogany bookshelves, although there were traces of time, but there was no trace of dust. Have a heart of love and maintenance.

Song Tan followed, "Do you have the anthology of Beixuan Study?"

"No." Hua Yi blurted out without thinking, and continued to search for the books he wanted.

"I used to read books written by Beixuan literati. The rhetoric is gorgeous, the words are beautiful, and there are many opinions that criticize the current situation. It is really rare."

"Oh." Huayi Bafeng didn't move, and pulled out a book from the third shelf with a blank expression.

Seeing that he was not interested, Song Tan thought that if the mountain did not come, it would be me, so I would go to the mountain.He took a closer look and saw that the book in Hua Yi's hand was written in four big characters: "The Essentials of Si Sheng"

"Nongshu?" Song Tan was surprised.

Hua Yi looked at him suspiciously.

"A man should aim to eliminate the injustices in the world, such trivial matters as Nongsang are not worth mentioning."

He spoke impassionedly, but Hua Yi ignored him at all, and walked outside the study as soon as he turned around.

Song Tan didn't give up, he followed him again, and when Hua Yi sat down, Song Tan sat directly on the desk in front of Hua Yi, and took the book from his hand.

"Where am I talking to you? I'm so rude that I ignore people!"

Hua Yi closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows.

Song Tan continued to chatter, and said seriously: "In my opinion, since you are in an important position and don't care about farming and sang, it is very good to replace all agricultural books with Beixuan anthology."

"No change." Hua Yi opened his eyes and looked at him, "Food is the most important thing for the people, and farming and mulberry matters are related to the people's livelihood. Tax collection and economic development are inseparable from the development of farming and mulberry. Ann, I think agricultural books are worth a second look."

Hua Yi took back the agricultural book from Song Tan, and continued to look at him, with a hint of meaning in his eyes, "You are a son of a family, you have always been inactive, and you can't tell the five grains, you can also look at the Beixuan Party gibberish."

Song Tan's expression froze, and he smiled back: "Are you mocking me?"

"Please think about their bullshit articles, why should I keep scolding my anthology at home?"

After Hua Yi finished speaking, he leaned back, put his arms behind his head, and posed in a relaxed posture waiting for Song Tan to recall.

Song Tan pondered for a while with downcast eyes, and suddenly realized that he let out a long sound on purpose.

"I can't tell, so you are what they call a court eagle, a running dog in the officialdom."

"Exactly, do you need me to sign your name? They have published five books and three of them are scolding me: giving and receiving privately, being ambitious, using torture cruelly, and disregarding life... I can bear all these, but the group of sour scholars said When I was in the barracks, I stole the military pay to fill my own pockets."

Hua Yi smiled, and said coldly: "Am I short of money? How many times have I been unable to approve the military salary, I used my private silver to stabilize the morale of the soldiers."

"Are you so rich?"

"Princess Qi'an is the best at planning. With her painstaking efforts, not only have hundreds of businesses in the whole country been managed in an orderly manner, but they have even expanded to overseas countries."

"I know, it's your mother!"

"It's your mother-in-law."

Song Tan smiled, noncommittal, he got up from the desk, "Then I won't read Beixuan's anthology in the future, to save face and not to trouble you."

Hua Yi nodded, and looked at him with a kind of gratified eyes that can be taught by a child, "Thank you. But with the relationship between you and me, you will have to go through the articles of the Beixuan Party sooner or later. What is it? , don't know suffering, do evil, serve others with sex, but it's just a child prostitution..."

Song Tan only felt that the more he listened, the harsher he was, he waved his hand to tell Hua Yi to stop speaking: "Stop, I have no grievances or enmities with you."

"It should be noted that I have also been scolded for so many years, and I have found the way and law of their scolding. I just keep a small pet of flowers, birds, insects and fish, and they can find out the flowers and say that I have the only one in the world and can do it for me. A monstrous monster."

Song Tan was angry, and he raised his forehead and said, "Why don't you spend money to kill them?"

"It's not so fun to be proud and smooth sailing in life. Someone around you can't understand you and arrange you, but they can't do you, and they can't hurt your foundation. After all, who is angry with whom? As long as you live, you will add trouble to them. To those sour book writers, just..."

"Is it fun?"

Hua Yi had a happy expression on his face, feeling like a hero who saw the same thing: "Exactly."

Song Tan felt in his heart that being thick-skinned would really make him happy, and he immediately gave him a solemn gift: "Master Hua is as open-minded as a breeze and a bright moon, and his mind is as broad as a mountain with a thousand blades. Song can't accept it."

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emmmmm lost the favorite again It's so hard to generate electricity for love

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