I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

Many kinds of answers flashed through Han Yi's mind, and finally he said politely: "It's too late, you should go back to sleep first."

Poor boy, how sleepy is he? Men all over the world are crooked, even a steel straight man like Yanchuan can't be crooked!

Wei Wu looked at Han Yi helplessly and said, "If he wasn't...how could he be so decadent?"

Because this feeling is doomed to be hopeless.

Han Yi felt a little tired: "No, did he tell you clearly? Why did you misunderstand it so much?"

Wei Wu said: "He said it himself, he fell in love with someone he can't like, he is the son of Yan Guo anyway, who can't like someone, and he misunderstood you as a little lady before, so... Maybe you are muddled." It’s too deep to get out.”

Han Yi really couldn't take it anymore, he directly pressed Wei Wu's shoulder and turned her around, pushed her forward and said, "You should go back to sleep first, and we will talk about it tomorrow when you wake up!"

Seeing that Han Yi's expression was not very good-looking, Wei Wu sighed and left.

Han Yi looked at her back and wanted to sigh, what's the matter, is he lucky today?

Hearing indirect confessions from two people respectively, the most deceitful thing is that the confessions come from different genders, which is a bit unreliable.

How could these two misunderstand each other to like someone else?I even misunderstood that I like him, is it because he has a good relationship with these two guys in Xianyang?

Does he need to go to retreat again?

Han Yi turned around and added two more pages of complaints to the letter he wrote to Yan Zheng.

After I finished writing, I felt, hey, it would be great if the boss was here.

After this thought flashed by, Han Yi couldn't help laughing, even if Yan Zheng was there, it was useless, and Yan Zheng couldn't solve this kind of thing.

In the original book, the boss is good at everything, even his love life is a mess.

Fortunately, Yan Zheng is a careerist, so if he can't be forced to come, he won't, so it's not too entangled.

After Han Yi finished writing the letter, he was really sleepy. As a result, when he went to sleep that night, his mind was full of dreams: He likes you.

And after this sentence was finished, the image of Yan Zheng riding on the horse with his back to the sun flashing, smiling at him and reaching out his hand.

When he woke up in the morning, Han Yi felt extremely tired, and couldn't help cursing angrily: "Love brain really delays things."

So he should go to retreat, but what will he do this time?

As he was thinking about it, he prepared to go to the study room after dinner to list the current needs. Hey, there are too many things that society needs for development, and it feels a bit overwhelming to know what to do all of a sudden.

When Bai Shao came over, he was thinking about whether to make a list, but he heard Bai Shao ask: "What happened last night? Why do you look so tired?"

Han Yi didn't know if it was his own illusion, he always felt that Bai Shao's words were very meaningful when he said them.

Han Yi closed his eyes and took a deep breath and said, "Tell the two of them to leave immediately after eating, I don't want to see them in three days!"

Bai Shao was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly: "It seems that something really happened last night."

If eyes could kill, Bai Shao would have hung up about [-] times.

Han Yi ate his meal angrily and went back to his study angrily, but as soon as he picked up his pen, someone from the palace over there came to read the will.

Han Yi was a little surprised at the beginning. In the past two days, he honestly didn't even do any inventions and creations. How could there be a will for him?

Only after I got out did I realize that the previous reward had finally come down.

In other words, the bosses finally negotiated a charter for the title, so the title was like a one-time wholesale, and many people were re-sealed.

Of course, these people originally had titles, and the real latecomers were the princes and grandchildren plus Han Yi.

When Han Yi heard the decree, he was a little happy when he named him Bo Yue.

The earl's salary is not low, and now that the officials and nobles are separated, he can get two salaries!I feel like I have money all of a sudden!

After reading the decree, the eunuch handed it to him very politely, and then said: "Congratulations to the earl, the earl has such good luck at such a young age, the future will be bright in the future, and the title of marquis will not be a problem."

Han Yi smiled and said with crooked eyebrows, "It's not easy to take a trip, as you said, so let's use the money for tea."

The eunuch came to read out the decree, or the decree of promotion, red envelopes must be indispensable.

Bai Shao was also a generous person, not only gave a big red envelope to the leading eunuch, but also each of the other eunuchs who ran errands, Han Yi felt a little pained seeing it.

The eunuchs were all very happy. After visiting so many houses, Han Yi's place should be considered the most generous.

Han Yi handed the decree to Bai Shao, and then asked: "I heard that the princes and grandchildren also have titles?"

The eunuchs said: "That's not true. What the king means is that even the princes and grandchildren should be named for their merits. Therefore, there are not many princes and grandchildren with titles today."

Han Yi wanted to ask if Yan Zheng was there, but he was afraid that the direction of the question would be too obvious, so he asked, "Which princes and grandchildren have been knighted? I'm ready to prepare a congratulatory gift."

After the eunuch chanted, Han Yi found that Yan Zheng's name was not in it.

Han Yi felt that this was inappropriate. The eldest son of the crown prince was not in the first batch. This signal was not very good.

So after the eunuch left, Han Yi took the opportunity to give the saddle to the East Palace again.

After arriving at the East Palace, the first thing he saw was Jiang Buwei. Jiang Buwei cupped his hands at Han Yi and said with a smile, "Congratulations to Uncle Jingyue, Uncle Jingyue is considered a prosperous and prosperous place, and the King treats Uncle Jingyue well." ah."

It was only then that Han Yi realized that in addition to the two salaries, he also had taxes. He was a serious third-order title, and he felt happier when he thought about it.

He was a little surprised and asked, "Where is Your Highness?"

Jiang Buwei said: "His Royal Highness dealt with government affairs overnight, and just took a break..."

Han Yi felt a little regretful: "It was a coincidence that I came here, but are you already so busy now?"

Jiang Buwei said: "Your Majesty is unwell, and most of the government affairs have been handed over to His Highness. At this time, it is time for war, so he is naturally busy. Is there something important, Uncle Yue?"

Han Yi shook his head: "It's not very important. It's just that I heard that the first batch of knighted princes and grandchildren don't have Azheng or Aqiao. I think it's not right."

Originally, he didn't want to take Yan Qiao with him, but thinking about it, Yan Zijian tried not to be so biased now, and he better not keep worrying about it, otherwise Yan Zijian would turn around and worry that Yan Zheng's influence would be bad for Yan Qiao It's broken.

Jiang Buwei laughed after hearing this, "I thought Bo Yue was not very keen on political affairs, but now it seems that I was wrong."

Han Yi felt a little strange after hearing this. Could there be something hidden in it?

Without waiting for him to ask, Jiang Buwei said: "There is indeed something wrong with it. Your Highness's crown prince position is not easy to come by, and there are still people who are eyeing it. After all, A Zheng and A Qiao are too young to contribute to the country, and they took it to make a fuss." , However, Ah Zheng has an excuse for returning from the expedition this time, but it is a pity for Bo Yue, if it wasn't for the villain, how could you be just an earl."

Han Yi wiped off his sweat after hearing this, he really didn't think of this just now, he just felt strange, why Yan Zijian failed to win the title for his son, even if he didn't care about Yan Zheng, he still had to think about Yan Qiao.

Unexpectedly, it wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't.

After hearing this, Han Yi was very calm: "It's okay, there will always be a chance in Japan. It seems that I have to prepare for these days, but whenever Ah Zheng wins, I have to fight for him."

Jiang Buwei nodded: "Your Highness also means the same."

Han Yi was relieved when he heard this sentence, cupped his hands and said, "In this case, I will not bother Your Highness anymore, and I will leave."

Jiang Buwei didn't keep him either, but sent him out of the East Palace himself.

After getting out of the East Palace and getting into the carriage, Han Yi suddenly felt something was wrong: Since Yan Zijian was resting, why did Jiang Buwei stay there?

This question flashed through his mind, and he didn't delve into it. Instead, he was a little anxious. Why hasn't Yan Zheng replied yet?

I don't know where they are now, hey, communication at this time is really difficult.

Yan Zheng, who was being missed by Han Yi, had just received Han Yi's first letter at this time.

He had just gone through a pursuit battle, and now there were inconspicuous bloodstains on his black armor, and his eyes, which were always energetic in the past, were slightly dimmed at this moment.

Dumb who was following him asked, "Mr. Sir, do you want to set up camp?"

Yan Zheng reckoned and said: "After a day of raiding, everyone is probably tired and hungry, let's set up camp, and send scouts to continue exploring to see where the stone slips are."

Duan responded and went out. Yan Zheng took off his armor and wiped off the blood on his body. After applying medicine to the wound, he picked up the letter from Han Yi.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that there was a faint floral fragrance on the envelope, and he couldn't smell what kind of flower it was. He just felt that it smelled warm and sweet, as if Han Yi was standing in front of him.

This is probably the rare moment for Yan Zheng to relax these days. He opened the letter with a smile, saw the fancy greeting from Han Yi in front of him, and emphasized that he sent some food that is not easy to perish, so that he would not suffer himself. , the corners of the mouth raised unconsciously.

It's just that the smile on his face froze instantly when he saw Han Yi talking about his troubles below.