There Will Always Be Protagonists With Delusions of Starting a Harem

The students surrounded him noisily, and the people standing beside An Chengjie hurriedly backed away when they saw this.

An Chengjie stood alone in the center surrounded by the crowd, tried to suppress the panic in his heart and said calmly, "Mr. Liu, I don't understand what you mean."

"Don't understand?" Liu Qingfeng was even more angry when he saw that he refused to admit it. With a livid face, he turned the ancient poetry collection in his hand to the first page and showed it to him directly, "Plagiarizing the things from the predecessors and putting them on yourself, you really lost everything The face of a scholar!"

[The love probability between An Chengsheng and the protagonist has dropped to 30%, please continue to work hard. ]

After Ye Zhizhou received the system prompt, he glanced sideways at An Chengsheng, who also had a livid face, and added fuel to the fire, "Brother, why is the poem written by the second brother the same as the one in the ancient poetry collection? Could it be that the second brother really plagiarized it? It shouldn't be Ah, obviously his poems were quite good before, so there is no need to plagiarize at his level..."

An Chengsheng's expression changed, as if he had thought of something, he asked, "Le'er, where did you get this collection of ancient poems? Also, is this collection of poems really a series?"

"Brother, why did you suddenly think of asking this?" He pretended to be ignorant, and replied, "I bought the collection of poems from an old beggar on South Street. Secretly preserved and handed down, it has been hidden for hundreds of years, and he also told me that this collection of poems is a series, and the poetry part is divided into four chapters: spring, summer, autumn and winter."

Thoughts in An Chengsheng's mind were racing, and he recalled An Chengjie's previous amazing poems, and became suspicious.I didn't think it before, but now that I think about it carefully, the styles of An Chengjie's poems are actually quite different. It is not inconsistent to say that they were written by several different people... Could it be a coincidence by An Chengjie? He got the other series of the ancient poetry anthology, and saw that no one knew about the anthology, so he started to plagiarize and use it... Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth angrily, and quickly walked up to Liu Qingfeng, joining the questioning team.

[The love probability between An Chengsheng and the hero has dropped to 15%, the host please continue to work hard. ]

A big Confucian battle against plagiarism dogs, latent Mifensi's anger turned black and stepped back. Ye Zhizhou turned off the system prompt in satisfaction, and went back to the corner to eat sunflower seeds.There is no need to worry about An Chengsheng for the time being, Lei Baofei's chances of falling in love have dropped below the safety line, and now there is only one Seventh Prince left... By the way, what did the Seventh Prince see in the note he popped in last time? till no...

The text will start lively, and then end not very good-looking.

The little ink in An Chengjie's stomach was completely vulnerable in front of the great Confucian Liu Qingfeng, and after a little testing, he was tested out of its depth. In the end, An Chengjie couldn't bear the pressure and ran away directly.Because of this episode, the students lost interest in exchanging knowledge. After discussing this plagiarism incident, they hurriedly dispersed.

An Chengsheng went back to Duke Zhen's mansion angrily, and when he learned that An Chengjie hadn't returned home, he went directly to Duke Zhen's study, ready to have a good talk with his father.What An Chengjie has done this time is really ugly. If it is not handled properly, the good reputation that the Zhen Guo Mansion has accumulated for decades will be ruined!

Ye Zhizhou, who was going to follow to add fuel to the fire, was stopped by Zijin Wei who suddenly appeared at the gate, and was forcibly carried back to the palace.He sat in the carriage with a bag of melon seeds in his arms, and began to think deeply. The lover who has a bad temper is about to go crazy, what should be done to calm him down...

When he returned to the Yongyan Hall, it was already time to light the lamps. Yan Mingyong sat alone at the dining table, facing the table full of delicious food, slowly turning the pages of the book.

Seeing this, Ye Zhizhou paused when he entered the door, and then tried to step in as if nothing had happened, with a bright smile on his face, "Mingyong, I'm back! What's for dinner? It smells delicious."

"Le'er." Yan Mingyong closed the book, looked up at him expressionlessly, and stretched out his hand, "My chest is a bit tight."

Hey, they didn't make a fuss, and even reached out to coax her. It seems that the lover has finally matured a bit.He was relieved, stepped forward to hold his hand, and helped him smooth his chest, "Is it because of sleeping too long? I'll take you to the garden tomorrow, and I won't be able to sleep all afternoon."

Yan Mingyong followed his movements and leaned against him, got up slightly and put his arms around his neck, nodded, "Well, I listen to you."

He squinted his eyes and smiled, thinking that such a well-behaved and obedient lover is so cute, he couldn't help but bow his head and kiss his face, "I encountered some interesting things outside today, I'll tell you after dinner!"

Yan Mingyong's eyes flickered, and the hand around his neck was raised slightly, revealing a thin needle on the fingertip, which was gently pricked, and then smiled, "It just so happens, I also have something interesting to tell you."

A familiar tingling sensation came from the back of the neck, and then the brain was stuffy, and the body went limp, and fell down involuntarily.He tried his best to stay awake and looked at his lover who caught him. He wanted to roll his eyes but he had no strength, and he choked speechlessly, "Mingyong, you don't need this..." His consciousness gradually became dizzy, his eyes couldn't keep them closed, and finally he lost consciousness completely. .

Yan Mingyong looked at the well-behaved and quiet person who fell asleep in his arms, lowered his head and rubbed his cheeks, hugged him tightly in satisfaction, and sighed, "Le'er, you won't be able to run away like this."

An Chengjie hid in Guiyuan Temple for two days, and got the so-called collection of ancient poems that had been widely circulated from a foreign tourist. After reading it, his heart finally sank.First, the Kawagoe Restaurant that popped up suddenly, and then the current "Selected Poems of Tang and Song Dynasties". Sure enough, there is another time traveler in this world, and this time traveler is very unfriendly, and secretly punishes him behind his back!Angrily throwing down the collection of poems, he sat in the small monk's room with a gloomy face, and finally made up his mind after a long time, found a pen and paper to write to Lei Baofei.

In the middle of the night of the third day, he sneaked back to Zhen Guo Gong's mansion.

Dazhu was waiting for him at the side door. When he saw him, he hurried up to meet him and said anxiously, "My lord, what should we do now? People outside are scolding you now, and the Lord of the Kingdom even said that he will drive you back to Zhuangzi. The old lady is also very angry." Angry, the second room is clamoring to excommunicate you, and the young master..."

"Okay, shut up!" An Chengjie interrupted him impatiently, took the cloak in his hand to surround himself, carefully avoided the patrolling servants and walked quickly towards his yard, and asked as he walked, "Let you Have you delivered the letter to Mr. Lei?"

"Already delivered." Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Da Zhu didn't dare to say anything more, and replied in a low voice, "Mr. Lei sent someone this afternoon to say that everything has been prepared for you. He also said, he also said... "

Hearing that things were ready, An Chengjie was in a much better mood, and asked, "What are you talking about? Don't hesitate. Don't worry, you were willing to follow me all the way from Zhuangzi to Beijing, and I would never leave you. Just say anything."

Dazhu saw him like this, gritted his teeth, and said everything he should say and should not say, "The people sent by Mr. Lei said that this is the last time, and the kindness has been repaid. I hope you will not bother me any more. He has also prepared some silver that is enough for the son to live on in the future, and hopes that the son will be able to take care of himself in the future, change his mind and be a down-to-earth person."

An Chengjie stopped abruptly. After taking a few deep breaths, he barely suppressed the surging anger, shook his sleeves and continued walking.The kindness has been repaid?Don't bother me anymore?Pooh!ungrateful bastard!These ancient people really didn't have a good thing!

After tidying up the valuables and banknotes in the dark compartment of the room, he took Da Zhu out of the yard where he had only lived for a few months, and suddenly sneered, and took out a fire pocket from his pocket.Since he decided to destroy the traces of the past, then the place where he lived should also be destroyed!

Dazhu couldn't help shaking when he saw his expression becoming more ferocious under Huozhezi's weak light.Is the current son still the one who kindly took him in when he was a child? I always feel that the son has become more extreme since he fell into the water...

The town government's mansion suddenly caught fire in the middle of the night, burning down several courtyards. I heard that the bastard who shamelessly copied ancient poems was also burned to death.As soon as the news spread, there were those who applauded, those who talked about conspiracy, those who were furious, and those who shook their heads and sighed, but no one was sad. Those who once admired An Chengjie now all turned around and called him a liar. And those who have been friends with An Chengjie are even more ashamed of it, and they don't want to mention the name An Chengjie anymore.

Ye Zhizhou felt a headache when he heard De'an saying the news in an emotionless voice, "Okay, okay, I know he is miserable now, you don't have to come to report every day, I just want to know, where is your master? "He has been in this comfortable and exquisite hot spring villa for three or four days. He eats whenever he wants, sleeps and sleeps every day, and what he wants is delivered immediately. He can't go out, and he has never been seen. Yan Mingyong, who was stunned here, only De'an saw the sky in front of his eyes.

"His Royal Highness has something to delay, and he will come soon."

It's this answer again!The ears can hear cocoons!And that brat actually mobilized a large number of Zijin guards to surround the hot spring villa tightly. He could run away, but who knows what that brat would do after he ran away!I really don't understand how my lover, who was mature and stable in the previous two lives, became like this in this life. Could it be because of a genetic mutation during reincarnation?Wait, isn't your lover also cast from the same soul as yourself...

[The scan of the person related to the task confirms that there is no abnormality, please rest assured the host. ]

He looked at the light screen in front of him, and puffed in his heart, "So he can meet me every life because he is especially good at reincarnation?" And the lovers are all characters related to the mission, too suspicious!

The light screen flickered, [Heaven cannot be violated, directional reincarnation is detrimental to the soul, it is not advisable. ]

The complaints in his heart stopped, he was stunned, and then hurriedly asked, "What do you mean by directed reincarnation? Can it still be like this?"

[The host has insufficient authority to answer. ]

"...Fuck!"

[Please host the civilization task. ]

"..." There was no jj in the middle of the speech!

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.Nine times out of ten, the lover can follow me here because of that damned directional reincarnation!That's why he's getting weaker and weaker?And the spiritual power that was worse than the previous life... If the weakened spiritual power of the lover has something to do with the loss of the soul through directional reincarnation, then the spiritual power will disappear completely... My heart suddenly trembles, and my nerves tense up instantly, "Bongtian, spiritual Can strength be counted as part of the soul?"

This time the system was quiet for a long time before the light screen popped up, [Spiritual power can strengthen the strength of the soul. ]

"Then tell me, is Mingyong's soul depleted?"

[No anomalies. ]

He breathed a sigh of relief and slumped on the chair.Fortunately, the lover's soul is still intact, and he continued to ask with his last hope, "Then can directional reincarnation not consume the soul but only consume the mental power?"

The light screen flickered for a long time this time, as if searching for information, and only after 2 minutes did new text appear on the light screen, [in principle, it is possible, and the other party needs to have special permissions. ]

"What is in principle, what special authority is required?"

[The host has insufficient authority to answer. ]

... uk!