After the fan who wrote the emperor was discovered

On Yiru Street, Chu Yu first distributed five days' wages to the girls in Tianxianglou.

"The price was based on the market price, and the money was allocated from the Holy Majesty's private treasury, and did not go to the national treasury. The Holy Majesty has very high expectations for all sisters and sisters."

The girls were amused by him and laughed.

Then Chu Yu invited two nuns and said to them: "This is the old nuns next to the queen mother. If there is anything you don't understand, please ask the nuns."

The girls agreed, and gave another blessing, then twisted their waists and stepped forward, helping and surrounding the two old nuns, and went back to Tianxiang Tower.

After seeing them off, Chu Yu heaved a sigh of relief, then turned around and looked at the Songzhu Pavilion opposite Tianxiang Tower.

He ordered the guards who followed: "Go, call out the people in the Songzhu Pavilion."

In the carriage at the intersection, Han Min was lying by the window, and after a while, he saw the sons and brothers from the Songzhu Pavilion come out.

He turned his head and looked at Fu Xun: "They also want to be reformed through labor?"

Fu Xun nodded, while Han Min supported his head and continued to look at the situation over there.

The young man in white who met last night also came out of the building holding Qin at this time, met his eyes inadvertently, and smiled gently at him.

Unexpectedly, he still remembered him, Han Min was taken aback, and waved to him with a smile.

Seeing his movements, Fu Xun sat beside him unhappily: "What's there to see? I'll take a look too."

Han Min was pinned down by his sleeve, and pulled back vigorously: "What are you doing?"

Fu Xun took his hand with the opportunity, his face was unhappy, and he looked at the other side with unkind eyes.

The young man in white stopped looking this way and turned back to listen to Chu Yu's words.

Chu Yu cleared her throat: "Brothers and younger brothers, the Holy One sympathizes with you, it is not easy for you to perform, and you have to play the piano at night, so I specially arranged new jobs for you."

As soon as he beckoned, the people below came over carrying several big bamboo baskets.

The bamboo baskets are full of brown hair and bamboo leaves.

"Summer is coming soon, and the rainy season is coming. It's not easy to garrison troops in the south. Please weave coir raincoats and bamboo hats. It's the same as the Tianxiang Building opposite. The market price is the wages. If you do well, you will be rewarded with a good household registration and some silver taels."

Two old craftsmen with wooden boxes stepped forward.

"This is a craftsman from the Ministry of Industry. If you don't understand something, just ask."

Finally Chu Yu looked around them: "Excuse me, everyone, who can play the piano?"

The young man in white holding the piano looked around and took a step forward.

Chu Yu said: "It happens that there is still a cotton player missing, so please come with me, young master."

The young man in white was slightly startled, and looked towards the carriage at the street.

Fu Xun put down the curtain of the carriage, blocked Han Min from his side, and ordered the carriage to leave.

As the carriage drove, Han Min also had a puzzled look on his face: "Is playing the piano the same as playing cotton?"

Fu Xun didn't answer.

Maybe it's the same, anyway, I just want him to play cotton, whether he is the same or not.

Han Min said again: "The method of labor reform is quite good."

"You mentioned it."

"what?"

"I used to study in the academy, you mentioned it."

It turned out that I praised myself.

Fu Xun said again: "This matter still needs to be discussed in the long term. You can think of a good way."

Han Min nodded, "Yes."

He did not dare to say that if the productivity is not increased and the feudal production relations are not changed, no matter how much labor reform is done, it will only be a temporary solution.

Go to the government to complete the house resale contract, and then return to the palace, it is already noon.

On the way, Li Shu got off the car and returned to Xinwang Mansion.

Only Fu Xun and Han Min were left in the carriage.

Han Min held the two contracts in his hand, looked at them again and again, and smiled foolishly.

Seeing his stupid appearance, Fu Xun couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

He asked: "The house still needs to be repaired, where are you going to find a craftsman?"

Han Min thought for a while: "I have used all my money to buy a house, and I need to repair the house. I will save some money later."

I didn't expect him to be so serious.

Last night, he said that he would give all the money to Fu Xun, but Fu Xun just took it as his nonsense, but the 800 taels turned out to be all his money.

"You have no money?"

"Nothing."

Han Min carefully folded the contract and put it in his arms, not taking it as a thing at all.

Right now, he lives and boards in the palace or Liu's mansion, without spending any money; he doesn't have anything to buy himself, so the extra cost is very little.

When the first volume of "Two or Three Things About the Holy One and Tan Hualang" is printed, there should be money.

Although there are not many, but if he hurry up and write two more books, he will definitely have time to repair the house.

Fu Xun looked at his stupid look, and said, "It happens that the Ministry of Industry is idle in the beginning of spring, so let them send someone to repair it."

Han Min thought about it, and it seems that it is not impossible, there is only one——

"What about the price?"

Fu Xun said helplessly: "I will pay you according to the market price, and it will be deducted from your salary."

"Alright." Han Min smiled at him, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Let them hurry up and fix it, can it be done before the end of May?"

Han Min waved his hand and said, "There's no need to be in such a hurry. I plan to bring Grandpa and the others back in autumn when the weather is milder and it's easier to travel."

"Autumn?" Fu Xun frowned, "Your birthday is in June."

Han Min shook his foot: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"You want to put off the tiara this year until autumn?"

"No, the teacher will give me a crown."

"Your grandpa isn't coming?"

"Grandpa is getting old, it may be inconvenient to rush on the road, it's better to wait for autumn."

Fu Xun then asked, "Then will you be sad?"

Unexpectedly, he would ask this, Han Min was taken aback, and pondered, "Only a little bit."

Grandpa Han took him to study since he was a child, but now that he is wearing a crown, not only his grandpa is not around, but even a family member is not around, of course he will be sad.

But he is always like this, and he is used to putting his thoughts behind.

Han Min smiled and said, "It's okay, we've been together for more than ten years, and we'll still be together in the future..."

Fu Xun interrupted him: "Is it okay to go by water?"

He is used to putting his own thoughts on the back burner, but Fu Xun wants to be considerate of everything and make everything perfect for him.

Han Min froze for a moment, then whispered, "I'll write to ask them what they mean."

"it is good."

Han Min's almond eyes were slightly rounded, clear and translucent, but he looked at him with some searching eyes.

I don't know why he treats me so well.

Fu Xun had an open and frank appearance, and let him watch.

If I like you, I will treat you well, why is there any reason?

At this moment, the carriage arrived in front of Funing Palace, there was no sound of wheels running over, and the carriage was a bit strangely quiet.

Han Min mulled over his words, and was about to thank him when the system suddenly roared angrily.

"Han Min, get out of the car!"

Shocked by his fright, Han Min even forgot what he had prepared. He just settled down and said, "Thank you Your Majesty, I will do my best..."

Nice words.Fu Xun glanced at him, got up and got off the carriage.

Han Min followed him to the ground, and just at this time, Chu Yu, who had gone out to do some errands, also came back.

He is on duty today, but Han Min hasn't sorted out his daily routine yesterday.

Chu Yu walked up to him, touched him with his elbow, and winked at him.

Han Min bid farewell and went to Wenying Hall.

Master Lang Chu followed the Holy Majesty from the daily life, and the Holy Majesty flicked his sleeves, looking not in a good mood.

Han Min was walking on the road with his sleeves rolled up. There was no one else, so he shouted from the bottom of his heart, "System, come out!"

The system is also annoyed, annoyed: "What are you doing?"

"I still want to ask you why, why did you suddenly scare me?"

"I remind you to get off the carriage when it arrives. You and Fu Xun are always sitting in the carriage. What do you want to do?"

"He helped me a lot in this matter. I have to thank him. You made it difficult for me to speak."

"Anyway, I can thank you at any time in the future, and there is no rush at this moment."

Both of them were angry and didn't speak any more.

Back in Wenying Hall, Han Min dug out the draft he wrote down yesterday, and dug out a new piece of paper, ready to sort it out and transcribe it again.

After writing two pages, he softened his tone and asked in his heart, "Tongzi, did something happen to you?"

The system hurriedly denied: "No, I didn't see anything!"

"Tsk, trying to cover up."

"No, anyway, don't hang out with Fu Xun recently."

"What's the matter? What's the matter with Fu Xun? Do you think it's good for you to hang my appetite like this?"

The system stopped for a while, then said mysteriously: "I found out that Fu Xun might be a silly dog."

Han Min was confused: "What are you talking about?"

"He probably has the biting gene in him."

"what?"

"I told you that you don't understand. I've already sent a message to the control center. I'll tell you when the reply comes and it's confirmed. Anyway, don't get along with Fu Xun alone."

Han Min really couldn't understand what he was saying, after thinking about it, he pulled up his sleeve and looked at his arm, he wasn't bitten either.

"Is it time for you to go back to the control center for maintenance? Are you broken?"

"No, write a daily note quickly."

Unable to ask any questions, Han Min had no choice but to pick up his pen to write daily notes again.

He didn't know that an intangible system was floating in the air, looking at him lovingly.

The whole day yesterday, Han Min didn't call him, so he didn't bother to come out.Originally, after reading the literature, I had to take a break after packing up. Before turning off the phone, I went to Han Min to take a look as a routine.

Amazing!

Fu Xun is a bastard and a disciple!

How dare he secretly kiss my host right under my nose!

Poor host, he still doesn't know that he was secretly kissed while drunk.

If it weren't for the fact that the system had no entity and there were no animals nearby to possess him, he would have rushed up and kicked Fu Xun in the face.

In the end, he could only watch his eyes spit fire.

The system thinks of the spoiler in the control center last time. The spoiler said that Fu Xun's queen is a male queen.After Han Min heard the news, he also laughed and said that he had a chance to sleep on the dragon bed.

Han Min was naturally joking, and the system didn't take it seriously.

At this moment, the system recalled and cursed.It seems that Han Min is really the male queen of Fu Xun.

But later, he came back to his senses, and after thinking about it carefully, something seemed wrong.

It suddenly occurred to him that since Fu Xun would have a male empress, there would be no guarantee that he would not have a male imperial concubine, who knew where he would place Han Min.

So the system sent a message to the control center overnight, asking them who the male queen was, and whether this apprentice Fu Xun had a harem.

If he had a harem—

Hmph, don't even think about it.

Therefore, before the control center gave him an accurate reply, Fu Xun must not be given another chance.

He grew up watching Han Min. He is very smart, but he doesn't pay much attention to these things. His system must shoulder the first priority of protecting the host.

The system thought about it, and finally entered the eight characters "how to overthrow the feudal rule" in its own library.

After tidying up yesterday's daily notes, Han Min put down his pen, stretched his hands and stretched his waist.

Coincidentally, Chu Yu also came back at this time, and leaned over to take a look: "It's finished?"

"Ah."

Chu Yu walked to the bookshelf and took out two pieces of paper: "It's from yesterday afternoon, let's put it together."

After saving enough for one month, it can be bound into a book.

After stacking the papers together, Han Min flipped through them casually.

One of them caught his attention——

At the beginning of the Si Dynasty, the living resident Han Min got drunk and stayed in Funing Hall.

The corner of Han Min's mouth twitched: "Zhuoshi, is this one..."

Chu Yu patted him on the back: "I recorded this truthfully."

"No... This is too strange to say, is it okay to add a sentence of deep love between monarchs and ministers?"

"I'm too lazy to change it, pay attention next time."

Chu Yu took something from his hand, put it on the table, then took his arm and pulled him up.

"Let's go, leave the palace."

Han Min was too embarrassed to bother him, so he followed him out of the palace.

Taking Chu Yu's carriage back, Chu Yu collapsed on the cushion eating snacks as if he had no bones as soon as he got in the carriage.

He let out a long sigh: "It's tiring to be a housekeeper."

Han Min thought for a while, "I think it's okay."

"Don't show off, okay? You can go to sleep if you want, and you can find someone to take over. I'm going to teach people how to write, and I'm going to supervise labor reform. Are we the same official?"

Han Min said earnestly: "Because you are here to exercise, and you are only a housekeeper for one year, so you do more things."

Chu Yu sat up and frowned: "Then I'd rather..."

With a smile in his eyes, Han Min sat next to him and tugged at his sleeve: "Next time you are on duty, I will replace you, don't be angry."

Chu Yu's expression softened a little, his eyes rolled, and he put his arms around his shoulders: "It doesn't matter, it's just a vacation tomorrow, let's go out and play?"

"Not tomorrow."

He hasn't thanked Mr. Ge seriously for buying the house, so he wants to treat Mr. Ge to a drink tomorrow.

Chu Yu let go of his hands and looked him up and down: "Han Min, do you have other literati outside?"

"No, I really have something to do, you go to Wen Bianzhang."

"Really?" Chu Yu looked at him suspiciously, "You better not let me catch you with other wild literati."

In order to coax him, Han Min raised his hand and swore, "Really not."

Seeing his swearing, Chu Yu stroked his chin: "Then forcefully believe you once."

The carriage arrived at the Liu Mansion, Han Min got out of the carriage, and Chu Yu waved goodbye to him in the carriage.

The next morning, after Han Min washed up, he went to Baishi Bookstore.

It was still early, but the teahouse and restaurant outside Baishi Bookstore were already full of people, and the outside of the bookstore was also full of people.

Han Min squeezed forward wearing a bamboo hat.

The familiar young man received him: "My lord, this way, this way."

In the backyard, it is more relaxed.

Han Min asked, "What's the matter? Why are there so many people?"

"It's thanks to you." The little boy said with a smile, "At noon today, Songyan Moke's newest volume of words is on sale, and those people are all here to buy books."

Han Min glanced back, and could vaguely see the bustling people outside, shoulder to shoulder.

Han Min was taken aback, and ate his hand by the way.

The young man said: "We are all used to it. Our shopkeeper settles accounts every night, and the first few days at the beginning of the month are the happiest."

Lead him to the door of Mr. Ge's room, and the boy left.

Han Min knocked on the door, and the person inside answered, but it didn't sound like Mr. Ge's voice.

He pushed the door open and went in, took a closer look: "Are you there too?"

Xie Yan, who seemed to be Xie Dingyuan, sat inside and nodded to him: "Mr. Ge is going to get something, come in."

"it is good."

Xie Yan picked up the teapot and poured him tea: "Sit."

Han Min picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, and asked, "Have you changed the script before?"

"It's over, Mr. Ge is going to get my wages."

"That's good."

After a moment of silence, Xie Yan said again: "Thank you for lending me the silver taels last time."

"you are welcome."

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Ge came back.

"Xiao Xie, I don't have much money, but you've done your writing well, so it should be... oh, Han Min is here too. How is it? Have you finished the house business?"

Han Min turned his head back: "It's all done, I came here today to treat my husband to a drink."

"Then no need."

Mr. Ge sat down in front of the case, and handed a bag of money to Xie Yan: "You order a little, hurry up and write a book."

Xie Yan held the corner of the purse and shook all the loose silver onto the case.He didn't count, grabbed a handful and put them in front of Han Min.

"Repay your money, thank you."

Han Min looked down at the number, then at Mr. Ge: "Is this too much?"

Now they finally knew why Xie Yan was so poor.

It is clear that writing a line of characters is worth a thousand dollars, even if you don't write it later, there should be some leftovers.

Just like his habit of grabbing a handful of money and not spending any money, and still having a suit of clothes to wear, he is already a good financial manager.

Instead of directly laughing at him, Han Min put the money among the three of them: "Then let's have a meal with this money at noon today? How about going to Zuixianju?"

Zuixianju is the most prosperous restaurant in Yong'an City, not far from Baishi Bookstore.

Because of the good name, the names of the dishes are also very poetic, and there is a wall for scholars to write poems, and many scholars like to have a drink there.

Every three years of the imperial examination, Zuixianju is also a place where the candidates often go to get together.

Once on Grandpa Han’s birthday, a few old friends invited him here for a meal.Han Min followed behind his grandfather, grabbing a lot of food.

Near noon, the three of them went out from the backyard of Baishi Bookstore.

Mr. Ge said with a smile: "Everyone outside comes to buy Songyan Scholar's book, and they can only go out through the back door."

Han Min smiled and waved his hands: "Ashamed, ashamed."

In front of the main entrance of Baishi Bookstore, Chu Yu pushed Wen Yan's wheelchair past.

Wen Yan's legs are still not sharp.

Seeing the situation in front of the bookstore, Chu Yu clapped his palms and suddenly said, "I almost forgot, Songyan Scholar's new storybook is out today."

He leaned over and said to Wen Yan: "Bizhang, wait for me here for a while, I'll be right back."

Chu Yu ordered the servant behind him to take care of Wen Yan, and squeezed into the crowd with the money bag.

"Give me one!"

Wen Yan was sitting in a wheelchair with a bunch of body-replenishing herbs in his arms, silently watching him squeeze in.

Some helpless.

He lowered his eyes.

Not long after, Chu Yu came out, and he glanced at the script he got, and the joy on his face disappeared immediately.

He looked at the cover of the script, frowned in embarrassment, and finally put the script into his sleeve.

Wen Yan asked, "What book is it?" Chu Yu shook his head again and again: "No, no, it's not a good book."

He changed the subject: "Are you hungry? Go eat."

Chu Yu pushed the wheelchair and thought about the restaurants nearby.

Isn't that Drunken Immortal House?

Chu Yu pushed Wen Yan into the main entrance of Zuixianju.

The little guy came up to greet him: "How many guest officers? The first floor and the second floor?"

"Both of you." Chu Yu lowered his head and said to Wen Yan, "Why don't you go to the second floor? There's a window-side seat with a nice view."

Wen Yan hesitated and said, "It's not convenient for me, or..."

The little guy hurriedly said: "What's the inconvenience, I'll carry you up here?"

Wen Yan is not used to it, and just about to refuse, she heard Chu Yu say, "You are so sloppy, you broke my precious literati, I'll come, you follow with a wheelchair."

As he spoke, he was about to lift up his sleeves, and Wen Yan wanted to hold his hand.

Obviously that's not the meaning.

Chu Yu bent down, picked up his knees, and picked him up.

Wen Yan's eyes widened in shock, unable to speak: "You..."

Chu Yu hugged him, walked up the stairs steadily, and raised his eyebrows triumphantly: "Be careful of touching your legs, and you will have to raise them for a few more months."

Zuixianju faces the river on one side.

A small river that passes through the city and flows into Yuanyang Lake outside the city.

Han Min, Xie Yan, and Mr. Ge, who came earlier, were seated by the window, facing the stairs coming up.

Therefore, as soon as Chu Yu went up, he saw the three of them.

The current situation is like this -

On the stairs was Chu Yu holding Wen Yan.

On the opposite table, Han Min and Xie Yan were sitting on one side, Xie Yan was in the back, and Mr. Ge was sitting opposite them.

Chu Yu was the first to see them and stood still.

Turning his head, Wen Yan also saw Han Min, and hurriedly whispered to Chu Yu, "You let me down."

And Han Min turned his head to see them, smiled and stretched out his hand, wanting to say hello to them, but suddenly found that Chu Yu's expression was a bit wrong.

Xie Yan, who was sitting beside him, frowned calmly.

Mr. Ge, who was out of the situation, looked puzzled.

What is this doing?

Chu Yu put Wen Yan down as promised, and then rushed to Han Min.

Han Min looked back at Xie Yan.

I remember Chu Yu said that Xie Dingyuan used to be his companion.

Seeing Chu Yu's reaction now, it is clear that he knows Xie Yan.It seems that Xie Yan is Xie Dingyuan.

Unexpectedly, Chu Yu didn't come for Xie Yan.

He shook Han Min's shoulder: "What did you say to me yesterday, you said that you are absolutely no savage outside. I asked you out to play, but you didn't come out, and today you came out with someone else."

Unexpectedly, Han Min tried to explain, "It's not what you think, listen to me..."

"I don't listen, I don't listen!"

At this time, Wen Yan stepped forward in the wheelchair, and tapped Chu Yu's waist with his crutches: "Please sit down."

Chu Yu immediately calmed down, and sat angrily beside Mr. Ge, staring at Han Min with anger in his eyes, without saying a word.

After Wen Yan rescued Han Min, he took advantage of the opportunity to sit beside Han Min.

He was a little awkward: "You haven't seen me for a long time."

"I've been a little busy recently." Han Min said weakly, "I thought I'd bring you pig's trotter soup next time I'm on vacation."

Five people made a table, and two more dishes were added.

After the dishes were served, no one spoke. Compared with the chatting and laughing at other tables, the atmosphere was very awkward.

Chu Yu was still angry, and glared at Han Min viciously after taking a bite.

Having to give in, Han Min held on to his sleeve and picked up a shrimp for him: "Don't be angry."

Chu Yu snorted heavily, picked up the vegetables that Han Min added to his bowl, and called out, "Ah Yan."

Xie Yan who heard him shout raised his head.

Chu Yu sneered again, put the shrimp into Wen Yan's bowl, but looked at Xie Yan: "I didn't call you, I called my new friend Wen Yan."

Wen Yan, a new friend who has always kept quiet during meals, doesn't want to talk to him at all.

Han Min, who finally escaped from the battlefield, heaved a sigh of relief.

He calmly observed the situation on the field.

It seems that Chu Yu and Xie Yan knew each other before, Xie Yan should be Xie Dingyuan.Xie Dingyuan, who was a companion to Chu Yu and won the first prize at the age of 16.

Later, the two separated.Goodbye today, Chu Yu didn't even want to talk to him.

However, old friends and new friends still have the same name.

Ah Yan and Ah Yan.

That's why when Chu Yu called out just now, Xie Yan thought it was calling himself.

Han Min was taken aback by his great discovery.

The incomparably powerful Shura Field Trial, this is really a wonderful story material.

It seems that he can start to prepare "Anecdotes Between the Champion of the Neighboring Country, the Yushi and Tanhualang".

On the other side, Xie Yan withdrew his gaze without changing his face, and lowered his head to eat.

Halfway through the meal, their table was exceptionally silent, and suddenly there was noise from far and near outside.

It's a little strange, the diners on the second floor of Zuixianju put down their bowls and chopsticks and looked out of the window.

There was a man who seemed to be drunk, with red eyes and drunkenness. He took a gong and beat it on the street. He walked crookedly and almost fell into the river several times.

For unknown reasons, many people followed him fearing that something would happen to him.

The man knocked on the gong and roared angrily: "Songyan Scholar bastard, I knew you were watching!"

Han Min, who was called out suddenly, couldn't even hold his chopsticks steady. He put down his chopsticks, picked up his teacup with trembling hands.

The person sent several interrogative sentences to complain: "What's wrong with our lord Yushi? Why did you transcribe Tanhualang? How can Tanhualang compare to our lord Yushi? Tell me, what's wrong with your lord Yushi?" gone?"

He knelt down on the spot, held his face, wiped away the hot tears from the corners of his eyes, and cried: "My lord, you are so cruel, don't you want Master Yushi?"

The big man shed tears for love, which is very moving.

It's just that the words became more and more outrageous, others quickly covered his mouth, took him aside, and enlightened him word by word.

Han Min held a teacup and drank tea.

Wen Yan asked him: "What script? What censor? Do you know?"

Chu Yu took out the newly purchased notebook from his sleeve and threw it on the table: "Here, this is it."

The first volume of "Two or Three Stories Between the Holy One and Tan Hualang".

He explained: "The person who wrote this book is called Songyan Moke. The first four volumes were about "The Holy Master and the Yushi". Today's new one is about Tanhualang. Those who like the Yushi are not happy."

Chu Yu said softly: "Actually, the four books of "Yushi" are quite good-looking, and I also chased them all the way. Writing about Tanhualang..."

He held his forehead: "I look weird."

Wen Yan flipped through it casually.

Although it is not "The Holy One and the Royal History", one can imagine what the previous books were like.

With a cold face, he threw the page of the book and scolded in a low voice: "It's just ridiculous."

Holding the teacup, Han Min sipped the non-existent tea.

Dare not speak, trembling.

Wen Yan looked at him: "Why don't you speak?"

"I……"

How dare I speak?

Seeing him in a difficult situation, just as Mr. Ge wanted to help him out, Han Min put down his teacup heavily.

Han Min made a serious criticism of Songyan Scholar's inappropriate behavior: "This person is really—"

He tightly pursed the corners of his lips, thumped the table with his fists, and said sternly: "What a little villain."

The author has something to say: Pity the Surface: Beating the Table Expression Pack jpg.

Compassion to the Heart: Famous Painting "The Scream" jpg.

In addition, Tongzi can rest assured that the old Fu has no harem, he only treats Jiaojiao alone (and only Jiaojiao can bear his behavior, his own mother did not want to recognize him for a while)