After the fan who wrote the emperor was discovered

Han Min hugged the little Persian cat.

"Tongzi, why don't you see if you like it first, and then I'll think about whether to buy it or not?"

The system attached to the Persian cat and rubbed his face: "Please, I have been with you for so many years, and I have never asked for fame or status. I have never asked you for it."

Han Min also rubbed against it with his face sideways, his eyes dim with tears—mainly because he was moved by the price.

"Tongzi is good. It's too expensive. Dad can't afford it."

"Whose father are you? You won't buy it for me. I want to find someone who can afford it to be my father."

The little beauty hugged the little beautiful cat, unwilling to let go, and was about to stage a performance of "Blessed Lovers", as if parting from life to death.

Fu Xun looked at him, pressed the words "buy, buy ten" into the bottom of his heart, and only asked: "Would you like to buy?"

Han Min raised his head, his eyes were watery: "Do I still have a salary?"

"Perhaps, there is a little more."

"Can the court work part-time? The kind that takes two salaries at the same time."

Fu Xun remained silent, Han Min hugged his cat tightly: "Please."

"Maybe there is."

"Then if I do a few jobs during my lifetime, I will definitely be able to pay them off, right?"

"Correct."

Han Min stood next to him with the cat in his arms, and said with a smile, "Then buy it, thank you very much."

Originally he loved these fluffy ones, and this time the system also liked them very much.They agreed early in the morning that when they settled down, they would buy a cat for the system.

This kind of Persian cat with mandarin duck pupils is not common. If you miss it, you don’t know when you will see it again.

Besides, there was a Fu Xun who could provide advanced consumer services standing beside him, luring him.

In the end, he advanced the salary from Fu Xun and bought the cat.

Holding the cat in his arms, Han Min left the Persian's tent contentedly.

The system was also very happy, and kept praising him in his ears, rubbed his face vigorously, and exposed his belly for him to rub: "Han Min, you are simply the best host in the world! Go back to the control center and show off!"

Han Min rubbed the cat, smiling.

Turning around and seeing Fu Xun, even looking at this little enemy is much more pleasing to the eye.

After all, it was his money.

Han Min hugged the cat with one hand, took his hand with the other, and put his hand on the cat's back: "Do you want to pet it too?"

He held Fu Xun's hand and slid it over the fur one by one.

Han Min taught the experience of petting cats: "Touch along the fur, slowly. If you suddenly do it the other way—"

The whole cat in the system is blown up.

Han Min hurriedly changed it back: "Shun Mao, Shun Mao."

The system obediently lay on Han Min's arm, but Fu Xun felt that the cat was not looking right at him.

"Han Min, it..."

"What happened to it?"

The system turned back, eyes were wet, looking at Han Min with a cute and innocent gaze, and even gave a small mime.

Han Min didn't want to know what Fu Xun wanted to tell him, and exclaimed, "It's too cute."

He hugged the cat in his arms and rubbed it.

Thinking that he was wrong, Fu Xun didn't take this matter to heart.

Then Han Min asked Fu Rang to rub the cat too.

"It's cute, isn't it?"

The cat also looked pitiful and cute to Fu Rang.

As soon as he turned his head and saw Fu Xun, his face collapsed.

Feeling strange, Fu Xun took a second look.

Then it kicked its feet, trying to kick Fu Xun away from Han Min.

Although the cat was small and didn't feel much when kicked, Fu Xun still frowned and brushed his sleeves.

Seeing Han Min hugging the cat again, he only had eyes for the cat, meowing at him all the time.

Han Min had never yelled at him like that before, and Fu Xun was even more upset.

Miscalculation, should not have bought it for him.

After wandering around outside, I returned to the small shop where I had eaten just now.

The store clerk came out from behind the counter: "Yo, did you buy a cat?"

He took a closer look: "Just the one sold by the Persians on this street, right? She's been selling it for several days, and this cat is pretty good-looking, but because it's too expensive, no one buys it."

Han Min smiled and said, "I also borrowed money to buy it, and I have to pay it back."

The cat meowed again, and Han Min immediately got wet eyes: "This money is worth borrowing, it's worth it."

The guy also teased the cat for a while, and then they went to the second floor to find Prince Yue.

Prince Yue was still sitting by the window, and the Tianzhu dancer went back to the tent after going around two more times.When the night turned cold, when they came out again, they were all wrapped in clothes and ready to go back.

When Prince Yue saw the cat in Han Min's hand, he couldn't help touching it twice: "It's pretty, who bought it?"

Han Min concentrated on playing with the cat, and only said, "Fu Xun."

Prince Yue raised his eyes to look at Fu Xun, and heard Han Min say again: "I have to pay back the money I borrowed."

"Oh, okay, let's go back, it's getting late."

Fu Xun took a closer look, and found that the cat was docile and amiable towards Lord Yue.

Prince Yue and Fu Rang often hang out together, coming together when they come, and walking together when they leave.

Han Min rode in the same carriage with Fu Xun, and Fu Xun sent him back.

In the carriage, Han Min was a little tired from walking, and leaned against the carriage wall.

The cat was lying on his lap, facing Fu Xun, and when he looked at Han Min, it stared at him with glazed eyes, wary of him.

Fu Xun finally determined that the cat had a sullen face and unfriendly eyes towards him.

Especially when he was close to Han Min, there would be a deep grunt from his throat, wishing he could stretch out his claws and slap him away.

What did he buy for Han Min?

Fu Xun reached out, pinched the nape of its neck, and lifted it up.

Han Min was startled, and quickly stretched out his hand to protect it: "Hey, be careful, it's too small."

Still young?It is obvious that they are almost mature.

Fu Xun sneered and stared into the cat's eyes.

The cat looked back at the past without fear, and "flames splattered" for a while.

Han Min looked puzzled, and quietly asked the system: "What are you doing?"

There was a bit of grievance in the electronic voice of the system: "You have seen it, it is obvious that he pinched me first."

"Did you accidentally provoke him?"

"I do not have."

Han Min sat next to Fu Xun and asked tentatively, "What's wrong with this cat?"

Fu Xun said, "It's not right."

"it……"

"Quite spiritual, as if he has cultivated to become a master."

"what?"

Although Fu Xun didn't really believe in these things, and he wasn't very pious even when he accompanied the Queen Mother to copy Buddhist scriptures in Jianguo Temple, but when he said this, he was very serious.

Han Min was taken aback, and the alarm sounded in his heart.

The system is attached to this cat, isn't it the essence?

Who would have thought that Fu Xun's eyesight was so good that he could even see this?

"Tongzi, come out first."

After the system came out, when the cat confronted Fu Xun, it turned into an ignorant kitten again.

Han Min said, "Isn't this normal? You probably misread it."

He rescued the cat from Fu Xun, held it in his arms and stroked it twice.

Fu Xun said: "It treats me..."

Han Min handed the cat to him: "What did it do to you?"

Fu Xun frowned and looked at it for a while, feeling weird.

Han Min hugged the cat and rubbed it against him: "It's okay, how cute."

A cat without a system possessing it is not as clear-cut as the system, but it still kicks its feet, instead of going to Fu Xun, it keeps crawling towards Han Min.

The non-physical system floated beside Han Min, and repeatedly praised: "Not bad, very spiritual, and knows how to protect the Lord."

The cat grabbed Han Min's skirt and climbed up. Han Min was afraid that he would fall, so he supported it with his hands.All the way up to Han Min's shoulder, one paw grabbed the headband that tied his hair, opened his mouth wide to bite, but was pushed away by Fu Xun.

You can also pull Han Min's hairband?Stay calm.

Han Min was also afraid that Fu Xun would see something else, so he hugged the cat and prevented it from moving.

After a moment of silence, Fu Xun asked, "What's your name?"

"Tongzi."

It's a weird name, but since Han Min likes it, let him go.

Han Min thought for a while, scratched the cat's chin, and raised its round head: "Look, it's not mature."

"Ah."

"It doesn't matter if you become a spirit, your majesty's dragon spirit is suppressed here."

The literati flattered him just right, Fu Xun chuckled, and raised his hand to stroke Han Min's hair.

Touch along the hair.

The system's eyes were tearing apart, and the voice was hoarse: "Stop it!"

Not long after, the carriage arrived in front of the Liu Mansion.

Han Min was about to leave with the cat in his arms. Before he left, he turned to Fu Xun and said, "I owe you money to His Majesty. In a few days, Your Majesty will have the bill written to me?"

"it is good."

"If you have a part-time job or an assignment, please His Majesty be the first to consider me."

"understood."

Han Min jumped off the carriage, stood where he was and waved to him: "Your Majesty, go slowly."

Holding the cat's paw again, he also waved at him: "Come on, tell Your Majesty to go slowly."

Fu Xun couldn't help admonishing: "Don't play with cats all the time."

Han Min nodded in agreement, and the carriage left.

"Tongzi, you can come back. His eyes are still sharp. If he is here in the future, you'd better not come in."

The system raised its foot lazily: "Isn't it okay if you don't see him?"

"Why didn't I see him? He's the boss, and I still owe him money."

"Just don't meet him in private. You want to bring the cat with you when you are on duty? You see, Chu Yu and Wen Yan never meet him in private. Everything is explained clearly in Zichen Hall and Funing Hall."

Han Min suddenly realized: "It seems to be like this."

The system snorted coldly: "Listen to me right."

Before the control center gave a definite reply, the system felt that it was best not to see Han Min and him.

Every time they met, Fu Xun was going to make a fuss, but Han Min didn't feel it, and always watched the system anxiously getting angry.

Going back from the side door of Liu Mansion, before Han Min opened the door, he heard the rattle of carriage wheels behind him.

When he looked back, it was the Liu family's carriage.

Liu Ting lifted the curtain of the car: "Mimi, are you so late? I just saw a carriage taking you back. Is it Zhushi?"

Han Min shook his head, "It's a carriage from the palace."

Liu stopped the car and said to the people inside: "Give me the book."

The person inside handed him a stack of books, Liu Ting took it, and the person inside said: "No need, I'll get the rest."

That was Jiang Huan's voice.

Han Min said, "Brother Jiang?"

Liu Ting backed away from the carriage, stood with him, and explained: "Tomorrow the school will be on holiday. I usually take the books at home to read, and I have lent some to the students. I have to bring them back today. I found out that I took out so much. I can’t take it alone, please Shi Bing help me.”

Han Min nodded, holding the cat in one hand, and helped his brother get some with the other.

The system was leaning on his arm, Liu Ting saw it, and leaned over to take a look: "Meow——"

At this time Jiang Huan also got off the carriage with two stacks of books in his arms: "Go back."

The three of them lived in the same courtyard and walked on the corridor together.

Han Min said, "The school will be on holiday tomorrow, so senior brother can sleep later."

Jiang Huan walked behind and said leisurely, "He's not you."

Han Min was not convinced: "I go to bed late at night, brother!"

Liu Tingwen, who was called out, smiled and changed the subject: "When is Mimi going to Tongzhou? Senior brother happens to go with you."

Han Min thought for a while: "It's the beginning of the month, I'm writing a letter for asking for leave."

Jiang Huan said again: "When you go out, you need to be accompanied by your brother, Jiaojiao is really Jiaojiao."

Han Min pursed his lips, Liu Ting patted his head, and said to Jiang Huan, "Don't do this, I also want to go see Eldest Sister and Brother Pei first."

After moving the scroll to Liu Ting's room, Han Min went back to his room.

Sitting in front of the desk and studying ink, the system possessed a white cat, lying on the side of the desk, flicking its tail.

He was going to Tongzhou in early May, and he might not be able to hand in the story books, so he thought about writing two books this month and handing them in together.

One is "Tan Hua Lang". A few days ago, after Chu Yu found out that he wrote the script, Chu Yu ordered him to finish "Tan Hua Lang" within the space of a book.

So "Tan Hua Lang" is already finishing.

There is another one, he hasn't figured out who to pair with the Holy One, he is holding his head and thinking.

The fifth prince Fu Rang?

No, he's so stupid, and he's a good friend. If he found out, he would cry and want to break up.

General Wei?

No way, he is quite good at martial arts, if he knows, he will be beaten much more than Wen Yan and Chu Yu.

Brother Liu Tingliu?

This is absolutely not possible!This is his dearest senior brother, Fu Xun cannot be cheap.

Han Min thought about all the people he knew, and when he looked up, the window in the room was open, and Jiang Huan's room was directly opposite, and the lights were still on.

Han Min had a flash of inspiration: "Brother Jiang!"

There happened to be a male character missing here, and Jiang Huan took the initiative to hurt him just now, trying to get his attention.

He dipped his pen into the ink and wrote a line of big characters on the paper——

"Two or three things about the sage and the prime minister".

The cool-faced brother, Prime Minister Jiang, and the decisive emperor, are fighting for each other.

Han Min rubbed his hands, not bad, not bad, this book will definitely create another glories and climb the peak bravely.

It's just that he doesn't often see Fu Xun and Jiang Huan together, and there is no real situation to refer to.

But it doesn't matter, the charm of literary creation lies in fiction.

Having found the way forward, the long night is long, and Songyan Moke writes hard.

In the blink of an eye, it was mid-April.

In the early morning, Han Min yawned long and put down the pen in his hand.

After staying up all night again, he stretched himself, rubbed his eyes, and was about to get up and wash his face, but he heard someone knock on his door.

Xiao Zizi said: "My lord, are you up yet? Today is your duty."

Only then did Han Min suddenly wake up.

Another living man, Mr. Yu, changed shifts with him because his eldest grandson got married a few days ago.

So today he is on duty.

He quickly packed up the manuscript: "I'm up, come in."

Holding hot water and a towel, Xiao Zizi opened the door and entered, and saw that the candles on the table were all burned out.

"Master, you didn't sleep at all, did you?"

Han Min was in a hurry: "Stop talking, I'm almost too late."

After he washed, he put on his official uniform and began to tie his hair.

Xiao Zizi said: "Why don't you ask Mr. Chu to take your place for a day?"

Han Min held the wooden comb and pulled his hair: "No, I have to go to the palace to deliver a copy today."

"But the young master didn't sleep all night, isn't it too good?"

Han Min leaned closer to the bronze mirror and looked at his face carefully: "It's okay, I don't have dark circles under my eyes, my face is very pale, I can't tell it."

Xiao Zizi said helplessly: "I mean, it's not good for your health."

"I'll catch up on my sleep in the carriage."

"Ok."

Xiao Zizi made him a cup of refreshing tea, watched him drink it, and then sent him out.

The carriage drove towards Miyagi, Han Min leaned on his seat and squinted for a while, before falling asleep, the carriage stopped.

He patted his face to make himself look more energetic, and then got out of the carriage with his official hat in his arms.

It was already a bit late, and Han Min was so tired that he couldn't run, so he could only walk quickly to Funing Hall.

When he arrived, it happened that Fu Xun was about to leave.

Still not late.

In early summer, the sun rises early, and it is still very early at this time.

But for the early riser, it was already too late.

Fu Xun held a long knife in his right hand and looked at him: "What are you in a hurry for?"

Han Min bowed and bowed, "I'm late."

Fu Xun came down from the steps: "Have you had breakfast yet?"

Holding the pen and paper, Han Min nodded, "I've used it."

With the refreshing tea made for him by a small dose, he ate a few pieces of snacks.

Fu Xun was used to getting up early to go to the martial arts arena, and Han Min knew about it after being a housekeeper for so many days, and followed behind him with a pen and paper in his arms.

Fu Xun was practicing martial arts not far away. He bowed his head and made a note, then stood there and yawned.

He didn't dare to blatantly hit him, so he could only pursed his lips and yawned secretly, several times in a row, his eyes glistened with water.

He couldn't count the number of times he made up his mind not to stay up all night again.

Then the sun gradually rose, shaking Han Min a little dizzy, so he quietly moved to stand under the eaves, hiding for a while.

Fu Xun caught a glimpse of him walking to the side from the corner of his eye, but he didn't pierce it and let him go.

And Han Min stood and sat down again.

Sitting and sitting, leaning against the porch again.

Leaning and leaning, the eyes cannot be opened.

He just held the pen and paper like this, his head was bit by bit, and he dozed off like a chicken pecking at rice.

Fu Xun put the saber back into its sheath, threw the long saber to the martial artist standing beside him, and then walked towards Han Min.

Seeing this, the palace people around them broke into a cold sweat for Han Min, mustered up their courage again, and wanted to go up and call him up, but Fu Xun waved his hands away.

Han Min didn't sleep well, the brush in his arms was stained with ink, and it was still facing upwards, so it was easy to paint on his face.

He himself fell into a drowsy sleep, how could he pay attention to these?

Fu Xun came before his eyes, and a tall shadow enveloped him. Seeing that he was still awake, he coughed.

The smooth wooden railing couldn't sit still. Han Min was so frightened that he lost his balance for a moment and jumped straight forward.

He almost fell under Fu Xun and hit his head between his legs.

Fu Xun supported his two hands, suppressed a smile and said, "There is no need to do such a great gift."

Before Han Min woke up, he raised his head in a daze, and the pen he was holding happened to draw a line on his cheek again.

He was stunned and stared: "Huh?"

When he came back to his senses, he said: "Oh, I'm leaving, I'm going to..."

"Don't worry, I'm a little tired. I'll rest for a while before leaving. You sit down too."

After saying that, Fu Xun sat down beside him.

Just now he almost fell, and a note fell out of Han Min's sleeve.

Fu Xun bent down and picked it up: "What is this?"

Han Min struggled to open his eyes, and carefully identified it: "Oh, this is my letter for asking for leave."

"what happened?"

"I'm going back to Tongzhou in early May to bring back my family members. Please allow me your Majesty."

Fu Xun opened the booklet and took a few glances.

This thing Han Min wrote simply, just following the usual mold.

He asked, "Is everything arranged here?"

"It's all arranged."

"Who is going with you?"

"Senior Brother Liu."

"anything else?"

"Nothing."

Han Min was very sleepy, he only answered one question when he asked, and didn't have the heart to say anything else.

Fu Xun closed the booklet: "Yes."

Han Min said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Is it that sleepy?"

"Yeah." Han Min blinked hard, looking at him sincerely with his misty almond eyes, "Not at all."

"Didn't sleep last night?"

"Stayed up all night."

"What did you do?"

Han Min didn't answer, but asked, "Your Majesty, do I have to deduct money if I ask for leave?"

"want."

"I'm just changing shifts with Zhuo Shi and Master Yu, and I will make up for it later."

"Then make it up later."

"Are there any vacancies recently? Why don't I go to work in the Imperial Dining Room before I come back?"

"No, there is an official position suitable for you."

"Well, I hope the wages are not too small."

"There will be many."

"That's good."

Fu Xun thought for a while, and then said, "Take Yanzhi."

Yanzhi is the eagle, Han Min's carrot head, Fu Xun called it Yanzhi.

"Okay."

"write me a letter."

"it is good."

"Take that cat with you too?"

Han Min shook his head: "It's too small for long-distance travel. I'm going to leave it to the teacher and Eunuch Yang to take care of it for a few days."

He had a flash of inspiration: "How about I send it to the palace, Your Majesty, you are tired of critiquing papers and practicing martial arts, so you can hug it and touch it, it's very comfortable."

Fu Xun flatly refused: "No need."

"I sent it in to pay off the debt, can I lose some money?"

"No."

Han Min pursed his lips, lowered his head and shook his feet.

If Han Min said that he paid off the debt with his own body, Fu Xun would have just agreed.

a cat?He doesn't want a cat.

Fu Xun wiped his cheek with his hand, and Han Min turned to look at him.

Fu Xun showed him the ink on his hand: "It's stained."

Feeling confused for a while, Han Min didn't reach out to touch it himself, but instead raised his head, as if to let him wipe it off.

Unexpectedly, when he was in a daze, there would be such a good thing.

Fu Xun rubbed his face with his thumb: "It can't be wiped off, wash it with water later."

Han Min nodded.

After being silent for a while, Han Min closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep again.

When Fu Xun was sitting, he sat between Han Min and the pillar, separating Han Min from the pillar.

If Han Min wanted to sleep, he couldn't lean on the pillar, he had to lean on him.

Fu Xun straightened his back, put his hands on his knees, sat upright, and even gave his shoulders to him.

As expected of me.

Seeing that Han Min was about to fall asleep, Fu Xun thought about it and called in his ear, "Han Min."

"Ok?"

"Call me 'Third Brother'."

"what?"

Fu Xun taught him word by word, "Third brother."

Han Min didn't want to talk to him, lowered his head to sleep, and tried to cover up: "Don't lie to me, I'm not asleep."

Fu Xun read it in his ear several times, and Han Min felt disturbed, so he opened his mouth and called out in a low voice, "...Brother."

He even swallowed the first word, Fu Xun froze, suddenly didn't know how to put his hands and feet, but he smirked uncontrollably, with the corners of his mouth crazily raised.

The tiger in Fu Xun's heart slipped and ran wildly.

The author has something to say: species introduction:

Name: a tiger

Location: Old Fu's Heart

Similar species: the little deer in the heart of a girl, the little penguin in the heart of pity

Likes: Mimin, making a living with Mimin's loveliness