After being bound by the eating and broadcasting system, I became a heartthrob

The Articles of Meng Zhen

Emperor Fengyuan reigned for five years, and the Southwest had been in severe drought for several years. After no harvest, there was finally a nectar from heaven. Here comes the rain.

The first thing Emperor Fengyuan did after he came to power was to overcome all opinions and insist on implementing the policy of reducing taxes.

Many refugees who escaped from the disaster were finally able to return to their hometowns, reclaimed the land, and unearthed the wilderness, making the Southwest more and more prosperous day by day.

Meng Zhenzhi followed the original route and came here again, only to find that this place was quite different from what he had seen before.

He came to this town in the early years. At that time, the town was extremely poor. Both sides of the road were full of disaster victims who had to beg for money because they couldn’t eat and patients who got sick and had no money for medical treatment. The whole town was shrouded in a layer of death.

When he came again at this time, there were newly opened shops on both sides, with government subsidies, people used the money and food to develop sideline businesses, and life gradually became more enjoyable.

When Meng Zhenzhi entered an inn, the storyteller was praising the achievements of the new emperor. He was talking about the compassionate heart of the new emperor. .

Meng Zhenzhi found a place at random, and asked Xiao Er to serve a pot of tea, listening with gusto.

Others didn't buy it, and a pig-killer slapped the table, "Little old man, you've told this story a thousand times, and it makes my ears callous. What's new?"

The storyteller narrowed his eyes, he was in the middle of his talk, and was interrupted, he was a little unhappy, "What do you want to hear new?"

The pig-killer chuckled, "Tell me something interesting! Talk about it all day! It's boring! I heard that your little old man is also from the capital and has seen the world. Tell us about it!"

The storyteller was flattered by his praise, and he twirled his beard, "It's easy to say."

He opened his round eyes and glanced down, "You may not believe me when I say it, but don't look at my old man like this, he also had the opportunity to meet the saint before."

There was an uproar below, and many people who had dozed off woke up, "Tell me, what does the emperor look like!"

The storyteller raised his beard proudly, "Let me tell you, our Majesty, that is really a fairy descending from the earth, with the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix, ho! Don't believe me, my old man has seen countless people, just like His Majesty." It's also the first time I've seen the immortal."

Someone from below answered with a smile, "I'm afraid I'm just bragging! This man can see where he is, because he has one nose and two eyes!"

"Cut," the storyteller rolled his eyes and said disdainfully, "You haven't seen it before, I dare to vouch for my old man's reputation, I didn't tell a single lie."

There was booing below, obviously not believing his words.

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Meng Zhenzhi's mouth, and he played with the bone china cup with his fingers. There were a few pieces of tea leaves floating in the cup.

A buddy next to him was amused by his actions, "Brother looks elegant, but his actions are bold and unrestrained. What's the point of drinking this tea? Why don't you have a cup?"

Meng Zhenzhi shook his head with a smile, "No, I still have to go on the road today, I'm afraid I'll be delayed if I drink too much."

He looks handsome and handsome, and he doesn't come from the town at first glance. The brother heard his accent, which was somewhat similar to the storyteller, and asked tentatively, "Could it be that brother is from the capital?"

Meng Zhenzhi nodded, "That's right, it's just that I haven't been back for a long time, and I've forgotten my local accent."

The brother laughed, "Then you come to judge, is our emperor really as mysterious as the old man said?"

Meng Zhenzhi actually thought about it seriously, and nodded extremely seriously, "I think his evaluation is very pertinent."

As he spoke, he chatted with the brother who just wanted to chat.

The brother originally wanted to hear him expose the storyteller's braggadocio, who knew that when he heard such a sentence, and then listened to his speech, he was taken aback for a while, "Then...that is compared to you. Woolen cloth?"

In the eyes of this eldest brother, Meng Zhenzhi's appearance is also extremely good, and he is always the target of being scrambled by the girls in the flower building.

Meng Zhenzhi frowned, "How dare I compete with His Majesty, the difference between me and Your Majesty is that of cloud and mud."

After a while, the two found that they were very close to each other and had a very happy conversation, so they almost called each other brothers, and Meng Zhenzhi sighed regretfully.

The elder brother next to him was tearful by what he said, and at this moment the two brothers patted him on the back with a good look, "Brother, are you homesick?"

Meng Zhenzhi nodded seriously, "It's been five years since I left home, can you not think about it?"

The eldest brother nodded sharply, and slapped his back, "Go back if you think about it, maybe someone is waiting for you."

Meng Zhen was stunned when he was talking about excitement, and after a while, his expression was a little sad, but he was only frustrated for a while, and then cheered up again.

He patted the table, "Little Er, bring some wine."

In the past five years, I didn't learn how to be good in Jianghu, but I learned how to be a gangster.

He looked elegant, who knew that his actions and speech were so unrestrained, the elder brother immediately felt that he was getting close, filled the wine bowl, touched him, and said boldly, "Drink, drink."

It didn't take long before several pots of wine were drunk. The eldest brother thought that Meng Zhenzhi could drink, but he probably didn't expect him to be so good. He was already crying and singing flower songs while hugging the legs of the table. Shaking his head soberly, he poured himself a drink.

大哥一边哭一边喊，“呜呜呜呜呜小芳我想你，你不要嫁给那个土地主，等俺卖了猪就来娶你，小芳你一定要等我啊呜呜呜，正月那个The flowers are blooming, beautiful girls come to the streets..."

From time to time, the waiter's waiter cast a dark look over him, for fear that they would break something if they got drunk.

Meng Zhenzhi lowered his eyes and drank his own wine. After an unknown period of time, another man came, smiled at him apologetically, and dragged away the drunken man on the ground.

One after another, the storyteller also closed the stall, and all the people dispersed.

It wasn't until the hustle and bustle ended and the tavern was about to close that Meng Zhenzhi got up and staggered away.

Maybe someone is waiting for you?

Meng Zhenzhi was holding a jug of wine in his hand, pouring it into his mouth as he walked, and he walked for an unknown amount of time before raising his head.

It turned out that this night was the Mid-Autumn Festival, no wonder every house closed its doors, and no one could be seen not returning home. The streets were a bit deserted, it turned out that it was the reunion festival.

A person's Mid-Autumn Festival is a bit lonely, but fortunately, there is good wine and the moon as companions, and the moon is extra bright and clear this night.

As beautiful as the moon on the night he first saw the man.

Li Jingming

"For the disaster relief in the Southwest, everyone has worked hard during this period of time, and the treasury is running low. Thanks to the generosity of the lovers, you have given away your family wealth... Li Jingming, are my words so hypnotic?"

Chu Yu was talking, and when she glanced down, helplessly, she saw a person whose head looked like a chicken pecking rice. She really thought that no one else could see him, and was secretly dozing off.

It has become his daily routine to wake up Li Jingming, who is sleeping standing up, every morning.

The minister standing next to Li Jingming tugged at his sleeve and called him in a low voice, "Master Li, Sir Li, Your Majesty is calling you again."

Li Jingming raised his head, rubbed his eyes, and stood up like a ghost, "Your Majesty, what do you call me?"

Chu Yu looked at his appearance and sighed, "Li Jingming, should I give you a few days off and let you go back to sleep in the dark, why do you always look like you can't wake up?"

As soon as Li Jingming raised his head, he could see that beautiful face. At this time, his face was full of helplessness. There was not much blame in his beautiful eyes, but a bit of ridicule instead.

He chuckled, "Your Majesty, I'm used to it. I feel sleepy at this time every day, and I can't help but sleep."

The people next to him gasped, and they all secretly sweated for him.

It is generally accepted that the new emperor has a good temper, but there are not many people like Li Jingming who dare to directly challenge the authority. What if Chu Yu gets upset one day and kills him?

Who knew that the new emperor was not only not displeased at all, but looked at him with a smile on his face, "Well, it seems that Li Aiqing is really sleepy, so I will work hard and wake you up every morning."

Li Jingming smiled foolishly, not knowing why others were worrying about him, and nodded cheerfully, "Thank you for your kindness."

Chu Yu shook his head helplessly.

Li Jingming took this opportunity to take a peek at their new emperor openly.

Chu Yu didn't know his little thoughts yet, she just laughed at why he was so dumb.

Chu Yu left after court, and those who were interested saw Li Jingming's face full of spring breeze, enraged with jealousy, and muttered in a low voice, "Maybe it has something to do with our Majesty doting on him so much, hmph... .It's just a boy."

Why didn't they get this treatment?They also want to be called by Xindi's gentle voice every day!

Hearing these words, Li Jingming was walking ahead, suddenly turned around and stared at him quietly.

The troublemaker felt guilty after being stared at by him, "What are you looking at me for!"

Unexpectedly, Li Jingming strode up to him without saying a word, and patted his shoulder so hard that his small body could hardly stand it.

Li Jingming looked thin and thin, but he was actually a head taller than him. The troublemaker thought he was going to fight, so he yelled in fright, "What are you going to do! This place is above the court, you know that daring to openly fight here is a capital offense. …”

Who knew that Li Jingming patted him on the shoulder with a serious face, "I love to hear what you say, talk more."

"...Huh?" The troublemaker was dumbfounded and stared at him dumbfounded.

Without giving him another chance to speak, Li Jingming turned around, smiled and left humming a ditty, not at all affected by what this person said.

I also saw His Majesty today, and even talked to His Majesty, happy!