Mythical Version of the Three Kingdoms

"Why do you want to enter the door? It's fine if the surname is Cai." Chen Xi rolled his eyes and said in a natural tone.

"What?" Chen Lan was stunned, and after she screamed, she didn't know how to speak. After a while, she looked at Chen Xi and sorted out her words, and finally forgot what to say.

And Chen Lan's exclamation also sent Chen Yun and Chen Ying's maids to the far side, but they were far away and couldn't hear anything.

Speaking of which, no matter from any point of view, it is a good solution that the son of the Cai family does not enter the family tree of the Chen family. As long as he does not enter the family tree of the Chen family, it is a very simple matter to hide it. .

In the same way, if Cai Yan's heirs don't come in, it is not impossible for Cai Yan to hide himself. Even if he knows about it in the future, many things can pass.

The problem is that in this day and age, what should I say about this kind of thing, not to mention outrageous, it is also an unacceptable way for most people.

"So don't worry about the eldest lady, just help me hide the issue of incense. I will be more careful in the future." Seeing that Chen Lan was stunned by herself, Chen Xi immediately changed the topic, and then entangled in this aspect , Chen Xi always worried that there might be some accidents.

"In this case, will the child be a pity?" Chen Lan tentatively asked, she was overwhelmed by Chen Xi's big news, after all, this is Chen Xi's own son, and if he gave it to Cai Yan, his surname was Cai. up.

"What's the pity, isn't he still my son?" Chen Xi rolled his eyes and said.

Chen Lan nodded silently, a little confused and didn't know how to communicate.

After all, there is a huge difference between this era and later generations. The simplest point, that is, the problem of offspring, will not cause any trouble in later generations. In this day and age, that's completely different.

"No wonder sister Zhaoji will let her husband do what she wants." Chen Lan said with a sigh. In her opinion, Chen Xi has already achieved this step. It is strange that Cai Yan doesn't nod. After all, the two of them have a certain emotional foundation, even if they keep watching It seems that there is no ambiguous relationship.

Chen Xi squinted at Chen Lan speechlessly, "Okay, Lan'er will help cover in the future, and I'll tell Zhao Ji later, so I won't be discovered."

Chen Lan nodded silently, expressing that she would do her best to help. As for other things, Chen Lan didn't bother to say anything. After all, Cai Yan's son entered the genealogy of the Cai family, and Chen's mistress really had nothing to say.

When Chen Xi stabilized Chen Lan, Fan Jian, who hadn't come out much during this period, received some other rumors inexplicably.

After all, there is no impenetrable wall in this world, and there is nothing on Cai Yan's side. The problem is that Chen Xi's poems and prose have been exposed. After all, compared with the unreportable case of the secret history of the palace, poetry and prose are not so good in this era. Represents personal qualities.

Even Chen Xi had told him not to spread the word, but he couldn't stand the fact that some big bosses kept studying and watching at home, and finally spread it out by the servants at home.

Just like Zhong Yao was poisoned by Cai Yong, some people were also poisoned by Chen Xi, such as Chen Lin, such as Xu Gan, these bigwigs who belonged to the Jian'an era in history have witnessed Chen Xi's dominance in the world, and his brilliant After the incomparable literary prose, all of them have the idea of ​​​​absorbing nutrients from it.

After all, the standard of the two Fus is so high that it is almost unattainable, and the two little poems echo each other, closely related to the longing in the heart, so sublime that people have to admire it.

Because of the strict blockade, Fanjian actually didn't know what Chen Xi wrote to make Zhen Mi change her mind, she just knew about it. Curious how Chen Xi made Zhen Mi change his mind, but he didn't see the original text, so he couldn't imagine how powerful his husband is.

However, this time when Fanjian came out, she finally saw how powerful her husband is.

"Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang'an. Luo Wei's autumn cries at Jinjinglan, the slight frost is desolate and the color is cold..." Fan Jian looked at the poem she got from someone she didn't know, and after reading it, she instantly became unhappy. Husband actually didn't write to himself, but went to write to that little fairy Zhen Mi.

"Didn't you say there is another one?" After all, Fanjian also learned from those who sang poems that there is said to be another one, so she asked curiously, secretly telling herself not to be angry, she is a first wife, she should be dignified, and turn around these things You can ask Chen Xi for things.

Then the singing girl sang another song to the music.

"This song is intended to be passed on by no one, and I would like to send it to Yanran with the spring breeze. Yijun is far away in the blue sky." After repeating it, Fanjian sighed, "It is indeed a good poem."

Afterwards, someone gave a bounty to the girl who sang poetry, and then turned around fiercely, her mentality was fine, there was no major problem, it was just used to persuade the little fairy Zhen Mi to change her mind, I am not angry, not angry at all.

However, just as the brief was leaving, the singer said that today they finally got together Chen Zichuan's prose, and that a professional person would come to recite it after a while.

Speaking of which, if Chen Xi were in this place, he would probably only have one feeling, that is, this group of people are really busy, they have nothing to do to sing their own poems, what are they doing reciting their own prose, isn't this digging a hole for themselves?

I have already purchased all the wedding supplies, and I have finished shopping. After listening to two poems, I feel that I am not angry at all. I am going home and ask my husband to write two poems for me. He said that the steps he had taken were taken back.

Speaking of which, this shop is not easy. A Fang Gong Fu is hung in the Han Court Hall, but this group of people have no chance to see it, and Luo Shen Fu has seen many people, but no one will offend Chen Xi because of this. Up to now, the collection is complete, and it is sorted out bit by bit by the servants of each family.

Anyway, it’s almost like collecting a sentence today, collecting a sentence tomorrow, and putting together a complete essay at the end. It’s very hard work, but the boss said after reading it that it’s so well written, of course he wants to share it with everyone, so he took it out today.

Fan Jian is looking at what the people above can recite blankly, but what to say, Chen Xi is lucky, the first one is A Fang Gong Fu.

Its majestic momentum, neat and concise rhetoric, rich but not flashy chapters, combined with the above-mentioned feelings of worrying about the country and the people, and benefiting the world, and then narrated in a bold and uninhibited style, made everyone present feel that. The charm of the eternal classics that travel through time.

After listening to it, the corner of Fanjian's mouth curled up, what kind of little fairy Zhen Mi, hehehe, my husband's real level is much higher than the level of writing poems for you, I will find my husband when I go back, and write me a poem according to this level articles.

Of course, this kind of thing is complicated and simple, just think about it. She also knows the article. This statement is to expel Li Bai.

To a certain extent, even if the traveler travels to the Tang Dynasty and competes with Li Bai in poetry, he may not be able to defeat Li Bai with a cheating cheat.

In reality, this kind of garbage game, sometimes there will be bug characters due to running problems, and it is also called: born of eternal luck.

Just like Hiro, a Roman tycoon in the first century, invented the steam engine and made a vending machine, and the Han Dynasty developed electromagnetism, and they all pointed in the right direction. If our house does not fall, this thing will be ordered by us sooner or later. The momentum that comes out, no game has bugs, just get used to it.

Fanjian's mind is indeed a little more stable now, not as impatient as before, relatively calmer, after listening to A Fang Gong Fu, she calmed down a lot, although she still has the idea of ​​torturing Chen Xi on the poems, but it has faded a lot of.

After all, in this era, what a good man should do is not to play with words. Perhaps in later generations, to play with words is the way out for men. However, in this era, what is required of a man is more to have a family and a country, to be a prince and worship a minister.

It is not too much to please Zhen Mi in Fan Jian's view. The magnanimity in A Fang Gong's Fu made Fan Jian look down on the previous poems a lot. Compared with this kind of tolerant heart in the universe, lovesickness is compared with this kind of longing for thousands of years. Compared with the heart of worrying about the country and the people, it is too small, so small that Fanjian can clearly understand what her husband has been pursuing all along.

[Compared to female sex, my husband values ​​this great career even more. 】Recalling the situation of her husband all the time, the corners of her mouth could not help but twitch, but then she remembered the scent of incense on her husband's body recently, feeling irritable and unhappy, she decided to go back and let her husband write poems!

Just when Fanjian made up his mind to go back and ask Chen Xi to write poems, the recitation of the second piece of prose began——Luo Shenfu, a good name, but I don’t know why Fanjian thought of some annoying person when hearing this name. The little goblin, yes, is Zhen Mi.

After Fanjian finished listening, she grasped the handkerchief and exerted herself involuntarily, okay, you little goblin, isn’t it a little too much, I didn’t even enjoy this kind of treatment, but you actually did, it turns out that my husband is a little too fond of Zhen Mi up.

As for some details in the prose, I didn’t notice it because it’s so complicated. On the one hand, if the prose is not on the spot, it’s really hard to find something wrong. Zhen Mi is more suitable.

However, being calm for a long time, Fanjian, who thinks her mentality is very stable, tried her best to warn herself not to be angry, not angry, I am not angry at all, ahhhh, go home, go home and ask my husband to write an article for me, I am angry!