"Why do you want to come in? It's better if your last name is Cai." Chen Xi rolled his eyes and said in a matter-of-fact tone.
"What?" Chen Lan was stunned. After screaming, she didn't know what to say. She looked at Chen Xi for a while while arranging her words, and finally forgot what to say.
Chen Lan's scream also attracted the attention of Chen Yun and Chen Ying's maids who had previously sent them far away, but after all, they were far away and could not hear anything.
No matter from any angle, if the Cai family's son does not enter the Chen family's family tree, this is a good solution. As long as it does not enter the Chen family's family tree, it will be a very simple matter to hide it.
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In the same way, if Cai Yan's heirs do not come in, it is not impossible for Cai Yan to hide himself. Even if he knows about it in the future, many things will be over.
The problem is that in this era, how do you say this kind of thing? Not only is it treasonous, but it is also an approach that is unacceptable to most people.
"So please leave it alone, Miss. Just help me hide the issue of incense. I will be more careful in the future." Chen Xi saw that Chen Lan was restrained by him, and immediately changed the topic and continued to entangle in this aspect.
, Chen Xi is always worried about whether something unexpected will happen.
"In this case, wouldn't it be a pity for the child?" Chen Lan asked tentatively. She was already stunned by Chen Xi's big news. After all, this is Chen Xi's own son. He said that he would give it to Cai Yan, so his surname is Cai.
Already.
"What's the pity? He's still my son, isn't he?" Chen Xi rolled his eyes and said.
Chen Lan nodded silently, feeling a little confused and not knowing how to communicate.
After all, there is a huge difference between this era and later generations. As for the simplest point, that is, the issue of heirs, there will not be any trouble in this kind of thing in later generations. Even if you know that you will die, you just need to look twice, but
In this day and age, it's completely different.
"No wonder Sister Zhaoji lets her husband do whatever she wants." Chen Lan sighed and said. In her opinion, Chen Xi had already achieved this step. It was strange that Cai Yan didn't nod. After all, the two of them had a certain emotional foundation. Even if they kept watching
There seems to be no ambiguous relationship.
Chen Xi glanced at Chen Lan wordlessly, "Okay, Lan'er will help cover up from now on, and I'll tell Zhao Ji when I turn around, so that I won't be discovered."
Chen Lan nodded silently to express that he would try his best to help. As for other words, Chen Lan was too lazy to say anything else. After all, Cai Yan's son entered the Cai family's genealogy, and there really was nothing good to say about Chen's mistress.
While Chen Xi was trying to stabilize Chen Lan, Fan Jian, who had not been out much during this period, received some other rumors inexplicably.
After all, there is no airtight wall in this world, and Cai Yan has nothing to do with it. The problem is that Chen Xi's poems and poems have been exposed. After all, compared to the secret history of the palace, which cannot be put on the table, poems and poems are not popular in this era.
Represents personal qualities.
Even Chen Xi had promised not to spread the news before, but he couldn't resist some big shots who kept studying and watching it at home, and finally it was spread by the family servants.
Just like Zhong Yao was poisoned by Cai Yong, some people were also poisoned by Chen Xi, such as Chen Lin and Xu Qian. These big guys from the Jian'an era in history witnessed Chen Xi's domination of the world and his brilliance.
After reading the incomparable literary works, everyone has the idea of absorbing the nutrients from it.
After all, the level of the two poems is so high that it is almost beyond our reach, and the two short poems echo each other and closely relate to the thoughts in my heart. They are so wonderful that one cannot help but admire them.
Because of the tight blockade, Fan Jian actually didn't know what Chen Xi wrote to make Zhen Mi change his mind. He only knew about it. As for the Afang Palace Fu and Luo Shen Fu that were further ahead, he didn't know at all. Although Fan Jian was very
I am curious about how Chen Xi made Zhen Mi change his mind, but I haven’t read the original article, so I really can’t imagine how powerful her husband is.
However, this time when Fan Jian came out, she finally saw how powerful her husband was.
"Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang'an. Luo Wei's autumn cries are in the golden well, and the frost is desolate and the mat is cold..." Fan Jian looked at the poem she got from someone she didn't know. After reading it, she felt unhappy for a moment.
My husband didn't write it to himself, but to that little fairy Zhen Mi.
"Didn't you say there is another one?" After all, Fan Jian also learned from those who sang the poems that there was said to be another one, so she asked curiously, secretly warning herself not to be angry. She is the legitimate wife and must be dignified. Looking back on 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 down by no one, but I would like to send it to Yan Ran with the spring breeze. I recall you so far away from me in the blue sky." After repeating it, Fan Jian sighed, "It is indeed a good poem."
After that, someone gave a reward to the girl who sang the poem, and then she turned around and felt better. There was no big problem. It was just used to persuade the little fairy Zhen Mi to change her mind. I am not angry, not at all.
However, just as the traditional Chinese characters were being simplified, the singer indicated that today they had finally assembled all of Chen Zichuan's poems, and a professional would recite them in a short while.
Speaking of which, if Chen Xi were in this place, I'm afraid he would only have one feeling, that is, these people are really too busy to sing their own poems or recite their own poems. Isn't this digging a hole for themselves?
I have already purchased all the wedding supplies and finished shopping. After listening to two poems, I feel that I am not angry at all. I am going to go home and ask my husband to write two traditional and simplified poems for me. When I heard the host on the scene say this
Said, the steps that were taken were taken back again.
Speaking of which, this shop is not easy. Afang Palace Fu hangs in the Hanting Hall, but these people have no chance to see it. Many people see Luo Shen Fu, but no one will offend Chen Xi for this.
So far, I have collected it all, and I have compiled it bit by bit from the servants of each family.
Anyway, it’s pretty much the same: today I’ll collect one sentence, tomorrow I’ll collect one sentence, and the last bit of it will be pieced together into a complete poem. It’s quite hard, but after reading it, my boss said it was so well written, and of course he wanted to share it with everyone, so I took it out today.
Traditional and simple people were looking at what the people above could recite with expressionless expressions, but Chen Xi was very lucky. The first song was Epang Palace Fu.
Its powerful momentum, neat and concise rhetoric, rich but not flashy chapters, combined with the above-mentioned feelings of concern for the country and the people, and the narration in a bold and uninhibited style, made everyone present feel the emotion.
The charm of timeless masterpieces.
After listening, Fan Jian raised the corner of her mouth and said, "What a little fairy Zhen Mi, hum hum hum, your husband's real level is much higher than the level of writing poems for you. I will find your husband when I get back and write me a poem according to this level."
Chapter.
Of course, this kind of thing is complicated and simple just think about it. She also knows about articles. The exquisite articles are made by nature and come by chance. Even a god can hardly guarantee that every piece of his work is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation. But generally speaking,
This statement means that Li Bai was expelled from the country.
To a certain extent, even if a time traveler traveled to the Tang Dynasty and competed with Li Bai in poetry, he might not be able to defeat Li Bai with a plug-in golden finger.
In reality, junk games like this sometimes end up with buggy characters due to running problems. They even call them euphemistically: born with eternal luck. To put it bluntly, isn’t it just that the junk game Earth OL has running bugs?
Just like Hero, the first-century Roman master, invented the steam engine and made a vending machine, and the Han Dynasty invented electromagnetism, and he also pointed it in the right direction. It seems that if our family does not fall, sooner or later this thing will be ordered by us.
The momentum comes out, no game has bugs, just get used to it.
Fan Jian's temperament is indeed more stable now. He is not as irritable as before. Relatively speaking, he is much calmer. After listening to Afang Palace Fu, he has calmed down a lot. Although he still has the idea of torturing Chen Xi in the poem, he has faded away.
a lot of.
After all, in this era, what a good man should do is not to write and write. Maybe in later generations, writing and writing will be the way out for men. However, in this era, the requirements for men are more to have a family and a country, to be named a prince and to become a prime minister. Writing and writing is just a minor path.
It is not too much to please Zhen Mi in Fan Jian's opinion. The magnanimity in Afang Palace Fu made Fan Jian look down on the previous poems a lot. Compared with this kind of tolerant heart, lovesickness is compared with this kind of vision that can see through thousands of years.
, the concern for the country and the people is too small compared to that, so small that Fan Jian clearly understands what her husband has been pursuing.
[Compared with women’s sex, husbands value the great achievements of the Qianqiu.] Fan Jian couldn’t help but twitch her lips when she thought of her husband’s current situation, but then she thought of the scent of incense on her husband’s body recently, and she became irritated and helpless.
I am happy and have decided to go back and let my husband write poems!
Just when Fan Jian made up his mind to go back and ask Chen Xi to write a poem, the recitation of the second poem began - Luo Shen Fu, a good name, but I don't know why Fan Jian remembered a certain annoying thing when he heard this name.
The little fairy, yes, is Zhen Mi.
After Fan Jian finished listening, she grabbed the handkerchief and couldn't help but exert force, "Okay, you little devil, are you going a little too far? I haven't even enjoyed this kind of treatment, but you have actually enjoyed it. Sure enough, your husband is a little too doting on Zhen Mi."
Already.
As for some details in the poems, they are too complicated and simplified to be noticed. On the one hand, it is really difficult to find something wrong if this poem is not on the spot. On the other hand, people who have not compared each other will of course be preconceptions.
Zhen Mi is more suitable.
However, Fan Jian, who has been calm for a long time and thinks that her mentality is very stable, tried hard to warn herself not to be angry, not to be angry, I am not angry at all, ah ah ah, go home, go home and ask your husband to write an article for me too,
