Meng Du was completely stupid, and was taken away by the servants as if he had lost his soul. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The rotten egg and the hairball appeared, and the onlookers began to discuss, if the two fierce tigers could be so obedient, then Yang Huairen must be a fairy-like figure.

It is estimated that it will not take long for this matter to spread to the city, and those officials of the Imperial Historical Observatory don't know if they will charge Yang Huairen of some kind of private beast because of this incident, and they will play against him again.

Yang Huairen couldn't control the mouths of so many people, so he only said that he was tired, so he led the rotten eggs and hairballs back to the back house.

Such an unpleasant thing happened, You Shixiong couldn't chase after his ass and urge Yang Huairen to make some compressed biscuits of various flavors, thinking of the new house built in Zhuangzi, he decided to pull Li Heiniu to help him choose a quiet courtyard.

Handed over the two meritorious tigers to Erya to reward, Yang Huairen found a quiet place in the back garden alone, lying on the grass and looking at the blue sky in a daze.

After an autumn rain, the north wind above the sky blew the white clouds into the shape of waves, and Yang Huairen, who was lying on the ground, seemed to turn into a small fish and put himself under the water.

The sunny weather was supposed to be refreshing, but Yang Huairen suddenly felt that something was wrong.

In history, Meng Xiaowan did become the queen, and her grandfather Meng Yuan was also a loyal and patriotic person, and the old Meng family was an official family, a scholarly family, how could there be such an unscrupulous descendant of Meng Du.

It's just that Empress Meng had a bad fate, she was deposed twice, and she witnessed the demise of the Northern Song Dynasty. The first time it was abolished was after the death of Empress Dowager Gao.

At that time, anyone who had a close relationship with the Empress Dowager Gao, whether it was the concubines in the harem or the ministers and generals in the court, Zhao Xu carried out a ruthless purge, Meng Xiaowan was the queen, even if she was a virtuous and virtuous queen, she could not escape her fate.

Perhaps what happened in the Yang family's Zhuangzi today planted a seed of resentment towards her in Zhao Xu's heart early.

As a time-traveler, I will always worry about whether my actions will change history, or I am determined to take the initiative to try to change history and let history develop according to my own wishes.

Yang Huairen is a lazy person, and he has no ability to govern the country, let alone the ability to lead troops to fight, but what happened to him always coincidentally attached to those historical events, which made Yang Huairen feel incredible.

From the time he bought it and transformed the first building into a garden, he was involved in a fog that he couldn't see the direction clearly for no reason.

From the case of Zhao Zongchu, the king of Nanyang County, who sold his official beard, to the court's cooking competition and victory over the famous chef of the Japanese Kingdom, to today's Zhao Xu slapping Meng Du to transfer his hatred to Queen Meng, he found that it was he who promoted the occurrence of these events in history.

If there was no Yang Huairen in this world, these things would have happened according to the original historical trajectory, but now that he has more of him, not only has it not changed anything, but has made these things go from a record of a sentence in the history books to a real picture of the purpose.

This is grossly unscientific!

Yang Huairen thought about it again, and he began to be afraid in his heart, no matter what he wanted to do in the future, he couldn't change history? So the demise of the Northern Song Dynasty more than 30 years later, can't you stop it?

Maybe he was overthinking, the matter of a crowbar prying the earth, although it sounds theoretical, is just a fantasy, and the thing of a butterfly flapping its wings and causing a storm is more like a legend.

In the long river of history, he is just a falling leaf, falling on the water, unable to wave any turbulent waves, can only drift with the waves.

Thinking too much about things hurts in the head, what will happen in the future, who knows?

Instead of worrying about something that cannot be seen or grasped, it is better to seize the moment, plant well, make money, have more sons, and enjoy a quiet life.

Dreams are like this, sometimes it doesn't need to be big, what can be truly realized is the most affordable.

There was a pretty face blocking the scenery of the sky, and Yang Huairen squeezed his somewhat numb eyes before he could see clearly what the person was talking about.

"Yun'er, as soon as the husband thought of having more sons, you appeared, do you think the two of us have a good understanding?"

He Zhiyun lifted her skirt and sat next to Yang Huairen, and said shyly: "In broad daylight, officials always have to bully the slave family with their tongues. ”

What is the ...... It's also too exciting.

Yang Huairen wanted to laugh, there are some things that only he, a modern person, understands, and it is a little too unfair for his wife He Zhiyun.

"Yun'er, it's wrong for the husband, for the sake of fairness, why don't you change Yun'er to bully the husband with her tongue tonight, in Qinglu?"

He Zhiyun is such a smart woman, she may not immediately understand the deep meaning of her words at first, but in the blink of an eye, she fully understands.

The way of husband and wife is to treat each other sincerely. It's always beneficial to spice up the boring and monotonous life with some new martial arts postures once in a while.

Of course, Yang Huairen is definitely not as dirty as everyone thinks, no matter how he says he is also a cultural person, he still has some shame, this is bright in broad daylight, he always thinks about some love between men and women, and he always seems to be a little ambitious, it is better to ...... Play straight for real.

He Zhiyun seemed to notice something from Yang Huairen's somewhat evil gaze, and before he could get up, He Zhiyun jumped a few steps away and ran away with a wind chime-like laughter.

Yang Huairen decided to wait until the evening, he must cheer up his husband, and he must educate He Zhiyun, and tell her that the way of husband and wife lies in diligence.

How to say that good things are grinding, how to describe people as unlucky, that is, drinking cold water can flash the tongue.

Yang Huairen, who was about to go back to the room after dinner, saw a ghost halfway through.

Yang Huairen is an atheist, and the people he remembers who claim to be gods have never ended well.

Therefore, feudal superstition can only be regarded as a boring conversation to pass the time after tea and dinner, or a small trick to scare children into listening to adults.

But tonight is a little different, the moon is dark and the wind is high, which always makes people feel frightened.

The autumn wind, which had become cold, swept away a few leaves, and the leaves flew past Yang Huairen's eyes, and he just squinted his eyes, and a black humanoid phantom suddenly appeared in front of Yang Huairen.

Yang Huairen subconsciously shrank back and took a step back, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you a human or a ghost?" What are you going to do? Buddy doesn't do bad things during the day, and he's not afraid of ghosts calling the door in the middle of the night!

Even if you're a demon looking for a buddy, at least you have to follow the rules, right? Come in without knocking, didn't your girl teach you how to be polite? ”

Yang Huairen pretended to be calm and babbled nonsense, and let the black ghost in front of him kneel directly.

"The subordinate Chrysanthemum Neiwei Baihu Lian Zigeng has seen the envoy!"