Ding Rou was reading books in the royal bookstore, and the traditional ancient Chinese was not very difficult for Ding Rou, especially when Emperor Taizu 'original' punctuation marks separated the broken sentences, Ding Rou read the book again and again, pondering the way to make a fortune over and over again, and time passed quickly.

On the first floor of the entire royal bookstore, there is only one girl Ding Rou, who is particularly conspicuous among a group of scholars wearing Confucian robes, at first they saw Ding Rou looking for books to read, and they saw books such as folk customs and objects, thinking that Ding Rou was pretentious, showing that she was different, and she would definitely give up, although Daqin taboo women to read and write, but most of the people who really read and read are rich and noble ladies, Ding Rou is dressed ordinarily, and it can be inferred that she has a solid family, and it is not strange to recognize a few words, but Ding Rou is too strange to read, People who frequently read books looked at Ding Rou, why wasn't it a book or something?

Seeing Ding Rou's eyebrows furrowed for a while and stretched for a while, it can be seen that she really understands it, the folk customs are boring and boring, and it is not clear that anyone who reads books can insist on reading it, and the people who come to read the book are very curious about Ding Rou, who is she?

The afternoon sun dissipated through the glass window, the people on the first floor came and went, some people ate and drank, Ding Rou always sat on the chair and read, ignoring the scrutiny of the people around her, Ding Rou's brows became tighter and tighter, I thought that Daqin was just because of the couple who passed through to replace the Ming Dynasty in history, but Ding Rou carefully studied the books on geology and folklore, only to find that she seemed not to be in Chinese history, time and space were paradoxical, Ding Rou found something different from the history in his memory, such as the Northern and Southern Dynasties, but there was no five nonsense, For example, there is Tang Taizong, but there is no Empress Changsun, there is Empress Wu Zetian, but there is no Princess Taiping, and some place names are different from Ding Rou's memory.

Ding Rou rubbed her eyebrows, where did she wear it? Ding Rou put down the book, leaned back first, and breathed a sigh of relief, Ding Rou was no longer obsessed with whether it was a real historical time and space, no matter where she was, she could live well, and suddenly remembered that some of the pirated poems of Emperor Taizu could not be used, Ding Rou got up and went to find the legend of the book to see, and was very interested in how Emperor Taizu avoided risks.

Others saw that Ding Rou had a bunch of legends, and nodded understandingly, the little girl was finally normal, that is to say, she should have seen what she should have seen a long time ago, pretending is not good, there are several upright old scholars who plan to educate Ding Rou in person, and ask her to be down-to-earth, that is, the Royal Bookstore will not let her speak, otherwise they will persuade Ding Rou not to pretend before the morning, what should she do.

Ding Rou read the legend of the emperor and queen, the more he looked at it, the more funny he felt, the history of the founding of the emperor and queen Taizu was written in a singable and crying way, the two of them were the goddesses of the stars in the sky, and they were sent down to save the common people, comparable to the Guanyin Bodhisattva who saved the suffering, the famous battles described the scene was huge, the mountains and clouds changed color, Emperor Taizu was calm and calm, comparable to the heroes in the main theme movie, this kind of rhetorical technique does not seem to be written by the implicit ancients, Sima Qian's historical records are the swan song of the historian, but it is not summarized in the twenty-four histories, So Ding Rou felt that Emperor Taizu was very coquettish, and Ding Rou could think that he instructed him or said that he wrote the legend himself, so that future generations would remember him?

The more Ding Rou looks at it, the better his mood is, Emperor Taizu's love of showing off is also a common problem of modern people, there is a sound of walking around the stairs, Ding Rou heard the sound of gasping around, is it a big man? Ding Rou looked at it curiously, completely stunned, is there such a handsome guy in this world? Don't let women live, even if Ding Rou, who has seen all kinds of beautiful men and handsome men in modern times in two lives, her heartbeat has accelerated, looking at the stupid appearance of the people around her, Ding Rou found that people's pursuit of beauty is the same, and her appreciation eye can still keep up with the ancient trend.

Down the stairs walked down a milky white dressed young man, a hosta hairpin, the hair is black and bright but looks very soft, the wide sleeves of the robe are like a fairy, the facial features are delicate and deep, but it will not make people feel that it is a woman pretending, a beautiful young man, his eyes are dark and clear, as if he is not stained with the dust of the past, Ding Rou doesn't know how to describe it, but he feels that he will be a 'disaster water' in the future that both men and women can't resist.

Ding Rou looked at the dementia reactions of the people around her, Da Qin is not taboo about male style, this... Didn't this teenager be robbed by anyone? Ding Rou knocked her head with a scroll, she was not pure, she clearly remembered that she was not a rotten girl, although the young man seemed to be slender and weak, but he had iron bones, not a female person, the young man's lips overflowed with a smile, and he became more and more handsome and fairy.

Ding Rou said unconsciously: "Immortals." ”

Due to the silence around them, they were all intoxicated by the shock brought by the young man, Ding Rou's voice was extremely clear, the young man smiled at Ding Rou, and a young man came out behind him, "Qi Yu, look at what your little girl has become?" The title of the immortal, who else is you? ”

It turned out that the young man's name was Qi Yu, Ding Rou couldn't help but glared at the person who was laughing, his thick eyebrows and big eyes were not good-looking, but compared with Qi Yu, Qi Yu shook his head and said: "My generation thinks that the title of Immortal is only a Qinglian layman, and I am far worse than a layman." ”

"In the past, there were madmen, and they were immortals. The pen fell into a storm, and the poem became a crying ghost and god... Under the autumn moon of the old chant, the illness rises on the riverside. Don't blame Enbo, take the chariot and ask. ”

Ding Rou watched Qi Yu walk down the stairs, this poem was originally written by Du Fu to his friend Li Bai, but in this confused historical time and space, there is nothing to do with Du Fu, of course, this poem is occupied by Emperor Taizu, Qi Yu finally sighed, "Emperor Taizu only understands the Qinglian monks, they are the confidants of God." ”

Ding Rou's head is full of black lines, Zhumen's wine and meat stink, this kind of famous sentence Emperor Taizu will not let go, the traverser is quite thick-skinned, Ding Rou saw that although Qi Yu looked weaker, but he was wild in his bones, so he could sing this poem so wonderfully, Ding Rou opened her mouth and pressed her mind to speak, more is better than less, looking at Qi Yu's dress, from a rich family, she will be regarded as a little girl who is obsessed with Qi Yu's appearance, anyway, Ding Rou also likes to watch it.

After Qi Yu and his friends left, the Royal Bookstore buzzed, "He is the second young master of Xinyang Palace?" "Today I can see my real body." "He is not only outstanding, but also talented, but it's a pity... Xungui's children rarely can enter the cabinet, the king of Xinyang guards the northern frontier, and the younger brother can't become a cabinet minister, but it's a pity that he has a good talent. ”

"Yes, I can only be a rich idler, a celebrity."

Everyone admired one after another, Ding Rou also felt sorry for Qi Yu after hearing it, Xinyang Wangfu itself is a king with a different surname, Qi Heng, who broke the Mongolian Tartars, and then Qi Yu, who has the talent of a cabinet minister, is strange if the emperor is not taboo, he can't stretch his ambitions, and he can't show his talents, which is a regret for his life.

Ding Rou touched her stomach, she had to buy something to eat, her body was the capital, she couldn't treat it at will, the life expectancy of ancient people was not high, Ding Rou didn't want to burn her body, so she put the book back up, chose a few books she was interested in, and planned to buy them back, and it was not easy for Ding Rou to come to the capital.

When settling the bill with the uncle in charge, a person hurriedly ran in at the door, "Wang Cheng, Wang Cheng, your mother fainted." ”