"Pan An, it's not called Pan An." Dream Heart's Reminder.

"Well, I know, Pan Yue, the word Anren. Before the Northern Song Dynasty, there were chapters of Pan An in the various surviving versions of "Twenty-Four Filial Piety", praising the story of his resignation and serving his mother." The peacock showed its feathers at the right time.

"Yes, Guo Jujing of the Southern Song Dynasty made the stories of filial piety and filial piety of the Li Dynasty into a five-character quatrain with pictures and texts, and it was he who deleted the story of Pan Anren's resignation and dedication to his mother, and it was he who indirectly caused Pan Yue's words to lose benevolence."

"No, girl, the first person to call Pan Yue by Pan An was Du Fu, right?"

"Well, Du Fu's "Flower Bottom" used the word Pan An for the first time, but Guo Jujing was the one who pointed out that Pan Anren was not benevolent and filial, he thought that Pan Yue did not listen to his mother's words, and mixed up with Jia Mi, the nephew of the demon queen Jia Nanfeng, and finally got the three clans, including his seventy-year-old mother."

"Girl, this bastard, it should be preferential discussion, right? Jia Mi is now, although he is not as famous as Pan An, and he will not be mentioned often, but he is the first noble son of the Western Jin Dynasty."

"Well, the Book of Jin says that Jia Mi [beautiful appearance, good looks]."

"But that's not all, girl, the history books also say, [Mi is studious and talented], which shows that Jia Mi is not only studious, but also talented."

"What does Mr. Nie want to say?"

"I want to say, why can't Pan An be like-minded when he is with him? Jia Mi formed a high-end [Twenty-Four Friends] bureau, and Pan An was the head of the [Twenty-Four Friends]."

"It seems that Mr. Nie has already cherished Pan An's story."

"That must be, caring for the same kind is the traditional virtue of Chinese beautiful men."

"Mr. Nie has a point." Mengxinzhi is not Nie Guangyi, and he has no hobbies to raise the bar all day long.

"Isn't that right?" Nie Guangyi himself was not used to it, and said in a crepe manner, "The girl is not overwhelmed by her appearance, how can she be reasonable?"

"How so?" Meng Xinzhi also followed a mischievous look, "If Mr. really looks like Pan An, and he throws fruit and car when he goes out, how can there be a girl who doesn't fall for it?"

"Speaking of which, did the girl ever have Pan Anqi in her dreams? How handsome?"

"Didn't Mr. Nie still care about Sister Rong Ji just now?"

"People are so affectionate, don't they have to care about it together?" Nie Guangyi gave himself a reason.

It's a bit far-fetched.

"Mr. Nie has a point."

"Huh? Does that make sense? Isn't the girl a little tricky?"

"Just now, Mr. Nie changed it to mental activity, wouldn't it be more appropriate?"

"Ah...... Right! Miss Xie reminded that she had not spoken in Xia just now. How can the girl hear it?" Nie Guangyi pretended to be surprised and said, "Could it be that the girl has mind reading skills?"

"Yes, too. Mr. Nie should be careful when he mutters in his heart in the future."

"That scared the baby to death." Nie Guangyi patted his chest muscles a little exaggeratedly.

As a baby, the development is a little braver.

"Hahahahaha." Yumeshin was amused, and laughed straight out of the classical scale.

Zongyi also likes to say that "scared the baby to death", but it was before she was ten years old.

It's been a long time since Yumekoyuki has heard this.

At first glance, it's strange to miss it.

"Since the girl is so happy, why don't you tell me how Pan An and Yang Rongji are in love?"

"Hasn't Mr. Nie heard their story?" Dream Xinzhi didn't go on like this again.

Nie Guangyi accepted it when he saw it, and said firmly: "The story of Pan An and Yang Rongji is not clearly recorded in history."

"Indeed, the historical Yang Rongji only exists in Pan An's "Mourning Poem", and almost all of their love stories are film and television works."

"So, my girl, tell me quickly. Have you ever seen Pan An in your dreams?"

"Yes...

Yume's reply, with a slight hesitation.

"Why do you want to bring one with you? It's not ......" Nie Guangyi paused, swallowed back what he shouldn't have said, and changed his words: "Can the girl tell me a thing or two?"

"It's like, as if I saw it, and I didn't seem to see it."

"Girl, you are dishonest. If you want to share good things, how can you keep them private?"

"It's not a good thing......" Yumekoyuki was still a little hesitant.

"Girl, I didn't mean to belittle your male god." Nie Guangyi hurriedly clarified, "I just said that in passing, and if it is changed to [good handsome guy to share], it will be weird, after all, I am a problem, and you misunderstood me first."

"Pan Ancai is not the male god in my mind!" Yumeshin denied it.

"Huh? Could it be that the girl and Pan An had something unpleasant in their dreams."

"How is that possible? I just looked at it from a distance, and most of it was still sideways."

"On the one hand, let the girl not think about tea, and you don't even want to talk about love."

"Mr. Nie thinks too much." Meng Xinzhi responded very seriously: "Pan An is known as the first of the top ten beautiful men in ancient China, but I have seen it, he is not as good-looking as Brother Xuan Shi, and he is not as tall as Brother Xuan Shi."

"Huh? Xuan Shi is only in his early sevens, okay? If he doesn't have that height, he dares to call him the most beautiful man in ancient times?"

"It was the third century A.D., and the height of human beings was slowly rising. A boy is more than 1.7 meters, even in modern times, he is a very good height."

"Ah, yes, the girl has a point...... Nie Guangyi stopped as he spoke, stretched out the tail note, and reversed on the spot, his voice suddenly doubled, "That's not right! Girl!"

"What's wrong? Mr. Nie." Yumeshin was almost frightened.

"Girl, my girl, don't you like Xuan Shi, so there is a man in the eyes of your lover, right? Please, my girl. That's a man."

"How is that possible? Mr. Nie, do you know what you're talking about, I'm suitable for Brother Xuan Shi and Sister Cheng Nuo's bridesmaids."

"Then how do you take Xuan Shi and Pan Anbi?"

"I mean, in my eyes, Brother Xuan Shi's appearance can make people stunning at a glance, but Pan Anren in the dream is not."

"Don't you still like husbands?"

"Okay, I'll put it another way. Pan Anren's appearance and height are not as good as Mr. Nie, so it's always okay, right?"

"Okay! Very good! Very good! Isn't that right, my girl? Even if you want to have a man in the eyes of your lover, it must be me who has been out of marriage and single for so long."

"Dare to ask Mr. Nie, do I still have the option to find an unmarried person directly?"

"Girl, inexperienced men are unreliable!"

"Mr. Nie, it's not reliable, and there's no necessary connection between it and whether it's experience, right?" Yumeshin begins to get serious.

"Girl, let's talk about Pan An's appearance and height first." Nie Guangyi rarely judged the situation once.

"That's not accurate. The aesthetics of each era are actually different. In the Western Jin Dynasty, talent is also one of the important criteria for evaluating whether a man is a beautiful man. The fact that the fruit is in full swing means that Poon is very much in line with the aesthetics of that era."

"That's right, in the Tang Dynasty, if you become a thin girl, you will miss the word beauty." Nie Guangyi did judge the situation once, but unfortunately his reply was calculated in seconds.

Mengxinzhi didn't mind, and responded on a case-by-case basis: "The Tang Dynasty didn't regard fat as beauty, but it didn't regard fat as unbeautiful. In any era, a well-proportioned body must not be obnoxious."

"That girl is really too modest, the girl's figure is not just well-proportioned." Nie Guangyi acted rightly, sat upright, and stared at the place where he shouldn't be looking at without a weak heart.

Meng Xinzhi checked his clothes and found that there was nothing wrong, so he moved a position slightly before asking, "Mr. Nie, don't you want to talk about Pan An?"

"Think, how can you not think about it? Who wouldn't have an interest in their past life? In terms of appearance, this kind of thing, radish and green vegetables have their own love, I really don't dare to say, if I live in an era where talent can be eaten, I will definitely be fat to death by now."

"Has Mr. Nie always been so confident?"

"That's not it, even if I grew up as a child, when I was born, I would still have incontinence."

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"Girl, my girl, why don't you speak? Are you uncomfortable with human nature?"

Dream Heart was helpless: [Sir, my sir, listen to what you say. As long as it's an individual, you're going to feel uncomfortable, okay? 】

Wait a minute?

Yumekoyuki was frightened by herself.

What was the name that just flashed through her mind?

Where do the contemporary unmarried women come from?

Scared to death, you can't be taken to the ditch by Mr. Nie.

Why is there still the word "sir"?

Why do you suddenly dare not look directly?

Meng Xinzhi cleaned up his mood: "Which of Pan An's mourning poems does Mr. Nie like?"

"Of course, it's the most famous first song, [Joy of Winter and Spring, Cold and Summer], his wife died in 298, this poem is 299, and I don't know if it's a death day."

"It's supposed to be the day of death. After Yung Ji's sister died, Poon An-yan kept filial piety for her for a year."

"Well, doesn't the girl like what I just said?"

"I like the middle part of this eulogy, [I want to think about the person, and I think about what I have experienced. There is no hair on the screen, and there are traces of Hanmo. The fragrance has not stopped, and the remains are still hanging on the wall. It's about the scene where Pan Yue is leaving home to go to work, and it's very graphic."

"Looking at the house we used to live in together, I can't help but think of you. Walking into the room, I can't help but think back to the good times we had together. Although you are no longer there, the relics of your life, Hanmo and screens, are still the same as when you were there. There's still a fragrance on your clothes, and your image on the wall." Nie Guangyi explained it again and commented, "It's really very graphic."

"Ah Yi must like Mr. Nie very much." Yumeshin also gave his own evaluation.

"Huh? This...... Not good. I like you, your brother likes you, and your sister likes me, isn't this going to be a little too messy?"

"What is this?" Mengxinzhi was speechless and said, "What I'm saying is that Ah Yi likes to appreciate ancient texts that are easy to understand."

"Oh. I see." Nie Baobao patted his chest muscles to comfort himself who was frightened.

"Or else?" Mengxinzhi glared at Nie Guangyi.

Nie Guangyi was stunned, and continued to pat his chest muscles: "It's so dangerous, I thought Sister Ling had a crush on me for a long time."

"Mr. Nie's thoughts are so beautiful, do you know how old you are older than her."

"Is age a problem in the eyes of a girl?" Nie Guangyi pretended not to care and asked a very concerned question.

"Of course."

"But, I'm exercising!"

"It doesn't seem like a concern for me."

"Huh? Why? My girl."

"I'm not thinking about being with you, why don't you care what age you are, whether you're exercising or not."

"Just so ruthlessly refused? Even Mr. Nie is no longer called?" Nie Guangyi couldn't accept this sudden blow.

"Mr. Nie, in the coming year, I won't be thinking about emotional issues."

"Why the year ahead, my girl?" The battered old man saw hope again.

"There's nothing why. Maybe it's because you're not old yet."

"Nonsense, girl, how old are you? It's long past the legal age for marriage, okay?"

"Does Mr. Nie have to talk to me about this today?

？ Since Mr. Nie is so direct, then I can also answer you very directly."

"No, no! I've been guarding myself for so many years, how can I care about the extra 365 days? It's not that I haven't eaten pork, and it's not that I haven't seen a sow......

"Can Mr. Nie speak well?"

"Yes! It has to be!" Nie Guangyi, who regained hope, immediately corrected his attitude: "Can the girl answer me a question?"

"What's the problem?"

"Is your one-year deadline for all members of the opposite sex? Or is there some particular reason?"

Mengxinzhi was surprised by Nie Guangyi's acuity, but the words that came out of his mouth were, "Why should I tell you?"

"Didn't the girl ask me?"

"It's Mr. Nie's right to ask or not, and it's mine whether to answer or not."

The agreement with her brother is a matter for her and her brother.

There's no need to say it to anyone in the world.

In this matter, even if it is a father, Mengxinzhi will not say it.

My brother always gets along with her in the way that makes her most comfortable.

You can't embarrass your brother unscrupulously because of your brother's forbearance.

According to Dream Heart's original intention, she didn't want to consider feelings at this stage of her life.

She wanted to work hard for a few years first.

Find a direction for your career, decide on the city you want to live in, and then slowly start thinking about it.

Because my brother suddenly came back to confess, all of Dream Heart's plans were overturned and started over.

Meng Xinzhi looked at Nie Guangyi, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

How long has it been?

Why does she think that Mr. Nie Guangyi, who often talks about shocking people to death - making dead people angry, is quite interesting when he speaks.