"What's going on?" Li Chongrun was confused when he was thrown into his arms. He was thinking that his cousin who likes to bully people recently is still resting in Da'anguo Temple, and his daily meals are delivered on time. He looks like
The aunt, who was cute but had a bad temper, took her cousin to live in the princess's mansion. Logically speaking, no one should bully this poor cousin.
"Brother Ji is moving away!"
"Move? Where?"
After all, Brother Fan was young, so he told Li Chongrun over and over several times but still couldn't get the point. Fortunately, his hunchback cousin Li Shouli walked out of the penthouse where Li Longji lived with a happy face. When he saw Li Chongrun arriving, he hurriedly came over.
call.
"Just now, an envoy came to deliver the message, saying that it was the anniversary of Uncle Li Hong's death soon. The Holy One was grateful that the uncle had no heir, so he asked the Longji brothers to take away the uncle's incense, changed the title of King of Chu, and ordered people to build a palace in Zhengpingfang.
, we will be able to move out in a few days." Li Shouli was very happy, but his eye circles became red again. "Finally, another one escaped, brother is happy."
"Brother Li, it's okay. You will come out too. I promise you." Since Li Chongrun was reborn here, he has been used to taking care of his two younger brothers. The other older brother, Li Chengqi, is a dull man.
Only this eldest brother, who is usually quite useless, plays the role of elder brother and father from time to time.
Moreover, unlike the other three brothers, Li Shouli did not have a father who was an heir to the emperor. If he were to escape in the future, among the five kings, the one he would be most worried about would be this one who is somewhat cowardly and extremely honest.
Li Shouli.
At this time, Li Longji jumped out of his room impatiently. He was sloppily draped in a red-yellow robe, and the good wing crown on his head was also worn sideways. His round eyes were wide open.
His expression was very dull, as if he was crazy.
"I'm going out. I'm going out. Brother Run, do you know, I'm going out! I'm going out! I've even been named King of Chu! King of Chu! One-word king! One-word king of Shishiyi
!I'm going out..."
It's just that Li Longji ran too hastily and accidentally stepped on a corner of the prince's uniform that he hadn't worn yet, and fell into Li Chongrun's arms. Li Chongrun and Brother Fan tried their best to support him and sit on the ground, but
Li Longji looked straight at the sky, as if he was looking for something.
"I'm going out too. I want to live in a big house, and I want to find many, many servants to accompany me." Li Longji stretched his hand to the sky, then held it back tightly, as if he was holding a peerless treasure.
"I also want to go to the Imperial College, I also want to write many poems, and I also want to tell many stories to my cousin..."
Before Li Longji could finish his words, he felt something in his neck and passed out in Li Chongrun's arms.
Early the next morning, Li Chongrun, who had been busy at Li Longji's bedside for half the night, was awakened by the sound of carriages and horses outside the door. But when he went out to look, he only saw the shadow of a carriage disappearing in the shadow of Jiujiang Pond.
In the morning mist, maybe it was a little far away, but not a single sound could be heard.
Li Longji left so quietly. He didn't leave a word or wave his sleeves gracefully. He only took away some clouds from the other side of the city.
Li Chongrun felt a little aggrieved, but he didn't know whether he was aggrieved, envious, or angry.
Feeling aggrieved that he was obviously the one who excelled, but not the one who escaped; he was envious that Li Longji could escape from the high palace wall; he was angry that the boy didn't even say hello.
He hit and left without even thinking about himself.
The weather in Luoyang was very good this morning. There was some mist at dawn, which was quickly dispersed by the rising sun. The smoke rising from the kitchens was accompanied by passers-by in a hurry, creating a vibrant scene.
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Li Chongrun was sitting on the carriage heading to the Imperial Academy, feeling that the happiness in the world seemed to have nothing to do with him. There seemed to be a roaring beast in his body, bound by his mind and body, struggling and roaring.
Pull yourself towards the dark unknown.
When Li Chongrun, who was worried, entered Piyong Hall, he met Fan Yubi, who was also worried, in the last row of the math school.
Not as elegantly dressed as usual, today's Ubi student looks very downcast, with red eye circles, as if he has been crying, his hair is messy and stuffed into a black gauze hat, and the plain white scholar's robe he wore yesterday is wrinkled.
Yeah, it looks a little dirty.
Asked him what happened, he just shook his head and said nothing.
During today's lecture, Li Chongrun had something on his mind, and Fan Yubi also had something on his mind. Wang Siye was shaking his head on the stage while talking about the Book of Songs, Li Chongrun was shaking his head thinking about something on his mind, and Fan Yubi was shaking his head and sobbing.
"Those who know me say that I am worried; those who don't know me say that what do I want? Who is this?" Wang Siye has been suffering from wind and cold recently, and his voice seems extremely desolate.
Touched by this desolate ancient chant, troubled by Li Longji's madness yesterday and leaving without saying goodbye this morning, Li Chongrun had some thoughts in his heart.
I am not feeling wronged, nor envious, nor angry.
I feel frustrated.
I feel frustrated that as a time traveler, my days are becoming more and more like that of my hunchbacked cousin, which is too useless.
A joke from his past life drifted through Li Chongrun's mind, and he muttered in a low voice: "The world slanders me, bullies me, humiliates me, laughs at me, despises me, despises me, hates me, and is jealous of me. How to deal with it?"
"Just tolerate him, let him, let him, avoid him, be patient with him, respect him, ignore him, stay for a few more years, how about you look at him? Bah!"
"Young master, I will slap him, slap him, slap him, slap him, slap him, slap him, then slap him, and I will slap him again for a few more years."
Li Chongrun, who had a clear understanding in his heart, seemed to be amused by his little order. He felt much more relaxed and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
As he recited the little order several times, his smile slowly turned into a smile, then the smile turned into laughter, and finally Li Chongrun hugged his belly and laughed loudly.
"Li Chongrun! How can you make a mistake before, sir?" Wang Siye frowned, but before he could speak, the voice of the poet Chen, who looked like a general, echoed in Piyong Hall like thunder.
Li Chongrun's laughter didn't stop, but Fan Ubi was awakened. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed Li Chongrun tightly, wanting to speak to excuse him. However, Li Chongrun grabbed his hand and was speechless for a moment.
It wasn't until Li Chongrun seemed to laugh out the last breath of air in his lungs that he took a deep breath while holding Ubi, straightened his figure, and gave a deep salute to Wang Siye. He stood up straight, his eyes
It is no longer as chaotic as in the morning, it is clear and bright.
"When the students heard Master Si Ye's lecture, I occasionally felt something. I came up with a little poem in my heart. After reading it carefully, I like it very much. I don't want to offend you, teachers, so please forgive me."
When Fan Yubi looked at him from the side, she just felt that between this smile, Li Chongrun's eyes were a little brighter, and the brows that had been a little tight no matter what his expression before were completely relaxed.
It was as if the little fat man who was a little cautious and distant in the past had changed into a different person between this smile. A kind of light called arrogance became brighter and brighter from his body.
"I heard that Mr. Li accidentally wrote a small poem on Gaotai that day, which was famous in the capital. I thought that today there is a masterpiece, so I can tell you about it." Wang Siye's somewhat hoarse voice came from a distance, not as loud as he just did.
He smiled disapprovingly, but his expression still looked a bit expectant.
More than 300 supervisors in Piyong Hall turned around and vaguely surrounded Li Chongrun.
Seeing that Fan Yubi was a little nervous about herself, Li Chongrun stretched out his hand to reassure her, calmed his breathing, and started chanting in a low voice.
"Whoever abandons me will not retain yesterday's day;"
"Those who mess up my mind will have many worries today."
"The long winds send autumn geese thousands of miles away, and you can enjoy this high-rise building."
"Penglai article Jian'an bone, small Xie in the middle and clear hair."
"We are all full of joy and hope, and want to go up to the blue sky and see the bright moon."
"Cut the knife to cut off the water and the water will flow more; raise a cup to relieve the sorrow and sorrow will become more and more sorrowful."
The sound got louder and louder, and the pitch got higher and higher, until finally it was so loud that it shook the world.
"If life is unsatisfactory in this world, it will spread out in the Ming Dynasty! Make! Flat! Boat!"
When a poem comes out, the whole hall becomes silent.
"If you are famous for copying books, you are also famous. I just copied them today!" Li Chongrun said in his heart, "As long as I am famous all over the world, I will naturally not have to worry about these things!"
Not long after, a thin letter appeared in the hands of the first person in Wuzhou wearing a bright yellow uniform.
"I raise a glass to relieve my sorrow and make it worse? He is a little brat who is not even a weakling. How can he put so much thought into it?"
"Pass this message, since he wants to raise a glass to relieve his sorrow, let the Secretary of Shangshan send a jar of wine every day. This will prevent others from saying that we are too stingy and have frustrated a great poet from writing poems."
"Xuan Taishi ordered us to come and see you."
At noon, Li Chongrun had a headache.
If he was admired by a cute girl, Li Zhongyun might sing happily.
However, today my admirer is Chen Zi'ang, a great poet who looks like Zhang Fei, but chose to be a poet instead of a general.
"Dr. Chen, don't you want to go to class?"
Dr. General shook his head very gently.
"You don't have to go to class, I still have to go to class, okay."
Dr. General still shook his head gently.
"Ah! Lord Si Ye!"
"Students have seen..." Dr. Chen hurriedly turned around and saluted, but when he raised his head, he could see Wang Siye's figure. Then he turned around to look for the little fat man, but only saw the little fat man laughing loudly and heading towards the dormitory.
Bian ran away.
"What? Are your family and that Prince Chenla's family fighting?" Just after I went back to see Ubisoft, I realized why he was a little rude today. "What are they trying to do with your family? Are they robbing your family of potatoes?"
Naturally, Ubisoft didn't understand Li Chongrun's jokes in the gaming industry in his previous life. He just said in a low voice: "My father and the father of Naitu's son are brothers. It's just that my father is a concubine. He came to the Imperial College to study before, and met my mother on the way.
The envoys met and got to know my mother."
"When the mission returned to China, my father followed the mission from Linyi back to Linyi and married into the Fan family. However, when the King of Chenla saw that his youngest son became the king, he wanted to take this opportunity to annex Linyi and Chenla.
The power is great, but Linyi is a small country. Although my father led his troops to fight to the death, he still could not withstand the Zhenla army."
"Fortunately, when my grandmother paid tribute to Emperor Taizong, she was very popular with Emperor Taizong. She had the title of Princess of the Tang Dynasty and wrote a letter asking for help. The Tang Dynasty sent an envoy to our country and conferred my mother as the King of Linyi, and they finally stopped fighting.
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Ubi sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking the feather fan that was almost turned into a pen by Li Chongrun, and continued: "It's just that although the country has been saved, my father has died on the battlefield. So Na Itu'er frequently took the
My father ridiculed me, and the two of us argued many times because of this."
"Last night, my mother's envoys arrived in Luoyang, saying that the old king of Zhenla was dead. The new king, the father of Naitou's son, my uncle, actually started to attack our country again."
“I just don’t know what the current situation is, so Ubisoft was so gloomy this morning.”
"You are not afraid of me, Datang, this time. Ah, no, have I, Great Zhou, intervened again?" Li Chongrun felt that for this kind of slap in the face, it would be better to look at the background of the target.
"It is said that Chenla's plans are very big this time. Tubo, Tianzhu and other countries have been won over by Chenla. I am afraid that this time it will be really bad."
"It turns out I found help. That's no wonder."
"It's just..." Before Ubisoft could finish speaking, the bedroom door was kicked open.
"My father is a waste, and having a son is also a waste. Do you think I won't dare to come to you if you hide in the dormitory?"
Li Chongrun turned around to look, and found that the person coming was not Na Ituna, but someone else.