[Comprehensive] Male gods don't want to fall in love

Wang Lang of Xuanjun laughed a few times and invited Di Xin to look through the poems of other talented scholars and compare them again and again. Then he chose a poem that was full of aura and should not be obscured by the public, and made it the top poem.

Most likely, no one would care about where a person with bad character who always caused trouble in the past went.Zhang Mingyu's current communication was originally limited to Taixue's three spring poetry meeting. After the end of the Taixue Sanchun Poetry Association, he was dismissed by the Taixue, and gradually there was no other news.

"Tsk, I heard that there is a new store in the capital called Baolaiju. The owner of the store has a clever idea, and all the things he makes are rare and easy-going. Take a rest today, how about we go and have a look?"

In March, Taixue rested for more than ten days at a time.

After the Sanchun poetry meeting passed, Taixue rested again in early July.

Su Yunzhang is not heat tolerant, and at this time in the past, his restless temperament would always subside, and he likes to stay in the room next to the ice.But this time, just after noon, when it was clearly still the sun, he came to the door in a hurry.

Di Xin raised his eyelids and understood, "What are you looking for?"

"hey-hey"

Su Yunzhang's eyes lit up, and he licked his face and laughed a few times, "I heard that Baolaiju has something called a small hand-operated fan that can relieve heat, so"

"Hand fan?"

Di Xin can be sure that he has never heard of this term.

Whether it's in his own memory or in the memory of his original body, Xie Huachen.

Something that didn't exist before suddenly appeared.

To be honest, it was hard for him not to think of that "foreign visitor" from later generations.

As if to prove his thoughts, Di Xin pondered for a while, then stood up with a flick of his sleeves

"Let's go, I'll go and see with you."

Baolaiju was newly opened not long ago, and it was rumored that it only opened a month ago, and it specializes in selling some weird things.

For example, a chair with wooden wheels called a wheelchair, or a mirror made of colored glass that can clearly reflect people's shadows

Everything from big to crafted in KitKat.As soon as it opened, it quickly swept the whole of Kyoto.

"Yo, this store is quite fresh."

Regardless of the crowds of people coming and going in Baolai Juli, Su Yunzhang only took a look at the way of buying and selling things that were generously displayed in the cabinet, and then his eyes were attracted by the rare gadgets on the cabinet.

He walked a few steps quickly, and walked towards the dolls of various shapes displayed next to him. He was about to reach out to touch what the dolls were made of, when suddenly he heard a slightly familiar voice from behind.

"This shop is a small business, if you don't plan to buy it, then don't touch it lightly."

These words sound like irony that people can't afford it, mixed with three-point malice of deliberate belittling.

Su Yunzhang had never been humiliated like this before, with a three-pointed anger on his face, he turned his head, and was about to let the blind person see who he was, but the moment he saw the face of the person coming, he was stunned for a second, twisted With a straight face, he suddenly lost his temper

"You are Zhang Mingyu?"

The squinted eyes gradually returned to normal, and Su Yunzhang's uncertain expression gradually settled down.

He didn't mean to deliberately humiliate, Su Yunzhang didn't mean to retaliate against Zhang Mingyi's belittlement just now, but he really didn't remember Zhang Mingyi very much.

Originally, Zhang Mingyu was not an important person to him, not to mention his appearance was a bit too ordinary.

If it weren't for his tone of voice and expression, which had a distinctive and condescending taste, Su Yunzhang thought, he might not have remembered that he was Zhang Mingchen until now.

"Hehe, Mr. Su Xiaolang is really a nobleman who forgets things."

Zhang Mingyu's face froze for a moment, thinking that Su Yunzhang did it on purpose, so he was not even willing to maintain the superficial peace, and only called Su Yunzhang "Su Xiaolang".

"Brother Mingyi, why are you here?"

Seeing Zhang Mingyu again in such a situation, it was probably because Di Xin had already had a guess in his heart, and now it was more like a random question, with an extremely calm face.

On the contrary, it was Zhang Mingyi, who was quite triumphant when he uttered a bad breath and got back [-]%, with an undisguised sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, "Don't call me brother Mingyi again, Mr. Xie Lang. If I can stay in Kyoto without being driven back to my hometown, and I can stand up again, I probably deserve my life."

"What do you mean by that?!"

Not only Di Xin, but Su Yunzhang, who was already suffocated in his heart, also felt awkward for a moment and became more and more angry.

In their eyes, Zhang Mingyu's face at this time was undoubtedly ugly.

He just felt that they were going to force him into a desperate situation, and imagined himself as a warrior who turned against the wind, but he never thought that the reason why he fell into the state where his reputation was ruined and his name was dismissed by the imperial school was entirely his own It's your own fault.

He didn't seem to feel that he had done anything wrong until now.

Su Yunzhang was outspoken, and he was used to not wanting to show any face to those he despised, so before Di Xin could speak out, he stood up first and helped Di Xin back with irony.

"What? Could it be that Hua Chen wanted to admit that his poems were still wrong? It's right to be plagiarized by you willingly, and to praise you to the sky? You don't even think about it, what kind of thing are you?"

Baolai House, which was originally noisy, became silent for an instant because of Su Yunzhang's moderate sarcasm.

For a moment, it seemed that even the soft sound of the needle point falling to the ground could be heard clearly.

The Sanchun Poetry Fair was originally not a purely high-end poetry fair, and the interesting things that happened there were not too widely spread.The vast majority of people who can come to Baolaiju to buy things are either rich or noble. Those who were invited to participate in the Three Spring Poetry Meeting of King Xuanjun were only a small part. Second-rate.

So originally, they didn't know that Zhang Mingyi was the one who was rumored to have plagiarized Xie's Langjun's poems.

Su Yunzhang's words were undoubtedly mean.

Baolai Curie looked at those rare objects with great interest. The people listened, whispered to each other, and cast strange glances at Zhang Mingyu.

"So that's the person who stole Mr. Huayu's poems."

"Tsk, you said it's not good for him to plagiarize someone, why would you think of plagiarizing Mr. Huayu?"

Zhang Mingyu even felt that he could clearly hear what others were talking about him.For a moment, he felt as if he had returned to the day of the Sanchun Poetry Club.

Invisibly, he formed a contrast with "Xie Huachen". That feeling was like

As long as "Xie Huachen" is still a bright moon in time and space, he can only continue to be a stinky mouse in the ditch.

So

He must have stepped him into the soles of his feet!

for sure!

Zhang Mingyu's face turned fierce, he couldn't tell whether it was because of shame or anger, his face was ferocious, he no longer thought of ridiculing and refuting, but directly issued an order to expel the guest

"If you don't sell the things in Baolaiju, please leave the two of you!"

"Are you from this store?"

Su Yunzhang was suspicious.

Zhang Mingyu was about to answer when a clear and gentle female voice came from outside the door of Baolaiju.

"Huh? What's the matter?"

As soon as the words fell, a woman dressed in blue gauze came slowly and gracefully.

"Qinghe has been here for so long, I really haven't seen him for a day, like three autumns."

Zhang Mingyu was taken aback for a moment, and then put all the previous "humiliation" behind him, raised a big smile, and quickly walked towards the gentle and dignified woman.

Inadvertently, Di Xin glanced over, and could even see Zhang Mingyu's inexplicable complacency and contempt when he looked over.

"Xu Qinghe?"

Su Yunzhang returned to Di Xin, frowned, and muttered awkwardly, "Why did she get involved with Zhang Mingyi?"

Xu Qinghe

Di Xin ignored Su Yunzhang and just said the name silently in his heart.

He suddenly understood the meaning of Zhang Mingyi's gaze just now.

Xu Qinghe is Xie Huachen's original wife in the history that Zhang Mingyu remembers.

Perhaps it was because of this relationship that Di Xin squinted his eyes, and really set his sights on the woman in blue beside Zhang Mingyi.

Xu Qinghe lowered his head, with a blush on his cheeks, and when Zhang Mingyi stood still beside him, he gently pushed his chest, "There are so many people here, what are you talking about?"

Rather than complaining, it's more like coquettishness.

It was very much like the original Xie Huachen's appearance when he saw Xu Qinghe facing Zhang Mingyu in his previous life.

It's just that at that time, he didn't know that she was his "destined" wife.

"Is Xu Qinghe crazy?! Uncle Xu's family actually let her make trouble like this?!"

Su Yunzhang exclaimed in Di Xin's ear, as if he was even more surprised than when he saw those aristocratic women surrounded by Zhang Mingqian in his previous life memory.

That's right, starting from the Sanchun Poetry Club, some things are different from the previous life in Xie Huachen's memory.

It's like no matter how much Su Yunzhang looked down on Zhang Mingyu in his previous life, but Zhang Mingyu is a student of Taixue after all, and he has a reputation as a scholar on his head. The future can be expected.But right now, he is just an ordinary commoner who has had his identity removed and his character is bad.

Like Su Yunzhang, the children of aristocratic families who have carved their identities into their bones, in their view, Xu Qinghe's falling in love with Zhang Mingyu is self-deprecating and degrading.

"I'm not talking nonsense, it's just that as soon as I saw you, Qinghe, I couldn't help myself, I couldn't help myself!"

Zhang Mingchen smiled brilliantly, and his ordinary facial features became vivid because of the expressive affection between his brows and eyes.

"It just so happens that my Baolai Curie has a new good thing, let's go, I'll take you to have a look first."

The folk customs of the Great Qi Dynasty were open.If a man and a woman agree with each other, it is not uncommon to do some intimate actions occasionally.The vast majority of people only think that it is a small love affair between young couples with a fixed wedding date, and no one will care about it.

But right now, the people in Baolaiju are not ordinary people, but the children of the rich and powerful in the capital.

Di Xin and Su Yunzhang often didn't know in Taixue that the news that Mrs. Xu's family and the boss of Baolaiju got close together with the news of Baolaiju's opening became popular in Kyoto.

But this was the first time that they saw Zhang Mingyu hold the hand of Mrs. Xu's family, but Mrs. Xu's face was just shy, and she didn't want to break away at all.

Will Xu Taifu allow his only daughter to marry a commoner?

All people from aristocratic families have such a question in their hearts.

After all, no matter what time it is, the right family is an important criterion for a family to make in-laws.