Roaming through the world of Doraemon

He said that if Yi Hou listened to the Holy Emperor's insistence, it was not good to ask too many questions. What was wrong with selling a cup of water and interpersonal relationships? Now, let's give a gift and say goodbye.

Before long, the time for the list to be announced arrived, and billboards in major towns were filled with the Royal List. Thousands upon thousands of students had already crowded the streets. Look.

Chapter 282 Refusal to Return Goods

A sea of ​​people. Good news is everywhere.

At this moment, Ye Tiancheng sat at home, anticipating the news of his name appearing on the honor roll—a certainty—and simply waiting for someone to announce the joy. Sure enough, not long after, the sound of gongs and drums rang out. Mother and son calmly came out to greet them. A smiling man stepped forward and greeted everyone: "Congratulations to Qin Xiushi on being in Class 3 of Senior High School!"

"Congratulations." Upon hearing the urgent matter of giving gifts, Ye Tiancheng casually took out a prepared red envelope and handed it to the clerk. People hurriedly reached out to refuse the return. Now Qin Xiushi is a person in name only. I want to become a high-ranking official in the future. I can't do it." As he spoke, he tightly gripped the red envelope in Ye Tiancheng's hand.

After pretending to do something, I held it in my arms. Then, he took a gold box from his companion, handed it to Ye Tiancheng, and said, "This is a brocade robe given to him by the Holy Emperor; please keep it." Be polite, and disperse the crowd. Ye Tiancheng and his mother returned home.

“Mom, I can finally go to university. You don’t have to study so hard anymore.” Then, he took out his brocade dress and gave it to his mother. It was a purple brocade dress, and he had come in third in the exam. First place was yellow, and second place was red. It wasn’t just a place.

With this suit, you can get a paid job directly from Fengming Academy. (The gold watch allows you to study at university, but you have to pay tuition; with this suit, you can study freely.) Qin's mother was already moved to tears as she watched her son put on the brocade suit. She continued, "My son has succeeded." She held Ye Tiancheng's hand and looked at her son again and again.

As time passed, more than two months of school had already gone by. Ye Tiancheng was listening to his teacher's lectures on Confucianism in class. Every day, Ye Tiancheng, like many of his classmates, would start a small project, discussing historical records and the past. He really wished he could skip these three months and learn some real skills.

Suddenly, he heard the master call his name, "My Confucian art is profound and extensive, it can be said to be a strong point of the Hundred Schools of Thought." Is that so? Ye Tiancheng, what are the skills of Confucianism? "When the husband asked Ye Tiancheng, he hurriedly stood up and saluted him, replying, "Uh, there is a saying in the book, 'A humble gentleman carries six arts,' which means ritual, photography, music, calligraphy, mathematics, and the six arts." The answer was: "Uh, when you return to your husband, there is a saying, 'A humble gentleman carries six skills,'" he hurriedly said, following the teacher's instructions.

"Use this, and see the master." The master stroked his beard, gesturing for Ye Tiancheng to sit down, and shook his head, saying, "No, my Confucianism is not limited to this. In those days, my ancestors set up a meeting place with friends in the arts, divided into 20 days, to compete against 100 famous figures, stipulating that each loser should leave behind a skill. Thus, our ancestors won a great victory and acquired a great deal of money. To this day, my Confucian family is still worthy of the name of the Hundred Schools. Ha," it said with a proud laugh, causing a stir, and everyone couldn't help but say.

After class that day, Ye Tiancheng went to the cafeteria to get food as usual and returned to his room to eat dinner. But he heard someone outside the door say, "May I ask if this is Mr. Qin's house?" "I am Yue Qingfeng, I have come to visit." He put down his plate and replied, "It is Xiao Ke. Please come in and let's talk."

"I saw a person dressed in yellow, about eighteen or nineteen years old, holding a feather fan. He walked in and bowed deeply, which made Ye Tiancheng somewhat dejected. Ye Tiancheng hurriedly said, 'I apologize for disturbing you. I hope you can wait for more.'"

Chapter 283 Long-standing Fame

"I wonder what my brother-in-law is doing here?" Yue Qingfeng's explanation was: "Brother Qin Daming, with your renowned reputation, since we're here today, why don't we become friends?"

The two introduced themselves. It turned out that this man was the most beloved little prince on this sacred day. This time, he respected the sacred parable and offered his worldly talents to enhance his reputation in the capital. This was why he came to make friends. Ye Tiancheng was also a wise man, knowing the benefits of choosing his interests and befriending this man.

Why not express your wish immediately? I'm sorry to have disturbed Ye Tiancheng's meal. The Little Prince invited Ye Tiancheng out for dinner. Ye Tiancheng gladly accepted. Walking in the garden, I saw a large crowd gathered in front of me. I didn't know what was going on.

Little Prince Yue Qingfeng explained to Ye Tiancheng, "Brother Qin seems to have been here for a long time and doesn't go out often. There must be some talented women passing by our hospital before he stopped to take a look. They've never seen this world before, and when they see a beautiful woman, they can't even walk straight."

Ye Tiancheng smiled and said, "As a beautiful woman, I also want to see something. Perhaps you can get to know each other." "Ah! That's it, let's go take a look then, but these talented women are all very tall," Yue Qingfeng said, following behind.

"Wow, look! My idol, Miss Yun Yasen!" The guy drooled. "Look, I'm Liu Shi, walking very well." Another exclamation rang out. "Look, Fu Qingxue is here too, I'm smitten with her."

The man who spoke was covered in bruises and lived on crutches. His companion looked at him in bewilderment and said, "You haven't given up on being beaten so badly." "I'm beaten, I like it. Hitting is scolding is love, what do you know?" It was hopeless.

Upon hearing Fu Qingxue's name, Ye Tiancheng suddenly recalled Qing Yangzi's words and couldn't help but take a closer look. Her hair was like green silk, untouched by dust, and her face was like a lotus emerging from blue water. A red shirt contrasted beautifully with her appearance, making her seem like a fairy from the world. She had just returned from the snow.

When the next three steps were taken, and two steps were taken to satisfy them. Behind him, Yue Qingfeng couldn't stop him, and hurriedly patted his forehead with his fan, thinking: "I'm going to lose a lot of money today, I can't talk to anyone properly, why did you go to her?"

Wen Qiqi believes that she unintentionally entered the realm of immortals.

She gazed at the surrounding primeval forest. Perhaps no one had ever been to this place, so no one knew it was a kingdom of gods. This explained the anti-scientific black hole, but Winky had been searching for it, yet she had never seen it again.

Is it true that gods can only come and go as they please?

Anyway, nobody cares whether I leave or not. Wen Qiqi gave a self-deprecating smile.

Wen Qiqi was an orphan who grew up to be adopted by hundreds of families. Years of loneliness led her to develop a love for solo rock climbers who faced extremely difficult and dangerous challenges.

That day, she climbed a steep stone wall and looked down at the scenery below when she suddenly discovered an unfamiliar place.

On the opposite stone wall, a cluster of black things vaguely appeared in the mirage. Suddenly, curiosity arose. Without saying a word, he climbed to the other side of the stone wall. Only when he went inside did he realize it was a cave. To his surprise, the cave, like a mirage in the desert, always seemed somewhat distorted to Wenqi.

"Do you have any fantasies when you have heatstroke?"

Chapter 284 The Edge of the Cave

Wen Qiqi smiled, then tentatively touched the edge of the cave. As soon as her fingers touched it, she felt dizzy. When she recovered, the scene in front of her changed from a bare stone wall to a lush forest.

After all, Wenqi had been sitting on the ground for half a day. Although she usually climbed a rock to train her physical fitness, after walking a long way in this dense forest, it wasn't like Tarzan Saruyama was tired.

Looking back on her life: eye-rolling, talking, taking care of others. Wen Qiqi couldn't help but laugh. If it weren't for so many kind people, how could she have grown up so smoothly?

A low, guttural howl interrupted Wen Qiqi's thoughts. She looked up, and her eyes met those of a strong gray wolf.

The gray wolf glared at Winkey with hostility.

Winkey was filled with rage. He stared at the suspicious gray wolf.

Where do immortals live? Where are wolves?

Oh, that's right. Sun Wukong beat up many strange questions posed by the gods.

She suddenly realized that when she saw a picture of a bitten dog online, she should crouch down.

So, are dogs and wolves distant relatives?

So Winkey slowly stood up, then slowly squatted down, holding his head. The gray wolf, with its head tilted to the side, suddenly howled, jumped up, and bit Winkey's arm.

damn it!

father!

Distant relatives are untrustworthy!

Wen Qiqi immediately fought with the gray wolf, and finally hurriedly stretched out "Wen's Scissors Hand," the best hand he could muster, and poked it into the gray wolf's eye.

poked you!

The wolf shrieked and released her mouth, but Winkey quickly kicked it away, covered her arm, and ran away.

His wound was covered in blood. Wen Qiji looked back to see if the wolf had caught up with him, and stumbled forward.

"Oh my God!" Winki didn't know what she had hit. She lost her balance and fell.

“Oh my God!” a man exclaimed.

Wen Qiqi looked up and couldn't help but stay.

In the sunlight, he was a handsome and straightforward young man with deep, bright black eyes beneath his arched eyebrows, a high nose, and thin, tight lips. He had long, dark hair and wore a Snow White robe…

Wait, wait!

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Long hair? Long robe?

Do immortals like ancient clothing?

Uh. Yes, the gods all look like they're wearing ancient clothes, but aren't they all from ancient paintings? This fairy is really out of touch with the times.

Thinking of this, Wen Qiqi took a deep breath, stood up on his own, and the white man was slightly stunned by his speed.

. ........ ...

"Girl, are you alright? I didn't see you. Ah! The wound on your hand." The person in white spoke first.

“It’s okay, I just ran over to hit you and got bitten by a wolf,” Wen Qi waved his hand casually.

The man in white said, "Ah," and then said anxiously, "Then hurry up and treat your wound. Let's go, young lady. I'll take you to see your nearest husband."

The immortal wants... to tend to the wound? You didn't wave your sleeve, did you?

Upon realizing this, Wen Qi hurriedly asked, "Who are you? Where is this?"

The white man couldn't help but say, rolling up his sleeves and running in one direction, "The door."

Chapter 285 Innocent Appearance

"You're a stranger, young lady. You don't look like someone from the Central Plains." "My name is Ye Tiancheng, and I'm a scholar."

scholar?

scholar!

Isn't this very old?

If Ye Tiancheng were to look back now, he would definitely see that Wen Qi's mouth was stuffed full of eggs.

"Okay, how old are you?" Wen Qi asked hastily, finding it hard to keep his mouth shut.

Upon hearing the phrase "183," Ye Tiancheng stopped and looked at Wen Qiqi suspiciously: "Girl, how could you not know the age this year?"

“My hometown is far from where I fled, and I know nothing about it.” Wen Qiqi composed himself, immediately holding back his tears, his innocent face shining through.

"Oh, I see." Ye Tiancheng said with a smile, "The current country is called Daliang, the emperor is called Duju, and there are countries like Goryeo and Tupan. Which country did that girl come from?"

“A person?” Wen Qiqi murmured. “It sounds like a woman’s name.”

Ye Tiancheng said with a different expression, "Young lady, our Emperor is a woman!"

Wenqi opened his eyes wide and said, "Girls?" Although I have a bad history, I also know that the only female emperor was Wu Zetian.

Ye Tiancheng seemed even more surprised: "Girl, Wu Zetian was the emperor of the previous dynasty. After her came Princess Taiping, and then..."

Wen Qiqi interrupted him, "Is the princess safe?" Why her? Ah. Then the dejected man lowered his head: "It's over, studying history is useless..."

Ye Tiancheng frowned, pulled on Wen Qi's sleeve, and quickened his pace down the mountain, sighing as he walked: Is it because that girl was bitten by a wolf and went crazy?

After taking her medicine, Wen Qi kept her head down, observing that her only knowledge of history couldn't help her exchange white flowers for silver. Ye Tiancheng suddenly asked, "Girl, do you have any relatives here?"

"Hmm?" Wen Qiqi, who was going through customs by plane, answered listlessly.

“Oh, now I’m a gentleman at the private school. If that girl doesn’t mind, she can come and be a bookworm,” Ye Tiancheng said.

Good guy!

Wen Qiqi looked up at the handsome man, and then the chicken nodded like a pecking at grains of rice.

After recuperating at Ye Tiancheng's house for half a month, Wen Qiqi prepared to go to a private school with Ye Tiancheng. (.) He officially began his career as a bookworm. During these two weeks, Wen Qiqi couldn't help but think of this gentle, considerate, and erudite handsome man, becoming somewhat obsessive.

Recently, Wen Qiqi also learned of a piece of news that thrilled her: after Princess Taiping came to power, the status of women gradually improved, because this was during the Tang Dynasty, where thought was relatively free and open. The idea that "who says women are inferior to men" began to gain popularity, and women were allowed to study poetry. By then, women could attend private schools alongside men, and some strategically astute women could even join the army as military advisors.