In the dying sickness, he sat up in shock, and he had not finished writing the book.
This is Wen Mingyu's current state.
Originally, he wanted to ask Wen Changlan to let Mu Zhan know about the story, but as soon as he said it, Wen Changlan subconsciously glanced at the saint not far away, and the meaning was very clear.
Wen Mingyu lowered her eyes and drooped her shoulders. She understood it very well, but she couldn't help but think about it.
It feels that if Mu Zhan watched it, he would become popular all over and die on the spot.
At this moment, Wen Changlan also said, "I'm not joking, it's really novel and attractive, it's not like it's the first time I've written it."
Wen Mingyu was praised, but before he was happy for a second, he suddenly remembered that it was not the first time he had written, and there was a villain written on the basis of Mu Zhan.
Terrible.
He almost forgot, this must not be discovered.
But now he can be said to be inseparable from Mu Zhan and cannot be separated from Mu Zhan's sight. How can he secretly destroy the manuscript
Wen Mingyu frowned and put on a mask of pain.
Wen Changlan: "...?"
Wen Mingyu reluctantly waved her hand, indicating that she was fine.
Fortunately, Mu Zhan was probably busy with government affairs, so even if he knew what he was doing, he didn't read the words he wrote. Wen Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he felt a little unhappy in his heart, so Mu Zhan wasn't curious about what he wrote? Most people will want to see it.
Wen Mingyu was depressed for a while alone, and then turned her attention to writing the storybook.
The previous Shuangtian Shuangtian article has been written, and the ending has been handed over. Now, Wen Mingyu is going to open a new one, which is the old enemy love and kill each other that he planned to write before.
Because he hid in his sleeve pocket and followed Mu Zhan to the court, he saw the real court and gave him a lot of inspiration. Of course, he didn't want to write the reality into the storybook, but wanted to write the atmosphere of undercurrents and tensions between different parties in the courtroom.
This book is written by two male protagonists.
The son of the sick servant was a very stubborn and stubborn person since he was a child. He studied very hard, but he couldn't win against the prince next door, and he was overwhelmed in everything he did, which made him not angry and worked even harder.
The prince has also heard some rumors about the young master, but because the other party is weak, he seldom goes out and has not seen it in formal occasions. Because of curiosity, he sneaked over the wall to the servant's house, ran into the little son's room, found a person lying on the bed with a red face, and was stunned. The little son has never seen the sun all the year round, his skin is dazzlingly white, and his face is even more stunning, completely exceeding his expectations.
While stunned, the person on the bed murmured vaguely, wanting to drink water, but the servant did not know where to go. The prince simply poured a glass, lifted the person on the bed, put him in his arms, and fed him water. It is difficult for him to understand where the prince, known as the little devil, has ever served others, as if he was stunned.
The first time they met, the young master didn't know about it, but the prince was very upset. After returning, he took the initiative to study hard and take the imperial examination, which made the Hou Ye tsk tsk amazed.
A few years later, they participated in the same year's spring and palace examinations, and became the champion and second place respectively.
The princes of the two are different, and their positions are opposite. Coupled with their childhood origins, they are notoriously dead enemies. They are digging holes for each other every day, and they are tit for tat because of their political differences.
The young master proposed reform and reform, while the family of the prince belonged to the old school and was very opposed to the change, which affected the interests of their nobles. When the young master failed to reform and lost his holy favor, the prince did not take the opportunity to suppress him like others, and he did not allow his subordinates to do so. The reason was to check and balance each other. If the young master was gone, the saint would be afraid of their overpowering.
Once, the little son was assassinated and injured because of the reform, and was rescued by the son by accident. The prince bluntly said that his reforms blocked the way of many people and would harm himself. The little boy is very firm, so what? Reform is inevitable, but the road is very long. It will take ten, fifty, or even a hundred years. Although I can't see that time, I believe that the future will be very different.
There was a dazzling light in his eyes, and even the rising sun behind him couldn't hide it.
That scene shook the prince's heart, and he would never forget it for the rest of his life.
The little son's words came true. He really did not see the day when the reform was successful. Because of his weakness, although he continued to take tonics, he couldn't help working day and night. In the end, he was overworked. He died at the age of twenty-nine and never married.
Part of his reforms were successful, with very good results. After his death, the opposition of the prince's faction was not as fierce as before.
Ten years after his death, the prince also died of illness. Before his death, his consciousness was blurred, and he murmured the little boy's name, as if he saw the familiar back of that person in the void.
The two are lifelong enemies, both devoted themselves to their careers and fought each other for decades, but without each other, they would not have achieved that kind of achievement and stood at that height.
Even parents, brothers, and friends will misunderstand their thoughts and practices, but only that person can understand it right away. He is an old enemy, but he is also the person who knows himself best in the world.
The outline has been set a long time ago, and both of them died at the end. It looked like BE, but in Wen Mingyu's heart, this was the most perfect ending. Both of them have achieved the desired results in their careers, and at the same time, they also have an irreplaceable old enemy and confidant in their hearts, just like another spiritual self. This is something that many people cannot achieve in their lifetime.
The hardest thing to write is that they are tit-for-tat in the courtroom, fighting with each other, not only to have a sense of tension, but also to reflect the wisdom and outstanding ability of both sides, and there is a faint emotional surging under the undercurrent.
In order to write their opponent's play, Wen Mingyu carefully watched the real dynasty, and read a lot of books, read the famous people of the previous dynasty, the reform bill, the history of dynasty change, etc., and had a lot of ideas.
This story is not long, but in the middle of the text, plus checking the information, he wrote it for more than two months, and finally finished it, and handed the manuscript to Wen Changlan.
Wen Changlan was in charge of his words and acted as an editor. He will take this matter, on the one hand to establish a connection with Wen Mingyu, and on the other hand because he is really interested in the words written by Wen Mingyu.
The previous one had a novel theme, a smooth plot, and delicate emotions, which made it very relaxing to watch. This book made Wen Changlan even more surprised. The style changed greatly. It wrote about the struggle of the court and also involved reforms. Some of these ideas are worth studying.
Wen Changlan became the first reader. After reading it, he was still not satisfied, and immediately arranged for someone to print and sell it.
Wen Changlan praised Wen Mingyu's words book, and brought a copy over, suggesting that he show it to the sage.
Wen Mingyu was very moved, and then decisively refused.
Although he wrote obscurely, it was still pure love of writing. Mu Zhan was so keen, he might have seen it at a glance. Wouldn't it be strange that he would send such a book
Wen Changlan saw that he was unwilling, and it was not good to pass him over to the sage, so he thought about whether to create an accident for the sage to see this scripture, but then he thought about it, I am afraid he doesn't need to do it himself, the sage won't last long. I will see it, even if I have seen it now, I can't say for sure.
The first time that Wen Mingyu turned into a lop-eared rabbit, and was taken to the rear by Mu Zhan in his sleeve pocket, he also went with him later.
When Wei Yingwu saw the cute lop-eared rabbit, his heart became more and more eager to move. When he came to court, he couldn't help but bring the beautiful pink hairband with him. He wanted to give it to the holy rabbit, and felt that its ears were loose. Tie a bow on the ground and it must look good.
So, after the court, Wei Yingwu asked to see him.
After salute, his eyes couldn't control and stared straight at Mu Zhan's sleeve.
Wen Mingyu, who was looking out at the edge of his sleeve pocket, also noticed Wei Yingwu. He had a good relationship with Wei Yingwu, and he was very happy to see him. And usually when I look at Wei Yingwu, I feel burly, like a hill. Now he is a rabbit the size of a palm. Looking up, I think Wei Yingwu is a giant. The visual effect is extremely shocking.
Wei Yingwu didn't know that it was a friend he knew. Seeing the cute lop-eared rabbit was very well-behaved, with watery eyes looking at him, he was instantly elated and laughed naively.
"His Majesty's rabbit seems to like me quite a bit, and has been watching me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the temperature in the hall seemed to drop by two degrees suddenly, and the cold wind blew from the back of his neck, making his back feel hairy.
Wei Yingwu sensed the danger, looked left and right, and felt strange again, there shouldn't be anything in the palace.
Then, he enthusiastically offered the little pink headband he brought.
With a cold face, Mu Zhan refused unceremoniously: "Take your things and get out. Also, he doesn't like you."
Wei Yingwu couldn't believe it, and whispered in dissatisfaction: "The little rabbit obviously likes me very much... Your Majesty is a little stingy."
Mu Zhan's eyes became colder, like an ice pick with a sharp knife, and he stabbed him fiercely, "Wei Yingwu, what did you say?"
Wei Yingwu turned cowardly for a second, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, Wei Chen is guilty, Wei Chen is just joking."
Mu Zhan sneered and fined his salary before letting him go.
There is an order from the saint, Wei Yingwu wants to stay and see the lop-eared rabbit, he can only hold his pink hairband, turn around and leave sadly. After returning to the General's Mansion, he immediately went to his cousin's place to pour out bitter water, with a look of grievance, and he was about to perform a fierce man crying in the next second.
Wen Changlan looked at his wrinkled face, and pushed him away in disgust, "I wasn't very smart at first, so I look even more stupid. Hurry up, and my nose will flow down later."
Wei Yingwu didn't want to cry at first, but in order to fight against Wen Changlan, he had to let go of his voice and howl when it rained.
Wen Changlan said coldly, "Go away."
Wei Yingwu not only did not roll, but also deliberately leaned over and howled into his ear.
In the end, after howling for a while, Erha he raised heard the sound and rushed over quickly, sticking out his tongue with excitement - what's so hot? This uncle also wants to be healthy, never miss it!
As a result, the dry howl of one person becomes a duet of one person and one dog, one after another, incessantly.
Wen Changlan's face, which had always been gentle and calm, cracked and collapsed. He turned the wheelchair and wanted to go back to the room, but one person and one dog followed closely like small tails.
Wen Changlan was so annoyed that he finally couldn't help it, and directly confiscated Wei Yingwu's rabbit mint and Husky's big bones.
This time, one person and one dog turned into a real howl, hugging each other, grief-stricken. The expression and actions were surprisingly consistent, as if a long-lost brother, or a cross-species kind.
Another day, the morning.
In the main hall, the ministers played as always, and respectfully reported important matters to the sage.
Mu Zhan listened, and every now and then, he could hit the key point, but no one would have imagined that there was a lop-eared rabbit hidden in his sleeve pocket, slowly rua fluffy, and openly touching the rabbit at work.
Civil and military officials did not dare to stare at Longyan rashly. The lop-eared rabbit was very well-behaved. Usually, they listened carefully with their sleeves up and didn't make a sound. It took so long. thing.
Today, something is different.
Halfway through the meeting, the rabbit in the arm pocket moved suddenly, wrinkled face, and looked a little restless.
Mu Zhan noticed it and touched him soothingly, as if asking what was wrong.
Wen Mingyu was embarrassed to say that he was in a state of three urgency. Because he came to the court together and went back two hours later, his stomach was flattened with hunger. Mu Zhan was in front of the court and asked him to prepare some food and let him pad his stomach first.
Today, Wen Mingyu couldn't help drinking a big bowl because of the mellow taste of milk tea. Now it's over, and she really wants to pee. But this is an important court meeting. He thought about forbearance first, but his brain said so, but his bladder rebelled against it and said no.
So, he crossed his legs and arched a little impatiently.
It was useless for Mu Zhan to touch his head and rub his ears, he just wanted to go to the toilet.
Unable to hold it any longer, he had to stretch out his paws and write the word "toilet" on Mu Zhan's palm to show his needs. Then, he also pointed at himself and the legs of the dragon chair, expressing that he would not delay the meeting and sneak away so that he would not be discovered.
But Mu Zhan directly ignored his silent gestures, announced the suspension of the meeting, and brought the lop-eared rabbit who was about to climb out of his palm to the clean room.
After going to the clean room, Wen Mingyu slowly remembered that this is for human use, and the size is not suitable for rabbits. When he changed back to human form, he had no clothes to wear.
Wen Mingyu froze, but with his legs between his legs, his bladder no longer allowed him to dawdle.
Seeing his embarrassment, Mu Zhan hugged him directly and helped him pick up a jio very considerately.
Wen Mingyu: "..."
I don't want to be so considerate! ! !
If he wasn't a rabbit now, and his face was all fluffy, others would surely see him blushing bloody and steaming from the top of his head.
In any case, in the end, he completed it with the help of Mu Zhan. When he went out, the whole rabbit was in a trance, feeling that he was not clean. Mu Zhan also scrubbed his hair!
Wen Mingyu collapsed a little, hid in his sleeve pocket, and didn't even show his head, as if he wanted to suffocate himself in it.
Of course Mu Zhan wouldn't let him hold back, he reached into his sleeve pocket, took a handful, held the lop-eared rabbit's chin, and forcibly pulled him out to breathe.
During the entire court process today, Wen Mingyu has never been so obedient. In the past, he would stick his head out to look at it. If a position was uncomfortable for a long time, he would move his paws and jiojio. When Mu Zhan reached out to touch his back, he felt comfortable, and he would make a low purring sound, but The voice was so small that only Mu Zhan could hear it.
But today, he didn't take the initiative to take the initiative, and he kept trying to drill into his sleeve pocket. After being pulled out by Mu Zhan, he just lay there, motionless, like a dead salt who lost his dream. Fish Rabbit.
Mu Zhan couldn't understand why he was so depressed, and he didn't respond when he touched his ears and pulled his tail. He couldn't help frowning, and his mood became very bad. He doesn't like to see Wen Mingyu like this, he usually smiles sweetly and carefree, and it's good to be comfortable humming when he is being groomed.
He frowned, his face was ugly, and the air pressure was low, and immediately the courtiers below couldn't help but make up their minds, thinking that Mu Zhan went out just now to kill someone, and someone made him unhappy. Who is so ignorant.
The minister was trembling, all kinds of thoughts flashed in his mind, but he couldn't think of anything. This matter is actually very simple. Mu Zhan just brought his own rabbit to solve the internal emergency. Now he is unhappy just because he has no energy.
After Mu Zhan went out and came back to the main hall, the expression on his face became more and more irritable, making the courtiers below also tremble, and then abruptly shortened the two-hour court meeting to one hour, dare not say a word of nonsense, no A second of slack, finished the performance ahead of schedule, and retreated.
The civil and military officials respectfully sent him off, and Mu Zhan left the hall, scratching the Lop-eared Rabbit's chin soothingly, and the fluffy rabbit lay on his palm and rubbed slowly. Mu Zhan didn't take his hand away, but just held the rabbit like that.
Today, Wei Yingwu and Wen Changlan are coming to discuss matters. As generals and military advisors, of course, they will not stay in the capital for too long. They need to be stationed in the frontier. After a long time, the two of them will set off. The next time they come back, it should be Chinese New Year.
They came to talk about business, but as soon as Wei Yingwu approached, he couldn't control his eyes on the rabbit in Mu Zhan's arms and couldn't look away.
I saw this lop-eared rabbit several times during the previous court, but it was all in Mu Zhan's sleeve pocket. Today, I finally saw the whole picture. It was snow-white and unbelievably beautiful.
Wei Yingwu was excited and couldn't hold back, so he blurted out what he had been thinking about for a long time: "Your Majesty raises a male rabbit, right? It's so beautiful, can I ask it to breed Weichen's female rabbit?"
As soon as the voice fell, the council hall was instantly quiet enough to hear the needle drop.
Wen Changlan couldn't control his expression, opened his eyes slightly, and looked at his Hanhan cousin in shock. Although he told Wei Yingwu not to play tricks on the saint and speak straight, is it necessary to go to this point? If it weren't for Wei Yingwu's talent as a general who was unparalleled, he would have been killed hundreds of times by the sage long ago.
Wen Changlan sometimes really wonders, is there any peculiar switch on this person? Otherwise, why can you be so brave and good at fighting on the battlefield, witty and sharp, and in daily life, like a fool
Mu Zhan's face was completely black, and the sharp eyes that fell on Wei Yingwu could slash a thousand swords.
Wen Mingyu, who was lying softly on Mu Zhan's palm, was caught off guard when she heard this, and was a little sluggish. When she realized what she heard, she was so frightened that she shook her head frantically, and hugged her with fluffy claws. Mu Zhan's hand, desperately trying to drill into his sleeve pocket, showed strong opposition and resistance all over his body.
Because Mu Zhan's hand was on his lap, Wen Mingyu's sudden dodging was just like drilling into Mu Zhan's arms in disguise. The appearance of refusing without hesitation softened Mu Zhan's ugly face, and his killing intent also subsided.
Mu Zhan moved his palms slightly, and drew the lop-eared rabbit together, wrapped it in the crook of his arms, put him in his arms, and covered it tightly with his sleeves, so that not even a fluffy hair could be seen.
"Impossible, it's impossible, and he doesn't want to. You don't even think about it unless you want to die."
The tone was extremely cold, the words were sharp and sullen, and anyone could hear how much Mu Zhan hated this.
Wei Yingwu was stunned, and Wen Changlan quickly reconciled, blaming Wei Yingwu and proposing punishment. He brought it up first, in order to avoid the anger of the sage, and the punishment was too heavy. It seemed that he was trying to deceive Wei Yingwu, but in fact it was to protect him.
In order to stabilize the scene, Wen Changlan not only gave Wei Yingwu a verbal slap, but also praised Mu Zhan's lop-eared rabbit. Of course, he couldn't praise it too much. He could see how much the sage valued this rabbit. I am afraid that the status is comparable to Wen Mingyu's. Then, Wen Changlan sincerely sent a bunch of grass to the saint.
Gift-giving is a delicate matter, especially when it comes to making amends. As the supreme monarch, Mu Zhan naturally saw a lot of precious jewels, nothing special. Of course, it is best to deliver what people want.
In the past, Wen Changlan couldn't figure out where to start, but now that the saint also raised rabbits, he just happened to have something very suitable.
"Rabbits like this kind of grass very much, and they can't help but roll around in their arms. It looks so naive." Wen Changlan explained that what he sent was the grass that can be called rabbit mint.
Mu Zhan's expression remained unchanged, and he did not show any attitude. He just asked them to step down after talking about the business.
As soon as Wen Changlan came out, he ordered people to send all the rabbit mint in the house into the palace and dedicate it to the saint.
When they were talking about Rabbit Mint, Wen Mingyu was hugged by Mu Zhan and touched his back and smoothed his hair. Mu Zhan had done a lot and practiced his furry skills so well that Lop Rabbit liked it very much, and he was under him in no time. Soft into a pool of water, half-squinting, almost falling asleep.
Because of this, he didn't know that there would be a rabbit mint in the palace.
Wen Mingyu was in a daze, and was carried back to the bedroom by Mu Zhan in his sleeve pocket. He changed back into a human form, put on his clothes, had dinner, and went to the imperial study together.
Wen Mingyu was busy writing the script, and always felt like she forgot something, tried her best but couldn't remember it, but when she was resting, eating snacks and drinking milk tea, suddenly flashed in her mind.
"Your Majesty, don't I have to go to class?"
He subconsciously asked, and found that he had forgotten a teacher he hadn't seen in a while. It has been almost half a month since Qiuhun returned to the palace, and with the month of Qiuhun, he almost took a summer vacation.
Hearing this, Mu Zhan put down the book in his hand, wrinkled his eyebrows, and said, "Gu also wants to tell you about this, the class will start in two days, but it is not like before, but Gu will teach you personally."
Wen Mingyu was so frightened that she couldn't hold the puff pastry in her hand, and with a click, it fell on the table.
Do not! It's not true! I don't believe, I don't listen I don't listen!
Only this expression pack can barely express his mood at this time.
If it was those doctors, he could secretly find opportunities to desert and be lazy, but Mu Zhan came to teach in person? He may not last three days. He had experienced the previous riding and archery class. The high-intensity teaching and the rocket class that rushed out of the universe were simply unbearable for ordinary people.
Moreover, letting the emperor who is busy with government affairs come to be a general subject teacher is too overkill and will make him feel guilty.
Wen Mingyu stayed for a minute, and quickly declined politely, trying to persuade Mu Zhan to change this terrible idea.
But Mu Zhan insisted and didn't agree. Instead, seeing his resistance, his face sank, his pheromones became a little restless, and he became a large, fierce dog that wanted to bite.
Wen Mingyu had no choice but to immediately nodded in agreement. To be honest, Mu Zhan is a very good teacher, but he, a student who occasionally wants to be lazy, can't afford it. He feels sorry for the people of the whole country for a second, and wastes the precious time of the king of a country.
Mu Zhan looked at him and added, "This is temporary."
Wen Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief.
Mu Zhan's thin lips pursed tightly into a straight line, clearly displeased.
After that, Zhao Dequan came to report, saying that the things sent by Wen Changlan had arrived.
At this time, Mu Zhan's expression was cold, and he seemed to have no interest in this grass, but after seeing it, he ordered a garden dedicated to growing rabbit mint in the palace.
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