"Rely on your waist! Yan Ruyu, what do you mean! Have you really read his book?"
"Hey."
"Hey, what do you mean?"
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Ahem, I don't know what love is in this world, because there is no such thing as love in this book. Why do I say that? Because it seems that I may be a bit cultured.
Empty! Tomorrow! Daily(?)!
I'm going to give up all my Machiavellian writing(?) In order to write this.
It unfolds from Yan Ruyu's perspective.
It's semi-fantasy, so the timeline is messy. I mainly focus on daily life and just put my mind aside.
It's just the background of the Ming Dynasty, and it actually doesn't have much direct relationship with the Ming Dynasty, so if there are any mistakes, I will correct them if you correct me, but if it really can't be corrected, then just bear with it.
I just finished writing something heavier, so I want to write something happier (?) To let everyone relax.
The above is a rough outline and will definitely be changed (✔).
Just have fun reading the book.
Again! It has nothing to do with the Ming Dynasty! Lots of flaws! Be considerate to everyone and correct any problems in a timely manner.
I'm here to look forward to your advice.
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Come on... I really wanted to write about lighthearted and warm daily life at first, but for some reason (?) I started writing about bitterness and hatred... I'm really sorry ((?)).
And: Ming Dynasty, you are really a paradise in ancient Chinese! The powerful official Zhang Juzheng/.
