When he woke up, Qin An almost collapsed when he looked at the unfamiliar and frail scholar's face in the bronze mirror.
The memory of the original owner, the scholar, told him: In this world, one can cultivate immortality by studying, and he was the most useless insulator of Haoran's righteousness in the Yu Dynasty.
What's even more tragic is that in order to escape the fate of marrying far away, the wealthy lady upstairs smashed him with a hydrangea and made him the laughing stock of the whole city.
Seeing that the Yue family's general's mansion was being humiliated by the civil servant group in turn, his daughter-in-law Mu Wanxue was holding a spear and wanted to fight with them.
Qin An silently took out "Three Hundred Tang Poems": "Madam, rest a while, these old antiques, I'll do it."
Very nice book,