Copywriting
He was originally a good young man in his late thirties, but he was so sad that his soul was shattered.
But it doesn't look good on anyone, so it looks like Zhao Gao, who treats a deer like a horse.
Not only does he have a bad reputation, he is said to be a eunuch!
Fortunately, he is a beautiful young man and his body parts are still complete.
It's okay to teach a guy to trick someone, but after the trick, he found out that he was actually the big boss!
He was so frightened that he quickly joined forces with him and returned to Qin to become a civil servant.
Good looks, power, money, and... Uh... The emperor's handsome man?
Qin Shihuang: What, the teacher doesn't like it?
Zhao Gao: Your Majesty, I don't dare!
Food Guide
The domineering and affectionate emperor attacks (in the second year of the year), while the gentle and sinister minister suffers.
Is the writing style correct? Try your best to research, slow down, Brother Zheng appears in Chapter 4.
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◆This article is based on the pre-Qin Dynasty and the Qin Dynasty. The specific events have been greatly changed due to time travel and can be regarded as a parallel space. ◆The author is a loser of history. Comments are welcome, but please give him a pat. ◆The author is not a blind person, and you can point out other shortcomings in the article.
(Wall around and ask for collection articles, be cute and cute and ask for collection columns, star eyes.)
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Reader comments
Persecution of books hahahahahahaha
Aijiu teacher jiu●^●[red heart][red heart]
Grindelwald: He must have a nose, he must have hair, and he must have good looks.
Painting. Remember me? I am in short. I haven't written anything new for a long time. Have you given up?
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. I am happy no matter what I do, but I am not happy when I turn on the computer and do my homework! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers.
Ask for more, ask for more, ask for more, ask for more, ask for more
The type of writing I like seems weird. . . |||, Because I like to read romance novels. When I was in college, I would skip meals on weekends and just lie in bed and read all day. I probably read all the books by celebrities (romance novels) at that time. However, everyone read Aunt Qiong's book, but I didn't read it. I only read the relatively classic "Autumn Song". Then I like to read the writings of authors like Xu Zhimo, San Mao, and Zhang Ailing who are unruly and casual, and I also like the writings of Lu Xun, Mark Twain, and O. Henry, who are stubborn and upright uncles. So every time I go to borrow a book, the aunt in the library (the nickname we give this rigorous teacher) will look at me with strange eyes, and she seems to have noticed this person's weirdness. . . |||
Some people say that women who read romance novels will always go to two extremes. One is that they think the male protagonist is handsome and then become a nymphomaniac looking for him everywhere; the other is that they think the male protagonist in the novel does not exist and lose interest in boys. I think I'm the second type.
No matter what kind of plot I read in the novel, I will be fully engaged while reading it and quickly withdraw after reading it.
Not a word left, not a word spoken. The magnificent events in the novel turned into a fleeting cloud in a blink of an eye. Then it slowly passed away with the flowing water.
I once thought that I was a woman who loved vigorous drama, the heart-wrenching love of the male and female protagonists, and the persistence of abandoning everything after falling in love. I naturally liked it. But I also know that's untrue.
I don't know why I read this novel. I just saw that many people recommended it, so I read it.
We will meet 8,263,563 people in our lifetime, will greet 39,778 people, and will be familiar with 3,619 people. I will get close to two hundred and seventy-five people, but in the end, I will be lost in the sea of people. There is never forever in life, only separation.
But I always believe that we will meet again, those who are deeply in love with us. Everyone has an eternity in their heart, but they don't know where eternity is.
There are tens of millions of people in the world, but only a part of them believe in love; there are millions of people who believe in love, but only a part of them can find the person they truly love; there are millions of people who can find true love, but how many of them can persist in staying together?
There are tens of millions of people in the world, but only a part of them believe in love; there are millions of people who believe in love, but only a part of them can find the person they truly love; there are millions of people who can find true love, but how many of them can persist in staying together?
Why the silence? Are you speechless, are your words unreflective, or are you holding on to tears and unable to speak? When a fragment in the world is looking for the other, it may make a noise, call, or issue a missing person notice, but when it finds another fragment, it becomes silent. A complete individual does not need gorgeous words to praise or mathematical analysis to study logic, because it is complete in itself, and no more can be added or left over. It is a saturated state of satisfaction.
There are too many regrets in life, and you may not be able to pursue perfection, but believing in your own beliefs and cherishing what you have is the most satisfying life.
Nowadays, too many thoughts have accumulated and I no longer have the strength to bear and wait, so I finally put pen to paper. The so-called warmth I know is a kind of love that flows slowly, fresh and simple.
I'm covering my face, it's my first time to write a long review, maybe it's not very good, so I'll just make do with it~~= =|||Trypos will be investigated~~
Ah, update soon. I have been waiting for you for a long time and I have almost forgotten the previous plot.
Updates are too slow, it only takes so long to complete one chapter
Can three people still name two double rooms? This is completely like taking the bait while fishing. In other words, the original plan was "two single rooms", but two people squeezed into a single bed... This is too much wwww
I mainly. . I want to watch Net King. . . The dragon and horse are killing everyone, hahahahaha
Persecution of books hahahahahahaha
Aijiu teacher jiu●^●[red heart][red heart]
Grindelwald: He must have a nose, he must have hair, and he must have good looks.
Painting. Remember me? I am in short. I haven't written anything new for a long time. Have you given up?
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. I am happy no matter what I do, but I am not happy when I turn on the computer and do my homework! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers.
Ask for more, ask for more, ask for more, ask for more, ask for more
The type of writing I like seems weird. . . |||, Because I like to read romance novels. When I was in college, I would skip meals on weekends and just lie in bed and read all day. I probably read all the books by celebrities (romance novels) at that time. However, everyone read Aunt Qiong's book, but I didn't read it. I only read the relatively classic "Autumn Song". Then I like to read the writings of authors like Xu Zhimo, San Mao, and Zhang Ailing who are unruly and casual, and I also like the writings of Lu Xun, Mark Twain, and O. Henry, who are stubborn and upright uncles. So every time I go to borrow a book, the aunt in the library (the nickname we give this rigorous teacher) will look at me with strange eyes, and she seems to have noticed this person's weirdness. . . ||| Some people say that women who read romance novels will always go to two extremes. One is that they think the male protagonist is handsome and then become a nymphomaniac looking for him everywhere; the other is that they think the male protagonist in the novel does not exist and lose interest in boys. I think I'm the second type. No matter what kind of plot I read in the novel, I will be fully engaged while reading it and quickly withdraw after reading it. Not a word left, not a word spoken. The magnificent events in the novel turned into a fleeting cloud in a blink of an eye. Then it slowly passed away with the flowing water. I once thought that I was a woman who loved vigorous drama, the heart-wrenching love of the male and female protagonists, and the persistence of abandoning everything after falling in love. I naturally liked it. But I also know that's untrue. I don't know why I read this novel. I just saw that many people recommended it, so I read it. We will meet 8,263,563 people in our lifetime, will greet 39,778 people, and will be familiar with 3,619 people. I will get close to two hundred and seventy-five people, but in the end, I will be lost in the sea of people. There is never forever in life, only separation. But I always believe that we will meet again, those who are deeply in love with us. Everyone has an eternity in their heart, but they don't know where eternity is. There are tens of millions of people in the world, but only a part of them believe in love; there are millions of people who believe in love, but only a part of them can find the person they truly love; there are millions of people who can find true love, but how many of them can persist in staying together? There are tens of millions of people in the world, but only a part of them believe in love; there are millions of people who believe in love, but only a part of them can find the person they truly love; there are millions of people who can find true love, but how many of them can persist in staying together? Why the silence? Are you speechless, are your words unreflective, or are you holding on to tears and unable to speak? When a fragment in the world is looking for the other, it may make a noise, call, or issue a missing person notice, but when it finds another fragment, it becomes silent. A complete individual does not need gorgeous words to praise or mathematical analysis to study logic, because it is complete in itself, and no more can be added or left over. It is a saturated state of satisfaction. There are too many regrets in life, and you may not be able to pursue perfection, but believing in your own beliefs and cherishing what you have is the most satisfying life. Nowadays, too many thoughts have accumulated and I no longer have the strength to bear and wait, so I finally put pen to paper. The so-called warmth I know is a kind of love that flows slowly, fresh and simple. I'm covering my face, it's my first time to write a long review, maybe it's not very good, so I'll just make do with it~~= =|||Trypos will be investigated~~
Ah, update soon. I have been waiting for you for a long time and I have almost forgotten the previous plot.
Updates are too slow, it only takes so long to complete one chapter
Can three people still name two double rooms? This is completely like taking the bait while fishing. In other words, the original plan was "two single rooms", but two people squeezed into a single bed... This is too much wwww
I mainly. . I want to watch Net King. . . The dragon and horse are killing everyone, hahahahaha