Uncle Lin Fell from the Sky [Red Mansion + Clear Wear]

(Pause face) To promote it, I wrote a new article "Brother Huan, He's Coming", intending to write a Red Mansion fanfic that may be different from what everyone expected. Also known as "Huan'er, come to copy the scriptures", "Huan'er, the ancient spokesperson of the krypton gold game", "Krypton gold player in the red building" "Huan'er, draw cards to write victory" "Huan'er, I'm going to copy scriptures." As the girl shouted, Gu Jiahuan came back to his senses and looked up to the sky speechlessly. He seemed to be Jia Huan in Dream of Red Mansions, and had already been taken care of by his aunt to copy scriptures twice. The first time was because one of his uncles spilled his niece Qiao's medicine, which was a breach of etiquette. The second time is probably because he has been seriously studying in the clan every day recently. If he was like other good men who traveled through time, not talking about having his head hanging from a beam, or having his butt stabbed, but he could work hard and find a way to counterattack as a concubine, become an official in the imperial examination, and gain both fame and wealth, then it wouldn't be unfair at this moment. But he goes to clan school every day just because he doesn't want to stay in the backyard and play with a bunch of little girls every day. Jia Huan was multitasking, copying the "Diamond Sutra" carefully while paying attention to the movements outside. It wasn't until the sound of crying and obstruction was heard that he finished writing the last stroke. He looked at the neat regular script on it with satisfaction, then put down his pen and ink and ran out. The small figure was caught in the crowd of maids, adding fuel to the fire and fanning the flames. Finally, Mrs. Wang relented and Baoyu took the blame. Then Zhen Jia Huan shouted and took the people out to beat them. I was already in a bad mood, and whatever I was doing was not going my way, but a bastard bumped into me. Jia Huan squeezed the flower with his hand and made a thunderous sound, just in time to let him know why the flower was so red. He couldn't solve the catastrophe of confiscating the house, but he could still deal with it for a bastard. If you are interested, you can check it out. I hope you can collect more pen refills! ! ! ! ................................................................................................................................................................. The article is open. If possible, please support the original version. Thank you. Thank you. Also known as "Countdown to the Red Mansion", "Time travel is still popular these days and the mashup style", "Uncle Lin fell from the sky" In the forty-third year of Kangxi's reign, spring was very cold. Outside the gate of Jia's Mansion, there stood a thinly dressed and gray-faced uncle who claimed to be the cousin of a cousin in the manor. However, he didn't even have a greeting card. He couldn't take out a few copper coins in his hand. He was in a shabby state. He just wanted to come to the house to win the autumn breeze. Since the eldest girl in their manor was made a concubine, there were not a few poor scholars who wanted to join him. If you are so poor, naturally no one wants to talk to you. After seeing that the person hadn't left for a long time, he was pushed by the impatient concierge. He fell and hit his head on a stone. When Lin Zizhen woke up again, his face was full of astonishment. PS: After writing this article, I discovered that there may not be a heroine dropped, and in the end it is another article without CP! ! (I apologize here, friends who read the article, please pay attention.) The product of brainstorming, just for fun, let's laugh and read the article together. Not Sister Heilin and Miss Baochai. Working hard to create a male protagonist who is knowledgeable but not worldly, has experienced all kinds of hardships, but still has a warm heart. Ouye, let's go... Please collect more!!!!!! Intention: Live seriously every day and be proactive.