
I Am Ye Shi, and I Don't Agree with You Becoming a Tyrant
我是野史,我不同意你做暴君
by Governor of Jingua (筋刮巡抚)
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- 14k Words
- Genre
- Danmei (BL)
- Updated
- 1y ago
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- JJWXC
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Literary knowledge is clear, and wild history is refined. History does not mention it, but it is definitely wild enough. Although he is at the bottom of the contempt chain of history books, his literary knowledge and his wild ambitions are not wild. Daily life: Have good (stirring) interactions with (barbaric) friends (Hu) who are good writers on official history: Zhengshi was so angry that he said: "That's nonsense!" "You haven't seen it with your own eyes. How can you be sure that that night, the Sixth Prince was making contacts with the enemy country, instead of hanging out on the treetops in the moonlight, meeting to watch the stars and the moon? The whole night was..." Zhengshi vomited blood: "Shameless..." "If not, how can we explain that people passing by secretly heard the voice of Duke Zhou?" Zhengshi decided to fight Wen Zhibai. Zhengshi struck with an inkstone, shattering the wall of time, causing the world to spin, and the two of them traveled directly through time. At the time when the fourth son was seizing the throne, everyone lined up. How can one choose a master of history books blindly? Official history records that the eighth prince Xiao Yi was generous and kind, and his majesty passed him on to the eighth prince. The sixth prince, Xiao Zhi, was a violent and evil bird of prey. He collaborated with the enemy to usurp the throne, brought trouble to the court, and unjustly killed countless loyal ministers and lofty ideals, causing the country's strength to collapse. Zhengshi decisively bet on Xiao Yi, the eighth son. Wen Zhibai's eyebrows were slightly lowered, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at what he had memorized: A fifty-year-old general went on an expedition and wrote fifty letters to his beloved son. In order to coax his wife into having sex, a loyal and upright minister pretended to be a sweeper. He was fired on the spot because of his poor sweeping skills. Xiao Liuzi stayed up in the middle of the night and escaped from the palace to have a private meeting with the cat. …… Counting birds, counting birds~ Before the Wen Zhi was in vain, Xiao Zhi, the great tyrant recorded in official history, came with an honor guard, playing and beating, and came to pay homage—— "Be my counselor, okay?" Xiao Zhi's eyes flashed with tiny light. He said seriously: "Your Highness! If you want to pursue long-term goals, just listen to my words——" Xiao Zhi nodded "Yeah". Wen Zhibai took a deep breath and said loudly: "Smile whenever you meet someone! I don't know what's going on! Hide everything! Live till old age in silence! " From then on, Wen Zhibai, the lay counselor, formed a good relationship with everyone equally—— In order to win over the military attachés, Wen Yanqing searched extensively for rare treasures, hoping to use them to gain military power; Wen Zhibai had nothing to do, so he took the veteran's beloved son to the front line to chat with the veteran. In order to make friends with noble relatives and add names to the imperial examination, the counselor of the third prince wanted to blame Zhongzhi, the chief examiner; Before the incident, Wen Zhibai had offended the examiner's wife. The examiner took three days off and went back to her parents' home overnight. The examiner was replaced by the third prince. The second prince's counselor Qiu Lie set up a trap to murder the prince; Wen Zhibai took Xiao Zhi out to play with the rabbit, but the rabbit stepped on the fatal trap. Wen Yanqing (watching the Eighth Prince's camp retreating): Is this okay? ! " The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty (seeing the inexplicable surge in the reputation of the unpopular sixth prince): "Huh? " Wen Zhibai (looking at the newly minted new emperor Xiao Zhi on the dragon throne): "How come His Majesty passed the throne to you! " *Small theater~* Wen Zhibai tapped his fingertips on the table, his eyes flickered, and with a narrow smile, he looked at Xiao Zhi, who was sitting opposite. The sparse shadows outside the window reflected the young emperor's jade-like profile, but his ears were quietly stained with a thin layer of red at some point. "Your Highness," Wen Zhibai raised the corners of his lips slightly, and his voice was clear and teasing, "I once heard about an old incident, and I don't know whether I should talk about it or not? " Xiao Zhi's hand holding the pen paused, and the tip of the ink hung on the paper for half a moment. He looked up at him and said "hmm" in a low voice. "It was said that it was a certain year and a certain month," Wen Zhibai protracted, the smile in his eyes even brighter, "When His Highness was dining, a fish bone accidentally bit his throat. This is a normal thing, but Your Highness..." "Earned and eloquent, he denounced Fang Qiu and wrote a poem to condemn fish for having thorns, right? " A trace of embarrassment appeared on Xiao Zhi's face, and he nodded almost imperceptibly. Wen Zhibai leaned forward slightly, lowered his voice, and asked with a smile: "Then... Your Highness, I also heard about something strange..." He deliberately prolonged his voice and said with scorching eyes, "I heard that Your Highness... You are known as Long Yang? " Before he finished speaking—— "Hmm! " A slightly cold palm, with irresistible force, suddenly covered Wen Zhibai's lips. The force was so strong that it even made him stagger. Xiao Zhi leaned forward and almost pounced on him across the table, covering his mouth with the tips of his ears turning red. Ahhh, the tyrant Xiao Zhi is so arbitrary and autocratic, he covers his mouth forcibly. Reading Guide 1.1V1, HE. Lotte sand sculpture straight ball wild history attack x The flower of the high mountain lacks love, the puppy prince receives 2. The official history is exquisite and clear. Unjust brothers/career control group. Later, they were on the wrong team and suspected the historian. 3. A sweet little epilepsy story, relying on rabbits to defuse traps, and relying on chatter to uncover conspiracies. 4. The question is: unofficial historical records may be biased, but snowmen and rabbits will never lie. Purpose: Inherit historical culture
