The Young Prince

The most important thing about historical texts is the sense of immersion. The large number of scene descriptions give readers a front-row picture and a deep sense of immersion. But this book has a so-so immersion feel. When writing about the Kingdom of Jin, you should describe that era, geography, humanities, customs, people's lives, and the characteristics of the times, and then you will have a strong sense of immersion. But at the beginning of this book, I didn't write anything that should be written. Anyway, I didn't see that this era was the Jin Dynasty.

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If you were Yang Kang, how would you choose? Eating from Jinguo, wearing Jinguo's clothes, and receiving Jinguo's education since childhood, his father regarded him as his own son. Suddenly one day, the master and mother both said that you are not a golden man, and a strange man is your father. The master also asked you to kill your father, who is very good to you. How did you choose? It feels like a sinkhole. Of course, Yang Kang's character is not very good. Personality aside, Yang Kang's script is really good. . . . .

Don't be surprised why the author is a eunuch. I'm curious why this book is not being updated. I'm going to check out the first order of 64 Good Guys. Is this still a great god?

If reading is just like seeing it for the first time, what's the matter with the sad autumn wind painting the fan. It is easy to change but not updated, but it means that readers' minds are changeable. After playing at Station B until midnight, 4,000 people a day made people complain. I still remember Bo Xingge Yujun, I would like to write a book full time.

The pen falls in the storm, and the writing becomes weeping ghosts and gods. The structure of this book is clear, natural, every word is exquisite, and the writing is concise. It is like drinking nectar, like eating elixir, and the shape is like a miscellaneous talk book. It makes your blood boil when you read it. You admire every section and you can reflect and reflect on yourself late at night. It is really a home trip... Forget it, I can't continue editing.

I just want to know if the protagonist has read The Condor Shooting. From the protagonist's mention in the article, Xu Zhu must have read martial arts novels, at least Tianlong has. It's easy to say at first, but after knowing that there are martial arts, it is not normal to know about martial arts events or famous masters to determine whether he has traveled through time in a martial arts novel. If it is inconvenient to ask, it is okay to ask, but the protagonist obviously has a relatively high status, and it is not difficult to ask about these martial arts common sense. Just by asking, you can basically tell that in Shooting Condor, you are probably Yang Kang, and you can plan many things in advance. Without such a great time-traveling benefit, it feels like the protagonist has been forcibly reduced to intelligence without asking, and instead directly asks someone to learn martial arts.

Come on, single heroine, don't be a harem

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the autumn wind is getting cooler day by day, and it is almost early winter. I have to put on a cotton-padded jacket even if I rely on the fire all day. During the second half of the day, there wasn't a single customer, so I just sat there with my eyes closed. Suddenly I heard a voice, "Let's count the votes." Although this voice was very low, it was very familiar. When I looked, there was no one at all. Standing up and looking outside, Nagyu was sitting under the counter facing the threshold. His face was dark and thin, and he was already in disgrace. He wore a torn jacket, crossed his legs, and put a cattail bag underneath, hanging on his shoulders with a straw rope. When he saw me, he said again, "Come and count the votes." The operations officer also stretched out his head and said, "Geryu? You still owe several chapters!" Geyu looked up dejectedly and replied, "This... I'll pay it off next time. This time it's cash. The operation officer still said to him with a smile as usual, "Geyu, you owe me more!" But this time he didn't say very clearly, "Don't make fun of me!" At this time, several people had gathered, and both he and the operations officer laughed. I took the ticket, took it out, and put it on the threshold. He took out four thousand words from the rag bag and put it in my hand. I saw that his hands were full of mud. It turns out that he came here with these hands. After a while, he received the ticket and walked slowly away while sitting with his hands amidst the laughter of others. Since then, I haven't seen the checkered fish for a long time.

As soon as Geyu entered the group, all the people chatting smiled at him, and some shouted, "Geyu, you are lazy and don't code words again!" He did not answer, but said to the group, "Come on some recommendation votes. Those who have monthly votes, please vote." They deliberately shouted loudly, "You must be fishing and not coding!" Geyu opened his eyes and said, "How can you denounce someone's innocence out of thin air..." "What innocence? I personally saw you looking at the young lady at Station B." Geyu blushed, and the veins on his forehead popped out, and he argued, "Cathering the wind can't be considered... Fishing! ... Can the things of a writer be considered fishing?" The words that followed were difficult to understand, such as "writing techniques" and "immersive experience", which made everyone laugh, and the group was filled with joy.