Plan for the World

The first time I read a book at the starting point, I was a little confused about the direction... Well... Let's take a look and talk...

The thirty-ninth year of Longqing, the first year of Zhengle The third day of March • Qing Dynasty A few days ago, heavy snow fell on the capital, and today the whole city is covered in silver. The snow on the roof and ground is as white and flawless as if it had been agreed upon. At this moment, the large courtyard of Chengkang Houfu was busy. At this moment, it is just dawn, and the fish-belly-white sky seems to be waiting for something. Just like the two newcomers who are half a city apart and have never met each other, today's protagonists, Su Nancheng and Fengzhu Jun, the third daughter of Yong'an Bofeng family, are full of longing and curiosity. At nine o'clock, Sun Nancheng, who was fully dressed, glanced at Dongmei beside him, smiled, clasped her cold little hand, then patted it a few times with his left hand, lifted up his robe and walked out without saying anything. Dongmei looked at Su Nancheng's back and shed tears of relief at a moment when no one was paying attention. She understood that from now on she had to carry out her own identity and not make another mistake. At this moment, the servants in the courtyard shouted loudly: "The auspicious time has come! The groom is on his horse! Let's start the gong!" On this day, against the backdrop of white snow, a wedding procession in red slowly marched from the east to the west of the city, looking particularly conspicuous. The sound of playing music, string instruments, and singing also seemed to resound throughout the entire city in the stillness of dawn. The seventh son of the Su family marries the third daughter of the Feng family. Regardless of the time, this is a commendable marriage, and it is a story that can be passed down as a good story. In this way, the wedding team walked and stopped all the way, and finally arrived at the end of the alley where the Feng family was located at Chensi time. Su Nancheng raised his eyes and looked at the house with the big bright red lantern hung up. At this time, the nearby villagers, relatives and friends had already gathered at the door. Su Nancheng laughed to himself and drove the horse towards the Feng family. When he was about to arrive in front of the Feng family, he dismounted and knelt forward and said: "The bastard of Chengkang Hou's family, Nan Cheng of the Su family, comes to meet the ancestors of the Bofeng family in Yong'an! Today, Su Nan Cheng, the youngest son of the Su family, is getting married according to the decree. My ancestor, Dayuan, has been married to Miss Fengzhujun, who is the third daughter of the Feng family. I would like to thank my ancestors and express my gratitude to the Lord. I promise today that I will live up to Miss Fengzhujun! " At this time, Cheng Ming, who was following Su Nancheng, walked in front of Zhou Nancheng, knelt down and looked at the door of Feng's house and said, "The ceremony is over! The auspicious time has come for Su Nanchen to enter Feng's house to welcome the bride!" Then he put the brazier in his hand and fanned the thick smoke onto Sunan Cheng. At this moment, Sunancheng held up his chest, lifted his robe, stepped over the brazier, and walked towards the door of Feng's house step by step. Later, as Su Nancheng approached the inner courtyard from the outer door, there was a boy at each door announcing Sunan Cheng's location. Su Nancheng was frightened at first, but later he still walked forward with his hands clasped and his head raised, and then he congratulated and said auspicious words to the people around him. When Su Nancheng came to the main hall completely, looked at Uncle Yong'an who was sitting there and Mr. Fengzhu's father and mother, he bowed and saluted: "By the grace of the Holy Spirit, at this auspicious time and auspicious day, Nan Cheng of the Su family marries Mr. Fengzhu's wife, who is worth three thousand gold in Feng Mansion. I wonder where she is?" After Su Nancheng's routine, here is a question, and there will be an answer later. So, at this time, Mrs. Fengzhang looked at her virtuous son-in-law and said: "At this auspicious time, my daughter, Mr. Fengzhu, has not stepped out of the boudoir since she was a child. She wants me to come and see her virtuous son-in-law, so that I can safely leave my daughter in your hands. You must be impatient." " Su Nancheng bowed again and said: "My son-in-law is rude." At this time, Feng Junhou, the eldest son of the Feng family and the governor of Daozhou, said: "By the grace of the Holy Spirit, I know the rank of my Feng family. When you see a good son-in-law, you know that he is a high-ranking member of the Feng family. I wonder if the good son-in-law will take care of the family in the future?" Hearing this, Su Nanchang immediately said: "Thanks to the grace of the Lord, the Guanfeng family treats Mr. Zhu like a pearl in the palm. You know that you can't be equal inside and outside. With the blood of the Su family, I promise that I will live up to the emperor's kindness and Lord Zhu." After he finished speaking, Yong Anbo, who had been sitting above for a long time, said, "Xian Sun, after today, you and I are like blood relatives of the same family. I am facing you today. The ancestors of the Feng family ask you, how will you treat my son in the future?" Hearing this, Su Nancheng looked straight ahead, knelt down on one knee and said, "I, Su Nancheng, will never let her suffer any further injustice from the time I marry Lord Fengzhu. I'm not doing anything right. I hope my ancestors will have a dream." Feng Junhou looked at his father, laughed twice, stood up and helped Su Nancheng up, and said, "My dear son-in-law, my eyes are heavy, my eyes are heavy." Subsequently. Then he looked at Mrs. Xi who had been waiting for her for a long time. Mrs. Xi understood what she had understood and immediately clasped her hands and shouted loudly: "It's five o'clock, the time has come! Welcome the bride! Pay homage to the high hall!" After a while, someone shouted. Said: "The bride has arrived!" At this moment, a petite bride with a red veil and a bright red formal dress appeared at the door. With the support of the maid, she walked politely into the main hall and walked in front of Sunan Cheng. At this moment, the official said: "On the third day of the third lunar month of Zhengle, which is an auspicious day of the zodiac, Nan Cheng, the seventh son of the eldest son of Marquis Chengkang, married the third daughter of the eldest son of Yong'an, Fengshi Zhujun, as his wife. With the blessing of Yonganbo and the blessings of Feng's ancestors, he specially allowed Feng's Zhujun to marry Su. Nan Cheng is my wife, and I will offer you a cup of tea. After the ceremony, you can start your journey." Su Nancheng took the tea and presented it to Yong An Bo. After Yong An Bo drank it and nodded, Feng Junhou took a jade ruyi and asked Su Nancheng to take Mr. Fengzhu's hand, tap it three times with Jade Ruyi's head, and then handed it to Mr. Fengzhu and said, "This is it. It means that Ruyi, passed down from the ancestors of my Feng family, is now given to Mr. Zhu. I hope that you will be like this Ruyi, remember the rules of our Feng family, abide by the rules of the Su family, and be a good wife and mother who is diligent and thrifty in running the house." At this time, Mr. Fengzhu said it was true and said: "Mr. Zhu will remember his father's teachings, and he will be able to correct his position and assist. Mr. Zuofu." Fengjunhou sighed and said: "Okay! Okay! It's getting late. Let's go!" After hearing this, Su Nancheng helped Fengzhujun to the door and walked out. The ceremony officer was not in a hurry when he saw this, and said: "The husband and wife are future guests, and the groom's officer takes up the responsibility of a family, and also the guardian of the bride's future." When they arrived not far from the sedan, Su Nancheng put down Mr. Fengzhu, held her little hand, and the two walked towards the sedan step by step. The courtesy officer said again: "When you enter the house, you will be a family! We will discuss each step step by step, share the joys and sorrows, advance and retreat together! Let's move toward a prosperous future for the family." After Su Nanchang put Mr. Fengzhu on the sedan, he also mounted the horse. The ceremony officer cleared his throat and said: "Let's go!" Just like that, Wanli Hong dressed up in Wanli Hong, and came to welcome the bride on March 3rd. In sixteen years, Su Nancheng finally married the daughter of a famous family with pride. Many years later, people will still recall the heavy snow that fell for three days and the thousands of miles of red clothes on that day. Go back to the Marquis and follow the procedures. Get off the sedan chair, call the door, step over the brazier, greet the bride and say some witticisms. When the ceremony was over, everyone in the room burst into laughter. Only when Su Nancheng and Fengzhu Jun looked at each other for the first time, he knew that he had found the right person. There is not a trace of extra flesh on the small face, and the clean eyes can always make people feel clear. The education of a child of aristocratic family adds to the atmosphere. In Dongmei's future evaluation, our seventh young lady is the head of the household. Fengzhu Jun also saw Su Nancheng's face for a moment. What flashed in her mind was the old emperor's explanation of his word, and more importantly, it was that word - holding jade, which was deeply memorable. But when the two people looked at each other, they both knew that they would never make a mistake in their lives. So the fifteen-year-old Fengzhu-kun buried in her heart that she would never let her husband down. What the seventeen-year-old Su Nancheng thought was that such a beauty should be treated well, and the beauty's heart must not be chilled. On this third day of March, no one would have thought that this beautiful couple, brought together by the emperor's marriage, would become a model couple praised by everyone inside and outside the capital. At this time, Su Nancheng was in his wedding room, watching Fengzhu Jun opposite him telling his situation to Dongmei, who had not yet been given a status. Fortunately, Mr. Fengzhu did not say anything. Instead, he said with a smile: "I am very happy that Mr. Fengzhu can think about the girl in the same room like this. It shows that my husband is hurting, so how can he treat me badly?" When Su Nancheng heard this, he said, "Is that what you think?" Seeing Mr. Fengzhu nod, Su Nancheng confirmed that he had not married the wrong person. But the next second, Mr. Fengzhu held Su Nancheng's hand and said affectionately: "My husband actually knows how to love others. Today, Mr. Zhu is just like my husband and we are married. I don't know that my husband..." Su Nancheng understood what he said. He smiled and said: "As long as Mr. Zhu is prepared, I will love you well." Mr. Fengzhu. Hearing the words, he said: "Husband, let's go." Su Nancheng immediately picked up the light girl and said: "Huh? Do you still call me husband?" "Mr. Husband" "Hahahaha" ... This article is purely a personal fabrication. Please do not confuse it with the original work. If you don't like it, don't spray it. Thank you for your cooperation.

As the New Year approached, Zhou Nancheng received the decree from the palace and declared him to enter the palace. Then in front of the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, the old emperor smiled and put Zhou Nancheng's hand in the hand of the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue and said: "Nancheng will be handed over to Aiqing." It had only been a year since his last promotion. On the morning after he completely closed the book and returned home, the imperial edict arrived, and Zhou Nancheng completely became one of the most important figures. The next day, the news became a topic of private discussion in the entire court. At this time, in the Zhou Mansion, Zhou Nancheng was lying on a recliner and looking at the busy servants around him. He suddenly felt like he was starting a family and starting a business. He seemed to have grown up suddenly. However, he knows that the so-called honor today is only temporary, and he still has to do what he has to do. At this moment, Chun Ying, Xia He, Qiu Ju, and Dong Mei came to him. Xia He said: "Master, according to the old practice, we need to report the various expenditures of the past year to the master. Now they are all here, you can take a look." Zhou Nan Cheng hummed, then glanced at the four of them and said, "Except for Dongmei, the three of you have worked much harder this year. After all, it is a mansion, so you will naturally have to work harder than before. I won't look at the accounts. From now on, all the accounts in this courtyard will be managed by Dongmei first. Wait for the seventh young master. You can hand it over to her after the person arrives." The three of them looked at each other, and then said in unison: "Yes!" Zhou Nancheng looked at Dongmei and said, "After you verify these, go to the kitchen and watch tonight's dinner. I will come over. Let's take a walk and come back later. Let's all have a family dinner together. I have something to say." At night, the fireworks were bright outside. After Zhou Nancheng walked around the Hou Mansion, he asked Cheng Ming to call him out, and then the master and servant hurried back. Zhou Nancheng looked at the large table of dishes in the main room and several important servants and smiled and said, "Are you all here? Let's eat first." After finishing a round, Zhou Nancheng put down his chopsticks and glanced at the people on the table and said, "In the past year, Cheng Ming and Dong Mei, both inside and outside, have allowed this family to completely separate from the Houfu." Then he looked aside and said: "Chun Ying, Qiu Ju, Xia He, Xiang Qin, the four of you were able to keep my backyard from falling down without a hostess, and even now it is only organized. Your contribution is the greatest and the hardest." Then he looked at the remaining four people and said: "Du Pingan, Li Song, Niu Bai, the four of you have understood your responsibilities in the past year. I help Cheng Ming with all my heart and keep the front yard in order. I, Zhou Nancheng, will see your contribution today and remember it in my heart. However, I also hope that you will remember that I am a person who understands rewards and punishments. Don't think about taking advantage of others and what you should not listen to in the future. I hope you don't forget the suffering and only think about prosperity. , If you think you have made a contribution, just take a good look at this yard and think about the past." Then he stopped and looked at them and said: "Next year is the Year of the Rabbit, and it is also the first year that I set foot in the household. I hope you can remember today. Don't think about what's going on outside, just keep to yourself, I won't treat you badly, but if you want to make money through me, then don't. It's my fault that I didn't explain myself clearly today." After hearing this, everyone looked at each other and said, "Don't worry, young master, I understand the courage." Zhou Nancheng hummed and said, "I hope you don't have the courage." Then he said, "You are now old people. According to human rules, you have a job in this mansion, and I hope you won't destroy it." After saying that, he looked at Dongmei and said, "I know you have been talking about my attitude towards Dongmei recently. Now that the marriage contract has been made in the Marquis, there is nothing to be satisfied with about Dongmei. Watching you, I can responsibly say that Dongmei will have a share in this mansion from now on. Remember, respect the young lady first, then respect Dongmei. If anyone breaks the rules, don't blame me for being merciless." After seeing everyone nodding, Zhou Nancheng said softly: "On this day, don't blame me for speaking. After all, next year is not the same as before. I have moved out now, so everyone is watching us. I want to remind you old people that as long as you keep it, there will be no chaos below. But you also know my attitude. If there are punishments, there will be rewards. You will not make mistakes if the rewards and punishments are clear. You are all brought out by me from the palace. I don't want to see you follow the same path." Everyone understood after hearing this, but no one said anything, because it was useless to talk at this time. In this way, after Zhou Nancheng raised the cup, everyone finally relieved their burdens and had a full meal. Zhou Nancheng looked at everyone and said: "Everyone, although today's meal is not in accordance with the rules, I have been disciplined since I was a child, so I don't have so many rules. But in the future, when the Seventh Lady comes into the house, you must not mention this moment, and keep what we said behind closed doors in your heart. I have trusted you, so I rely on you even more. Think about it carefully. From tomorrow on, you will not have so much time to think about everything." Then Zhou Nancheng looked outside and said, "Okay, it's all said and done. Snow is falling outside, so you can play in this room! Let you relax for the night." Soon, Xia He and Qiu Ju and others found red paper from somewhere, took out scissors and started cutting the window grilles. After all, according to custom, tomorrow, the first day of the Lunar New Year, they would put up the window grilles in their new home and set off firecrackers so that Zhou Nancheng would step on the firecrackers to pay homage to the Marquis. When they had finished cutting the window grilles, Dongmei suggested cutting some red rabbit window grilles and pasting them in their house, and they also celebrated. Following Dongmei's suggestion, everyone cut the window grilles while talking and laughing. At this moment, someone ran up to Cheng Ming and said something in his ear. Hearing this, Cheng Ming ran to Zhou Nancheng. At this time, Zhou Nancheng hugged Dongmei, looked at the little rabbit in Dongmei's hand, and recalled that he had been so dexterous in the past. Zhou Nancheng, who was originally smiling and coaxing Dongmei to say she looked good, chuckled after hearing Cheng Ming's report. Then he said: You are really seeking your own death! Cheng Ming said immediately: "The young master means..." Zhou Nancheng thought for a while and said: "Go and tell the person who came to report that I was too drunk and went to bed early, and I will go to the Houfu early tomorrow morning." After hearing this, Cheng Ming said yes and exited the main room. Dongmei asked in a low voice: "Master, what happened in the Houfu?" Zhou Nancheng said with some disgust: "What else could it be because of the white peacock? Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow." Then he took a look He said to everyone in the room: "It's getting late, let's go back and rest early. We have to go to pay homage to the festival tomorrow." After hearing this, everyone left one after another. In the end, only Zhou Nancheng was left sitting there drinking sobering soup, and Dongmei stood beside him to help him. ...... After Chunying and Xia He returned to the house, they huffed and rubbed their cold hands. Behind them, Xiangqin was rustling away the bedding. After the two of them glanced at Xiangqin, they looked out the window. Chun Ying said: "Sister Xia He, things have really changed now. We have lived up to the master's instructions. You see, we are all cooperating with each other now, and it is like a mansion." What do you think?" Chun Ying was stunned when she asked, and then said: "I don't feel anything, it's just that I will have to get up to sweep the snow in an hour." Xia He seemed not to hear it, and said to himself: "The snow scene outside is like the days we used to have. Now we are finally looking forward to the snow falling, and we have to think about whether to sweep the snow. Do your own thing well, don't think too much, don't slack off. You just..." Chun Ying understood immediately after hearing this, and then looked at Xia He with a solemn face and said: "Sister Xia He, I..." Xia He held Chun Ying's hand that had already softened and was still breathing hard just now, and said: "I know you have achieved something, but Chunying, we are just servants. Everyone in this yard can take credit, but old people like you and me can't take credit. The master is my hands now. He gives us warmth, but we can't chill his heart. Well, go to bed, I will be busy tomorrow." After hearing this, Chunying glanced down at the gentle and fine-lined hands, and subconsciously turned to sleep. But suddenly she saw two people walking out of the main room out of the corner of her eye. Then she touched Xia He with her hand and said, "Why did the young master come out?" " Chun Ying said, "The master's clothes seem a little thin. Do you want to send me some clothes?" Xia He thought for a while and said, "No, Dongmei is here, nothing happens." Chun Ying heard this. She said to Xia He with a smile: "Sister Dongmei has survived now. The master has given me the title, so I just have to tell my family." " Chun Ying also looked out the window and said, "Yes, the young master managed to look rosy last year, and now he has gained a lot of weight, but he has lost weight again after half a year." Then the two of them thought about it for a while, then blew the oil lamp and fell asleep. Outside at this time, just after Dongmei and Zhou Nancheng were alone in the main room, Zhou Nancheng hugged Dongmei and said, "Now you have a status. She will come next year. You should know what to do." Dongmei snorted like a mosquito when she smelled the fragrance of Zhou Nancheng's body, and then said: "Slave. Understand, do your duty and never touch your wife's things." After hearing this, Zhou Nancheng nodded and said, "It's good that you know, but it will be a pain for you in the future." Dongmei blocked Zhou Nancheng's mouth with her hands, looked up at him and said, "I am very satisfied now, Master. It's better to say less, otherwise the young lady will have a grudge." Zhou Nancheng laughed and said hello several times, then looked outside and said, "The snow has stopped, come on, come with me for a walk." The two of them came out of the house and stepped on the pure white snow. Zhou Nancheng looked at the empty main room. The plaque said: "Now that we have moved out for a year, it's time to name each house and put it in order. What do you think this house should be called?" Dongmei looked up at the plaque and said, "This room will be the place where the master receives guests in the future, so naturally it should be more grand. The slave is stupid, so it's better for the master to build it himself." Zhou Nancheng laughed and said, "Then I'll think about it myself." Then the two walked a few steps, and Zhou Nancheng said: "Now that I have been officially promoted, I have to be busy with some things, and I may not have time to take care of my family. You have to keep your home safe for me, and if there is anything you are not sure about, let them ask me. As long as you are here, I can Focus on handling official duties." Dongmei hummed and said, "Don't worry, sir, I will be safe." Zhou Nancheng looked up at the moon and sighed, "There will be no such leisure time from now on." Dongmei thought for a while and said, "Don't worry, sir, I will be here." I'm waiting for you at home." Zhou Nancheng nodded and said, "Why are you still calling me Master?" When Dongmei heard this, she blushed and said, "Sir," either because of the wind or because of this question." Hearing this, Dongmei bowed coquettishly and said, "Mr. Sir." Zhou Nancheng laughed, hugged Dongmei and said, "Let's go, little Dongmei, let me see how you fulfill your words." In this way, as the oil lamps in the main room were extinguished, the Zhou Mansion officially passed the Year of the Tiger and entered the Year of the Rabbit. How to spend the first year after the separation is now the family's own business. However, fortunately, everything is moving in a good direction. Of course, this is just the idea of ​​the small family of Zhou Mansion. Chengkang Marquis Mansion is about to cause a big mess. {"TopicId":"819975196915793920","TopicName":"2023 Hongtu Exhibition"}

My point of view on fictional historical novels is that the female protagonist is just a foil. The most important thing is your plan, which must be novel and logical. Many female-channeled novels, including male-channeled ones, are too simple in their descriptions of war. How to arrange a march? How to transport baggage? How to allocate food and grass? What kind of heavy cavalry gallops for more than a hundred miles, and everyone is in iron armor. At the peak of the Tang Dynasty, only 60 to 70% of the people were armored, and the most elite Yue family army was only 80% of the armored people. It is really nonsense. In general, there is no big problem now, and the follow-up should be to fight for hegemony. The author writes about the living conditions of a rich boy It's good. I hope that the subsequent battles for hegemony will pay more attention to historical facts and study the geographical terrain. After all, you should make your fortune from the south. You can refer to a certain monk named Zhu (budhi), but it is best to have your own ideas. Fighting from the south to the north is a hell of a difficulty in Chinese history. The battle should be based on infantry. Mainly, with crossbow array as auxiliary, building earthen building blockhouses to knock down step by step, don't think about cavalry, let's take the Hetao area. In short, logic is very important, don't write the opponent as sb, the protagonist is not incapable of losing, Liu Bang loses every time he fights, Xiang Yu is still defeated by the general trend of the world created by the Han Dynasty monarchs and ministers. If the suggestions are useful, you can share them. The author has good writing skills and I believe you can write well.

I think the author has described the protagonist as a courtier and a capable orange. I still don't know why many people didn't have a system for time travel in ancient times. They only had a modern memory and became emperors one by one. One, quite tired. Second, after the world is unified, it will be difficult to trust this and that. Three, maybe even your son might want to kill you. You are also afraid that the descendants of those who founded the country will cause problems for your descendants. If I were Cheng Zi, I could become a big family, a thousand-year-old family, a hundred-year-old dynasty, that's how it would be.

In the last years of the dynasty, it was also the daughter of the clan who had to be chosen, and it was not the turn of a marquis.

Uh, are you this curled up now?

This is another excellent book. Full of pictures. Absolutely a masterpiece.

I've read more than 40 chapters and it's all about the emperor's approach of balancing and making mud! It's easy to crack, and the Xuanwu Gate Change is a good example! I won't engage in political struggle with you, I will just act recklessly.

Why are male videos so popular now?

Come on!

These place names of yours are really giving me a headache. At least the place names can match up if they are made empty.

In fact, the most important thing for female authors when writing male videos is not the scene but the state of mind. Many of them are written with the squeamishness of a little daughter. Male videos have some descriptions of Machiavellian war scenes but don't need too many. The wars described in big scenes are the type of hegemony. The main focus of the Machiavellian genre is that in the early stage, if there is no power, one can only be ruthless and ruthless. In the early stage, there are many ways to protect oneself and cultivate one's power. When seeking custody rights, planning must not be biased. In the middle and early stages, there are words, masterminds, and auxiliary forces to plan and increase one's own solidification and interests to pave the way for one's own rights. In the middle and later stages, it is maximized during the power war. The big scene can be staged. In the later stage, the heroine can have whatever he wants, love, etc., But it can only be used for seasoning, not to overwhelm the guest, and the opponent can be stunned. But you can't lose your mind. A noble family member can be incapable but cannot be without scheming. Those who are not scheming and stupid will not be released. Those who seek to seek first and power will follow.

I won't give any suggestions because I don't want to take the author's wheel. I can only say that it is quite difficult to write a fantasy, and it is especially difficult to write a female channel to a male channel. I hope the author will continue to write it and never become a eunuch. Come on!

The writing is good and the plot is also good. The tone and style of writing are more feminine (for example, there are a lot of "yes" and "yes" at the end of sentences); and I hope there will be less emotional scenes. After all, it is a Machiavellian novel, otherwise it will become like an idol TV series with too many emotional scenes. I feel that girls like to watch this type of drama more. That means less use of emotional drama to drive the plot, and more use of exciting content conflicts to drive the plot. Looking back, the hard conditions for the success of the boss are all present, but now there is only one chance. Finally, I hope to have a big fire and make a fortune

This is simply an insult to Yuan. Although, I hate the Yuan Dynasty, but Yuan, who is more coward than a big coward, is really annoying to look at, but the novel is very interesting.

Seeing thunder in the plains is nothing more than this. I am an author who reads both male and female channels. To be honest, there are really not many good books. Female channels are prone to fall in love without thinking and marrying a good man is the end, while male channels are prone to Long Aotian being crazy and cool. But I really read the latest chapter of this book by the author in one go. It was very comfortable and the writing was really good. The male protagonist is slowly growing up and getting stronger step by step. There is really no problem except that the pace of the article is a bit slow and not too refreshing. And let me tell you, the masters of male videos basically have one characteristic, that is, they are quick shooters. They need to update a lot, especially if you are an author, the pace of your book is not fast, so you need more updates. Only over 400,000 words are not enough. This is the first time I have seen a big book. It is really good. If I keep writing with this quality, I feel that sooner or later this book will become popular. I am a young reader, but in the future, I will give you all the monthly and recommended votes, come on.

After three days of fever, I finally had no fever. How's it going? I see you've updated again. I haven't read the article yet. Are you okay? If you still feel uncomfortable, take a rest. This thing depends on drinking water and resting. You must keep up with your rest. Don't be stubborn.

It's a pretty good historical novel. I never thought that a female author could write historical novels so well. The novel's description is very good. I haven't read such a historical officialdom novel in a long time. The last time I read it was the book Regent of the Ming Dynasty.

It's better not to publish male videos for women's books. The writing style is fine and delicate, but the plot structure is not attractive and cannot be sustained.

My humble work "Hanwu: Return to the Afterlife", also known as/The Assassination of Huo Qubing/I wish you a great new book!

Has the progress been a bit fast recently? It feels like the position changes too quickly and smoothly 🔨

It's gone😭😭😭😭😭 I originally wanted to keep the monthly pass and wait for it to double at the end of the month, but I ordered it by mistake two days ago and sent it to the Imperial Side

All booked. Worth a look

I think such a good book should have two chapters in the morning, two chapters at noon, and two chapters in the evening, and then update it from time to time.

I read Chapter 75, and the writing is very good. The content is about the emperor, the prince, the prince, the family, the two words in the world... And some intrigues... The relationship between a dynasty at the end of the year is intricate, and the world has always been that the emperor and the scholars share the world. A second-rank official was assassinated. Is this something that the emperor is not happy about? It is a major event that challenges the entire civil service system. This assassination is very problematic. The author writing here means that the pattern is not enough. The emperor just found an excuse to get over it. Is this emperor the founding emperor? They were all heavily influenced by TV dramas. The whole story was too petty... Even the emperor of the Qing Dynasty would not dare to fool around like this, unless in the late Tang Dynasty, the man with strong soldiers and horses was the emperor, but I didn't find that the emperor was strong in force at first glance! And you are using the Ming Dynasty's political system. Would the power of civil servants make the emperor so happy? Even Wan Li could only hide in the palace, and it was even less possible in the Southern Song Dynasty. What the scholar-bureaucrats only care about is the power structure. Do they care who is the emperor? The prince has prestige among civil servants. How could the scholar-bureaucrats let the third son of the emperor stand out like this? Even if you write about the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, you would not dare to do this~ Moreover, the seizure of the legitimate son in Jiulong occurred in Kangxi, and his personal prestige was at the ruling level. Would other emperors dare?

Ordinary unilateral criticism of the article, no intelligence can be seen

A female author writes about male dominance? The last person who impressed me deeply was a military advisor, but unfortunately that person seems to have stopped writing. Come on

I think it's well written, but why doesn't anyone read it?

It's a bit too much. A general from the low-level city defense camp of the sixth grade can quietly cripple (or even kill) the most powerful competitor for the next crown prince, and nothing happens.