In the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty, novels were popular for a while, but later they were suppressed by the emperor and disappeared. The popularity of them was after the Hongzhi Dynasty.

Yan Chengjin is different from those time travelers who start a life of pen as soon as they land. He did not act rashly. After all, history books were written by predecessors, so it is better to keep a good idea.

If you make a mistake, the dog-headed guillotine will not care whether you are a time traveler or not. If you raise your hand and fall, you will still take your dog's life.

To be safe, he had been observing secretly for more than six months, and now he had a clear idea in his heart.

When talking about the reason for traveling through time, this must be mentioned.

A cross summary is enough.

That is, I sit at home with a boring pot coming from the sky...

In his previous life, he had a madly interested in history and literature.

Once when I watched a university professor live broadcast, I just read a happy sentence in the video.

"Look for immortals, pick immortal grass, and refine immortal pills."

It actually traveled through time!

The former owner who is now the deputy is the only son of the Yan family. The Yan family has just moved to the capital for only 10 or 20 years.

Yan Kesong has been an editor in the Hanlin Academy for nearly ten years. If there is no accident, his official career will probably be like this in this life.

My father has no sense of crisis, so he can't live without it.

Yan's mansion is in the capital and has no status at all. He has just crossed the line of food and clothing even after eating.

If we didn't take advantage of the opportunity to grow and grow while Hongzhi was in power, and when that foolish bastard Zhengde succeeded to the throne, there would be no chance.

Yan Chengjin picked up the manuscript paper on the ground with a heartache and looked carefully. There was only one possibility that people who had never encountered "meat" for more than ten years reacted so fiercely.

Here...

There is a car!

"Young Master! Someone broke into the mansion!" The house manager in the mansion came in to report.

"My family has no money or a girl to marry in the boudoir. Have you broken through the wrong door? Have you asked clearly?" Yan Chengjin thought.

I'm afraid that it wasn't the debt collector who broke into the wrong house?

The house manager was stunned for a while, and then said for a moment: "No... I didn't ask, I just heard him crying and saying, "He wanted to see the young master, I thought..."

Yan Chengjin said: "Why are you so uncautious? There are hundreds of young masters in the capital. How do you know that he is just looking for this young master? If the wrong person is cut, how can you compensate?"

"..." The house manager was silent.

"Forget it, go ahead and take me to see." The house manager used to be a guardian for someone, and he had some skills.

When he arrived in the yard, Yan Chengjin saw a refugee in ragged clothes, squatting on the ground and crying.

It was like a married woman who returned to her parents' home. Although she was crying, her voice was filled with a hint of secret joy.

Seeing Yan Chengjin, he rushed over: "Young Master... What can I do? A year ago, you asked me to learn some fist and foot skills to protect you, and now you are finally back."

Yan Chengjin was shocked and had long forgotten this.

Then I thought about it, when I first came here, I remembered that there was a long time to follow me.

But this look like he looks like he is a tragedy, sooner or later, so he just pointed at him and asked him to find immortals, pick immortal grass, and refine immortal pills.

Unexpectedly, this disaster came back!

"Have you found the temple on Mount Song?"

He Neng choked and said, "Young master... I'm young."

Yan Chengjin was happy in his heart: "How many can I fight with this young master?"

How could I take out the three nunchaku from behind? My face turned angry, like a white-faced Wu Dan. I turned around and then acted like a three nunchaku, making me grin in pain.

"That's it?" Yan Chengjin widened his eyes, and he could beat eggs with sticks?

No, it’s like a door that practices the golden bell cover!

He asked in surprise: "Which abbot taught me?"

"It's... I learned from the mighty general of the theater." He Neng looked at him with grievance: "The young man went to the temple in Songshan. They asked the young man to become a monk and also collected cash. The young man did not go to become a monk and had no money, so he turned to other temples. On the way, he met the opera boy. The mighty general inside had great martial arts skills and defeated all the generals. The young man took him as his teacher, learned a martial arts, and came back."

“……………………” Yan Chengjin.

"Young Master, I will follow you in the future."

Seeing Yan Chengjin's unwilling look, He Neng hurriedly said: "Young Master, I'm a little kid outside, I've learned kung fu, and I have also mastered a clever mouth. I will definitely not let my expectations down."

Yan Chengjin was thinking about a question.

Wouldn't it be too heartbroken to drive it away directly?

If the Yan Mansion has a more mouth, he needs to eat more food.

Although there are not many servants, in addition to the housing management, there are also a few servants. The old ancestors have spent almost all their money, and they rely on their father to support them with a small salary.

Yan Chengjin looked at the house manager and had the urge to let the house manager be the accountant.

"Young Master?" He Neng cried.

"Stay here, go and change into clean clothes, and then come to see me in the main hall."

After a long time, how could I wash it clean? After changing my clothes, I looked even thinner than before.

"Hehe, Young Master, is this?" At this moment, there was a big notice in front of him.

Yan Chengjin changed his casualness just now and said solemnly: "This is the family rules set by this young master, and it is also the reason why the Yan family is dealing with people. Do you know how to read?"

He Neng hurriedly nodded and smiled, "I'll know more."

"Read it." Yan Chengjin finally felt a little profitable. The servants are a little bit of culture.

"The first rule of Yan's family is that when a disaster strikes, the young master will fly first."

Yan Chengjin listened very seriously: "Well, keep going."

"The second article is the taboo of the honorable master, and the name of the young master must not be reported in everything."

"Um"

"The third thing is to exercise regularly and exercise every day and morning."

"continue"

"Article 4: Being born to do only one thing, and not acting under the banner of a young master."

"Um"

"Article 5: If you don't ask, ask more questions, and don't pass on others."

"good"

Yan Chengjin patted his shoulder and said solemnly: "This is the foundation of the Yan family's foothold in the capital. Today, I must remember that this young master will conduct random checks from time to time... By the way, there is also a poem that lets the house manager teach you that he can't recite and break his legs!"

He is not a rude person, but only by saying something like breaking his legs will the servants feel that this is something that needs to be cautious.

"It's the young master!"

Back in the room, Yan Chengjin took out the manuscript of Dream Tower and carefully checked it, proofreading it one by one.

"Why did my dad react like this..."

Suddenly, Yan Chengjin figured it out.

Those who have seen Dream Tower will always forcefully imagine some pictures, wishing someone could create indescribable sparks with someone, wishing someone to go out and be killed by a carriage, wishing someone...

Yan Chengjin did this. When writing the outline, he secretly brought a little bit of private goods.

Making the relationship between this character even more complicated will inevitably make people think a lot. My father is so straightforward and conservative, he will definitely not be able to bear it.

"It's a pity that the Ming Dynasty was so suitable for the prosperity and development of novels."

He Neng, who was beside him, sang: "Young Master is thinking about the stars in the sky, just like rain and dew spreading on earth..."

"Singing your uncle!" Is it time to listen to the song now? Immediately, Yan Chengjin's face slowed down: "You just said that you have practiced a clever mouth?"

He Neng raised his sleeves to wipe his tears, and suddenly choked up: "Young Master, you don't know how difficult it is to fill your stomach outside. It's just this mouth that the young one can make a living."

Yan Chengjin kicked him in the ass, and he only then put away his tears.
Chapter completed!