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Chapter 35 Yunwei: I'm serious about avoiding trouble

"Give it to His Highness the Third Prince? Then?"

Yun Wei asked back, "He can help me get rid of Dong Ren, but I already have a relationship with him, it's not that I underestimated myself, based on my appearance and the talent of the song Jing Ye Si, would His Highness the Third Prince let me go easily?
"For you men, you would rather collect a few more beauties than let any one go.

"Although the third prince doesn't have many women in the backyard, someone still sends him a talented woman who is famous far and wide from time to time. The third prince's concubine is virtuous and generous, but how many people can really achieve harmony between wives and concubines?"

"The emperor has not registered a crown prince yet...Take a step back and say that the third prince has no intention of accumulating the throne, but only wants to be a virtuous king who assists the prince. However, the royal family is in a lot of trouble, and the person who becomes the prince may not be able to accommodate the third prince."

"Getting rid of the third prince is more troublesome than getting rid of this marriage. Take the lesser of the two. I don't think manipulating Dong Ren is more troublesome than dealing with the third prince."

In order to get rid of the third prince and other nobles, Yunwei couldn't help but go deep into the situation, and she could manipulate Dong Ren, and she could watch the drama and be a behind-the-scenes pusher.

Yunwei already knew the third young master and Prince Jing, if the third prince was added, it would almost be a table of mahjong for princes.

Yun Mo had to admit that Yun Wei was considerate, and with the behavior of the third prince, he could really accept Yun Wei as a concubine, even if his face of Lord Yun Zhong didn't matter.

His talent and family wealth prompted the third prince to attack Yun Wei.

Mrs. Jiang handed Yun Mo a cup of tea, her eyes were mellow and affectionate, diluting the discomfort in Yun Mo's heart.

Jiang Shi stopped Yunmo from helping, she just wanted Weiwei to experience some things in person, make some decisions, and grow up slowly.

She had talked with Yun Mo a long time ago, and she was the one who practiced this marriage for Weiwei.

Yun Mo trusts Jiang Shi, he doesn't have to worry about Yun Ai, Jiang Shi teaches Yun Wei according to her aptitude, and she can also teach Ai Ai well.

"Isn't this fun?"

Yun Wei didn't want to see Yun Mo flirting with Jiang Shi, and said, "I always think that the poems I made are not used in places that are helpful to me, so that they can show their value."

"Some people use poetry to shape themselves into geniuses. I use poetry to cultivate a vain talent. Although the methods are different, the effect is the same."

Yun Wei doesn't think that the person who travels through the latter to carry the poems on the earth and become famous is any different from Dong Ren.

"How many poems do you have that are better than Jingyesi and more widely spread?" Yun Mo said seriously.

"What is this?" Yun Wei glanced at the curly hair.

The curly hair drooped the dog's head, and the tail hung on the ground, flicking it from time to time.

At this moment, Curly didn't seem to go up to please Yun Mo every time he saw Yun Mo, and wandered around Yun Mo.

"It depends on whether someone's own son pretends to be a big man with poems and songs, so that he can stand out in the world, or whether he is a poem fairy, Ci Shengdou, Baipian."

"What's this?" Yun Mo frowned, "It's very rare to be able to make one poem handed down from generation to generation, what do you mean, someone can make a dozen or even hundreds of poems in one banquet?

Even if he usually accumulates, it is unreasonable, as you said, he is neither human nor immortal..."

"What is that?" Yun Wei asked curiously.

Yun Mo's expression was complicated, with a hint of contempt and ridicule: "People who copied dogs or didn't drink Meng Po soup in their previous lives, have many poems and poems in their previous life memories that have been written by everyone."

"Wang Wang Wang."

Curly is not happy, plagiarism is plagiarism, ah bah, transport is transport, why add a dog.

Dog messing with you? !

Yun Mo stroked the dog's head, "Plagiarizing a dog is not as good as curly hair, if I awaken the memory of my previous life, there are many poems that can be used, maybe... no, I will definitely copy it too.

Lord Yunzhong?I am not much nobler than others, fortunately I do not have this trouble. "

Curly stayed away from Yunmo, and squatted at the place where he often faces the wall, leaving Yunwei and the others a lost and desolate dog's back.

"Little curly hair has become a spirit." Yun Mo said with a smile: "Yun Wei really has spirituality, raising a dog is extraordinary."

"Whether the curly hair is fine or not has nothing to do with me! I have never trained it."

Yunwei hastily separated the relationship.

Could it be that Yunmo won't have the famous scene of fighting wine and slapping the face of contemporary poets and literati?
... Yunwei really wants to see famous scenes, it has nothing to do with whether it is plagiarism or not, but whether it is fun or not.

Yun Wei, who used to despise porting poems, found that her lower limit for plagiarizing and porting poems was much lower.

After all, I have traveled through time, wouldn't it be a fool not to use poems that are beneficial to me?

Don't talk about the reasons such as the high-end atmosphere that makes the earth's culture shine brightly in other worlds. Everyone is exquisitely egoistic, has a selfish side, and pursues fame and fortune.

"How long will Dong Ren be good?" Yun Mo asked.

Yunwei drank a bowl of plum tea and said softly: "It should be good for half a year. Today I saw that Jiang Mingxi couldn't bear it anymore. I put a lot of pressure on her. After Dong Ren is a high school scholar, this marriage should also be done. .

"In the future, whether Dong Ren is a man or a ghost, I'll just watch the fun from the sidelines."

Yun Mo shook his head and said, "Since you want to play, then have fun."

Other daughters want to play but don't have the skills?He is responsible for everything for Yunwei.

Yun Mo couldn't help showing pride on his face, "But you have to promise me, help me watch some love, she is too innocent and easy to be deceived."

"Hmm."

Yunwei nodded, and said expectantly: "Look, I'm so busy, do I have a little less homework? In this life, I will not be able to become famous for my piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. There are many talents in the world that can be taught. You just need to open your mouth and say goodbye." Students, those who rush over can be dispatched from Wanping County to the capital."

"No."

Yun Mo directly interrupted Yun Wei, saying: "I don't accept apprentices, only Wei Wei can inherit all my talents, and Wei Wei is smart and transparent, she is a good seedling, only a strict teacher like me can stimulate your full potential."

Yun Wei: "..."

She directly snatched the soup that Mrs. Jiang had just handed over from Yun Mo.

Yun Mo spread his hands and said, "I'm doing it for your own good too!"

Yun Wei would rather feed Curly with soup.

Jiang shi said angrily, "You must be angry with Weiwei on purpose."

"She is smart and transparent, and has the ability to manipulate people's hearts..." The smile on Yun Mo's lips faded a little, and he said seriously:

"Reading can make her sink. I don't worry that she will play with others, but I worry that she will indulge in this way and go astray."

Jiang Shi nodded thoughtfully, "Weiwei has always been lacking in father's teaching. There are certain things and words that can only be done without envy. Just like Yun's lack of maternal love, only I can do it."

"So, we are a natural couple." Yun Mo secretly dragged Jiang Shi into the house, and asked anxiously: "Is there any food left, I don't mind leftovers."

　Now Xiao Wu is very sure that she doesn't want to be a plagiarist porter, but if time travel is reborn, Xiao Wu is also sure that she can copy if she can. When watching the celebration of Yu Nian, when Fan Xian was drunk and copied poems, it really felt so good a ha ha ha.

　　
　
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