Shen Zhiyi turned on the surveillance camera, looked at the current time, patted his cheap brother and said, "It's time to go back."

"OK."

When the two of them left the restaurant, they did not forget to take out a few more pots.

As soon as he walked out of the restaurant, Shen Zhiyi tripped over something and almost fell flat on his face.

Uh, no need to be almost.

It was just a complete disaster.

"Damn, who is this? It's so uncivilized at this time of night."

Shen Zhiyi lowered his head and saw a drunk man mumbling something.

She poked her cheap brother beside her.

"Go and listen."

"Why should I go and listen, and not you?"

Shen Zhiyi said disdainfully: “Such a strong smell of alcohol, stinky.”

"You hate stinking, and I hate stinking too."

Although he complained, the cheap brother still squatted down obediently, put his ear close to the alcohol-smelling mouth, and was suffocated by the smell.

"I want to go back with the wind, go back with the wind."

The cheap brother stood up and said to Shen Zhiyi: “He may want to die.”

"Hey, in this weather, if you drink so much and leave it here, you might really die."

"You want to take care of him?"

The cheap brother raised his eyebrows slightly, disapproving.

"You're not going to take this drunkard back home, are you? Shen Zhiyi, if you dare to take him, your parents will punish you."

"Pfft, who said I want to take it home? There are so many inns, why don't I just pick one?"

The cheap brother took a deep breath and said in a shocked tone.

"The stingy guy is plucked?"

"You're actually going to invite a stranger to stay at the inn?"

"When did you become rich?"

Shen Zhiyi angrily slapped his cheap brother.

This mouth is just as annoying as her real brother's.

"You are so stupid. Look at the bag on his waist. It's so heavy. There are jade pendants and other things hanging on him. There is also this ring. He looks like a rich man."

The cheap brother was stunned, and without waiting for Shen Zhiyi to continue speaking, he carried the person up at an extremely fast speed.

"Let's go. Which inn do you want us to go to?"

The brother and sister were both action-oriented people and they quickly settled the drunkard down.

The next day, Shen Zhiyi had to go to work, so he left his cheap brother here.

It’s definitely not because I’m afraid that no one will know if I do good things.

*

[On the second day, Dingsi, the emperor met Princess Wenhui.]

Shen Zhiyi put down his pen and looked at Princess Wenhui curiously.

[This Princess Wenhui doesn't look like the old emperor's biological daughter.]

The old emperor's hand trembled.

Say goodbye. It’s actually quite uncomfortable to be cuckolded too much.

[Yes, Princess Wenhui is the biological daughter of the old emperor.]

Shen Zhiyi had no idea how many people's hearts were lifted by his two sentences.

[I didn't expect that the old emperor's genes could give birth to such a talented and talented Princess Wenhui. ]

The old emperor raised his head proudly.

Princess Wenhui's biological mother comes from a family of literary masters.

His move was indeed very successful in gene washing.

[Princess Wenhui likes to meet talented people from all over the world, so every year Princess Wenhui will receive many people, and those who are appreciated by Princess Wenhui will be recommended to the old emperor. ]

[If the old emperor thinks it's good, he might give you an official position, or if you are already an official, your career will be very bright.]

[Tsk tsk tsk, this is using Princess Wenhui as a stepping stone. ]

Princess Wenhui's smiling face froze.

How come a good thing becomes weird when it falls into Shen Zhiyi's mouth?

The old emperor patted Princess Wenhui's hand comfortingly.

Princess Wenhui smiled and shook her head, and continued, "Father, I met someone today. Take a look. This is the lyrics he wrote."

The old emperor took the words handed over by Princess Wenhui and looked at them carefully.

[Old Emperor, do you understand? ]

The old emperor was furious. Why couldn't he understand?

"This person wrote this poem to express his concern for the country and the people."

"Yes, Dad, Daye is not short of talented literati, but it lacks literati who love their country and their people."

[Ah? When this person wrote this word, it didn't look like he was expressing his concern for the country and the people.]

[What? My dear little Lizhi, don’t you love me anymore? You actually married someone else. I’m so sad. I’m so heartbroken. I feel like my country has been destroyed and my family has been ruined. My heart is broken.]

The old emperor, Princess Wenhui: ...

How could a patriotic poem be about love and affection?

Princess Wenhui took it back from the old emperor in disbelief.

Look at the words carefully.

I had originally thought that he was patriotic and concerned about the people, but after hearing what Chen Zhiyi said, it seemed that it made sense to say that he was frustrated in love.

Princess Wenhui's expression froze. She looked at the signature and remembered the writer.

She suffered a disastrous defeat in front of her father.

"Father, I think this is good. Please take a look."

As she spoke, Princess Wenhui took out another one.

"This person's literary talent is definitely not inferior to your Yan Chen."

"oh?"

The old emperor became excited and started looking at the next one.

[Hey, not inferior to that stingy guy? ]

Shen Zhiyi adjusted the surveillance camera to face the long poem.

[Hiss, I don’t understand. ]

[System, system, bring up that stingy guy's poem for me to see.]

This time the system did not pretend to be dead, but diligently retrieved the poem written by the Minister of Personnel.

Shen Zhiyi compared the two people.

[Very good, I don't understand it, but I can see that the penmanship of the stingy guy is better than the one next to it. ]

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